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    Jae-chan also felt this when planning the counter-terrorism training, but Woo-jin seemed to be learning too quickly. It felt even faster when it involved physical actions. Following Jae-chan’s lead, he had already improved his skills at rubbing their pen*s against one other. Jae-chan wasn’t sure what to do as he suppressed a moan.

    “…Did you like it?”

    As they finished their second climax, Jae-chan asked cautiously, as if seeking reassurance.

    Meeting the gaze with his blurry dark brown eyes, Woo-jin thought the questioning tone sounded nice. “Yeah.” He answered briefly, then pulled Jae-chan, who had been lying limp, onto him.

    Woo-jin was fully satisfied with the complete lack of resistance and the weight pressing intimately against him, so he gently turned and massaged Jae-chan’s nipples that seemed to be sensitive. He asked while kissing the ear that twitched intermittently.

    “Do you want to do it one more time?”

    Even though Woo-jin felt a pleasure that he had never felt before twice, he still felt like it wasn’t enough. Jae-chan remained motionless for a moment and then slowly nodded. The corners of Woo-jin’s mouth rose.

    However, even though it was his third time, he felt that it was not enough to satisfy the dark desire that took over his mind.

    Woo-jin shifted positions, pulling Jae-chan’s thighs up to him. As he eagerly fondled the flesh and eagerly touched the exposed pen*s, an inexplicable thirst consumed him.

    “Ah, gently…”

    Jae-chan rolled his eyes in embarrassment, feeling bitter at the touch that only teased the tip of his pen*s. Woo-jin’s hand, which was holding his waist, was also subtly massaging his buttocks. He pushed the large hand away, hiding his disapproval, and discovered Woo-jin’s dark eyes that appeared dissatisfied

    While thinking about it, he slowly pushed Woo-jin’s shoulder.

    He leaned his wide upper body against the bedside and kissed his darkly sparkling eyes. He also kissed the boy’s flushed cheek and lowered his waist so that their pen*s touched each other.

    “Hold me like this… and relax your grip a bit. That’s it.”

    Jae-chan instructed as he fondled the large hands holding theirs. Following his instructions, Woo-jin did as told.

    Soon, with one hand gripping Woo-jin’s shoulder, Jae-chan began to move his waist flexibly. Woo-jin, captivated by the skillful movement that enhanced the friction between their pen*s, watched with fascination the reddening face that avoided his gaze.

    He immediately wanted to lay Jae-chan beneath him again. He wanted to spread his thighs like before, teasing the dripping pen*s with his hand, and explore the hidden places he had briefly touched earlier. He wanted to see the round eyes widen in surprise.

    Woo-jin’s eyes lit up as he looked up at Jae-chan’s flushed cheeks. He clenched his jaw muscles and endured patiently. Fortunately, enduring was something he was very good at. Sooner or later, he would find a way to get what he wanted. He had never missed out on it even once.

    “… Ha…”

    After the third climax, Woo-jin embraced Jae-chan, who was breathing heavily, as if enclosing him in his arms.

    Inhaling deeply the scent of shampoo mixed with the smell of sweat, Woo-jin immediately began to think about what would come next. Even though they had done it for the first time today, he wondered how often they could do it in the future.

    It seemed like it would be nice to do it every day if possible. He even had a fervent desire to demand everything he had done before as compensation, even though Jae-chan didn’t ask for it. It was just a thought, though.

    He thought it would be better if it reached further.

    He recalled the tiny part he had only briefly seen. He wanted to spread the buttcheeks and take a closer look, but Jae-chan seemed tense whenever he even slightly approached that area. Unable to do anything about it, he only embraced Jae-chan’s waist and expressed his regret through a kiss.

    Of course, even without that, it felt like his mind was opening up.

    “Did you like it?”

    Jae-chan asked cautiously once again, to which Woo-jin responded immediately.

    “Yeah, it was really good.”

    He could answer like that over and over, hundreds, thousands of times.

    Woo-jin gently stroked Jae-chan’s cheek. It was really good. He affirmed clearly against Jae-chan’s trembling eyes.

    “Me too. I liked it too.”

    And when Jae-chan responded like that, the sentiment of ‘like’ sublimated into something that couldn’t be expressed simply with those words.

    He smiled brightly without realizing it. Woo-jin continued to kiss Jae-chan, grazing the tip of his nose. Just a kiss was amazingly good. He wondered if skinship was always this enjoyable. He even had a ridiculous concern that Jae-chan’s lips and tongue were too sweet, like his favorite chocolate snack, and might melt away.

    Woo-jin was so engrossed that he kept kissing Jae-chan without even realizing that there had never been any guiding during their sexual engagement.

    Meanwhile, Jae-chan’s heart swelled so much at Woo-jin’s “I liked it” that he felt like he couldn’t breathe.

    “…”

    His heart was so full that it almost felt like a tightness on his chest.

    Yeah, if he liked it, then it’s all good.

    A cheerful smile burst from Jae-chan’s lips. okay. For now, he could just silently enjoy liking Woo-jin to his heart’s content… If Woo-jin decided to quit being a sexual partner, then he could let him go.

    Ignoring the rational voice asking if that’s even possible, Jae-chan returned a small kiss to Woo-jin. Jae-chan hugged the large body that couldn’t even fit completely in his arms. The corners of his mouth naturally rose happily. It felt like his mood would soar as if he had swallowed a drug that he shouldn’t touch.

    *

    The next day, the two of them left the hotel with awkward expressions. They had ordered room service to their rooms earlier, so their stomachs were filled with several dishes each.

    Both had work in the morning, so they checked out at 7 a.m. It was already sunny between late summer and early fall.

    “…Go inside.”

    Woo-jin, feeling quite disappointed, said to Jae-chan as he dropped him off in front of his accommodation. Jae-chan was busy packing the bouquet of flowers and scented candles he had left on the back seat. It was meticulous of him to pack them carefully, feeling regretful about it being left behind in the morning. Actually, Woo-jin had thought of taking them home later, but Jae-chan eagerly agreed to take the bouquet, so he felt pleased.

    “Be careful.”

    Jae-chan also bid farewell to Woo-jin, feeling a deep sense of regret. When he returned to the dorm, Jeong Noah was asleep, probably because he worked early in the morning. Jae-chan quietly placed the bouquet down, conscious of his roommate. As he quietly got ready for work, he smelled the scent of the scented candles. He couldn’t help but laugh as if he had everything in the world.

    On the way home from work that day, he bought a lighter at the convenience store and lit the scented candle.

    “Why flowers and scented candles? Are you in a relationship?”

    Jeong Noah, who came out after washing up, shook out his wet hair, but Jae-chan just felt regretful for the shrinking wax. Gotta save it. Even though he thought so, he couldn’t help but want to light it.

    And so, about two weeks later.

    The number of scented candles Jae-chan consistently used has decreased by nearly half from the beginning. It was the day of the anti-terrorism training lecture. In the evening, Woo-jin, who visited the accommodation for an ongoing assignment, focused his attention on the scented candle in front of the stand.

    “It made me feel peaceful.”

    Jae-chan, who recognized Woo-jin’s gaze, hesitated and said while fiddling with the scented candle.

    “Peaceful? Weren’t you nervous in front of the fire like a cat on a hot tin roof?”

    Just then, Jeong Noah, who happened to still be in the accommodation because of the same working hours, chimed in. He was in the midst of getting ready to go out, smoothing hair wax over his fingertips and patting his hair in front of the mirror.

    “Don’t overthink it. I felt peaceful.”

    Jeong Noah snorted at Jae-chan’s reaction, which was completely different from when he was dealing with Go Woo-jin. For the past few days, he had been watching Jae-chan fuss over the scented candle. He also remembered the bouquet of flowers Jae-chan had received along with it.

    Given how cold Go Woo-jin’s image in the popular media, could not have given such a heartfelt gift, so it was correct to assume that Seon Jae-chan had found another romantic partner. In other words, even if Woo-jin and Jae-chan went out together, it meant they couldn’t be doing what lovers do in the sacred accommodation.

    Feeling relieved, Jeong Noah walked out cheerfully. Only the two of them were left.

    “Let’s finish today quickly.”

    Jae-chan said as he opened his laptop. In fact, today’s assignment was a light task that didn’t require much brainstorming, but he ended up meeting Woo-jin because he wanted to do it together.

    Half an hour later.

    After submitting their assignments via email, the two of them sat side by side on Jae-chan’s bed watching a famous variety show. They each hugged one of Jae-chan’s pillows.

    “…”

    However, they couldn’t concentrate on the program at all.

    Jae-chan bit his inner lip slightly with his teeth. Because the bed was narrow, the two of them were unavoidably sitting very close. There was also a way for Jae-chan himself to sit on Jeong Noa’s bed, but of course, he didn’t want to do that.

    And Woo-jin didn’t seem interested in the variety show either. Instead, he seemed to keep looking at this side.

    Consciously aware of the gaze that was so naturally and conspicuously staring at him, Jae-chan couldn’t help but feel the laughter from the variety show lingering in his ears for a long time.

    Oh, they just made eye contact again.

    The faintly curious dark eyes traveled down Jae-chan’s disheveled hair, eyebrows, and cheeks. Unable to withstand that gaze, Jae-chan blurted out.

    “… Do you want to do it?”

    After having shared a bed for the first time, they had been meeting quite often due to work-related matters or guiding. It was a flavorful coincidence.

    Then, when they were alone, Woo-jin would occasionally stare at him like this. It wasn’t a sexual gaze, just sporadically, inadvertently, staring intently. As if placing his gaze on something he was particularly interested in that he couldn’t help but see.

    The problem was that Jae-chan couldn’t bear that kind of gaze. He was restless under Woo-jin’s gaze, and that tangled conscience often resulted in questions like ‘Do you want to?’ or ‘Do you want to do it?’ popping up. Every time, Woo-jin would blink a couple of times with a blank gaze before nodding his head.

    And it was the same this time too.

    “…”

    Jae-chan suppressed his rapidly beating heart as he received a kiss pressing his lips as if he had been waiting for it.

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