“Won’t you get off?!”
Woojae, who was pinned under Gye Sajun’s body in an instant, twisted his caught wrist and struck Gye Sajun’s side with his remaining hand. Thud, thud—the sounds of impact came in succession, but the solid body showed no signs of collapsing. Though if he’d collapsed due to the position, it would have been a bigger problem.
“You, crazy…… pervert bastard!”
The moment he tried to kick Gye Sajun’s thigh with his foot, Gye Sajun pressed down Woojae’s leg with his left hand and wedged himself between them. Gye Sajun’s body fit between his spread thighs. Woojae’s face flushed bright red at the humiliating frog-like position.
“Ugh, ah! I’ll kill you, crazy, ugh!”
“Are you the only one who uses that cucumber soap or whatever?”
At the voice that was even irritable, Woojae let out a hollow laugh. This bastard, is he angry at me right now? Thinking that, the situation became more clearly visible. Perhaps Gye Sajun had realized that he’d seen through him—the fact that he was a pervert—and had been playing tricks. That’s why he’s suddenly going crazy like this! The dialogue from the movie flowing from the laptop couldn’t even be heard properly.
“Fuck off, you pervert bastard! Won’t you get off? Fuck, how many kilos are you? So fucking heavy, agh!”
“I’m asking you, right now. Are you the only one who uses that?”
Is he seriously asking? Woojae, who was gripping Gye Sajun’s collar and hitting his shoulder with his fist, froze. On Gye Sajun’s nape, which was clearly scratched by his nails, droplets of blood had formed. If Gye Sajun was a pervert, it would be counterproductive.
The reddened skin filled his vision. The body of a man who’d roughly spread his legs apart and entered was enough to make him feel humiliated.
“I’m not, fuck, the president of a cucumber soap company! How would I know that, you bastard!”
“……”
“Are you happy things are going the way you want? Are you happy to be cursed at and hit by me?”
Now he didn’t have the leisure to be kind even if that bastard got excited by his cursing or violence. It was his mistake in the first place for trying to beat a pervert.
“……I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Gye Sajun said with a sigh mixed in. Even if that bastard was dumbfounded, could he be more so than him? Woojae huffed indignantly.
“Fucking bastard, get off!”
“Since it hurts, try staying still for a bit.”
Gye Sajun restrained Woojae’s arms and roughly buried his face in his nape. His legs, forcibly spread, hurt, and his wrists throbbed. He tried shaking his head, but whether Woojae did or not, Gye Sajun buried his nose in his nape and began sniffing.
“What are you? Are you crazy? Won’t you get off? Agh! You’re not even a dog, why are you smelling me?! Ugh, it tickles!”
The short hair tickled his ear. Woojae’s face flushed bright red. Aside from the anger, because he was sensitive, the feeling touching his nape was unpleasantly strange. He wanted to bang his head somewhere hard. This is crazy. Disorderly breaths burst from Woojae’s mouth.
“Haa, ugh, it tickles, ugh…!”
“Don’t make strange sounds.”
At Gye Sajun’s blunt criticism, his face, which he’d thought couldn’t get any hotter, ripened even more. Gye Sajun seemed to have no intention of getting off him. If there was one fortunate thing, it was that he wasn’t doing anything other than smelling him. Woojae made a declaration of surrender while suppressing the laughter and irritation bursting out because of the tickling.
“What is it, fuck, really…! I’ll give you the soap! I can just give it to you! Say it with words!”
“If you’re not going to kiss, stay still.”
“You, this is, sexual harassment……”
The moment Woojae spat out the word in short, broken breaths, something moist and soft touched the nape with its veins bulging. Woojae froze with his head turned to the side, as if struck by a poisonous needle. Haa—along with a short breath, hot breath sprayed on the spot where that thing had just touched, and a wider area was swallowed by something.
“Cra…zy……”
If his guess was correct, that was a tongue and lips. His first skinship ever wasn’t even a kiss but a kiss given to his nape. Moreover, the fact that the subject of the act wasn’t a woman but a man, and even that it was Gye Sajun, was horrifying and shocking. His heart beat unpleasantly fast. What was even more infuriating was that his toes kept tingling and his whole body felt ticklish. What is this, really…….
“You crazy bastard, get off, ah!”
Woojae, who’d snapped back to his senses, struggled, but that was rather counterproductive. It was because Gye Sajun sank his teeth into the nape he’d only been covering with his lips. Crack—the feeling of teeth embedded in skin was chillingly tingling. Woojae repeatedly exhaled rough breaths with confused eyes.
“Haa, ha, ugh……”
Gye Sajun, who slowly licked the part he’d bitten and rubbed his lips against it, pulled away from Woojae’s nape with a still expressionless face. Woojae, who didn’t have the confidence to face those eyes, breathed irregularly with his gaze fixed on the empty bed next to him.
“……Are you gay?”
Woojae only turned his eyes to look at Gye Sajun while keeping his head as it was. The expression of the guy whose insides he couldn’t know made Woojae feel more frustrated.
“Why are you doing this to me?!”
“I want to lick you one more time, so give me permission.”
Lick? After biting! Woojae’s face immediately crumpled. The face he looked at head-on was strangely relaxed. He wanted to question Gye Sajun about various things—why he suddenly did such a thing to him, or perhaps if he’d approached him with this intention from the beginning. Woojae’s face reddened, and he shouted filled with anger at the guy who was coercively ordering him.
“I said no!”
“Why?”
At the neat question as if he’d never bitten someone’s flesh, Woojae gave what he thought was the most reasonable answer.
“Why? Why do you think? What guy would like having a fucking huge male bastard suck on his neck?!”
“I think I’d like it if you sucked on me, why?”
“What? You crazy bastard, you’re insane, right? You hated me. You looked down on me. Why are you suddenly like this?”
“Looked down? I don’t think I ever looked down on you?”
At some point, the trembling voice was his own. Woojae was ashamed of this situation.
“You looked down on me from, the beginning.”
“You were the one acting strange.”
“Me? Me, when?”
The same question that had come from Gye Sajun’s mouth just before burst from Woojae’s mouth. It was a very resentful tone. He wanted to hit him once and run, but whatever exercise he’d learned, Gye Sajun didn’t budge.
“It hurts. Let this go.”
“Will you stay still?”
“Yeah. I’ll stay still.”
It was one step back for advancement. Woojae imitated a docile expression and nodded.
“Go Woojae will stay still? How can I believe that?”
At the voice that even felt amused, Woojae glared at Gye Sajun with hostility. He clearly had no intention of getting off from the beginning and was teasing him.
“This bastard, really.”
“Just kiss me once. It’s not like it wears out.”
Gye Sajun’s words even felt dry. That kiss, what’s the big deal about doing it once? It felt like that. But Woojae was different. That bastard might have been born a slut and done kisses like greetings, but he was still a pure body that had never rubbed against anyone even once.
Gye Sajun had probably bumped bodies with others about a thousand times. Woojae recalled the day he first met Gye Sajun. How he’d been entangled with an omega clinging to him outdoors in broad daylight without knowing shame. To be seduced that much, how easily and often would he usually do such things? Woojae disparaged Gye Sajun with his confused head.
“Do you think…… I’m like a slut like you?”
“You speak carelessly.”
The space between his twisted eyebrows was rarely satisfying. As much as Gye Sajun felt bad, Woojae felt good. Woojae despaired at himself for feeling ecstasy at what he’d just felt from being bitten and at Gye Sajun’s expression changing because he was hurt.
“This is sexual harassment. I clearly expressed my intention that I don’t want to. I don’t want to kiss you.”
Woojae expounded his position clearly. Gye Sajun was looking at Woojae, who said that, with a strange expression. This is sexual harassment. It had to be. Because he didn’t like men. Because he wasn’t a pervert. It was also self-brainwashing about himself for feeling wicked pleasure for just a brief moment.
***
Friday, when they’d agreed to watch a movie together. As soon as his schedule ended, Sajun skipped dinner and finished showering first. Even though winter hadn’t left yet, he soaked himself from head to toe in cold water. And he waited for Woojae all the while.
He skipped meals but didn’t skip medicine. From that day, Sajun had thought about Go Woojae every single day without fail. It was newly surprising that it hadn’t even taken a fortnight from when they first met to when he got an erection for him. To be precise, it was around the time his rut was coming, so it had to be seen as an unavoidable reaction, but anyway, at that moment, the one sitting on top of him was none other than Go Woojae.
He merely couldn’t smell pheromone scents; there wasn’t a problem with his sense of smell itself. So there was no need to be flustered just because he’d smelled some body odor from Go Woojae. He’d smelled other people’s sweat countless times while exercising. But Go Woojae’s smell was different.
A sweet, fragrant, refreshing yet heat-inducing scent. That was something with a different quality from ordinary sweat smell. If sweat smell was like that, it could be used as perfume. If he said such things, that guy would get his face flushed bright red again and throw a punch. Imagining Woojae’s indignant appearance made him laugh.
He could only end his thoughts when the knocking sound came. By this time, the medicine’s effectiveness would have properly spread. Nevertheless, before meeting Woojae, something like strange anticipation brushed up from his solar plexus.
“Hi, did you wait long?”
What he witnessed when he opened the door was a face different from what he’d expected. Woojae’s face with a hint of laughter was unbearably unfamiliar. What wind is blowing for him to be this warm and affectionate? Did something good happen? He was someone who’d been irritable every time they saw each other, but smiling ticklishly like this made him look like a different person. It was the first time he’d thought someone was pretty or anything.
