5 - Kiss me if you can - official novel

"Ahhh…!"

Chase shouted in surprise. Josh, without hesitation, grabbed Chase's outstretched hand, quickly loosened his belt, and yanked it free in one swift motion. In mere seconds, he had tied both of Chase's wrists together and secured them to the headboard. It had taken only twenty seconds. By the time Chase fully regained awareness, his hands were already bound above his head.

"This…!"

Chase glared, his eyes burning with frustration. He seemed to be holding back a curse, but his anger was clear.

"Untie me right now! Are you insane?"

He thrashed against the restraints, twisting his body, kicking his legs, and shaking the bed. But Josh remained unfazed. Instead, he casually walked into the dressing room and disappeared for a while.

Chase eventually grew exhausted and stopped struggling, his breath coming in heavy pants. When Josh finally reappeared, he was holding Chase's favorite tie.

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"You—what are you planning to do?"

There was a faint tremor in Chase's voice, a mix of uncertainty and fear.

Josh didn't answer. Instead, he approached the bedside, coiling the tie around his hand as he looked down at Chase. Chase's wide eyes flickered nervously between Josh's hands and his face. Then, without warning, Josh reached out.

"No, wait—uh…!"

Chase jerked his head away, but Josh ignored him, easily slipping the tie between his lips. He secured it with a knot behind Chase's head, then briefly smiled as he took in Chase's stunned expression.

"In situations like this, you need to stay quiet, Chase. That way, nothing else gets put in your mouth."

Josh straightened up, his tone almost instructional, as if he were teaching an important lesson. Then, he placed one knee on the bed and moved toward Chase's legs.

"…Uh, uh!"

"Shh, you can't do that. Be good."

Josh whispered, shifting his legs as if to calm the rebellious Chase. Chase struggled against him with all his strength but quickly grew exhausted. Josh simply watched, unmoved. Soon, Chase let out a ragged breath, his body going limp. Seeing this, Josh smiled bitterly.

"In situations like this, you should conserve your energy, okay? If you're ever kidnapped, you need to stay calm, look for an opportunity, and plan your escape carefully. If you just act impulsively, you'll waste your chance."

He deliberately reached between Chase's crotch and grabbed the penis over his pants. Chase opened his eyes wide and took a sharp breath. Josh said, looking at his face.

"Look at it now, it's good if you can kick me in this case."

Chase screamed immediately, but Josh easily stopped it.

"Haha.."

Josh laughed briefly and took his hand into Chase's pants. There was a squeaking and the sound of the belt loosening, he took off Chase's pants along with the briefs. Chase looked up at Josh with a pale hardened face.

For a moment, Josh's gaze was fixed on the bottom. For the first time, the smile disappeared from the face which had laughed at leisurely so far, and instead, a fascinated, blank expression appeared.

"…You really don't have an ugly place."

Josh muttered a word he didn't know if it was admiration or lament. He didn't know his eyes would leave the penis. Upon realizing it, Chase became anxious and excited.

"Huh?"

Josh tilted his head. Chase's penis stood firmly enough to be clearly visible to the person's eyes. Josh laughed firmly as he saw his face rising quickly. At that moment, Chase's face turned red as if burning,

"Chase."

Josh opened his mouth with a low voice. He glanced down and stared at the erect penis, and he pushed the tip of his finger and pushed it. Despite the slightest stimulus, Chase took a sharp breath.

"What is this?"

Josh's voice was so sweet. Chase couldn't answer, just gasping for a quick breath. Josh opened his mouth as he looked at his swaying purple eyes.

"Are you excited?"

"…"

"Chase."

Josh smiled bitterly as if he couldn't dry. As if teasing, his fingers touched the tip of Chase's penis, rising again. He said, looking at Chase shriveling like a seizure moment.

"You're a bad kid to have an erection while being punished."

Chase's eyes were wet. When Josh saw him, he opened his mouth and lowered his head. The next moment, to his surprise, he put Chase's penis in his mouth.

"…!"

Chase's eyes have been enlarged so much that it can no longer be enlarged.

With a rough breath, just looking at him, Josh opened his throat and swallowed him deep. A hot, narrow hole tightly tightened the glans. The soft tongue rubbed the pillar, and sucked it with his lips. It didn't end there. Josh grabbed the stem he couldn't swallow. With his gently sweeping and stroking fingers, Chase seemed to melt his brain.

"Uh. Ah..uh"

Groans that he couldn't scream continued to linger in his mouth. He just wanted to take Josh down and push it in full, but he couldn't. The belt didn't nod no matter how hard he tried, he was tied up. The same was the case with a double-bed tie.

Helplessly, Chase hurried down to Josh, spitting out a violent breath. Semen filled the stem and heat came from the inside. It seemed that the pounding dam of the pulsating pulse was spreading to the temple.

He knew this feeling. He will ejaculate soon. He'll pour all of it into Josh's mouth. His whole body was like that just by imagination. Chase looked forward to the moment coming. So may this unbearable punishment end.

If he could, he would rather press Josh's head and push it into it, but it was impossible. He wore the baby and shook his waist to somehow squeeze it deeper, but Josh quickly pulled his lips back and pushed him away whenever he did.

Many times it was repeated, Chase seemed crazy. The sound of a new stream that was bitten in his mouth leaked out one after another. When he was tightly dressed and fisted tightly, he took his penis to the limit wide open and there could be Josh.

The consciousness went through for a while as the eyes in front of him became distant. Chase moved one side of the way and became calm. The moment when the funny semen was about to pour out of the meat with permission to the end. Suddenly Josh raised his head.

"Ha"

Chase, who was just about to go, looked at him with a stupid expression. He seems to have no idea what happened right now. Then Josh smiled bitterly and wiped his wet lips with the back of his hand.

"Don't you know you're being punished right now?"

He gently placed his finger on Chase's penis, which he couldn't reach. Josh said as he looked at the squeezed chase.

"You can't enjoy it."

Whoo, whoo, Chase's breath was dizzyingly scattered. The feelings of brutality and anger crossed in the heat-excited face. Nothing will upset a man as much as interfering with him right before ejaculation.

But Josh was always relaxed. He took a seat between Chase's crotch, raised his knees halfway up, unzipped his pants and pulled his penis out. Josh's penis, as sharp as him, came into Chase's wider field of view.

Josh grabbed the penis with one hand and grabbed Chase's knee with the other. Between the wide open crotch, the thick penis couldn't take the weight and stood shaking thinly. Josh slowly began to scan himself with his gaze fixed on him. Chase simply looked at him without blinking his surprised eyes.

"Who, ha…, ha."

With an exhilarating breath, Josh rubbed the pillar and lifted himself up. His face gradually heated up. Chase noticed that Josh was as excited as he was. He didn't scan it a few times as evidence, but the tip was already soaked and Chase's fluid was flowing.

However, something was not enough to ejaculate. Josh frowned when the penis couldn't erupt coolly enough to reach the belly button. He took the other hand between his hips. A wet sound continued as it seemed to be coming soon.

Chase, seeing Josh masturbating in front of his eyes, watched in an absurd mood at the man who tased himself. All he had to do was unscrew his belt and he could get what he wanted. Even right now, Chase was crazy about putting it inside Josh. Nevertheless, Josh seldom showed signs of letting go of Chase. It seemed like he would go crazy before he was forgiven.

"…!"

Eventually, he couldn't hold it and screamed and shook his arm, although the sound that flowed out of his clogged mouth was an incomprehensible moan.

After that, Josh, who spit out an exhilarating breath, turned to Chase. All wet snow stared at Chase. Josh moved slowly and took off his briefs and pants. Meanwhile, his gaze remained fixed on Chase. Chase breathed through his shoulders, nervously looking forward to the next. Slowly Josh climbed onto Chase's boat. There was a thrilling penis touching his ass. As Chase, who couldn't stand, shakes his upper body, Josh takes his finger to his lips, as if to be quiet. Josh asked him, who was forced to stop.

"Okay, now you know what to say for me to untie the tie?"

"…"

Chase nodded, reluctantly looking at him for a moment. Josh reached out and untied the knot behind his head.

"…. ha"

Out of his barely free mouth, a cool elasticity finally burst out of the inside. Josh opened his mouth as he stared at the gasping Chase with a rough breath.

"Come on, Chase."

He stared at Josh without saying anything. Bloodshot eyes were full of resentment, but the size of desire was also that much.

"…. damn it!"

Chase, who swears without hesitation, finally surrendered.

"Again, I won't hit you."

"No, you should say that you won't misunderstand next time"

"…"

"You do not answer ?"

Chase reluctantly nodded.

"Okay." Josh, who nodded face to face, as if confirming.

"Okay"

Chase held his breath as he saw his bristle lungs, through his wide-open crotch.

"…Ah"

Like sighing, Josh spits out a deep groan. His narrow hole swallowed Chase's wet glans, then slowly sucked in the thick stem. The more areas wrapped around the hot inner wall, the more Chase seemed to be crazy. Eventually, he couldn't stand it and groaned and shook his back. Because of this, Josh's plan to let him in slowly and annoyedly failed. His erect penis was squeezed out of the inside with a fierce waist.

"Ah, ha…"

Josh screamed, swallowing his back, and then his firm body shuddered, shivering it. Josh noticed the fact that the sprinkling fluid was trembling. He is idly sitting body thin for a while on Chase. He enjoys the situation, the afterglow wasn't because there was still a penis in him, holding his head, like a poisoned viper. Then, along with the metal sound of the clapping, the belt that was binding Chase also lost strength, and Chase immediately retaliated for harassing him.

"…"

When he woke up, his position changed.

"Damn! Are you determined to kill me?"

Chase grinds his teeth and grinds him roughly. Josh laughed, just lying in a seat where he had just been helplessly tied up. He reached out and pulled him around his neck, but Chase swore low and quickly overlapped his lips. Then he went inside, filling the bottom. There was no such thing as consideration or leisure.

Josh inadvertently frowned on his penis pushed in randomly, but the pain was not severe. He smoothed his movements by pouring out the love liquid so that the drenched inner wall overflowed.

The murmuring sound did not end, and the ear was disturbed. Chase hurriedly rubbed his lips and shuffled. Josh was distracted again by the friction of the penis that went in and out of the lower part as if it was being burned with fire.

"Ha-ah, ha-ah. Ah, ha-ah."

Chase gasped for a rough breath, digging like crazy. Sweat from his face drips into Josh's mouth, and as his lips overlap, saliva mixes. Chase moved his back as he hugged Josh tightly. The inside of the stomach was filled with the violently coming and going penis, and then it emptied and soon became deeper. Josh hugged him, twisting his eyebrows. The moment he lifted his buttocks and pressed the bottom tightly, he suddenly breathed in at a rough pace.

"…. uh, boo"

The fragrance of pheromones spread throughout the body and the heat boiled. Josh repeatedly tightened and loosened the bottom to suit Chase's circumstances. Each time Chase's semen poured into him.

Haha.

When he finally finished ejaculation with rough purity, Josh's lower hole was soaked with sperm and love juice.

Haha. haha.

For a while, the sound of breathing disturbed his ears. Josh grabbed Chase and took his breath and missed the bridge when Chase, which had paused, raised his upper body. The thick penis slipped out from the bottom, and the inside of the stomach was empty.

Even before he felt collapsed, Josh checked Chase's penis, still holding his head firmly. It was a mixture of love juice and semen, and it was soaked up to the long trunk. Chase opened his mouth as he looked down at Josh.

"Get down."

Josh obeyed his words with a whimsical smile. Again, when the bottom was violently interlocked, the stomach was full. Chase started moving his back like crazy. Each time, Josh's firm ass bumped against his flesh and a vulgar sound echoed.

The sex that started again lasted again and again until dawn.

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The whole body sat down drowsy. Chase turned to sleep and frowned. One side of consciousness awakened to the fragrant smell. He breathed in and checked the scent.

… butter? Peanut?

There was also a faint sound of boiling oil, as if igniting speculation. Suddenly, feeling fierce hunger, he opened his eyes.

The first thing that came into view was the familiar trailer ceiling. He then realized that he was lying in bed, asleep. Unintentionally raising his arm, he stopped when he saw the marks still on his wrist. The violent sex just before falling asleep belatedly came back to his mind—how promiscuously he and Josh had rolled over the bed after regaining their freedom. The fact that it wasn't a dream was evidenced by the bodily fluids that had dried up on the sheet. The problem was that the other person wasn't in front of him.

"Joshua?"

It was when he anxiously called his name that the bedroom door suddenly opened.

"…!"

Josh bounced back, sat up, stepped into the room, and blinked.

"Woke up? How is your body?"

"…What happened?"

"I've made food since you've been sleeping, so you're going to be hungry," Josh said casually. "I've made it, so you must be starving."

Chase never blinked while listening. He swallowed hard, then slowly lifted his head to face Josh. Reaching out suddenly, he grabbed Josh's arm and pulled him closer.

Josh allowed himself to be pulled and stood between Chase's legs. Chase hugged his waist and leaned his head against Josh's chest. Josh suddenly thought that Chase looked like Peter, and he gently stroked Chase's hair.

"Do you eat peanuts?"

Chase nodded at Josh's question, then pressed his lips to his exposed skin.

"Why do you have so many wounds on your body?"

He was referring to an old scar. Reminiscent, Chase glanced at Josh's body once before Josh replied nonchalantly.

"I got hurt a little while in the army. Took a lot of hits while I was in the guard."

"Is that so?"

When Chase touched the long scar on Josh's belly, Josh almost jumped. It was a sign of a cesarean section. Suddenly, his heart started beating like crazy. Male omegas give birth to children by cesarean. Josh was no exception, but he wouldn't be able to tell Chase the truth.

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"Because of appendicitis," he replied briefly, then quickly turned around before Chase noticed anything odd.

"I'm starving, and you?"

Only then did Chase feel the hunger and nod. Josh naturally stepped back and spoke.

"There were a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator. I made something—is that okay?"

"You? Personally? Did you cook?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Josh nodded repeatedly, then smiled.

"The poison didn't burn."

"I know."

Chase blushed faintly. Josh grinned and headed straight to the kitchen.

Chase sat on the bed and waited blankly for him. Anyway, all the food was there. All he had to do was get rid of his hunger. Until now, Chase had always thought that way, and no food had ever betrayed his beliefs.

Again, he thought the same way. It was just a matter of filling his empty stomach, which felt as though all his intestines had been stolen. So, even when he smelled the mouth-watering scent that made him swallow loudly, he didn't expect much. Contrary to its rich aroma, he assumed it was just another small disappointment—perhaps the usual steak and potato dish.

"If you don't like how it's cooked, tell me. I'll grill it again."

Josh said this as he placed the bed tray in front of Chase. Chase glanced down, trying to determine if the steak was overcooked or undercooked. Josh sat across from him and began skillfully cutting the steak. As Chase looked at a steak still red inside, Josh suddenly caught himself. The habit of cutting meat for Peter had surfaced subconsciously. He was fortunate that he had stopped before chopping it into tiny pieces fit for a child. Instead, he held out the knife to Chase.

"Here."

Chase took the knife and fork without reacting, put a piece of cut meat in his mouth, and chewed slowly. Then he stopped. Josh quietly observed his reaction. Chase continued chewing, his brows slightly furrowed, though the reaction was clear. When the slow-chewed meat was finally swallowed, Josh spoke.

"Shall I cook more?"

Chase took a moment before replying.

"No."

He put another piece in his mouth and began chewing faster than before. Josh, meanwhile, opened a plastic bottle and poured water into a glass.

"There were a lot of good ingredients in the refrigerator. Why don't you eat properly more often?"

Chase stopped chewing and looked up. Josh smiled at his surprised expression.

"I don't cook."

"You?"

"Yeah."

Josh said playfully.

Josh, who laughed briefly, then looked down at his plate while eating and asked another question. Chase didn't answer.

Josh caught a glimpse of Chase reaching out a hand, almost as if he wanted to stroke his head like he did with Peter. Realizing this, he hurriedly withdrew his hand.

He can't help it—they look alike. Josh thought deeply, then turned away, pretending nothing had happened.

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A small whistling sound came from across the closed door. Josh lit the grill and blew on it habitually.

When he silently scooped the potato salad and put it in his mouth, the peanuts buried between the soft potatoes shattered with a cheerful sound. He tried to savor the taste slowly, but it didn't go as intended. It melted in his mouth and disappeared instantly.

What do I do?

He covered his mouth and blinked his wide-open eyes. His ears were burning, and his face was flushed.

What do I do?

Struggling to breathe, he took a few deep breaths. Josh came back just as he managed to calm himself. He smiled as he placed the freshly grilled steak on the bed tray.

Ah.

Chase suddenly looked up at Josh blankly. The torso, which hadn't hit anything, bore traces of Chase biting and sucking last night. He laughed at the bass where the assistant rested, revealing the bulging neck, collarbone, chest, and nipples that had not yet subsided.

"We were a little radical yesterday, weren't we?"

At that moment, Chase realized what emotions were making his heart feel so overwhelmed.

"What is it?"

Josh turned his head. Chase wanted to hug him and kiss him right away, but he couldn't because he was stuck with the bed tray. Josh would be disappointed if he didn't eat the food he had just made.

It was unusual for Chase Miller to think this way, but he didn't even realize it himself. However, he couldn't deny that his heart was so full that it was difficult to eat.

Josh reached out to Chase, who was barely breathing. He brushed back the fallen strands of hair and asked again.

"Are you okay? Would you like something to drink?"

Chase just shook his head. Josh didn't lose his smile, though he was confused.

"Would you like to eat at least a little? I have to go out soon; it's time for my shift."

Checking the watch on his wrist, Josh's words helped Chase regain his focus with difficulty.

"Where are you going?"

"It's time for my shift, so I have to go back to my room."

Josh said with a smile and reached for his clothes. But Chase caught him.

"Don't say bullshit. Stay here."

"What are you saying…"

"Don't go, fuck!"

Josh thought he was still joking, but there was no laughter on Chase's face as he looked at him. He was serious. As Chase's hand tightened around his arm, Josh frowned, but Chase continued without concern.

"Then what, damn it! Are you ashamed to come out, bitch?"

"I'm not saying that."

Josh sighed in response to Chase's aggressive question.

"No matter who I sleep with, it's my private life, but I don't really want to advertise it to others. Why do I have to tell other people about that? Besides, it's annoying when people find out. Do you want to be terrorized by them?"

Chase stopped. The light disappeared from his face, and his expression darkened instantly.

"I can protect you."

"I am the one who protects you."

Josh quickly countered. A heavy silence filled the room. After a moment, Chase, who had remained silent, spoke again.

"Then change the order of the guards."

"What?"

"You have no choice but to satisfy what I want while doing your job. Is there another way?"

"No, that's…"

Josh, who was about to explain that it was difficult to change schedules on his own, saw Peter's stubborn face and suddenly thought of Peter.

"…"

Again, Chase refused to let him leave. In the end, Josh had no choice but to surrender.

"Okay, I'll go and talk to Mark."

"…"

"I'll come back soon."

Chase let go of Josh's arm. Josh rubbed the tingling spot where Chase had grabbed him. Looking at Chase, Josh suddenly saw Peter's face overlaid with his. He sighed and laughed bitterly.

"Ugh."

With a faint smile, he stroked Chase's head like he did to Peter. Chase frowned but didn't shake off Josh's hand. As he picked up his pants from the floor,

"…Uh?"

Chase suddenly made an exclamation and turned his head.

"Why?"

Chase furrowed his brows as he sniffed the air. His gaze suddenly locked onto Josh, who looked utterly confused. Taking a deep breath, Chase pulled Josh into his arms tightly and lifted his head.

"Why do you smell like an Omega?"

Josh's heart almost stopped. Chase's expression was a mix of amazement and something more complicated. His eyes revealed emotions that couldn't be put into words. Josh hastily made an excuse, trying to mask his unease.

"I went to the restaurant because I was short on ingredients, and I guess there were a lot of Omegas there. It must've been full of pheromones, so I must have picked up the scent."

Josh smiled as if hoping Chase would believe him. Chase stared at him quietly. There was no outright suspicion, but he was still unsettled. Josh had poured out so much pheromone before—there was no way it would only leave a faint scent.

Chase suddenly remembered a woman who had spilled pheromones on him at a party. The idea that Joshua could be an Omega was absurd. He let go of Josh.

"Come back."

"Okay."

Josh spoke lightly, quickly dressed, and walked out of the bedroom. This time, he didn't stroke or kiss Chase's head. Left alone, Chase began cutting the now-cold steak into pieces and put it in his mouth. Strangely, it had no taste.

Joshua can't be an Omega.

That was obvious. It was more rational to assume that being surrounded by pheromones had made his head foggy.

But if Josh kept absorbing pheromones like this… Chase suddenly stopped eating. A terrifying thought crossed his mind—could Josh mutate?

Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine. If Josh changed into an Omega because of him… would Joshua hate him?

Chase's eyes grew distant as he took a shaky breath, trying to calm himself.

It will never happen, he whispered to himself over and over. It will never happen.

Mutation isn't that easy.

Haha. Haha.

Once his breath finally steadied and he regained some composure, he faintly heard the sound of the trailer door opening.

"Joshua?"

Chase lifted his pale face toward the door. Soon, Josh would appear. He would reassure him. Not with pheromones, but with his own natural scent. Today, he would hold him tight and fall asleep…

Chase's face gradually brightened in proportion to the approaching footsteps. He was smiling brightly as the person finally stepped into the bedroom. However, just as he was about to hug Josh, his smile stiffened.

Without hesitation, the man who entered the bedroom spoke with a grin as bright as Chase's.

"Hey, Chase, you're doing well, my dear brother."

Chase muttered with a face that wasn't happy at all.

"Grayson."

That was the end. He couldn't say anything more—he could only stare at him.

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