“Listen, Duke. I worked as an assistant to the harbor administrator in Galen. My job ranged from checking the pirate lists of imported goods brought onto the ships to handling disputes between the captain and navigators, from major tasks operating the cargo warehouse to minor ones.”
“What does that have to do with me?”
“I met a lot of people there. From those with skin whiter than snow to black-skinned individuals. People who didn’t wear clothes at all to those who covered themselves from head to toe. Among them was someone who came from the eastern end of the continent, and he said people from the eastern countries, when they’re sick, instead of cutting open their bodies like us to let out blood or perform surgery, they insert thin needles into their hands to treat them.”
“…Thin needles?”
“Yes, like strands of hair woven together.”
Niall continued his story, constantly caressing and stroking Duke’s hand without pause. Duke, who had escaped the threat of being touched inappropriately, was desensitized to the level of stimulation of his hand being touched.
“When I asked what the relevance of poking fingers with needles was to having sore knees, the person looked at me as if I were ignorant and said that when God created humans, he miniaturized the human body on the palm of his hand so that when it’s spread out, it can be read like a map.”
Niall’s voice lowered as if telling a secret.
“Since all parts of the body are in this palm, when people there have eye pain, they press here.”
Niall pressed Duke’s middle finger firmly.
“When their legs hurt, they press here, and when their heads hurt, they press here. And also here and here.”
Niall’s finger pressed various parts of Duke’s palm.
“He said stimulating by touching. He said those points are where the hand is connected to the body.”
Niall’s voice was intimate, and the tension filling the room seemed completely unnoticed. Niall held Duke’s hand and pressed a few more spots of blood flow before saying.
“And this is where the heart is.”
Niall pressed the point where the fingers and palm connected. Before he knew it, Duke took his hand off the armrest and placed Niall’s hand on top of his own, side by side. Niall overlapped his hand with Duke’s, and smiled widely.
“See? Our hearts are beating together.”
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“Duke, I don’t want to force anything.”
Since the age of fourteen, Niall had hidden the fact that he was an Omega. The gender of Omega was just another shackle. If he could choose, he wanted to be a Beta. Being an Alpha was also fine. Alphas were much superior to Omegas. He thought there was no harm as long as he wasn’t zealous.
But the man trembling in the chair, enduring the touch of an Omega, didn’t look like a blessed Alpha at all. Even among Alphas, he didn’t look as noble as an Alpha should be. He was just struggling like an Omega, tied to the shackles of gender.
“Touching you against your will would be harassment. There’s no feeling behind it.”
Other Omegas Duke had met so far would have done that. They would have touched Duke forcibly and tried to induce an erection forcibly.
Niall didn’t want that. Just because you forced someone afraid of snakes to touch a snake doesn’t mean they’ll start loving snakes. Hearts cannot be forced. Niall didn’t want to become a snake.
Niall lifted Duke’s hand, intertwined like a flower bud, and brought it to his cheek. Just as Duke’s nerves were about to become sensitive again, Niall pressed his cheek against the back of Duke’s hand, closed his eyes, and murmured as he gently kissed the back of the hand.
“Oh, it’s warm.”
Niall smiled as he gently touched Duke’s hand with harmless and kind skin. As the sensitive tension trying to rise subsided, Duke hunched his shoulders. The cheek pressed against the back of his hand was so smooth and warm that it felt strange.
“If I can’t touch it, Duke, please touch me instead.”
The fingers, entwined like a body, slipped smoothly between Duke’s fingers. But they didn’t completely untangle, and with flexible movements, they turned back and placed Duke’s hand forward this time.
Niall brought that palm to his cheek and let it touch. Duke’s pupils widened.
“Duke, I want to be touched.”
It’s not scary at all, right? Niall whispered softly as he pressed his cheek against Duke’s palm. He repeated it several times, like a lazy cat stubbornly insisting.
“Haa.”
Niall’s sigh lingered on Duke’s palm. Now Niall wasn’t holding Duke’s hand anymore. Yet Duke’s hand was still touching Niall’s cheek, and his fingers hesitated, then slowly moved sideways to touch the tip of his nose. Niall closed his eyes and obediently waited to be touched.
The finger that slid down to the tip of the nose hesitated for a moment before touching the cheek again. And then it drew a very small circle. When Niall giggled because it tickled, Duke’s hand paused for a moment before moving again.
The long fingers of Niall stealthily roamed over his face. From cheek to forehead, then to the tip of his nose, and finally to his lips. And Duke remained still for a very long time with his lips.
“Duke.”
Niall opened his eyes. As his breath flowed between his lips, Duke, like someone who had touched something terrifying, curled his fingers. Niall grabbed those fingers and pulled them gently with very little force.
At first, Duke resisted being pulled, but then he relented. The space between the two narrowed, and their breaths mingled. From that distance, Niall could see how long and beautifully Duke’s eyelashes were curled.
‘Ah, beautiful.’
Suddenly, Niall’s mouth went dry, and he swallowed.
‘I want to kiss.’
Did a person really need to be this beautiful? Wasn’t it too beautiful to be a man’s, an Alpha’s face?
Duke, who inherited the blood of ancient heroes, bore the innocence of a horn protruding like a unicorn, as if an evil demon had descended to corrupt the hero. So, who could resist? Who could not desire? Niall’s heart trembled at Duke’s beauty.
“Is there anywhere else you want to touch more?”
As Niall asked, Duke’s gaze, which had been absent-mindedly tracing his lips, automatically lowered. Niall’s gaze followed. Duke belatedly regained his senses and pretended not to see, but it was too late.
“Here? Do you want to touch here?”
Niall asked gently. Duke blinked his eyes. Unable to answer, unable to say no, he simply blinked his eyes.
Niall’s hand undid the buttons of the shirt. As the shirt slowly opened, Niall grabbed one side and pulled it aside, revealing his arms and shoulders. With the shirt excessively skewed, it leaned further until finally exposing the nipple. Seeing that, Duke bit his lower lip until it turned white.
“Touch it.”
Niall murmured. Duke raised his blurry eyes to meet Niall’s gaze. Niall gently stroked Duke’s back of the hand and tilted his head. Without ever touching. But from a very close distance. In a low voice that only Duke could hear, Niall said,
“I want to be touched.”
The azure irises shook mercilessly. Niall smiled as he met those eyes up close. One nipple was completely exposed. Niall was keenly aware that Duke was fixated on his nipple.
Duke’s trembling hand moved downwards. Niall leaned forward, extending his chest, thinking Duke would touch his nipple soon.
Then something unexpected happened. Duke got off the chair and clung to Niall’s nipple.
Huh?
Niall paused for a moment, unable to understand the situation. Duke’s head… his blue and shining hair.
It was moving up and down from under Niall’s chin.
“Uh, huh?”
There was a sucking sound. Duke was sucking Niall’s nipple. Niall pushed Duke’s head away without realizing it, then, due to the stronger force of Duke’s rapid sucking, he was startled. As his body leaned back, Duke grabbed Niall’s arm. Gripped too tightly, Niall felt pain.
“Ah, Duke… sir.”
There was an unconscious sucking sound. Duke, who was stuck to Niall’s chest, continued to suck on the nipple without a break. His hands naturally touched Niall’s chest, and only then did Duke remember that Niall had another nipple hidden under his clothes, reaching in between the clothes to touch the other nipple.
“Ah…”
Niall let out a sweet moan without realizing it. Duke was chewing on the nipple with his lips. Duke, who didn’t have the memory of the most severe pheromone shock, didn’t know he had ever sucked Niall’s nipple before.
Niall jerked his head back and took a deep breath. Duke continued to suck on the nipple, chewing on it. Whether Duke remembered or not, the result was the same. Once Niall’s nipple was sucked, he couldn’t exert any strength. If Duke sucked on that place… licked it… Niall was like a weak and young animal caught by its predator. Even resistance was just feeble struggling.
