Kiss the Scumbag-Chapter 18

Yujin let out a sigh unconsciously, his eyes narrowing.

Winston was standing only two or three steps away.

Looking down at Yujin.

The man, over two meters tall, had a face that was far too high to look up at while sitting down.

As Yujin tilted his head all the way back to meet his eyes, an uncomfortable tension — and something else unnameable — rose inside him.

If only I had never met this man.

The thought, one he had imagined countless times before, surfaced again in his mind. If that had happened...

Suddenly, «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» Winston moved.

From where he stood, not too far away, he spread his arms wide and grabbed both armrests of the single-seat sofa Yujin was sitting on.

If that had happened, we...

Without taking his eyes off Yujin, Winston opened his mouth.

"Baby."

At the low, sunken voice, Yujin's heart jolted violently, trembling as if convulsing.

Though their distance had closed enough that he could feel Winston’s breath, Yujin couldn’t move at all.

Like he was hypnotized, not even blinking, he simply stared.

It felt like their lips could touch at any moment.

Just like that day, beneath the scorching sun. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Then, I...

Holding his breath, Yujin's long lashes trembled faintly as Winston whispered softly.

"You think talking about the past will tempt me into going into heat and fucking you right here?"

In that instant, Yujin froze solid.

Winston's purple eyes, facing him directly, were filled with contempt and ridicule.

Falling into old memories and entertaining ridiculous delusions in this situation...

Self-disgust quickly flooded in.

Get a grip. Did you forget why you came here? What are you doing, letting this man mess with you like this?

"I didn’t think that at all. Tempt you? What the hell are you imagining?"

Yujin hastily composed himself and shot back, throwing the accusation right back at him.

As if to say you’re the one fantasizing nonsense here.

He had hit the mark, but Yujin didn’t realize it.

He only hoped that his retort, weak as it was, would have some effect.

Winston narrowed his eyes, sensing Yujin’s mixture of anger and old wounds.

As Yujin held his breath, waiting for what would come next, Winston’s lips moved slowly.

"Suppressants."

"What?"

The low voice made Yujin reflexively ask back.

Anxious at Winston’s shadowed face, turned against the light, Yujin leaned forward slightly.

Winston twisted his lips into a sneer.

"You’re not reacting to my pheromones at all.

You must’ve taken suppressants."

Yujin’s face stiffened with panic for a brief second.

Only now did he realize why Winston had come so close.

To pour out pheromones.

By now, Winston’s scent had to be densely filling the space around Yujin.

But Yujin couldn’t smell it at all.

Of course.

Yujin couldn’t perceive the scent of an Extreme Alpha’s pheromones.

His cold, sweaty hands clenched and relaxed reflexively.

Better to let him misunderstand like this.

Winston was someone Yujin could never afford to reveal his weakness to.

If he showed even the slightest vulnerability, this man would tear him to shreds without hesitation.

A chill ran down Yujin’s spine and his eyes shook violently.

For the first time, he was grateful for Winston’s prejudice and for his own inability.

If instinct had kicked in and he had reacted to the pheromones, it would’ve been utterly humiliating.

"This is an important conversation.

It’d be a problem if I lost control because of your pheromones."

Yujin chose his words carefully and responded.

Fortunately, his voice did not tremble and came out calmly.

He thought he had handled it well, but all he got in return was Winston’s mocking laughter.

"While you’re leaking your pheromones everywhere?"

It was a pointed remark he hadn’t even considered.

Yujin flinched at the unexpected jab, but Winston took it as something else entirely.

"There are plenty of drugs out there.

Ones that haven’t even been properly tested."

What is he trying to say?

Nervous, Yujin watched as Winston continued lazily, clearly mocking him.

"Like, for example...

Suppressants that let your own pheromones flow freely while blocking others from affecting you."

Ah.

Winston’s guess was completely off the mark.

It was a conclusion born from his deep-seated prejudice against Yujin.

No matter what Yujin said or did, Winston would only interpret it one way.

In Winston’s mind, Yujin was nothing more than filth.

But Yujin saw no need to correct him.

Feigning ignorance, he responded as coolly as possible.

"You don’t react to my pheromones anyway."

Winston didn’t answer right away.

Unexpectedly, he simply stared into Yujin’s eyes, remaining still for a while.

Yujin’s heart pounded nervously as he waited for his reaction.

"Yujin."

Suddenly, Winston called his name in a low voice.

Yujin flinched in shock as Winston abruptly leaned in, closing the distance so much that their lips were practically touching.

Peering straight into Yujin’s eyes, he spoke.

"Taking illegal suppressants just to protect your worthless pride...

You know they can mess up your head or make you infertile, right?"

Narrowing his eyes coldly, he sneered.

"Then again, if you became infertile, that’d be better for you, wouldn’t it?

You could roll around as filthy as you wanted without worrying."

He crossed the line so easily.

Yujin couldn’t take it anymore and tried to stand.

But Winston grabbed his shoulder and pushed him back down.

With a short gasp, Yujin collapsed back onto the sofa.

Clatter—

The teacup he had been holding fell and shattered loudly on the floor.

But Yujin couldn’t care less about that.

Because right then, Winston crushed his lips against Yujin’s.

"......Hup."

Only a weak breath escaped Yujin.

He couldn’t comprehend what was happening.

Winston. Was kissing him.

Why?

His mind was blank with confusion.

Not even hearing about the will had thrown him into such panic.

He felt like he was watching planets explode in front of him.

Why is this happening?

"No, let..."

He tried to turn his face away, but Winston grabbed his head and locked their lips together again.

Pinned between the man’s massive body and the sofa, Yujin had no choice but to accept the forceful kiss.

Knowing it was useless, he still struggled to push him away, but when he couldn’t hold on anymore and his lips parted, Winston’s tongue slipped past his clenched teeth.

"Stick out your tongue."

If Winston had tried to overpower him by force, Yujin would have resisted with all his might.

He would never submit to him.

But Winston didn’t do that.

"Come on."

When Yujin stubbornly kept his lips tight, Winston bit down softly, releasing them as he whispered.

Caught off guard, Yujin hesitated, and Winston sensed it immediately.

He licked the soft flesh behind Yujin’s lips, then gently sucked on his lower lip.

The tender, coaxing kiss loosened Yujin’s guard little by little.

A strange throb spread through him.

Ah.

A sigh slipped out.

His rigid body relaxed and his shoulders slumped.

The moment he slackened his jaw, Winston seized the chance and slid his tongue inside.

"Uh, uhn."

Yujin thought he heard his own moan, but couldn’t process it.

He closed his eyes and inhaled sharply.

His hands, which had been pushing against Winston’s chest, lost strength and fell helplessly.

Right away, Winston pressed him down.

Strong arms wrapped around Yujin’s waist, pulling him close until their bodies were tightly intertwined.

Winston’s heat and hard muscles transmitted directly through Yujin’s skin, reaching deep, down to the cells of his body.

Winnie.

As the name echoed in his mind, Yujin lifted his arms and wrapped them around Winston’s neck.

With a low groan, Winston slid one hand down and grabbed Yujin’s ass.

Yujin flinched at the large hand squeezing his flesh, but he didn’t hate it.

Rather, excitement made his chest rise and fall erratically.

Winston kept kneading Yujin’s ass while licking deep inside his mouth.

What do I do.

Yujin felt like he was standing at the edge of a cliff.

This shouldn’t be happening.

He knew it in his head — but he couldn’t stop.

Winston knew Yujin’s weaknesses too well.

Of course he did.

Winston was Yujin’s first man.

His only partner.

Everything Yujin knew about sex, he had learned from him.