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I bit my lip. Should I just call instead? That way, even if the conversation ran a bit long, it wouldn’t feel strange. But what if there was silence? I could too easily picture myself clutching my phone and just moving my mouth wordlessly.
Should I just ask what he’s doing this weekend first, then explain after? Explanations are naturally long anyway. As long as I’m not rambling nonsense, it might even seem thoughtful. I hesitated, then picked up the phone lying beside me.
[Are you busy tomorrow?]
I stared quietly at the sentence I’d pressed out letter by letter. …Should I just send it? Just send it? I brought my trembling hand over the send button. Ding-dong. Just then, the doorbell rang. I flinched and my shoulders jerked like a kid caught doing something bad.
“Ah….”
And the message sent.
Ding-dong. The doorbell rang once more. Unable to even think about moving, I stared dumbly down at the message that had been sent without any mental preparation, when I heard beep-beep-beep-beep, the sound of someone pressing the door lock password. Click. The door opened.
“If you’re here, why didn’t you open the door?”
Cha Geonhyeok came in. Holding a black plastic bag.
“What time is it and you’re just getting here now!”
I snapped at the innocent Cha Geonhyeok. I’d been startled into sending it because of him, but in the end it was my fault. I turned off my phone screen and tossed it onto the cushion in front of the TV. I buried my face deep into my knees that I’d pulled up. What if he just ignores this? What if he finds it weird and asks why I’m suddenly asking that, if I sent the message to the wrong person? Should I say right now that I mixed him up with someone else and sent it by mistake?
“Making a big deal over being thirty minutes late…”
I felt Cha Geonhyeok sit down beside me. I heard something being placed on the low table. It must be the plastic bag he brought. I wasn’t curious what it was. I was that upset. The silent phone amplified my gloom.
“What’s wrong?”
Cha Geonhyeok placed his hand on the back of my head. He ruffled my hair and tapped my calf. The corners of my lips drooped on their own. Without hiding my expression, I pulled my buried head out and looked at Cha Geonhyeok.
“I got startled by the ding-dong you rang and sent a message to Woogyun.”
“What did you send?”
“……”
It would’ve been better if I’d asked what he was doing. I tried to look a bit cute and asked if he was busy. Anyone would agree that asking what he’s doing would’ve been more decent. Why did I do that? Why did I!
“You didn’t send it like this, did you?”
Cha Geonhyeok asked with a chuckle. In his hand was my message practice notebook. I narrowed my brow and snatched the notebook from his hand.
“No. I just… asked if he was busy tomorrow….”
“What, you sent it fine then.”
“…Really?”
I closed the notebook and set it down under the table while sneaking a glance at Cha Geonhyeok. He pulled out ice cream from the plastic bag and said uh-huh in response. Ice cream…? Looking closely, his eyes were a bit red. I brought my nose to Cha Geonhyeok’s neck and sniffed. It smelled like alcohol.
“Did you drink?”
“A bit. Want some?”
Cha Geonhyeok pushed the plastic bag toward me. The force made my pen that had been sitting quietly on the table get pushed and roll off. There was no sound since there was a rug, but even so, you’d think he’d notice, but Cha Geonhyeok didn’t catch on. Is this bastard drunk?
“Did you drink with Gong Minyeong until now?”
“I didn’t drink with Gong Minyeong.”
A sweet melon scent covered the alcohol smell. I rummaged through the bag, torn between the Bibibig and Screwbar, then pulled out the Screwbar. Cha Geonhyeok’s ice cream taste was pretty old-school.
“Then who did you drink with?”
“Someone.”
Ah, yes. I see. There is someone. Thinking there’s no point dealing with a drunk person, I muttered to myself and sucked on the ice cream. The phone was still quiet. The timing to correct that I’d sent the message by mistake had already passed. There was nothing I could do but wait. It’ll be fine. I consoled myself and patted Cha Geonhyeok’s thigh with my empty hand.
“Go put the ice cream in the fridge.”
“Don’t wanna.”
Really, the words “don’t wanna” were glued to his mouth.
“How do you even live being so lazy?”
Cha Geonhyeok laughed through his nose and tossed the wooden stick he’d cleanly sucked clean onto the table. The trash can is just two steps away, so why throw it there? I was frowning when his hand touched my cheek. He turned my face around arbitrarily. Cha Geonhyeok licked the corner of my lips where I was holding the ice cream.
I couldn’t spit out the ice cream or turn my face away, so I just blinked. After tasting my lips and ice cream with his tongue several times, he slipped his hand under my t-shirt onto my back. Even though I’d been eating something cold, his hand touching my back was warm. I deeply sucked once on the ice cream that was melting and running, then pulled it from my mouth. Smack. Our lips met properly.
“I’m still eating.”
“Keep eating then.”
The feeling of lukewarm lips touching cold lips was somehow fascinating. With a strange feeling, I narrowed my eyes and turned my head to take a big bite of the ice cream.
Cha Geonhyeok’s hand that had been on my back came around to the front, passing by my side. His thumb grazed my nipple. He licked my neck and kissed my jaw. I kept biting the ice cream without even knowing what it tasted like. My nipple had gotten hard before I knew it and felt ticklish. Cha Geonhyeok touched that tip and rubbed it in circles, then straightened my leg that had been raised. He loosened my waistband and crumpled his hand into my underwear. His hand that came in brushing my lower abdomen grasped my cock. I gulped down the ice cream filling my mouth.
“You’re not drunk, are you?”
“Am I drunk?”
He asks with his chin on my shoulder. The hand gripping and shaking another person’s cock was leisurely. I pulled my head back a little and brought the ice cream with one bite left in front of his lips. Sharing a gaze with him, I chewed on my cold frozen lips. Arousal stirred. Cha Geonhyeok laughed.
“Get the condom out.”
He said lowly and bit off the ice cream I gave him with his teeth. Before even getting the condom, I undid his belt first after tossing the wooden stick on the table.
“Ah, ah…. Wait, wai—”
I stopped my body mid-way while sitting down on Cha Geonhyeok’s fully erect cock. It seemed like my bottom wasn’t loosened enough. I’d loosened it once while showering and waiting for him, but it still hurt. I buried my face in the hair of Cha Geonhyeok, whom I was hugging face-to-face, and groaned.
“Try standing up.”
Cha Geonhyeok, who was gripping my ass, said while putting strength into his hands. Despite telling me to stand up, my body rose pulled by Cha Geonhyeok’s strength. My knees that had been touching the floor lifted. I hung my upper body over his shoulder like laundry and pressed my hands on the mattress in front of me.
“Ugh, ngh…. Ah!”
Cha Geonhyeok thrust his fingers into my wet hole repeatedly. Three fingers were going in and out.
“It’s fine.”
He says while forcefully bending the fingers he’d thrust deep inside. The gel that had been inside the hole stretched stickily making an embarrassing sound. My face that was already hot from blood rushing to it grew even hotter. Squelch, squelch. The sounds didn’t stop.
“Is yours… a bit big today…? Haa….”
Cha Geonhyeok drank, but my innocent head was spinning round and round. Cha Geonhyeok bit my ass.
“Try sitting down again.”
He pulled out his fingers and pulled my waist down. Breathing heavily, I gripped the back of Cha Geonhyeok’s neck. The condom-covered glans touched the hole. I bit my lower lip hard and sat down slowly. I vividly felt the hole spreading wide. The rolled-in folds only returned to their place after fully swallowing the glans. I broke into a cold sweat. My lower abdomen already felt heavy.
“Don’t stop. You’re teasing me.”
Cha Geonhyeok encouraged me while stroking my bare back under my t-shirt. I was only naked on the bottom, and he was only naked on top. The skin that touched precariously was soft.
I took a breath in, then lowered my body that I’d paused. The entrance of the roundly spread hole squeezed and scraped down Cha Geonhyeok’s cock. The thick shaft continued endlessly. His heavy glans came in deep, opening up my insides. Hnngh, I made a hoarse sound and clutched Cha Geonhyeok’s back. I dug my nails into his firm skin. Ah…. My inner walls trembled.
“This makes it too good to do just once.”
Cha Geonhyeok said something incomprehensible while fiddling with my hole that had almost fully swallowed his cock and lightly kissed my cheek. I tried to breathe deeply. Around the time the focus of my half-opened eyes was adjusting properly, I grabbed Cha Geonhyeok’s face with both finely trembling hands. He met my eyes.
“What.”
His touch persistently caressing the area near the tautly stretched folds was tenacious.
“What’s… a waste?”
“Stick out your tongue.”
It was an irrelevant answer. I stuck out my tongue while frowning. Tsk. Cha Geonhyeok sucked and pulled on my tongue.
Every time our lips rubbed, it tickled and made my bottom tense up. Cha Geonhyeok, who’d been playing with my tongue, tilted his head to change the direction of his face. The position of our tongues also changed. Cha Geonhyeok scraped my palate. Mmnh, I made a nasal sound. He thoroughly rubbed our touching tongues together, then roughly kneaded my ass and pulled out his tongue. I swallowed the saliva pooled in my mouth and opened my eyes narrowly. I chased Cha Geonhyeok’s lips and kissed him smack, smack.
“When are you going to get used to it?”
Whether it was a question or what, I bit Cha Geonhyeok’s lips hard for his annoying words. Ah. Cha Geonhyeok pretended it hurt. I looked at him with displeasure and slowly, slowly moved my hips.
