By Zephyria 
Kwon Young-je is a man who always follows through on his words. His warning about making him pay the proper price was essentially a declaration of intent to drain Hui-won of every last drop of his vitality.
The result was that they had sex non-stop throughout the vacation disguised as a business trip. Day and night, it didn’t matter.
Even though humans are mammals, it was a cycle of eating, shitting, and sleeping so repetitive that one might wonder if it was acceptable to live like such beasts. Any semblance of thought was castrated, and they lived solely intoxicated by instinct.
By around Tuesday, even this became impossible. Hui-won lay sprawled on the bed, his stamina completely depleted. His limp body looked no different from a thoroughly soaked blanket.
“Want to eat something?”
Kwon Young-je, who had just finished washing up, approached the bed and asked. Each time he shook his wet hair with a towel, a fragrant scent wafted over from beside him.
It felt quite strange that a man who always insisted on using only one brand of shampoo was now exuding the scent of a common supermarket brand, but he himself seemed rather pleased with it.
“…….”
Hui-won, lying face down, blinked his half-lidded eyes. He was in a state where he was barely breathing after the sex. Even though he hadn’t eaten all day, he didn’t feel hungry at all. On the contrary, he felt bloated.
Considering the amount of semen Kwon Young-je had deposited inside him, it was only natural to feel full. He even felt a heavy, stifling sensation in his lower abdomen, as if the member was still lodged inside.
Hui-won lazily rolled over. He slowly stroked his belly skin, which seemed slightly swollen.
“My stomach hurts.” “That’s because you haven’t eaten anything.” “…….” “Get up. It’s already three o’clock.”
The man, half-naked with only sweatpants loosely worn, showed no trace of fatigue. Rather, his face was filled with a languid expression, as if the repeated sex had been satisfying.
Kwon Young-je’s taut, muscular belly had been rumbling since earlier. He had skipped both breakfast and lunch.
Well, to maintain that physique, he must need to eat anything. Hui-won barely managed to sit up, only to flop back down again. Ah… I really can’t move.
“I don’t know… Please eat by yourself.” “You really are high-maintenance.”
He slipped his hands under Hui-won’s waist and effortlessly lifted his sprawled body. It shouldn’t be light, yet he made it look so easy. Carrying a man nearly 180cm tall as if he were a child, he leisurely exited the bedroom.
Afraid of falling, Hui-won wrapped his arms and legs tightly around his waist and shoulders. Even in this stable position, his body swayed slightly up and down with each step. I swore I’d never do this position again… The lumbar erector muscles and inner thigh muscles, overworked all last night, ached dully.
Kwon Young-je began rummaging through the kitchen as if it were his own home. Still holding Hui-won, he yanked open the refrigerator door. Inside were only cool air and water. Peering into the empty space, he clicked his tongue.
“What on earth do you live on?” “…I don’t have any reason to cook at home.”
He spent most of the day at the company, and even after returning, he was busy collapsing into sleep. He thought cooking was something only people with leisure time could do. Or, like Kwon Young-je, one could hire a housekeeper. Neither applied to Hui-won.
Wasn’t it better than the inside of the fridge being a mess?
It wasn’t really a flaw, but he felt unnecessarily exposed. Hui-won rested his chin on the broad shoulder. Now that they were out of the bedroom, he too was starting to feel hungry. As if urging him on, he tightened his legs wrapped around his waist. Kwon Young-je only took out a bottle of water and pushed the fridge door shut with a thud.
This time, he searched the cabinets. Supporting Hui-won’s buttocks with one arm, his free hand busily opened and closed the upper cabinet doors. Kwon Young-je found an unopened pack of four instant noodles from a corner. He didn’t particularly prefer instant food, but with nothing else to eat immediately, he had no choice.
“Ah, those are probably past their expiration date.”
Hui-won muttered upon seeing the noodles. He was right. Kwon Young-je laughed, looking exasperated at the last year’s date printed on the packaging. The noodle pack in his hand was mercilessly thrown into the trash can.
He moved and laid Hui-won down on the dining table. Crack. He opened the water bottle and took a sip first. The way his Adam’s apple bobbed along his long neckline was terribly sexy.
When Hui-won looked at him with a thirsty expression, Kwon Young-je wiped his wet lips and lowered his gaze.
“Want some?”
Hui-won, lying down, merely stretched out an arm. Kwon Young-je gladly obliged the lazy request. He took a sip of water and brought his face close.
As their lips met, cool water flowed in. While gulping down the water, their tongues also rubbed against each other. Even after the water was gone, the moist flesh didn’t leave, leisurely playing around inside his mouth.
An arm wrapped around his shoulder, and his legs spread wide. Kwon Young-je was already pulling down his sweatpants. Not wearing underwear, as soon as he pushed down the waistband, the massive head of his cock sprang up. He gripped both their members together in his large hand and began to shake them.
“Hah, uh.”
Along with ragged moans, a loud rumbling sound was heard. It was hard to tell whose stomach it came from. But having a meal had already been pushed to the back burner.
As the thick glans slowly began to pry open his back entrance, Hui-won instinctively flinched. His face looking at Kwon Young-je turned pale. How can he not rest even for a moment…?
The hole was sore and stung just from being touched, and the semen deposited inside hadn’t even been cleaned out. The feeling of lukewarm fluid seeping out from the slightly opened gap was so creepy. It felt somewhat similar to defecating.
“Haa, wait… Let’s rest a bit, ugh!”
As Kwon Young-je slowly pierced inside, Hui-won shook his head as if disgusted. The inner walls, thoroughly soaked with semen, opened smoothly with even the slightest movement.
That didn’t mean it wasn’t difficult. As his insides felt heavy again, Hui-won squeezed out tears and grabbed Kwon Young-je’s wrist. Both his fingertips and the pressed skin turned pale.
Kwon Young-je slid his member in and out at a very slow pace, as if savoring it. But that tantalizing speed was even more torturous. His inner walls were in a highly sensitive state, allowing him to feel everything in detail, from the scraping sensation on the mucous membrane to the blood vessels wrapped around the shaft.
Hui-won had nothing left that could be called vitality. What actually came out was only a clear, watery fluid. His balls also seemed to have exhausted all their seed, shriveled up.
Kwon Young-je, who had been continuing his slow thrusting, suddenly stopped moving and bent his waist deeply. Cradling Hui-won’s face in his arm, he spoke.
“Isn’t this what you wanted? You asked me to express myself more.” “The problem is you keep using sex instead of words.” “Is there a set way to express affection?” “Haa, Moo-nim, you’ve never been in a relationship, have you?” “Has Secretary Kim been in many, I see?”
Hui-won tightly closed his mouth. He knew it was pointless to babber nonsense; it would only be to his own detriment. Then, Kwon Young-je lightly nibbled the tip of his nose.
“Anyway, our relationship can’t be ordinary.” “…….” “It’s true that things have changed between us, but it’s still the same that we can’t reveal it in front of others. You agreed to that part too, Secretary Kim.” “I know.” “Instead, when it’s just the two of us, I’ll express myself without holding back.”
Kwon Young-je began moving his hips slowly again. It was clear that sex constituted the largest part of what he called ‘expression.’
Hui-won, swaying up and down with the leisurely movements, stretched out his arms and firmly pulled Kwon Young-je’s shoulders closer. Through the skin colliding against his, he could fully receive his affection.
There was no need to think too hard. Maybe this was fine as it is, he thought.
***
Even though they had become lovers, nothing seemed different on the surface.
Both men, who disliked others’ attention, still maintained their secret relationship. They thoroughly hid their special feelings for each other and merely carried out their respective roles diligently.
If one were to list the advantages of being an executive secretary, it was being able to stay by his side all day long.
Of course, there were still quite a few people who viewed him with prejudice due to the ‘Omega Secretary’ title. Scandalous rumors still existed, but precisely because of that, he showed an even more restrained demeanor in front of others. Above all, since Kwon Young-je maintained a cold distance, there was no problem.
The executive elevator became as packed as a bean sprout container. Hui-won gave up his spot to the pushing crowd and retreated to the corner.
As always, Kwon Young-je stood steadfast nearby. The distance was barely over ten centimeters, close enough to hear breathing, but the two looked straight ahead as if ignoring each other. However, the space was so cramped that the back of his hand lightly brushed against his.
He thought he would naturally avoid it, but instead, Kwon Young-je cleverly wrapped his ring finger around Hui-won’s finger. Startled by the unexpected contact, Hui-won looked back, but Kwon Young-je stared shamelessly at the floor indicator panel with a nonchalant expression.
A silly laugh escaped him. Hui-won bit his lip, barely suppressing the smile spreading across his face.
Was this the thrill of an office romance? Just secretly holding hands was incredibly exhilarating. Moreover, Kwon Young-je’s sudden displays of affection like this also contributed to the pleasure.
As the elevator stopped, the entwined fingers quietly separated.
Even as people got on and off, their expressions remained perfectly calm throughout. However, the sensation lingering on his fingertips didn’t easily fade. Hui-won, with his hands behind his back, secretly wiggled his fingers.