By Zephyria 
“Ah!”
Finally, a short moan burst out, and liquid poured into his throat. As he slowly pulled his head back, he steadily swallowed the semen.
Fuck, who would’ve thought I’d lose my mind and suck a man’s cock and swallow his semen? And Cha Min-ho’s, at that. I swallowed a laugh along with the overwhelming gush of fluid.
The squelching sound that comes with a mouth full of wetness echoed repeatedly. Between my lips gripping the shaft, semen and saliva that I hadn’t fully swallowed leaked out. Even so, I gulped down what remained in my mouth, rubbing the glans with the tip of my tongue to drain every last drop of semen.
“Ngh…”
I licked the shaft in one long stroke with a tongue coated in semen and pulled my head back. A cloudy string of fluid stretched like a spiderweb before finally snapping. At the same time, a hot sensation spread from my throbbing lower half. Gyu-oh, glancing down at his wet groin, grinned and locked eyes with Min-ho.
“I came too, Darling.”
Won Gyu-oh has really become a total gay. He ejaculated just by sucking Cha Min-ho’s cock, without touching a single thing with his hands. Even the damp sensation of his underwear soaking through felt more like an aphrodisiac than something unpleasant.
Pushing himself up on his knees, Gyu-oh stripped off his wet underwear and pants in one go. Splat—the sound was quite dull, perhaps because they were so saturated.
“Is this how it ends?”
“…….”
He stroked the shaft coated in cloudy fluid and rubbed the glans, intertwining his gaze with Min-ho’s. Looking down at Min-ho, who was still staring at him with feverish eyes, he stuck out his tongue and slowly licked the semen clinging to his lower lip.
“What should we do?”
A persistent gaze clung to the Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed. Thump, thump—the sound of his heart racing from excitement felt as if it were drumming against his eardrums.
After watching him silently, Min-ho shifted his body. He then pulled down the clothes and underwear clumsily tangled around his ankles and piled them on top of Gyu-oh’s discarded clothes.
“……What are you asking?”
“I knew you’d do that.”
Gyu-oh leaned his upper body forward, bracing his hand beside Min-ho’s face. Covered by his shadow, Min-ho simply reached out and hugged him back.
The two of them were steadily moving through the stages that lovers go through. Learning each other’s habits, adjusting, and creating new ones.
It had been a movie chosen with considerable thought, but he couldn’t remember anything from the halfway point onward.
* * *
“It finally fell into our laps.”
The T Corporation contract acquisition, which had been such a headache, was eventually won by Woowon. He remembered hearing that they were selected because their financial stability was exceptionally high, but after that, he couldn’t focus properly because he was too preoccupied with Min-ho. Min-ho had been bowing his head for a long time, hand pressed to his forehead.
While every employee in this company had struggled in their own way, no one had been as messily entangled as Cha Min-ho. It was only natural for a myriad of emotions to surge.
To outsiders, they might look like some kind of gangster syndicate, but this was, nonetheless, an executive meeting. Every time the men in tight-fitting suits clapped their hands, the space seemed to hum.
“……Haa.”
In the midst of it, Min-ho could only let out a faint sigh. Just clear all those bulky guys out, seriously. Gyu-oh signaled the man sitting in the seat of honor with a glance, hinting for him to wrap things up quickly. Fortunately, the man in the seat of honor today had a special relationship with Gyu-oh and read the atmosphere quickly.
“Anyway, the articles aren’t out yet, so keep your mouths shut. If anything leaks, everyone here will be dealt with accordingly.”
“Yes, sir!”
A thunderous response followed immediately. They really are former gangsters; their way of speaking is so aggressive. Gyu-oh kept his hand quietly placed on Min-ho’s motionless back.
“Everyone worked hard, so keep working hard. Ensure the employees’ safety thoroughly. Now, dismissed.”
With the sound of palms clapping, people began to stand up one by one. Mu-gyeong, with his hands shoved in his pockets, approached them. He placed a hand on Min-ho’s shoulder and gave it a light pat.
“Good job.”
“I thought it was going to fall through. I’m glad.”
Min-ho leaned back against the chair with a relieved expression. He must have been under immense stress from the moment they started preparing in earnest. He was glad the result of pushing through to the end was satisfying.
“You really put in the effort. Since we’re at it, a company dinner—ah, is a dinner okay?”
The question was suddenly directed at him. Gyu-oh, who had been subtly gripping Min-ho’s cold hand, flinched his shoulder.
“……Why are you asking me that?”
“Because you’ve been so wishy-washy in the middle.”
“Hmm.”
To be honest, he had changed his mind several times while being swayed by Cha Min-ho’s wandering. He thought it would be good to have dinners often so that Hyung wouldn’t meet other men while drinking heavily, but then there were times he felt it was a waste because it took away the time they could spend just the two of them.
Above all, he was in a situation where he couldn’t decide on his own now. Because he wasn’t single anymore?
Gyu-oh swept the inside of his cheek with his tongue and quietly shifted his eyes. Min-ho’s brown eyes, which met his immediately, closed and opened calmly. That was the signal for permission.
“The master says it’s fine.”
“Crazy, it’s a disaster.”
Mu-gyeong, wearing a reluctant expression, took out his phone and checked it. After appearing to leave a message for someone, he tucked the phone back into his jacket’s front pocket.
“Let’s just have a simple dinner among ourselves.”
“Sure.”
“Be even more careful after the articles are released. Don’t let your guard down.”
There were many competitors who looked down on Woowon, claiming it started as a gangster group. When Woowon won a contract, threats born of resentment were more frequent than one might think. Still, the saving grace was that they were people already tempered by such threats.
“Especially you.”
Mu-gyeong patted Min-ho’s shoulder once more. While his hand was on Min-ho, his gaze was fixed on Gyu-oh, meaning he should protect him well. Instead of the obvious answer that he shouldn’t worry, Gyu-oh lowered his voice playfully.
“Director, do you know how scary Director Cha is? Last time, he absolutely wrecked two huge guys. My heart fluttered just watching that. It reminded me of the old days.”
“Sounds like you’re saying you want to end up like that too.”
Min-ho tapped the floor near Gyu-oh’s feet with his dress shoe. A dress shoe and a sneaker, without a speck of dust. Though the ground they stepped on seemed entirely different, in the end, the two were walking the same path. For some reason, that fact felt unbearably overwhelming. Since his relationship with Min-ho became certain, sudden surges of emotion often hit him.
“I’d be honored, but shall we dismiss for now?”
He hurriedly stood up and wrapped up the situation. Seeing him flustered, Min-ho walked away calmly, and Mu-gyeong flicked his eyebrows and clicked his tongue, as if he knew exactly why Gyu-oh was acting so rushed.
After parting with Mu-gyeong, they returned to the office. Following Min-ho, who led the way, Gyu-oh entered and engaged the lock.
“What are you locking that for?”
“Just, you never know. If Hyung suddenly gets horny, I have to accommodate you.”
“That won’t happen.”
Waving his hand dismissively, Min-ho took a seat in the chair. Then, he put his glasses back on. After crossing such a huge mountain, he could have taken a breather, yet he thought of looking at work immediately. He really is a relentless man.
While grumbling inwardly, Gyu-oh let out a silly smile, captivated by the face of the sensitive, bespectacled beauty.
“Hyung, do you want to go to my place after the dinner?”
It was the kind of line a sleazy bum would throw to flirt, but Min-ho countered it with familiarity.
“I don’t know. I’ll go if there’s something good there.”
Gyu-oh’s gaze shifted to the nape of Min-ho’s neck as he turned toward the monitor. Though he had tried to hide it with the shirt collar, a faint red hickey was precariously visible. It was to the point where one wouldn’t notice without observing closely, but to Gyu-oh, who had left that mark, it was vividly clear.
“There’s a younger guy who’s fit, cute, handsome, and good at doing what he’s told.”
“Hmm.”
At the ensuing self-praise, Min-ho let out a breath with a crooked smirk. Gyu-oh slightly pushed the chair Min-ho was sitting in and perched on the desk, obscuring the monitor. Then, he reached out and slowly removed the glasses.
“How about it?”
“Not bad.”
“Ah, why!”
While the look with glasses was quite sexy, they got in the way during a kiss. But since he couldn’t go without them, he pushed the glasses far enough that they were out of reach and leaned down. He gripped the slightly plump cheeks and pressed their lips together deeply. A ticklish kiss without mixing tongues lasted for a long time.
“If I go to your place today, I’ll definitely be late tomorrow. Then I’ll have to work overtime.”
“…….”
Honestly, he could make it to work on time if he tried, but who knows what would happen if they did this and that in the morning too. Unable to give a definitive answer that he wouldn’t be late, he simply curled his wet lips inward.
“If you’ll stay and work overtime with me, then I’ll go.”
“Ah, Cha Min-ho really kills the mood.”
“If you don’t want to, don’t.”
“Who said I don’t want to?”
It seemed it would take a long time to fix his workaholic personality, but that was okay. It wasn’t as if he didn’t know Min-ho was that kind of person. It was because of that upright and blind personality that he was able to reach him.
Lips that hadn’t stopped smiling locked together deeply again. It was a lover’s kiss, sharing tongues and exchanging saliva.
Epilogue
This year, there wasn’t much snow, but when it did fall, the momentum was incredible. The snow began to fall at a time when an ordinary office worker would have already returned home and finished dinner. The snowfall was so dense that visibility was barely maintained.
“Mm, mm. Mm.”
Cutting through that snowfall, Min-ho’s car was driving at a slow speed. However, the difference from usual was that the person holding the steering wheel was Gyu-oh, and he was in the car alone. He tapped the steering wheel and hummed along, immediately skipping the track whenever a slow-tempo song came on.
“Ah, you have to listen to this masterpiece in winter.”
With a few concise taps, he played an exciting carol and hummed, nodding his head. Pretending to adjust the rearview mirror, he slightly shifted his angle to check the lights clinging closely behind. That black car had been persistently following him since he left the company parking lot.
“If Min-ho Hyung had been driving, he wouldn’t have been able to follow.”
Hyung’s driving is rough, unlike his appearance. He wouldn’t have been that careful on a snowy road. To the point where the car tailing them wouldn’t have been able to keep up properly.
After listening to the high-pitched carol for a while, Gyu-oh slowly turned into a side road. Because the weather was bad and there were no people passing by, tire tracks appeared on the white, snow-covered road. The wheels of the tailing vehicle were carved over those tracks.
“Safe arrival!”
There was a large abandoned factory nearby. Since the surroundings were dark, it wouldn’t be recognizable unless one came close and looked.
Gyu-oh quickly turned off the engine and got out of the car. He fumbled through the darkness and opened the door to the abandoned factory. The interior was equally dark, but a dim light leaked from a small container room placed to one side.
“…….”
Instead of heading there, he went toward the darkest corner. After a few steps, his shadow was completely buried. As he held his breath for a few minutes, a presence leaked through the gap of the door that wasn’t fully closed. It was so faint that it almost sounded like the whistling of the snow. He held his breath for a moment so his respiration wouldn’t spread.
Soon, a figure was seen stealthily entering through the gap in the door. The silhouette peered around the surroundings and approached the lit container room. Gyu-oh also carefully stepped out of the darkness.
“Hey.”
The startled man snapped around and immediately lowered his center of gravity. He was holding something in his hand, but it was impossible to identify because it was dark.
“Why do you keep following our Director?”
“…….”
The man remained silent. Whether he came alone or not, he didn’t even shout for help.
Clack—as he lightly pushed the half-open door shut, the lights turned on simultaneously. Following that, the bulky guys in the container room swarmed out. Thinking about how those hulks had been cramming their bodies into such a narrow space was both pitiful and funny.
The corner of Gyu-oh’s mouth, which had slightly curled up, stiffened as soon as he clearly identified the man’s silhouette.
“……You’ve got a good body, huh?”
“What?”
The man seemed quite bewildered that someone was evaluating his physique in such a situation. The man’s eyes furrowed sharply. But for Gyu-oh, it was quite important.
The bastard who gloomily followed Cha Min-ho, didn’t mind following him to such a secret place, and they’re only meeting for the first time? On top of that, he’s fit? That is a seriously dangerous problem. Of course? Hyung would never stray.
The playfulness that had been on his face until a moment ago vanished completely. Then, he swept the inside of his cheek with his tongue and tilted his head. Perhaps the suddenly chilly atmosphere was conveyed, as he could feel the man tensing up.
“This won’t do. Adding a penalty for being insolent.”
“What the fuck are you talking about!”
At the same time the man spat out a curse, the bulky guys swarmed him. It was unfair—one against many—but there was no need to feel sympathy for a bastard who had stealthily followed Min-ho intending to harm him. No matter how skilled he was, he wouldn’t be able to overcome a dozen men. Of course? I could.
Staring silently at the messy interior, Gyu-oh took a piece of gum out of his pocket. Perhaps because it was cold, it was stiff and snapped, but after chewing it a few times, it became soft. This is just like Cha Min-ho. The way the sweetness comes out the more you chew it, exactly…
“I really am a perverted animal, seriously.”
Even on this cold day, his lower half twitched. Since he was thinking of Cha Min-ho, perhaps it was a natural reaction. Chewing the gum loudly, he poked his head through the closed door gap to check the surroundings and acted fussily, fiddling with an old lightbulb.
The man was quickly subdued, but he was quite tight-lipped. Even when asked who sent him, he kept his mouth shut for an hour and a half.
“It’s fucking cold. Don’t you think?”
“…….”
Gyu-oh bent his knees to meet the man’s eye level. He rested his arms on both knees and chewed his gum in a slouching posture. Perhaps because he hadn’t used any violence, the man’s face was clean. Is that why he’s not in the mood to speak?
Cold, black pupils scanned the man up and down. He pushed the gum out with the tip of his tongue and blew air into it. Pop! The bubble burst shortly after.
“Hey, bring that over here.”
“…….”
“It’s so cold that this gentleman’s mouth seems to be frozen shut.”
What Gyu-oh pointed to with his chin was a square piece of timber stuck in a drum. One of the bulky guys grabbed a piece of timber of varying length, which had been kept to be used as kindling. The end of the timber, which scattered black ash with every step, was bright red with accumulated heat.
“If it’s hard to open your mouth, shall I gouge it open for you?”
“…….”
The man’s pupils trembled slightly, but he did not open his mouth. Instead, he only curled his lower lip inward.
Hmm. Since he’s sitting comfortably with a warm back, his discipline has slackened, huh? Gyu-oh, scanning the man sitting on the freezing floor with disapproval, picked up the chewed gum with his finger. Then, he attached it to the pointed end of the timber. He said he attached it, but it was precarious, as if it would fall with the slightest movement.
“Now, if this stays attached, I won’t ask any more and I’ll let you go quietly. But if it falls? Then you’re stripping completely naked and going to that—frozen open lot over there, got it?”
“…….”
The pale lips trembled slightly. It seemed he hated the idea of freezing to death more than having his mouth poked with timber. Gyu-oh lifted the timber slightly and struck the floor. Thwack! With a short bursting sound, the black ash clinging to the end of the timber scattered. The grape-flavored lump of gum also rolled across the floor.
“Oh? It fell.”
“…….”
“Escort him out—”
As Gyu-oh shook his hands and tried to stand up, a force gripped his pant leg. The man desperately held on, his lips trembling.
“I, I just took money and agreed to do this one thing… just this. I don’t know, uh, anything in detail.”
Every time he spoke while exhaling labored breaths, thick clouds of white breath flowed out. Gyu-oh’s lips curled up silently.
“Looks like the mouth has thawed now. Let’s escort him somewhere warm, shall we?”
“Yes, sir.”
Gyu-oh leisurely followed as the bulky guys bound the man and entered the container room.
Who sent him, how much he was paid—the necessary information could be heard through the man’s mouth. After finishing the recording, he told the man to continue pretending to tail Min-ho.
That didn’t mean he planned to let him go easily. While checking if the man’s words were true, he would match one of their bulky guys as a couple—no, as a monitor. A stiff guy who wouldn’t catch any eyes, for sure.
“The rest of you, dismissed.”
“Yes, are you heading home straight away?”
The guy, who was sliding thick leather gloves onto his rugged hands, asked where I was headed. A question like that was nothing more than a formality, but Gyu-oh reacted with feigned sensitivity. Doesn’t he know I’m taken? He’s been showing too much interest since last time.
“Don’t be too interested in my private life. You’re not my style.”
“……Yes, sir.”
Gyu-oh patted the shoulder of the man, who answered with an expression that didn’t hide the fact that he thought Gyu-oh was talking absolute nonsense.
“It’s easier once you give up. Though it might be hard since I’m not the type of person who’s easy to forget.”
“Get home safe……”
The man trailed off and turned his head away, as if he didn’t even want to converse. Whether he was just rude or ignoring me, I’ll have to set him straight properly some other time. Regardless, getting home was the priority. As he left the cluttered container room, he made a phone call.
—Are you done?
The question was calm, as if the other person had already guessed the situation. The atmosphere of cold pressure he had maintained toward his counterpart just moments ago melted away, replaced by a whining tone.
“Mm-hmm. I’ll send the recording soon. I was really cold and scared, Hyung.”
—Coming home?
Why does everyone, here and there, ignore what I say so much? But he didn’t snap back like he did earlier. Cha Min-ho was the kind of person who would melt if you softened him up.
“Can I go to your place, Hyung? My hands are frozen solid, so I wish someone would hold them.”
Drawing out the end of his sentence, he opened the closed iron door. Screeech. He had tried to open it quietly, but it let out a fairly sharp noise. He stopped all movement, gauging the reaction of the person on the phone whom he couldn’t see.
It was a fact he realized belatedly: just hearing the sounds that evoked memories of the abandoned factory over the phone was enough to trigger nightmares for the other. He felt like punching himself for having excitedly called every time he finished a job, unaware of that.
Now, nightmares rarely happened, but still, he worried that he might have touched upon a bad memory.
—Sure. I just showered and lay down.
Even as the desolate and freezing aura of the abandoned factory drifted through, Cha Min-ho no longer grew tense. He no longer feared the onset of nightmares. Perhaps it was because he finally had someone to lean on. And that person would be him.
A sense of responsibility, unburdened by anyone else’s demands, surged within him. When he thought about making Cha Min-ho—a man who didn’t know how to care for himself or how to properly receive a caring touch—completely dependent on him, his heart beat with a pleasant pulse.
“Why go out of your way to mention you showered? Should I take that as a sign that you’re… preparing for me?”
—You crazy bastard. Aren’t you tired?
“You didn’t say no.”
He wiped away the thick snow that had accumulated on the windshield over the last few hours with his bare hands. It was incredibly cold, but perhaps because his heart was boiling over, it was bearable.
—……Sigh, just drive.
“Uwoong, Darling. Don’t sleep, wait for me, okay?”
—Hurry up. Before I fall asleep.
The voice was intentionally blunt, but Gyu-oh knew. If he were truly annoyed or bothered, he would have just hung up. That meant Cha Min-ho didn’t dislike talking to him. Furthermore, it meant that Won Gyu-oh was a special existence.
—Wait. There’s a lot of snow, isn’t there? Come slowly, take your time.
“…….”
—I’ll stay awake and wait for you.
As he got into the car, the faint scent of the hand cream Cha Min-ho liked to use wafted through. A gentle fragrance always lingered wherever Hyung stayed.
Though he might not realize it, Hyung always left detailed traces of kindness everywhere, just like this scent. Following those traces, Gyu-oh had eventually been able to stand side-by-side with him. Now, he felt as though he couldn’t survive without this scent. Expanding his chest, Gyu-oh took a deep breath and answered with a smile.
“Yes. See you soon, Darling.”
—……Yeah.
The call cut off after that blunt response. The word ‘Darling,’ which he had been saving for a while, had finally found its owner. Of course, Hyung got embarrassed every time he heard it… but Gyu-oh did not doubt for a second that the day would come when he would hear the same title in return.
“Ha, so fucking cute.”
It’s all over once that blunt, indifferent man starts looking cute. Won Gyu-oh’s life was properly mortgaged. But he didn’t hate it. Rather, he wanted to bind him and sway him even more.
“It’ll take about an hour.”
It was a distance that usually took twenty minutes, but judging by the road conditions and the momentum of the falling snow, it would likely take over an hour. He should give a gift to Min-ho, who would be waiting patiently. Should he try saying ‘I love you’ today? I wonder how Hyung would react.
The car Gyu-oh drove passed through the heavily snow-covered road. In the tracks left by the wheels, only excitement dripped and pooled.
To Gyu-oh, humans were still excessively simple beings. If you put on a moderately kind smile and flattered them well, they would give their heart and trust. He had once wondered what weight was contained in a heart handed over so easily.
But now he knew. Just as life does not always flow in the desired direction, the moment sincerity is placed in a heart is something no one can predict, and it happens in an instant.