By Zephyria 
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After dropping off Eun-won and returning home, Cha Se-jin went straight into his bathroom to calm the arousal that had sparked between his fingers. As soon as he entered his room, he stripped and turned on the water.
He had become aroused just from the simple touch of their hands. To be more precise, he had an erection because Eun-won hadn’t pulled his hand away and stayed still, and every time Eun-won’s fingers twitched slightly, Se-jin felt himself tighten further. Then, as Eun-won got out of the car, their fingers had intertwined deeply. The sensation of rubbing against each other, locking tight before finally parting, still lingered.
“…Whew, fuck….”
He didn’t know how long it had been since he last masturbated. If he wanted to relieve this urge with just anyone, he could easily find someone right now. Even on the way home after dropping off Eun-won, hadn’t several people messaged him asking what he was up to? He could have just grabbed anyone. That was never a difficult task for Cha Se-jin. It had been that way until now, and it would continue to be. However, this current desire wasn’t something that just anyone could satisfy.
It had to be Eun-won—the one who flinched in surprise when their hands brushed, who looked awkward but didn’t pull away when his hand was covered, who acted bold yet couldn’t bring himself to look Se-jin in the eye out of shyness, staring out the window until he reached his house and barely managed a greeting before fleeing inside.
He had to be exactly that bold, and exactly that subtle. When nervous or excited, he had to smell like warm milk, and his face had to be beautiful when he cried. And there was only one person in the world like that.
“Ah… ngh….”
Recalling Eun-won’s face as he cried before him, Cha Se-jin’s hand movements grew faster. Gripping his fully erect member and stroking the shaft rapidly, the sensation of climax began to cling to him. The soft, sweet scent that emanated from his hands, his neck, his hair, and his cheeks flickered in his mind.
He wanted to make him cry. He wanted to suck on that body drenched in the scent of milk, showing no mercy until he wept. What kind of face would he make when stripped naked? Would that pure and clean boy’s nipples harden when aroused? If he touched them with the tip of his tongue and sucked them, would the inside become wet? What expression would he wear as the lubrication, wetting his insides, began to flow…
“Ngh…!”
A significant amount of semen burst from the tip where droplets had gathered. Loving the afterglow of the orgasm, Cha Se-jin closed his eyes and stroked himself a few more times. Strength surged once more through his firm waist and thighs as the remaining pleasure spread slowly. Exhaling a long breath, Cha Se-jin opened his eyes, letting the image of a panting Eun-won drift away from his mind.
“…Whew.”
It was troublesome that his member remained firm even after ejaculating once. He wondered what was wrong with him, feeling like some middle schooler in puberty whose body would heat up and lead to nocturnal emissions at the slightest stimulation.
However, feeling pathetic didn’t make the erection go away, so in the end, he had no choice but to grip his hardened member again. All while facing the image of a sobbing, panting Eun-won that he hadn’t been able to drive out of his head.
Ultimately, it was only after ejaculating two more times in succession that Cha Se-jin finished his shower and stepped out. Separate from the lethargy in his body following the masturbation, he wasn’t particularly in the mood to sleep.
Thinking he should head to the main house to have a glass of wine with his parents, he left the annex. As he approached the main house, he saw his Hyung and his wife coming out. The two of them, whose relationship was too ambiguous to be called good or bad, walked out side-by-side and looked at Cha Se-jin. Seeing that they had visited the main house together, it seemed they had come out after discussing business with their father. After all, ‘work’ was the only thing the two of them had to talk about when they were together.
“Let’s have a drink.”
“Oh, I actually came to have a drink with Mom and Dad. Please join us, sister-in-law.”
At Cha Se-jin’s words, Yoo Tae-ra gave a bright, wide smile, but gently yet firmly declined, saying she wanted to go to sleep rather than drink, and left the main house first. Taking his eyes off Yoo Tae-ra’s retreating figure, Cha Se-jin looked at Cha Se-gyu.
“Where?”
“Let’s go to your place.”
“Sure.”
Returning to the annex, Cha Se-jin brought out a bottle of his prized wine. Since neither of them particularly liked having side dishes with their alcohol, he prepared only a simple plate of Brie cheese.
“The garden?”
“No, just inside.”
“Okay.”
Cha Se-jin went to the living room where Cha Se-gyu was sitting and placed the glasses, the wine, and the cheese plate on the table. He opened the cork, smelled the aroma, and filled the glasses. He lightly clinked his glass against his brother’s before taking a sip. His mind, which had been languidly relaxed, suddenly felt a sharp spark.
“Do it.”
“Do what?”
“You have something to say.”
“I want to hear what you’re thinking. There’s no way you’re getting married just for a face.”
“That’s right. I am getting married just for the face.”
Cha Se-jin answered lightly and smiled at Cha Se-gyu, who was staring at him intently. He couldn’t understand why everyone thought he must have some ‘real reason.’ It was a marriage to maximize mutual benefit anyway; if the person’s face happened to be appealing as well, it should be a cause for celebration. He honestly didn’t understand why they viewed it as something so trivial.
“No matter how much of an arranged marriage it is, your attitude is too light right now.”
“In the end, you’re just saying the same thing as Father.”
“No, Father is worried that Seo Eun-won might suffer because you’re taking this lightly. I’m saying this because I’m worried that the synergy between the companies might fizzle out because of your attitude. The resort project is important for us too. It must succeed, and for that, we need Baum.”
“I know. That’s why I’m getting married.”
“I’m saying it’s not that simple. You know why I married Director Yoo, and why we strictly keep separate rooms even after marriage. You should also know how a useless variable like emotion can easily deal a fatal blow. You call it marriage, but in the end, an arranged marriage is the same as signing a contract. A contract that cannot be easily torn up. You’re trying to sign an important contract without even looking at the contents, simply because the quality of the paper is good.”
Looking into Cha Se-gyu’s serious eyes, Cha Se-jin took another sip of wine and refilled his glass. There wasn’t much to say to words that sounded less like a brother’s concern and more like a warning from the Vice President of Sewon telling him not to ruin his business.
“The stocks and reputation of Sewon, the success of the project, and even the survival of Baum are all riding on that one signature.”
“Why do you have to make it sound so scary? Even if it’s arranged, it’s still a marriage. A marriage. Deciding to live together and then living together. You and your wife live together even though you aren’t each other’s type, so why can’t you just congratulate me since I actually like him? Why do you keep trying to scare me?”
“If you’re being sincere with Seo Eun-won, then it’s fine. As your Hyung, I’d congratulate you on that. But if this is just an extension of the casual flings you’ve had, stop right there and don’t mix in any emotions. You’re good at it, aren’t you? Just playing around without emotions.”
“What, are you being sarcastic?”
“Does it sound that way?”
“It’s more annoying because you’re pretending it’s not.”
Having listened to such a boring conversation, the taste of the wine plummeted. Cha Se-jin downed the remainder of his glass in one go, pushed the glass aside, and sank deep into the sofa.
“It’s a bit different from before.”
“What is?”
“I’m… a bit swayed.”
“You are?”
“Yeah, how do I put it… There’s no reason to go easy on him, but I keep doing it. I could do whatever I want, I’m allowed to, but I just end up doing whatever Seo Eun-won wants.”
“Are you pretending to accommodate him just to seduce him and get your way?”
“I can’t say it’s not that. But I don’t think that’s all of it. I’m not exactly sure what it is, but even though there are many easier ways to get what I want, I don’t feel like doing it that way.”
“Do you like him?”
True to being his brother, Cha Se-gyu was blunt. He was even less capable of speaking in circles than Se-jin and hated wasting emotions or time in that manner.
“I don’t know. I’ve never liked anyone before. It’s just…”
“…….”
“Sometimes he’s pitiful, every day he’s beautiful, and often he’s cute.”
Recalling Eun-won’s face, Cha Se-jin let out a small sigh. The image of him being pitiful occasionally, beautiful every day, and cute often filled his mind.
Watching Cha Se-jin, Cha Se-gyu stopped drinking and put down his glass. The words coming from his brother’s mouth were things that would never be used in a business-like marriage—private, warm words that he himself did not know.
“…….”
Cha Se-gyu’s gaze, which had been staring intently at Cha Se-jin, gradually softened. The somewhat cold energy that had filled his heart until a moment ago vanished, replaced by a complex and subtle worry for his younger brother.
“You’re sincere, aren’t you.”
“I don’t even know what ‘sincere’ means in this case. How do you know that?”
Cha Se-jin roughly rubbed the back of his head and swept his bangs aside, avoiding eye contact as he let out another long sigh. Sincerity—what on earth was this ‘sincerity’? Perhaps because it was a concept he had never considered, it felt exceptionally difficult. Watching Cha Se-jin, Cha Se-gyu let out a breathy laugh and took a sip of the wine he had left untouched.