The Tyrant's Secret fetish-Chapter 90

Ye Jun

We pulled up to his house and I actually gasped out loud, sitting up straighter in the seat. "Holy shit, Ohm. This is your place? It is huge. Like, bigger than my stepdad’s mansion huge. How the hell do you live here alone? You could fit three families in here and still have room for a bowling alley."

He chuckled, parking in the massive driveway that looked like it belonged on a luxury car commercial. "It is just a house, man. Family money, you know how it is. Come on, do not look so shocked. You are still with the same Ohm. Same teddy bear who punched that creep for you earlier. Nothing has changed."

I swallowed hard as he came around and helped me out of the car, my legs a little wobbly from the drinks and the nerves that were suddenly hitting like a truck. He kept his arm around me the whole way to the door, warm and steady, murmuring stuff like "You okay?" and "We do not have to if you are freaking out." I kept nodding, forcing laughs, but inside I was a mess. My ass still burned from the fresh ink every time my jeans rubbed wrong, Si Woo’s name literally branded on me like a warning label. And now I was about to let Ohm see everything. What the fuck was I going to do when he spotted the tattoo?

The front door clicked open and Ohm flipped on the lights, revealing this massive open space that made my jaw drop all over again. High ceilings, shiny floors, furniture that probably cost more than my entire education. I kicked off my shoes by the door, trying to play it cool even though my heart was racing so fast I thought it might burst out of my chest. "Okay, seriously, how rich are you? My stepdad acts like he owns the world and his place is not even half this size. Do you have a butler or something? A secret movie theater? Tell me there is at least a pool because I need something to distract me from the fact that I just agreed to have sex with my best friend."

Ohm laughed, that deep rumble that always made me feel a little safer, and he tossed his keys on a side table. "No butler, no secret theater, but yeah there is a pool out back. We can check it out later if you want. Right now I just want to make sure you are not about to change your mind and run out the door." He stepped closer, hands gentle on my shoulders, eyes searching my face like he was looking for any sign of doubt. "Ye Jun, if this feels weird, say the word. I will drive you home right now, no questions, no hard feelings. I meant what I said about trusting you, but I do not want to pressure you into anything."

I waved him off, forcing another laugh because if I stopped joking I might actually start crying from how nervous I was. "Pressure? Please. I said yes, did I not? I am not some fragile little thing that is going to back out the second we get inside. Just give me a second to process that my night went from getting drunk to escape my asshole stepbrother to standing in a mansion about to lose my, well, whatever is left of my whatever with you." I poked his chest, trying to keep the energy flowing even as my voice cracked a tiny bit. "And do not think I forgot about that alpha ego thing. You better not be expecting some pro-level performance from me either. I am basically a virgin in the guy department too, remember? So we are both figuring this out together. No judging, no laughing if I do something stupid, deal?"

He nodded quickly, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Deal. No judging. I am probably going to be the one messing up anyway. I have no clue what I am doing here." He took my hand and led me further inside, past the living room with its giant couches and into a hallway that felt endless. Every step made the tattoo on my ass throb a little more, a sharp reminder of Si Woo that I really did not need right now. I tried to ignore it, squeezing Ohm’s hand tighter like that would make the memory disappear.

We ended up in what had to be his bedroom, huge bed in the middle, soft lighting from lamps on the nightstands. It smelled like him, clean and warm, and for a second I just stood there staring at the bed like it was going to bite me. "Wow. This is nice. Really nice. Bigger than my entire room back home. You sure you do not have a harem of omegas hidden in the closets or something? Because this looks like the kind of place where rich guys bring people for, you know, reasons."

Ohm rolled his eyes, but he was smiling as he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me down next to him. "No harem, no hidden anything. Just me, usually playing video games or crashing after work. And now you. If you want to talk more first, we can. Or watch something dumb on TV until the nerves go away. I am not in a rush, Ye Jun. Seriously."

I flopped back on the mattress, staring up at the ceiling because looking at him made everything feel too real. "Talking sounds good. Keeps me from overthinking how bad this could go. Like, what if it hurts? What if I am terrible at it and you decide omegas were right about you needing practice but not with me? Or worse, what if we do it and then everything between us gets awkward and we cannot even hang out anymore without remembering that one time we, you know." I waved my hand vaguely, cheeks burning. "God, I sound like a scared kid. Ignore me. The alcohol is wearing off and now I am just rambling like an idiot."

He lay down beside me, propping himself up on one elbow so he could look at my face. His free hand brushed some hair off my forehead, gentle in a way that made my chest tighten. "You are not an idiot. And it is okay to be nervous. I am nervous too. My hands are literally shaking right now, see?" He held one up to prove it, and yeah, there was a slight tremble there that made me laugh despite everything. "We can go slowly . Start with kissing again if you want. Or just talk about stupid stuff until you feel ready. Tell me more about that run you went on with Si Woo earlier. You seemed pissed when I picked you up."

I groaned, covering my face with my hands because Si Woo was the last person I wanted to think about right now. "Do not even get me started on him. He is such an asshole. Acting all perfect in front of Lisa and my parents, talking about their childhood and the wedding like it is the greatest thing ever. Meanwhile he, never mind. I do not want to ruin the mood by bringing him up. Tonight is about forgetting him, not rehashing his crap." I peeked through my fingers at Ohm, trying to smile. "Besides, you are way better company. At least you do not smirk like you own the world and everyone in it."

Ohm’s expression softened, but there was a flicker of something protective in his eyes that reminded me of the punch he threw at the bar. "If he is giving you that much trouble, you can always crash here more often. My place is big enough. No one would bother you. And I would not mind the company." He paused, then added with a teasing tone, "Plus it would give us more time to practice if you decide you like being my tutor." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

I swatted his arm, laughing again because the humor helped push down the panic that kept bubbling up. "Tutor? Is that what we are calling it now? Fine, student Ohm, lesson one is do not expect me to know any fancy moves. I am winging this just like you." We kept talking like that for a while, back and forth about nothing important, me cracking jokes about his giant house and him teasing me about how I danced like a drunk giraffe earlier. Every laugh made the nerves settle a little, but the second there was a quiet moment, my mind raced back to the tattoo.

What the hell was I going to do? Ohm was going to see it eventually. He would pull my pants down and there it would be, Si Woo’s name in fresh black ink, right above my ass like a permanent fuck you from my stepbrother. I could already picture his face, the confusion, the hurt, maybe even anger. And then what? I would have to explain that my stepbrother had basically branded me while edging me senseless, and that I had let him because I was stupid and addicted to the way he made me feel even when it hurt. No. I could not let that happen. Not tonight. Maybe I could keep my shirt on or something, turn the lights off, distract him with kisses so he would not look too closely. Yeah, that could work. Or maybe I could just own it and say it was a stupid dare or a bet I lost. But Ohm knew me too well. He would see right through any lie I tried to sell.

"Hey, you went quiet," Ohm said, nudging my side gently. "Still with me? If you are having second thoughts, it is fine. We can stop at any point. I promise."

I shook my head, sitting up so I could face him properly. "No second thoughts. I am just thinking too much. That is all. Come here, let us try that kissing thing again before I talk myself into a full panic attack." I grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer, pressing my lips to his in what started as soft but quickly turned needy because kissing him felt safe. It felt like a choice I was making, not something being forced on me like with Si Woo. Ohm kissed back carefully, one hand on my back, the other cupping my cheek like I was something precious. It was so different from the rough, claiming way Si Woo did it that I almost wanted to cry from the relief.