“I like winning games.”
“……?”
“I’ll make it so those people can never act as they please again. Hmm, what should I do to the guy who made your face like that?”
Seunggeon was very serious, so Chaehun was dismayed. Though his under-eye would have bruised, it wasn’t serious. Yet Seunggeon was burning with the attitude that he had to pay him back.
“There’s nothing to do. It’s not a big deal.”
“It’s not ‘not a big deal.'”
“Then let’s do something about you first. Look at my wrist.”
Chaehun showed the wrist that had been caught and abused by Seunggeon yesterday. As expected, there was a bruise on the inside of his wrist. That wasn’t all. There would definitely be lots of bruises where Seunggeon had set his teeth yesterday.
Seunggeon, who checked the wrist, frowned.
“Sorry. Because of the heat, I could only think of you. I should have restrained myself.”
Seunggeon’s apology was sincere, so Chaehun had nothing to say.
The causes and effects of the many things that happened last night were complexly intertwined. The beginning was the assault by the nameless man. But most of it was Chaehun’s own problem.
He was shocked by the fact that he couldn’t define any relationship with Seunggeon. On top of that, his feelings were hurt so he rebelled against Seunggeon’s words to go to the hotel. If he hadn’t liked Seunggeon, if he’d only thought of it as a transaction, it wouldn’t have happened.
Chaehun couldn’t tell Seunggeon all his feelings. So he let Seunggeon misunderstand that he was angry because of the nameless man.
Even with emotions that wouldn’t untangle like a tangled skein, seeing Seunggeon apologize for the bruise marks improved his mood. He was really an easy man.
“Don’t do that next time. I held back because I thought we’d fight if I hit you. And I have no particular thoughts about the person who bruised my face either. Just leave it.”
“We’re not just letting it go like that.”
“I’m doing this because it’s annoying. I’m not the personality to care about such things one by one, so it’s okay.”
“You’re surprisingly careless.”
“What am I.”
Chaehun, who’d lived his whole life only hearing he was meticulous, couldn’t acknowledge Seunggeon’s words. Instead of answering, Seunggeon smiled and leaned on his shoulder. At this behavior that had never happened before, Chaehun was bewildered. Then when Seunggeon’s lips touched his nape, he trembled as if electrocuted. The caressing continued.
It was a position where they faced each other in an embrace, slightly offset. Seunggeon’s hand lightly wrapped around his waist, bringing their bodies closer together. His intention was obvious.
“I can’t do more.”
“I’m just getting a taste.”
“Then, unngh. Then you’ll do it. You said there’s a place to go together. Hng. Ngh.”
Chaehun protested while twisting his body. The pattern so far had been similar. Seunggeon would touch, he would get excited, and then it led to sex. Even now, Seunggeon pushed his hand under his bathrobe, stroking up his thighs and groping his back.
Separate from the rational judgment that if they did it like this, they wouldn’t be able to leave the bed all day today, his body heated up at his touch. The moment he thought they’d really go all the way at this rate, Chaehun fell backward while embraced by Seunggeon.
Chaehun looked at Seunggeon who was hugging him tightly. Because of the position, all that came into view was his round, handsome head.
“What’s wrong?”
“Let’s stay like this for a bit.”
Seunggeon’s low voice resonated along his nape. Chaehun realized he was holding back tremendously. He felt sorry that an alpha’s rut was this difficult. Without realizing it, he patted Seunggeon’s back soothingly.
“Is the medicine not very effective?”
“It’s effective, but I’m weak to impulses.”
So he was saying he wanted to have sex.
“Then…… um, should I suck you off?”
“……?!”
He knew he shouldn’t stimulate Seunggeon who was sexually tense because of the rut’s heat. However, thinking that even if he couldn’t do penetrative sex, couldn’t he do fellatio, it slipped out of his mouth without realizing.
Seunggeon’s reaction was silently intense. Seunggeon, who had stiffened his body rigidly, raised his head and glared at Chaehun as if to devour him.
“No, it’s just…… I know you don’t like fellatio, but penetrative sex is hard. No, never mind. Just pretend you didn’t hear that.”
Chaehun quickly canceled, acknowledging his mistake. Meeting Seunggeon’s burning gaze, he had a strong intuition that not doing anything, fellatio or otherwise, was the way to survive.
“You……”
“Sorry. I was wrong.”
Chaehun quickly interrupted Seunggeon’s words and apologized first. He didn’t forget to smile awkwardly. Seunggeon, who frowned, sighed while sweeping back his hair, then abruptly got up and left the bedroom.
Left alone on the bed, Chaehun stared blankly at the door where Seunggeon had disappeared, then soon came to his senses. And he really reflected. He learned not to carelessly provoke an alpha in rut.
As he sat up on the bed thinking he should apologize once more, Seunggeon appeared at the bedroom entrance. His face was ambiguously crumpled.
“Seunggeon-ah?”
When he called his name, Seunggeon approached and sat right in the spot where he’d been before. Emitting an unusual energy, Seunggeon touched his lips as if to bite them, then whispered.
“I don’t like fellatio. Do something else.”
At Seunggeon’s incomparably serious appearance, Chaehun felt dazed but wanted to laugh. The guy who was more mature than his peers was taciturn and had decisiveness. But today he was obsessed with sex in a way befitting his age. And very cutely at that.
“You’re cute.”
The words saying he was cute came out without realizing. Then Seunggeon frowned slightly and kissed him. Chaehun responded to the kiss while embracing Seunggeon’s neck.
Besides penetration and fellatio, there were many things they could do in sex. More than anything, he liked that Seunggeon wanted him.
Sex done while the morning sun was up was incomparably special. Chaehun thought so while trembling at Seunggeon’s touch groping his bare skin.
* * *
On Sunday, Seunggeon’s afternoon schedule was attending the reopening event of an art museum affiliated with Taehwa Group.
Seunggeon, who explained that he would meet many important figures related to Taehwa Group at the event, attached a stylist to Chaehun.
Chaehun didn’t not know what Seunggeon’s joke meant—that since it was his first time revealing himself at an official occasion, he should show off his good looks. Understanding that to stand side by side with Seunggeon as his lover, he needed to have an appearance befitting him, Chaehun obediently entrusted his body to the stylist.
It wasn’t difficult. The stylist came directly to the bungalow. It just took quite a long time. Cutting his hair slightly and then styling it, applying powder to cover the bruise under his eyes, and changing into newly prepared clothes several times instead of the wrinkled suit—it took over an hour.
After the stylist left with a satisfied face, Chaehun, standing in front of the mirror, thought his appearance looked unfamiliar.
The makeup wasn’t particularly noticeable. But his impression looked completely different. The shortly cut hair fixed with wax, the cold-looking face, and the somehow stiff-looking suit all suited him well. It was just that all of those things made Chaehun look like a villain without blood or tears. The fortunate thing was that he looked like a reasonably good-looking villain.
“I look like a villain.”
“It suits you well though.”
Seunggeon, who had been watching him change clothes and had chosen Chaehun’s necktie and shoes, approached with a smile. He too had just changed into new clothes.
Chaehun, who had been satisfied with the stylist’s magic and gained some confidence, emptied his mind as he looked at Seunggeon. A halo seemed to shine from Seunggeon’s face, which had been decorated in earnest. Anyone standing next to the sculpture-like handsome guy would obviously look ugly.
What handsome villain.
Chaehun felt the world’s absurdity. Because of the alpha who had money, was handsome, and even had good stamina, he had to be weak and limp. On the other hand, Seunggeon, who had done everything except penetration and fellatio, looked very very very good in condition.
Even the stamina he’d been confident in—Seunggeon was better at that too. Suppressing the jealousy that was about to poke out sharply, Chaehun opened his mouth.
“Is there anything I should be careful of, or any advice you can give?”
It was almost time to leave. Chaehun knew nothing about what to be careful of at a gathering full of people related to Taehwa Group. He was curious if quietly following only Seunggeon around was the best option.
“Don’t wander around alone. Hide personal information other than your name. And don’t smile.”
“Don’t smile?”
He understood not wandering around alone and hiding personal information, but he couldn’t even guess what “don’t smile” meant.
“It’s better not to smile even if you’re told you’re rude. It looks splendid on the outside, but when you walk in about two steps, it becomes brutal. Even more so when interests are entangled. If you’re an unrelated outsider, it’s fairly okay. Still, not smiling is important. You look kind when you smile.”
“Me?”
“You look like an easy mark to take advantage of.”
“Hahaha. Really?”
