[T/N] I apologize for grammar mistakes and incoherencies
Chapter 70, Yellow #12.
A heart that turns into ice when surrounded by people who don’t like to melt it. Sangwoo has a talent for shaking people’s hearts unintentionally, and sometimes that may be the reason why Jaeyoung has come to this point.
[Are you listening?]
“Oh.”
If his grandfather knew dating a man how he would react, Jaeyoung wondered, maybe he would throw a cigarette in his mouth at him or be locked up in a psychiatric hospital, or maybe he would just laugh loudly and say it was just for fun and it was over. Then he would say to keep the line.
The line... of that man.
[I’m sorry for calling during a busy time.]
The other side apologized easily even though he didn’t do anything wrong. He wondered if the person at the end of the line was the same person he used to face without feeling shocked because he didn’t want to show the “sadness” that might be real at the internet cafe.
“No, it’s not a bother.”
[...]
“...”
[After talking on the phone yesterday, I thought...] Sangwoo paused for a moment and continued. [Your voice sounded sad. So I just wanted to say don’t be too sad.
That’s my reason.]
Or the other person might think he was sad because he came to a funeral? Well, anyway, the other person’s thoughts had only one dimension to be completely wrong, but Chu Sangwoo’s concern was very valuable. Jaeyoung felt the corner of his mouth curling up as he answered.
“I have something to worry about, but it happens often... it’s okay.”
[Did someone play a prank on you?]
“Yeah.”
[Who was it?]
“If you know, what will you do?”
His smile became more apparent. He had only been out of Seoul for 2 days, but Jaeyoung missed Sangwoo so much.
[I understand. I said too much. That’s all.]
“Wait.”
Jaeyoung held the phone with both hands and pressed it closer to his ear.
“Let me hear your voice a little more.”
He needed to be strong to endure another day without Sangwoo. Jaeyoung hurriedly raised the volume, afraid of missing even the faint murmurs of the other person. Then he heard the sound of soft breathing.
“I said I wanted to hear you speak, why are you so quiet?”
[I have nothing to say.]
“Anything is fine, just speak your mind.”
Sangwoo remained silent for a moment. Then, what he said made Jaeyoung forget how to breathe.
[Jang Jaeyoung.]
He was so happy that he was lost in hearing his name called with the sound of the end of the line.
[The office is very quiet now that you are gone. Time seems to pass slowly.]
“...”
[Miss you.]
The murmuring sound faded away as if it had passed by unnoticed. He wondered if he had misheard it. When he tried to ask again, the other person spoke quickly.
[I spoke without thinking. That’s all.]
Then the line was cut immediately. Jaeyoung stood still, staring at the black screen for a moment. Just one phone call made him breathe like a longdistance runner, feeling restless and his heart aching, a feeling that was hot and turbulent like an emotional storm, above all else, it was intense. Jaeyoung leaned his back and head against the wall, holding the phone tightly in his hand, and from where he stood on the lower stairs, it seemed that the other party might have taken another step up.
‘I wanted to have enough fun and end things, but that seems to be becoming even more impossible.’
When is it enough? He had been pondering about this for a while now. Everything was confusing, the line that should not be crossed? He didn’t know where that line was, maybe he had already crossed it. Jaeyoung was overwhelmed, Chu Sangwoo’s explosive outburst destroyed even Jaeyoung’s weakness and coolness, so in Jaeyoung’s mind, everything became clear. Previously, Jaeyoung was not born with a habit of thinking and paying attention to every detail.
He hurriedly walked. As he turned the corner, he almost collided with Jaehong, but he didn’t care about the other party and hurriedly aimed his feet towards the hotel entrance.
“What’s wrong with you?”
Jaehong’s voice was full of laughter. When he turned to look, he saw a face with a deep smile. Jaeyoung walked faster with Jaehong following at the same speed.
“Your baby voice is so low. It’s like a boy that it actually surprised me. Or... not just like, but was that really a man?”
“Shut up.”
“Are you dating a guy?”
He looked at the other person who was talking loudly and walked away without paying attention to any questions, regardless of how long they had been together, how old the other person was, or what they looked like.
“I can’t believe that there will be a day when we have the same interests, JangJaeyoung. It’s not like grandfather gave you permission and you started dating.”
“What do you want to say?”
“I know your weakness, don’t I?”
“Do you want to announce it? Go ahead.”
He stepped forward and stood in front of the elevator, pressing the button without hesitation or hesitation, his fingers eagerly pressing the button that was already lit up two or three times.
“So... where are you going?”
“Seoul.”
Jaeyoung answered briefly before stepping into the elevator that had just arrived and pressing the floor number. Jaehong followed him in and asked with a worried expression.
“Are you serious?”
“Uh.”
“No, I mean that guy. Are you serious about him?”
Seriously? What is that supposed to mean? Although he has had many experiences in love, Jaeyoung thinks he doesn’t know the answer. His current condition is simpler than ever. The only reason he went to pack his things and get in the car and drive like he is chased by aliens was because Sangwoo said he missed him. He didn’t mention Sangwoo’s intense desire or his need for Jaeyoung’s body, that’s all.
“But isn’t tomorrow the funeral?”
It is clear that something will happen if he disappears without saying anything. Although Jaeyoung has been living with the ‘line’ to prevent annoying things, he no longer cares about Indra and Brahma’s faces...
Jaeyoung got off the elevator on the 8th floor and spoke to Jaehong.
“Can you help me with something?”
“What?”
“I’ve been keeping your secrets until now.”
“So what?”
“So you should help me once, tell them that I have urgent work and I have to go back soon.”
“Do you think it will work? Just wait another day and then go, right?”
“It won’t work.”
Chu Sangwoo said he missed him. Not complaining about him working or saying he wants to sleep with him, but saying he misses him.
Jaehong frowned and spoke, “I’m not sure if this will go smoothly. Besides, grandfather won’t listen to me...”
“So you can’t help.”
Jaeyoung swiped his keycard to enter the room, kicked his travel bag causing it to fall and scattered clothes all over the room, then Jaehong stood hugging his chest and sighed.
“I understand. Just calm down.”
Jaeyoung ignored the other party and continued packing his bag.
Standing there hugging his chest and pouting, suddenly Jaehong came and sat in front of the travel bag, rummaged through the messy clothes and picked out the suit and shirt that Jaeyoung had brought. When he realized the purpose of the person in front of him, Jaeyoung slowly stopped his actions, and Jaehong took off his suit to try it on.
“It’s not my style, but I can’t help it.”
“Are you sure?”
“Who could ever imagine?”
He remembered when they were kids, when Jaehong was sick and had to miss school. Then he pretended to be the other party until the teacher turned around. He didn’t think Jaehong would be a good actor, but no one knew that the other party came here, just fooling his grandfather would be enough. “Hey, Jaehong.”
When he called him, the other party remained silent and licked his lips.
“If you want to thank me, you don’t have to, because I won’t help you for free next time.”
“Tell me.”
“Give me the shoes and perfume. Your grandfather is sensitive.”
Jaeyoung changed shoes with the other party, threw the perfume bottle before locking his travel bag. Then he left the hotel without looking back.
He stepped on the accelerator to go faster, maybe there would be several tickets for speeding, but now Jaeyoung was unconscious and didn’t have time to care about that, he didn’t even stop to rest once, the car ran until he arrived in Seoul in less than three hours.
When he got out of the car in front of Sangwoo’s apartment building, he felt tense before entering. He stopped and examined himself from the reflection on the glass door. He was wearing a black suit and Oxford Brogues shoes, in Jaehong’s style, which Sangwoo might like, but he had been working all day, and maybe he smelled of sweat.
Jaeyoung stood in front of the apartment building, not rushing to go inside immediately. Earlier, he had thought of going in the opposite direction to the office without caring about how the other person would react, even though he had been rejected repeatedly. He had only made it into a joke, but today was the only day he didn’t feel that way. He had traveled this far just because of the words “miss you,” and sometimes he might be weak, might have misheard something, or might not accept it because he was tired. The anxiety he had never felt before had surfaced at the bottom of his heart, and it seemed that he might lose his confidence because he was in a vulnerable state.
‘Or maybe I should just go back.’
In his heart, he thought about smoking, but then he thought that the other person, who didn’t like the smell of smoke, might have just taken a clean shower and put on clean pajamas, and might not like it. He quickly gave up his intention, raised his head, and looked at the tightly closed window. He didn’t worry about anything and was in a stable state, which was different from himself.
Jaeyoung unlocked his phone to check the messages he hadn’t read while driving, but they were all messages he didn’t want at the moment. At that moment, there was a new message.
[Baby: I’ve been thinking. We might have to accept the unlimited mode, ladder, ranking, and special quests, because the store takes two weeks to consider. So we have to start the beta test on the 3rd as scheduled. _23:04.]
[Baby: I know you’re busy. You don’t have to reply. Just know it.
_23:04.]
He read it a few times and thought about the message that seemed to be work-related, but then another message came in.
[Bebe: And sweet dreams. Getting enough sleep can help relieve the stress you’ve been under during the day. _23:07.]
“Playing with my heart.”
He didn’t know why, but suddenly tears welled up in his eyes. Jaeyoung put his phone in his bag and opened the glass door, running up the stairs two steps at a time until he reached the fourth floor. Then he stood in front of the door, adjusting his breathing, and remembered that he had once slammed the door hard, making a loud noise. He slowly raised his hand and knocked on the door three times with his fingertips.
He didn’t know how long he had been standing there waiting before the door opened and a bright light shone on the dark staircase. When he blinked and opened his eyes again, he saw the other person standing in front of him in pajamas, both shirt and pants, with wide eyes and an open mouth, looking surprised.
“Why...”
Jaeyoung slowly walked into the room and closed the door. Sangwoo stood a distance away, looking somewhat aloof, as they both stood there gazing into each other’s eyes for a moment.
‘You know, I really like you a lot.’
Just by looking at the other person’s face, he could tell. At that moment, he understood the anxiety that said that desires would only become more and more intense if they hit the ceiling and should come down instead. If it goes to the extreme, it should be cooled down. But why does it get more and more intense the longer the days go by? Jaeyoung thought about taking off his expensive shoes, but was indifferent, and took two steps towards Sangwoo. Sangwoo widened his eyes and looked at Jaeyoung without avoiding his gaze, even though his cheeks turned red.
“I didn’t know if you would come.”
“And don’t you want me to come?”
The gaze with black eyes replied that it wasn’t that.
Jaeyoung hugged Sangwoo’s neck and leaned towards himself. As soon as he lowered his chin onto his shoulder and dropped his weight, the negative feeling that had been swirling in his heart before slowly flowed out to the tips of his fingers. He closed his eyes automatically and took a long breath out through the corner of his mouth.
Anxiety is not his hobby, why waste the time that should be happy to worry? But the more he knows the other person, the more intense the infatuation becomes, the more the anxiety increases, it’s really annoying.
“Feels good.”
No. Jaeyoung always feels good when he meets Sangwoo, he has never been like this before. He has never been so deeply immersed that he cannot control himself, he rubbed his face against the nape of the other person’s neck before feeling the two arms that tightly held his back, and the embrace of Sangwoo that he used to think was warm and large.
Chapter 71: Yellow #13.
“Today, hyung you look very strange.”
“Why?”
“I’ve never seen you dress like this before. And I’ve never smelled this scent before.”
“And don’t you like it?”
“...No.”
“Then it doesn’t matter.”
“And... What happened at the funeral?”
Jaeyoung thought that now Sangwoo could imitate humans without any problems. As soon as he hugged him tightly, Sangwoo lightly patted his shoulder.
“When you said someone did something, who was it?”
“Aunt, uncle in laws, uncle, and the aunt in laws. And older siblings and younger siblings, someone went to scold them.”
“Stupid man, this, are you sulking because you were bothered by your relatives a little?”
“You have to comfort me, do you think I came here to be bullied or something?”
“Do you mean to comfort you physically with my body?”
“You’re overthinking it. It’s not like that. Be careful with your words.”
Jaeyoung was frustrated with Sangwoo, knowing that the other had no function for “warmth and comfort.” The truth didn’t matter anymore, as Sangwoo had just dumped his weight onto Jaeyoung and was now fully inhaling his scent. Jaeyoung didn’t want any more comfort.
Sangwoo was silent for a long moment, which was unbearable for Jaeyoung. He felt like his body was weak and exhausted to the point of almost collapsing. The other finally spoke up.
“In nature, strong creatures live alone. For example, black mambas can produce venom from the moment they hatch and therefore don’t need a pack to protect themselves.”
“...”
“As for the animals that can’t do that, there’s a reason they have to live together in large groups. Herbivores have low individual strength and need to be in a group to protect themselves from predators, while carnivores form packs to hunt.”
Jaeyoung listened to the lecture on zoology that had suddenly started with a speechless feeling. Sangwoo gave detailed descriptions of animals such as lemurs, monkeys, and hyenas before asking.
“What type are you?”
“I don’t know.”
He couldn’t answer seriously because it wasn’t logical to compare animals and humans. Moreover, it was impossible for Sangwoo, who grew up in a normal family, to understand the situation of a broken family that was commonly seen in dramas.
“If it’s a child of a mammal that feeds its young with milk from its pouch, it’s a different story. When they reach adulthood, they have to separate and live their own lives. If they’re weak, they’ll have to rely on a group, but if living with a group harms them...”
Sangwoo spoke in a flat tone for a moment.
“Just avoid them? Are you sure if you can survive without a family?”
That was a way of thinking that said to find the root of the problem and eliminate it when there was a problem. What the other said wasn’t wrong, but it was just that he didn’t know his situation. Normally, people tend to think that this kind of thinking is cold.
“Do your parents know that you think like this?”
“Of course. I left home five years ago.”
“Are your parents disappointed?”
“I try to maintain my connection with my family by calling them every month and visiting them every six months. And I plan to return the money that they all spent on me for the next nine years.”
“...You hyung, sounds like a grateful kid.”
Although he spoke like that, it was clear that Sangwoo grew up in a loving family. His father insisted on adding a heart at the end of his name on a phone list. His mother was afraid that her son, who had no mouth filter, would have trouble fitting in and taught him etiquette in drinking on his own. His older sister often quarreled with her younger brother like any other siblings.
Sometimes, that might be the reason why the other party was emotionally stable. Ignoring other people’s opinions and having high self-respect. Jaeyoung felt envious and jealous of the two men who were embracing each other at the same time.
“Hyung, you are contradictory. Even though you skipped important classes all the time. And why won’t you miss the funeral, which is nothing but a headache.”
“If I don’t go, it’ll be a problem.”
“Let it be. Those relatives are just like any other people. No one can force you.”
“You’re right about everything.”
Jaeyoung smiled unconsciously, it was strange that such a ridiculous problem-solving method made him calm, and the conclusion helped him brush away the stress and feel refreshed like carbonated water.
“It’s over, I’ve never seen a red demon wearing a hat before.”
Hearing the other party murmuring, Jaeyoung hugged Sangwoo tightly.
“Am I stupid?”
“A little bit. I understand because we all have weaknesses. Even Superman has kryptonite.”
“That’s right. A perfect man like me must have weaknesses too.”
Jaeyoung thought that was not a bad comparison. One weakness, ‘family’, which his grandfather had been giving him for a long time, made Jaeyoung vulnerable. No different from Superman who lost his power when he encountered kryptonite. At that time, he was suspicious.
“Then what is your kryptonite?”
“I don’t have anything like that.” Sangwoo answered without hesitation.
Jaeyoung accepted it without any doubt.
“That’s good. A Superman without weaknesses.”
Lack of social skills, senses, empathy, but that might not be a disadvantage for a black mamba that is strong, because even if they cannot get along with others, they can still live on their own.
“You’ve probably been living like that all your life.” Sangwoo patted Jaeyoung’s back twice and said. “Okay then. It’s done.”
The technician was a gentle comforter.
“Do you want a kiss now?”
“Oh.”
Jaeyoung’s fingers held onto both sides of Sangwoo’s cheeks. Jaeyoung closed his eyes and closed his eyes, but Sangwoo tilted his face up to his own level. Then he just lingered there for a moment without doing anything, his finger traced Jaeyoung’s forehead and then came to rest on his brow. Then he slowly trailed down his nose, across his cheeks, and then over the ridge above his lips before finally coming to rest on his mouth.
“Why did those people come causing problems for a good-looking relative like this?”
As he let out a smile, something else touched the corner of Jaeyoung’s lips instead of his finger. It was something that sucked and pulled the lower lip of Jaeyoung into his mouth, and sent a soft, gentle tongue to caress it. Sangwoo licked Jaeyoung’s lips and alternated with sucking. When he opened his mouth wide, the other side sent his tongue in.
‘I feel really good now.’
After practicing a lot, he became a full-fledged player. Jaeyoung forgot about his fatigue and was pulled along by Sangwoo’s seduction. He felt like he had turned into a melting chocolate in the warm mouth, and let the other side explore the depths of his mouth gently. While their tongues were entwined, his consciousness drifted away, and his lips and tongue were stimulated by Sangwoo’s touch, causing his thoughts to pause.
After their lips naturally separated, Jaeyoung pulled Sangwoo back into his arms and whispered in his ear.
“Can I stay here tonight and leave in the morning?”
“Yes.”
‘Aren’t you answering too quickly?’
“Then bring me some pajamas, I’ll go take a shower.”
“No, there is no time for you to change clothes.”
Sangwoo quickly replied and grabbed Jaeyoung’s arm, pulling him towards the bed. The other side’s face turned red with anticipation. There was a fire in his eyes. Although he fell onto the bed due to the force, Jaeyoung still didn’t feel like doing anything. He grabbed Sangwoo as he climbed up onto his stomach and pulled him down to hug him, flipping over to lie on his side.
“Sangwooya.”
“Yes?”
“Let’s just sleep and hug each other like parents do with their children.” With that said, he remembered something and added.
“We are both men, so we can’t get married, but it’s just a metaphor. If you don’t feel good, I’ll be the mother and you can be the father.”
Sangwoo just stared at him without saying anything. Jaeyoung pushed his body closer and inserted his leg between Sangwoo’s, their chests touching and the warmth inviting a good feeling. The intense feeling that almost made their hearts explode began to subside, replaced by a warm and soothing feeling that made the corners of their mouths lift and small waves that helped eliminate hatred and anxiety, making their hearts calm down. Jaeyoung thought it was good that he came to find Sangwoo.
Suddenly, Sangwoo, who was lying still, asked him.
“Are you not going to do anything?”
When he didn’t answer, Sangwoo began to move and pushed his head forward to meet his gaze.
“If you were a parent, you would have to take care of the baby, wouldn’t you?”
Jaeyoung pressed his head against the other side again and hugged his body tighter.
“I want to stay like this more.”
‘Please. Chu Sangwoo, I didn’t come here to have sex with you, but to see your face differently.’
No matter how much he begged in his heart, Sangwoo couldn’t acknowledge the command that wasn’t given to him. Sangwoo pushed Jaeyoung’s chest out to create some distance, then looked down. Jaeyoung used his other hand to cover his eyes before turning over and facing the other way, but the moment had passed.
“A sexual desire is beyond the control of reason. I understand that feeling well.”
“...”
At that moment, he hated himself for being born a man. Jaeyoung didn’t really think about having sex, but as soon as he saw Sangwoo’s face, his body responded on its own. Sangwoo moved closer and hugged his back. Then he whispered in his ear as if he understood everything.
“I just saw you wear a suit for the first time, so I wanted to do this too, but if you don’t want to lose your humanity, I respect that decision.”
Giving in became the ultimate temptation and spark for his desire. Jaeyoung could feel the blood flowing throughout his body.
“Chu Sangwoo.”
“What is it?”
“Where are the condoms?”
“Who said he wouldn’t do it?”
“I said I wouldn’t do it, but you won’t stay still enough for me to calm down.”
“I don’t want to force someone who’s not willing...”
“Hurry up and get it before I can’t take it anymore and put my cock inside you myself, please.”
Jaeyoung’s body, which had been pressed against Sangwoo’s back, slid away as the light went out, followed by Sangwoo who returned with a condom from the same brand as before. As Jaeyoung reached out to pull the other side in for a hug, Sangwoo pushed him down on his back.
“Hyung, you looked tired today, I’ll take care of it myself.”
“What?”
“Just be still.”
He finished speaking. Sangwoo sat down at the end of the bed and quickly unbuttoned his pajamas. Jaeyoung looked at the other side in a half-sitting, half-lying position before slowly lying down. He looked at the thin pajamas slipping down to reveal Sangwoo’s body, and he swallowed hard. Although he imagined himself tearing the clothes into pieces and rushing inside Sangwoo, he still remembered the order to stay calm.
Sangwoo took off his pajamas and neatly folded them into a rectangle before facing Jaeyoung. At that moment, the person in front did something unexpected. Sangwoo pulled down his pants a little and put a condom on his own cock without waiting for permission.
“Sangwoo?”
‘Does “be still” mean this?’
Jaeyoung was startled to the point of stiffness. Although he had thought that this might happen someday, he didn’t expect it to be today. He intended to talk to Sangwoo about this and agree to everything if the other side wanted, but he hadn’t prepared himself yet.
‘I should not have inferred to myself as the mother.’’
Sangwoo moved closer and placed his hand above Jaeyoung’s pants button.
Jaeyoung grabbed the other hand tightly and looked into his eyes.
“Wait, I’m not ready yet...”
“You’re acting strange today, hyung.”
Sangwoo smiled and surprised Jaeyoung. He took advantage of the moment when he relaxed his grip on his pants and underwear at the same time. Jaeyoung decided to lie still and see what the other side would do, but he couldn’t help but worry in his heart.
“Are we just going to lie here like this?”
“Just wait a bit, it’ll calm down on its own.”
“Look at yourself first before you speak.”
Sangwoo complained that it was too slippery and grabbed a tissue to wipe himself off. He only lightly touched Jaeyoung with the tissue, but Jaeyoung felt like he was being licked and the desire in him grew stronger, causing his cock to continuously release fluids. However, Sangwoo persisted in wiping until he was done and then put on the condom for Jaeyoung.
“Why put it on both of us?”
“I thought since we had to throw away the shirt last time, we might as well wear condoms together. The shirt must be expensive, right?”
Sangwoo spoke as if it wasn’t important and took off Jaeyoung’s coat. Jaeyoung’s anxiety and suspicion suddenly turned into excitement, causing his mind to go blank, but he was determined to wait and see something good if he waited a little longer.
Sangwoo squeezed some lubricant onto the condom and spread it around with his fingers. Then he took a deep breath, lifted his hips, held on Jaeyoung’s shoulders with both hands, and placed his buttocks right on top of Jaeyung’s red stiff shaft. The small touch made Jaeyoung so excited that he almost lost control and grabbed onto Sangwoo’s arm. He held onto the white-hot arm tightly and relaxed it, and repeated it, but the desired reaction he was waiting for never came.
“It’s not working.”
Sangwoo frowned and, after trying a few more times, gave up and sat down on Jaeyoung’s thigh, looking pitiful.
Chapter 72: Yellow #14.
Sangwoo took a deep breath and turned his body to the side. His profile, which was glowing and blurred in the darkness, looked no less handsome than his front. At the same time, there was a beautiful figure, a body that was not too fat and had muscles only necessary for life, which was similar to the personality of the person who valued efficiency.
Sangwoo put on a new condom and squeezed the gel onto his finger. Then he moved his hand down towards his buttocks. Jaeyoung’s mouth hung open, staring at the other’s finger disappearing into Sangwoo’s own body, his breathing stopped, his gaze fixed, from the dark black hair, the dark eyebrows, the closed eyes, down to the edge of the lips that were revealed.
The other party bowed so low that their neck bones looked like they were about to pop out, their neck bent down, and the part that curved down to the back was so seductive that Jaeyoung had to swallow thick saliva and clench and release his fists repeatedly. When sticky lubed finger entering Sangwoo made slurpy sounds as it entered along the narrow hole, it caused a faint sound to echo throughout the quiet room, amidst the intensity of the black and white colors, both parties breathed heavily at the same time. All without touching each other again.
“Ah-ah...”
And then Sangwoo let out a groan that sounded like a gasp, his right hand moving faster, the sound of fingering was like walking on clay, piercing Jaeyoung’s ear, making it hot in an instant, Sangwoo’s neck jerked and his black hair trembled, his twisted face leaned back.
“Ah, huh...”
Chu Sangwoo was using his fingers to stretch his own hole with enthusiasm and Jaeyoung was a spectator to the scene, a scene that was more provocative than any pornographic image he had ever seen.
“What are you looking at? You mentally ill person...”
Sangwoo raised his eyebrows and sighed before biting his lower lip, the person who was straightforward during the day. When it fell at night, his desire did not subside. Although it was always the same action, for some reason, both of them looked like different people. Was it a delusion? Crazy bastard, damnit, where is this world a baby would act like this?
Jaeyoung couldn’t take it anymore and jumped up with the intention of shouting at the other party. “I told you to stay calm.”
Sangwoo had an angry expression and pushed Jaeyoung back with his foot. In Jaeyoung’s heart, he felt startled to the point of forgetting even the most exciting excitement before slowly lying back down as before.
“I’ll do it myself.”
Sangwoo looked straight into Jaeyoung’s eyes and then lifted himself up, his sweaty chest, bright chest, muscular abdomen, neck, arms, and legs. Whatever it was, it was all a strong stimulus for Jaeyoung. Sangwoo took a deep breath before moving his hand to the back, he held Jaeyoung’s extremely hard cock, pointed it at his wet asshole and just like magic the cock was sucked and swallowed into the waiting body just now. Jaeyoung closed his eyes.
“Ah, it’s... ugh...”
The sudden intense arousal made him automatically let out a moan, feeling like he was really being swallowed up, the weight of Sangwoo, the hand that was gripping the shirt, the hot skin, all of it made his head spin, after moving his hips up and down two or three times. Sangwoo sat down and pressed down even harder, the feeling of the cock being tightly wrapped and sucked made Jaeyung feel extremely pleasurable to the point of trembling in his stomach.
“Sangwoo... wait... I’m in trouble.”
Sangwoo ignored Jaeyoung’s words and shifted his body to take the straight cock even deeper, Jaeyoung was gritting his teeth to endure not cum yet. Meanwhile, the other party threw himself down and swallowed his meat stick until the end. Jaeyoung tightly wrapped the bedsheet and when he looked up, he met the embarrassed face of the person above him. Jaeyoung looked up at Sangwoo, who used both hands to support himself on his chest and breathed heavily.
“Why do you make that face? Is something wrong?”
“It’s too deep. And...”
Although he should have been used to it by now, it seemed that this position made it harder for the other party to get used to the massive cock inside him. Jaeyoung flicked his finger and Sangwoo leaned down. When he looked closely, he found that the face really looked pitiful. Jaeyoung hugged the man’s arm tightly, unable to play around like a child, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Sangwoo whispered in his ear.
“Hyung...are you feeling good? I feel your stick getting bigger.”
Jaeyoung was caught off guard and he felt cum spewed from his cock without him realizing it, causing his vision to go dark.
“Fuck… Jesus.”
“What’s wrong?”
Although Jeayoung cummed just now, somehow the hard cock was still in the same state as before. Sangwoo couldn’t understand, but suddenly the white liquid leaked out through the gap in the condom, like a hot meat stick exploding, making his butt hair wet. Jaeyoung whispered in embarrassment.
“I couldn’t adjust in time. I guess I have to change to a new one.”
“I can’t pull it off now. Can’t you just do it like this?”
As soon as he nodded, the other party leaned on Jaeyoung’s chest and began to move his hips up and down. Just as the pleasure reached its peak, the waves of excitement surged again.
Sangwoo’s eyes opened slightly and he looked ecstatic watery, the hot cock moving in and out of him slowly and repeatedly, made him let out a soft moan and the tightening of the abdomen and bones of the person above him, caused the hot meat stick to tremble along with it.
It was a sweet sex, unbelievable but not yet satisfying. Jaeyoung just lay there, but his breathing became heavier every time they touched. Every time the connection was made, the pleasure increased, and he used his two empty hands to hold the slippery waist with drops of sweat. Then he slid his fingers along the white legs that were shaking and held Sangwoo’s in a condom protection tightly.
The black-eyes covered in darkness looked down at Jaeyoung like a pure heavenly agony. A drop of sweat dripped from Sangwoo’s forehead and hung on the tip of his chin before falling onto Jaeyoung’s shirt as the other pressed down on his shoulder. Drop after drop, it fell like rain every time their bodies moved. Jaeyoung’s mouth automatically opened, releasing a loud moan and heavy breaths. Sangwoo bit the edge of his lips and groaned.
“Hyung...”
“...Uh.”
“Don’t look at me... like that.”
Suddenly, the hand above him slid down to his eyes before Jaeyoung’s line of sight was blocked from the self undulating man, even if it was just for a moment. Jaeyoung immediately grabbed that hand and pulled it towards him, causing Sangwoo’s upper body to fall onto Jaeyoung’s chest. Jaeyoung grabbed the other’s neck and passionately kissed him.
“Uh... Hng...”
Sangwoo’s body, which had moved on its own, trembled and paused for a moment. The intense feeling filled his body, making him feel completely satisfied. Jaeyoung hugged the other tightly, wrapping his arms around his back.
“Do you need help?”
Sangwoo blinked without saying anything, his eyes overflowing with tears. Chu Sangwoo, who usually acted as if he didn’t care, was now weak and vulnerable, which was one of the many factors that made him charming.
Jaeyoung knelt down and held the back of Sangwoo’s butt tightly.
When Jaeyoung performed a small twist of his hips, Sangwoo’s body twisted and pressed against Jaeyoung’s neck. He didn’t know if he had made the other lose consciousness more than before today, or if this was a reward for the long journey he had taken. If so, he could drive for hours on end. Jaeyoung hugged Sangwoo’s back with one arm and lifted his hip.
“Ah, hng... wait a minute.”
“Does it hurt?”
Sangwoo wrapped his arm around Jaeyoung’s neck and leaned his head to the side.
“Continue, need to talk anymore.”
Seeing that the other was not very conscious of his surroundings, Jaeyoung felt the urge to dominate him, almost like sadism. Every time he grabbed his hip and pushed inside, the other flinched, he felt the desire to dominate him even more, to use his own body to do so.
He inserted himself into the tight space that connected them completely and pushed himself inside. As he writhed in the same spot three times, Sangwoo dropped all his weight onto Jaeyoung and hugged him tightly. The tips of his hair, shiny with moisture, smelled like the usual basketball court scent. He never thought there would be a day when he would think of a man’s sexy sweat smell and his mind would be slipping away because of it.
The strong desire to possess the person in front of him was packed tightly in his heart. Jaeyoung used both hands to grab the waist of the other party with the desire to use his body to fill, pour, and indulge all over Sangwoo’s body. Then he moved his body seriously, here, it was an opportunity to bounce his hips hard according to his heart’s desire and enter Sangwoo’s hot passage, the man who at this moment was not knowing what to do except hugging his neck tightly. As he lifted his hips violently, Sangwoo’s buttocks floated before falling back down.
“Ah, ah! Hyung...”
He moved one hand to the back of the other party’s head without saying anything. Then he moved his damp hair and sweat, and moved his lower body, his actions becoming more and more violent, causing the sound of flesh hitting flesh to sound like a thud, along with Sangwoo’s body shaking in the air. Every time the other party pressed his hips down, he bounced his hips to receive it. The other party would release fluids from his eyes and the corners of his mouth, moaning.
“Huh, huh, haa... Ouch, slow dow-... Ahh...”
The movement of the waist became more and more violent, with a sound mixed with both sorrow and happiness, a sound that was getting faster and more intense every time, and became so intense that Sangwoo’s lower body was floating in the air, bouncing every time the other party pressed down. The other party would release fluids from his eyes and the corners of his mouth, moaning.
“Haeuk, haeuk, haa... Ouch, heuk... Ahh!”
Sangwoo didn’t show much emotion, but it was only his body that couldn’t hide it. Once he knew that the other party showed emotions because of him, Jaeyoung became more aroused and his actions became more violent, causing Sangwoo to wake up more and more, and they both rushed to their destination like that.
‘Why did I just meet you now?’
Jaeyoung felt that the blood sucked from his heart was mixed with feelings that were hotter than the fluids in his body, feelings that made him blind and made his consciousness a paralysis, not just something that could be explained by sexual desire alone. He left the unsafe feelings aside and drowned in the sea of emotions.
Sangwoo responded strongly to every movement of Jaeyoung today because he was special in responding to emotions. The other party hugged him from behind and bit his shoulder, clearly seeing how much the other party was mewling, so he didn’t need to ask for any response.
Jaeyoung listened to the sound of the man’s unmodified and unbridled moans, not expecting them to come out with such pleasure. He tightened his arms around the hot body and kissed the hairline and forehead while his body attacked relentlessly at one point. Jaeyoung learned quickly and it was common for him to know exactly where to touch to make Sangwoo feel helpless.
“Uh, Sangwoo-ya...?”
“Uh... huh, heh, ugh, huhu, huh...”
Jaeyoung had only seen Sangwoo cry once, and he didn’t want to feel that way again. But crying on the bed was not bad at all, he hugged Sangwoo tightly, who was still trembling in his arms, while his lower body continued to pound without pause.
The feelings of both were running towards the ultimate point together, a feeling of relief that could satisfy the other, and a desire to engrave the highest feeling of happiness in that body, which became a complex feeling that Jaeyoung wanted to express in many ways.
“Ah, ah! Ugh... hyung, hyung, Jaeyoung...”
When the walls inside Sangwoo tightened him tightly, Jaeyoung realized that Sangwoo had reached his end for this round. When the movement stopped, the other’s body became weak and fell completely. Sangwoo hugged Jaeyoung’s chest and pulled him close, even though his eyes were still closed.
This time, his shirt was torn from the strong pull.
“Huh... huh... Sangwoo-ya...”
Sangwoo just breathed heavily and quickly without saying anything.
“Open your eyes a little.”
The eyelids that closed without resistance blinked slowly and opened to reveal only half of the black eyes. When their eyes met, their lips moved towards each other immediately, exchanging a long kiss that sounded wet and sloppy with saliva, after which Sangwoo closed his eyes and fell beside him.
“I thought I was going to die. There is a chance of dying during sex, you know.”
The eyes that were hidden with happiness flickered slowly, but there was something that the other side overlooked. Jaeyoung kissed the damp forehead before using his hand to wipe the sweat off the cheeks and chin.
“You’re not dead yet. I’m not done yet.”
“I don’t have any strength left. That’s enough for today.”
“Enough? It’s just getting started.”
Jaeyoung withdrew his cock from the tight asshole, pulled off the condom filled with cum water and lubricating gel. Then he put on a new one, took off his wet pants and socks, and threw away the shirt that was soaked with sweat. He thanked Sangwoo for unbuttoning the bottom and then easily taking off the trousers. He hugged Sangwoo who was lying exhausted from their lovemaking.
“If you arouse me, you have to take responsibility.”
“...I understand. Put it in.”
Jaeyoung, who had maintained his state of arousal since before, had no strength to to be considerate anymore. He turned the other side and stabbed his cock in one fell swoop. Sangwoo lost his composure and let out a scream.
The second round of the war began with bodies overlapping like dogs in heat. Jaeyoung moved his waist closer to Sangwoo’s hairline and pulled him in, burying his face into the other person’s head that was leaning back, and whispered softly beside his ear.
“Sangwoo-ya.”
“Uh...what is it?”
“What are you thinking now?”
“Uh…mmmhpf…happiness…. climax, Jang...Jaeyoung, losing...humanity...”
“Still…me having humanity? I have lost it already.” He felt that tonight would be a long night.
Chapter 73: <1001> #1.
[9. I want to have sex with someone who is in a relationship.]
‘Not to that extent, it’s still illegal.’
[10. Can’t stand not having sex even for a day.]
‘You can endure for a day.’
[11. Can’t overcome sexual desire to the point of buying sexual services.]
‘There is no way. Besides, it’s illegal.’
[12. Strongly desire to have kinky sex.]
‘…’
The standard for the word “kinky” is not clear, so it is difficult to answer “yes” or “no”. Sangwoo had to skip that part and read the rest.
If there are behaviors that match the twenty questions, it is considered a sex addiction, but there are only five questions that match him completely, and that is “thinking about sex often to the point of feeling cramped in daily life.”
‘So you’re not addicted to sex.’
He thinks about it almost all the time to the point he is wondering if he has a mental condition, but no matter how he tries to test himself, if the results are as clear as this, it probably isn’t true, at least he can breathe a sigh of relief.
Sangwoo thinks.
Sangwoo puts his phone in his backpack and sits quietly, yesterday’s events slowly bubbling up in his mind. He worked in the office with the other party and then Jaeyoung had to go back home before it got too late because a car broke down. After helping him with his luggage, they almost parted ways, but ended up arguing in front of the building. Then they suddenly kissed and they got horny and had to go back upstairs to quench the arousal. They kept doing that arousal quenching non stop all night until almost morning, so Sangwoo slept late and today he almost missed his class, “Embedded System,” his major.
‘You have to make your desires clear. Sangwoo, this sentence has no object.’
Jaeyoung tends to be slightly different at different times, not always consistent. Some days he speaks less, some days he acts softer, and some days he acts rougher. He doesn’t choose which one is better, but what’s not good is when the other party is intentionally teasing. Yesterday, Jaeyoung played until he made Sangwoo gasp and accidentally put his hand on the glasses that were placed near the bed. When it was almost dark, he saw that the frame was broken in half, and no matter how he asked about the price, the other party didn’t answer.
Sangwoo sits with his chin in his hand, lost in thought about the face that is both tempting and provocative at the same time, when the door suddenly opens.
“Oops, sorry! Sunbae.” the male student suddenly appears and gasps for breath. Sangwoo just realized that he was sitting in the conference room for a meeting. When he looked at the clock, he found that he was seven minutes late. He was so lost in thought that he didn’t even notice.
“Uh, sorry! I was riding my bike and fell on the way here. I know it may sound like an excuse. I should have come out faster...”
It seems that the other party is not lying, the elbow that protrudes from the shirt sleeve is scratched until it bleeds.
“If it hurts a lot, go to the hospital first.”
“Really? It’s not necessary... I’m fine,” the male student said.
The male student sat opposite Sangwoo and wiped his sweat with the back of his hand. Sangwoo looks at the notebook that was left open and picks up a pen.
“Then let’s get started. I propose the topic of presenting the algorithm of the game ‘Makom.’ If you don’t like it, you can suggest another topic.” “Uh...wait a minute,” the other party said.
The other party rummages through his bag and takes out a crumpled piece of paper and a pen. He writes the word “Makom” in the middle in large letters.
“We don’t have much time now. Is this topic not too complicated? I’m just thinking about cabinets, ATMs, myself...”
“That matter is too simple, we won’t get good scores. And it’s just a decoy.”
“...Okay. Just speak your mind.”
Sangwoo presented a mini-project on “Algorithm” as a pair of works for the class. Although there was another member, Sangwoo did not expect much and thought of doing it alone.
“Do you know that if we actually create a program, we can get extra points?”
“Don’t tell me you’ll do it?”
“Of course, isn’t it?”
“I think it might be difficult... So let’s start with making a tic-tac-toe board first. Um... do you have a plan?”
“We can create the initial values of the tic-tac-toe board by arranging them in order and dividing the values according to the size of the cells. And every time we change the round, we have to check two diagonal lines, vertical and horizontal lines, 3x3 management, complexity, but...”
Sangwoo looked at the face of the male student and spoke.
“I’ll handle it myself.”
“Then what should I do?”
“Just wait for me to send the program, you focus on the schedule for dynamic schedule [1]. Then organize the process, we should talk about memoization [2] and recursive functions [3], and we need a table. I’ll send the program to you by midnight on Sunday, so please give me your email address.”
The male student quickly wrote down what Sangwoo said and handed him the email address with both hands.
“I may not be good at programming like you, but I will take responsibility for analyzing and presenting everything myself.”
Can he be trusted? Sangwoo looked at the other party with suspicion before turning back, because if they didn’t do well, he could just do it alone.
He wrote down his responsibilities and those of the other party in his notebook. Now there was only one task left to deal with, which was data presentation.
“I’ll handle the PowerPoint myself.”
Sangwoo spoke confidently. Although he didn’t have artistic talent, he could still make a decent PowerPoint. After writing his name in the presentation section, there was nothing left to discuss at the meeting. He put the notebook back in his bag along with the pencil case and then the box before standing up. Just as he was about to leave, the male student called out to him.
“Um... Sangwoo-sunbae.”
“What is it?”
The other person sitting across from him looked stressed the whole time, but gave a small smile and spoke softly.
“Thank you for letting me pass today.”
“What do you mean?”
“I used to be in the same group as you for the ‘Data Structures’ course. I was three minutes late to the meeting, so you had already left. Then I had to work on your own and I ended up failing the course because I got a D mark... Oh,
I’m not blaming you for anything now.”
‘This guy. He didn’t make a mistake for the first time.’
Sangwoo had a scary face, truly terrifying, with many people in the world having the same idea as Jang Jaeyoung about time.
“This time, I thought that you had already left... I was really surprised when I saw you were still waiting.”
“...”
“Because it’s been several years now. I think the atmosphere around you is different from back then.”
The guy spoke in a way that Sangwoo found difficult to understand before bowing at him.
“I’ll learn more and work harder.”
“Oh, that’s good.”
Sangwoo didn’t know what to say and just answered with an “uh-huh” before leaving the conference room.
When he left the library building, the hot May sun shone down on his black hat. Sangwoo reflected on the words of the younger student and headed towards the room where he took the Data Structures course, which seemed like it was three years ago. At that time, he was so determined that he didn’t even associate with people who were a little late to the meeting.
‘I think the atmosphere around you is different from back then.’
Would you say he had become weaker? If that were the case, he would never have a chance to associate with Jaeyoung forever.
Sangwoo realized he had arrived at the Faculty of Fine Arts, which he was now familiar with. He climbed the stairs to the third floor, opened the fourth door, and walked in.
“Are you here, President Chu?”
Jaeyoung spoke without taking his eyes off his phone. The other person was sitting with his legs stretched out on the table, playing a game. Today, Jaeyoung was wearing a blue shirt and black slacks. Although he wasn’t wearing a suit, in Sangwoo’s eyes, the other person looked like he was going to an important event. As he walked in, he heard sound effects. The other person stretched his arms around Sangwoo’s waist and hugged him.
“How are you doing?”
“It’s more fun than I thought it would be. Hey, are we really the ones doing this?”
Jaeyoung was playing a test version of the game with a character named Chuchu, a furry creature wearing a knitted sweater. He threw bombs to defeat the bosses and shot at slow-moving enemies with a rifle. Then he ran forward continuously. Sangwoo looked at him quietly before speaking up.
“I think we need to adjust the damage of the hand bomb a bit.”
“That’s so unfair.”
“Did you add the sound effects correctly?”
“Well done. And there’s a bug in two spots when placing it with the detonator. If you switch weapons without moving, the game will be forced to close. Another thing is to check Chuchu’s status window, it’s not sliding to the side.”
“I already knew the first one. As for the other one, let me check it out.”
Sangwoo intended to go back to his place, but Jaeyoung’s hand, which had been creeping and groping his butt was now wrapped around his waist. He grabbed Jaeyoung’s shoulders and prevented himself from falling, and he stretched himself up a bit. Then both of Jaeyoung;s eyes stared at Sangwoo, and he moved closer, almost touching his lips. Jaeyoung lowered his eyes to look at Sangwoo’s lips before raising his gaze to meet his eyes again.
“Hey.”
“Why?”
“Don’t you miss me?”
The other whispered softly.
“We’ve been together all day until morning, haven’t we?”
“So what?”
Sangwoo wanted to tell the other that he had a problem with being loved and possessed, even though it had only been less than fourteen hours since he had just drained his balls excessively, but when he got out of that train of thought he realized it, he found himself kissing the other person again. It was a sweet gesture that could not be refused, and it was happening more often than eating these days.
Jaeyoung slipped his hand under Sangwoo’s tight shirt before pulling down the waistband of his pants and letting go. The other person withdrew his lips and looked down low.
Did you wear a new pair of underwear? Can I see it?”
“Underwear is not something you show to others.”
“But I bought it because I wanted to see it for you.”
Sangwoo ignored the meaningless words and turned around to sit at his own place.
“Hyung, you took four pairs of my underwear. So I had no choice but to wear a new one. Can you please return my underwear to me?”
“Why not wear a different one?”
“I already have enough clothes, so I don’t feel the need to buy new ones.”
“I suspect I’ll have to throw them all away when I clean out your room next time.”
The other side spoke without substance again... Sangwoo took out his notebook and waited for the boot-up. Jaeyoung spoke up.
“Starting tomorrow, you won’t have to work part-time anymore, so it’s perfect for a 3-day, 2-night weekend trip on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.”
He wondered if the other side was really working on the same project, the nonchalant expression on his face made Sangwoo slightly uneasy.
“How can we plan a trip like that? Look, we’re always running late and the work isn’t progressing.”
Sangwoo shifted his chair closer to the table and pointed to the schedule that was pinned to the wall.
There were only two months left in the agreement with Jaeyoung, and the last month was expected to be filled with testing and platform verification. So, in reality, he had to create all the functions and find bugs within a month, which, if you subtract the time for QA and beta testing, would leave only about a week. Although he was now quitting his part-time job, which would give him more time for studying and sleeping, Sangwoo still felt restless.
“Moreover, I still have classes for my major. I have an exam in three weeks.
Plus, I have to finish programming for the presentation within this week.”
“I understand. Then let’s postpone the trip for now, but you have to go for a getaway trip with me today.”
“Did you listen to what I said earlier? I said I don’t have time.”
“That’s exactly what I’m about to say.”
It seemed like Jaeyoung wasn’t taking what Sangwoo said seriously again. Sangwoo thought that if he was going to criticize the other side, he should at least know where he was going before asking in a hesitant voice. “Where are we going?”
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[1] Schedule Development, “Dynamic Programming.” A process of finding the optimal solution by solving complex problems by dividing them into smaller, more manageable subproblems.
[2]. Memoization, a technique used to speed up computer programs by storing the results of function calls.
[3] and the concept of recursion, “Recursive Function.” and a function that calls itself to solve a problem by dividing it into smaller problems, then combining the results together. Simply put, it is writing a function that calls itself repeatedly until it finds the answer.