“Lee Young-jin.”
A young man who had fallen to the bottom of society not long ago. He couldn’t graduate from school properly, he was poor, and he had no education. But his mind was sharp. There was no need to investigate further.
Seo Seung-hyun stood before the figure and bowed his head, looking down at him.
The Omega, his wrists bound behind his back, was crumpled on the floor, weakly wriggling his shoulders before twisting his neck to look up at Seo Seung-hyun. Those damp black eyes. Seo Seung-hyun lightly tapped his shoulder with blood-soaked shoes. He merely flinched slightly and staggered backward.
Through Seo Seung-hyun’s eyes, a fleeting glimpse of curiosity passed.
He deliberately instructed not to use reinforced plastic handcuffs. Carbon fiber reinforced plastic handcuffs were one of the few restraints capable of withstanding the strength of an Omega.
What bound Lee Young-jin’s wrists now were ordinary plastic handcuffs. Seo Seung-hyun tilted his head about 10 degrees to the left. Was it simply because he had no intention of resisting? Or did he think resistance would be futile? No, that couldn’t be. Seo Seung-hyun’s guess was correct. Something was wrong with this Omega.
Well.
It’s not a common occurrence, but it’s not unheard of.
Seo Seung-hyun had seen damaged Omegas several times before. The causes varied. Drugs affected both Omegas and Alphas equally. Accidents also didn’t discriminate between species. Well, even if it wasn’t that, there were various ways to keep an Omega obedient. Drugs developed by the Axis during World War II to turn Omegas into obedient soldiers, necklaces that sent electric shocks with a bit of force, chips inserted into the body—the methods were diverse.
Seo Seung-hyun kneeled down in front of Lee Young-jin.
He stared into the black eyes beneath the half-lowered eyelids. Lee Young-jin’s shoulders twitched slightly. Each time, the corner of his eye trembled, and a teardrop formed and slid down his left cheek.
Seo Seung-hyun’s gaze swept from Lee Young-jin’s brow to the tips of his toes.
For a grown Omega, he’s rather small.
What happened to him?
An unanswered curiosity began to creep in.
Seo Seung-hyun reached out and poked Lee Young-jin’s eye corner. Lee Young-jin’s body jolted enough to be seen. A smile formed at the corner of Seo Seung-hyun’s mouth.
“Shall we talk?”
“…What about?”
“Regarding your proposal.”
Lee Young-jin took a breath. His Adam’s apple bobbed as his shallow chest rose and fell rapidly.
“Didn’t you refuse?”
“Hmm. I’ve thought about it. Why did you impose such collateral conditions?”
Seo Seung-hyun spoke, emitting the scent of blood and tobacco.
“No, think about it. Are you saying we should do it together? And usually, that kind of thing is more disadvantageous for an Omega, isn’t it?”
“I don’t mind.”
His small chin quivered.
“Since it’s already there anyway…”
A voice fainter than a whisper flowed through his parted lips.
Ah.
Seo Seung-hyun silently gazed at the slightly swollen lips that protruded more downwards and pondered.
Whether it was once or twice, it didn’t matter.
“Okay.”
He decided to accept this audacious proposal.
Perhaps the vague hunger or the damp pupils of the Omega crouched with his head pressed against the floor played a role in his choice, but for now, he decided not to dwell on it.
He untied the plastic handcuffs binding Lee Young-jin’s wrists from behind his back. Released from the restraints, the two arms fell limply to the floor. Pale fingers trembled as they lightly brushed against the ground.
Seo Seung-hyun stood up.
Unlike the humid Shanghai winter weather, the dry interior air carried a gentle warmth. The sound of an old steam heater, befitting the antiquated mansion, could faintly be heard, hissing and wheezing.
Constructed in the late Qing Dynasty, this mansion went through various hands throughout its history. It initially belonged to a French entrepreneur in the late 19th century, then came under the possession of a high-ranking officer of the Weihan Sky Syndicate after the New Revolution. Later, it served as temporary housing for the provisional government, and during the Sino-Japanese War, it was occupied by the Japanese army. After being returned to China, a wealthy Chinese tycoon acquired it, only for the family to be killed during the Cultural Revolution, resulting in the property becoming government-owned. With the market opening up, it eventually fell into the hands of a Chinese distribution conglomerate. Lastly, an anonymous wealthy individual purchased it at a low price and renovated it.
However, since the anonymous owner didn’t particularly like the mansion, they decided to lend it to acquaintances, changing its purpose.
Seo Seung-hyun’s hand felt the bar counter and retrieved a whiskey glass. The dim crimson light from the chandelier shone through the glass, casting a rainbow-colored shadow on the elegant bar top.
His gaze traveled towards Lee Young-jin, who was pushing himself up from the floor.
His bloodless skin seemed as if it would slide off when touched. Smooth limbs without any blemishes. A small chin and a round forehead. A gentle, straight nose. Tear ducts below the elongated eye corners. Strangely enough, it was the slightly protruding lips that added a touch of charm to that beauty. There were individuals, one, two, five, eight, fourteen… who would drool over those lips and say they’d bite and suck on them. Seo Seung-hyun stopped counting there.
Under normal circumstances, it was a beauty that would arouse desire, but unfortunately, Seo Seung-hyun had a very normal and wholesome taste for an Alpha (unlike some sleazy executives). He had a personality that didn’t feel any sexual desire in situations unrelated to his own will or desires. All his sexual interests and enthusiasm were focused on seducing and captivating proud and beautiful Omegas. So, what was this talk about him feeling any sexual desire when it came to an Omega trying to blackmail him with a sex video?
He tilted the glass to his lips.
The alcohol, intoxicatingly hot, ignited his esophagus.
“Come here.”
Seo Seung-hyun called him.
Lee Young-jin stumbled a few steps closer. His gaze briefly lingered on the tie pin above Seo Seung-hyun’s chest and the wristwatch adorning his wrist before dropping to the way beneath him.
“Well…”
Seo Seung-hyun began contemplating ways to have problem-free sex in this awkward situation.
“Take off your clothes.”
Lee Young-jin, standing at a distance, looked at him hesitantly.
Seo Seung-hyun’s hand hesitated.
Since he had no inclination either way, Seo Seung-hyun patiently waited.
He swallowed another sip of whiskey, the liquid burning down his esophagus.
After a moment, Lee Young-jin’s hand slowly touched his clothes. He removed each garment in the exact opposite order of putting them on.
If he were to write an essay, there would be absolutely nothing to say about that striptease. Instead of feeling desire, it was the alcohol that enticed him. Seo Seung-hyun held onto the bar with one hand and poured whiskey into the empty glass with the other. The expensive alcohol, matured in oak barrels, swirled and poured into the glass. Seo Seung-hyun downed it in one gulp.
Lee Young-jin’s entire body was now dimly lit, as expected.
His physique, revealed above his clothes, wasn’t significantly different from what Seo Seung-hyun had anticipated.
His limbs were smooth, devoid of unnecessary muscle and fat. The line that gracefully descended from his waist was delicate for an Omega but flawless from an aesthetic standpoint. Both nipples stood erect, perhaps due to tension. Anyway, his body was a reflection of his face.
Seo Seung-hyun gestured towards him.
“Come here.”
Lee Young-jin’s lips twitched slightly. His approaching steps were stiff. His shoulders hunched, and his lower abdomen, filled with tension, felt rigid.
Lee Young-jin stopped about five steps away from Seo Seung-hyun. Seo Seung-hyun flexed his index finger again. Lee Young-jin took another step forward. This repetition continued until there was only a few centimeters of distance between them.
With one more step, Lee Young-jin would have collided with the Alpha standing in his way. He looked up at Seo Seung-hyun, who didn’t show any sexual desire, his gaze wavering uncertainly.
Seo Seung-hyun pondered for a moment on what to do, then leaned his upper body forward to gaze down at Lee Young-jin. The eyes, appearing gray under the crimson lighting, explored Lee Young-jin’s prominent lips. If he were to suck on those lips, it would definitely be an enticing sight.
“For now, suck it.”
Lee Young-jin raised his gaze, with his eyes slightly narrowed beneath his lowered eyelids, and looked up at Seo Seung-hyun. Seo Seung-hyun smiled at him.
“Whether you film or say anything, it doesn’t matter if you’re standing.”
Lee Young-jin, hesitating, fell to his knees before him. Muscles tensed and flexed alongside his thigh, and his buttocks lifted slightly. Finally, his eye level aligned with Seo Seung-hyun’s lower body. Warm palms, filled with anticipation, clumsily unfastened the belt and unzipped the pants. The warm hand, now heated, explored Seo Seung-hyun’s lower body and brought out his penis. It rose up like a thick pillar, its head already showing resilience. Lee Young-jin glanced at the penis for a moment. Its color was a blurry shade of red, growing lighter as it ascended from the base. The underside of the glans had a pinkish hue. Despite not being fully erect, it was already substantial in size. Even while holding it with both hands, it felt heavy.
Seo Seung-hyun didn’t rush him.
After all, there were no expectations. It was clear that the fellatio would be as uninteresting as the striptease.
He contemplated whether to have another drink or smoke a cigarette.
Lee Young-jin’s lips touched the tip of his glans. His lips were as moist as his pupils.
Seo Seung-hyun lowered his head, looking down at his own genitals, at Lee Young-jin’s lips. The lower part of the glans faintly peeked through the plump lips. In that moment, Lee Young-jin deeply bowed his head and engulfed the thick glans entirely into his mouth.
Seo Seung-hyun’s penis twitched vigorously.
Within Lee Young-jin’s palms, the pillar writhed with strength and the veins protruded as it grew in girth. The glans forcefully rose and grazed against Lee Young-jin’s palate.
“Mmm…”
Lee Young-jin’s lips hesitated, spitting out his penis only to immediately take it back in. The wet lips swallowed the penis, and this action repeated several times.
Seo Seung-hyun was a man accustomed to people kneeling naked in front of him, servicing his penis. However, the current situation was different from any other.
Beneath Lee Young-jin’s lowered eyelids, his pupils moved fleetingly, meeting Seo Seung-hyun’s gaze, as he sucked on his penis. With one hand supporting the hefty testicles, he used the other hand to stroke the shaft. Every time the engorged glans was sucked into the moist mouth, the penis writhed. Whenever the glans grazed against the palate or cheek, Lee Young-jin’s shoulders trembled, and he spat out the penis. And each time, the penis, growing increasingly erect and larger, seemed burdensome, causing Seo Seung-hyun’s eyebrows to quiver in delight.
Finally, Lee Young-jin’s lips stretched wide, but it wasn’t enough. He strained his thin chest, desperately trying to accommodate more.
Cigarettes and alcohol vanished from Seo Seung-hyun’s mind.
He reached out his arm toward Lee Young-jin, pressing the back of his head. Lee Young-jin offered no resistance, obediently bowing his head and swallowing the penis deeper. The long shaft was sucked halfway into his mouth. The thick ridge pressed against the slippery throat, reflexively provoking it. It was a pleasant stimulation. Seo Seung-hyun let out a soft moan. Lee Young-jin slightly lifted his head, then deeply swallowed the glans again, repeating this action several times. Each time the thick shaft pushed through the widened lips, penetrating the moist mouth, his eyelashes quivered, and tear droplets trembled. Tears clung to his folded eyelashes. Even his narrowed eyes glistened with moisture.
Seo Seung-hyun caressed from Lee Young-jin’s lips to the back of his head, cupping the nape of his neck. The bare shoulders twitched and rose. The flush that appeared on the transparent surface of his skin was vivid.
He pushed Lee Young-jin’s head, pulling his own penis out through his lips.
It was now fully erect. Wet with saliva, the slick head stood proudly like an enraged snake, raising its head firmly. The glans, particularly well-developed, had pronounced curves on its lower part, resembling the head of a venomous snake.
“You’re good at this.”
It was an honest compliment.
Lee Young-jin looked up at Seo Seung-hyun with moist eyes.
Seo Seung-hyun held his small chin and pressed his own erect shaft against Lee Young-jin’s plump, protruding lips with his other hand. Lee Young-jin closed his eyes and parted his lips again. The corners of his lips turned a reddish hue. Seo Seung-hyun’s glans, already partially erect, pushed through the gap between the lips, penetrating the wet space between the tongue and the palate, slick with saliva and precum. Lee Young-jin’s shoulders trembled with effort.
“Apply more pressure while you suck.”
Lee Young-jin obediently sucked with force until his lips tightened and his cheeks became hollow.
The glans, buried within Lee Young-jin’s mouth, twitched. The taste of the fluid sliding along the writhing ridge intensified.
Sensing the impending climax, Lee Young-jin pushed Seo Seung-hyun’s thigh. Seo Seung-hyun reached out his hands without hesitation, enclosing Lee Young-jin’s jaw. His thumb pressed firmly against the jaw joint. The small mouth opened wide. The glans pushed deep into the narrow throat.
“Guh!”
Up until that point, Lee Young-jin had offered no resistance, but now he thrashed his body. Seo Seung-hyun remained unfazed. With a low moan, he pushed Lee Young-jin’s head, withdrawing his penis slightly, then thrusting it back into the throat. The exposed Adam’s apple convulsed. For a while, it seemed as though the alpha, using Lee Young-jin’s mouth and throat like a masturbatory tool, was extracting the penis from his mouth.
“Open your mouth.”
Lee Young-jin barely managed to open his mouth. And then, the glans entered between his lips. It teased the swollen middle of his tongue, gliding back and forth before ejaculating a watery semen. Lee Young-jin whimpered, not quite a scream, but a painful sound, his shoulders twitching.
Translator’s Note:
For those not aware, this is an adult novel, so…kids aren’t allowed. If BL isn’t your thing, you are free to leave. Please be respectful of the author and this translator’s tastes. Thanks a bunch for reading.
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