Chapter 6
“If I hadn’t met you, I wouldn’t have had any use for this room today.”
Even though I could feel his gaze clinging to my face, I didn’t look back. I had followed my impulses here, following the heat from last night that still remained in my body, but I knew it was a dangerous choice.
“You don’t seem to believe what I’m saying very much.”
“What difference does it make whether I believe it or not.”
We just slept together once.
I swallowed the words I was about to add and tried to drink my wine again, but the man’s hand approached my face. When I reflexively turned around, as expected, he was looking at me with burning eyes. I quickly averted my gaze.
The dull pain that had lingered in my lower body and waist seemed like it might transform into sexual desire. The pleasure provided by this fantastic body in front of me, which had satisfied whatever I wanted, was vivid. The craving for it seemed like it would overwhelm all other worries and anxieties. They say that for people on a diet, “familiar tastes” are the most dangerous, don’t they?
His fingers, which had lightly draped his arm over my shoulder, touched my hair.
“Your hair… are you growing it out for your next project?”
“Not particularly. I just… let it go after my previous project ended, so it became like this.”
Even without making eye contact, I didn’t brush away his hand. Hair clearly has no nerves, yet my body felt like it might twist from the hair being rubbed between his fingers.
Like someone deeply lost in other thoughts, I just stared down at the wine glass in my hand. Why did I follow him here? I was in the middle of self-reproach, so maybe I really was thinking of other things.
“Jung Jiin-ssi is like a prince from Europe, they say.”
“Haha… who says that?”
Even I thought it was an awkward laugh.
“My team member. They said you’re so handsome that it actually limits your roles, what a waste.”
I just kept laughing without looking at him. Conversely, he was persistently looking only at me.
The hand that had been rubbing my hair touched my ear. Not wanting to be caught swallowing dry saliva, I swallowed wine instead.
His thumb burrowed inside my ear. The touch that massaged and rubbed felt languidly pleasant.
“I should meet them and… say thanks, give my greet—”
As he caressed me, feeling and rubbing all the complex curves that made up my ear as if he would trace them all, my voice finally wavered.
“I’ll pass it along for you.”
As if he had been waiting for that moment when I showed a reaction, his hand pulled my neck toward him.
I stretched out my arm to maintain my balance so the wine wouldn’t spill. It was a reflexive action. He overlapped our lips and immediately pushed me strongly. He immediately twisted my jaw and pulled my neck closer. It was passionate friction where the soft flesh rubbed against each other, intense enough that our lips slightly turned inside out.
“Hng, mm. Mmph.”
He was someone I should avoid.
He was Korean and lived in Korea. He wasn’t even someone from the same industry.
Yet inside, I was busy looking for reasons why it would be okay to accept his lips.
When I stubbornly wouldn’t open my lips, he sucked on my lower lip. The stinging pain made the tender mucous membrane burn. My lips were still sensitive from the aftermath of last night.
He was enthusiastic in dealing with me as I stubbornly held out. He stretched my lower lip out ridiculously far before releasing it. Without getting tired, he repeated this several times. His blazing eyes were watching me from right in front of my nose. They were eyes filled with protest, asking why I wouldn’t let him in.
When he attacked again and took my lower lip in his mouth, I twisted and gripped his shoulder, feeling a thrilling sensation that made my hair stand on end.
His firm shoulders and chest hidden by his shirt, and even the inside of his wrists.
I realized they would be stained with the traces of our lovemaking that I had left last night.
As if sensing that moment’s emotion, his arm, having found my weakness, strongly embraced my waist. I barely managed to twist my jaw and escape from his lips.
“No.”
“……”
His eyes widened as if he had heard something completely unexpected. I pushed away his heaving thick chest and first set down my wine glass on the table.
“I didn’t come here today to do this…”
The man’s lips, which had retreated momentarily, approached again. This time he used the weight of his upper body to cover me completely. As I was pushed to the edge of the sofa, I opened my lips to exhale. His tongue invaded without hesitation. He seemed to regard my refusal as part of the play. Like yesterday. No, like this morning.
From top to bottom, as if to block my breath, he pushed his stiffly erected tongue all the way to my uvula. Because our lips were overlapped too deeply, our teeth clashed against each other. The movement of his tongue tracing the mucous membrane inside my mouth was unbearably ticklish, making me struggle, but he didn’t budge.
After exploring the deepest part of my mouth and withdrawing, he scraped my upper teeth with the tip of his tongue and asked confidently.
“You didn’t say darling, so I’ll continue. I can, right?”
“Dar… darling. Darling!”
“……”
At my desperate cry of surrender, the man scrunched up his face and pulled away his lips. It was an expression like someone annoyed that a toy given as a gift kept being taken away.
“Really… really, no.”
“Why.”
The hand gesture of sweeping back his styled hair was irritated. Still, even while making a displeased expression, he pulled his body back. Even this aspect of him being reasonable was really too much to my taste. It had really become such a waste. If only Seoul was just a business trip and his workplace was Bangkok…
While straightening my disheveled clothes, I moved to the single-seat sofa next to me. Thinking I was treating him like an animal, he looked at me sideways with a hurt expression. Before my resolve could waver, I spoke in a quick tone.
“Even if I’m not very famous, my face is still known.”
“Do you think I’ll go around talking about it? That I had fun with Jung Jiin?”
“……”
Sorry, but that was exactly what I was worried about. How could I trust him when I’d only met him yesterday for the first time? It wasn’t that I particularly distrusted him, but in this kind of situation, I couldn’t trust anyone. He might feel wronged, but what I’d done yesterday and today was already quite radical behavior for me.
“If that happened, it would be like me coming out too. I don’t think Korean society is open enough yet for a man to go around bragging about sleeping with another man.”
It was a reasonable point. But it wasn’t enough reason to get naked and entangled with someone who worked and lived in Korea, using Korean, mingling with Koreans.
“I admit I acted confusingly today. I’m sorry.”
Perhaps judging it was no longer useful, the man closed his mouth. Then he picked up his own glass that he had neglected until then.
“Then I’m sorry, but could you please leave?”
“……”
“I’m full of desire over here, so if I keep staying here with Jung Jiin-ssi, I think I’ll be very tormented.”
I could feel anger in his choppy tone.
Honestly, what I did today deserved criticism. If someone I had enthusiastically rolled around with just yesterday accepted a proposal to drink alone in a hotel room, even I would have interpreted it as an okay signal.
I got up from my seat, watching him as he just drank with his brow furrowed. I pulled down my jacket to roughly smooth out the wrinkled creases.
This time I was looking at him, and he was trying not to look at me. He was the one who got rejected, but somehow I felt like I was being kicked out. I felt the same regret. Though I wouldn’t tell him that.
I was just about to enter the hallway leading from the living room to the entrance when a low voice caught my ankle.
“Prey, right?”
“……”
It was a statement I had no choice but to turn around for. The man was stating his certainty while borrowing the form of a question.
Sitting on the sofa and looking this way, he had completely shaken off all the emotional expressions from moments before. Leaning forward with his elbows on his thighs, he now looked completely calm and cold.
“I could tell while we were doing it.”
“What are you trying to say.”
Was he trying to threaten me? Cold sweat oozed out stickily and I felt dizzy. Was the single moment of playing with fire in a city about 4,000 kilometers away from Seoul finally going to catch my ankle?
It wasn’t that I was afraid of losing my trivial fame. In that brief moment, the faces of my mother and siblings flashed through my mind.
After swirling his glass once, he emptied the remaining wine in one go. During this, he didn’t take his eyes off my face.
“I’m more on the hunter side.”
“Ah…”
“Couldn’t you feel it yesterday while we were doing it?”
Making an expression that said he didn’t understand, the man stood up from his seat. Due to our tussling because of the kiss, the front of his shirt was messily wrinkled. Walking to the entrance of the hallway, he leaned his shoulder against the wall and smiled bitterly.
“From your reaction, you do know what this terminology means, right?”
“……”
“Letting just anyone into your room like that and asking them to be rough… isn’t that too dangerous? What if the other person doesn’t keep to what was agreed upon when they’re in an excited state?”
The man who said this like he was nagging suddenly frowned and closed his lips as if he had babbled too much unnecessary stuff. A slightly softened, but still blaming tone of voice followed.
“Do you always choose your sleeping partners so dangerously?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
