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[I love you, CEO! That was the most ecstatic sex of my life!]
Hearing the voice repeating infinitely, Ja-kyeong opened his closed eyes and cursed first thing. He thought the sound was coming from a dream, but it wasn't. He raised his upper body and looked around to find Kang Il-hyeon's phone on the bedside table. Did he really set that as an alarm?
He frowned and reached out his arm, but Kang Il-hyeon snatched it first. He seemed to have just finished showering, wearing a bathrobe with a towel draped over his head.
After turning off the alarm, he smiled at Ja-kyeong and suddenly planted a loud kiss on his lips.
"Did you sleep well?"
Then he reached out and ruffled his hair. Ja-kyeong pushed his hand away and glared at him.
"Delete that right now."
"What?"
"The recording!"
"It sounds good though."
He played it like a song, so Ja-kyeong got up and threw a pillow at him. Just die! But then pain shot up his waist and he collapsed back onto the bed. He felt more exhausted from sex than from work. When he didn't move, Il-hyeon came up and lay down beside him.
He lay on his side and stared at his face, so Ja-kyeong just blinked.
Unlike him who was struggling, Kang Il-hyeon's face looked even brighter after just one day. The image of him last night, lost in excitement as he ejaculated on his face, came to mind. If before there was a strong feeling of being unilaterally subjected to it, yesterday they enjoyed it together.
Crazy. No matter how he thought about it, it was crazy.
It felt like crossing a river he could never return from. Suddenly making a sullen expression, Kang Il-hyeon gently stroked his hair.
"Sorry. I'll delete it. Don't be mad."
"..."
"Do you want to sleep more?"
"No."
"Then shall we go out and have breakfast?"
It was close to noon, so it was ambiguous to call it breakfast. Though his body was tired, he was hungry because he had poured all his energy into sex. When Il-hyeon got up and pulled his arm, he reluctantly slid down from the bed.
He went into the bathroom and took off the bathrobe, finding his whole body marked with colors. Looking at his swollen nipples, he once again realized the fact that he was a nipple pervert. While showering, the semen remaining inside trickled down his legs.
Shocked, he lost his words and stared blankly at it. Hah, he tilted his head back toward the ceiling and let out a sigh.
Right. Let's think positively. You enjoyed it too. You didn't dislike it.
If this continues, later won't he be the first to climb on top of Kang Il-hyeon and shake his hips? When his imagination reached that point, he felt despair. After washing his body thoroughly with cold water, he came out and changed clothes.
In the living room, Kang Il-hyeon was sitting on the sofa drinking tea. He wore shorts and a shirt with sunglasses on, a different look from usual that felt unfamiliar. Even his calves were long, firm, and smooth, and the shorts suited him well.
When he looked up and down without thinking, he noticed it like a ghost and spread his arms with a bright smile.
"Do you like it?"
When he pretended not to hear, he chased after him asking if he liked it. When he nodded because he was being persistent and annoying, he stroked his hair with a proud face. When confidence is excessive it should be unlucky, but since it was confidence with basis, it only made him heated.
Only after coming outside did he properly check the house's exterior. It was a wooden house, modest in size, and appeared to have been built quite some time ago.
No matter how he looked at it, it didn't match Kang Il-hyeon. How did he think to build a house here. While looking around in wonder, he discovered a white sports car standing in the yard.
"Here."
He tossed the car key to him, and he caught it.
"You drive."
He didn't show it, but he was slightly pleased. He went to the driver's seat, opened the door, sat down, and started the engine. The growling engine sound lifted his spirits. After leaving the yard, a road appeared along the seaside. The road was better maintained than expected.
He thought it would be an uninhabited island like the one he escaped to, but it was quite large in scale. Driving along the coast, the salty smell of the sea wafted strongly. Looking to the side, Il-hyeon was leaning his arm against the window and looking outside.
His hair fluttering wildly and his lips turned up pleasantly blended with the sea like a painting. Skillfully turning the corner, small restaurants and cafes gathered in front of the sea.
There were no passing cars or people, which worried him, but fortunately one place had just started business. Ja-kyeong reduced speed and parked in front. The young owner who was taking out the menu board was startled when he saw the two.
For a brief moment, he thought two actors had come to film.
"Is dining possible?"
"It will take some time, is that okay?"
The two nodded and went inside. The quaintly decorated menu board was impressive. Taking a seat by the window, the sea came into full view. The sky was particularly clear today. While his mind was wandering outside, Il-hyeon flipped through the menu and handed it to Ja-kyeong.
"Did you choose everything?"
"You choose for me. I don't know what's good to eat."
Looking at it, it seemed to be a pasta specialty shop. Moreover, it was fusion pasta with herbs in it, a bit different. While pointing at the menu with his finger and pondering, Kang Il-hyeon's gaze was not on the menu but on Ja-kyeong's face.
He raised his head and their eyes met, and Il-hyeon smiled first. Ja-kyeong felt awkward for no reason, ordered the menu, and drank water while casting his gaze out the window.
"After the meal, let's go to the cafe I mentioned yesterday."
It must be that cafe where the desserts were supposedly good. Ja-kyeong suddenly became curious.
"Do you come here often?"
"I came in the past."
"Vacation?"
Il-hyeon smiled faintly and shook his head.
"It's where my deceased mother was convalescing. So when I was very young, I came down about twice a month."
"Ah..."
"Of course, she didn't welcome me."
Even while telling a depressing story, he smiled brightly. He said he came a few times after growing up, then quickly moved on to other topics. Ja-kyeong didn't ask any more either. The meal came out and the two had relatively everyday conversations.
At first it was unfamiliar, but gradually adapting, he felt the sharp knife edge he had been pointing at Kang Il-hyeon becoming dull. Moreover, outside he acted like a perfectly normal person. He didn't know if it was acting or his real self, but he liked it after a long time.
After finishing the meal, they headed to the cafe he mentioned. However, whether it had closed long ago, the inside of the shop was empty. He had been curious about how good the dessert was, so it was slightly regrettable. Looking for another cafe, fortunately they found a place they liked.
It was quite large with several customers. While ordering simple coffee and waiting, he saw couples here and there taking photos. Ja-kyeong kept covering the marks Kang Il-hyeon had left on his neck last night with his hand because it bothered him.
Then a woman approached Ja-kyeong. She smiled shyly and tried to speak saying "Excuse me... if you have time..." but was startled when she saw Il-hyeon sitting in front. Il-hyeon was leaning back in his chair and glaring at the other with blazing eyes.
The woman said it was nothing and ran away to her group, and Ja-kyeong finally said something.
"Relax your face. Lasers are going to come out of your eyes."
"I'm smiling."
"No you're not. You just glared intensely."
When he made an unsatisfied expression, Kang Il-hyeon's eyebrows twitched upward.
"Why? Disappointed?"
If he answered, they'd probably fight again. Ja-kyeong didn't want to hear it, so he crossed his arms on the table and buried his face. He turned his head to the side to look outside, then closed his eyes. The air conditioning was running inside, sunlight was coming in, and drowsiness poured over him.
Kang Il-hyeon sat in front with his chin propped up, playing with Ja-kyeong's hair. Since it wasn't going to wear out, he just left it alone, and the hand gradually moved down to touch his neck. In a mood of generosity, he allowed the neck too. Sitting like that for a while, he really felt like he might fall asleep, so he sat up.
"Very tired?"
Facing Il-hyeon who asked shamelessly, Ja-kyeong scrunched his face unpleasantly.
"Because of who?"
"With such a weak body, how do you work? Should I get you some tonic?"
"No thanks. You'll feed me that and torment me even more."
Sitting there, more customers kept coming to the cafe. People's glances increased too. A different woman from before appeared and started talking about contact info, but seeing Il-hyeon's face becoming fierce, she ran away again. Ja-kyeong felt it really wouldn't work, so he took Il-hyeon and went outside.
Driving around, they reached a resort on the back side of the island. It was a place that also operated a golf course. They ate dinner at an Italian restaurant inside the resort and walked along the beach. When the sun hung on the horizon, the entire sky was dyed red.
Kang Il-hyeon tried to hold his hand, and after rejecting it several times, he eventually grabbed it and threw it into the sea. In the end, bickering again, they returned to their accommodation. While parking the car in the yard, Il-hyeon quietly looked at the house.
Ja-kyeong, who was drying his wet hair, turned around wondering why. He turned off the engine. The headlight beams disappeared and everything around became dark. When he tried to get out, he grabbed his arm and brought his fingers to his mouth. Shh. In the darkness, his eyes shone like a beast hunting its prey.
Ja-kyeong's gaze naturally moved to the house. After some time passed, when he started the engine again, the light poured toward the house. Very briefly, there was a shadow by the window that then disappeared.
An intruder.
"Did you see?"
Ja-kyeong nodded while staring at that place.
"Do you have a gun?"
"No. Not needed."
What does he mean not needed when he doesn't have one. Looking at him in puzzlement, he pressed the brake and accelerator together. The needle on the dashboard shook roughly. Ja-kyeong intuited what he was trying to do and with a tired face, fastened his seatbelt again.
"Just go in."
"Don't worry. I'm an expert at crashing."
He winked, and Ja-kyeong despised it. Fuck. To be acting trashily even at a time like this.
"Anyway, it was a house I didn't like."
He gritted his teeth. Ja-kyeong frowned and grabbed the handle next to his head. The moment he released the brake, the car began to charge toward the house entrance.
Damn it. Where are we going to sleep tonight then.