“Of course. We’ve been in this business for a few years. I wouldn’t underestimate your character. But this time, your temper is rather endearing.”
The glass slipped from Seo Seung-hyun’s hand and rolled across the floor.
“Did you try to record me? Why is everyone so interested in my sex life these days…?”
“Humph. Who would bother with such a cheap trick! I tried to squeeze your semen and freeze it.”
“My sperm is expensive. You wouldn’t be able to afford it.”
“What about the drugs?”
In response to the question, Seo Seung-hyun simply smiled and lightly patted President Yang’s cheek with his palm. It was a brief touch.
The drug wouldn’t work on him in the first place, as his pheromone sensitivity receptors weren’t developed.
Instead of providing a detailed explanation, he answered with a brief smile.
“My body doesn’t respond to drugs.”
He stood up again and looked back. Only now could Lee Young-jin see his eyes. The dim light filtering through the crystal chandelier reflected in his irises, making them shine in a very faint gray. Seo Seung-hyun’s lips slowly curved upward.
“But I’ll graciously accept the gift.”
His arm moved slowly around Lee Young-jin’s waist. His large, firm hand gently caressed his back through the thin silk. Lee Young-jin involuntarily shivered. Seo Seung-hyun pulled him close. It was as if his body was drawn towards him, like being pulled by a thread.
Seo Seung-hyun, his arm wrapped around Lee Young-jin’s waist, took confident strides as they walked away.
Their descent down the stairs was swift.
Lee Young-jin made an effort to keep up with the pace.
“Young-hee sent you?” Seo Seung-hyun asked.
“Yeah…”
“What a pointless thing to do.”
“I’m, I’m sorry.”
“Never mind. I saw some good stuff.”
Seo Seung-hyun’s gaze roamed over Lee Young-jin, and then his hand followed suit. His thumb lightly pressed against Lee Young-jin’s quivering lower lip, smudging the crimson lipstick onto his fingertip, spreading it slightly beyond the lips. The tips of his long eyelashes curved gracefully as a subtle, mischievous smile played on his lips.
“Who did this?” Seo Seung-hyun inquired.
“I… did,” Lee Young-jin replied.
“You did?”
With a low chuckle and a gaze that delved deeply, Seo Seung-hyun’s eyes paused at the exposed part of Lee Young-jin’s left thigh, where the slit in the thin silk dress revealed the leg. A fleeting smile graced Seo Seung-hyun’s lips. The hand that held Lee Young-jin’s waist tugged at the black strap that had been intricately tied in knots. As the knots were unraveled, the pearl-adorned section slid against the small of Lee Young-jin’s back with a sensuous friction.
“Ah…!” Lee Young-jin’s knees quivered.
“Where did you get this?” Seo Seung-hyun asked.
“I… I was trying to change into it, to come in…”
“You dressed in this yourself?”
Lee Young-jin’s face flushed, and he managed to nod slowly.
At that moment, someone tried to speak to them. They were so drunk that it was unclear what language they were using, as their words were slurred. Seo Seung-hyun held onto Lee Young-jin and quickly changed direction, walking faster. As their pace increased, the strap pressed even harder against the space between his buttocks. The air was filled with a mixture of body heat, alcohol-laden carbon dioxide, neon-colored dry ice, various lasers, an array of perfumes, and pheromones, making it humid and sticky. Lee Young-jin could barely walk properly. His knees were wobbly, and he felt like he was about to collapse. If it weren’t for Seo Seung-hyun’s arm holding him up, he might have just sat down right there.
The sticky music sounds faded into the distance.
Suddenly, their footsteps came to a halt.
Lee Young-jin’s feet and knees trembled. He clung to Seo Seung-hyun’s body. His entire body was flushed. Sweat glistened on his exposed neck and thighs. His breathing was heavy, as if he had just sprinted, and sticky sweat trickled down his back. His lips were swollen from being bitten repeatedly, and his eyes were watery.
Seo Seung-hyun looked down at him.
His lips were crooked.
Lee Young-jin struggled to lift his head and gaze at him. His vision swayed as if submerged in water. His shoulders rose and fell dramatically, and his chest heaved.
“Like this…”
Seo Seung-hyun mumbled with a youthful hint of amusement in his voice.
“I guess you can’t walk like this anymore.”
“Eugh…”
Lee Young-jin made a sound resembling a whimper, lowering his head. He felt like he might explode from the embarrassment. He had come to help, especially after Jang Young-hee suggested that he should assist him, but instead of being helpful…
“No, I can still walk.”
Lee Young-jin whispered, his breaths labored.
“Really?” Seo Seung-hyun inquired, his voice laced with doubt as he let go of Lee Young-jin’s body. At that moment, Lee Young-jin almost collapsed right where he stood, struggling to maintain his balance.
Seo Seung-hyun lowered his head to gaze at Lee Young-jin, and the corners of his mouth turned upwards ever so slightly.
His hand moved slowly, reaching out. His large hand, nearly devoid of body heat, slipped through the gap in Lee Young-jin’s clothing, grasping the exposed thigh. His fingers ventured between the fabric and the strap, catching onto the delicate tie that rested perilously on Lee Young-jin’s hip.
“Ah…”
Lee Young-jin unconsciously stretched out both hands and grabbed his forearms. At the same time, the fingers pulled hard on the string.
“Ah!”
His knees buckled violently. The thick pearls penetrated between the buttocks and strongly tightened the space between the scrotum and the perineum. Lee Young-jin’s grip on Seo Seung-hyun’s forearm tightened. Bright blue tendons appeared on the back of his white hand. Sweat welled up the back of his neck.
His face was hot. Below his navel, and somewhere inside his body too. His knees came together of their own accord and his legs trembled.
Seo Seung-hyun put more pressure on his hands. The straps pressed down on him until it hurt. Lee Young-jin, unable to control his body, collapsed onto his chest. He could feel his ribcage bulging inside the tightly pulled vest and shirt.
“I’ll take it off.”
He lowered his head, almost touching Lee Young-jin’s ear with his lips, and whispered.
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