Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 454: Hitting on you?

"Noona..."

Brandon murmured the word into her mouth as Dhayun gently sucked on his lower lip.

He was sitting with his back against the headboard, pillows propped behind him and his legs stretched out under the tangled sheets.

Dhayun straddled his lap as her bare breasts pressed softly against his chest with every slow roll of her body.

Their kisses stayed lazy as their tongues brushed in gentle, wet slides.

His hands rested loosely on her waist, stroking the soft skin just above her hip bones in slow circles.

Dhayun broke the kiss first and dipped her head to his neck.

She kissed the pulse point there, then trailed lower.

Her mouth found his collarbone, and she lingered, sucking lightly until a faint red mark bloomed under there.

Brandon tilted his head back against the headboard with a quiet sigh.

She continued downward, kissing the center of his chest and moved to one flat nipple.

Her tongue flicked over it once before she closed her lips around the small peak and sucked gently.

Brandon chuckled, and his hand came up automatically, sliding into her hair as he patted her head affectionately.

She released his nipple with a soft pop, then licked a broad, slow stripe down the center of his chest.

She nuzzled there and then pressed open-mouthed kisses across his pecs. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Brandon’s hand in her hair softened "You’re gonna kill me,"

Dhayun giggled against his chest, then snuggled closer.

She tucked her face into the crook of his neck as her arms slid around his waist, her body melting against his in complete surrender.

Brandon wrapped both arms around her while his hand stroked up and down her bare back in long, comforting sweeps.

He closed his eyes for a moment ’Before finding a way to achieve godhood... I need to find a way to make normal people into awakeners.’

’Awakeners can live a long life than normal people and stay young...’

’Jiyeon...’

He sighed faintly in his heart and hugged her tightly as she nuzzled closer.

Looking down at Dhayun he asked "Ajumma don’t know about other women I am in love with, right?"

She shook her head "No... she doesn’t know about others. I don’t know how to tell her about it."

She lifted her head slightly to look at him "I’ve thought about it a lot," she continued softly.

"I thought... maybe today I’ll say something and maybe I’ll sit her down and explain. But then she looks at us with that big smile, talks about how happy she is that we’re together... and I just... can’t."

"She’s so proud of me, and she thinks you’re the perfect boyfriend. If I tell her there are others... that I share you... that we all live together... I don’t know how she’ll react."

Brandon let out a soft sigh "I know. It’s not simple."

Dhayun bit her lip "She’s traditional in some ways. She raised me alone and worked two jobs to make sure I had everything and always told me to find someone who would put me first."

"She doesn’t understand poly relationships."

She paused, her voice dropping even quieter "I’m scared she’ll think less of me. Or think I’m being used."

Brandon’s arms tightened around her "She knows you and me very well, so she won’t think like that."

Dhayun’s gaze quivered "But how do I even start that conversation?" she whispered.

"Hey eomma, remember how happy you were that I finally have a boyfriend? Well... there are seven of us. And we all sleep in the same bed."

Brandon let out a soft, wry laugh "When we get the opportunity, we’ll tell her."

But suddenly he frowned ’Wait, she raised her alone... that reminds me, where is her father? I have never seen images of her father anywhere.’

’Don’t tell me, did Ajumma also use artificial insemination like Florence?’

’...There is no way.’

He thought of asking Dhayun, but seeing the troubled look on her face, he sighed in his heart ’Now is not the right time to ask. I will ask Ajumma when i have the chance.’

---

The next morning arrived crisp and bright.

Brandon stepped out of the small neighborhood supermarket with a reusable canvas tote slung over one shoulder.

Inside, there were a few things Dhayun’s mother had asked for.

He wore a plain black hoodie, dark jeans, and a baseball cap pulled low.

But the moment he stepped onto the sidewalk, two college girls, stylish in oversized coats, thigh-high boots, and glossy makeup, stopped dead in their tracks.

They were walking arm-in-arm, laughing about something on one of their phones, but the second they saw him, the laughter cut off like someone had hit mute.

"Unnie... look," the shorter one whispered urgently.

The taller one followed her gaze and immediately bit her lip "Oh, isn’t he a hottie?"

"Excuse me, oppa!" the taller one called and stepped right into his path, forcing him to stop.

Her friend flanked her immediately, as both of them tilted their heads in perfect sync.

"You’re really handsome heh..." the shorter one said without hesitation.

"Are you a model? Or an idol trainee?"

Brandon blinked once and offered a polite smile "No. Just shopping."

The taller one giggled and reached out to lightly touch the sleeve of his hoodie.

"But you don’t seem like a normal guy. New to the neighborhood?"

Brandon took a small step back "I’m just here visiting family. Sorry, I need to get back."

The shorter one pouted "Don’t be like that, oppa. We’re not asking for much. Just your number? Or... maybe let us buy you coffee? Our treat."

The taller one leaned in "We’re very generous with men like you. You won’t regret it."

Brandon sighed in his heart "I’m taken. Multiple times over. Thank you for the offer, but no."

The shorter one blinked but then laughed like he’d told a joke "Multiple? Oppa, that’s so cool. Even better. Obviously many women would fight for a pretty guy like you..."

Her friend nodded enthusiastically "Yeah! We’re very open-minded. You must be really good in bed if you have more than one girlfriend."

Brandon kept his polite smile "I said no."

His tone stayed polite, but a faint silver shimmer flickered in his pupils for half a second.

The air around him seemed to thicken just slightly, and both girls faltered instinctively.

The taller one took a small step back first "...Sorry, oppa. We didn’t mean to bother you."

The shorter one nodded quickly "We’ll go. Have a good day."

They turned and hurried away arm-in-arm, casting nervous glances over their shoulders until they rounded the corner.

Brandon exhaled, then adjusted the tote strap on his shoulder and started walking again.

Behind him, the two girls stopped at the corner.

"Did you feel that?" the shorter one whispered.

"Yeah... what the fuck was that?"

They looked at each other "Some women have all the luck."

---

Brandon pushed open the gate to the house and Dhayun was already standing outside on the porch.

She stepped down the two porch steps as he approached, meeting him halfway up the short path.

"What happened? It took longer than expected."

Brandon lifted the tote bag slightly in explanation "Took a while to find everything your mom wanted. And then two girls hit on me outside the store out of nowhere."

Dhayun’s eyes widened for a second and then she burst out laughing "Hahahaha..."

She reached up and pinched his cheek "Anyone would hit on you after looking at this damn face. You’re too pretty for your own good, Baek Taewon."

Brandon rolled his eyes but couldn’t hide the faint smile tugging at his lips.

She stepped closer, and her hand slid down, cupping his crotch through his jeans.

"You didn’t betray me, did you?" she asked in a teasing voice and gave a light, possessive squeeze.

Brandon shook his head helplessly and covered her hand with his own, stopping her from doing anything more out in the open.

"I rejected them."

Dhayun’s grin turned smug, and she gave one last gentle squeeze before letting go.

"Now, that’s my boyfriend. Come on, let’s go eat breakfast."

With a shake of his head, he followed her into the house.