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From the skin moist with sweat emanated a familiar scent. The blurred aroma of tobacco and a distinctive intense perfume, the damp smell of cologne, the subtle sweetness permeated with the scent of sex. This rich fragrance was not only embedded in the skin but also intensely infused in the hair, nails, and even the sheets and pillow covers they lay on.
Lee Young-jin pressed his nose to the edge of the pillow cover to smell it.
His limbs felt like they were melting away, and his entire body was languidly stretched out.
His head was foggy.
Something warm touched the back of his head. It was lips. Those lips wandered through his hair, eventually kissing the exposed nape of his neck.
Lee Young-jin’s body tensed up.
Large hands began to touch his body. The sweat-soaked skin adhered to the firm palms, moving slowly. They caressed his abdomen, millimeter by millimeter, and squeezed the lightly fleshed chest.
“Mmm…”
Lee Young-jin breathed out softly, wriggling his body.
A strange feeling surged up from inside his belly.
His body still felt numb, especially the inside of his buttocks and the area below his abdomen.
His eyelids were heavy. Inside them, a pale light flickered. Sweat formed again through his pores. His body soaked in languor, and the top of his foot arched.
Soft lips pressed against his cheek. After several lingering travels across his cheek and eye area, the lips met.
“Ah…”
Lee Young-jin finally opened his mouth.
Tongues entangled recklessly. They separated several times only to cling again. Later, when the lips parted, the tongue would protrude sharply, begging for more kisses.
Laughter was heard.
At the same time, a hand with veins bulging violently pulled the blanket up over their heads. Darkness descended. Lee Young-jin’s eyes snapped open. Inside the heavy feather blanket, a sticky scent as if filled with honey deeply stimulated the inside of his nostrils, making the cerebrospinal fluid inside his skull slosh around as if intoxicated by the sweetness.
“Ha…”
Lee Young-jin flailed his limbs. Seo Seung-hyun, who firmly grasped his limbs, pressed down on him and sucked on his skin with his lips.
Breathing was difficult.
With each breath, instead of air, honey and alcohol flowed in, filling his lungs.
Seo Seung-hyun licked his cheeks and under his jaw as if caressing them. His tongue pressed into the hollow between the collarbones. The plump nipples were sucked into his mouth. Lee Young-jin’s face turned red. With each moist breath expelled, the inside of the blanket became hotter. The alpha, intoxicated with pheromones, sucked fiercely on the nipples. He sucked on one side until it bruised while caressing and teasing the other with his fingertips.
The soles of his feet slid on the sheet, and his toes twitched. His body twisted and his buttocks twitched.
“Ah, ah, hah, ugh, ah…”
With a cry, Lee Young-jin groped Seo Seung-hyun’s chest. Seo Seung-hyun breathed roughly.
“Suck more?”
A hoarse, languid voice asked.
Lee Young-jin shook his head.
Seo Seung-hyun’s eyes narrowed, and an abnormally sweet smile appeared. He licked down from Lee Young-jin’s chest with his lips and tongue.
“So, where should I suck?”
The alpha lasciviously sucked on the skin.
“Like yesterday, shall I lick your pussy? Huh?”
Shock made Lee Young-jin’s lips twitch. His face blushed red, and his body felt like it would burst with heat. His lips quivered, and a trembling voice barely came out.
“No, no, you don’t have to, to do it.”
Lee Young-jin shook his head repeatedly, frightened that Seo Seung-hyun would again shamelessly lick inside his buttocks like the night before. “Ha ha!” A loud laugh erupted. Laughing, Seo Seung-hyun hugged his flailing body with both arms, burying his face in his sweaty lower abdomen, roughly rubbing his nose around the navel, smelling it. His lips moved lower. In a few seconds, Lee Young-jin let out a desperate cry, seemingly out of breath.
The blanket rustled.
“Ha, ha.”
After a while, Seo Seung-hyun lifted his head, breathing heavily. His chest and back heaved roughly. The blanket slipped off the black hair on his head, flowing down his back. From the sharp bridge of his nose to his lips and chin, everything was wet with love juices.
Below, Lee Young-jin lay spread-eagled with his legs apart, breathing shallowly with unfocused eyes. The space between his spread legs was damp. His eyes wandered aimlessly, not focusing on anything.
Seo Seung-hyun caressed his cheek with the back of his hand, glancing sideways at the bedside. The digital clock on the table had just changed the hour.
“Ha…”
His sweaty chest heaved.
Seo Seung-hyun, looking anxious, pressed his body against Lee Young-jin again. Wet lips kissed the loosely opened eyelids and the corners of the eyes several times, then crushed against the eyebrows.
“Don’t go out today.”
Instead of an answer, only panting breaths returned.
Seo Seung-hyun, undeterred, rubbed his lips against Lee Young-jin’s face, whispering.
“Don’t work, just rest. Stay still in bed without moving.”
“Uh, um…”
A barely audible answer came back.
As Lee Young-jin managed a response, Seo Seung-hyun, as if praising him, gently tapped his cheek with his index finger, gazing down at him with eyes shimmering with sweetness, as if about to overflow. The mere sight was enough to make one’s face flush with a deeply affectionate expression.
“Once this job is over, I’ll take a vacation around this week.”
Seo Seung-hyun spoke again.
“Is there somewhere you want to go?”
“Me?”
“Yes.”
“I, I don’t know.”
Lee Young-jin muttered, perplexed.
Seo Seung-hyun smiled slightly.
Due to the blackout curtains, the bedroom was still dark, and the dim light streaming from the bedside lamp cast a magenta shadow on the opposite side of his chiseled face. Perhaps because of this, his face seemed as gentle as the sunset.
Lee Young-jin gazed up at him dazedly.
Seo Seung-hyun’s fingers stroked the corners of his eyes.
“Think about it.”
He got up. The blanket fell from his solid shoulders. The overlapping legs separated, filling the space between with a chill.
Lee Young-jin blankly watched his broad back heading towards the bathroom. The wide shoulder blades, the long and distinctly carved spine to the tailbone like a deep canyon, the movement of muscles and tendons rippling elastically as he walked.
Lee Young-jin wandered in his thoughts, listening to the faint sound of the shower. Seo Seung-hyun’s kind face. Sweet smiling eyes. Soft bass voice. Those were the things.
Seo Seung-hyun, perfectly dressed in a suit, came out of the dressing room. He approached the bed, adjusting the cufflinks on his sleeve with a tie over one arm, and bent deeply to look down at Lee Young-jin.
“I’ve asked them to bring your meal here later, so eat it then.”
“Okay.”
“Call me if anything comes up. Talk to Yang Ye-ri if you need anything.”
“Okay.”
As Lee Young-jin obediently answered, Seo Seung-hyun’s eyes narrowed, filled with laughter. Lee Young-jin quietly watched his smile and then suddenly spoke up.
“Gyeongju.”
“Hmm?”
Seo Seung-hyun paused while straightening up.
Lee Young-jin repeated.
“I want to go to Gyeongju…”
“You’ve never been?”
At that question, Lee Young-jin shook his head.
In truth, he had never thought about wanting to go somewhere or wanting to take a vacation, so Seo Seung-hyun’s question was unfamiliar. It was just that he remembered feeling quite envious for a long time upon hearing that his high school classmates, whom he had to leave after a year, had gone on a school trip to Gyeongju.
Seo Seung-hyun chuckled softly. He wrapped the tie around his neck, bending down again to press his lips firmly to Lee Young-jin’s crown. At that unexpected kiss, Lee Young-jin stiffened, and then a knock tore through the tender silence. Ignoring it, their lips met again.
“Mmm…”
Lee Young-jin moaned lowly, losing himself in the kiss.
The knocking repeated.
Seo Seung-hyun got up.
That separation brought a strange sense of loss. Lee Young-jin looked up at him with dull eyes. His dark eyes gradually moistened. Seo Seung-hyun smiled bitterly.
“I’ll be back in the evening.”
Then he turned around.
The door opened.
Through the briefly exposed door crack, Jang Young-hee stood like a statue.
“It seems necessary to check the SIP once more. It appears they are attempting to make contact with another party.”
“I figured as much,”
Seo Seung-hyun responded calmly.
“Keep having the guy we put there report back. Who are they trying to contact?”
“A local Chinese community.”
“Ha, stupid as ever. Good. Let’s talk more on the way.”
The door closed.
Lee Young-jin blankly stared at the ceiling.
Why does Seo Seung-hyun treat him kindly?
The answer came quickly.
The request from Lee Young-jin to share the warmth of the bed, and his response that it was not a transaction but a request between lovers, hence he would treat it as such.
Water slowly filled up on the dark ceiling. He blinked once, opening and closing his eyelids. Water rolled down his cheeks.
Lee Young-jin cried a little, burying his nose in the pillow cover under the blanket.
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