Different Dreams in the Same Bed (23)
Jeongbae’s body swayed.
“Ungh… hng… huuk….”
He was mounted on top of Jaehyuk’s body, his hole taking in the cock below. Each time he slowly rocked his body, the menacingly erect, dark red cock was revealed.
“Put it all in. Don’t just fidget around.”
“Uh… ah… you… it’s too deep….”
“Why are you acting innocent? You’re good at this kind of thing.”
“Huuk… huu… I… I’ll put it in. I’ll put it all in. So…”
“That car sex wasn’t your first time either, was it?”
Jeongbae hung his head low and firmly shut his mouth. Because it was true. Jaehyuk immediately thrust his hips up viciously. Jeongbae gasped at the cock digging in all the way to the root. He pressed down hard on that slender waist like grafting it, not letting it escape. Pheromones filled the room, and even amidst the pain, his cock stood up stiffly.
“Uaaah….”
“Ha… even when you’re caught, you should deny it. Why are you so clueless at times like this?”
“Hiik…. uh…. No. It’s not true.”
“Right? Jeongbae’s such a good boy.”
“Hng, haah.”
Jeongbae earnestly squirmed and worked his hips. If only he could change his heart with his body… with sex…
He could do anything. Jeongbae was simply bewildered because he couldn’t understand why Jaehyuk was so angry. But even in the midst of confusion, one thing was certain. He loved Jaehyuk so much. He was prepared to endure anything.
“Let’s do it today until your hole is completely unusable. Got it?”
It was frightening. But Jeongbae earnestly nodded his head. If that… would satisfy Jaehyuk.
“That way no one but me will look at you. For the time being….”
A chilling smile. Still, he was happy that Jaehyuk was smiling while looking at him. As Jeongbae earnestly moved his hips lewdly, he stretched out his arm and slowly traced Jaehyuk’s cheek with his fingertips. It seemed that his past had ignited a spark of doubt in Jaehyuk’s heart.
A promiscuous, low-class omega. His true self that would be revealed once the initial passion cooled. Doubt would turn to anger, and once the anger subsided, all affection would soon fade…. Still, he was fortunate that Jaehyuk seemed to still have interest in his body.
“Huut… good. It’s good. Jaehyuk.”
The scent of a deep forest. He was grateful for pheromones. His body grew languid and wet fluids flowed from below. Jeongbae spat out confessions as if he enjoyed the act. As he took the cock all the way to the root and earnestly rocked his hips, a satisfied smile appeared on Jaehyuk’s face. He was fortunate. To think this was working. He was truly fortunate.
“Good, good, so good.”
Large hands stroked his back as if he were praiseworthy.
‘It’s still okay for now.’
A faint smile appeared on Jeongbae’s face. Jaehyuk’s firm arms wrapped tightly around his body.
“Ah, brother-in-law Sejin. It’s me.”
“……”
“Yeah, make sure Lee Dogyeom can’t come home today. I don’t care how.”
“I don’t really care if he comes… but there’s someone who finds it troublesome. Ah, thanks. Yeah.”
As Jaehyuk hung up the phone while thrusting hard, Kang Jeongbae below moaned with his hand covering his mouth. Legs spread wide. Below them, the reddened hole tightly gripping his cock.
‘Ah, seriously driving me crazy.’
He threw the phone aside just like that. He spread those legs to their limit and thrust his cock in like crazy.
“Ungh, hik, hik, huk, huk, haah….”
With each squelching thrust of the cock, Jeongbae’s innocent puppy-like eyes melted lewdly. Jaehyuk slowly whispered into the ear of Jeongbae, who was swaying half out of his mind with pleasure.
“You can take your hand away. I hung up.”
“Mm, mm.”
“Show me your face. That expression is really hot.”
“Mm. Good. Do it more.”
Kang Jeongbae was particularly proactive today. He took the initiative to change positions this way and that, earnestly rocking his hips. That was so damn arousing that Jaehyuk was going at it while losing his mind. A fresh scent like watermelon or perhaps like tangerines.
Kang Jeongbae was sweet and sweet again. Jaehyuk sucked on his deeply flushed and swollen nipples while cumming fully inside.
“Haah, haah. Now that I’ve gotten rid of the nuisance, shall we do this properly?”
Jeongbae lying below nodded and laboriously raised his body. Watching to see what he would do, he got on all fours, raised his ass, and spread his hole open with both hands.
“Fuck.”
Jaehyuk unknowingly ground his teeth. From the reddened, slickly stretched lewd hole, what he had just ejaculated dripped out. The twitching hole. When he pressed his lips against it, he felt the bright red heated body flinch and tremble.
“Good, so good. More… more….”
It was different from the usual Kang Jeongbae somehow. The way he frantically pursued pleasure as if there were no tomorrow was bewitching beyond measure. The thought that something was slightly off briefly crossed Yoon Jaehyuk’s mind, but it quickly flew away from the stimulation entering through his eyes, ears, and nose.
“Good. Good. Jaehyuk.”
‘What thoughts? I’m about to go crazy….’
He pushed his fully erect cock inside from behind again and buried his nose in that slender nape. What should he do with this lovely and precious creature?
‘I don’t want to let go. I don’t want to show you to anyone. Only me… only to me….’
Dark and sinister thoughts rising more and more. Jaehyuk pounded Jeongbae’s hole while imagining carrying out each one. The highest grade of excitement and pleasure he had ever experienced wrapped around the young and arrogant alpha. He recalled the man who had stroked the back of Kang Jeongbae’s hand at the cafe earlier. Jaehyuk’s eyes narrowed sinisterly.
‘You can’t go anywhere.’
***
Dogyeom pulled off the cape and smiled brightly. His eyes folding into half-moons were lovely and pretty enough to make anyone turn around.
“All finished.”
“……”
The other person slowly stood up, tilted his head to the side, and stared at Dogyeom intently. It was Han Siheon, a member of the idol group Ether.
‘What the fuck is this bastard looking at?’
With a smiling face, Dogyeom cursed inwardly and endured the awkward moment. After the concert incident, surprisingly, Han Siheon visited the shop with a nonchalant face and still designated him as his stylist.
Dogyeom was already scared that a big fight might break out. But during several visits now, Siheon only stared at him silently without doing any particular harm.
‘Well, he’s a celebrity too…. Someone like me who he tried to have a one-night stand with and got rejected probably doesn’t even matter to him. Above all, it’s a story that’s not good for either of us to bring up.’
The number of people who would want to sleep with the popular idol Han Siheon would easily exceed four digits, regardless of nationality, gender, or age.
Siheon, who had been silently gazing at the business smile Dogyeom made, contrary to expectations that he might say something, only let out one sigh of unknown meaning before turning and leaving.
‘Acting all high and mighty.’
What’s with the atmosphere. Dogyeom pulled down his lower eyelid toward Siheon’s retreating back and stuck out his tongue, going “bleh.”
—Dogyeom, next is a dyeing appointment in 10 minutes. Finish up the VIP room and come to the second floor, please.
“Yes sir!”
Dogyeom, who energetically responded to the radio message in his in-ear, organized his tray. He picked up the scissors one by one that he had been using for several years now, perfectly familiar in his hands. At that moment, Dogyeom’s grinning expression stiffened briefly.
“……”
The scissors were a gift from Kim Sejin. On the day he first went to work at the shop, somehow knowing about it, Sejin held out a prettily wrapped box.
‘I’m totally an assistant, I don’t need scissors at first.’
‘Still, take it. I already bought it.’
‘I’m only going to be sweeping hair….’
When he hesitantly opened the lid, there was a Japanese brand hair-cutting scissors inside. It was the model Dogyeom had always wanted.
‘How did you know about this….’
‘I asked a senior who does hair styling.’
His tone was like it was nothing. Dogyeom silently picked up the scissors and tried them on his fingers. The weight, the balance, were surprisingly perfect for his hands. His throat tightened for no reason.
—Dogyeom, the customer is here.
“Yes!”
Dogyeom shook his head several times and quickly turned around.
‘And then not a single contact after that….’
“Who does he think he is, telling me what to say or not say.”
Dogyeom scratched his head irritably for no reason.
‘Don’t say that to anyone but me.’
‘Are you crazy?’
‘Do I look like someone who would go around the whole neighborhood blabbing that you’re an ada….’
At most, the only person he had told was Han Siheon who just left. Because that bastard—a quasi-rapist at that—had sweet-talked him saying he’d quit if Dogyeom told the truth. That insolent bastard deceiving him. Lee Dogyeom’s fist clenched tight once again.
“Ah, welcome. What color shall we do for you today?”
Dogyeom, approaching the seated customer, quickly changed his expression. A sweet smile and gentle voice. His mode as a terrible liar was flawless today as well.
“Dogyeom, are you dating someone these days?”
“Pardon?”
At Chaerin’s remark, Dogyeom’s eyes widened.
“Well, how should I put it, your expression has become deeper than before. Sometimes you make an unfamiliar face.”
“Dating what. I’m too busy making money. What about my face?”
“Haha, it’s a compliment. Before you were like a dumbass, but now you’ve become slightly sexy.”
Dogyeom clung to Chaerin’s back like a koala.
“Don’t know, don’t know. Dogyeom is going to be Manager’s cutie.”
“Aw, seriously you fox.”
“Hehe.”
Chaerin laughed and flicked Dogyeom’s nose. Dogyeom’s face, hanging on Chaerin’s back, stiffened briefly. His large eyes beneath long lashes wavered several times before his eye corners creased tightly again.
‘This kind of worry is a luxury.’
But Kim Sejin kept coming to mind. Those strong arms that had casually knocked Han Siheon to the floor and then lifted him up. Sejin in a suit with an expressionless face seemed like a completely different person. There wasn’t the slightest hesitation in his steps as he lifted him up with a serious face and left the hotel.
‘What is he, some prince or something.’
He erased the face that kept appearing, shaking it off again and again. He was satisfied with just Jeongbae hyung, but somehow one bear kept wandering around in his field of vision.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Today felt unusually long. It was probably because on days when Han Siheon came by, his energy was drained more.
‘I should really transfer to another shop. Or change stylists….’
He couldn’t understand why they stubbornly insisted when it was uncomfortable for both of them. After finishing his goodbye and just opening the glass door to leave.
“Dogyeom.”
A low, gentle voice calling him. Dogyeom’s smile stiffened hard again.
A big bear. It was Kim Sejin.
