“No, no. I’m glad you slept well. How’s the humidity? My room might be a bit dry. Ask them to put in one more humidifier. You’re going to work at our company?”
Saebyeok wondered how Pyeonghwa knew all this. What was the reason for this information gap? Feeling the information imbalance with his whole body, Saebyeok replied, feeling like he was falling behind in the information society.
-Yeah. That’s how it turned out. You said you’re doing housework. Are you okay? Isn’t it hard?
“It’s really not hard. The only difficult thing I do with Mother-in-law is yoga. Mother-in-law is so nice and Noeul is kind too. They’re completely different from a certain orangutan in someone’s house.”
-Noeul is kind. Mrs. Sarang is also nice, so why are you like that?
“That orangutan planned this. Our current living situation with my in-laws.”
Mrs. Sarang. I didn’t think she was that kind of person, but she’s bad.
Saebyeok felt betrayed by the revelation that she was actually the mastermind, when he had thought she was a good person because she smiled with a kind face and took care of things attentively.
They say there’s no one to trust in this world, but how could this be! Did she really do that?
“I’m going to discipline that orangutan soon.”
-…
The words to stop him didn’t come right away.
“Well, I’m not going to cut ties with family, so let’s keep pretending to live with the in-laws. Meeting secretly like this reminds me of when we were dating in secret… Ah, but hearing just your voice is so tantalizing.”
-Yeah. Yeah. Sure. I’ll try to work overtime as much as possible! Then maybe we can spend the evening together. It’s difficult because Father-in-law and Hyung keep making me leave right at quitting time, but I’ll try somehow! Overtime!
“Ahh. Just say the word. I’ll come right out. Oh, but it’s funny…”
-What is?
Actually, Pyeonghwa had been finding it funny since Saebyeok mentioned going to work earlier.
“It’s funny that the Baeksan heir has an internship experience at Taekang. At first glance, it looks like industrial espionage.”
-Ah.
“They’re going to ask during the interview. ‘You did an internship at Taekang? Why did you come to Baeksan?’ It would be funny to say, ‘I came because it will be my company in n years,’ and it would also be funny to say, ‘Taekang is my in-laws’ company, so I experienced it while living with them.'”
Imagining it was indeed funny. Of course, Pyeonghwa wouldn’t have a regular employee interview as he mentioned, but it could still be a question in an executive interview.
As they exchanged such idle talk, the phone became hot.
-My phone is getting hot.
“Must be because it’s from your company and has a heating issue. Mine isn’t like that.”
-What are you saying? They’re couple phones.
Pyeonghwa, blinded by baseless company loyalty and competitiveness to the point of maligning the phone brand, asked Saebyeok for understanding and temporarily ended the call.
After having done it a few times, climbing down the wall was easy, but climbing back up was the problem.
Feeling like some kind of righteous thief, Pyeonghwa scaled the wall and fortunately landed safely in Saebyeok’s room.
Pyeonghwa sent a message saying he had arrived home safely. A reply came quickly.
Pyeonghwa immediately called Saebyeok again. This time it was a video call.
-Hey. Did you get in okay?
Saebyeok’s face filled the screen. It was so good to see him that he could have cried. He wanted to lick the screen. No, not lick the screen, but bite, suck, and lick every inch of Shin Saebyeok from head to toe without missing anything.
“Yeah, yeah. Just got in. What are you doing tomorrow? Since it’s the weekend, they’ll probably suggest going somewhere, right?”
-I think they’re looking for places to take Iseul.
“If it’s Dad, he’ll definitely suggest fishing? Don’t go. It’s super boring.”
When Pyeonghwa was young, he once followed his father fishing and almost died of boredom. It wasn’t the kind of boredom a child could endure.
“But if you want to eat seafood ramen, go ahead.”
-…
Still, the ramen was delicious.
-What are you doing this weekend?
“Hmm. What does your family usually do?”
-Everyone just does their own thing. Study or read books, stuff like that.
“That sounds a bit boring. I should suggest going somewhere. Does Father-in-law like fishing too, by any chance?”
He thought if his father-in-law liked it, he should at least pretend to like it too.
-No, my father likes playing baduk.
That’s even worse.
“Does he dislike knucklebones?”
-Yeah…
“How about omok?”
-Give up.
This is why indoor people! I told you indoor people and I don’t match!
The screen was filled with Pyeonghwa grumbling as an outdoor person. The screen seemed too small.
Saebyeok felt both sad and annoyed that the screen wouldn’t get any bigger even when zoomed in.
“But it’s good to see your face.”
-I got it well, right? Won’t get caught?
“Of course.”
Not seeing his face for a few days made the handsome face on the screen feel so dear.
Why aren’t there 42-inch phone screens? It was so disappointing that he could only think of outlandish ideas that Pyeonghwa might come up with.
The small phone screen couldn’t capture Pyeonghwa’s face properly.
It couldn’t capture his eyes that normally looked gentle but appeared cold when his mouth was closed, nor the tear duct precisely marked below his right eye, nor the mischievous mole attached to his left eyelid.
Perhaps feeling the same way, Pyeonghwa was absently stroking the phone screen with his finger.
-I want to touch you.
“…”
-Where am I touching you right now? Multiple choice. 1. Face, 2. Lips, 3. Chest, 4. Navel, 5. Below that.
Which number is it? Saebyeok, with the typical K-model student personality that compulsively needed to solve problems when given one, fully engaged his brain.
Judging by the position of the finger, the size of the phone screen, and the sense of distance, probably…
“Number 1?”
-The correct answer is all of them, from 1 to 5. It was a multiple-choice question. Get rid of the prejudice that there must be only one answer.
“That’s annoying…”
-Your annoyed face is so sexy.
He couldn’t say anything, and he couldn’t even control his own face. While Saebyeok grumbled internally, his body was gradually heating up.
-Saebyeok, your face looks really sexy right now.
He could hear Pyeonghwa’s breathing more clearly now. His eyes looked dark, like when he was sexually excited, and whether it was a learned effect or not, Saebyeok felt as if he could sense Pyeonghwa’s pheromones, which should be impossible to feel.
-Honey.
“…Yeah.”
His voice was terribly low when calling him honey. Whenever his voice got this low, a hot body temperature and a heavy weight would always climb on top of Saebyeok’s body.
Moist flesh mixing together, and Pyeonghwa’s hands coming through the folds of clothes to touch bare skin…
-Is Iseul asleep?
“…Yeah. She’s sleeping well.”
-Do you think she won’t wake up no matter what we do?
“…”
Saebyeok glanced at the sleeping Iseul and silently nodded.
***
-It’s the bathroom?
“Well, you never know. Iseul might wake up…”
-But Saebyeok, how can you go into the bathtub with your clothes on? You should get undressed.
Oh, really. Saebyeok stuck out his tongue saying it was gross, but strangely, his body was heating up.
-Hurry up and take them off. I’m your husband, so you can show me your nipples, right?
“Really, what are you saying…”
-Why, I can show you everything. Look.
Through the screen, Pyeonghwa boldly removed his top and the sound of his pants buckle rattling could be seen.
His upper body was completely bare, but the lower part was cut off from view. It seemed like he had taken it off, but not being able to see it was frustrating.
Pyeonghwa hummed and rattled around, then stopped his hands and smiled lecherously.
-Why? Aren’t you satisfied just seeing your husband’s bare skin? Want to see more?
With a voice mixed with laughter, the camera angle moved downward.
His split abs, sunken navel, the flesh hanging down to the navel, and hip bones came into view. His throbbing cock looked monstrous.
Looking at just the cock like this felt a bit, a bit different. Rather than feeling like having sex with a loved one, it was more like watching pornography, which was… Wait, why was he getting hard?
-Haa, Saebyeok. I think I’m getting a bit wet, what about you?
Excited just by his voice, Pyeonghwa’s cock were slick with pre-cum. The transparent liquid pooled in a round drop on his heated glans was clearly visible.
“Me? Me? Me? Me? Me… I, I’ll take a look too…”
In truth, Saebyeok had been feeling a tingling sensation below his navel for a while. Saebyeok slipped his hand into his pants and grabbed his aching cock, rubbing them.
Sexual excitement rose to the point where his body trembled even at the slightest stimulation.
Saebyeok completely removed his pants and underwear and held his cock with one hand.
-Weren’t you just going to look? Why did you take them off? Hm? But why aren’t you showing me?
“Hey, how can I show this…”
-Why can’t you show it? It’s okay to suck and touch it, but not okay to show it?
That’s true, but… Still, somehow, somehow he couldn’t shake the feeling that it shouldn’t be done, that it seemed too perverted.
-Then show me touching your nipples.
“What? Hey, that’s too perverted.”
-It’s okay for me to suck and bite your nipples, but not okay for you to show me touching them yourself?
Well, that’s also true…
Ah, I don’t know. Saebyeok took off his shirt and slowly rubbed his nipples as Pyeonghwa wanted. It was a part he normally didn’t pay attention to, so trying to touch it consciously felt very strange.
When Pyeonghwa clung to his chest, biting and sucking, it felt like a natural erogenous zone, but when he touched it himself, it didn’t feel particularly arousing.
-Ah, damn. Suck your fingers first and then press your nipple when they’re wet.
Saebyeok held his fingers in his mouth as Pyeonghwa said. A small, squelching sound echoed. As he pressed his nipple with wet fingers and slowly scratched down the areola, he heard a loud gasp from the screen.
A sensual feeling that he hadn’t felt until a moment ago arose. His erect nipples were embarrassing to look at.
“Hey, this is a bit…”
-I really want to suck them. You know I suck them really well, right? Every time I do, you make such whimpering sounds. Right?
Pyeonghwa’s body was shaking slightly. He seemed to be actively grabbing and shaking. Focusing on listening, Saebyeok thought he could hear squelching sounds.
Saebyeok held his cock and moved slowly. If he concentrated on Pyeonghwa’s panting sounds, it felt as if Pyeonghwa was right beside him.
‘If it were Pyeonghwa, he’d touch me like this.’
He rubbed the inside of his thighs with his palm for no reason. His legs closed slightly at the hot palm temperature. Then Pyeonghwa would wedge himself into that gap. He would rub the back of Saebyeok’s knees with his fingers while rubbing his face between his legs and biting.
-I want to put it in.
Even with slurred pronunciation, he always talks with nipples in his mouth. The already stimulated nipples, bitten and sucked, became more sensitive every time they were scraped against teeth.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
