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This was abuse. Ja-kyung's eyes were half-open as he stared at the movie. The first movie wasn't great, but the second one was even worse. Was this also made by Kang Il-hyun's company? He looked over, wanting to ask, but the man himself sat with his arms crossed, motionless in a meditative pose.
Surely he doesn't find this entertaining? Curious, he moved closer to check, only to find his eyes closed.
Damn it. Playing this garbage while he's just lying there sleeping. He waved his hand in front of his face and quietly got off the bed. Treading softly, he muffled his footsteps and walked toward the entrance. He'd leave him there and go upstairs to sleep comfortably. Standing in front of the elevator, Ja-kyung finally let out a hollow laugh, his face looking like he'd just been hit.
No matter how many fingers he had, they were useless without Kang Il-hyun's fingerprint. He sighed and turned back down the hall with an irritated expression. As he approached the bed, he saw the corner of Kang Il-hyun's closed mouth curl up slightly, and heard a soft laugh escape him.
"You were awake, so why were you pretending to sleep?"
He asked in a discontented tone, and Il-hyun opened his eyes and looked at him.
"I thought you might secretly kiss me while I was sleeping."
He was speechless. He wanted to go upstairs, but the man wasn't even acknowledging it. So he asked him to at least open the door so he could go alone, but he didn't want that either. When he said he'd finish watching the movie, he finally gave up and opened the refrigerator to find something to drink. He took out a can of beer and, just in case, grabbed one for Kang Il-hyun too.
"Thank you."
They sat side by side drinking beer when Kang Il-hyun leaned against him. Ja-kyung shrugged his shoulder to make his head fall off. When he leaned again, he pushed him off, but he persisted stubbornly, so eventually he gave up and let him be.
The movie was a human drama about family, but perhaps because he had no family, he couldn't relate to it and found it boring. He glanced at Kang Il-hyun, who was watching with an expression not much different from his own. A father was hugging his son and bawling, but he couldn't understand why he was crying.
"If your child had a terminal illness, would you cry like that?"
Il-hyun asked, and Ja-kyung shrugged.
"I don't have children, so I wouldn't know."
"But you have parents, don't you?"
Ja-kyung didn't answer and just drank his beer. He could feel Kang Il-hyun's gaze fixed on him.
"Ja-kyung, do you not have parents?"
After finishing one can, a slight buzz was creeping up on him. When he didn't answer, the question was repeated. There was no reason to hide it anyway, so he nodded. Il-hyun then made a sound that was hard to tell if it was admiration or a sigh.
"Siblings?"
"None of those either."
Il-hyun crushed his beer can, threw it on the floor, and went to the refrigerator to get two more. He opened one and held it out, and Ja-kyung accepted it and drank immediately.
"What does it feel like to have no parents?"
After gulping down the beer lingering in his mouth, he thought for a moment.
"I think it's good."
Kang Il-hyun nodded his head deeply.
"As expected. I knew it would be like that."
It wasn't a lie. When he thought about his own parents, sometimes it was better not to have them. Kang Il-hyun raised his beer can.
"Let's toast. To a bastard with no parents, and a bastard who'll soon be gone. Cheers."
They clinked glasses half-heartedly and drank more of the remaining beer. Two cans would have been appropriate, but for some reason he kept bringing more. As the empty cans piled up, his wariness faded and both his mood and body became languid.
Il-hyun asked Ja-kyung quite a few questions. When his parents died, how they died, how he'd lived alone until now, how he started his current job, whether he dated often, when his last relationship was, and eventually he asked how much he received per job, so he didn't answer in detail.
"I'm just curious. Tell me."
"Why are you curious about that? Are you planning to quit your company and change careers?"
"Why? I think I'd be pretty good at it."
He couldn't deny that. Perhaps he would be far more capable than Ja-kyung. Since he felt neither emotion nor guilt, there couldn't be a job more suited to him. Imagining him hiding his body, aiming a gun at an enemy, and pulling the trigger, it fit him quite well. It was sexy too.
"If you're thinking of changing careers, let me know. I'll introduce you."
"You don't want to be partners?"
"Would you work under me?"
"Why would I be under? I'm always above you."
He cast a sideways glance, lightly touched his cheek, then smiled with his eyes. Ja-kyung flinched at the word "above" and pulled his upper body back. Il-hyun crushed the empty beer can, threw it on the floor, and approached from the side, so he pushed his shoulder to block him. He tilted his head slightly, locked eyes with him, and quietly made his intentions known. Ja-kyung immediately shook his head.
"I don't want to. I won't do it."
When his face approached, he blocked it with his palm to stop him. His straight nose bridge was crushed against his palm, and his eyes turned fierce. Il-hyun grabbed his wrist and pulled it down, interlacing his fingers gently as he slowly moved his body to climb on top of Ja-kyung.
"I'll just kiss you..."
"Just a kiss. Is that okay?"
It was an arrogant tone for such a gentle face. Drunk on beer, Ja-kyung found his deftness annoying.
"I said... I won't do it."
He gently nodded his head and softly stroked Ja-kyung's cheek. He tilted his head and closed the distance between their lips. His tongue pushed into his slightly parted lips. As their tongues intertwined inside his mouth, the sensation was strange. It was disgusting yet his body heated up from the unfamiliar stimulation. Kang Il-hyun's hand touched his chest and began to unbutton his shirt. When his large hand touched his bare skin, he felt a ticklish sensation.
He found himself responding to the kiss he'd initially resisted. When Il-hyun pulled his tongue out, he followed and sucked on his lips. The man above him let out a low groan.
"Haa... it tastes good."
His other hand slipped behind Ja-kyung's back and pulled him closer. Ja-kyung wrapped his arms around Il-hyun's neck. The hand that had been on his chest moved down, gently caressing his side before gripping his waist. A muffled moan escaped through their joined lips.
His hand slid from his waist to his lower back, pressing him down while grinding his hips. The sensation of his growing erection through his pants was vivid, sending a shiver down Ja-kyung's spine.
"Stop..."
He broke the kiss and gasped for breath. The heat of his breath brushed against his sensitive ear, and he felt himself growing harder. Il-hyun's hand was already undoing his belt buckle.
"I don't... want to."
He insisted, but his voice lacked conviction, and his body continued to respond. Il-hyun pulled back and looked at him.
"You say you don't want to, but your body says otherwise. We're already like this."
His gaze moved downward. The prominent bulge in his pants was undeniable proof. He tried to pull up his zipper, but Il-hyun's hand got there first, and his pants were pulled down in one motion. Ja-kyung quickly reached down to cover himself.
"Turn around."
"I told you I don't want to."
He glared at him, but Il-hyun was already spreading his legs and settling between them. He lifted his thighs and pressed his hips forward. Ja-kyung tensed, bracing himself for what would follow. But contrary to expectation, Il-hyun didn't thrust inside immediately. Instead, he lowered his head and took Ja-kyung into his mouth.
"W-wait..."
He let out a strangled moan. Warm, wet heat engulfed him. His tongue swirled around the sensitive tip, drawing another gasp. Il-hyun's head bobbed up and down, taking him deeper each time. His hands gripped Ja-kyung's thighs, holding them apart.
"Ah... hngh..."
The wet sounds filling the room made his face flush with embarrassment. He tried to close his legs, but Il-hyun held them firmly in place. The pleasure built steadily, his hips twitching involuntarily. Il-hyun hummed around him, the vibration making him arch his back.
"S-stop... I'm..."
Il-hyun didn't pull away. Instead, he took him even deeper, his throat constricting around the head. Ja-kyung's hands found their way to Il-hyun's hair, fingers tangling in the soft strands. His back arched off the bed as his orgasm hit. He spilled into Il-hyun's mouth with a ragged cry.
When he finally opened his eyes, Il-hyun was looking at him with a satisfied expression. He swallowed, then leaned down to press a soft kiss to Ja-kyung's lips.
"See? You enjoyed it."
"Shut up..."
Ja-kyung turned his head away, his face burning. Il-hyun chuckled and nuzzled against his neck.
"One more round?"
"No. Absolutely not."
But his body was already responding to Il-hyun's touch again. And this time, he didn't even try to resist.