VDN Ch 110

Due to his clumsiness, his teeth scraped against the p*nis several times. Each time, Nam-woon’s legs trembled with fear of being scratched and the pleasure that surged to the tip of his head. His waist twisted wildly.

“Ugh… Ah, ahhh….”

The sensation of ej*culation surged. Unable to hold back any longer, Nam-woon kicked Seo-oh’s side with his foot. He hadn’t completely taken off his pants and underwear, so even that movement was not free.

As Nam-woon moved restlessly, Seo-oh pulled his mouth away from his g*nitals and lifted his head, slightly out of breath from the intense movements. As Nam-woon’s upper body rose urgently, he pleaded.

“Let’s go to the bathroom and do it there, okay?”

Hah… Seo-oh looked at Nam-woon, whose chest was heaving and wiped his chin. The back of Nam-woon’s head was sticking out as if he had static electricity because he had been rubbing his body so much. Seo-oh’s gaze traveled down from Nam-woon’s hair to his erect p*nis, and then suddenly, he buried his head down again. He poked at the exposed tip with his tongue.

“Ahhh! Hey… I’m about to c*m.”

Nam-woon grabbed Seo-oh’s hair and desperately tried to pull him away from his g*nitals. In the end, the shaft slipped away with Nam-woon’s strength. The pre-cum from Nam-woon p*nis and Seo-oh’s saliva flowed down the shaft. Seo-oh silently held the slippery p*nis and shook it, causing Nam-woon to let out a loud moan and collapse again.

Seo-oh, now on top of him, asked quietly.

“You want to do it in the bathroom?”

Nod. Nam-woon, unable to open his eyes, just bobbed his head. Ej*culation seemed to be just around the corner.

“I don’t want to.”

At those words, Nam-woon opened his eyes wide and glared at Seo-oh. Even amidst the chaos, he seemed offended, his brows furrowed tightly. Seo-oh hugged Nam-woon’s body close.

“I told you. Today, I’m going to torment you more than yesterday.”

His red lips descended onto Nam-woon’s chest. The nipples that had been standing erect since earlier felt the heat of Seo-oh’s mouth, causing Nam-woon to let out a heavy gasp as his nipples, which had been standing upright for a long time, felt like they s*cked into his hot mouth.

“Hey, you b-bastard…”

The end of his voice naturally stuttered. Nam-woon lowered his hands to grab Seo-oh’s cheeks and pulled them up. Meeting Seo-oh’s dark eyes, he lowered his gaze and pleaded pitifully.

“Please take care of me… okay?”

“……”

Seo-oh’s expression suddenly stiffened. Breathing heavily, he tightly embraced Nam-woon’s upper body and pressed his lips to Nam-woon’s ear.

“Hyung, you can’t mess with me from now on, okay?”

Nodding. Nam-woon moved his head.

“Okay, now let’s go to the bathroom.”

Seo-oh kissed Nam-woon’s cheek. With a click, the bathroom door closed firmly, just like yesterday. But today, it was accompanied by the sound of the door locking.

***

“So where did you do it?”

“For me, it was at a motel near my house.”

“How old were you?”

“I don’t know…. I don’t really remember.”

It was a lazy afternoon.

Nam-woon was sitting in his office preparing to greet a client who was visiting today. He was lost in deep thought, using the chatter of his subordinates as white noise. It was about the problem of none other than his skinship with Kwon Seo-oh.

Judging that his condition had improved quite a bit, Seo-oh had started working part-time again. However, every time he came to work, he complained of severe headaches, fever, and that he kept getting “hard”, demanding that Nam-woon at least kiss him.

At first, Nam-woon refused, but soon he had no choice but to let Seo-oh smell his pheromones due to his anxiety about Seo-oh’s condition. According to the system, the symptoms were said to worsen at night, but that didn’t mean he had no symptoms during the day.

But the real problem was something else. It was his own p*nis that would get hard without him even trying. Under the pretext of wanting to smell his pheromones, Seo-oh would hug Nam-woon every time, and whenever his refreshing and sweet pheromones brushed against Nam-woon’s nose, his p*nis would spring up, which was quite troublesome. At this point, he was starting to suspect that it was him, not Seo-oh, who was suffering from pheromone dysregulation.

If he were caught with an erection, it was clear that it wouldn’t end with just a hug, so he often hurriedly hid his lower half and left the room. As he spent his days anxiously monitoring Seo-oh’s condition, his day naturally became more anxious.

But was it okay to keep having skinship with Kwon Seo-oh like this…? Jin Hae-geon definitely said he was interested in Seo-oh. What will happen if he starts approaching Seo-oh seriously?”

They had already been entangled in violence once. Even with such an incident, would Seo-oh fall for Jin Hae-geon’s tricks?

Nam-woon tapped the desk aimlessly with his index finger. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t figure it out. In the original work, Jin Hae-geon and Kwon Seo-oh had a bad relationship. Jin Hae-geon had acted as if he knew the details of Kwon Sang-moon’s disappearance, manipulating Seo-oh in his grasp. Nevertheless, their relationship continued.

If they ended up together later, will I just be seen as some guy who takes pity on Kwon Seo-oh? Is all that all I’ll be?

Every time he thought like this, he felt as if small stones were piling up in his heart. He had never felt such complicated emotions while thinking of another person before. This feeling was very unfamiliar to Nam-woon.

“….Young master, sir!”

Nam-woon barely pulled himself out of his thoughts. At the loud voice, and turned his eyes. Yong-deuk and Deok-chil were sending him curious glances.

“Where did you do it, young master?”

“What?”

“Your first experience.”

A recent and warm memory suddenly came to mind. Nam-woon opened his mouth absentmindedly.

“In the bathroom.”

“……”

Suddenly, a strange silence fell over the office. After a moment, Deok-chil exclaimed, “Wow, that’s different, that’s different” with a smile on his face.

“Surely it wasn’t a public toilet, right?”

“It was the one at home.”

“But why in the bathroom and not in a room?”

Nam-woon answered nonchalantly.

“Oh, the kid was sleeping.”

“….No way, a married man?”

“Deok-chil, How long are you going to keep that up? Hurry up and clean the office. We have a guest coming.”

“Yong-deuk Hyung, shouldn’t we say something about this? It’s too trashy.”

Deok-chil muttered in a dissatisfied tone, but his voice was so small that it didn’t reach Nam-woon’s ears.

While Deok-chil reluctantly picked up a rag and started wiping the shelves, Yong-deuk checked his phone and made a troubled expression. Carefully observing Nam-woon’s demeanor, he cautiously spoke.

“Young master, the chairman has summoned you in two days from now.”

“…For the payment?”

“Yes. He instructed you to pay all the overdue payments from last time.”

After hearing the specific amount from Yong-deuk, Nam-woon muttered a curse under his breath. He thought he had barely escaped from a life burdened by increasing interest day by day, but this place was no different from reality.

Nervously biting his lip, he was searching through the banking app, savings, and part-time job sites when he heard a polite knock on the door. Exchanging glances with Yong-deuk, Nam-woon quickly cleared the office table and opened the door with a calm expression.

A skinny man stood in the doorway. Nam-woon quickly scanned the man. He was about mid-170 cm tall, carrying a black briefcase, wearing black shoes, a neat suit, and glasses. He looked like an ordinary office worker. Nam-woon, who decided that it wasn’t some strange prank, greeted the guest with a big smile on his face.

However, a few minutes later, Nam-woon’s brows furrowed slightly when he heard the man’s request,

“A stand-in lover?”

“That’s right. We need someone to pretend to be a lover at a wedding.”

“So, it’s not for you, but for your boss, correct?”

“Yes, it’s a request from my boss.”

Nam-woon stared at the man. He looked to be in his mid-20s to mid-30s. So how old was this boss?

“Excuse me, but how old is your boss…?”

The man quickly grasped Nam-woon’s thoughts and provided more specific information.

“Our boss is quite young. There’s not much age difference between him and me. He is unmarried.”

If the man’s words were true, the boss was probably in his late 20s to early 30s. Although he couldn’t afford to be picky, it would be a bit difficult to act as a lover for an elderly person in a wheelchair or a married person. The man continued with the conditions.

“The wedding is next Saturday. The pay is set at one million won per hour, totaling three million won for three hours. If you perform your role well, we will give you double as a success bonus. How does that sound?”

“…A total of six hundred?”

Nam-woon’s mouth dropped open. Just being at the wedding for a short while would earn him 600,000 won. He had been troubled by his overdue payment, but now he had to accept. But why were they offering such a large sum so easily? Seeing Nam-woon’s skeptical look, the man added,

“Since many of the family’s elders will be attending, it may be quite uncomfortable. We are offering reasonable compensation for that, so you can rest assured. Please come dressed like this.”

The photo the man handed over showed a hip-hop style outfit that Haeng-won liked.

“Our boss is a bit unique… He said that an appearance that the elders in the family might not like would be preferable.”

“Oh, I understand.”

Nam-woon glanced at the man.

“But dressing up like this might cost some money. Is an advance payment possible?”

“Of course. We’ll also cover the cost of the outfit.”

The man nodded, glancing at the office staff and spoke with a slightly arrogant tone.

“Then can I choose from among them?”

At those words, Nam-woon’s expression hardened.

“Sir, that’s a bit… Do you think this is some kind of host club? Choosing?”

Nam-woon looked at the man with a confident gaze and stood up from his seat, straightening his clothes.

“Of course you can. Please choose. All of our kids look good. Oh, and of course, that includes me.”