All Chapters of You’re Courting Me?! (MxM): Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

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121|| Miyamura Proposed?

“I was right, it really does suit you”. Raven clasps the bracelet around my wrist with a click. It’s pretty— way too pretty. And very expensive. I was there when the manager handed the VIP catalogue to Raven, and I managed to sneak a peek at it. The number of zeros on the price list left me dazed for a while. I only snapped out of it when we left the store. I could sell this bracelet and buy myself a house in the heart of the upper districts, where only high-class people live. I literally have my ticket out of poverty hooked around my wrist, and yet, I can’t sell it. I wouldn’t even dare to sell it, not because it’s the only one of its kind, but because it was specially ordered and re-crafted by Aronohai Raven. How would I explain myself when he finds out that the custom-ordered bracelet that he gifted to me was found on the market? It’d honestly be better to live as I am now. It’s not like I’m suffering from abject poverty or malnutrition anymore. “It’s beautifu

122|| Your Reason?

The moment Miyamura steps into the hall, he is accosted by a seething Sorahiko and dragged to stand beside him. “You left me alone with your father”. Sorahiko hisses. “He did seem to like you, so…?”. In this moment, Miyamura finds out that he likes the sound of Sorahiko hissing at him. It’s like music to his ears. “You left me alone with your father”. He bites out through gritted teeth. “Alone with him”. Miyamura smiles cordially at a passing guest— he keeps his eyes on his parents as they give their welcoming address, but his body is angled so his hearing stays fixed on Sorahiko. “Did he pester you to do anything?”. He murmurs softly, to keep their conversation from being overheard. “…No”. Miyamura quirks a brow in amusement. “So what’s got your panties in a twist?”. He curves an arm around Sorahiko’s waist, pulling him closer to himself and away from the mingling guests. Sorahiko tries to shrug his arm off his waist— his attempts end up being useless. Miyamura’s

123|| A Slow Realization

He left…just like that. He said his piece and walked away. I couldn’t even get a word in. ‘So until you let me know why exactly you’d want to do this with me, there will be nothing of that nature happening between us’. Like, what the fuck does that even mean? When did he start speaking in riddles?. “You look like you made out with a lemon”. “Shut it”. Saeko settles down on the seat beside me. “Does he taste sour or something?”. “Who?”. “Who else but Mr Aronohai?”. She gives me a questioning look. “Did you lose your mind on the way here?”. “I was trying to crack a joke”. She glances away from me sulkily. “Stick to supervising”. “You really are such an asshole, Sorahiko”. She hisses. “I only came here to check up on you because you’ve been glaring at this table for the past ten minutes”. “So what you’re saying is that you’ve been standing there and watching me think for the past ten minutes?”. I need to clear this up with Miyamura. But, I don’t kno

124|| Morality Is A Scam

I could say nothing and watch Sorahiko go along with my whims, or I could say something and destroy the ‘result’ of all my efforts to seduce him. My choice is obvious— no matter how much I regret it. It would be a shame to see an omega as special as Sorahiko turned into a bedmate against his wishes…no matter how much I want to touch him. I have to give him an out…even if I don’t want to. Morality is such a bloody scam. “If you keep looking like that, the guests are going to think you hate them”. Those familiar frosty pheromones belie his presence. “It’s not as if I like any of them in the first place…Father”. I do not want to speak to Father right now. “Wipe that look off your face”. He crosses his arms as he steps into the alcove beside me. “Staying in the shadows doesn’t help if everyone within a two-mile radius can instinctively feel your displeasure”. “Well that’s not something I can help. Besides, it’s not like I’m releasing pheromones”. Where the hell is Sora

125|| Is It Wrong To Want

“So, what’s your reason?”. Sorahiko fiddles with his fingers as his gaze shifts nervously from side to side. Miyamura finds it adorable. He wants to eat him. “Can’t we move a bit further down…?”. Sorahiko mutters quietly, his stomach twisting into a knot of anxiety. “We’re already so far away from the glasshouse that I can’t even see the lights of the party. How much farther do you want to go?”. Miyamura replies dryly. Sorahiko stiffens. He stares silently at his hands. “Okay…I understand”. He stays quiet for another long moment. The silence tests Miyamura’s patience. He decides to cut right to the heart of the matter and get it over with. “Look Sorahiko, if you don’t have anything to say, then don’t force yourself, it’s not as serious as you think it— ”. But clearly, it’s the wrong thing to say. “You keep saying that”. Sorahiko looks up at him. Something in those brown eyes burns hot. “You keep talking about forcing me, and me pleasing you like that’s all that t

126|| A Despicable Pervert

“Y-You! You’re a pervert”. “I agree”. “Y-You’re despicable!”. “That is also true”. “What the hell is your problem?”. “My problem…?”. Miyamura pulls him closer, lips curved into an alluring grin. “My problem is that I’m practically starving right now, and the meal I want to eat the most thinks he’s not delicious enough for me”. “I’m not food— ”. Sorahiko’s mouth says before his brain can properly process the words. But in the face of Miyamura’s fanged grin, he finds himself reconstructing his statement. “I-You can’t think of me as food, Miyamura”. “Hmmm. Maybe you’re right…?”. His smile widens. “But it doesn’t change the fact that I desire you”. He enjoys having a good view of the sight of Sorahiko flushing in embarrassment. “I-I know why you desire me— ”. “I really don’t know how you’ll take this, but my instincts can’t force me to sleep with a person I’m not attracted to”. He’s going to take a page from Misa’s book and be as direct as possible. He trails

127|| I Want More

I don’t know what to do. Oh god. I. Do. Not. Know. What. To. Do. Sex— how exactly does it happen? Not that I don’t know the mechanics of the act, I just don’t know how to go about it…Do I just spread my legs? Or do I take the initiative and do something?. Oh my god. I really don’t know what to do. I’m about to sleep with Miyamura— fucking Aronohai Miyamura. I can’t tell if my gut is twisting from fear or nervousness. Honestly, it could be both. “Are you nervous?”. Why is he locking the door? Must the door be locked?. “You smell nervous”. He does that head-tilt thing again. I know he’s scenting the air to determine my mood…and that scares me. Because I’m freaking out. I’m freaking out badly. The me of five months ago would’ve jumped off a cliff if he ever saw this coming. I’m about to sleep with Miyamura. Oh God. I have no idea what I’m doing. Someone, please help me. “Are you…scared?”. No seriously, why did he lock the door?— that makes things even wor

128|| No Begging In My Bed

Aronohai Miyamura is done playing the gentleman. Sorahiko has given him his explicit consent through his words and his actions, so he’s not going to question him again. All he needs to do is watch his strength. And control the intensity of his actions. He has to remember to be as gentle as possible. Not just because Sorahiko is a virgin, but because he himself is too eager. And too much excitement can cause him to make mistakes— the last thing he wants to do is turn Sorahiko’s first time into a nightmare. Not when he knows he can control himself. __________ He unbuttons Sorahiko’s dress shirt with frightening precision. As the unbuttoned shirt gives way to pale, smooth skin, his gaze turns even more intense. “Do you know?…”. He murmurs softly, his fingers don’t stop moving. “Male omegas have very different biology, compared to their female counterparts”. “Didn’t you know this— ”. Sorahiko stops speaking abruptly— his breath catches in his throat as Miyamura’s fi

129|| It’s Normal-Sized

Without the slightest hint of discomfort, Miyamura pulls off his pants. He stands at the edge of the bed, leaning over Sorahiko with a smug smirk. “Are you going to keep your eyes shut the entire time?”. He asks lightly, tapping Sorahiko’s calf in a teasing manner. The moment Miyamura’s hands had moved to unbuckle his belt, Sorahiko squeezed his eyes shut and tightened his hold on the bedsheets as if they were the only thing anchoring him to reality. “Sorahiko?”. No answer. “I can understand you being terribly shy, after all, it is your first time, but…”. He exhales, the playfulness in his tone fading. “You’re naked and trembling, and you won’t look at me…that makes me feel like I’m doing something very wrong”. “Honestly Sorahiko, if this isn’t something that you truly want, then we should stop— ”. Sorahiko’s eyes fly open, he sits up abruptly and grabs Miyamura’s arm. “I want it”. For a person who’s shaking like a leaf, his words are surprisingly clear. “Are you

130|| I’m Ready

“No, I can’t”. Sorahiko’s back slams into the headboard as he scrambles away from Miyamura, panic sharp in his voice. “There’s no way that’s going to fit!”. Miyamura glances down at his dick, then back at Sorahiko’s wide-eyed face, and lets out a tired sigh. “You have to be joking, Sorahiko”. He says flatly. “It’s just a dick”. “J-Just a dick?”. He says it with the same disbelief reserved for someone asking if a rattlesnake would somehow not qualify as a snake. “It’s not just a dick, Miyamura”. “Why…thank you”. “I wasn’t complimenting you”. He says dryly. He keeps his eyes on Miyamura’s face, unwilling to let his gaze fall lower. Miyamura’s very prominent member is still proudly on display. “Look Sorahiko, you’re overthinking it”. He reaches out and grabs Sorahiko’s ankle, dragging him down. Miyamura leans over him, keeping him in place with an unnervingly sharp gaze. “I’ve already prepared you for this. Even now, you’re still dripping…”. He makes a point of low

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