CTL 53

Without even being able to say, “Stop,” Yoongeon, who had been gushing fluid nonstop, suddenly lost all strength in his body. His last thought was that he had to hold onto Seohwi, and then he fainted.

✧ ✧ ✧

‘I, too, hold you dear.’

‘It is an affection that has bloomed by trampling upon your guilt.’

“…”

Sinking in an endless darkness, Yoongeon quietly opened his eyes and, at the same time, became aware of his own existence.

For some reason, this sensation today was very similar to the feeling he got each time he died and was reborn. The feeling of sinking into an abyss, unaware of whether ‘I’ even existed, and then suddenly coming to his senses.

The first time he experienced it, he didn’t understand what was happening, so he didn’t recognize it. The second time, he was confused and didn’t know what to do. From the third time onward, he seemed to have resigned himself to it. It felt just like that right now. The feeling of collapsing and falling asleep in a state of complete exhaustion, only to be jolted awake. But why was he suddenly feeling this way again? Yoongeon wondered, belatedly remembering that he had fainted in a rather pathetic manner.

“What the, hell.”

The moment he realized it, he buried his face in his hands. His face, which had flushed in an instant, was bright red.

‘You fainted just from getting sucked a little?’

Ha, seriously, this is insane. Yoongeon, who had been repeating such things, clenched his fist to try to suppress his anger, but ultimately failed and started punching the air wildly. If he were to die in this life, it would surely be from shame. Because it felt exactly like that was about to happen right now…

“…”

To calm his flushed face, Yoongeon closed his eyes and took deep breaths, repeating the cycle of being tormented by the resurfacing memory. One thing was certain: he could not calm down at all. Finally giving up, Yoongeon opened his eyes and looked to his side, where he saw Seohwi’s face, sleeping with a look of worldly peace.

“…”

Seriously… should I hit him?

He loved him, he missed him, but in this very moment, all of that could wait. He really just wanted to hit him once. He had told him not to do it, even threatened him to try it if he wanted to get hit, but that detestable face that hadn’t even pretended to listen looked particularly hateful today. His clenched fist trembled.

‘Just one hit.’

No more, no less, just… Yoongeon, who was thinking this and raising his fist, hesitated for a long while. He wanted to hit him because he was so annoying, but his sleeping face was just too damned sexy. Hitting a face like this felt like doing something he shouldn’t. He could touch anywhere else, but not the face.

“…Damn it.”

This won’t do. Yoongeon, who had once again suppressed his temper, could only let out a deep sigh and grind his teeth.

‘By the way, what time is it?’

Looking outside, it was pitch black, so it seemed to be nighttime, but he couldn’t gauge what time it was. Yoongeon, who had been fumbling on the nightstand where he always kept his phone, remembered with a start and went outside. Since he had made such a scene starting from the entryway yesterday, he figured his phone would be there too.

Sure enough, Yoongeon found his phone lying in a corner of the entryway. He let out a deep sigh and bent down, momentarily stumbling. Then, surprised at himself, he quickly checked his surroundings. Fortunately, no one had seen this pathetic sight. He composed his expression, stood up straight, and did some unnecessary stretching. To think his legs would give out just from doing that little thing. His pride was wounded.

“Ah, damn it.”

After a brief stretching session, Yoongeon turned on his phone and instantly frowned. The screen was cracked. Not only that, but the moment it turned on, a horrifying number of notifications had piled up. Most of them were from Secretary Lim, messages saying the employees had finished compiling the materials, but he had checked them too late. 1 AM wasn’t a particularly late hour for either him or Secretary Lim, but a wave of embarrassment washed over him, and he couldn’t bring himself to reply, so he returned to the room.

Seohwi was still asleep, not stirring at the sign of his presence. Then and now, he was the type to fall asleep the moment his head hit the pillow, and to sleep deeply once he did. Yoongeon, who had been staring at him, suddenly felt a surge of resentment and narrowed his eyes, poking his cheek.

“I told you not to do it.”

He didn’t look the part, but he was stubborn and didn’t read the room. Seohwi was the type who was only satisfied when he did what he wanted. No matter how you tried to sugarcoat it, there was no other way to describe him but as having a subtly bad personality. Just this afternoon, hadn’t he lost his temper and charged at Chairman Go? He hadn’t shown it, but he had been really surprised then.

“I really thought you were going to cause trouble earlier.”

He still had the habit of not thinking about the consequences when he got angry. He himself had quite a temper, but this was Seohwi, who often managed to surprise even him. Yoongeon poked his cheek for a bit, then began to stroke it. Seohwi just frowned and turned his head, showing no signs of waking up.

“There’s a limit to how cute I can find you. Got it?”

He chuckled, saying things that would never reach Seohwi, who was just sleeping without listening.

Yoongeon’s smile only ever appeared when Seohwi wasn’t looking. It was a habit that had formed from hiding himself for too long, but it was also a habit that Yoongeon himself was unaware of. He looked at Seohwi with affectionate eyes and placed a kiss on his cheek.

“…Eung…”

It was then. Perhaps feeling the touch on his cheek, Seohwi whipped his head around and hugged Yoongeon tightly.

“…Why aren’t you sleeping…”

“You’re awake?”

“…”

“…You’re not awake?”

“…”

When he asked, there was no response again.

“…”

For some reason, he felt annoyed. Yoongeon narrowed his eyes and glared at him, then stealthily moved downwards. His target, naturally, was Seohwi’s lower body, which was lying there without any guard.

When he peeked under the blanket, he saw that he was wearing the cotton pants he always wore at home. Without a second thought, Yoongeon pulled down both his pants and underwear, then took the still-flaccid penis into his mouth and sucked.

Yoongeon, who had a great deal of experience doing this to an unconscious person, was careful not to let his teeth touch as he performed a deep-throat fellatio. A short while later, he aligned the perfectly erect penis with his own hole and lowered his hips.

“Ugh…”

His hole, having already been through a lot, opened easily again, but the feeling of pressure was still there. Yoongeon, who sat down all at once without stopping, frowned and placed a hand on Seohwi’s stomach. It was so long and thick that every time it was inserted, it felt like it was filling him up to his throat.

“Eut…”

After catching his breath for a moment, Yoongeon began to move his hips. Each time he moved, the heavy object churned wildly inside him, and because it reached too deep, the sounds he made were closer to screams than moans.

Even though he was the one moving his hips, the pressure pressing firmly inside him was considerable. As Yoongeon tilted his head far back and bit his lip, tears streamed down, unable to withstand the overwhelming sensation.

“Ugh, eut, haah… ah…”

In an instant, bodily fluids flowed out, making a slick sound. Feeling a dizzying sensation, he stopped his hip movements and began to stroke his penis rapidly, and that’s when Seohwi, who had been sleeping underneath him, groaned and opened his eyes.

“Haah, eut, ugh… you’re, hoo… you’re awake?”

“…”

At Yoongeon’s words, which he delivered without any sign of embarrassment when their eyes met, Seohwi stared at him blankly, as if he hadn’t fully grasped the situation yet.

“Eut, ugh, haah… If you’re conscious, then hurry up and move your hips.”

With Seohwi’s member inside him from behind, he stroked his own penis, and his body trembled at the dizzying sensation. Each time Yoongeon neared his climax, he would bite his lip hard and clench his lower body, making Seohwi let out a moan.

“Ugh…. What are you, doing…”

It was when Yoongeon, moaning from the dizziness, was moving his hips back and forth. Seohwi grabbed his hips and helped him move.

“Eut…”

“Haah, Seohwi… harder, euum, rock harder.”

It was when Yoongeon, stroking his own penis and bracing his other hand on Seohwi’s stomach as he rocked his hips, was giving the command.

—Rrrrr.

“…”

“…”

Just when he was about to reach his climax with a little more effort, a call came from Secretary Lim. As Yoongeon’s gaze shifted to his phone, Seohwi frowned.

“Haah… hoo… Why, Yoongeon, what are you going to do…?”

The phone was vibrating loudly. Yoongeon continued to move his hips and answered the call nonchalantly.

“What is it.”

[Executive Director, I’m done organizing the press release. Should I send it now? Or should I come over?]

“Haah… Just send the documents.”

Swallowing a moan, Yoongeon squeezed his eyes shut and moved his hips a little faster. He didn’t want to stop moving, as his climax was not far off.

[There are quite a few documents. If you check them and give me feedback right away, I can make the revisions, but…]

“Ut…”

It was then. As Secretary Lim was rambling on about something, Seohwi let out a moan. Even though Yoongeon tried to cover his mouth, far from suppressing his moans, he started making even louder noises. It seemed he, too, was not far from his climax.

[…I don’t think that will be possible.]

“…What?”

[I was saying that even if we revise it right away, I don’t think we can get it out as the first news story tomorrow morning. There’s just too much.]

“Heum…. Cut down the content a bit, ugh.”

[Executive Director? Is something wrong?]

“…No, it’s nothing.”