Seongyeom clasped his buttocks with both hands and collapsed face-first. After burying his face and grumbling for a while, Seongyeom jerked his head up. Meeting that smug face directly, he bit his lower lip so hard it nearly tore.
No matter how much he’s the President, this isn’t right!
Seongyeom spoke without being intimidated by Siwon’s gaze.
“Stop hitting me now! Really! It hurts! I said it really hurts!”
“Really? Did it hurt?”
Even as he snapped right in front of his face, Siwon’s expression remained endlessly relaxed.
“Damn it… really…”
I said this much, so surely he’d understand.
Seongyeom’s face flushed red. While still covering his hands, Siwon had grabbed and spread both his buttocks apart. He could feel Siwon’s massive shaft, still hot, slowly rubbing against his exposed hole.
“…You said you weren’t going to do it anyway.”
It was none other than Siwon who had said he wouldn’t do it until his body fully recovered. At his tone implying what kind of threat this was when he wasn’t even going to put it in, Siwon spoke in a languid tone.
“I said I wouldn’t put it in, not that I’d leave it alone.”
Instead of letting go of Seongyeom’s buttocks, Siwon deeply inserted his heavily heated center between Seongyeom’s thighs. At the sight of Siwon’s thing visible just by lowering his head, Seongyeom flushed all the way to the nape of his neck. Soon after, a friction more explicit than penetration dug into his tender skin. Seongyeom hastily bit his lip.
“Ah, ngh…!”
“Press your knees together tight.”
Siwon’s hip thrusts were as rough as the time he’d held back had been long. Seongyeom wrapped both knees with his arms as Siwon instructed. As his buttocks pulled back, slapping sounds matched Siwon’s hip movements. Though there was no penetration, the act was practically no different from sex, and Seongyeom hastily reached out one hand to grip the bed sheets. The inside of his thighs was getting hot as if being burned.
Thinking once again how truly slender that forward-curved waist was, Siwon shook his lower body. Unable to hold back any longer at the moist flesh scent, he buried his face in Seongyeom’s nape.
“Haah.”
As if biting into fruit, Siwon gently sucked on Seongyeom’s nape while pouring out the hot heat he’d been suppressing with a rush between Seongyeom’s thighs. His lower body twitched intermittently as if he had penetrated. Holding the small body and savoring the afterglow, Siwon briefly kissed Seongyeom’s back.
“You can do it one more time, right?”
“Ah.”
At the subtle question, Seongyeom’s movement stopped abruptly. Before Seongyeom could turn around with a stiffened face, Siwon quickly thrust his hips up again.
“Ahht!”
***
After cooling down their heat, Siwon brought a wet towel from the bathroom. When he carefully grabbed and spread Seongyeom’s knees, his own traces that he’d thickly released were smeared all over the red chafed marks. After thoroughly wiping between his legs, Siwon lay down next to Seongyeom without a pillow. Then, pulling the still-warm body toward himself, he said.
“I liked the text you sent.”
“Text? What text?”
“Are you pretending not to know again, or do you really not know?”
Siwon had now become a Lee Seongyeom language decoder. To gauge the truth, he turned to look at Seongyeom with narrowed eyes.
“I really don’t know…”
“If you’re embarrassed, I’ll let it slide. So be honest.”
But Seongyeom still had an expression that said he didn’t know what he was talking about. Siwon got up from the bed and went to find his phone. He could easily find it in the jacket pocket he’d tossed aside to wash outside the bedroom. Siwon thrust the text in front of Seongyeom.
“I didn’t send this though?”
After reading the content for a moment, Lee Seongyeom played dumb even though his number was clearly displayed.
“It is my number, but… Seoldong did this.”
Siwon’s expression darkened rapidly. He snatched away the phone Seongyeom was looking at and examined the text again.
“That bastard Choi Seoldong…”
Siwon made a stern expression as if the phone itself were Seoldong. Watching that, Seongyeom couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Haha…! It was obviously Seoldong’s way of talking at first glance, did you really not know?”
“How was I supposed to know that…?”
As Seongyeom laughed and naturally made eye contact, Siwon felt somehow embarrassed. Feeling heat rising to his face as well, he averted his gaze, pretending to brush the back of his head.
“Haha…”
Into Seongyeom’s eyes as he laughed happily came the sight of ears flushed bright red. Though he didn’t know why, his heart strangely seemed to flutter at Siwon’s flustered appearance. Seongyeom silently took in Siwon’s expression with his eyes.
“It must have been Kwon Yi Cheong who put him up to it.”
Siwon tossed the phone with its screen turned off onto the bed. Then he suddenly noticed that Seongyeom had become quiet, and when he turned to look at him, he had a dreamy expression. Siwon slowly lowered the hand that had been stroking his neck and asked.
“Lee Seongyeom?”
“…Yes.”
Seongyeom answered a beat late, having been absorbed in appreciating Siwon’s face. Then his body swayed at the hand that suddenly grabbed his arm.
“What…!”
“You don’t seem to have a fever. Why? Are you hurt somewhere? Should I call Daerim?”
“What…?”
He suddenly said something absurd with a serious face. A brief silence flowed between them. Seongyeom, who had been examining Siwon’s eyes with a puzzled face, soon understood the situation and burst into laughter.
“Ahahaha!”
“…Why are you laughing?”
“Haha… You thought I was sick?”
“Then…?”
“Pfft.”
At Siwon’s expression that seemed to say ‘Then what was that?’, Seongyeom giggled while lying down completely.
Do the other hyungs know? That the President has this kind of unexpectedly charming side.
Seongyeom hugged the pillow and looked up at Siwon as if he were absolutely adorable. Siwon covered his face with his large hand and avoided that gaze, but couldn’t hide his reddened ears.
“Don’t look.”
“Why not, you’re cute.”
“You really…”
He had no immunity to such words whatsoever. Siwon quietly took in Seongyeom, visible through the gaps between his fingers. His black eyes that concealed his inner thoughts were full of the wickedness of wanting to pounce on him right away.
I’m glad he seems to be in a good mood.
Seongyeom didn’t notice the gaze settling heavily on him and still swung one leg with a smiling face. To Siwon’s eyes, that looked exactly like a puppy wagging its tail. If he could protect that smile, he could show his foolish side as much as needed. What was important was hearing the answer to his proposal.
If things continue like this, there shouldn’t be any problems, but it wouldn’t be bad to have a safeguard just in case.
“…Wait a moment.”
Having calmed down the heat to some degree, Siwon got up and entered the arched room at the front. Seongyeom, who had never left the bed, widened his eyes at Siwon disappearing into an unfamiliar room. Dangling his legs, he watched where he had disappeared with curious eyes.
“Ah…”
The curiosity didn’t last long. At the sight of him going in naked and coming out wearing pants, Seongyeom nodded as if somewhat deflated. At Seongyeom’s expression that couldn’t be mistaken even without words, Siwon asked in a rather bright voice.
“What’s that expression? Not interested?”
“In what?”
“That’s the face of not liking this?”
Seongyeom’s eyes widened at the platinum card Siwon held up.
“A credit card? You already gave me one before? The one you gave me to buy groceries…”
…But Cheong and Seoldong used it more for entertainment expenses…
Seongyeom couldn’t finish the rest and bit his rolled lip. As if he knew what he was trying to say even without being told, Siwon nodded.
“Anyway, use that one for household expenses, and use this one for yourself. I’ll text you the password. I’ll change it.”
“What? No… Why? You’re giving me this again?”
“Because it’s annoying to give you money every time. You can withdraw cash too, so use it however you want.”
“I mean, why do you keep giving me money…”
“In return, play the role of my lover when I need you to from now on.”
Having finished speaking, Siwon showed a smile that made Seongyeom freeze. But Seongyeom couldn’t smile along with that smile. Looking down at the platinum card placed on his palm, Seongyeom felt like he’d been hit on the head.
“Ah…”
Was this what he meant? When he said he’d give me money. The President didn’t like me. He needed someone to pretend to be his lover. So it was all my misunderstanding. The thought that the President would like me too, just like I like him…
…That’s not right.
It definitely wasn’t a misunderstanding…
At the gaze that kept drifting to the side, Siwon snapped his fingers. The eyes that followed blankly looked confused. Before their eyes could meet, Siwon turned his gaze away and asked in a nonchalant tone.
“Was it twenty-six million?”
At the amount he heard, his mouth went completely dry. Seongyeom swallowed and raised his head. He could see Siwon going to the desk placed in front of the window, picking up a pen and busily moving his hand.
“Then just for one month, it’s over fifty million?”
“……”
“If you combine it with what you’re getting now, hm? How much is it exactly?”
In Siwon’s hand as he returned to Seongyeom’s side was a piece of paper. It was a hastily written contract.
“Exactly one month. Let’s make it a clean 30 days. Twenty-six million as advance payment. Twenty-six million after contract expiration. How about it?”
“……”
“Not good enough?”
Seongyeom’s complexion gradually darkened. Siwon turned over the contract with a deliberately incredulous expression.
“This is quite a lot to give, though?”
Scratching his head and seeming to think for a moment, he put his hand in his pocket and returned to the desk to rummage through the drawer.
“What are you going to do with all this money anyway?”
It wasn’t really a question asked out of curiosity. Siwon found a bundle of papers in the corner of the drawer with a tone tinged with amusement. After roughly writing in numbers, he approached Seongyeom and tossed it down.
“Ah.”
“Right, since I’m spending anyway, why not spend more. I feel like you need to get a taste of it too.”
What Siwon had tossed was a check with forty-two million won written on it. Seongyeom blankly looked down at that terrifying piece of paper.
“…Are you serious…?”
Eyes reddened with hurt looked up at Siwon. They were eyes that seemed like something would pour out if touched even slightly. Siwon felt his heart throb for a moment.
