It was a kiss that began without anyone knowing who moved first. As he leaned in toward me, strands of white hair slipped forward, and I slid my hand through them, cupping the back of his head. Min Yugeon, who had been devouring my mouth with fierce intensity, slowly lifted his eyes to meet mine. How could he look at me like this—directly, unflinchingly—and still kiss me so shamelessly, tongue and all…?
Seeing my reflection mirrored in his eyes, I was overcome with a wave of embarrassment and instinctively shut mine.
Of course, the answer to whether this was okay was a clear “no.” It hadn’t been that long since I started agonizing over my relationship with Min Yugeon, so why I was letting this happen—I couldn’t even explain it to myself. But Min Yugeon didn’t give me the time to sit in my guilt.
As if urging me to open my eyes, he gently tugged at the back of my head, pulling me even closer. Then he latched onto my lower lip and sucked hard. The pressure was so intense, the blood seemed to drain from the spot—it throbbed with numbness.
“Mmph…!”
My lashes fluttered as I opened my eyes. Min Yugeon narrowed his gaze at me. With a wet pop, his lips parted from mine, slick with saliva. A warm hand tenderly wiped over my equally wet mouth.
“Seo Suho, you sure know how to dodge eye contact.”
“…Maybe because you’re staring too damn hard?”
“I can’t help it. Not looking at you would be a waste.”
Min Yugeon smirked and caressed my cheek. A waste, seriously. I stared at him, speechless, and he chuckled like my face was hilarious.
Our lips met again in another sticky, drawn-out kiss. Tongues entangled in a deep, searching dance, each movement hungry and slow. When our feverish bodies finally parted, our ragged breaths tangled like threads. Lowering his head, Min Yugeon bit into my neck before letting go. The sharp sting of his teeth digging in sent a cold thrill rippling across my skin.
With my body already marked up by him, he now hunted for any unblemished spot to claim, as if asserting his ownership. Every time his mouth moved over my skin, heat welled up beneath a prickling sting. I groaned and gripped the back of his head tighter. Because of him, I’d need to wear high collars to work today.
Thankfully, even inside the ship’s climate-controlled environment, there were plenty of people who wore similar clothes, so I wouldn’t attract too much attention… Still, it looked like I’d be covering up for at least the next few days.
“Ugh… hngh.”
“I noticed it yesterday too… I didn’t realize until I got this close. But your scent—God, it’s addictive.”
Min Yugeon murmured, his voice low, his face buried in the curve of my neck. His breath, searing with heat, spread across my skin—he’d clearly been aroused for a while now.
We both used the same brand of toiletries in the shower, so I couldn’t understand what was so different. I grabbed the wrist that was braced near my head and pressed my nose into it. Min Yugeon flinched and looked up.
“What are you doing?”
“Smelling you.”
Min Yugeon burst into laughter. I glanced up at him, eyes half-lidded, silently asking what was so funny. He responded by peppering my lips with light kisses.
“You’re too damn cute.”
……
Somehow, even as a full-grown adult, I was still hearing lines like that. But at least it didn’t make my skin crawl like it did when Yeo Wonjin said it.
Still, I could feel the heat creeping up my face. I turned my head and let out a shaky breath. Min Yugeon didn’t care; he kept nibbling at my cheek like he meant to devour my entire face.
“Don’t—!”
I pushed against his chest, but he caught my hand and pulled it down. Then he pressed it against the bulge straining against his pants and whispered:
“Ah… I got hard ‘cause you’re too cute. Won’t you touch it for me?”
As if that wasn’t complete nonsense—he was already grinding his cock against my hand like it had a mind of its own. And hadn’t he been hard for a while now anyway? I opened my mouth to say something snide, but the words died on my tongue when I felt the sheer size of what was in my palm.
It didn’t feel like a normal human cock—it was massive, like some oversized prop. Was this really the thing that had been inside me?
……
I reflexively wrapped my hand around the swollen shaft. Min Yugeon’s hips jerked slightly, and he let out a soft moan. That face—slightly contorted above me, still painfully good-looking—was… well, it wasn’t something I could say aloud, but it was filthy in the best possible way. Just the sight of it made my heart skip a beat.
After a long pause, I finally spoke.
“…Take it off.”
Without hesitation, Min Yugeon undid his belt. He didn’t just stop at removing his pants and drawers—he stripped off his shirt too, until he stood completely bare, staring down at me with eager eyes.
It was hard to do anything from my current position, so I sat up, got on my knees, and leaned over the bed to get a better look at his cock.
Sometimes, when he got sweaty at work, he’d shower at the center before heading home. Maybe he had today too, because he smelled fresh and clean.
I reached for his cock, now fully revealed, thick and hard. It gave a faint twitch as it touched my palm.
I carefully wrapped my hand around the shaft and began stroking it slowly. I could see the muscles in his thighs tighten with every motion.
“Hngh…!”
I gripped it with both hands, stroking steadily. I tried to stimulate him further by brushing my thumb over the sensitive tip, but it wasn’t mine—it was someone else’s. That thought made me hesitant, unconfident.
Maybe I was being too gentle, because Min Yugeon, panting above me, suddenly wrapped his own hand over mine.
Then he moved it. Hard and fast.
The friction grew hotter, the shaft growing even warmer as it rapidly slid through our joined hands.
At this point, it was basically Min Yugeon jerking himself off—my hand was just a vessel, a tool for his pleasure.
Min Yugeon lowered his head, panting heavily. His face, flushed from exertion, trembled faintly with each stroke, and in the midst of it all, our eyes locked.
He stared at me like he was feeding off the sight alone, his gaze intense enough to make anyone hold their breath. It was blatant, hungry. I instinctively tried to look away, but his earlier words about how I always avoided eye contact flickered through my mind. Out of sheer defiance, I held his gaze. Like a standoff, our eyes battled for dominance—and with every second, Min Yugeon’s breath grew shallower, more erratic.
The more aroused he got, the rougher his grip became, tightening over my hand with barely restrained desperation. Heat flared beneath our palms.
“Kgh…!”
“…!”
Suddenly, Min Yugeon gritted his teeth and shuddered violently. Hot cum spurted across my face. I squeezed my eyes shut just in time, but the release kept coming in thick bursts, splashing over my eyelids, my cheeks—covering every inch it could find.
It was unfamiliar, yes—but knowing it came from him kept it from feeling repulsive.
“…Ah.”
Still catching his breath, Min Yugeon looked down at me with a dazed expression, clearly realizing too late what he’d done.
“Shit. Did it get in your eyes?”
Panicking, he bent over and hastily wiped around my eyes. Luckily, there was no stinging, so I silently shook my head. Just then, a trail of cum slid down the bridge of my nose and brushed my lips. Without thinking, I flicked my tongue out and tasted it.
Min Yugeon’s eyes flew wide open.
“Seo Suho? Why would you…?”
It wasn’t intentional. It had just reached my lips, and my body moved on its own. I had nothing to say in my defense. Before I could even feel awkward, the thick, bitter flavor filled my mouth, making me grimace.
“…Ugh. It’s bitter.”
“…”
Min Yugeon stared at me silently, his expression slowly shifting.
“…You didn’t do that on purpose, did you?”
“What?”
“You’re seriously turning me on again.”
He knocked his forehead gently against mine, exhaling like he was trying to calm himself down.
“What am I supposed to do, Suho? I just keep wanting more.”
His lowered lashes, still damp and trembling, pulled at my focus. I glanced from his flushed face to his cock—still stiff and imposing, even after just finishing. And honestly… I wasn’t any better. My body was already reacting again.
“If you want to put it in, just say it.”
“…What?”
“…You got me like this. The least you can do is take responsibility.”
I pointed at my face, now smeared with his cum, using a single finger. Min Yugeon blinked down at me, eyes conflicted—torn between desire and restraint, clearly debating whether it was okay to take the next step. No doubt he was worried about my condition, wondering if I could handle it. But if I weren’t up for it, I wouldn’t have let it get this far in the first place.
I pulled down the pants he’d already pushed halfway off and slid my underwear down with them. As I began to unbutton my shirt, Min Yugeon—watching me with rapt, almost dazed attention—suddenly leaned in and kissed me, arms wrapping tightly around my body.
Before I could finish undressing, he pushed me down beneath him.
“Haa…”
His hand cradled the back of my head, keeping it from pressing into the pillow. As he wedged himself between my thighs, my legs spread wide to accommodate him. There was no room for hesitation in our kiss. Our tongues tangled fiercely, hungrily—any trace of the bitter taste instantly lost in the mix of our saliva.
With his free hand, he ran his palm down my stomach and further, reaching the curve of my ass—the same spot I’d flinched away from earlier. Now, he groped it freely, greedily, savoring the feel of it. I moaned softly and clung to his neck, fingers curling tightly as his grip grew rougher, threatening to leave bruises.
