After hurriedly finishing with the shampoo and body wash, Seo Eui-woo wrapped Kwon Jae-jin in a large shower towel, rolling him up like a bundle, then dragged him back to the bedroom like a dog.
It was all so chaotic that Jae-jin couldn’t even make sense of what was happening. Seo Eui-woo threw him onto the large, plush bed and immediately climbed on top of him, saying something completely absurd.
“Show me how you do it alone.”
Brushing back his damp hair as if it were a nuisance, Seo Eui-woo murmured lazily. His eyes were clearly clouded with something unhinged.
Those sharp, glimmering gray irises. That glossy, feverish gaze. Just locking eyes with him set off warning alarms in Jae-jin’s head, and he knew exactly what kind of look that was.
“Jae-jin, last time, you tried to touch yourself and finger your own hole while we were fighting.”
“…Are you telling me to masturbate right now?”
Jae-jin muttered incredulously, his expression stiffening.
Seo Eui-woo sat between Jae-jin’s legs, his large frame hunched forward, and nodded firmly.
“Yeah. I want to see it. Masturbate.”
“…”
“That time… I thought I was gonna lose my fucking mind. Shit, even now—just remembering it—I feel like my cock’s gonna explode.”
Seo Eui-woo grinned lazily as he stared at Jae-jin. Usually, he would’ve already reached out, crushing Jae-jin in a tight embrace and touching him all over. But today, he remained still.
He truly wanted Jae-jin to do it himself.
To touch his own cock, stroke it to hardness, and push his fingers into his own hole—to open himself up on his own.
Jae-jin swallowed thickly.
“…Seo Eui-woo.”
He called his name in disbelief.
Of all the things he could’ve asked for…
Why…?
“Do I really have to do this? That time was a very unique situation. Neither of us was in our right mind, but now we’re both perfectly—ugh, never mind…”
“I know. And?”
“You said there are countless things you want to do. Then isn’t something else fine? Wouldn’t it be better to do something else instead…?”
“So what.”
“…….”
“Say it clearly.”
“…….”
“You’re not doing it? Should we just call it quits?”
Seo Eui-woo smirked as he asked, but despite how casual his words sounded, the atmosphere turned ice-cold.
“If you’re doing this just to disappoint me again, just say so. I’ll be as disappointed as you want.”
His gaze drifted away.
Seo Eui-woo’s eyelids lowered soundlessly, and he stared idly at the bedroom floor. Just moments ago, his eyes had been filled with warmth, smiling as he looked at Jae-jin up close, but now they felt distant, as if he’d stepped away entirely.
After scanning the floor once, Seo Eui-woo silently straightened his hunched body and made a motion to get off the bed. At that, Kwon Jae-jin had no choice but to swallow down a curse.
“You fucking… Fine. I’ll do it.”
He couldn’t let himself backtrack on his words twice.
“If that’s what you want, then I’ll do it.”
Besides, how the hell was he supposed to refuse after seeing that expression?
The truth was, Jae-jin wanted to grant Seo Eui-woo’s requests whenever possible. The problem was, most of them were far from reasonable.
“Haah…”
Letting out a heavy sigh, Jae-jin started by removing the white shower towel wrapped around his body.
He was used to showing Seo Eui-woo his bare body, and they had just been naked together in the shower, yet there was something strangely shameful about undressing himself like this. Though, compared to what was about to follow, this was nothing.
After tossing the towel off the bed, Jae-jin exhaled several times as if warming up.
Each breath caused the firm muscles of his chest and abs to shift slightly. Fresh from the shower, his body carried the scent of body wash—plain soap. He supposed it was a relief that Seo Eui-woo had at least made him shower first. If this had happened right after a run, with his body still reeking of sweat… Ugh. He didn’t even want to imagine it.
Swallowing dryly, Jae-jin steadied his legs, spreading his thighs slightly apart as he looked down at himself—only to hesitate.
“Could you… turn off the lights?”
“No.”
Seo Eui-woo shot back instantly, not even pausing to breathe.
The response was like a lightning strike—sharp, fast, and absolute.
“Seo Eui-woo, you really—”
“What? What about me?”
“Ha… Never mind. Forget it.”
Jae-jin glanced up at Seo Eui-woo, seeing the fierce determination in his eyes. He knew there was no escape; Seo Eui-woo was intent on having his way, consuming him entirely. Jae-jin sighed, reaching out to touch Seo Eui-woo’s erection, stroking it gently from base to tip before gripping it firmly.
He moved his hand up and down, steadily increasing the pace until Seo Eui-woo was fully hard. Seo Eui-woo lowered himself further between Jae-jin’s legs, his face hovering just above Jae-jin’s erection.
“Jae-jin, you need to finger yourself too. That’s how it was before.”
“But that was…”
“Come on, put your fingers in. Right here.”
Seo Eui-woo touched Jae-jin’s entrance lightly with his fingertip, making him jump in surprise. Jae-jin tensed, his hand freezing mid-stroke. Seo Eui-woo let out a low, thrilled growl.
“Do it. Now.”
“Wait, not yet…”
“No, Jae-jin. You need to do it now, or I can’t wait any longer. Come on, do it.”
Jae-jin hesitated, embarrassed, but knew he had to comply. He slowly moved his left hand between his legs, touching his entrance with two fingers. He pressed gently, feeling the tight ring of muscle.
“That’s it, right there.”
“……”
“Put your fingers in and spread it open.”
The sensation was vivid. Unlike last time, when he had acted on impulse, this time Jae-jin was acutely aware of every touch and feeling.
“Ha, Seo Eui-woo, this feels… this feels wrong. I can’t…”
“No, call me Eui-woo.”
“What?”
“Before, you called me Eui-woo while you touched yourself. Eui-woo, Eui-woo, like that.”
Damn it… This crazy bastard.
“Why are you hesitating? You said you’d do anything I want. Say my name, Eui-woo, and finger yourself.”
“Eui… Eui-woo…”
“Yes, Jae-jin… Keep stroking your cock. It’s not even fully hard yet. Keep going until you can come.”
Jae-jin felt utterly lost, struggling even to say Seo Eui-woo’s name. He couldn’t look at him, his gaze wandering aimlessly. He focused on Seo Eui-woo’s broad shoulders and muscular frame, trying to maintain his arousal.
“How does it feel, Jae-jin? Does it feel good?”
“No, fuck, I don’t know…”
“Well, that’s fine.”
Seo Eui-woo chuckled, his face close to Jae-jin’s crotch, his hot breath tickling the sensitive skin.
“Honestly, doing it alone isn’t that great. It’s better with you, Jae-jin. Alone, it just feels… dirty.”
“Ugh, shut up. Move your face…”
“Ha, no way. I want to see it up close. Don’t you?”
“How long do I have to do this, Eui-woo? I want to stop.”
“Wow, from here I can see every detail. Even your pores… Ah, Jae-jin, you’re so cute.”
“Stop, I said stop. I’ve done enough…”
“What are you talking about? You have to keep going until you come.”
