Chapter 2

At the same time, the sleeping Rian stirred, and his pale, plush buttocks twitched as they registered the ticklish sensation.

Yu-gyeom contemplated what to do for a moment. In his heart, he wanted to soothe Rian’s desperate body, but truth be told, Yu-gyeom was exhausted from the grueling trip. Perhaps he should pacify the boy just a little; otherwise, he would never be able to handle the whiny complaints come morning.

Schlurp. Slurp.

With painstaking care, Yu-gyeom licked and sucked Rian’s pussy, the perineum, and even the twitching back hole with wet, sloppy strokes. When he suctioned the tender flesh with his lips as if licking an ice cream cone, the soft folds pulled into his mouth, rolling gently across his tongue.

Whenever he ate this tender pussy, Yu-gyeom was nothing if not careful. He wanted to preserve this still-tender, plump, velvety skin, making sure it never got scratched or stretched out.

He hated the thought of any human touch—tongue or fingers—turning this lovely inner flesh dark. And if the hole stretched out… what a terrible waste that would be. He wanted to raise the boy as dainty and pristine as a lifelong virgin.

“Mnn…”

With his lower half being licked and sucked so wetly, Rian was eventually jarred awake. Opening his eyes, he soon discovered Yu-gyeom spreading his legs wide and sucking on his pussy.

“Uh… Hyung?”

Thick with slumber, Rian’s voice dripped with sleep. He might even believe he was still dreaming right now, being the kind of heavy sleeper who would not notice if someone carried him away.

Lifting his head slightly, Yu-gyeom looked at Rian. His pitch-black pupils gleamed in the dawn light, resembling those of a predatory beast. After gazing at Rian like that, a gentle smile formed on his lips.

“Shh, you can go back to sleep, Rian.”

At the low whisper, hot breath washed over Rian’s genitals. Startled, Rian snapped his legs shut, his soft, pale thighs pressing together.

Ever since manifesting as an Omega, Rian’s body had become far softer and more supple than before. Because the boy was even more delicate than most young Omegas, Yu-gyeom felt a strange, tingling itch in his chest whenever he touched Rian’s skin. It felt as though he were laying hands on something he was never supposed to touch—like opening Pandora’s box.

“Hy-hyung, when did you get home, ah…”

Rian’s hips arched slightly at the searing glide of the tongue against his pussy. Yu-gyeom stroked and patted Rian’s flat stomach to soothe him, yet he never slackened the movements of his tongue devouring the wet cleft, as if proving this moment was no dream.

In the faint light of dawn, his beloved Rian’s body seemed to shimmer. It was breathtakingly beautiful, almost mystical. Yu-gyeom felt a deep sense of relief knowing Rian was entirely within his grasp. The mere thought of another person’s hands touching this pretty creature… tearing them limb from limb would not be enough.

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Why was he sulking? Was it because Yu-gyeom had stopped midway through comforting him at dawn? Watching Rian’s pouting face across the dining table, Yu-gyeom offered a faint grin.

“Rian? What’s wrong? What’s the matter?”

Yu-gyeom asked in a gentle tone. Knowing better than anyone that Rian had a gentle temperament yet was prone to mood swings, no one was more adept at handling him than Yu-gyeom.

Whether Rian was in high spirits or throwing a tantrum, Yu-gyeom treated him with unwavering consistency. In dealing with Rian, Yu-gyeom never faltered. At times, he was so unshakable it seemed almost inhuman, chillingly cold. In other words, he was tender, yet possessed an underlying frigidity. From Rian’s perspective, there were even moments when doubts crept in over whether his brother truly loved him at all.

“No, nothing…”

Rian picked at his rice with his chopsticks as if counting every grain. Watching him quietly, Yu-gyeom tapped his finger against the table beside the boy’s bowl. Only then did Rian, who had not cast a single glance in his direction all morning, raise his head to look at Yu-gyeom.

Ah, really… The deep sorrow welling in the corners of Rian’s eyes was so adorable that Yu-gyeom nearly burst out laughing. Barely holding it back, he prompted the boy with a teasing look.

“Hyung rushed home at the crack of dawn because I missed you, so why is our Rian angry?”

“I’m not… angry,” Rian muttered softly, his chin dipping low.

Rian stuck out his lower lip and shook his head half-heartedly. Anyone could see he was thoroughly sulking. Whenever he felt aggrieved like this, Rian would sometimes refuse even to meet Yu-gyeom’s eyes. One could call it his own little protest.

“Rian, I told you that when you feel upset, you have to say so. Hyung can’t read your mind. We have to talk.”

His warm gaze and tender tone were steeped in concern and coaxing affection. Whenever his brother spoke like that to instruct him, Rian’s heart would inevitably melt.

“I just missed you, hyung…”

“I know,” Yu-gyeom soothed, his arm tightening around the boy. “I missed you too.”

“But…” Rian trailed off, biting his bottom lip.

“Mm, is that all?” Yu-gyeom prompted gently. “That’s why I rushed home at dawn, didn’t I? Because I wanted to see my baby.”

Merely missing him was an excuse. Yu-gyeom was sitting right at the top of Rian’s head, reading him completely. Having cradled and raised the boy since childhood, he already knew exactly why Rian was acting this way. Yu-gyeom was simply waiting for the words to come out of Rian’s own mouth.

You have to say you wanted to have sex with me, Rian.

It was as if Yu-gyeom’s eyes were urging him to confess just that. He knew with absolute certainty that Rian was sulking because Yu-gyeom had stopped giving him oral sex at dawn.

“I told you to be honest when you have something to say, Rian. You’re not a child anymore.”

Yu-gyeom’s lessons were always tender yet firm. Perhaps for that reason, Rian, possessing blind faith in Yu-gyeom, depended on his words with absolute devotion.

He had tried in his own way to raise an independent child, but somehow, with each passing year, the boy only clung to Yu-gyeom more tightly. Losing his parents at a young age had left a vulnerability during Rian’s formative years, and that deprivation had ultimately manifested as an absolute reliance on Yu-gyeom.

To Rian, Yu-gyeom was a parent, a brother, a friend, and an unrelated stranger. Yes, biologically, they were total strangers. Nevertheless, an affection thicker than that between blood brothers bound the two of them together. Perhaps this was what people meant when they said the bond of raising someone was more formidable than the bond of giving birth.

“I… I wanted hyung to soothe me more yesterday.”

He had been waiting for those very words. As Rian voiced his grievance in a trembling murmur, his entire face flushed brilliant red.

Was this truly the same boy who had flashed his pussy over the phone while masturbating? Facing Rian as he blushed like an entirely different person, Yu-gyeom felt such a warm, fluttering tightness in his chest that he thought he might go mad.

His heart ached sweetly. Sucking his Rian from the toes on up wouldn’t be enough, so had he been too heartless? Yu-gyeom was driven wild with delight that Rian, brimming with lust, could be this hopelessly adorable.

“Rian, how should hyung have comforted you? Tell me what you want. Hyung won’t know unless Rian speaks up.”

Yu-gyeom occasionally teased Rian like this. It was because he wanted to provoke the boy further, to watch him act even more bashful. He was only truly satisfied when he saw Rian burn with craving and cling to him of his own accord.

Waiting for Rian’s desperate reply, Yu-gyeom placed a plump cockle on top of the boy’s rice. Seeing that cockle strangely reminded him of Rian’s pussy, and a laugh nearly burst from his lips. Of course, he made no sound aloud. It would be rather inconvenient if Rian caught on to his lewd thoughts.

Rian stuffed his mouth full of rice like a little child, chewing thoroughly before gulping it down. Just watching that sight left Yu-gyeom feeling full without taking a bite himself. Because Rian had been so tiny and scrawny as a child, Yu-gyeom had poured every effort into feeding him, and watching Rian eat so well filled him with pride.

Of course, rice was not the only thing Rian took in so well. Watching that lewd pussy and back hole clamp tight around his cock, the boy was truly an expert at swallowing things down.

Ah, I’m getting hard.

Feeling his groin swell hard against his trousers, Yu-gyeom subtly released his pheromones. He knew that even a faint drift of his Alpha pheromones would quickly soak sensitive Rian’s briefs. Once the boy was burning up, teasing him gently made him squirm in ecstasy like a baby animal, and Yu-gyeom loved that beyond reason.

Although he wanted to shoot his cum across that harmless face right this instant, Yu-gyeom reined himself in and studied Rian’s features.

“Rian? You can speak freely. I… have the right to know everything about you, don’t I?”

A right. Using that as justification, just how much had he molded and manipulated Rian with his own hands under the guise of a guardian?

Yu-gyeom waited, hoping the words he craved would slip from between those ripe cherry-red lips.

“Hy-hyung stopped in the middle.”

“Stopped what?” Yu-gyeom asked, his tone laced with feigned innocence.

“…That…” Rian squirmed, his voice barely a breath.

“So what is ‘that’?” Yu-gyeom pressed, refusing to let him off the hook.

In a choked, burning whisper, Rian confessed, “You stopped… in the middle of licking my p-pussy.”

Lowering his head, Rian’s face was flushed so crimson that not an ounce of paler skin remained. Seeing even his ears turn bright red, an urge to bite down and chew on those earlobes pounded through Yu-gyeom’s chest.

Yu-gyeom let out a low, pleased hum at Rian’s words.

“Ah, my baby, was that why? Then you should have said something.”

“How could I say anything?” Rian pouted plaintively. “Hyung looked so tired.”

“I really had no idea,” Yu-gyeom confessed with a soft chuckle. “I thought you were sleepy.”

“…You didn’t know?” Rian asked, his eyes widening.