Chapter 11.4

Jaeyoung put his left hand under the seat while riding on Sangwoo’s thighs. When he pulled the lever, the backrest tilted back. Sangwoo’s body shook and a shriek was heard. Shirt and hair were strewn all over the backrest. Sangwoo merely looked surprised, but it looked like he was intentionally seducing him from the mere fact that he was lying down under his legs.

Even falling down lasted just a moment. Then, Jaeyoung tilted his upper body and stuck his chest close to Sangwoo. His twisted, almost scared expression was swept away with his palm. It looked like he was trying to draw a curve from Sangwoo’s shoulder to his neck with his finger. At last, Jaeyoung’s wish had come true when he rose up and bit the back of the neck in front of him. Force came into the hand Sangwoo was using to grasp onto his shoulder.

“Are you nuts?”

Without answering, he rubbed his lips on the same spot. The prominent spot on the white skin looked like the center of a bullseye. He could feel Sangwoo’s body retreating. He repeatedly and gently stimulated it with his tongue, then he sank his teeth in and bit him again, and licked that spot. Why was it this sweet when it was just human skin?

‘What’s so special about you?’

He licked all the way from his neck to his chin. He reached his chin and kissed it a few times, and when he reached his ear, he swept the small valley with his tongue. When he bit his earlobe, a low moan escaped from Sangwoo’s mouth. Jaeyoung kissed Sangwoo’s lips for a long time, and wrapped the waist hidden beneath a navy blue shirt with a snake-like right hand.

He knew it would feel this way. There wasn’t any fat, but it wasn’t scrawny either. It was slim but elastic. Jaeyoung felt entranced while sweeping across his back with both hands. His impatient hand went over his flat stomach and headed toward his chest. It touched a small bump while passing by on its way back to his neck.

When he removed his lips from him, Sangwoo breathed, showing a look of torment. Without giving him the advice to breathe through his nose, Jaeyoung unbuttoned his shirt. He wasn’t bad with his hands, but why were they so clumsy? The shirt had too many buttons. He almost managed to unbutton it on his third attempt, but he couldn’t control his own strength, so he tore off the remaining few. Several white buttons bounced on the seat and disappeared into the dark. He thought that he would be scolded, but Sangwoo didn’t mind at all. He grabbed Jaeyoung’s wrist and then said, “Sunbae… Did you not hear what I said?”

“… No.”

“I’m very drunk so… I don’t have good judgment. So, what I’m saying is…”

“That’s not the issue. I can see your chest.”

The one who had been drinking was Sangwoo, but it felt like he was the one who was drunk. Jaeyoung felt his head spin, but he put his lips on the bare skin. He sucked a lot of hot skin into his mouth and played around the hollow collarbone with his tongue. Sangwoo’s thighs were shaking and the hand that was holding onto his arm was tense. The hand that was trying to push him away gripped and restrained him as it caressed him.

“Ah… Ah, My words, why… are you ignoring them?”

It seemed like he had lost his ability to speak. He hadn’t been able to understand his words at all since Sangwoo had regained consciousness earlier. Sangwoo kept trying to push Jaeyoung away, but he was weaker than usual, maybe because he had been drinking or maybe because he was excited.

“Why do you need words? You also talk with your body.”

Jaeyoung’s mouth had at some point come down to Sangwoo’s chest. One part was teased with his tongue, the other was harassed by his hand. Seeing as he grabbed and pulled his hair, he took it as if the feeling were pleasant. Whenever he teased him with his tongue, Sangwoo’s body quivered. Jaeyoung tightly embraced his back as if to prevent him from escaping. There was a lot of sweat rolling down his spine.

At some point, even Jaeyoung’s clothes had rolled up to his neck from Sangwoo’s actions. Jaeyoung removed his sweater and the t-shirt he was wearing underneath it in one go and threw them onto the back seat. While he did that, his glasses came off. Sangwoo was lying down while looking at him with slightly blurry vision. His blazing stare seemed to caress Jaeyoung’s body.

“Sangwoo.”

“Yes.”

It felt funny that he answered  him, calling his name like he always did, especially with his chest bare and his face filled with lust.

Jaeyoung’s gaze moved towards Sangwoo’s groin, which was standing up as if it were going to pierce through his jeans. Jaeyoung thought he would be an interesting person to undress. Black and monotonous clothes, a fair and tidy person, and…

“Who knew there was such a black wolf in you?”

“What? Per…verted fucker.”

Jaeyoung reached out to loosen and then unbuckle his belt.