Instead of wearing a white tee and elastic-waist pants as sleepwear, Seunggeon wore pajamas. Moreover, they were glossy dark blue silk pajamas.
In the hands of Seunggeon—clearly a young master raised in privilege—was something that didn’t suit the late hour. It was past midnight. The fact that he had to take work-related calls this late made Chaehun feel sorry for him for no reason.
“No. I can’t do that on my own authority.”
There was no sign of annoyance in Seunggeon’s voice, but it was dry and businesslike. He didn’t know who was on the other end, but it was clear Seunggeon disliked them.
Chaehun was quick-witted and appropriately perceptive. Seunggeon had told him not to pry into his affairs, but after meeting with him several times, it wasn’t difficult to pick up on his tastes, habits, and personality.
Since high school, Seunggeon hadn’t had major emotional fluctuations. He was basically expressionless and didn’t talk much. But today was extreme even by those standards. From the moment he’d entered, his energy had been fierce, and the sex had been rough. Even now as he took the call, his brow kept furrowing and smoothing repeatedly.
Seunggeon had become the CEO of Taehwa Group, so he couldn’t help but be busy. He worked overtime like it was nothing and brought work home to his apartment even after leaving the office. Some people lived that way, but still, taking a call past 1 AM was inexcusable. At times like this, Seunggeon seemed pitiful.
“It’s late, so I’ll hang up now. Yes. Contact the secretarial office.”
Seunggeon ended the call without giving any room for continuation. Though he was clearly angry, it was very like him not to throw his phone but to set it down gently on the table.
“That didn’t seem like a pleasant conversation partner. Ah, I’m not prying into your business. It’s just that you’ve seemed in a bad mood since earlier. Even now your brow is furrowed. You’ll get wrinkles like that.”
Because of the contract condition not to pry, Chaehun quickly added an explanation. Then Seunggeon slowly smoothed his furrowed brow.
“Something annoying came up.”
“I don’t know what it is, but whoever calls at dawn has no manners. You know I’m being really mild right now, right?”
Chaehun held back his desire to ask what the annoying thing was. He didn’t want to provoke Seunggeon, who was already in a bad mood. Instead, he cursed Seunggeon’s caller for him.
Seeing that Seunggeon wasn’t moving immediately, it wasn’t a life-or-death matter. Still, calling at 1 AM deserved cursing.
Seunggeon’s face relaxed a bit more, as if he liked that Chaehun had cursed the other party for him.
“He’s someone who calls without even considering time differences. I’d like to throw it all away, but I can’t.”
Chaehun laughed at Seunggeon’s words that he was even more annoyed because of that. It was refreshing to see Seunggeon grumbling in a way that was unlike him.
“That’s how corporate life is. Well.”
“I shot myself in the foot.”
Chaehun stepped slightly aside as he watched Seunggeon approach, furrowing not his brow but the bridge of his nose. However, Seunggeon, whom he thought would pass by, stood close.
“What’s wrong?”
“You smell good.”
“It’s probably the body wash smell?”
“I like that.”
“Really?”
Chaehun responded half-heartedly. Since it was a personal preference, he could like the smell of ordinary body wash. But it was problematic when he buried his nose in Chaehun’s hair and ears under the pretense of smelling the scent, then put his mouth on his nape. Seunggeon’s intention in wrapping his arms around Chaehun’s waist was clear.
“Hey, wait a minute. I washed up. I’m going back now.”
Chaehun avoided Seunggeon’s lips while simultaneously pushing his shoulder with his hand. But Seunggeon didn’t budge.
“Wash one more time.”
Seunggeon spoke firmly, put his lips on Chaehun’s nape, and lightly sucked. Seunggeon’s gestures became even more explicit. He grabbed Chaehun’s bare ass under the shower gown.
Chaehun tried to push Seunggeon away, telling him not to, but gave up. That damn condition “unless illegal or immoral” was the problem. He was tired, but if asked whether he absolutely couldn’t do it, that wasn’t quite true either. On top of that, his body was heating up from Seunggeon’s caresses.
“Nice for you to have energy to spare.”
With a slightly aggrieved feeling, Chaehun protested lightly, but was soon blocked by Seunggeon’s lips.
The kiss was deep from the start. His tongue slid in deep, licking and intertwining. Meanwhile, one long, firm finger dug between his buttocks.
The place that had just been receiving Seunggeon’s member was looser than usual. However, the sudden intrusion without any preparation felt like dry flesh being painfully pushed aside.
“You’re tight.”
Seunggeon, who had briefly parted his lips, clicked his tongue lightly.
“Rather… hk.”
Chaehun, who was about to say they should rather go to the bed, urgently swallowed his moan. It was because Seunggeon’s finger forcefully pushed in. It wasn’t severely painful. Rather, his back jerked because the finger pressed firmly against a sensitive spot. Being stirred up inside while standing was a first, so it felt extremely strange.
“It would be better to go to the bed…”
This time, before he could even finish speaking, his lips were blocked. Like that, he was firmly embraced by Seunggeon, kissed while his hole was teased. Chaehun thought Seunggeon’s preference for aggressive sex was terrible. Still, instead of trying to escape, he wrapped his arms around Seunggeon’s neck and fell into the pleasure.
The fingers stirring inside had already increased to two. Every time the firm fingers thrust inside, Chaehun’s hot breath was swallowed into Seunggeon’s mouth.
Chaehun was only wearing a shower gown. With his swollen member and sharply erect nipples rubbing against Seunggeon’s closely pressed body, his lower stomach trembled with each movement. At this rate, he would ejaculate against Seunggeon’s body.
“Turn around.”
Just as Chaehun was about to say he couldn’t do this anymore, Seunggeon parted his lips and spoke.
“…?”
Before Chaehun could ask what he was supposed to do after turning around, Seunggeon moved first. The bewildered Chaehun was turned around by Seunggeon’s hands.
“Hold on. If you don’t want to fall.”
A gentle voice rang in his ear. Chaehun looked at the table in front of him, wondering if he should hold onto it. The hesitation lasted only a moment. Seunggeon wrapped his arms around his waist from behind and pressed their bodies close together. In the instant he thought “no way,” something hot pushed between his buttocks.
“You. Ungh, hah. Mm…”
Chaehun swallowed his moans. The sudden penetration was utterly decisive. As the hot, firm flesh pushed in, his inner walls spread open and his body opened up. In that moment, Chaehun’s mind filled with the words “condom” and “gel” mixed with curses.
Usually, Seunggeon’s sex was fairly normal. Other than persistently arousing him and then watching it, he didn’t have any particularly peculiar tastes. His overflowing stamina was a separate matter.
Usually when sex style suddenly changed, it was related to stress. He must have been really pissed off after receiving work-related calls past midnight.
The unfamiliar sensation of bare flesh relentlessly pushing in without gel or condom was strange. Moans leaked out with each exhale.
“Hah. Ungh. You, really. Like this, are you going, to do it like this?”
Chaehun barely managed to form sentences. Instead of answering, Seunggeon sucked on Chaehun’s neck. At the same time, he put strength into the arm wrapped around him and thrust his member all the way into Chaehun in one go.
“—!!”
Chaehun swallowed his breath and trembled at the sudden intrusion. Coarse pubic hair touched his buttocks, then slowly moved away. Along with Seunggeon’s slow movement, the sensation of flesh being pulled out and then pushed back in was strange. Even though he couldn’t see it, he could picture in his mind how tightly that place was gripping Seunggeon’s thing.
Even if he wanted to twist his body, he couldn’t because Seunggeon was holding him. He had no choice but to fully receive the slow thrusts deep inside. The unfamiliar sensation, different from usual, soon transformed into shuddering pleasure. It was harder now than when he was aggressively pounded later.
“Haah…”
At the chilling stimulation, Chaehun eventually held onto the table with his right hand. His legs swayed, losing balance from the pushing force.
The wet sound of flesh slapping grew increasingly fierce and rapid. Unable to bear the overflowing pleasure, Chaehun panted while shaking his hips.
“Ah, mm. Now…”
Climax was approaching. Chaehun tried to grab his own member that stood erect through the disheveled shower gown. But he was blocked by Seunggeon’s hand.
Seunggeon’s large hand firmly gripped his member and forcibly prevented ejaculation.
“Hold on just a little longer.”
Along with the rough breathing whispering in his ear, a strong penetration began, as if driving in a wedge. Every time Seunggeon thrust in, electricity flowed through his body from head to toe. His vision repeatedly flashed white.
“Hurry. Mm. Ngh. Ah, aht.”
Chaehun, who had let out heated moans, scratched at Seunggeon’s hand gripping his member, urging him for release. After what felt like an unknowable amount of time spent whimpering, Seunggeon, who had thrust in to the limit, let out an exclamation while trembling. Only then could Chaehun reach climax.
Still holding onto the table, Chaehun bent at the waist and breathed roughly. While his head was dazed, his ears rang. The sweat beading on his flushed face was strangely bothersome. And he could feel Seunggeon licking his lips against the nape of his neck. Chaehun tried to push away Seunggeon’s arm around his waist and pull his body away. But Seunggeon held him even more firmly.
“Let go now.”
