Born to Be a Secretary

Kwon Youngjae straightened his waist and sat up, resuming his masturbation. He looked down at the man he had thoroughly messed up and pulled out a thick load of cum once again.

“…Hngh.”
His jaw muscles ached fiercely. No matter how much he shook his cock skin, the burning heat inside wouldn’t subside, tormenting him relentlessly.
Then his eyes caught Heewon Kim’s hand lying abandoned on the floor.

He wanted to rub it there. Wanted to shove it into his mouth. The thought of burying himself until tears streamed down, soaking that smooth face with his saliva, spun endlessly in his mind. His desire-drenched eyes flickered brightly, and his dry, hungry throat tightened and relaxed repeatedly as he fought to hold back his heavy breaths.
He felt disgusted with himself as he gradually lost his humanity. Kwon clenched his molars tightly until a crunching sound echoed in his mouth. How was this any different from the loathsome image he hated?
“Sedative.”

“Huh?”
“Give me one more sedative.”
No sooner said than done, Heewon crawled on his knees to grab the syringe rolling on the floor. Dosage or anything else didn’t matter now. He quickly found the extra injection and plunged it into Kwon’s upper arm.

“…Are you alright?”
Looking down at Heewon’s half-worried, half-fearful face, Kwon let out a resigned sigh. He immediately untied Heewon’s necktie and tore open the shirt more forcefully. Seeing the white nape exposed, he couldn’t resist. He buried his face on bare skin and gripped his shaft, shaking it like beating a drum.
His body was firm but lacking flesh. Without a hint of seductive scent, like a dry desert, yet his excitement rose so high his mind flickered on the edge of darkness.

Grasping the thin thread of reason, he coated Heewon’s body with his pheromones. The flesh he bit, chewed, and licked tasted sweet. Not much different from an Omega. Just without the scent, but enough to satisfy lust.
“Executive Director, please… cover… cover me.”
Heewon tried to close the robe again.

After all the business was done, the pretense was ridiculously absurd. It felt as if he was doing it on purpose.
At the careless brush of a hand over his member, Kwon let out a labored moan. The absurd thing was that he came again just from that.
He kept pushing away the hand that kept wandering below.

“What for?”
“You keep touching me.”
Even in this situation, Heewon spoke clearly and firmly, so typically Heewon. His face, showing the trouble of cum getting all over him, only stoked the heat inside more.
Kwon wiped the cum off his cock with his hand and spread it over Heewon’s chest. He felt inexplicably angry—not a kid, yet why did this irritate him so much? The frustration of not being able to do as he pleased because the other was Secretary Kim was suffocating.

For such trivial cum, Heewon stood frozen like a stone statue. Kwon held his frozen face and showered him with lingering kisses. The almost unrelenting heat made him sigh.
This isn’t enough. Having to endure this for hours felt like hell itself.
His uncontrolled hand slid down, groping Heewon’s pants waistband. The tight gap barely allowed a finger in. An absolute no-go zone.

If it continued like this, whether he could keep the promise was uncertain.
Kwon sighed deeply with the heat trapped inside.
“As long as you don’t go inside, it’s fine.”

“Ugh, uh-huh. Yes.”
“Lend me your thigh.”
While Heewon was frozen dumbfounded, trying to process what he just heard, Kwon waited with a lifetime’s patience for an answer.

“So, you mean you want to rub your thing on my thigh right now…”
“Need more explanation? Position, angle, speed, do you want to know all that too?”
“No, you don’t have to say anything.”

Heewon declined, fearing Kwon would start listing it off in detail. He gazed at Kwon again, spaced out.
His eyes bloodshot from exhaustion, breaths hot enough to melt away, yet his mind stayed clear.
Beta Heewon couldn’t fathom how painful rut was without sex. But he fully understood the torment Kwon was enduring right in front of him.

Yes. Just until the next partner arrives, think of it as saving a life. Just until then.
Heewon nodded very slowly.
At that moment, the barely fastened pants buckle came undone, and the distinct sound of the zipper sliding down was heard.

Maybe it was better not to see. Heewon covered his eyes with the back of his hand, silently hoping he hadn’t made a wrong choice.
The second rut partner arrived well past noon the next day.
Due to the heavy snow the day before, road conditions were terrible, but he hurried as much as possible to keep the appointment.

The client, who had begged to come quickly, was oddly unreachable once he arrived.
After several calls from the lobby, Heewon finally got a single message. It said it was difficult to pick him up and asked to come up to the 29th floor.
It wasn’t a difficult request, so the second partner headed up by himself. Standing blankly in front of the only guest room, the door soon cracked open, and a man with sunken eyes appeared.

He put the tie he’d rolled into his palm into his jacket pocket and said,
“Have you been waiting long?”
“No, I just got here.”

A casual conversation passed between them. The second partner glanced at the man’s chapped lips and the congestion marks left on the nape and was quite surprised inwardly.
Just how much fun did he have? The red blotches peeking below the undone neck button looked like a skin disease.
“How was it?”

“Huh?”
“Your rut partner. You look like you suffered a lot.”
The second partner asked with a hint of a smile, as if sharing camaraderie. The man wore a high-quality suit like an office worker. It wasn’t the attire of someone coming for sex, but the partner assumed it was part of the concept.

But the man didn’t laugh at the joke. He sighed wearily and slowly wiped the tired look from his face.
“I’m not a partner, but a secretary. Didn’t you speak to me yesterday? Don’t you remember my voice?”
“Huh? Ah, oh!”

The partner was startled. Covering his mouth hastily, he gave his excuse.
“Sorry. I naturally assumed you were the rut partner.”
It was an understandable misunderstanding. A moment of silence passed between them, and Heewon’s face flushed unbearably red.

After a while, clearing his throat, the man bluntly gave instructions.
“You’re sleeping now, so don’t wake him forcibly. After entering, wait for a bit before proceeding. Absolutely no cellphone use. I’ll transfer the advance payment now.”
He didn’t forget to measure pheromones like before. And knowing the other hated Omega pheromones intensely, he made sure to emphasize it thoroughly.

The partner entered the room. Left alone in the corridor, Heewon blinked his tired eyes slowly. Now his part was done. His eyes were dry from extreme fatigue.
Heading toward the elevator, he suddenly stopped. Leaning against the corridor wall, he slammed his head against it. The pain was sharp enough to snap him awake, but all that came out was a wry smile.
“This damn crazy…”

He slept with Executive Director Kwon. Stayed up all night.
They’d promised not to cross any lines… but no one kept even one.
‘Enough… oh, now enough.’

‘I’m not ready yet.’
‘Ha, how long will this go on? Please finish quickly.’
‘Just get it over with, rub your thigh against me.’

Eventually, Kwon wedged his cock between Heewon’s thighs and even started grinding.
God, that monstrous cock wouldn’t die no matter how many times it came. Of course, he knew it was because of the rut, but wasn’t it a bit too much? From a Beta’s perspective, it was beastlier than a beast.
The thick shaft burned hot as it moved back and forth along Heewon’s groin. Whether the dripping was semen or Cooper’s fluid, it was impossible to tell.

After just a few passes, Heewon’s crotch was sticky, and his underwear soaked with fluids of unknown origin, rendering it useless. The sensation of the thin fabric rubbing together was undeniably chilling.
Not only that, but every time Executive Director Kwon thrust hard into his groin from behind, his whole body shook. The sensation was almost no different from sex. The dizzying pleasure made Heewon come several times. He moaned in ways he’d never done aloud before.
Bang!

Heewon smashed his head against the wall again. Every time the impure memories surfaced, the banging sounded like hammering. It felt like soon either the wall or his head would split in two.
“…Kim Heewon, you crazy bastard.”
They hadn’t done penetration, but it had been an insanely messy night.

Were you always this weak to pleasure? Executive Director Kwon was in rut, but what about you? Heewon groaned self-hatingly.
For a moment, he even thought about jumping off somewhere bad, but soon gave up and shuffled along. His expression, touching the bump on his forehead, was utterly miserable.