BOREDOM 10

He spoke as if asking if I really didn’t know.

“What else is there for you and me to talk about?”

It looked like he was about to start whining about wanting to sleep with me again. I had hoped not, and I was at a loss. I glanced around, not knowing what to do. He seemed much more persistent than I thought, so it looked like refusing him wouldn’t be easy.

Just being called to this room was enough to make it obvious that I would hear all sorts of talk from those around me. It seemed impossible to erase the one night with him as if it never happened. If that’s the case, maybe it would be better to accept his offer now. Maybe he was being so persistent because I refused him. It might be the wise thing to do to just obediently take the money and spread my legs, waiting for him to get tired of me and leave me alone. If that money was as much as ten million won, what more could I ask for…….

But when I recalled the penis he was slyly hiding in his pants under the table, my tongue instinctively shriveled. The thought of taking his member while crying my eyes out like a child again made it impossible for me to say I would do it.

Caught in conflict, I stood stock-still like a post driven into a pier. He, who had been glaring at me as if sizing me up, clicked his tongue, tsk, and then muttered as if he couldn’t understand it himself.

“Is it because of the cream bread?”

I couldn’t grasp the context of his out-of-the-blue remark. Cream bread, all of a sudden? I stared at him in bewilderment, and then belatedly, I remembered when I ran into him in front of the convenience store. I had refused the bread with its side all burst open, saying I wouldn’t eat it, so why was he bringing it up now?

I suspected he might be trying to find fault for no reason, but it didn’t seem like it. With a serious expression, he switched his crossed legs and muttered as if to himself.

“When I saw it, I didn’t feel like eating it one bit.”

…What on earth is he talking about? I narrowed my brow and recalled the situation at that time. When he said he was hungry, I recommended the cream bread, but I was refused. Didn’t he say with his own mouth that he wasn’t hungry? So now he’s regretting not having that cream bread?

Genuinely confused, I let my shoulders slump and asked.

“The cream bread, should I go buy it for you if you want it?”

“What?”

“It’s nothing special, just something they sell at the convenience store. They probably sell it just about anywhere, don’t you think?”

My words made his eyebrows furrow. The way he pursed his lips, lost in thought, made it seem like he was tempted.

“If you want, I can go buy it for you right now.”

When I added that they’d probably sell it at that same convenience store, he let out a sharp sigh. Then he leaned back, draping both arms over the back of the sofa.

“Fine, whatever.”

His answer was unenthusiastic, but it was better than him continuing to demand that I sell my body. Just being able to get out of this place was welcome, so I didn’t say another word and turned to grab the doorknob.

Thank heavens, it wasn’t locked. If it had been, I would have broken the door down to escape and run away without looking back. Since it opened easily just by turning the knob, I left the room in relief. Then I hurried on my way, planning to buy that darn cream bread and return.

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I searched for the cream bread my youngest brother had bought for me at the same convenience store where I had run into Kwon Taeshin. I looked all over the bread section and even the refrigerated section, but I couldn’t seem to find that bread. I wanted to ask the part-timer, but I couldn’t remember the exact name of the bread, so I sent a message to my youngest brother.

—What was that cream bread you gave me before?

I was worried my brother might be asleep, but thankfully he was still awake. He was kind enough to send a screenshot, letting me know exactly which bread it was.

—There are a lot of similar ones. You have to buy the one made by Naeil Dairy.

As I was replying, ‘Okay, thanks,’ I frowned and asked, ‘What are you doing up at this hour?’ Since I worked at night, I didn’t know what my brothers were up to in the evenings. Since the second and youngest kept an eye on each other, I wasn’t too worried, but seeing the youngest awake when he was at an age where he needed to grow made me want to nag him.

I was aware it was a pointless thing to do, so I deleted the words I was adding. But then my brother sent a message first.

—It’s good, right? The strawberry flavor is even better.

—Just hurry up and sleep.

I quickly ended the conversation and asked the part-timer if they had the cream bread from Naeil Dairy. When they said it was sold out, I left the convenience store and checked the inventory on an app. It seemed to be a popular bread, as the nearby convenience stores didn’t have it. Only a convenience store located deep inside a residential area had it left.

I half-ran, half-walked to the convenience store in the residential area. I was anxious that the cream bread would sell out while I was on my way, but luckily, there was still some left. It felt weird to buy just one loaf of bread, so I bought the original milk flavor and also the strawberry flavor that my brother had said was delicious.

By the time I returned to the club with the two cream breads, a full hour had passed. I tried to hurry upstairs before I got criticized for being so late, but it seemed the rumor that I had been summoned by Kwon Taeshin had already spread. The waiters I ran into in the hallway stopped me and started talking.

“Hey, Lee Wonwoo. What happened? Why did Kwon Taeshin call for you?”

“Don’t tell me you scratched Kwon Taeshin’s car?”

It was awkward to explain, so I postponed my answer, saying, “Later. I have to go up right now,” and moved on. By the time I finally reached the room he was in, my face, exposed to the cold air, was freezing, but my body was hot and stuffy. I resisted the urge to throw off the lightweight padded vest I had on over my jacket and knocked on the door.

“I’m back.”

“Come in.”

I wondered if he might have given up waiting and left, but that wasn’t the case. When I opened the door, Kwon Taeshin was sitting with a glass of alcohol in front of him. Seeing that the bottle was empty, he must have been drinking while waiting for the past hour. I could see that his face, which had been as white as porcelain earlier, was flushed red with intoxication.

Nervous that he might act up because he was drunk, I carefully sat down diagonally from him. Then, I took out the two cream breads I had brought so carefully, afraid their sides might burst like before.

“This one is milk flavor, and this one is strawberry.”

I quickly unwrapped the milk cream bread and handed it to him. He stared at me blankly and took the bread without a word. Then, he bit into the bread with his white teeth.

The heavy filling of whipped cream burst out and trickled down the outside of the bread. With cream smeared around his mouth, he took several large bites of the bread. Then, he stuck out his tongue and licked the whipped cream from around his lips. Perhaps because he was drunk, his tongue was exceptionally red.

“You’re not having any?”

“Me?”

“You bought two.”

“This is a different flavor….”

“I can’t eat both by myself.”

It wasn’t that I had bought it because I wanted to eat it, but since he told me to eat, I silently tore open the packaging. Unlike the milk flavor I had eaten before, this one was strawberry, and perhaps that’s why the smell was strong. Amidst the sweet scent of strawberries, I took a bite of the bread. I surreptitiously licked away the pink cream that got on my lips as I ate.

It was a rather strange situation, but the bread was delicious. Maybe because the added flavor was strong, the strawberry seemed tastier than the milk flavor. There’s a reason the youngest said it was good, I thought, when Kwon Taeshin, who had been watching me with narrowed eyes, suddenly asked.

“Is it good?”

“Ah, yes.”

“This one and that one, which is better?”

“I think it depends on your preference.”

At that, Kwon Taeshin gestured with his chin toward the strawberry cream bread I had eaten about half of and said.

“That one looks tastier.”

Feeling slightly frustrated, I looked down at the strawberry cream bread that bore the clear marks of my teeth. I felt it was inappropriate to offer something I’d been eating, but since he said mine looked tastier, I had no choice. The words came out almost reflexively.

“Then would you like to try this too—”

The back of my neck was snatched in an instant. A large, wide hand wrapped around my nape, and with the fingers that were still left over, he pulled my head forward, and my head was dragged along. His face drew close before I knew it, but I couldn’t move. I just dropped the bread I was holding in surprise. It happened to fall onto my thigh. Because of that, the pink-colored whipped cream stained my pants. I couldn’t move, afraid that a wrong move would smear it all over my pant leg.

I knew he was trying to kiss me, so I didn’t cower in fear or anything. I just closed my eyes without realizing it. I might have even parted my lips a little. There was no resistance at all, right up until his tongue, which had licked up the strawberry whipped cream from around my lips, entered my mouth.

His tongue moved around inside my mouth as if tasting the cream left there. Then, it slowly, slurp, sucked on my tongue, which was covered in canker sores from the excessive sweetness. Only then did the sweetness clinging between our tongues recede, replaced by a harsh taste. It was only natural, as he had been drinking hard liquor.

His tongue was so harsh that I felt dizzy, as if getting drunk. “Uungh,” I whined through my nose and placed a hand on his chest. But there was no strength in my gesture to push him away. I could feel my lowered eyelashes trembling as my whole body rapidly grew listless.

As if he had expected it, he gave my chest a light push, toppling me onto the sofa. He immediately climbed on top of me and unhesitatingly thrust into my upturned, open mouth.

He had been like this from the beginning. Perhaps because he was used to doing this every night, paying money to switch partners, his kisses had no caution whatsoever. They were too rude to be called familiar and too much to be called stimulating.

I had no room to breathe, so I panted, taking short, quick breaths through my nose, my chest rising and falling whenever there was a gap. A lack of oxygen and a state of oxygen saturation came in turns, making my vision go dark and then white; it was utter chaos.

Because of that, I couldn’t come to my senses even after his hand slipped under my shirt hem and moved toward my waist. I was on the verge of losing my mind from the kiss, which was closer to the category of sex than a kiss. It was only when I felt his fingertips fumbling as if searching for my nipple while stroking up my side that something resembling my right mind returned.

“Haah.”

Kwon Taeshin broke the kiss right on cue. But instead of moving away from me, he lowered his head deep and kissed the spot under my chin. He then licked his way down my neck, sending shivers down my spine, and quickly unbuttoned my shirt, pop, pop. They were buttons that even I fumbled with sometimes when fastening them, but they just came undone with a touch of his fingertips.

“Ah!”

The thought that I had to stop him came when he bit my collarbone and gently pinched my nipple with his fingertips. As he lightly twisted and kneaded it, a thrill shot through my side and my hips bucked. Because of that, our fronts, which were close, pressed together, and I could feel that he was terrifyingly erect.

“Ngh, wa, wait a minute….”

He rolled, pressed, and bent the tiny nipple, which had nothing to grab onto, this way and that, tormenting it, and for some reason, my face turned red. I pushed at his shoulder and stammered out words filled with various questions.

“Why, why…”

At those words, Kwon Taeshin glanced up at me and stuck out that damn bright red tongue of his. Then, as if to show me, he licked his lips and whispered.

“You told me to try it.”

“Uungh!”

“It’s good.”

Muttering that he preferred the strawberry flavor, he lowered his lips. As his warm, moist lips sucked on my nipple, slurp, my back twisted and my legs tangled together. My front rose up and my waist arched, and inside my pants, my own member swelled.

I was terrified by the fact that I was getting aroused by his caresses. His lips sucking on my nipple were thrilling, but this was a private room, and his thing was big. Excessively big. Truly, it was a situation I wanted to refuse, so I swallowed the moan that was leaking out between my teeth, “Ahk…!” and pushed hard against his shoulder.

“Wait a minute, just a minute…”

There was no answer, only the sound of him licking and sucking my nipple, shloop, schluck. In the midst of it all, my belt was being pulled. Realizing he was spreading open my jacket and shirt and now trying to get to my front, I shouted.

“I said… wait a minute!”

When pushing his shoulder didn’t work, I flailed my legs as if to kick him and grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling. As his hair was about to be pulled out by the roots, he lifted his glistening wet lips and his face, flushed with arousal.

“What do you mean, wait, when you’re already hard.”

“Ge-getting hard is one thing… I don’t like this.”

“This?”

“In a place like this, in this kind of way…”

Hearing my hesitant reply, he scoffed.

“You should have listened to me sooner.”

“Sir?”

“If you had obediently taken the ten million won and agreed to sleep with me, we’d be in a bed by now, wouldn’t we?”

I added one more fact to what I knew about Kwon Taeshin. Kwon Taeshin had a very nasty way of speaking. He was what you would call a person who incurs a thousand nyang of debt with a single word. I felt my arousal instantly cool and scowled.