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   Yoo Joonghyuk had no clue what had possessed him to act so irrationally as to buy a random person at an auction but it was far too late for him to turn back now. His finance manager was sure to scold him about the money now missing in his bank account later but he could care less about such an insignificant and trivial matter.

  A man had been glaring at him in the corner for the past hour now and he had no clue on how to coax the frail man out. Nothing stood out about the latter, hell. Yoo Joonghyuk wasn't even sure if the lad had any purpose besides glaring at him. " What do you want." The man finally spoke up, oddly enough his voice was smooth enough to send shivers down Yoo Joonghyuk's spine. "Let me guess, your going to use me as free labor? Or maybe you want to use me as some sort of jester, perhaps you're going to use me as a sex toy to get your noble ass off." The man had a toxic ring to his voice. The kind of ring that only a predator would have as it stared at fresh prey.

 "Fix your tone." Yoo Joonghyuk warned in a low thundering voice. He was hurt, and offended that someone would dare accuse him of such ill intent. "Why? You royal snobs hold your heads up so high all for what, a filthy title you're given at birth? Ha! Your Royal brats are all the same." Scornful words spilled out of the man's mouth carelessly. Each sentence making the vein in Yoo Joonghyuk's head throb with even more irritation. Right then and there Yoo Joonghyuk truly began to realize the burden he had brought on himself.

This was going to be a pain in the ass

  Yoo Joonghyuk tried every trick in the book to get the man to open up. He's spoiled the man rotten. Gave the man space. Tried to bond with the man. Yet he still doesn't even know the bastard's name!

  Everytime he'd try something the only response he'd get was. "I don't need the pity of a noble." Before the man would walk off with that soft yet tough aura of his.

  So eventually Yoo Joonghyuk gave up. All his hoped regarding the man were ended when some high elders approached him about marrying this lady they thought Yoo Joonghyuk would like.

  A beautiful girl with dark hair that flowed down like silky ribbons, framing her face elegantly. To everyone the pair seemed like a perfect match... But the true, love story finally emerges when the man caught sight of Yoo Joonghyuk and the girl I'm the garden.

  Of course Yoo Joonghyuk would have never agreed to going on a pointless stroll with someone he didn't know, but he can't disobey the rules of the elders.

  "Let's cut to the chase." Yoo Joonghyuk finally looked at the woman since their first introduction only then did he bother to acknowledge her unwanted presence. "I don't want to marry you." The woman began he short black hair getting pushed back by the wind ever so slightly. The two stood there like idiots unsure of how to proceed with the awkward situation.

  A rustle came from a nearby bush and suddenly Yoo Joonghyuk's locked eyed with that man. But rather than the usual cold reactions he was used to getting the man seemed... happy? In some odd way.

  For a moment Yoo Joonghyuk had hoped he was the reason the man finally had a hopeful light in his eyes but the truth became clear when the man spoke. "Sooyoung how have you been?" The man's rough voice became calm, and for some reason Yoo Joonghyuk couldn't help but feel a bit irritated by how it had changed when it was directed to the woman rather than him.

  A smirk bloomed on the woman's face and she looked at the man with a set of glimmering eyes. "You've taken in a peasant  your majesty? How generous of you. " The woman said a smirk still on her porcelain face.  Yoo Joonghyuk rolled his eyes and gave a small grunt of acknowledgment, not even bothering to answer verbally. 

  A scoff came from the man as he crossed his arms in disagreement. Yoo Joonghyuk could feel his anger bubble again, but that feeling quickly burst when the woman spoke up. "You know your majesty, the best way to get close to a stray is to let them come to you first." A soft kick from the man instantly came towards the woman's shin, but she only laughed at the action.

  The woman just laughed and laughed, Yoo Joonghyuk could feel his patience wear thin again. Thankfully the woman caught on and excused herself, bidding them goodbye as if she had done everything she had wished to already.

  Later that evening though something new happened. The man had decided to come eat with Yoo Joonghyuk for the first time since his arrival. It wasn't anything eccentric all that had happened was just them eating whatever the kitchen had cooked. The only difference is that this time they did it together. Yoo Joonghyuk finally understood what the girl had ment earlier.

  In the coming days they ate together and even spent a few moments together throughout the day, even if it was simply coming by each other in the massive interior of the castle or seeing each other in the garden. Yoo Joonghyuk finally thought he had made progress, but one thing irked him... he still didn't know the man's name.

  After having had failed several times in the past, Yoo Joonghyuk was hesitant to try again. After all he didn't want to undo anything they had now. But even he had a limit to how patient he could be with someone.

  So as another day went by of sharing no words and only a few moments of the day together Yoo Joonghyuk had made up his mind to find the man's name. He deserved it after all right? He'd been pampering the latter for so long he deserves at least a bit if compensation. Right?

  Yoo Joonghyuk quickly learnt that this was going to be the wrong choice...

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  A freezing chill ran up Yoo Joonghyuk's body when he felt the air graze his sweaty skin. His body felt like it was on fire yet it also felt as if he was being dunked in an ice bath.

  "Y-you... Sunfish bastard." The voice came from under Yoo Joonghyuk. A man dressed in a navy hoodie and sweatpants with his hair pressed against the bed board, as Yoo Joonghyuk pressed against him. 

  It wasn't like the man couldn't push the king to be off. Hell he could probably tell Yoo Joonghyuk to get off and the latter would listen. But of course he didn't. Something inside of him wanted to stick close to this royal. 

  Maybe it was pitty 

  Maybe it was empathy

  or maybe it was attachment 

  Whatever it was Kim Dokja hated how it left an addicting savory taste in his mouth. Hated how it made his normally clouded mind clear. And especially hated how it would cause his heart to thrum an unusual pattern.

  Suddenly Yoo Joonghyuk adjusted his body. His nose pressed close to Kim Dokja's exposed nape. Close to the latter's scent gland. "Bastard snap out of it!" Kim Dokja shouted out when he felt a pair of teeth softly nibble at his skin.

  A quiet growl came from Yoo Joonghyuk as his body got pushed away. "Tsk... You won't say your name or let me smell you..." The words rung with disappointment; and yet, Kim Dokja felt a sense of endearment from how the larger man wanted him.

  Muscular arms wrapped around Kim Dokja's waist. "Please... just give me your name..." Yoo Joonghyuk spoke his voice quiet and desprate. While to Dokja it was quiet amusing to see a man with so much power act so needy for something. 

  The arms around Kim Dokja tightened as if they energy wanted to let the smaller man go. "Your name..." Yoo Joonghyuk asked, even though it sounded more like a beg. A moment of silence passed as Kim Dokja thought about what to do. "...Kim Dokja."

  Yoo Joonghyuk looked up at Kim Dokja wide eyed. His mind raced faster. He did it. He finally did it. He got the man's name.

  "Ki..m Dok..ja...." 

  "Kim... Dokja...."

  "Kim Dokja..." 

  The name repeated like a prayer. As the scent that emanated from Yoo Joonghyuk grew thicker and stronger. A small up turn of Yoo Joonghyuk's lips expressing how happy he was about this accomplishment.

  But before the tender moment could be indulged for any longer, Yoo Joonghyuk burried his face into Kim Dokja's stomach. An icy hot feeling searing into Yoo Joonghyuk's skin. His teeth felt itchy. So itchy...

  Kim Dokja couldn't find anything to say as he watched Yoo Joonghyuk. It wasn't meant to be like this. He didn't imagine it like this. 

  Yoo Joonghyuk had 2 of Kim Dokja's pale fingers in his mouth. His lips covered in a glossy saliva, as he continued to suck and bite at the smaller man's fingers.

  It wasn't ment to be like this.

  He wasn't ment to be accompanying this prince during his pre-rut.

 Yet here he was.

"I thought you were an alpha... But you seem more like an omega right now " Kim Dokja remarked as he felt Yoo Joonghyuk's tounge flatten when he put pressure on it.

  A rough sound of protest came from Yoo Joonghyuk when Kim Dokja suddenly pulled his fingers out of the latter's mouth. A silver string connecting the two before breaking off.

 Yoo Joonghyuk shot a pathetic glare towards Kim Dokja. He bit the corner of his lip, his teeth felt so itchy. So agonizingly itchy. He hated it. He hated how his hot and cold body was so needy.

  Red lips parted revealing gleaming teeth. Teeth that were itching to bite something. Yoo Joonghyuk found it odd how he was acting so... hungry. When he wasn't ment to be in his rut yet. His rut was due in 3 days. Yet his body felt as if he was just movements away from delving into that animalistic instinct.

  "Smell." Yoo Joonghyuk demanded his voice low. But even though he was a dominant Alpha Kim Dokja didn't seem fazed by his order. It's not like the latter was a beta, since Yoo Joonghyuk had smelt his smell before. That fresh, soothing smell. 

  "I'm not your concubine." Kim Dokja said, his voice having a more teasing tone rather than the aggressive one that usually adorn his words. Kim Dokja was about to push Yoo Joonghyuk away when suddenly the larger man moved closer to his face. Closer.

  Too close. 

  Kim Dokja covered the larger man's eyes and practically tackled him. Now he was on top Yoo Joonghyuk, his knee unintentionally pressing on the tent constricted in Yoo Joonghyuk's pants. "Ah..." A nearly mute moan came from Yoo Joonghyuk. The man's already flushed face grew even reder.

  Something glinted in Kim Dokja's eyes when he heard that sound. A sound so foreign yet familiar. While Kim Dokja was too busy analyzing the situation Yoo Joonghyuk had punced on him. 

  The fool had induced the man's rut cycle.

  Yoo Joonghyuk was an Alpha. Having Kim Dokja on him in that position broke the final cord of sanity he had. 

What an Impatient man.

  But a Problem quickly arose. Yoo Joonghyuk could ignore the lack of pheromones from Kim Dokja, he didn't mind if the latter refused to scent him. What he wasn't prepared for was the latter once again shoving him down onto the bed this time pinning his arms above his head.

  " Like hell I'd give my ass to someone." Kim Dokja growled between his teeth. His eyes darkened something hidden in them. Something that made Yoo Joonghyuk want to freeze; not out of fear, but out of admiration with how good Kim Dokja looked above him.

  Then he smelt it. That amazing refreshing scent. It was like entering a bookshop, with a garden. A fresh comforting scent that grounded made Yoo Joonghyuk want to embrace Kim Dokja.

  A smirk danced on Kim Dokja's face as he tightened his grip on Yoo Joonghyuk's wrists. "Get a different fuck doll." Kim Dokja said as if he hadn't already calculated and evaluated the whole situation.

   Yoo Joonghyuk felt his body tense up. Was Kim Dokja thinking about leaving him? His heart stopped for a moment as that idea made his mind go crazy. Eventually Yoo Joonghyuk opened his mouth.

  "That's... not the only way to pass... a rut."