“Ahh! Why, why?”
“To check where it hurts.”
“I think it got scraped here.”
The inside of his white thighs was tinged red. Looking like a white puppy, as if to prove he was a hothouse flower, his body was delicate and soft—it turned red easily with just a little pressure. His mochi-like thighs seemed to be the same way.
Daehoon lay on the bed with the whining Woo Ilkyung and put him on top of him. But it wasn’t a position facing Daehoon.
“Hm?”
A bewildered Ilkyung twisted his body and looked down at Daehoon.
“Stay lying on your stomach like that. I’ll see how badly it’s scraped.”
“What? B-but the position is a bit…”
Woo Ilkyung knew what position it would be if he lay on his stomach here. No matter how inexperienced Ilkyung was, that meant he had no experience with men—it didn’t mean he had no other sexual experience. The position Director Ha was requesting now was none other than lying down with his buttocks and hole visible in front of his face. In other words, it was the 69 position, overlapping while looking at each other’s genitals.
“You’ve shown me everything there is to see, good and bad, so what are you hesitating about now? Hurry up and lie down.”
Before Ilkyung could even answer, Ha Daehoon grabbed Ilkyung’s hip bones and pulled him all the way.
“Wh-what! Wait, wait!”
Ilkyung flailed like someone drowning and was dragged down flat just like that. As a result, he ended up burying his face in Daehoon’s genitals. Daehoon narrowed his brow slightly. Though he’d ejaculated, his still-erect penis rubbed against Ilkyung’s small face.
“Did you want to eat it?”
“Wh-what?”
“My dick.”
“N-no, I don’t.”
The flustered Ilkyung tried to get up, but was pulled back even further by Daehoon’s hand once more. Daehoon spread Ilkyung’s legs wide and pretended to examine the inside of the thigh where Woo Ilkyung said it hurt. In truth, he didn’t care about that at all.
Daehoon pressed his lips against the tender flesh on the inside of the thigh. Then he nibbled with his lips and kissed moistly.
“No, that’s not it—you said you’d look because it hurts there…”
“Yeah, I am looking.”
“No you’re not, ahhh!”
Daehoon held his lips on the inside of both thighs and then licked lengthily. Then he pulled Ilkyung’s thighs sharply and buried his face between his buttocks. His tongue immediately licked the hole lengthily.
* * *
“You know, Director.”
Ilkyung, who had drooped like mochi heated in the microwave, sprawled out on the bed in a big X and called for Daehoon. Daehoon, who was about to lie down on the bed after drying his hair completely, looked down at Ilkyung’s call. Woo Ilkyung’s hair, which he had personally dried just moments ago, was fluffy. Looking at the puppy-like back of his head, Daehoon clenched and unclenched his fist to resist the urge to press down on it once with his large hand.
“Director, you know.”
Since he didn’t answer, he called again. Daehoon gestured with his eyes as if to say speak.
Woo Ilkyung was stuck there comfortably as if this place had always been his spot. He seemed like someone showing what it meant to be one with the bed.
“Hurry up and lie down. I have something to say.”
“You need to move over so I can lie down. Or should I go sleep in the guest room?”
Ilkyung rolled around once in a circle. Woo Ilkyung’s buttocks were round as he rolled around and lay on his stomach again. He didn’t know how deliciously he’d eaten that ass. If he stripped him, it would be worth seeing. The white buttocks would be covered in bite marks and handprints—what a mess it would be, but it was a shame he had to dress him in pajamas like that. Perhaps because Woo Ilkyung’s skin was so white, marks were easily left. He wanted to leave nothing but handprints later. Would he cry loudly if his white buttocks were completely covered in handprints? That seemed like it would be fun too. Not knowing Daehoon was thinking such things, Woo Ilkyung patted the spot next to him.
“Lie down here, quickly. It would be weird if you went to sleep in another room when Director has a bed.”
Until now, they’d been very careful about even their bodies touching, but after going on that breakup trip and sleeping together once, it seemed to have gotten a bit easier. Daehoon and Ilkyung both newly realized that once is difficult, but after that it’s not so much.
When Daehoon lay on the bed, Ilkyung wriggled and stuck right to his side. Woo Ilkyung’s sleeping habits were so bad, yet when someone was next to him, he tried to stick close and sleep. While sleeping in the same bed as Woo Ilkyung, Daehoon had felt like kicking him with his foot and dropping him to the floor multiple times. He slept so roughly that the words “just use the whole bed yourself” rose up to the tip of his chin.
“So what is it?”
“Can’t we go to work together tomorrow?”
Ilkyung mumbled, closing his eyes as if tired and burrowing into Daehoon’s side.
“Hm? Why aren’t you answering?”
When Daehoon didn’t answer, Ilkyung lifted his eyes full of drowsiness and looked at him, urging an answer.
“We’re taking Ilkyung-ssi’s car anyway. I left my car at the Center.”
“Ah, anyone listening would think you only have one car.”
Ilkyung said sulkily.
“Who doesn’t know Director has several cars?”
“You’re quick to catch on. I’ll take you tomorrow, so don’t worry and sleep.”
“That’s not it…”
“Yeah.”
Daehoon answered while stroking the small head with his large hand.
“I feel like as soon as I enter the Center tomorrow, people will look at me like a monkey at the zoo.”
“Why?”
“You know. It’s already funny that I awakened as an Esper at this age, and on top of that, someone who was in the Field Support Team until just now is an Esper.”
“What’s wrong with that? It means you’re more capable. Still, if you’re worried, I’ll make it so people can’t even come talk to you. I’ll make sure they can’t even come near, so don’t worry needlessly and sleep.”
“Mmm.”
Ilkyung nodded and buried his face in Daehoon’s chest again.
“Stroke my back.”
“Okay.”
Daehoon gently touched the fluffy back of the head until Ilkyung fell deep asleep. Even though Ilkyung said several times, “No, I said back, back,” he didn’t pretend to hear.
* * *
“When you get out, stick close to my side and go in. Don’t get distracted and lose me and end up surrounded by people.”
“What do you mean ‘again’? That’s never happened.”
“Yeah right. Who was the person who got caught between Espers and Guides fighting and got drenched?”
“Why are you remembering something like that!”
Ilkyung bounced up and down. He had completely forgotten, but it seemed Director Ha hadn’t forgotten.
As soon as they got out of the car, Ilkyung followed closely behind Daehoon. He started walking looking only at Daehoon’s back, in case someone tried to talk to him. Normally, Daehoon would say he was going to smoke a cigarette and tell him to go up first, but today he entered the Center without a word as soon as they got out. Ilkyung thought that was fortunate.
Originally, both Daehoon and Ilkyung tended to arrive early, so the Center lobby wasn’t very crowded. But he caught sight of a few people he knew. Ilkyung stuck closer to Daehoon’s back, afraid his eyes would meet those people.
“Anyone seeing this would think you’re riding on my back.”
Daehoon muttered. Ilkyung wrinkled his eyebrows in a frown and shook his head.
“People keep staring.”
“I know. Who’s saying anything? Just keep riding on my back like that. Should I just carry you on my back?”
“You must be crazy, seriously.”
“I told you to stick to my side, not ride on my back.”
“Ah, seriously, why are you being like this?”
Ilkyung protested so people couldn’t hear. Daehoon went and stood in front of the elevator without any expression.
“Let’s take the one next to it.”
“What? That’s the executive elevator.”
“That’s why I’m saying let’s take it.”
“No, that’s…”
“I’m an executive, so what’s the problem? You sure talk a lot.”
Before he could even answer, Daehoon pulled Ilkyung into the executive elevator. Loaded like luggage, Ilkyung looked at Daehoon with a dumbfounded expression, but Daehoon said nothing. Only as the door was closing did Ilkyung understand. A bunch of people were coming toward the elevator from over there.
“Thank you.”
“You were walking with your nose pressed to my back, so you couldn’t see anyone coming.”
“Tch.”
He could just accept the thanks, but he has to say something. Ilkyung pouted his lips at Daehoon’s scolding.
“I’ll have to report to the Research Team starting today.”
