“Take your time.”
Seunggeon glanced over briefly then focused on the tablet again. Chaehun didn’t particularly mind. There had been a few times until now when he’d waited for Seunggeon to finish his work.
Feeling thirsty, Chaehun headed to the kitchen before washing up. Inside the large refrigerator was only bottled water. Chaehun wondered what Seunggeon ate to live whenever he saw the empty refrigerator.
Seunggeon said breakfast was delivered, and he took care of both lunch and dinner outside. Even so, there should at least be simple snacks, fruits, or preference foods. But Seunggeon’s refrigerator was literally completely empty. His saying he didn’t enjoy eating wasn’t empty words.
Chaehun, for whom one of life’s pleasures was eating delicious food, couldn’t understand. Thinking it was a boring preference as he drank water, Chaehun’s eyes caught a suspicious box placed on the dining table.
It was a rectangular leather bag with considerable volume. It was small for a travel bag and shaped differently to be called a suitcase. Guessing within the range of what Chaehun knew, it looked like a professional cosmetics bag.
“It’s wine.”
Chaehun, who couldn’t touch it and was just staring, looked up at Seunggeon’s words. The living room and kitchen had an open structure. Seunggeon was looking this way.
“Wine?”
“I received it as a gift, I brought it to drink together.”
Seunggeon occasionally brought snacks, saying they were gifts he’d received. Most were high-end cookies or chocolates. For Chaehun, they were hard to obtain, so he ate them very deliciously. Seunggeon, who had a small appetite, only ate one or two. Anyway, bringing alcohol was a first.
“Is it a congratulatory gift for becoming CEO?”
“You know about that?”
“Rumors spread at the hospital. About the young CEO-nim. Can I open this?”
Chaehun spoke casually. There was a disconnect between Taehwa Group’s CEO and Seunggeon right in front of him, so he didn’t think much of it. Chaehun alternately looked at the box and at Seunggeon, who was watching this way.
Because there was quite a distance, Seunggeon’s expression wasn’t exact, but he seemed to be making a rather strange face.
“Why? You said let’s drink?”
“Open it.”
“Oh. Nice.”
Letting out an exclamation, Chaehun opened the box without another word. Inside were two green wine bottles. Taking out one of them, Chaehun tried to read the label but confirmed it wasn’t in English and gave up.
Chaehun, who was strong with alcohol and enjoyed drinking good liquor, once tried hard to study wine but gave up. It was both because it was too complicated and because traditional liquor was more his taste. So now, all he did was purchase cheap red wine as a cooking ingredient.
“They said it was good stuff.”
Before he knew it, Seunggeon had come close. He naturally took out wine glasses from the cupboard and placed them on the dining table. Then he took the wine bottle from Chaehun’s hand and skillfully removed the cork stopper with the opener that came in the box. The glasses filled with red wine.
“Take it.”
Chaehun took the glass Seunggeon held out. The fragrance was good. Good enough that it was a shame to drink standing in the kitchen. Still, since Seunggeon didn’t budge, Chaehun took a sip right there. The taste was as excellent as the fragrance. After sipping a bit, he emptied the glass in one gulp.
“Delicious.”
“It’s strange.”
Chaehun, who had been smiling satisfactorily, smiled more deeply because of Seunggeon saying it was bitter. He said he didn’t enjoy alcohol, and apparently wine wasn’t good either.
“You don’t like wine either?”
“The scents of flowers, trees, and fruits mixed with alcohol make a strange taste.”
It was natural for wine to have the scents of flowers, trees, and fruits. But Seunggeon made a face as if he’d eaten an unripe persimmon, then placed the glass still full of wine on the dining table. Conversely, Chaehun filled his empty glass with wine and drank another glass. As he tried to fill his glass a third time, Seunggeon moved the bottle aside.
Chaehun glared at Seunggeon with shining eyes. Even dogs aren’t touched when they’re eating.
“What’s wrong?”
“You’re going to wash up, right? Many accidents happen in bathrooms.”
Seunggeon was very serious. At the attitude like dealing with a drunk, Chaehun laughed. He couldn’t say he wouldn’t get drunk from just this. Having drunk quickly, he was getting slightly tipsy.
“I already washed. I don’t need to wash. So let’s just have one more glass. Hm?”
Chaehun smiled brightly and held out the glass. Just in case, he’d washed and changed clothes before leaving. If he didn’t wash, there’d be no falling in the bathroom, so he should be allowed to drink more.
After looking at him with suspicious eyes for a moment, Seunggeon only filled a third of the glass.
“Stingy.”
“You drank a lot.”
“This is nothing.”
Chaehun grumbled as he drank the meager amount of wine. He set the glasses down side by side and looked at Seunggeon.
“Can I kiss you?”
“No. Go brush your teeth. Don’t shower.”
As if he didn’t want a kiss that tasted strange, Seunggeon took half a step back. Chaehun followed with a smile.
“The taste changes when you kiss.”
When he brought his face close, Seunggeon made a doubtful expression but didn’t avoid him. Chaehun, who went slightly on tiptoe due to the height difference, gently pressed their lips together briefly then pulled away.
“How is it?”
“Not strange.”
Not strange, he says. Truly a dry impression, just like Seunggeon. Still, Chaehun smiled and pressed their lips together again.
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“Hngh. Ngh. Mmnh.”
Every time Seunggeon’s member roughly thrust up inside, moans leaked from Chaehun’s mouth. Chaehun, who was lying face down on the bed receiving Seunggeon, shuddered at the unbearable pleasure. Because he kept jabbing only at the places he felt, his vision flashed. He couldn’t endure anymore.
“Nngh.”
Chaehun reached climax while swallowing the moans that seemed about to burst out. Semen gushed from his stiffly erect member. Chaehun had no leisure to feel the thrilling sense of release and afterglow. Seunggeon was still stirring inside.
The continuing pleasure was like poison. Chaehun, still lying face down, grabbed Seunggeon’s hands that were gripping his waist.
“Now, hah, nngh. Stop.”
“You, you’re clenching tight and not letting go.”
At Chaehun’s plea, Seunggeon answered with raw words. Even in his heated state, Chaehun felt his face flush. It was true that he was tightening his rear as if to devour Seunggeon.
“Since I’m clenching tight, just come already! Ngh!”
As he yelled out in frustration, Seunggeon’s movements quickened. At the fierce penetration, Chaehun’s weakened body shook wildly. Then Seunggeon, who had plunged deep inside Chaehun, let out a sigh and trembled for a long moment.
Chaehun, who had held his breath waiting for that moment to pass, collapsed flat onto the bed as soon as Seunggeon pulled out his member and moved away. He felt feverish and dizzy.
A sound of exhaustion nearly escaped. Until now, he’d been confident in his stamina. It was thanks to exercising hard from childhood until now. But every time he had sex with Seunggeon, he ended up completely worn out.
Seunggeon was not only overflowing with energy but also persistent. Rather than lightly enjoying sex, he wrung people dry to the extreme of pleasure. Fortunately the sexual compatibility was good, but there were times when he thought he might die from feeling too much.
So in conclusion, sex with Seunggeon was good but too exhausting.
It was too childish for a worry, so he was just laughing to himself when he heard Seunggeon’s voice from above his head.
“Chaehun-ah?”
“Yeah.”
Chaehun answered perfunctorily to Seunggeon’s call. When he opened his eyes slightly, his gaze met Seunggeon’s, who was wearing a robe and looking this way. Seeing the guy so fresh unlike himself sprawled out, he felt both envious and spiteful.
Must be nice to be overflowing with energy. He swallowed the childish jealous words this time too. He thought he really needed to start serious stamina training.
“If you’re going to sleep, lie down properly. Your posture is bad.”
“No. I’m not sleeping. I’ll wash up and go back.”
Chaehun, suddenly wide awake, got up from his seat sluggishly.
At first, he’d fallen asleep at the hotel and then scrambled the next morning to get to work. Learning from that experience, whether it was a weekday or weekend, once sex was over, he unconditionally returned to his studio apartment.
Slipping out of bed, Chaehun put on the robe that had been prepared and headed to the shared bathroom in the living room.
*
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Washing up was quick. He roughly dried his hair, wrapped a towel around his waist, and left the bathroom. He ran into Seunggeon, who was on a phone call, as he was heading to the bedroom to change clothes.
