Not Until...

Hunger... strike?

It’s the same day on Alom’s house. As usual, Wonho cooks enough food for them while Hyungwon wakes up late noon. After cooking, he carefully walks to their room, scared of waking him involuntarily with the sound of his big feet, though Hyungwon is a heavy sleeper. As he reached their bed, he slowly pulled out the silk sheet that covered Hyungwon while softly patting his shoulder and leaning to kiss him on earlobe down to his long, attractive neck.

Hyungwon tossed and parted his plump lips, releasing a soft moan, “Dad, don’t. I’m still sleepy.”

Wonho smirks as he jaunted on Hyungwon’s body and whispers, “Food is ready. Let’s eat, good boy.”

Hyungwon frozed as he saw his big man on top of him, enough friction between their thighs wherein one move could made them both hard and wanting, exchanging hot breaths while Wonho supports his whole body with his muscled arms before it weakens caused by his desires and enticement on Hyungwon.

Hyungwon hesitantly said, “No. I don’t want what you cooked today. I want something.”

Wonho frowned, thinking his efforts were wasted and moved his body on the side of bed, sitting “Then if you don’t want to, I’ll just eat alone instead. You don’t need to get yourself up now. Do what you want, I’ll not respond on your hunger strike later.”

Tantrums by the big man and walked out of the room, Hyungwon doesn’t want to be mean. He teased him because he felt earlier that he was once again tempted. Wanted him at this late hot afternoon. Unknowingly, he hurt him easier with his naughty idea. Hyungwon hurriedly got up and ran towards Wonho, who was about to reach the kitchen.

He used his skinny, long body to block the countertop, “Are you mad? I’m just kidding, dad. Of course, I love what you cooked.”

Wonho looked with dark gazed, “So why do you need to say that if you do oppositely? Do you, by any chance, know that you hurt me by kicking my efforts out? I prepared som—”

Hyungwon rush his lips to Wonho’s to shut his tantrums, he grabbed his neck hard enough to press the Alpha’s soft and naughty lips while his other hand roaming around his chest down to stomach and semi-hardened groin.

Wonho curled a bit and pushed him “So what was that for? You’re sorry? Well, you can’t lure me with that move. Remember, I’m an Alpha, and you’re just an Omega.”