Seongyeom thought as he floated through the darkness. The best nightmare among all the nightmares I’ve had so far is dying from sex. I can have sex with my ideal type, and I’m not even scared when I die. What a wonderful dream! Of course, the moment I was dying was painful, but….
And it was the longest and most detailed dream he’d ever had. President’s gaze that felt so vivid, the warmth of his hand caressing his cheek, and even the overwhelming feeling of him digging inside.
I must be crazy, really!
As if the unfamiliar sensation of volume that had been pushing up his inner walls still remained, Seongyeom pressed his reddened face tightly with both hands.
When I wake from the dream and return to reality, I should avoid President for a while. Every time I see him, I’ll keep thinking of the dream, and naturally I’ll be disappointed in the miserable reality.
And… if he finds out I had this kind of dream about him, I might really get buried somewhere. The President in my dream said he thought of me every day, but the President in reality considers me baggage.
“Mm….”
I don’t want to wake from sleep. But contrary to Seongyeom’s wish, the summer sunlight that squeezed through the blackout curtains reflected off the glass window and tickled his eyes.
“Bright….”
Seongyeom, who woke from sleep in the pouring hot afternoon sunlight, tried to gently open his eyes but closed them again. He couldn’t bring himself to open his eyes. July’s sunlight was nothing short of intense.
“Heavy….”
I want to immediately raise my hand to cover my eyes, but as if wrapping me tightly in the blanket wasn’t enough and they placed a stone on top, I can’t pull out my arm at all.
“Hot….”
Unable to help it, Seongyeom wriggled like a squid being grilled by a torch and turned his head, this time having to face a white wall that seemed unfamiliar yet familiar.
Why do I keep facing these trials as soon as I open my eyes….
He blinked his eyes open and closed to recover his vision that had afterimages. Soon he succeeded in pulling out one arm first while groaning.
The white wall in front of his eyes was impressive, looking like solid chest muscles. Feeling like he couldn’t resist without touching it directly, he firmly pressed the protruding upper left side with his index finger.
Twitch—
Oh?
Softer yet firmer than I thought. Not only that, it reacts when I touch it? Seongyeom suddenly burned with a spirit of adventure. He wanted to explore this white wall more. What exactly is lurking beyond this wall?
And Siwon watched such Seongyeom in bewilderment.
What… is he doing?
Siwon, who had been awake early, flexed his chest muscles because Seongyeom’s touch tickled. Just as he was about to fall back asleep, feeling Seongyeom fidgeting in his arms again, he lifted his arm. Then suddenly he boldly poked even his chest.
Now that his fever’s gone down, has he become livelier, acting strange again? In the end, Siwon suppressed the urge to open his eyes and continued pretending to sleep. Seongyeom checked the face of the owner of the soft yet firm white wall… no, body, then silently jerked his body.
Really having a field day.
It was when he was timing when to get up.
Smack—!
“Aeu…!”
At the suddenly heard impact sound, his fluffy mood completely disappeared. Siwon quickly turned to the side. Seongyeom was stroking his swollen cheek and then grabbing and twisting it again.
“Sseup… aaaah…!”
Why is he doing that? He looked in pain but didn’t seem to have any intention of letting go. Siwon frowned and caught and lowered Seongyeom’s hand.
“Stop it. What are you doing?”
“Aah! Sseup… huh…? It really wasn’t a dream…?”
As Seongyeom muttered while rubbing his aching cheek, Siwon, who became bewildered, pressed his brow firmly. Why does it feel like fatigue is building up again?
“Self-harm is also prohibited from now on.”
Seongyeom looked blankly at Siwon with his disheveled hair sticking up and thought it was a truly precious and sexy scene. The President in my dream would also be getting up with such a languid face around now… no, wait a minute.
He slightly lifted the blanket wrapped around his body.
……Why am I naked?
Somehow the blanket texture felt unusually soft, but it was because I wasn’t wearing anything that it felt particularly smooth.
“Hieek…?”
No matter how I look at it, this is a situation where we slept and woke up in the same bed. Moreover, the body visible below the blanket was full of bruises that looked serious. Decisively, my nipples were swollen enough to doubt my eyes.
“Wh-why is this…?”
Seongyeom, who was about to unconsciously touch his chest area, belatedly recognized his swollen lips, stiff shoulders, and the burning inside of his buttocks. Eventually, his face turned pale and he hastily covered his whole body with the blanket.
“It wasn’t a dream…?”
Siwon watched Seongyeom while lying on his side. Seeing Seongyeom’s expression changing moment by moment, he trembled his shoulders and chuckled.
“Show me your back too?”
“What?! Wh-why my back…?!”
Seongyeom, whose face turned red to the point of seeming about to cry and trembling, was quite amusing. Siwon burst out the laughter he’d been holding back.
If I push just a little more, he’ll look for a mouse hole to hide in.
Siwon, who raised his body, grabbed Seongyeom’s uninjured ankle sticking out from the blanket and pulled.
“Euah!”
In an instant, Seongyeom’s body, pulled to Siwon’s side, became Siwon’s possession again. Siwon hugged the warm Seongyeom and took a deep breath with his nose buried in the back of his neck. The sweet body scent that only comes from Lee Seongyeom now feels like a tranquilizer.
“P-President…!”
“Why does a guy’s body scent smell so good?”
Seongyeom shrank his shoulders and bit his lips at Siwon’s breath felt on the back of his neck.
“Uuk, it’s stuffy…!”
“Try to endure it.”
Endure it, he says. How can there be such irresponsible words?
Actually, won’t I die from embarrassment before feeling stuffy? Feeling Siwon’s breath while conscious, blood rushed to his face as if it would burst.
“Heuum….”
“Heut…!”
When Siwon exhaled a long breath, that breath was felt directly on the back of Seongyeom’s neck. While his body was stiff with tension, Siwon only served as a neck pillow and didn’t touch him further. Seongyeom, who became awkward inside, quietly looked up at Siwon.
Is he going back to sleep…?
Seongyeom, who lowered the blanket that had risen to his nose in his much more comfortable position, took a big breath and opened his eyes wide.
“It’s quite swollen, here.”
The reddened nipple was clearly felt even above the summer blanket. Siwon very slowly stroked Seongyeom’s chest with his fingertips.
“Aheut…! It hurts!”
He grabbed his wrist and said so, but Siwon was obstinate. He kept rolling it with his index finger as if playing with the nipple. Eventually, Seongyeom tried to push away Siwon with a bright red face and escape from his arms.
“Where to?”
The arm that had been sweetly supporting his head just moments ago instantly switched tactics. He suddenly grabbed and turned his chin to fix it, then soon found and held his lips.
“Euut!”
Seongyeom had to receive Siwon’s playful kiss.
Siwon, who had persistently sucked up his lips several times as if caressing and soothing, looked down at Seongyeom with sunken eyes.
Where did the guy who was shaking his own hips a few hours ago go?
Siwon pulled the neck wrapped in his arm closer and examined Seongyeom’s expression with a regretful face.
Well, it doesn’t matter. Teacher’s desires show all over his face, so I just need to aim for that moment. Right now, this appearance of not refusing the kiss while suffering is more interesting. With lips subtly rising, he spoke in a deliberately stern voice.
“You should open your mouth, Teacher.”
Seongyeom, who opened his eyes with difficulty at Siwon’s voice, obediently opened his mouth. He knows. That there’s no use resisting.
It’s displeasing that the bastard who taught him that wasn’t me, but right now he’s in front of me, so isn’t that good enough?
His obediently following appearance was so admirable and pretty. Unable to hold back, he smiled like a devil and gently mixed their tongues.
“Heueup!”
Though he couldn’t control it well due to excitement.
He felt saliva he couldn’t swallow flowing down his chin. Seongyeom couldn’t even feel the tongue stirring his mouth. The hand that had been pushing Siwon’s chest was now digging in with fingernails raised, holding on.
“Ahup…. Heeu, heup!”
Barely giving him gaps to breathe and not releasing the grabbed chin at all, Seongyeom felt like his neck would be torn off. Finally, when the sensation in his neck was gradually disappearing, Siwon released it while twisting his chin. At that wicked nature, Seongyeom fell face-down onto the bed sheet soaked with saliva marks while panting.
“Ssiee….”
“Ssie?”
“Y-you perverted ahjussi!”
“Haha!”
Siwon, whose laughter burst at the word ahjussi he was hearing for the first time, propped up his head and asked.
“Now I’m an ahjussi?”
“Of course, you are an ahjussi! Just looking, you’re way older than me…!”
Before he could even finish speaking, his nipple was mercilessly twisted. Seongyeom urgently tapped the back of Siwon’s hand and shouted a retraction.
“Aheueuk… N-no, I was joking. Hyung. Could you let me call you hyung from now on….”
“You want to do that?”
“Ssiee….”
“Hm? What did you say?”
“No, I’m lacking in vitamin C…. But please, could you stop touching my chest. …Hyung?”
At the word hyung, Siwon immediately lowered his hand and even covered him with the blanket. Seongyeom forcibly swallowed his tears and gently covered his chest with his palm.
Fuck, petty bastard….
He didn’t forget to curse Siwon inwardly either.
