BIA Ch. 64

“Yeah, you’re doing great…. Use your tongue a little more….”

A rare, excited heat could be felt in his usually calm voice. It wasn’t just his imagination; a tingling fluid started to seep from the tip of his engorged glans. So happy about it, he used his entire throat to suck and suck as if to drink it all.

“Good….”

He endured the aching jaw and nausea, and his efforts were finally rewarded as his mouth filled with Bran’s essence. It was a different kind of thrill than when it filled his belly. It felt like his throat was blocked by his member. He liked that suffocating feeling, so he sucked even harder, more forcefully. He wanted to swallow the s3men if he could, but Bran pulled out right before he 3jaculated.

Soon, Isaiah’s face, his lips, were splattered with s3men .

“Looks good.”

Bran said with a smile, wiping the s3men off with his own hand.

The tub was full of water before he knew it. When Isaiah, who had gotten into the tub with him, asked why he hadn’t 3jaculated in his mouth, Bran swept back his wet hair and said,

“Because you didn’t ask me to.”

In short, he had only asked to be sucked, not to be drunk, so he had only done what was asked.

In a way, it was a very considerate attitude. No, to be clear, Bran was a gentleman. Many people disliked that, so only doing what was agreed upon was a way to avoid anyone getting upset.

But feeling a strange sense of disappointment here… was it because the owner of this body was a masochist? Was that ultimately my inherent instinct? Do I like being handled more roughly?

While Isaiah was seriously contemplating, Bran got up first.

“Already leaving?”

“I don’t like the heat much.”

Judging by his physique, he seemed like someone who would enjoy going back and forth between the gym and sauna, but he was surprisingly different.

“You should get out before you get anemic.”

After saying that, Bran washed himself and left.

A little later, when Isaiah showered and came out, Bran had already changed and was looking at his laptop while drinking a newly ordered coffee. If Isaiah remembered correctly, there was definitely no laptop in this room. Of course, it could be something he borrowed from the hotel… but it looked too good for that. It was so shiny, it even had a film on the surface; it looked brand new to anyone. Isaiah was a little flustered and asked,

“Hey, where did you get that laptop?”

“Bought it.”

Bran said without taking his eyes off the laptop screen.

“I asked the concierge this morning. To buy one from anywhere nearby.”

It seemed like it had just arrived with the coffee a little while ago.

“If you’re just going to use it for a bit, couldn’t you just borrow one from the hotel?”

“I don’t use other people’s things.”

…But you borrowed my book.

Isaiah grumbled inwardly and shook his wet hair with a towel.

“So, you have to work?”

He asked, walking towards the closet, and Bran checked his watch and said,

“Just for an hour or two from three.”

“I see.”

Isaiah tried not to sigh as he opened the closet door. He couldn’t understand why he had to work on the weekend, even when he came to a place like this.

But soon, he realized that it wasn’t Bran’s problem. When he thought about it, Bran had come here for business, and even that was because he was accompanying him; he hadn’t come to have fun. Yet, he was excited just because he had come to a tourist spot with him, and he was the only one who was thrilled.

So, if there was a problem, it was that he had mistakenly thought he was on vacation, not that Bran was at fault.

Looking back on it coldly, he felt even stranger for being so excited. Even though Bran and he weren’t lovers. Did he get too carried away just because they had s3x?

…No, but wasn’t it inevitable? After all, it was my first time. And Bran was so kind. If he acted that kindly, anyone would get carried away, even if they weren’t lovers. It’s Bran’s fault for making me misunderstand.

While rationalizing to himself, Isaiah took out a black dress shirt from the closet. He took off his gown and put on the dress shirt on his bare body, and Bran closed his laptop, as if he was also getting ready to go out. He looked at Isaiah buttoning his shirt and suddenly said,

“We should buy you new clothes.”

“Huh, why?”

“If we’re going to be here for a few days, one set will be inconvenient.”

I see. Isaiah thought as he finished buttoning up. All they were going to do was go to Blue Shrimp, and it seemed like they would be holed up in the hotel the whole time, so was there really a need to buy clothes?

He finished buttoning his shirt and was putting on his pants when he made eye contact with Bran in the mirror. He was so focused on buttoning that he hadn’t noticed, but it seemed like he had been watching him the whole time.

“Aren’t those pants a little small?”

“Ah, these. No, the waist is fine. They’re supposed to be a really tight fit. But they’re not uncomfortable. The fabric is so good that it’s easy to move around in.”

Bran picked up his coffee cup with a ‘I see’ expression. Isaiah was fastening his pants buckle when he belatedly had a thought and asked half-jokingly,

“Why? Are you bothered? Because Chester bought them for me?”

Bran didn’t answer. Isaiah couldn’t help but burst out laughing and turned around.

“Really? Is that really it?”

Bran still didn’t answer. He just silently drank his coffee. Unfazed by Isaiah’s scream-mixed laughter, he quietly finished his coffee, finally putting down the empty cup with a short smile.

“Stop talking nonsense and get dressed quickly. Before I take them all off again.”

The two of them left the room a little after twelve. They arrived at Blue Shrimp at twelve thirty, but it was right at the peak lunch time, so there wasn’t a single empty seat.

“Looks like a popular restaurant.”

“The Trip Advisor ratings were good.”

They could have waited for a seat to open up, but Bran didn’t want to. He suggested they come back for dinner instead.

“Yeah, that sounds better.”

Isaiah agreed. They were planning to be around here all day anyway, and if not today, there was always tomorrow. There was no need to insist on going right now.

But when they tried to go somewhere else, there weren’t any decent restaurants nearby. This place was closer to the harbor than the beach, and the harbor was a village where locals mainly lived, a bit far from the tourist areas. Still, if there had been a decent restaurant, they would have gone in, but they couldn’t find a single one even after driving around the shopping district twice. There wasn’t even a proper fast food place, let alone a casual dining restaurant. There were a few restaurant-cafe-bar places typical of this kind of run-down neighborhood, but most of them were closed, either because it was the weekend or because it was still early. Maybe that was why Blue Shrimp was so crowded, because there weren’t any good alternatives nearby.

“Should we go towards the beach? There should be some decent restaurants there.”

“I don’t know…”

Isaiah muttered, looking out the car window. His gaze had been fixed on the residential area behind the shopping district since a while ago. It hadn’t been like that from the beginning. At first, he had definitely been looking for a restaurant. But at some point, his eyes were drawn to the residential area visible between the alleys. The familiar scenery, like a déjà vu, kept catching his eye.

“Bran, wait a minute.”

Eventually, Isaiah grabbed Bran’s thigh.

“Wait, go down that alley.”

“Why? That’s just a residential area.”

Bran spoke without stopping the car, and his car ended up passing the alley. But it didn’t matter. They could just go in from the next alley. It was a small neighborhood, no bigger than the palm of his hand. All the roads would be connected anyway.

“I know it’s a residential area. That’s why I want to go there. I feel like I’ve been there before. Turn into the next alley. The one over there.”

“You’ve been over there, not at Blue Shrimp?”

“Maybe both. Wouldn’t it be most natural to think that I lived around here and went to Blue Shrimp? Even if it’s not that… ah.”

While he was talking, the car passed another alley.

“Bran.”

When Isaiah frowned, Bran said nonchalantly.

“We can go into the next alley.”

As he said, he turned the car into the next alley. But the road was very narrow, and soon it led to a dead end.

“I don’t think it’s here.”

“Yeah.”

Bran backed the car out without another word. He felt sorry for having bothered him unintentionally, but there was nothing he could do. Isaiah spoke as carefully as possible, in a low voice.

“Maybe it would be better to go around the main road once more, and then go into the alley I mentioned first.”

“That would be better.”

Bran pulled back onto the shopping district road and drove. He was going a bit faster than when they were looking for a restaurant, but still not over 50 km/h. Isaiah was secretly getting impatient, but he didn’t want to push Bran any further, so he waited quietly.

Soon, the car entered the residential alley he had mentioned first. This alley was just as narrow. On top of that, there were illegally parked cars lining one side of the road, making it a tight squeeze for a large sedan like a Bentley. Fortunately, thanks to Bran’s excellent driving skills, they were able to get through without any accidents, but that wasn’t the problem.