Chapter Six

Lee Seunghee remembered the image of Hong Hanseok indulging in a kiss with someone other than himself, annoyed and accidentally grabbed Hanseok's wrist, causing him to cry out in pain.

        "Seunghee I hurt..."

        He turned to look at Hanseok, his brows furrowed and he staggered after him. The feeling rose in his heart, he let go of his wrist and walked more slowly. Quickly take the key from him, open the door of the house you just left in the morning.

       

        Press him to sit on the bed, carefully disinfected and bandaged the wound. Seeing the wound being handled neatly, he cheerfully praised Seunghee, "Oh, thank you. Seunghee is so good."

       

        He frowned and replied, "Are you praising the child?"

       

        "You don't have it." He shook his head. Standing up to take off his tie and hang it up, Hanseok let out a long sigh.

       

         "Parties like that really don't suit me, it's really confusing."

        

        He swallowed hard, looking at his neck exposed under his silk shirt. But thinking about Jang Deungkwa, he seemed to understand the reason, what made Deungkwa do it.

       

        He sarcastically lowered his voice: "I thought you would get rid of that guy so easily, why are you so weak at the hands of Deungkwa guy."

       

        Hanseok noticed the discomfort in Seunghee's words, just kept silent. He went to the bathroom, rinsed his mouth thoroughly, wiped his hands dry, and walked out.

       

        He leaned against the wall and looked at him, coldly replying to the previous sentence: "Guess what, if I'm healthy enough, I'll be in the school toilet. You can't do that."

       

        He pulled down his shirt, revealing Seunghee's bite in the afternoon. Point to it, emphasizing the last words.

       

        Lee Seunghee frowned at the bite he made, and approached Hanseok. He pressed him against the wall, bad thoughts running through his head. He asked, "So what if it wasn't me at that time but Jang Deungkwa, would you let him do the same?"

       

        He was surprised at Seunghee's question, smiled and wrapped his arms around his neck and hugged him. He shook his head and replied, "I don't think so, you know Seunghee. If it was that filthy guy, he'd have been hit in the head with a stick."

       

        Receiving a satisfactory answer, he himself did not understand why he felt so happy. He bent down and pinched his lips, which had become more swollen due to his rough rubbing. The sound of saliva was made when he ran his tongue around Hanseok's mouth, something Deungkwa was unable to do.

       

        Breaking away from the kiss, he pushed him away and said, "Thanks for taking me home, it's getting late you should go home."

       

        That made Seunghee's anger rise again. He didn't know why he was like this, only knew that he had to do the unfinished business with him. He smiled mischievously and then raised his hand to lift him up, causing Hanseok to suddenly hug his neck, his legs curled around Seunghee's hips. He sat down on the bed, letting him rest on his lap.

       

        "Let's continue the unfinished business."

        Without letting him answer, he continued to sink them both into a deep kiss, the wet feeling created as they both moved their tongues back and forth. Unsettled hands lifted up his shirt and wriggled inside. He rubbed and squeezed his small waist along the spine, while implicitly admitting that Hong Hanseok was really thin.

        Lee Seunghee continued to spread kisses gradually from his lips to his neck, finally leaving a red mark before stopping. Hanseok's panting breaths and restless wiggles caused Seunghee's bottom to wake up.

        Hanseok realizes that, and he knows he can't stop this person anymore. The hand behind Seunghee's back involuntarily clenched, then stretched out of position to the back of his neck and rubbed.

        "It's fine to continue the unfinished business. But what I hate the most is the one-night stand, Seunghee, and you made a mistake." Then Hanseok leaned down and kissed the tip of his nose.

        Hanseok pushed Seunghee down onto the bed then left Seunghee's lap, face indifferent, indifferent. Looking at Seunghee with disdain, the way he looks at Hymin.

        He stood up and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean, don't try to play with Seunghee?"

        Going to the mini fridge in the corner of the room, he pulled out a bottle of Snow Leopard Vodka. Slowly fill the glass, then enjoy the ultimate taste.

        He exclaimed: "Of course I am not wrong, the owner of the paintings is very knowledgeable about alcohol."

        Picking up the bottle of wine to see, he praised: "Snow Leopard, what a masterpiece, senior!" Seunghee angrily grabbed Hanseok's chin, running his fingers over his bottom lip that was wet with alcohol.

        "But don't play the pusher with me, you should have known the consequences of seducing me then coldly pushing me away?"

        Hanseok laughed, taking Seunghee's hand away from his chin. Putting his hand on Seunghee's cheek and stroking, he joked: "Lee Seunghee ah Lee Seunghee you're mistaken here, I helped a drunk then was forced to kiss him. Who started this game first, isn't that ridiculous?"

       

        When he was said to have hit the tendons of his hand, the tendons of his neck were all visible. He angrily grabbed his shoulder blades and pushed hard against the wall, the pain shot straight into him making him wince. He grinned wickedly, ripped off his shirt, and said, "Ah, yes, I forced you. So now, it's okay to have one more time, right?"

        He boldly took over his lips and rubbed his lips, he was so rough because of the source called lust. Hanseok's distinct taste mixed with the rich flavor of Snow Leopard wine, they made this man named Lee Seunghee's thirst for love peak. Wanting to peel off to eat clean, want to boldly take it for their own.

        In Lee Seunghee's fury he admits he got it out of control, he laughs, he mocks himself "a failure". He couldn't get out of Seunghee's arms, easily being lifted up by him. Then, like a stuffed animal the size of a man, was roughly thrown onto the bed. He grimaced in pain, but he was like a wolf that had seen prey in hunger. And then, that wolf was ready to free his hungry stomach.

        He just massaged one side, the other side rubbed his chest until it turned red. Hanseok felt as if it wanted to leave his body, he said with difficulty: "Seung...Hee, it hurts. Um, stop it."

        Hanseok must be joking with him, stopping now is a fantasy. He lowered his voice, erotic words were uttered: "You're so noisy, senior, just stay still under my body and moan. It's okay to take care of this beautiful body. me."

        He struggled to escape, a hunter now should be under the body of his prey and beg. As an insult to Hong Hanseok, he hates it. Damned!

        "Lee Seunghee!"

        He yelled when Seunghee reached for his already stiff penis, stroking it up and down comfortably. Looking at his already rosy cheeks, made Lee Seunghee even more excited.

        "Oh my god, senior Hong. You need to deal with it, don't lie anymore."

        The jeans and boxer he threw on the floor, left in a corner. Looking at Hanseok's naked body, he especially praised his achievements. Untie the entanglement on his body, he pulled Hanseok closer. The collision of two penises made him feel embarrassed, but for him this was new. Seunghee rubbed the back of his neck and kissed the tip of his nose like Hanseok did earlier.

        Sensation of a foreign body entering, pain transmitted to the cerebrum. They tell you to groan, let yourself go tonight. With Lee Seunghee filled with a passionate night full of pleasure.

        "No... Seunghee, two fingers is too much. Ah..."

        "It's not enough, you need to be loosened up before you go to work."

        Your moans in that warm and inspiring voice, Hong Hanseok you're fucking sexy!

        Lee Seunghee pulled his hand out making him feel so empty, Hanseok wanted to hit himself. Like a person in need, he wanted Seunghee to quickly fill that void, softly calling his name: "Seunghee..."

        The way Hanseok he called his name, making alluring sounds made Seunghee seem crazy. He leaned down to kiss his lips, frantically sweeping away the sweetness. Not enough, he wanted something more stimulating.

        He leaned in to his ear and whispered:

       "Let's get into the game, sweet Hanie."

       "No don't...don't Seunghee, aaa..."

       The heat inside Hanseok pushed Seunghee's thirst for love up a notch. Damned! You are like an elf who enchants people, making me willing to give everything. Once you get in, it's hard to get out.

       The lustful sounds emanating from the sexual encounters, the pleasurable cries of the people below after the strong movements of the people above. Or the satiating growl of a wolf in its thirst for love. It makes anyone who accidentally hears it ripples, but no one will hear it except the passionate insiders.

       "I still love you, love you very much even if it was a deplorable mistake."

       Like a fool who plunges his head into a death trap,

       Immersed in love, without knowing it is a double-edged sword,..."

       A silly ringtone was installed on Hanseok's phone by Sojin, waking him up after a night of drunkenness. With his body aching and aching at the bottom, he glanced at the arm around his waist with disgust. Gently lifting Seunghee's arm away, he slowly stood up with limp legs. Difficulty going to the bathroom.

       According to the habit of swiping across the screen, the voice on the other end of the line came and made Hanseok's spirit improve a bit.

       "Finally you answered the phone, did you get home safely yesterday?"

       I'm happy replied: "I'm fine Sojin."

       Hanseok and Sojin chat, while their eyes are fixed on the image of themselves in the mirror. Colored kiss marks, reminding him of the embarrassing images of last night. It's disgusting!

       "Let's go, Sojin, get ready for school, I'll hang up!"

       The light on the phone went out and he put it on the shelf. He reached for the knob to turn the water on, the chill of the water running down his spine. Touching the kiss marks on his body, he rubbed it hard, so rough. He wanted to clean, clean everything but couldn't. Those things have penetrated deep into the flesh, and then all the way to the bone marrow.

       The warm tears now cooled down when mixed with the water, just like how Hanseok's emotions were cold with each cut, like blood drops that dry when exposed to the air. What a pity for a poor man!

       Hanseok smiled sarcastically: "So this is the end for the faint, no matter how hard you try, you will only fail. A faint person lost miserably."