Woosung Alpha’s Sour Grapes

Chapter 24

Instead of clicking the reply button, Tae-geon opened a chat window.

This wasn’t Hyeon-woo’s doing. It was the work of the omega parasitizing Hyeon-woo, not Hyeon-woo himself.

Although he knew intellectually that he should separate Hyeon-woo from the omega, his anger, once ignited, wasn’t easily quelled.

Tae-geon’s typing was rough as he hit the keyboard.

system/ [K] has invited [BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot].

[K]: Seems like you liked me?

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: ?

[K]: What did you like best?

[K]: The bondage? Or when I blindfolded you and fingered you?

[K]: I need to know what you like so I can do well again today.

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: lol

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: lol this is ridiculous. Hey

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: I actually had something to say

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: There were other people in the room besides you that time, right?

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: Don’t bring other people into the room without prior consent from the person involved.

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: I don’t like being tied up, blindfolded, or having my ears covered. I hate all of it.

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: What did I like best? lol It was you who enjoyed it, not me?????

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: And don’t talk down to people so casually

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: You pervert.

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: Being a dominant alpha doesn’t mean everything ㅗㅗ go eat shit 凸

system/ [BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot] has left the chat.

“…What…”

Ding-.

While Tae-geon was staring blankly at the darkened chat window, bewildered by what had just happened, a warning popped up on the screen.

[Access detected]

Along with the notification sound, the proxy server detection system installed on all of Hyeon-woo’s devices activated. The message Hyeon-woo sent to another alpha after leaving the chat room was rerouted directly to Tae-geon.

[I’m in heat today. Let’s meet right now.]

…This is, real…!

Tae-geon’s eyes were bloodshot.

system/ [K] has invited [BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot].

system/ [BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot] has left the chat.

system/ [K] has invited [BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot].

system/ [BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot] has left the chat.

system/ [K] has invited [BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot].

system/ [BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot] has left the chat.

“…Ha!”

With veins popping on his forehead due to Hyeon-woo continuously leaving the chat, Tae-geon had no choice but to open a message window. The harsh sound of his typing reflected his agitated state of mind.

[Alright. From now on, no one except me will enter the room. I won’t cover your ears or tie your hands. But you must be blindfolded.]

After sending that message, Tae-geon’s hands moved urgently as he composed one more message.

[I’m in a position where I can’t reveal my face. If you can understand this, I promise everything else.]

Anxiety clouded Tae-geon’s eyes as he waited for Hyeon-woo’s reply.

*

“……”

Hyeon-woo stared blankly at the message he received from the dominant alpha, with a displeased expression.

In the end, there wasn’t a single word of apology for what happened last time.

Restraining him without consent, and now what? A position where he can’t reveal his face? Ha, how great does he think he is?

This was the first time Hyeon-woo had sent a message asking to meet again to an alpha he had spent a heat cycle with. He thought this alpha would be suitable if he needed to maintain a relationship with one person to avoid Tae-geon’s suspicion. He was attracted to the fact that this was a dominant alpha similar to Tae-geon’s nature, but the main reason was that he had experienced orgasm without penetrative sex.

Usually, after encounters with alphas, Hyeon-woo would be overwhelmed by intense self-loathing. Crouched in the corner of the bathroom, scraping out the alpha’s semen left inside him, the white residue dripping to the floor felt like his shattered self-esteem.

But the night spent with this dominant alpha was different. His heat cycle ended without their bodies intermingling. Hyeon-woo’s eyes sank deep like a dark lake as he recalled the memory.

…Satisfaction.

It was more of an emotional satisfaction than a sexual one. For the first time, his unremarkable and faint pheromones, which no one had ever noticed, were fervently desired.

When the dominant alpha buried his nose in his hair, when he gently pressed his lips to his forehead and the bridge of his nose, Hyeon-woo felt loved as an omega. He felt fully accepted as he was, not just as some beta who gets wet. And by a dominant alpha who resembled Tae-geon, whom he had a one-sided love for.

There was no reason to delay any further. Hyeon-woo immediately opened a message window and sent a reply.

[Okay. Let’s go with just the blindfold.]

After receiving the same location as last time, Hyeon-woo got up and hurried to prepare to go out.

The front of the room he arrived at was blocked by guards in suits, just like before. One of them approached Hyeon-woo with a black cloth, instructing him to close his eyes. A silk fabric, soft as a luxury twilly, tightly sealed his vision as it wrapped around his eyelids.

“You must never remove this. No omega who has seen his face has returned with their limbs intact. I trust you understand what I mean.”

An ominous warning flew into his ears. Hyeon-woo swallowed a bitter laugh.

Now even threats.

He had never been curious about the face. He only had business with the pheromones of the dominant alpha who resembled Tae-geon.

…Surely, he’s not yakuza or part of an organized crime group…?

Recalling the sharp and fierce pheromones from that day, Hyeon-woo gulped dryly at the inexplicable plausibility.

Guided by the guard’s hand on his shoulder, Hyeon-woo entered the room and was soon seated on the edge of the bed. He heard the guard’s footsteps retreating, and shortly after, the sound of the door opening and closing.

Hyeon-woo sniffed, trying to sense the presence of the dominant alpha nearby, but of course, he couldn’t smell any pheromones. After turning his head around for a while, he felt footsteps on the carpet gradually approaching him from not too far away.

“…K?”

At that moment, as if in response to the call, the alpha’s pheromones fiercely engulfed Hyeon-woo. The force of it choked him.

“Huk-!”

Hyeon-woo fell sideways onto the bed, clutching the white sheets with both hands as he struggled to breathe. Familiar sensations began to awaken, rejoicing at the alpha’s pheromones. The nape of Hyeon-woo’s neck, buried in the sheets, turned red.

“Haa…”

The inside of his lower abdomen convulsed and spasmed. It was the exact spot that had tormented Hyeon-woo countless times during masturbation, but unable to find its source properly, only deepened his hunger.

He felt goosebumps as a strange sensation stimulating sexual desire spread from that spot through his blood vessels to his hole, accompanied by a heavy, tingling pain. Hyeon-woo frowned in dismay as he felt his hole, which had already begun to open and close, getting wet with love juices.

…No way…

There was still plenty of time left until his heat cycle. He had deliberately arrived early to leave some leeway, but it seemed that was useless in the face of the dominant alpha’s pheromones.

Another wave of merciless pheromones attacked Hyeon-woo.

“Ahh!”

Love juices gushed from his hole. Once the floodgates opened, it flowed endlessly. Not only his underwear but also the area around his crotch in his pants became soaked in a dark color.

Clenching his fists in humiliation and shame, Hyeon-woo was disgusted by his own hole, which was gaping frantically at the alpha’s pheromones.

It was the very same pheromones that had tormented him countless times since that night with the dominant alpha. He couldn’t count how many times he had shuddered at this sensation that would suddenly hit him during masturbation. His body, now drenched in the alpha’s pheromones he had longed for so much, betrayed Hyeon-woo’s will and cheered with joy on its own.

His mind went blank like a sheet of white paper. Hyeon-woo’s pupils began to lose focus as his heat rose. His hole was unbearably itchy. Twisting his limbs on the sheets, Hyeon-woo unbuckled his pants with trembling hands.

He was about to pull down his underwear along with his pants in one go when he suddenly stopped. Belatedly realizing the shameful act he was about to commit, he inwardly gasped. He had unconsciously tried to finger himself in front of the watching alpha. It seemed he had developed a bad habit from all the masturbation he had been doing.

Absolutely not.

Hyeon-woo gritted his teeth. He didn’t want to show such a desperate appearance alone like last time.

He gripped the bed sheets with his hands that kept trying to move behind him, trying to regain his senses. He fiercely fought against his instincts, trying not to lose himself. Nevertheless, his mind kept getting hazy from the intoxicating pheromones pouring down on him. Without realizing it, Hyeon-woo lifted his hips in the air and began making shallow thrusting motions.

Hyeon-woo’s lower body, with its dick bulging prominently, moved up and down busily as if drilling the air. As another wave of the dominant alpha’s thick pheromones poured down, Hyeon-woo felt the last thread of reason he had been barely holding onto snap.