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It was an unexpected proposal. A vacation out of nowhere. Ja-kyung sat up in bed with an expression of disbelief. Il-hyun propped his arm up and reached out to stroke Ja-kyung's cheek. His hand gradually moved lower, touching his chest and trying to twist his nipple, so Ja-kyung quickly pushed it away and first found and put on a t-shirt.
"What do you mean?"
"Just what you heard. Your brother got hurt too, so go rest and come back."
In recent years, Wang Lun had been active in Korea, while Wang Han and Ja-kyung traveled around foreign countries. So work was sufficiently possible even without Lun. Judging by Kang Il-hyun's expression, that wasn't simply the only reason. Ja-kyung stared down at his injured arm.
"Is it because I'm hurt? Are you worried I can't work properly?"
"No."
"This much injury is nothing."
Il-hyun looked at Ja-kyung without a word. Chairman Kang would have clearly realized by now what kind of existence Ja-kyung was, and that he wasn't keeping him around simply for work-related reasons or as a diversion.
"It's because I think you'll become my weakness. If things go wrong, Chairman Kang might take you hostage and threaten me."
Ja-kyung looked at him with an absurd expression. A hostage? Me?
"I'm Lee Ja-kyung."
At the sight of him tilting his chin and acting haughty, Il-hyun burst into laughter. To others, he might look like a threatening contract killer, but to his eyes, he looked like a kitten waving a cotton club in front of a black panther.
Ja-kyung seemed to notice this too and furrowed his brow deeply.
"Don't laugh. It really pisses me off right now."
"Don't do that. Just go out for a month and come back."
Ja-kyung thought carefully. A month... That's a perfect amount of time to escape?
As his eyes rolled around, Kang Il-hyun read him like a ghost and made the first move.
"If you run away, this time I won't bring a helicopter, I'll bring a fighter jet."
"...."
"Don't think I can't kill you just because I like you."
"Ah, I didn't think anything."
He feigned ignorance, but he was already smiling with his eyes gleaming like a murderer. Ja-kyung felt chills down his spine and immediately gave up the thought of escaping. Hadn't he already learned from one experience that he could be taken down at any time? But Kang Il-hyun was staring blankly at Ja-kyung's t-shirt. Wondering why, Ja-kyung also looked down.
"What are you looking at like that?"
"I have a favor to ask."
This is ominous.
"Don't do it. Don't even open your mouth."
"Can I suck your nipple?"
Il-hyun smiled shamelessly and Ja-kyung recoiled.
"My mind is troubled."
"Then meditate with me instead."
Ja-kyung began explaining in detail the benefits of meditation. But Il-hyun didn't accept it and made a sad expression.
"I don't need that. For me, your nipples are alcohol and drugs."
"...."
"When I'm sucking them, my mind becomes incredibly peaceful."
He beckoned him to come, but Ja-kyung pretended not to hear. He was just gathering a pillow to go to Wang Han's room when he grabbed his arm. When he resisted, he got off the bed, wrapped his arms around his waist, lifted his t-shirt and put his head inside.
Flustered, he tried to push his head away, but he already had the nipple in his mouth.
"Ah!"
He mashed his tongue against the nipple, then put it in his mouth and sucked away. Even though he said he didn't like it, when stimulation was applied, his toes inevitably tingled. His head moved inside the t-shirt before emerging outside. His eyes, looking emptier than usual today, bothered him. He hugged Ja-kyung's waist, rubbed his cheek against his chest, and let out a deep sigh.
"I'm upset. I want to be comforted."
He acts however he wants and then pulls this once in a while. Making people's hearts go soft. Cursing him internally as a cunning bastard, Ja-kyung still couldn't easily push him away. Il-hyun's hand wrapped around his waist moved down and slipped inside his pants. He grabbed his buttocks firmly and kneaded them.
"Comfort me with sex."
Ja-kyung let out a moan and a sigh at the same time. Il-hyun took advantage of his softened heart to get up and strip off Ja-kyung's t-shirt in one go. Then he made him lie face down on the bed. Seeing him obediently comply, it seemed his act of pretending to be pitiful had worked.
With only his upper body lying face down on the bed, he pulled Ja-kyung's pants and underwear down to his thighs. Il-hyun reached for the nightstand and opened the drawer. He took out the gel he had put there before, opened the cap, spread the hole and squeezed it out in one long stream. When the cold liquid entered, Ja-kyung frowned and looked back.
He gathered the flowing gel with his finger and pushed it back inside the hole, rubbing back and forth. Ja-kyung's back stiffened and his muscles became clearly visible. Il-hyun's gaze followed the snake-patterned tattoo downward and fixed on his own name.
While probing the hole with his hand, he etched that name into his mind with his eyes over and over. When he curved his finger and scratched the inside, Ja-kyung's thighs tensed and he clawed at the bed sheets with his hands.
"Ah!"
Ja-kyung looked back with a pleading face. The area under his eyes was already red, and he was biting his lower lip hard as if holding back moans. Did he realize how lewd his face looked? His heart grew urgent. Before leaving for Jeju Island, after having a brief taste, he had thought of nothing but Lee Ja-kyung for two days straight.
He rubbed the thick glans against the entrance, then spread the hole and entered. The muscles of his waist and back tensed tightly. When he was halfway in, Il-hyun tilted his head back and let out a low breath. Ah, fuck. The feeling was truly incredible. After pushing it all the way in, he grabbed Lee Ja-kyung's buttocks firmly with both hands, spreading them left and right while kneading them.
"Mmm."
Even though his body trembled slightly from pain, the hole clenched even tighter, gnawing at his cock as if trying to bite it off. As he slowly thrust his hips, the buttocks flinched. He ran his hand over the place where his name was engraved, then moved up to grab Ja-kyung's shoulder and pulled him back.
"Stand up."
When he made him stand, the inside tightened even more due to the position. Il-hyun frowned deeply and swallowed a curse. He reached forward and stroked Lee Ja-kyung's cock while slowly moving his hips. He put just the tip in and out teasingly, then occasionally thrust deep all the way to the root.
With his skilled control of pace, Ja-kyung didn't know what to do and leaned the back of his head completely against Il-hyun's shoulder.
Il-hyun licked his neck and jaw greedily while repeating his hip movements.
"Does it hurt?"
Ja-kyung bit his lip and didn't answer.
"Tell me. Ha, does it hurt?"
At the damply whispered voice, he shook his head. It hurts, but it's better than before. The more they do it, the better it gets. That's why it's scary. He's afraid that later he won't be able to stop this and will end up clinging to Kang Il-hyun. As if to confirm that, the inside grew hotter. Kang Il-hyun's hand stroking his cock also sped up.
"Ahh!"
The moan burst out like a scream. Thud, thud, thud, the speed and force of the thrusts increased, and the ceiling seemed to shake along with them. More, more, he reached back and groped Kang Il-hyun's body here and there. The chest against his back was firm.
That was the moment.
Thud, the door opened and Wang Han came in, and Ja-kyung, reacting a beat too late to the sound, turned around. The air in the bedroom seemed to stop. He stared in shock without even blinking, and Wang Han too stood frozen with his mouth agape.
But Kang Il-hyun kept moving steadfastly and casually gestured for Wang Han to leave.
[I'm sorry!]
Wang Han, apparently flustered, shouted an apology in Chinese and slammed the door shut and disappeared. Ja-kyung's soul had already turned to dust and separated from his body. Coming to his senses, he tried to push Kang Il-hyun away, but this man had him face down on the bed and was thrusting with determination.
"W-wait, my brother, mm, saw us!"
When he tried to get up, he pressed down on his shoulders to keep him down.
"He didn't see."
It's not like he had no eyes, how could he not see. He had to insist on what he wanted to insist on. He pressed his chest tightly against his back and moved only his hips like a beast. Thud, thud, thud, the sound of flesh colliding, rough breathing, and intermittent moans mingled together dizzyingly.
Thanks to that, he forgot about the shock and the urge to ejaculate rushed over him. While licking and sucking Ja-kyung's ear, Il-hyun whispered viciously.
"Don't worry. Hoo, if your brother teases you, fuck, I'll kill him."
Urk, as soon as the words ended, semen poured into Kang Il-hyun's palm. He hugged his chest tightly and pressed his lower body completely against him until his buttocks were crushed. Heh. With a short groan, something hot spurted from deep in his belly. It felt like all his organs were being soaked wet.
Ja-kyung went limp and panted in exhaustion. Kang Il-hyun clinging to his back like a leech was heavy.
Even so, Wang Han's surprised face from earlier wouldn't fade from his mind.
He squeezed his eyes shut. It's over, it's over.
***
Late at night, Ja-kyung was on his way to see Wang Lun with Wang Han. He had called out of nowhere, demanding to know if they knew his girlfriend had betrayed him. The two hurried to the hospital, worried that Wang Lun might do something rash.
Both Wang Han in the driver's seat and Ja-kyung were silent. Wang Han, who struggled to speak, wore a vague expression. As if trying not to show anything.
"About earlier... I didn't see anything either."
Ja-kyung glared at him with eyes like a flatfish. If you didn't see anything, why did you bring a seat cushion as soon as he got in the car? Anyway, Wang Han was unnecessarily considerate. Why hadn't he locked the door? Regretting it, he chewed over that scene from earlier.
Cursing Kang Il-hyun as a dog in heat, he made Wang Han swear repeatedly not to tell Wang Lun. Wang Han promised to keep the secret, telling him to trust only him.
When the two arrived at the hospital and headed for the patient room, the corridor was noisy as soon as the elevator doors opened. Wang Lun, who should have been lying in bed, had come outside. Shaking off the bodyguards trying to stop him, he was causing a scene while the nurses watched, stomping their feet helplessly.
"Let go! I don't need treatment! I'm getting out of here!"
Seeing this, Wang Han let out a deep sigh. Once Wang Lun went off, no one could stop him. Whether his stitched wounds had burst, his patient gown was already soaked with blood.
Wang Han, with his finger on the elevator open button, asked Ja-kyung.
"Should I go?"
Ja-kyung clicked his tongue.
Wang Han was too soft-hearted to handle this. Without needing to ask more, he started running.
"Lun!"
At the call of his name, Wang Lun, who had been thrashing around like the Hulk, turned around. Ja-kyung kicked off the wall right in front of him, launched his body into the air, and spun around to deliver a lightning-fast kick to Wang Lun. With a crack sound, his head snapped around and his eyes flipped backward.
Following that came a thud, and Wang Lun's large body sprawled across the corridor.