#106
“That day I was presumptuous. Even at this age… after raising a child and going through all that trouble, I haven’t changed a bit.”
“No, sir. Presumptuous…? I thought you had every right to speak that way.”
“…You’re kind.”
Chairman Lee examined Eunhong in detail with a profound gaze. Even though age had softened him, a predator remained a predator. Before those experienced eyes, Eunhong felt completely exposed.
“That day when Jaeha cut the conversation short, your expression looked so bad that it kept bothering me.”
“Ah…”
“I couldn’t sleep for days thinking I might have created problems where there were none.”
Eunhong blinked. He wondered what his expression had looked like when Jaeha said he wouldn’t marry.
“Child.”
“Yes?”
“I sincerely want to help you.”
Chairman Lee reached across the table and took Eunhong’s hand. His wrinkled hand was warm.
“Our connection has lasted since you were young. If you have any difficulties, feel free to tell me anything. Think of me as your own grandfather. Okay?”
“…Thank you.”
His face must have relaxed without him realizing it. Chairman Lee’s gaze noticeably softened as well. With an expression eerily similar to Jaeha’s, he wrinkled his nose and repeatedly asked forgiveness for his grandfatherly meddling. Sensing feelings that couldn’t be fully expressed in words, Eunhong smiled back with crinkled eyes.
“Living with a trait is not easy. There will inevitably be times when living outside the norm becomes burdensome. There’s no excuse for how Suhyeok lived, but still, as his father, I couldn’t treat him harshly.”
“…Yes.”
“I have much to apologize to Jaeha for.”
Chairman Lee looked weary and exhausted. He was someone who had lived stubbornly pushing people in his own way, never yielding even once. The fact that such a person was showing vulnerability to someone as young as Eunhong and taking a step back opened Eunhong’s heart. He felt as though he was experiencing, if only slightly, the affection of a grandfather he had never known. Eunhong held his hand and smiled back like an obedient grandson.
***
Buried in the long sofa, he had drifted off to sleep. Not long after Chairman Lee left, Eunhong had vomited everything in his stomach. The dinner had been comfortable and warm, so he didn’t understand why it happened. His stomach had twisted so badly that he emptied everything without leaving a single morsel, and only after bringing up bile could he finally leave the toilet.
After brushing his teeth twice and gargling with his uncomfortable left hand, his body went limp. Unaware that Eunhong had thrown up, Mrs. Ham asked why his face was so pale and incorrectly guessed that the Chairman must have said something unpleasant. It took quite a while to explain that wasn’t the case before Mrs. Ham finally set aside her worries and went home. Afterward, Eunhong sat in front of the TV to kill time but fell asleep as if passing out.
A long, dark shadow fell over Eunhong’s sleeping body. When it blocked the evening sun that had been staining his face crimson, he stirred, smacking his small lips. Jaeha leaned in, unbuttoning the soft silk pajamas Eunhong was wearing. The surroundings were so quiet that the sound of the leather sofa compressing seemed loud.
The soft silk tie hanging from Jaeha’s neck tickled Eunhong’s stomach. His eyelashes fluttered before suddenly lifting. Eunhong slowly blinked a couple of times before coming to his senses at the scent filling his nostrils. Like the sunset-filled living room, everything below his neck instantly heated up.
“Is Eunhong awake?”
“…Ah.”
Eunhong flinched at the sensation of his nipple being bitten. Jaeha laughed with a muffled voice in response. Eunhong fumbled to raise his hand and pulled at Jaeha’s hair, but Jaeha continued what he was doing without concern. He kept twisting and firmly biting the saliva-wet nipple as if squeezing it. An electric current ran down from both sides, pooling in his lower abdomen.
“Hng…”
As he tried to endure the sensation by biting his lower lip, Jaeha’s thumb entered his mouth. Having found something to bite instead of his lip, Eunhong eagerly bit the finger, rolling his tongue and sucking it greedily.
Jaeha, who had buried his face in Eunhong’s chest, slowly raised his head. With his back to the window, the backlighting made his expression difficult to see in the dimness. Eunhong tried to keep his drowsy eyes wide open.
“You were sleeping so well, not even noticing when I came in…”
The hand stroking down his waist was suggestive. The temperature it carried clearly foreshadowed what would happen next. His upper body, completely unbuttoned, was already mottled with color. Eunhong, who had been making eye contact with Jaeha, looked him up and down.
The neat gray suit and the tight tie made the man look ascetic. Below the waist wrapped in a white shirt, where the tie pointed to the center, it was already noticeably bulging. It was incongruous. Remembering how he had once been excited by this image of Jaeha alone, Eunhong’s earlobes grew warm.
“…When did you get here… Aren’t you going to change clothes?”
Eunhong twisted his body at the touch of hands removing his pants. The pheromones that had seemed to have dried up recently began pouring out sweet scent like a burst bag of sugar with just a couple of touches from Jaeha. His lower region quickly stirred to attention, and underneath became damp with wetness. What an easy body he had.
Jaeha smiled faintly and removed Eunhong’s pants and underwear together, tossing them aside. Unlike himself, who was now completely naked, Jaeha was still neatly dressed, making Eunhong feel a surge of shame. The sturdy thighs rubbing firmly against his legs had long been thoroughly soaked with his bodily fluids.
Eunhong looked up at him, panting with clear, moist eyes. Jaeha quietly looked down at Eunhong beneath him, then traced from his chest to his groin with his long fingertips. The pale, supple skin gradually turned pink along his touch.
“…”
His gaze grew darker and heavier. Whether from the cool settling pheromones or because all the moisture had leaked below, his mouth became parched. Eunhong licked his dry lips once and sought Jaeha’s eyes. Soon, their gazes met as Jaeha looked down at his body. Jaeha also stuck out his red tongue, moistened his own lips, and whispered. His deep voice broke hoarsely.
“You like this, don’t you?”
“Huh?”
“Do you know how you look at me when I’m dressed like this?”
The way he hastily pulled and loosened his tie was urgent. The white wrist was revealed as the sleeve stretched tightly due to his swollen muscles. Jaeha removed his watch and tossed it aside before pouncing on Eunhong. He grabbed his chin, turned his head, and devoured his lips in one go.
The sensation of cold, rustling fabric rubbing against his dick was stimulating. With his mouth also blocked, the sexual sensations rose rapidly. Eunhong struggled and opened his mouth to its limit. With Jaeha’s pheromones filling his nostrils, he felt short of breath, as if sinking below water. Jaeha entered deeply, as if intending to suffocate him, with his tongue threatening to block his throat entirely.
“Hmph…, ugh, mmh!”
Eunhong’s face turned bright red. Even his hands trying to push away were caught. The arm in a cast was simply pushed above his head and fixed there. It was a beast-like kiss, roughly delving in as if to take away his very breath. The tongue that had entered deep into his throat wrapped around Eunhong’s tongue, sucking it in, then scraped against the roof of his mouth as it withdrew.
His Adam’s apple moved slowly. The red flesh that licked the corner of his mouth after swallowing his stolen saliva, as if still not satisfied, was terribly erotic. Eunhong turned his head and gasped urgently for breath. His lower region was already sticking up and dripping fluid even though it hadn’t been touched.
Jaeha violated his ear canal with his slick tongue and crunched on his earlobe. As he came down along the slender neckline, he sucked hard where the pulse was beating. He licked persistently as if sweet pheromones were seeping out with his body scent. Then, reaching the chest that rose and fell with gasping breaths, he couldn’t resist the urge and bit down hard with his teeth.
Hng! Following the sharp pain, the tingling pleasure made Eunhong raise his hips. He fidgeted, wanting to lower his arms, but the restraining hands were so strong that he couldn’t move at all. Eunhong trembled and twisted his body.
“Let… let go. Mmm…”
“Spread your legs.”
When he obediently spread his legs as told, Jaeha raised his thighs and delved between his thighs. As Eunhong’s right leg went up and rested on the sofa head, his buttocks spread, revealing his hole. The exposed flesh touched the rough outer surface of the pants covering the swollen dick. Jaeha slowly moved his hips in that position, rubbing Eunhong’s hole like a marking beast.
“Hah, uh… mm…, nnh…”
“Ugh… huff… Does that feel good, Eunhong?”
The spread legs had no way to close, and his hands were bound. Perhaps because of this, his body felt heated. The warmth pooling in his stomach boiled, making his buttocks twitch. Eunhong unconsciously rubbed his hole against Jaeha’s flesh. He wanted to thrust hard against the thick, hard protrusion, but not being able to do as he wished made him tantalized and impatient.
“It’s… frustrating. Stop, doing this. Jaeha…”
“What should I do for you… hmm?”
Jaeha put his weight into it and thrust his lower body up hard. A tingling, cool sensation ran up his spine as the inside of his buttocks whined. The urgent hole gushed fluid, thoroughly wetting his rear. The sweet scent vibrated due to the pheromones flowing out, and his white buttocks softened and clung to Jaeha’s lower body like a wrinkled rice cake.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
