I got down from the sofa and sat on the floor, rummaging through the documents for no reason. What do I want to do with Jung Yoonseo right now? I felt my heart beating subtly faster than before.
Jung Yoonseo sometimes stares at me silently without saying anything. Jung Yoonseo was skilled at hiding his thoughts and knew well how to get what he wanted. But the reason I could tell what Jung Yoonseo was thinking now was because Jung Yoonseo didn’t particularly try to hide such things in front of me.
Jung Yoonseo had helped with my absurd request more devotedly than I thought, and found me out in that situation. That… felt quite amazing.
The casual skinship, this kind of favor, allocating one of his few free weekends to me—the meaning was clear. It was all affection.
Was Jung Yoonseo lowering his head toward me, staring at me intently, and subtly touching me all acts of begging for a kiss?
Could I kiss Jung Yoonseo?
Until recently, I had no doubt that I liked women, but now I seemed to need to doubt it a bit.
As I roughly gathered the documents and tapped them on the table to organize them, a hand gently cupped my chin and tilted my head back slightly to look at the ceiling. Of course, there wasn’t a ceiling there but Jung Yoonseo looking down.
“…Should we watch a movie?”
At my question, Jung Yoonseo brushed back my hair to reveal my forehead and answered.
“We should stop watching hero movies now. Time to graduate.”
“But hyung likes those things.”
“I used to like them.”
“Not now?”
Jung Yoonseo was silent for a moment before answering.
“Now I want to do something else more, so I guess I’ve grown up a bit.”
Jung Yoonseo’s face was close. Among the countless hero movies Jung Yoonseo had mentioned, I suddenly remembered the scene where they kiss hanging upside down in the movie with the man bitten by a spider. I used to wonder while watching that movie whether kissing like that wouldn’t be uncomfortable.
“Push me away if you don’t like it.”
Jung Yoonseo’s lips touched mine upside down. When I slightly parted my lips, Jung Yoonseo’s tongue burrowed into my mouth. A kiss where tongues should normally be pressed tightly together kept touching the roof of my mouth instead. I thought it traced the lower teeth, but that was the upper teeth. The soft fronts of our tongues rubbed together gently. I think I understand a bit how that hero felt… or maybe not.
“Why aren’t you pushing me away?”
Jung Yoonseo’s lips gently separated and he whispered with our noses touching.
“You said you wanted to become good friends with me.”
“Friends…”
Before I could open my mouth to say anything, I felt our lips touching again. My head was still tilted back, so I felt the area around my neck getting stiff. But before I could properly think about that, Jung Yoonseo’s tongue pushed into my mouth again.
Because our mouths were locked upside down, our teeth subtly bumped. But it didn’t feel clumsy. I tilted my head slightly to the side so Jung Yoonseo could comfortably ravage my mouth. Feeling our mouths lock a bit more, Jung Yoonseo let out a sigh-like laugh. And immediately my tongue was roughly sucked in.
Jung Yoonseo’s kiss was persistent and skilled. Jung Yoonseo thoroughly swept over my teeth, the roof of my mouth, the tip of my tongue, and even the soft inner flesh of my cheeks. When I seemed to run out of breath, he detached our lips at the right timing, then reattached them. The hand that had been holding my chin smoothly traveled down my neck and caressed near my Adam’s apple. I swallowed involuntarily. Jung Yoonseo slowly stroked as my Adam’s apple moved up and then returned to its original position. After stroking my neck for a while, Jung Yoonseo lowered his hand to my collarbone and swept over it. I felt goosebumps rising at Jung Yoonseo’s touch.
“Hyung, just a moment.”
I barely managed to separate our lips and speak. Jung Yoonseo slowly pulled his head back while maintaining an angle where he could reattach our lips at any moment.
“My neck hurts. Just a moment.”
It was true. After kissing with my head tilted back for so long, my neck was stiff. At my words, Jung Yoonseo held my arm without hurting me.
“Come up.”
I gathered the documents I’d been gripping tightly until then and put them down. Even in that brief time, Jung Yoonseo pulled my arm as if urging me.
Neither of us kissing in our right minds was a mistake. Since it wasn’t really that kind of atmosphere, I couldn’t make the excuse that we got carried away by the mood. Everything was confusing, but it was true that I hadn’t stopped Jung Yoonseo’s kiss.
“Doesn’t the light seem a bit too bright?”
At my words, Jung Yoonseo sighed and opened his phone to operate an app. Shortly after, the light went out completely. But with the open curtains letting in sunlight, the living room didn’t get dark.
I obediently sat on the sofa. Jung Yoonseo put his phone on the table and overlapped his body onto mine. In an instant, my body fell backward. Our lips immediately locked.
When I panted from lack of breath, Jung Yoonseo detached our lips with good timing. Jung Yoonseo whispered in my ear.
“First time kissing a man, right?”
…It’s the third time.
When I hesitated to answer and just rolled my eyes, Jung Yoonseo firmly grabbed my chin. Jung Yoonseo’s low voice immediately sounded like an interrogation.
“Who did you do it with?”
“It just happened…”
“So who with? You said you’re straight.”
Should I say I did it while drunk? Though the second time wasn’t me drinking but the other person.
“Before, during a drinking game, the penalty was kissing a guy. If we didn’t kiss, we both had to drink, but I said I’d drink his share too. But he said leaving it awkwardly like that was more burdensome, so we just kissed.”
At my words, Jung Yoonseo laughed as if incredulous and swept his hair back with one hand.
“Then what about the other one?”
“What other one?”
Jung Yoonseo’s hand stealthily moved downward. After his fingertips brushed my waist and pubic bone, he slightly forced open the inside of my thighs and gently caressed them. Ah, the other one…
“Of course I’ve never done it.”
“Right? I was worried this might also be a penalty.”
At Jung Yoonseo’s words, I tried to sit up slightly, but Jung Yoonseo blocked me from getting up with one hand.
“Why? You don’t like it?”
When I looked at Jung Yoonseo silently, Jung Yoonseo climbed up on top of me, half-lying down, and repeatedly pressed and released his lips on my cheek and neck.
“…You don’t like it?”
When I still remained silent, Jung Yoonseo sucked on my collarbone area a bit more and said coaxingly.
“I want to do it with you right now.”
“With me…”
“Earlier I thought just kissing would be fine, but since you’re accepting me… I can’t stand wanting to do more with you. Hm?”
I silently caressed Jung Yoonseo’s bright hair with my hand. I wanted to tuck the slightly long hair behind his ear, so I swept the hair back, but it was a bit too short for that, so it fell forward again with a rustle.
Since I was only wearing a comfortable t-shirt, taking it off was easy. I slowly took off my t-shirt and dropped it on the floor. Jung Yoonseo silently waited for my actions, then immediately pounced on me again. The sucking kisses on my neck and chin gradually became stickier.
“Don’t leave marks…”
“It’s cold now, you can just wear a turtleneck.”
“My uniform is regrettably a shirt.”
“Then how about quitting?”
“What does that mean?”
When Jung Yoonseo unbuckled my pants, I lifted my hips to help Jung Yoonseo take off my pants. Jung Yoonseo’s touch stroking down my thighs was sticky.
“Hyung has done it with both men and women, right?”
At my question, Jung Yoonseo, who had stopped stroking my thighs for a moment, answered half-heartedly.
“…That’s right.”
If he’s done it with both men and women, isn’t this a bit unfair in terms of profit and loss? I haven’t done it with a man. That’s not to say I didn’t know what doing it with a man was like. As an adult, there were things you could know without specifically looking for them. The fact that procreation continued even in an era without porn proved that…
As I wandered through random thoughts I wouldn’t normally have, I stroked Jung Yoonseo’s hair as he sucked on the area around my stomach, gently gripped his chin and lifted it. Jung Yoonseo obediently met my eyes. I don’t know how much more time had passed, but the sunset shining orange through the curtains I’d opened earlier colored the spacious living room. And it seeped into Jung Yoonseo’s flawlessly beautifully sculpted face, adding even more beauty to Jung Yoonseo’s already impactful face.
Jung Yoonseo, conscious that I was looking at his face, pretended to be submissive and lowered his eyes demurely so I could see more comfortably. His smoothly well-shaped forehead, three-dimensional nose, eyelashes that seemed to shine when light hit them because they were so bright, and appropriately pretty plump lips were contained in white skin, capturing the sunset light as is.
