“I feel like I’ll put my hands on you if we’re together.”
Jukyung coldly cut off my words.
“What?”
Putting hands on me surely doesn’t mean hitting me. Then…
“I might not know if I didn’t know at all, but we’ve already slept together, so how can I not be conscious of it in this small house? I’m saying this because I’m not confident I can hold back. I don’t want to become a criminal, so please leave. It’s not like I can leave my own house. You don’t like the card? Should I get you a house instead?”
I felt like letting out an empty laugh. He’s talking as if he’s some real estate tycoon with several houses. Even my father, a real estate magnate, doesn’t just hand out houses to anyone. But I forcibly stiffened my facial muscles in case laughing would make him think I was mocking him and get angrier.
This bastard was also quite different from his appearance—emotional and reckless. When was it that he’d nag me to pay back money quickly, saving money from buying someone a cup of coffee or a meal, and now when things aren’t going his way, he’s putting on airs that won’t work? How is he planning to handle this later?
“Hey… why are you so extreme as a person? When did I ever say I’d absolutely never sleep with you? I just… just said let’s talk about it.”
Jukyung frowned.
“What talk?”
“I mean…”
Haven’t we already basically had the talk? It’s just absurd and ridiculous in content.
I sighed.
“So about our relationship. Putting aside the ridiculous talk about dating or whatever, ultimately what you’re saying is let’s be fuck buddies. Right?”
“……”
Trash bastard. He’s not saying no. I swallowed down the surge inside.
“Let’s do that.”
“……”
“Let’s do that.”
Even though I’m saying let’s do it, Jukyung doesn’t answer. What’s his problem now? I cursed inwardly and reached my hand between Jukyung’s legs.
“Continue what we were doing earlier? Should I touch you?”
“Forget it.”
Jukyung brushed off my hand and stood up.
“It’s already gone cold.”
He spat out coldly and went into the bedroom without looking back.
Tch. If you don’t like it, then don’t. Who’s desperate?
Grumbling inwardly, I curled up on the rug and picked up the remote. Tomorrow is a day off, so I plan to play all night watching TV. Even if he regrets it later because his body heats up, who cares?
Sitting quietly like that watching a rerun of a popular variety show, it wasn’t funny at all. Sleeping, eating, work—all solved. Even sexual desire was about to be solved, so it was a perfect situation. Despite that, why did I feel like I’d royally screwed something up?
Fuck.
At this rate, only curses will increase from my pretty mouth.
# CH 13
After falling asleep on the sofa and waking up, Jukyung had disappeared somewhere and returned late in the afternoon with a sullen face. That day and the next, I didn’t go into the bedroom and held out on the sofa. Jukyung didn’t suggest I sleep in the bed even seeing me like that.
Isn’t he really a bad bastard? When we actually weren’t close and I was uncomfortable, he went crazy telling me to sleep in the bed. After holding out on the sofa for several days, I was the first to raise my hand. Because I kept not getting good sleep, my condition worsened and seemed to affect my classes.
Finally on Thursday night, at a somewhat late hour, I crawled into the bed. Jukyung didn’t seem to be asleep yet, but even when I deliberately made the blanket rustle noticeably, he didn’t say anything with his eyes closed. I tossed and turned on my own being needlessly conscious, but before long, fatigue rushed in and I fell asleep quickly.
When I woke at dawn, I thought, this is quite a troublesome situation. I don’t know why I always corner myself like this whenever I sleep. I had habitually invaded Jukyung’s territory again. While sleeping, I’d rolled over and was burying my head in the guy’s chest again.
Why am I like this when I slept fine alone? Is my childhood lack of affection manifesting this way?
I planned to pretend nothing happened and slip my body out to return to my spot before Jukyung woke. But.
As soon as I raised my head to check Jukyung’s face, I met eyes that had no trace of sleepiness.
“Uh…”
“……”
It was a considerably indifferent face. He didn’t seem angry—actually, if he’s still angry until now, I’d think he’s really petty—he didn’t seem bewildered either, just looking like he was viewing a pillow rolling around on the bed.
Is he thinking he threw such a fit to hug something like this and regretting it? No, it looked like he wasn’t even thinking that.
“Uh… did you sleep well? Is it already time to get up? What time is it?”
I stretched my arms out as if stretching and turned my body pretending nothing was wrong. Or tried to turn.
“There’s still about 40 minutes.”
My half-turned body spun back and stuck to Jukyung. Our gazes met in a burdensome face-to-face position. Of course, if I lowered my gaze I’d avoid the face-to-face situation, but it’s also a bit strange to lie in bed staring at an Adam’s apple or collarbone, isn’t it?
“Th-then I can sleep a bit more. Right?”
I tried to slip my body out again. But again, my half-turned body was whipped back to its original position. By this point, even I, the owner of an easygoing personality, started heating up bit by bit.
“You’re suppressing my physical freedom right now, you know?”
“You invaded my territory first without permission.”
“Hey, that was unconsciously in my sleep.”
Is this the guy who said “cross my desk and it’s all mine” back in elementary school?
“Whether you knew or not, you came over and woke me up when I was sleeping well, so shouldn’t you take responsibility? You’re an adult.”
Why bring up adult here? Does he want to play word games from early dawn?
“What responsibility and how should I take… eek?”
“Why are you asking like you don’t know? Are you pretending to be innocent?”
I looked up with wide eyes at Kwon Jukyung who had pinned me down and mounted me.
“N-no, not pretending to be innocent… it’s dawn right now… no, morning?”
“Who doesn’t know? It’s morning, so it’s up like this, yours and mine both.”
“Ugh.”
Jukyung rubbed up heavily against the heated below. Goosebumps rose on my spine and I hunched my shoulders.
“Hey, w-wait. What are you trying to do now… aren’t you going to work?”
“I said there’s time. You’re going to take care of it before going anyway, aren’t you? Going to work like this?”
“No, that’s just while showering…”
Brushing aside my hand lightly pushing his shoulder, Jukyung pulled up my shirt.
“Whether you take care of it in the bathroom or on the bed, if you’re going to do it anyway, it’s better to feel good. Aren’t I better than your hand?”
“Well, that’s… ahh.”
Jukyung bit my chest. Electricity spread thrillingly and below my navel rang. Jukyung’s other hand dug into my loose pants.
“We don’t have time, so I can hurry a bit, right?”
“Ah… yeah…”
It was no longer a situation or mental state to hesitate. My body that heated up in one breath lightly dispelled the anxiety that I might be late to the academy. I wrapped my arms around Jukyung’s neck and shoulders and clung to him. My spine shivered at the hot, smooth wrapping body heat. Letting out a low moan, I lifted my waist. Jukyung’s hand, not missing the timing, instantly stripped off the thin shorts.
“Take off my clothes.”
I put my hand into Jukyung’s shorts waistband and pulled down with the underwear. A huge, thoroughly angry penis abruptly revealed itself. I’d seen it once before, but it was amazing that thing entered my body. Recalling it, rather than heating up, it actually felt slightly cooling.
But the freezing was brief—when Jukyung gathered mine and his together in his grip and started rubbing, my head became distant again. Right, well. Since there’s no time today, he won’t put it in. Jukyung endlessly moved his hand while pulling the back of my head with his other hand and sucked my lips.
“Ugh, mm… ngh…”
I clung to Jukyung, stuck my body as close as possible, and put my tongue in Jukyung’s mouth. As soon as I put it in, Jukyung’s tongue wrapped around mine, pulled it into his mouth, and sucked. My tongue was being sucked but it felt like getting a blowjob. My waist trembled automatically and my head spun.
Jukyung abandoned his own and began stimulating mine in earnest. He kneaded my testicles and rubbed the urethra with his fingertips as if digging. When he grabbed the shaft and shook it, my breathing quickened and my head became dizzy, so I pushed away Jukyung’s face clinging to my lips. My panting breath rang loudly in my ears like someone else’s. My vision shook wildly. The moment Jukyung’s large hand wrapped around my penis and squeezed tightly, I reached climax.
“Ah…”
I sprawled back weakly. The pillow supported my back and my body arched backward, but I had no energy to straighten my posture. In that state, I panted. Jukyung lifted the shirt that had slipped down again and rubbed the stiffly erect nipple with his fingers while looking down at my face as if lying on top of me.
“Did it feel good?”
“Yeah…”
While catching my breath, I answered weakly. At my answer, Jukyung’s eyes curved narrowly. The corners of his mouth lifted. The piercing gaze somehow seemed observing and embarrassing, but even feeling that, I had no energy to raise my arm and push that face away. Jukyung brought his face close and licked my lips and eye corners with his tongue like a puppy.
