#2
Hyeon-woo rubbed his forehead against the firm, muscular back and smiled softly with a content expression. He reached out to touch one of the wet dishes spread out on the shelf beyond Tae-geon’s shoulder. It was cleaned so thoroughly it could make a squeaking sound.
“Perfect, isn’t it?”
Tae-geon turned around, taking off his rubber gloves, and embraced Hyeon-woo who was playfully speaking.
“Then give me a reward.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than Tae-geon’s kiss landed on his lips. His tongue gently penetrated between the parted lips, sweetly brushing against the teeth and delving inside. Hyeon-woo accepted the hot flesh pushing into his mouth without resistance.
“Mmm.”
Slurp, smack.
The rough sensation of the tongue licking every corner of his mucous membrane was stimulating. The movement that penetrated even to the back of his throat carried a sense of urgency.
Hyeon-woo, who had been losing himself in the increasingly intense kiss, suddenly realized that his body had been lifted onto the kitchen counter. He was in a half-lying position, pushed back by Tae-geon who had positioned himself between his spread legs.
Hyeon-woo hastily grabbed Tae-geon’s hand as it started to creep under his top, and managed to pull his head back. Tae-geon, seeming unwilling to let go, held on until the last moment, causing a sticky sound as they separated. The silver thread connecting their lips finally broke.
“…That’s enough now…”
However, despite Hyeon-woo’s protest, Tae-geon pressed his upper body even closer than before and buried his face in the sensitive nape of Hyeon-woo’s neck.
“Ah, wait, just a moment…!”
Hyeon-woo quickly covered his mouth, fearing a strange moan might escape his throat. Goosebumps raised on his skin where Tae-geon’s sharp nose bridge brushed past.
Rubbing his nose tip against the spot where a faint pulse could be felt, Tae-geon deeply inhaled Hyeon-woo’s pheromones into his lungs. In his breath, Hyeon-woo could clearly sense Tae-geon’s sticky desire for him.
“…Haa… Hyeon-woo.”
Tae-geon’s hot breath reached Hyeon-woo’s ear. A tingling sensation ran down his spine. Soon, Tae-geon’s tongue began to skillfully move along the curve of his ear.
“…Hnngh…!”
Hyeon-woo barely swallowed the moan that was about to burst out, firmly covering his mouth. The stimulating sensation of licking and sucking on the sensitive area covered in fine hair, combined with the wet sounds penetrating his eardrum, heightened his arousal. A prickling sensation swept through his entire body as if an electric current was flowing.
Hyeon-woo quickly caught Tae-geon’s arm as it tried to creep under his top again.
“…No…! No, Tae-geon. Not here.”
“……”
Hyeon-woo, gripping Tae-geon’s arm tightly with both hands, shook his head repeatedly as he tried to dissuade Tae-geon. Tae-geon stared intently at Hyeon-woo, who was desperately pleading in a hushed voice, worried that Jerome might hear. Tae-geon’s Adam’s apple bobbed once, like the stirring of some sinister desire.
As if suppressing himself, Tae-geon took a deep breath and slowly reached out to tidy Hyeon-woo’s disheveled hair.
In the gentle touch that soothed him, Hyeon-woo sensed Tae-geon’s urgent desire that he could barely contain despite his efforts.
Everything about Tae-geon – his breath, touch, gestures, and gaze – was screaming madly that he wanted Hyeon-woo. However, faced with Tae-geon’s tenderness in suppressing his own desires and comforting him, Hyeon-woo felt a sense of exhilaration that made his whole body heat up, along with a feeling of fullness that swelled in his chest.
Whenever he felt Tae-geon’s care for him, he found his own feelings for Tae-geon growing even more affectionate.
Hyeon-woo, gently rubbing his head against Tae-geon’s hand as he smoothed his hair, smiled awkwardly.
“…I’m sorry. But I feel like everything could be heard.”
“It can’t be heard, I paid extra attention to soundproofing during construction.”
“…What…?”
Hyeon-woo’s eyes widened.
Momentarily at a loss for words at the brazenness with which Tae-geon revealed his dark intentions, Hyeon-woo quickly gathered his thoughts.
“Still, we can’t. What if Jerome wakes up? I don’t want that.”
“Then should we install a new lock on Jerome’s room? One that can only be opened from the outside?”
“Don’t say such nonsense.”
Hyeon-woo got down from the counter and pulled on Tae-geon’s sleeve.
“Tae-geon, come over here for a moment. I have something to tell you.”
They sat facing each other at the table. Hyeon-woo hesitantly and carefully opened his mouth.
“…I’ve been thinking about this for a while… I want to go to college.”
“……”
“I want to study from now and take the college entrance exam this year.”
The gentleness that had been on Tae-geon’s face completely disappeared.
“…Why suddenly college?”
“No, I need to know something to work, don’t I?”
“……”
Recently, Hyeon-woo, who had suggested to Tae-geon that they run the mansion as a resort, had firmly decided to go back to college. After looking into various things on his own whenever he had time, now that it had become somewhat concrete, Hyeon-woo’s face was full of excitement as he brought it up.
“There are even two-year programs for business administration. The school isn’t far from here either. I’m planning to arrange classes during the time Jerome is at daycare.”
Tae-geon’s face stiffened at Hyeon-woo’s more detailed plan than expected. With a face that seemed to slightly regret his decision to carelessly agree to Hyeon-woo’s proposal, Tae-geon responded.
“We can hire a professional manager for the work. You can just stay at the mansion with me-”
“To play house? I don’t want that.”
“……”
“We agreed to do this together, didn’t we?”
“……”
“I need to study. There’s so much I don’t know right now. I want to study, Tae-geon.”
Even Tae-geon couldn’t resist Hyeon-woo’s plea to study.
He had already persuaded Hyeon-woo, who used to study quite well, to apply to a less prestigious local university, and even ruined Hyeon-woo’s chance to study abroad. Understanding Hyeon-woo’s resentment for having to be treated as uneducated and his thirst for learning, Tae-geon could no longer stop Hyeon-woo’s wishes.
While Tae-geon’s assumption wasn’t entirely wrong, the decisive reason for Hyeon-woo’s thirst for learning was actually something else.
Thinking that it might be better to hire professional managers as needed, as Tae-geon suggested, Hyeon-woo was shocked one day when he happened to look at the business plan for the mansion that Tae-geon was reviewing in his absence.
He couldn’t read through the report filled with financial accounting terms at all. As Hyeon-woo stood there with his mouth agape, Tae-geon’s voice from the terrace where he was on a call drifted to his ears.
The situation wasn’t any different even with the live voice. Hearing Tae-geon reciting legal risks, Hyeon-woo felt as if alien language was spewing from his mouth and felt a great sense of crisis.
Come to think of it, Tae-geon had even served as a director of Taeryeong, not just an ordinary company. The level was too different from his own.
He couldn’t just piggyback on Tae-geon after boasting that he would take responsibility for Tae-geon’s life. To be able to discuss and decide on the business together, if not on equal footing, he needed to at least acquire basic knowledge as a manager.
“This time, I really want to study hard and get my degree. Okay? Tae-geon.”
Hyeon-woo looked up at Tae-geon with pleading eyes. He kept staring up at Tae-geon with sparkling eyes for a while.
“…Do as you wish.”
Tae-geon gave his reluctant permission. Hyeon-woo’s face lit up, unable to hide his joy.
“Thank you, Tae-geon! Actually, I took a mock test earlier? But since it’s been so long since I studied, there were too many problems I didn’t know. My brain doesn’t work like it used to either. I looked into online lectures, but it seems like going to a prep school would be better to quickly identify my weaknesses. There’s a good prep school for retakers in the city, so I’m planning to go check it out and register tomorrow!”
“……”
“This is what I was working on earlier, look. I couldn’t solve this much.”
As Hyeon-woo opened the notebook he had set aside on the table, a pile of printed mock test papers spilled out.
“I’ll finish solving these later and take this score for counseling tomorrow!”
While Hyeon-woo’s voice was bouncing with excitement, Tae-geon’s face was endlessly gloomy.
“…I’m anxious, Hyeon-woo.”
The excitement blooming on Hyeon-woo’s face instantly withered at the low, downcast voice.
“Hm…? Why are you anxious again~”
“Should I register for prep school too? Take the entrance exam together, go to college together?”
“No way.”
Hyeon-woo firmly refused. It would be a waste of time for Tae-geon.
“The mansion construction is about to start too. You have a lot to review, so you need to manage the mansion. That way, as soon as I graduate, we can start right away as we planned.”
“…Haa…”
Tae-geon’s sigh was deep with worry.
“I feel like I’m going crazy with anxiety, Hyeon-woo.”
“What is it? What are you anxious about now?”
“…Just, everything.”
“……”
Tae-geon’s gaze, looking at him as if he were a five-year-old child left alone by the water, was excessively sorrowful and intense.
Tae-geon got up from his chair and moved to Hyeon-woo’s side. He grabbed the back of Hyeon-woo’s head and immediately buried his face in his neck. Surprised by Tae-geon’s sudden action, Hyeon-woo froze, unable to do anything.
Hyeon-woo’s shoulders hunched as all the hair on his body stood on end. Inhale, exhale. The exhaled breath scattered across his skin was as hot as Tae-geon’s body temperature.
“…Hyeon-woo’s scent.”
“……”
“I hate the thought of anyone else smelling it.”
“Who would smell me… It’s not even that noticeable…”
Hyeon-woo, his ears turning red, pushed Tae-geon away and unnecessarily lifted his arm to sniff. He couldn’t really sense anything special.
Whether it was pheromones or body scent, he had only been curious about Tae-geon’s, never really being conscious of his own. But suddenly, he wondered how Tae-geon perceived his pheromones.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
