Don't You Need an Omega Lucky Charm - Chapter 1.1
Just after their lips collided hard and parted, a lingering aftertaste that seemed to mix blood and alcohol remained on Haon’s fingertip.
Haon’s chest heaved.
“My omega charm.”
Cha Jeongwon muttered, roughly grabbing Haon’s jaw and lifting it up. Finger joints pressed against the jawbone, forcibly aligning their gazes.
“Even your mother was so obsessed with it. I found it first.”
Light spilled in through the glass window, illuminating Cha Jeongwon.
The scent of processed lumber made the air between the two heavy. Haon’s body was pushed back step by step. His back hit the edge of the cold workbench.
His breathing cut off momentarily. There was no place left to retreat.
“Senior……”
The voice calling Jeongwon cracked softly. It trembled unsteadily, but it wasn’t a negative reaction.
As if that were even a signal, the hand holding Haon’s jaw came down and gripped Haon’s waist as well.
His shirt crumpled inside Cha Jeongwon’s large hand. Even without directly pressing against the skin, he could tell how hot the hand was through the thin fabric.
“But you see.”
He brought his upper body closer. At a distance where their breaths touched, he brought his lips right next to Haon’s ear.
“If you accept your fate, you will never escape from me.”
A low-pitched voice permeated into the ear.
It was neither a sneer nor overt anger. It was fatigue that had clung on for a long time, and an obsession crawling up from the bottom.
Haon’s heart beat as if it would burst. His chest kept heaving turbulently, and his arms and legs strangely refused to move.
“That’s…… not it.”
It was an answer barely squeezed out.
“What do you mean, it’s not.”
Cha Jeongwon grabbed both of Haon’s wrists with one hand. Not to give strength so he couldn’t escape, but as if to completely eliminate any direction to run away.
And just as he held them, he lifted him up and pushed him against the workbench. The woodworking tools that had been in their original places rattled.
The hard wooden surface felt long beneath his back. As his waist and shoulders touched simultaneously, his body bounced once more.
Soon after, Cha Jeongwon’s pheromones spread thickly.
They settled heavily, mixing with the breath where the alcoholic aftertaste remained. It was a scent that blocked breathing and caused tension.
Inside the sealed workshop, the scent grew thicker with nowhere to escape.
“I’m not going to let you go.”
Cha Jeongwon’s voice trembled ever so slightly. It was a voice tinged with a subtle ecstasy.
As the lower part opened up again, his cock pushed its way up.
At the moment of dominant copulation, the workshop radio buzzed with noise. It felt as if that sound was plunging directly into his consciousness.
Haon panted as he looked up at Cha Jeongwon. Even in the darkness, only his gaze was clear.
It was sharp, desperate, and precarious.
It was the eyes of someone who had let go of something precious. Eyes that knew very well what that target was.
His hand moved slowly along Haon’s flank.
It moved along the line leading to the waist, ribs, below the chest, and neck, tracing his pulse like a doctor checking a heartbeat.
“Ah-huk!”
Then, the moment Cha Jeongwon treacherously pulled his waist back, Haon’s body arched like a bow. Every time the large cock pulled out, it felt as if his inner walls were being dragged along with it, causing him to recoil in shock.
“You really are my custom-made omega charm. You are.”
Cha Jeongwon’s lips touched Haon’s jawline. They grazed lightly and passed by, leaving a trace.
“Hsuht…….”
An alpha’s emotions, ironed with obsession toward him, were conveyed from the fingertips caressing his body and from the cock thrusting into him from below.
“And a charm that messes up my mind.”
A single word hammered precisely into Haon’s ear.
He laughed lowly. His breath tickled the skin below the jaw.
His thrusts were rough, as if to return the chaos inflicted upon himself just as purely back to Haon.
He finally burst Haon’s pheromones. The sweet and soft scent that had been suppressed slipped out of Haon’s control.
‘No.’
Haon’s head was shouting longingly, but his body was already reacting.
As his heart beat faster and his breathing grew shallow, the scent bloomed thicker. As that scent tangled with Cha Jeongwon’s pheromones, the air inside the workshop instantly became heavy.
It felt as if the final barrier blocking the two of them had been ripped away.
“Ha……. “
Cha Jeongwon let out a rough breath. His neck muscles moved once heavily.
“This scent……. “
His hand slid from his waistline along his spine. It burrowed straight into the cleft of his buttocks and caressed the hole.
