It was my first time experiencing a kiss like this while alive. …Though calling it a kiss felt a bit off. Honestly, it was more accurate to say our lips were simply pressed together.
After ending the long-drawn contact, I pulled my body back to where it had been before. It was slow—very slow—but just as I was trying to steady my panting breath, exhaling heated air, the moment arrived.
As I separated our bodies, I straightened my tilted head first. I let out a short breath that was almost a sigh and lifted the eyelids that had sunk low.
Right in front of me, Min Siheon wore a completely different expression from before.
And without realizing it, laughter slipped out of me. I exhaled a quiet snort of air, suppressing the sound, and Min Siheon’s gaze followed me.
Maybe even if I get rejected now, I’ll be able to endure it for a while. I even got to press lips with him before getting slapped. Min Siheon really was a kind guy.
At that moment, the only joke I could make to him came to mind. To be honest, I meant it sincerely.
“…Now I’ve got no regrets. I even stole a kiss from Min Siheon.”
Since I whispered it while our eyes were locked, he probably heard every word.
I was certain he must’ve noticed at least some of the affection soaked into my husky voice.
So was everything done now? All that remained was to be judged and dealt with according to his decision.
I waited for him to open his mouth, but the response came faster than I expected.
“What does this mean?”
I answered Min Siheon’s question honestly, without a single lie.
“…What did it sound like to you?”
As if he couldn’t believe it, Min Siheon asked again.
“…Cha Jungwoo, are you serious?”
Just how little did he trust people? His disbelief was impressive in its own way.
No—thinking about it calmly, this was all my fault. Calling myself the guilty one, I reached out and covered his fist with my hand.
I’d wanted to touch it for a while now. That wound—though new skin had grown over it—had always lingered in a corner of my heart.
“…Come on, does anyone kiss as a lie? And I told you, if you hated it, you could slap me. What’s already done can’t be take—”
I was trying to mix in a joke so he could answer comfortably.
After letting out a carefree laugh, I turned back toward him—only for Min Siheon to shove me against the wall.
“Ah.”
By the time I came to my senses, I was trapped between Min Siheon and the wall, accepting his fierce lips.
I gasped at the lips that came crashing down without giving me any chance to refuse. Grabbing his shoulder, I desperately searched for any sliver of space to move.
Air, I need air…! Unlike the kiss I’d given him, this one was overwhelmingly intense. Could you even call this a kiss? From the outside, it probably looked like I was being devoured.
Panting hard, I squirmed restlessly in Min Siheon’s arms. Beyond our tightly pressed upper bodies came a body heat that felt both cool and lukewarm at the same time.
It was damp, moist—yet not unpleasant in the slightest.
Min Siheon bit down over my lips, his eyes gleaming wildly.
Grabbing the back of my neck with both hands, he tilted his head as if releasing all the pent-up sorrow he’d held back until now, pressing his lips against mine again.
As if controlling the pace, he followed with gentle pecking kisses—like a bird—soothing me whenever I seemed to struggle.
Sometimes, with our lips barely apart, he coaxed me softly to breathe.
I felt one of the hands that held my nape slide down, stroking along my back.
…Just how much experience does this guy have? Min Siheon kissed rougher—and more skillfully—than even I had at twenty-nine.
“…Jungwoo-ya, breathe.”
“Ha, you… seriously….”
“…You okay now?”
“What…!”
The guy never gave me a moment to relax—if I so much as looked fine, he pressed his lips back onto mine again.
Though saying he pulled away was a stretch; his upper lip never really left mine.
As if he couldn’t stand watching me rest, Min Siheon kept going with reckless, almost beast-like persistence.
And so the aggressive—no, downright assaultive—kisses continued, tracing along my teeth and swallowing my lips whole before finally ending.
Hot breaths passed between us through the small gap where our lips had parted.
I leaned my exhausted body against him, too drained to even tell how much time had passed.
Could a simple exchange of kisses really sap you of this much strength? As I exhaled roughly, still wedged between him and the wall, Min Siheon smiled.
I felt like I didn’t even have the strength to move a finger—but when I met his quiet gaze, something mischievous stirred deep in my chest. …You think you’re the only one who can do this? I actually could too.
That strange competitive urge slowly began to grow. Without much distance between us, I raised my arms and pulled Min Siheon down by the neck.
Interlocking my hands behind his nape and back, I drew his upper body toward me and let out a breath.
I never thought I’d be the one taking a posture like this, but that didn’t matter right now.
“…Hey, let’s do it one more time.”
It was the boldest provocation I could manage. Maybe it worked too well—Min Siheon’s eyes flashed.
I saw how his dark eyes sank even deeper into blackness. Then his rough voice, scraping against my ears, sounded close by.
“It’s not ending with just once.”
But I didn’t get to answer. Before I could say anything, his lips devoured mine again.
As our restless movements grew more intense, the entrance light sensor—long dormant—lit up around us.
Flicker… flicker…. Whenever the light threatened to go out, we pulled each other closer again.
In this second round—no, in however many rounds came after—I had no idea how intense things would get.
The only thing I knew for sure was that this kiss was the beginning of a long night with Min Siheon.
Liking him… it felt impossibly good. I couldn’t control myself at all.
***
Under the flickering light, our lips were still pressed together. My breath had climbed all the way up to my chin, and I felt like I might lose consciousness.
The dense kiss—like we were devouring each other—continued, and just as my hands and feet began to tingle with the sensation of falling straight off a cliff—
Min Siheon finally pulled his head away, a long string of saliva stretching between our lips. He’d sucked so much that I could feel how swollen my lips had become.
“Haah, ha… where are you going?”
Leaning my upper body against the wall in exhaustion, I felt Min Siheon’s dark gaze as he grabbed my arm and pulled me closer.
How was he this strong? My body lifted effortlessly, and I staggered forward to keep up.
While leaning almost entirely on Min Siheon for support, I watched my shoes drop to the floor one by one with dull thuds.
I glanced at the sneakers left behind with their laces undone before my tightly gripped wrist forced me to face forward again.
It seemed Min Siheon was frustrated that I couldn’t match his pace. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me straight into his chest.
The place we reached—through steps that could hardly be called voluntary—was the bedroom.
My heart felt like it might burst…. I swallowed dryly at the bed, barely visible in the darkness.
As my vision blurred, I rested my head against Min Siheon, and the body heat I’d always thought lukewarm now felt scorching.
As if parched, my hands kept roaming over him the entire time we moved.
Thud— As my view spun once, dizziness made me frown. The soft sensation against my back told me I’d been laid onto the bed.
Letting my body sink into the mattress, I lifted my half-closed eyelids.
As my vision slowly cleared, I saw Min Siheon leaning over me, supporting his weight on one arm while looking down.
Was it because of the large window, or because we’d come through that pitch-dark hallway? The moonlight here felt unusually bright.
Min Siheon hadn’t even bothered to fix his fallen hair; he stared at me with dim, sunken eyes.
For some reason, a quiet laugh slipped out at the sight. The alcohol haze had already vanished—I’d regained my senses.
“…So, I’m the bottom, right?”
I didn’t hear an answer, but I knew instinctively. Ah… so tonight, I’m going to be held by Min Siheon.
Honestly, I didn’t know much about how things worked between two guys. Still, I could imagine how it would go.
If anything, I didn’t want Min Siheon to be the one dealing with something unfamiliar or painful. I didn’t want to see this face twisted in pain.
Figuring things would work out somehow, I reached out and gently stroked his cheek. When my thumb brushed under his eye, Min Siheon’s expression softened just a little.
He tilted his head and leaned into my hand as it was. Like a cat, he seemed to be crying out with his whole body to be loved.
“Just judging by our faces, it feels like it should be you instead of me, Siheon….”
Maybe it was because that gesture looked so pretty. Seeing Min Siheon like that stirred something suggestive in a corner of my heart.
Should I ask to switch positions even now? While I was still considering it, Min Siheon buried his lips into my palm.
Tap, tap— the continuous kisses tickled. It felt like my palm had turned into an erogenous zone, every tiny hair on my body standing on end.
Haah… I let out a languid, sweet breath, and Min Siheon stuck his tongue out long at the sight. From the center of my palm to the spaces between my fingers, he licked in slow circles. I said he was like a cat—did he really become one?
Feeling the damp warmth soaking into my skin, I raised my other hand and pulled his face closer.
“The only one who treats me this sweetly is you, Jungwoo.”
Meeting his honeyed gaze made my mouth go dry. Hurry… do something… I couldn’t bring myself to say it outright, so I twisted my shoulders and whined softly instead.
“…It tickles.”
For a brief moment, Min Siheon’s body froze at my reaction. With his head still lowered to my palm, he looked down at me with burning eyes.
Through the strands of hair falling over his face, his sharp eyes—usually hidden—peeked through.
Min Siheon looked fierce on the outside, yet spoke words filled with sweet affection.
“Keep treating me sweetly from now on too. I only need you.”
