RB 54

Short breaths passed between their softly joined lips. Eunho squeezed out every bit of courage he had. Without asking permission, he cupped Yeorok’s cheek and carefully took his smooth lips into his own.

The lips touching his gave no response to the kiss, to the point of being cruel. Whether Eunho bit them or smeared them with saliva, they stayed stubbornly closed.

When the lips refused to open, Eunho started to grow restless. He repeatedly licked Yeorok’s lips with the tip of his tongue.

It felt like only Eunho was desperate. He started sweating and his heart beat out of rhythm. He did his best to suck on Yeorok’s lips, but the other kept his indifferent stance.

What should I do…?

His mind went blank. He understood well that a kiss could not be done alone. The problem was he did not know how to open those tightly closed lips. He lacked both skill and boldness, so all he could do was nibble at them.

Then suddenly, Yeorok’s lips parted slightly. Eunho, thoughtlessly licking, slipped his tongue right through the opening. The moment it entered the damp space, his tongue froze in place. And he clumsily let out a “hng.”

Frozen, Eunho only rolled his eyes. Each time Yeorok’s tongue brushed his, a shiver ran down his spine. Just when his stiff body seemed about to lock up further, Yeorok’s hand lifted Eunho’s T-shirt and wrapped around his bare waist.

The large palm pulled his waist, the legs that had barely kept his balance slid between Yeorok’s knees. Their upper bodies pressed even closer together.

Eunho’s mind flew away under the tension. He no longer knew what thoughts guided his movements.

With their lips joined, he circled Yeorok’s soft flesh with his tongue and sucked. He rubbed against his tongue and licked his inner cheek. It was nothing more than a clumsy trial, but even that made Eunho feel like his heart would explode.

While he was struggling, Yeorok slightly pulled back his lips. With their noses touching, he spoke in a low voice.

“Did I do it like this yesterday?”

“I don’t… I don’t know.”

“I thought you were smart, but your memory is poor.”

Each time Yeorok muttered, he smelled a faint scent of liquor. Eunho could not tell if Yeorok had been at a gathering late at night, or if he drank because the thought of kissing him left a bad taste.

Eunho wilted at the criticism and lowered his head. But even that was stopped when Yeorok grabbed his chin and pulled. Their lips overlapped again. When Yeorok opened his mouth properly, their tongues tangled instantly.

Wet sounds filled the room. Even though Eunho was above, the one below was the one devouring him. Eunho clung to him and struggled to keep up with the vigorous tongue play.

The deeper the kiss grew, the more his strength drained. Without realizing it, Eunho put his knee on the bed, and guided by Yeorok’s skilled hand, he sat on his thigh. Their eye level matched, and mixing tongues became easier.

This was why experience mattered. Unlike yesterday, when he had been stiff like a log, Eunho moved his tongue more smoothly. The hurried breaths he had sucked in before now came calmly through his nose. He was still far from taking initiative, but at least he could accept Yeorok’s tongue without resistance.

Their tongues tangled repeatedly, and their heads naturally tilted. Every time their noses bumped, hot breaths dampened each other’s philtrum. The raw sound of wet flesh sucking grated on Eunho’s ears. Their tongues mixed so much that the saliva turned thin like water.

Eunho’s mouth tasted of fresh mint. Proof that he had brushed his teeth not long ago.

He trembled at every kiss, yet he had brushed his teeth in advance and waited. The contradiction was absurd, but also so typical of Sim Eunho’s stubborn sincerity.

Yeorok, his thoughts growing more complicated, briefly let go of Eunho’s tongue. When he stopped, Eunho also froze.

Soon, a slight gap opened between their lips.

“…Chairman, why are you doing this?”

Eunho shrank back and searched Yeorok’s face. His hips, resting on Yeorok’s thigh, twitched to rise. But before he could, Yeorok’s hand moved faster.

He grabbed Eunho by the shoulders and pushed him straight down onto the bed. The bedding, once neat without a wrinkle, was suddenly disheveled. Before Eunho could even show his surprise, Yeorok’s lips closed on his. A slick tongue flooded his mouth, wrapped his tongue, and sucked hard.

“Uhh, uhhng…”

Eunho let out a faint nasal sound and flailed his feet. The rough texture of the blanket brushed under his soles, and his ankle grazed against Yeorok’s suit pants. Yeorok had already climbed fully onto the bed and, with their legs tangled, he was pinning Eunho down.

The deepening kiss muddled Eunho’s head. He could not even think about learning something, he only floundered in the sensations Yeorok was feeding him.

Then their lips suddenly parted. A damp breath brushed his nape. Eunho stiffened when he felt his skin being sucked.

Yeorok dragged his tongue down the length of Eunho’s neck. He deliberately made sticky sucking sounds as he kissed his throat, and goosebumps instantly broke out over Eunho’s skin. His stiff body and racing heartbeat were completely exposed to Yeorok.

“Haa, hgnh.”

Eunho desperately held back his voice. As the level of the act went higher, even if it was Yeorok, the discomfort was the same.

Tears even welled up, but he covered his eyes with the back of his hand, trying somehow to hide his fear. But his stiffened body was plain to see. Keen and perceptive as Yeorok was, there was no way he would miss it.

Yeorok stopped and lifted his gaze. In the dark, Eunho’s fingertips trembled. Yeorok pushed himself up from the bed and swept back his messy hair. He laughed dryly.

“What are you trying to do, Sim Eunho-ssi?”

“……”

Eunho himself was realizing he was a man with no answers. But what could he do when his body refused to follow?

Eunho rubbed his wet eyes and slowly sat up. He could feel Yeorok’s gaze was cold without even looking. He bit his trembling lips, then barely spilled out an excuse.

“…It’s because I’m scared. It’s not because I hate you, Chairman… it’s just instinctive.”

Yeorok gave no reply.

The longer the silence dragged, the deeper Eunho’s anxiety grew. If he stayed still like this, the chance he barely got would vanish. If Yeorok gave up on him, the future would only be darker.

“Whether Sim Eunho-ssi hates me or not doesn’t matter. What matters is that you’re not doing what you should be doing right now.”

“……”

“You’re selfish. I’m enduring the disgust too.”

“……”

Every word Yeorok said stabbed deep into his chest. His fear-shaken heart chilled.

Eunho covered his face with both hands and exhaled through his mouth. Since Yeorok was forcing himself to do something he did not want either, Eunho had to follow. Sharing the pain was the basic promise they had agreed on.

Finally, with trembling fingers, he grabbed the hem of his T-shirt. He crossed his arms and lifted the loose shirt. Once a single layer of clothing came off, his thin body started to shiver like it felt cold. Even if he steeled himself, he could not control his body.

“…Chairman.”

Eunho tugged Yeorok’s sleeve. The attempt to restore the mood was pitiful.

“……”

Yeorok, sitting on the bed, tilted his head. His indifferent gaze stayed on Eunho’s flushed face, then slid slowly downward.

His neatly shaped body line looked even thinner than a few days ago. His nipples, stiff with tension, were still a modest color.

Yeorok sighed, which made Eunho flinch without fail. The more he looked, the more pathetic it was. How could there be no progress at all? Yeorok ruffled his messy hair and slowly closed and opened his eyes.

“Are you prepared to do as I tell you?”

“…Yes.”

“Take off your pants too.”

Eunho fumbled and pulled off his pants and underwear. Now Eunho was completely naked, without a thread left on.

The fact that he stripped himself for the act was progress. That much eased Yeorok’s mood. Even his piercing eyes softened slightly. Fixing his gaze on Eunho’s half-hard sex, he gave a short order.

“Do it yourself. Get it hard, and keep going until you cum.”