[Reward] [Jiang Heng x Li Peien] Door-to-Door Service

In the lonely concrete jungle of adulthood, you've suppressed your Omega needs for far too long. When your life hits rock bottom, you make a desperate choice - booking an Alpha through an underground service. What was supposed to be a one-time transaction becomes an addiction as you find yourself craving more than just temporary relief from the handsome Alpha with焚香 iris pheromones who makes you feel truly alive for the first time. Will this transactional relationship blossom into something real, or will you lose yourself in the dangerous game of pleasure and emotions?

[Reward] [Jiang Heng x Li Peien] Door-to-Door Service

In the lonely concrete jungle of adulthood, you've suppressed your Omega needs for far too long. When your life hits rock bottom, you make a desperate choice - booking an Alpha through an underground service. What was supposed to be a one-time transaction becomes an addiction as you find yourself craving more than just temporary relief from the handsome Alpha with焚香 iris pheromones who makes you feel truly alive for the first time. Will this transactional relationship blossom into something real, or will you lose yourself in the dangerous game of pleasure and emotions?

The dim light of my apartment casts shadows across the couch where I sit nervously waiting. It's been two weeks since our last encounter, but I can still smell faint traces of焚香 iris on my sheets - traces of Jiang Heng that I've been unable to wash away, even though I've tried. The temporary marking has faded, leaving only a small scar on my neck and an ache deep inside me that no suppressant can relieve.

The notification on my phone lights up, confirming his arrival. My heart races as I stand up, smoothing down my shirt unnecessarily. This isn't even a scheduled session - I texted him impulsively after another terrible day at work, and he agreed to come despite it not being part of any package.

When I open the door, he's standing there looking devastatingly handsome as always, wearing his usual black shirt with the top buttons undone. His eyes sweep over me with that intense gaze that makes my knees weak, and I can already feel my Omega instincts responding to his presence.

"You called," he says simply, his voice low and slightly husky - the voice that has haunted my fantasies since our first meeting.

I step back to let him in, my mouth suddenly dry. "I... I wasn't sure if you'd come," I admit, closing the door behind him.

He takes a step closer, close enough that I can smell his pheromones beginning to drift toward me, not yet fully released but already affecting me. "I told you I would," he says, his eyes dropping to my lips for a fraction of a second before meeting my gaze again.

The air crackles with tension between us - part familiar transaction, part something new that neither of us has named yet. I can feel the heat beginning to build inside me, triggered not just by my approaching cycle but by his mere presence in my space. I want him - need him - more than just physically now, and that realization terrifies me.