JD 70

The hotel was bustling in the middle of the day. Of course, most of the people weren’t there for anything indecent like Hakyung was imagining—they were simply restaurant patrons.

But to someone with a certain mindset, you only saw what you wanted to see. As he glanced around, Hakyung grinned slyly. So much love filling South Korea… But there was no way he was going to lose in passion.

“Boss, come on! We’ve gotta work the hardest! Where do we check in?”

“Wait here for a bit.”

“Okaaay.”

Muheon guided Hakyung to a quiet spot before heading to the front desk. Watching his boss’s perfect figure even from behind, Hakyung tapped his feet eagerly.

Then his eyes sharpened, wary of anyone who might be eyeing his boss.

Whether Muheon realized how tense Hakyung was or not, he smiled politely at the clerk and even nodded gently, carrying on quite a long conversation.

The longer he stayed up there, the more irritation swelled in Hakyung’s mind. Wasn’t he just supposed to pay and grab a keycard? What was there to talk about for so long?!

Just as he was about to charge over in a huff, the conversation finally ended and Muheon returned with the card key.

Their eyes met, of course—Hakyung had been staring the whole time—and he immediately lit up, reaching out with one arm. The ring on his fourth finger sparkled under the lights.

As soon as Muheon’s sweet smile reached him, all of Hakyung’s frustration melted away like sugar in warm tea, and his heart swelled with soft affection like cotton candy. Grinning back, he quickly grabbed Muheon’s hand.

“Boss, who were you trying to seduce, walking all cool like that, nodding so sweetly?”

But he didn’t forget to scold him either. Muheon was too attractive—he had to stay on guard at all times. Hakyung’s playful nagging went on and on.

Muheon just nodded obediently at everything he said. In fact, he nodded even more than he had to the clerk earlier—enough to completely erase the tiny peanut-sized sting still lingering in Hakyung’s heart.

Back to being a cheerful river dolphin, Hakyung stuck close to Muheon as they took the elevator up.

“Wow, we’re going way up. I guess our room’s at the top.”

“Yeah. Luckily, there was one open.”

“Nice.”

He’d seen a great night view from their hotel in Incheon before, so he was curious how much prettier the view from the very top of Seoul would be.

The boss in front of that view would look even more… delicious. No—dashing. Hakyung’s cheeks began to flush again. Filled with excitement, he nodded along and softly started humming a tune.

It was so quiet that the lyrics didn’t carry, but it was probably cute and silly regardless.

Muheon pressed a kiss to Hakyung’s small, pale hand in appreciation of his little song. Hakyung’s small shoulders twitched at the ticklish gesture.

“Let’s go.”

The elevator opened silently, and Muheon led him out. As they stepped into the room, Hakyung’s mouth dropped open. Before he could even look at the view, he was already distracted by the lavish and stylish décor.

Everywhere he looked was fascinating and beautiful. It was fun seeing how each hotel had its own style of decoration.

Hakyung hadn’t moved a step yet, just darted his eyes around, while Muheon was too busy hugging him from behind and stealing kisses.

“Ah, that tickles.”

“Yeah? Then hurry up and move. Bedroom’s to the right.”

“Let me look around a bit first.”

“Nope.”

With a grumble, Muheon scooped Hakyung up and strode inside with long strides. Hakyung still wanted to look around, but he ended up smiling and rubbing his cheek against Muheon’s shoulder.

It felt like watching a dog unable to resist a treat right in front of it. Lately, whenever Hakyung looked at the boss, he didn’t think of a cold, fearsome imugi—but a warm, giant puppy instead.

In his head, he jokingly dubbed him “Imu-mutt,” and reached up to stroke his husband’s soft black hair.

After a few strokes, a large bed came into view. The entire wall around the bed was made of floor-to-ceiling windows, and the cityscape beneath them was breathtaking. As expected of Seoul.

“It’s even prettier at night. Look then.”

“Okay.”

Muheon gently laid Hakyung down on the bed. His hands moved quickly. It didn’t take long to remove the light clothing. In an instant, soft, white skin was revealed.

It wasn’t the first time he’d been naked in front of his lover, so Hakyung naturally reached for the boss’s clothes as well. Without a thread between them, the two faced each other and stepped together into the bathroom.

From head to toe, they washed each other thoroughly in a mountain of bubbles. Hakyung’s hair, wet with water, deepened from its usual cotton-candy pink to a richer shade. Even without his usual fluffy look, Kang Hakyung was still just as cute.

When Muheon brushed back Hakyung’s wet hair, his round forehead was revealed. Unable to resist, Muheon leaned in and bit it. Just lowering his lips there hadn’t been enough.

Hakyung, startled by the sudden nibble, blinked blankly—then burst out laughing.

“Boss, do you know you really act like a puppy sometimes? Who bites someone’s forehead?!”

“Then just think of me as a puppy.”

In front of his river dolphin, Muheon had long discarded pride and composure. He didn’t mind being treated like a dog—he was too busy savoring the tender softness of Hakyung’s skin.

He began gently nibbling here and there all over Hakyung’s body. At some point, his kisses gave way to his tongue.

The sharp tip of his tongue traced relentlessly along the pale line of Hakyung’s neck. A soft moan slipped from Hakyung’s lips, who had been laughing at the teasing only moments ago.

Beneath the steaming water, the two spent an even hotter time together.

Even for a river dolphin, spending over an hour under a showerhead moving that intensely was exhausting.

Hakyung lay sprawled out on the bed, gasping for air, his whole body wrinkled from the water. Meanwhile, Muheon was brimming with energy—as if he’d just played in seawater, not had sex.

They were just born with different stamina. Hakyung was about to ask for a short break when Muheon leaned over him. He didn’t press down with his full weight, mindful of Hakyung’s already shaky condition, and instead supported himself on his elbows, dropping only his lips.

“W-wait. Can’t we have a break?”

“Nope. We’re on our honeymoon, remember?”

“But… I don’t even have the strength to move a finger right now.”

“Then stay still. I’ll take care of it.”

With a sly grin, Muheon caught Hakyung’s hand and pinned it down. One hand was enough to hold his slender wrist.

Startled by the sudden grip on both wrists, Hakyung blinked rapidly.

He hadn’t planned on moving anyway, so why was the boss pinning him down like this? As he looked up at Muheon with confusion, he saw the man’s eyes had darkened, impossibly black.

Whoa—boss looked seriously… dangerous right now…

Hakyung gulped. Not that saying “no” would’ve changed anything—but it wasn’t like he hated it. Being close to the boss always made him feel good. Always happy.

He gave a few token wiggles to free his wrists, then settled down quietly. Muheon’s grin deepened.

He licked his lips, then began indulging in his river dolphin. He bit, licked, and sucked at Hakyung’s cute forehead, tiny nose, lovely lips, and chubby cheeks—taking every little part he craved.

Thankfully, they’d at least showered beforehand. If Muheon had started nibbling like this the moment they entered the room, Hakyung might’ve exploded from embarrassment on the spot.

With his hands pinned, Hakyung couldn’t touch Muheon’s broad shoulders or his neck, which made him squirm with frustration. He wanted to hug his lover, too.

“Why don’t I ever get tired of you?”

“Wh-what are you eating… Ah, not there!”

I’m not a bowl of rice, you know…! Hakyung started to complain, but his voice spiked the moment Muheon’s lips brushed the shell of his ear.

The ear was one of Hakyung’s most sensitive spots—a place he used for both singing and listening. Just a slight touch made him twitch.

And now, in this situation, with Muheon rolling the edge of his ear around in his mouth—it was only natural Hakyung’s voice grew louder.

Even after Hakyung’s reaction turned more heated, Muheon kept toying with the round edge of his ear for a long while, teasing him thoroughly before finally raising his gaze.

Seeing Hakyung’s face now flushed a deep pink, almost as dark as his wet hair, Muheon felt a small flicker of satisfaction. The way Hakyung had grown used to his touch and responded so naturally—it was charming and rewarding.

But this fleeting satisfaction wasn’t why he’d brought Hakyung here.

Desires long pent up over many years weren’t going to disappear so easily. And Muheon didn’t bother hiding that hunger.

With those clear eyes gazing up at him, Muheon moved—ready to claim every part of Kang Hakyung.