IPSTDS Chapter 129

Chapter 129

Seo Dowoong seemed to be at a loss for words. The lips that had always run so confidently were now tightly shut.

Even without violence or harsh words exchanged, it felt as if they had already subdued him. Nahyuk’s smile deepened.

“Let’s go, I’m cold.”

Nahyuk pulled Kangil’s hand. He had no words left to give Dowoong.

As he took a step away, he glanced back and met Dowoong’s eyes.

All Nahyuk did was smile. As if to say that reality with Kangil, not with him, was happiness. As if to say not to hold any lingering feelings for him anymore.

Even while going down the stairs, Kangil clung tightly to Nahyuk’s side.

No matter who looked, he gripped his shoulder, rubbed his cheek against him, or slyly pulled him into his arms, as if he couldn’t contain his love. Because of it, Nahyuk could hardly walk.

But he didn’t bother to push Kangil away or scold him.

The warmth of his body pressed close felt good, and the way he expressed love with his whole being was something he welcomed. It made him fully feel that he was loved.

“How did you happen to come just now? I got chills from how perfect your timing was.”

“You seem to like that I ruined Dowoong’s moment more than me visiting.”

“Of course I’m happier that you came. How could you even ask that?”

“…”

“You dressed so beautifully today. I bet everyone in the company couldn’t take their eyes off you. It’s a real problem, having such a pretty and handsome lover.”

“I already felt awkward because strangers kept trying to talk to me.”

At those words, Kangil stopped in his tracks.

“What? People actually talked to you? Who? What did they look like?”

“I don’t know. How could I remember all that?”

“That won’t do. From now on, you’re not coming to the company anymore.”

Kangil lifted one side of his white lab coat and tucked Nahyuk tightly inside. The ridiculous gesture made Nahyuk burst out laughing.

“Enough. Let’s just go to your lab. People keep staring at us.”

“Let them stare all they want. I could even kiss you right here.”

And Kangil was the type who really would if he said so. Nahyuk had no choice but to press down hard on his foot to stop him.

“Cut it out.”

He said it firmly, and the answer came back meekly.

“Okay…”

The way he answered so obediently, a little deflated, struck Nahyuk as strangely cute, and he couldn’t help but smile again.

* * *

As soon as Nahyuk entered the lab, he sat down in Kangil’s chair.

At a glance, it looked expensive, and the cushioning felt incredible. It seemed like it would stay comfortable even after sitting for a long time.

‘Back then, Kangil sat here and told me to crawl, didn’t he?’

Recalling the past, Nahyuk crossed his legs the way Kangil had.

At that time, he had drooled inwardly at the sight of Kangil’s long, slender legs. Of course… that didn’t mean he was a pervert.

In reality, Kangil looked down at Nahyuk sitting there and casually muttered.

“Seeing you like that reminds me of the old days.”

As if they were thinking the same thing.

“You too? I was just remembering it. The day I first came here to ask for the new drug. You told me then—crawl between your legs.”

“I did.”

“Do you still want me to crawl between your legs now?”

Kangil tilted his head, as if the question itself were strange. He brushed his fallen hair back and walked up to Nahyuk.

“Well.”

In that moment, an odd thought struck Nahyuk.

Not that Kangil would agree if he said it, but he had something he wanted to voice at least once.

Unconsciously, he spoke what he’d been thinking.

“Do you want to crawl between my legs instead?”

The moment the words left his mouth, Kangil burst into laughter.

Instead of being offended, his eyes glittered brightly… and Nahyuk thought, ah, I messed up.

“N-no. Let’s not do that.”

But Kangil was already lowering himself. It was clear he would act however he pleased, no matter what Nahyuk said.

Soon, Kangil crouched fully down—not crawling between Nahyuk’s legs, but instead gripping both of his thighs with his hands and spreading them wide.

Nahyuk tried to close his legs, but Kangil didn’t budge.

On the contrary, he spread them even wider, enough for himself to fit between.

“Wh-what are you doing!”

“You told me to come between your legs.”

“No, I said crawl! And then I said don’t, after all!”

“Did you? That’s strange… Our Noah’s pants look a little tight.”

Kangil’s tongue licked across his lips suggestively, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

Even just that look and the motion of his tongue were indecent enough. Watching him, Nahyuk really did feel heat gathering below. His pants, as Kangil said, suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Then Kangil’s face tilted downward. Without hesitation, he tugged Nahyuk’s belt loose.

The metallic sound slicing through the silence was strangely lewd. Nahyuk swallowed hard.

“….”

Cool air brushed against the briefs beneath. At some point, they had grown damp inside. He just hoped they wouldn’t soak through.

But then Kangil pressed his lips lightly against the briefs. That gentle kiss became the trigger—wetness began to spread.

Nahyuk squeezed his eyes shut. It felt good, but also humiliating.

“You like this a lot.”

“…I don’t hate it.”

“Isn’t this why you said that earlier?”

“No, it’s not.”

Even with Nahyuk’s firm denial, Kangil’s smile didn’t fade. Rather, he went further—his tongue slid over the fabric as though savoring a fine delicacy.

“Want me to?”

“….”

“You’re already half-hard.”

There was no mistaking what he meant.

Considering they were in the lab, and that Kangil worked here, it was something that absolutely shouldn’t happen. Yet the words of refusal wouldn’t come.

Kangil seemed to take his silence as agreement. Without further hesitation, he pulled Nahyuk’s pants down in one swift motion.

* * *

Kangil took Nahyuk’s stiffened penis into his mouth as if swallowing it whole.

It filled his mouth just enough, and every time his tongue moved over it, it felt smooth and slick.

When he licked along the shaft, or at the border between the shaft and tip, or at the small opening at the end, Nahyuk’s body trembled as if overwhelmed.

Flushed red from his face downward, panting heavily, Nahyuk looked so enticing to Kangil that it gave him a strange thrill.

He had never imagined he could get this aroused, sucking another man’s cock like a rutting dog.

But here he was, straining hard in his own pants just from licking another man’s penis.

Truthfully, ever since the moment Nahyuk had given Seo Dowoong that solid blow, he’d been aching below. He had barely restrained himself from kissing Nahyuk breathless in front of Dowoong.

Now there was no reason to hold back.

The moment he felt the bitter taste of release fill his mouth, Kangil let go of the penis he had been holding between his lips. Now soft and drooping, it only felt tender when he played with it between his fingers.

“Cute.”

Looking up, he saw Nahyuk’s face flushed like a ripe fruit. He seemed embarrassed that Kangil had found his spent penis “cute.”

Smirking, Kangil lifted him and laid him down on a nearby sofa.

“K-Kangil?”

Ignoring his startled voice, Kangil lifted his legs upward. The roundness of his bottom stood out, and the small entrance between was as red as Nahyuk’s face.

It kept twitching… almost as if begging for something hard to be put inside. Kangil licked his lips, and instead of his cock, he carefully slid a finger in.

“Mmnn…”

A whimper escaped, but there was no plea for him to stop. Kangil’s fingertip pressed precisely against the spot near his prostate he already knew well.

“Ahh… g-good… there… that’s good…”

“Sounds to me like you’re asking for more.”

“Mmm…”

His reply came hazy, blurred by the dizzying waves of pleasure.

“I’ll put just the tip in.”