“……”
A long time had passed since he closed his eyes, but far from sleep coming, his mind became even more wide awake.
Glance-
The clock was already pointing to 4 PM.
There’s no way sleep will come at a time like this.
Seongyeom suppressed his desire to squirm and looked up at the sleeping Siwon. After saying he’d call him hyung, he’d said “I won’t touch you so sleep more,” but he himself was sleeping even more soundly.
He thought about leaving him alone and going out, but gave up on that too since his hand was held firmly. What if I wake him for no reason and suffer some misfortune again?
He was getting bored to the point of feeling restless, so he wiggled his toes for no reason. Just lying in the quiet space seemed to make the places he’d been hit throb more.
Come to think of it, at this time other people would be in the middle of their activities, yet it’s this quiet. Why? Is the soundproofing good?
Looking around the room, it was incomparably larger than that room where he’d gotten claustrophobia.
It must be the President’s room, right?
Seongyeom, who was looking around while lying down, laughed a little out loud when the room was unexpectedly bright and had an antique, even somewhat feminine atmosphere.
So this is why he usually keeps only the lights on? To even have a woman’s vanity in the bedroom. Could the President also…!
“……”
He acted like he had no interest in men at all. Did he play it even cooler because of his unusual taste?
As the puzzle roughly came together, Seongyeom poked the cheek of the sleeping Siwon with cold eyes.
“Urk….”
His handsome face just crumpled up, but he didn’t wake from sleep. Seongyeom stuck out his tongue and freed his caught wrist.
“This pervert, I got scared for nothing. Geez….”
After kneading and loosening the wrist that had been held for a whole hour, Seongyeom got up and sat, then urgently clenched his buttocks at the feeling of something leaking out from inside.
Ah…
Seongyeom closed his eyes trembling.
My first kiss….
My first experience….
I thought I’d finally met my ideal type of man after overcoming all the adversities of love….
But it turns out he was a huge pervert ahjussi whose taste is princess-style vanities and lace-trimmed bedding sets.
On top of that, with this face of all things, he’s a gangster. He should have been a model or actor, why is he sitting there being a gangster? A gang boss at that!
“Oh my, oh my….”
He couldn’t help but cry out at his ill-fated destiny. No matter what Seongyeom did beside him, Siwon only frowned and didn’t seem to have any intention of getting up.
“Geez… You acted like you had sharp hearing and scared me so much. Huh? This ahjussi.”
Once he was convinced Siwon wouldn’t wake up, Seongyeom became a bit braver. Looking down at the sleeping Siwon’s face, he examined to his heart’s content the face he’d only been stealing glances at until now.
“Crazy, really… Does he take preservatives or something?”
Unless you look closely up against him, he really looks young enough to be called hyung.
“Even his skin is better than mine.”
Seongyeom, who was unconsciously about to touch the flawless skin without a single mole, hurriedly lowered his hand realizing what he was doing. His long eyelashes, prominent nose, and lips that curved up slightly even without smiling were each splendid. Finally, his gaze naturally went toward Siwon’s lower body.
“…Ugh.”
At the memories gradually coming back vividly, Seongyeom trembled all over. Just recalling the feeling of it going in and out and ravaging his insides made his whole body tingle and even seemed to drain all his strength.
As a fellow man, I can tell that thing is certainly impressive but….
“Still, twice is a bit….”
“What is.”
“Huuk?!”
While shaking his head toward Siwon’s lower body, their eyes met directly. He almost jumped up with his injured ankle.
“Wh-when did you wake up…?”
“Since you were crying ‘oh my, oh my’?”
“Ah, since then….”
That means he heard everything. Ah, should I just die?
As Seongyeom froze with a smiling face, Siwon felt like he knew what he was thinking even without asking.
How should I correct this bad habit?
He didn’t like Seongyeom habitually thinking of death. Siwon, who twitched his eyebrows, smiled back at Seongyeom.
“Eh? Uwah!”
He pulled Seongyeom and embraced him on top of his chest. Immediately, tremendous heartbeat sounds could be heard. Siwon laughed lowly with trembling shoulders.
“Feels like your heart’s going to burst?”
“Th-this is because I was so surprised…!”
“Why. Can’t control your fluttering when you’re with me?”
Seongyeom raised his head and stared at Siwon with a serious expression.
“…Did I seem like an ahjussi?”
“Yes.”
Seongyeom, who answered primly, quickly buried his face in his chest. It was his own strategy of hiding first before Siwon could scold him. He was watching for a reaction at the hollow laugh coming from above his head, but there were no words or physical punishment.
“This won’t do even if I cherish you too much.”
At Siwon’s words, Seongyeom flinched and became a little confused about whether the man before his eyes was truly the organization boss Kwon Siwon who had desired him. He didn’t know how to accept the different reaction from that guy who had given him trauma. This kind of man was new again.
Siwon, who embraced Seongyeom once more as he was held in an awkward position, tilted his head to the side and looked at Seongyeom’s back. The gauze that had been pure white until just before was gradually soaking up blood.
“Is your body originally weak?”
Siwon turned his head to examine Seongyeom’s expression. Seeing how he was being held obediently, it seemed he didn’t know yet that the sutured area had torn.
“Mm….”
He made a thoughtful expression for a while at the question, then chattered away with his firm mouth.
“It’s not that I’m weak, but rather that hyung and the organization hyungs are abnormally exceptional, isn’t it?”
Does he realize he’s in a naked state right now? He thought about grabbing his off-guard buttocks firmly but stopped. If I torment him more, he won’t even treat me as human, let alone ahjussi, so he just smacked his lips and played along roughly.
“…That could be. Anyway, I’ll have to call Daerim again for this.”
“What?”
At Siwon’s figure leaving the bedroom without looking back, Seongyeom was dumbfounded. After sitting blankly for a moment, he hurriedly looked under the bed searching for his clothes. He didn’t want to face someone else while lying naked.
“Aht…! Aak…!”
Seongyeom, who had carelessly gotten up, urgently grabbed his shoulder at the pain as if cut by something sharp. Wet moisture smeared below his palm. When he half peeled off the tape that had come loose, the gauze stained with bright red blood dangled and was revealed over his shoulder.
“Ow, it hurts… hss?!”
Seeing the blood seeping out made tears well up a little. After groaning naked for a long time, Seongyeom was startled once more. Siwon’s semen that he’d been holding in his stomach flowed down his legs, and he hurriedly pressed his knees together.
“Ah geez….”
Trying to wipe the whitish liquid was a huge mistake. The moment Seongyeom bent his waist, his abdomen pressed and the semen in his stomach gushed out and flowed down.
“Uaaa, the blanket got dirty! I’m dead…!”
Was it because he’d held back too long trying not to let the semen flow out of his body? Along with the feeling of his stomach bubbling, he felt a sense of crisis that if he moved wrong even slightly, all the liquid would pour out. Seongyeom stood in an awkward position with his buttocks stuck out backward, restlessly waiting only for Siwon to return.
“Huaaa…. Why isn’t he coming…!”
He could feel liquid flowing down his thighs in several streams. Seongyeom felt exactly like crying.
Had about 3 minutes that felt like 3 hours passed? Outside the bedroom gradually became noisy and Siwon’s voice could be heard faintly. Seongyeom desperately shouted toward the sliding door.
“President, no, Siwon hyung…! Hurry, please come quickly!”
Soon the door opened and Siwon appeared. That sight looked like it was in slow motion, as if a savior was appearing.
Don’t they say that when a person meets a dramatic moment, everything feels slow? This was exactly that moment. Seongyeom made an emotional expression that could be counted on one hand in his life and called to Siwon more happily than anyone.
“Hyung, Siwon hyung!”
“I said no.”
“That’s strange. I definitely saw Seongyeom-nim asleep before I came out… but….”
“Ah.”
“Ah.”
“Hyung…?”
Daerim looked at Siwon with an uncomfortable face. Regardless, Siwon was glaring at Seongyeom menacingly. At the sight of Seongyeom standing with his pale buttocks stuck out while sobbing, a vein on his forehead bulged.
Daerim immediately realized that preserving his life was a priority over re-suturing the shoulder right now and handed the hemostatic gauze and bandages to Siwon.
“Something urgent suddenly came up. Just give him emergency treatment with this, and call me again later.”
“…Let’s do that.”
Daerim left the bedroom and Siwon closed the room door and sliding door in order.
“Huu… P-President….”
Seongyeom, who looked down at his lower body, felt he’d reached his limit. His stomach was twisting and it felt like he’d have an accident if stimulated even slightly.
“Lee Seongyeom.”
Startled at his name being called lowly, he raised his head, and the eyes looking down at him while walking toward the bed had settled calmly. Seongyeom was confused.
Is he going to hit me…?
