By Zephyria “First… come over here.”
As the voice gradually approached, Mu-hae burrowed between the boxes.
He first put his body into the deep crevice and pulled Joo-oh, who followed without resistance and got squeezed in tightly.
“Shh.” Joo-oh nodded at Mu-hae, who put his index finger to his lips and looked down.
Seeing him like this, his eyelashes were surprisingly long. Every time he blinked, his long, thick eyelashes fluttered.
“The amount you’re sending these days is getting slower and slower. The store manager says to tell him if there’s any left over. Says the taste changes.”
“What time do we have to change? It’s not for personal storage, and it’s being used up quickly. Just increase it a little more.”
A conversation that wouldn’t sound suspicious if you didn’t know was passing by them.
“Oh, right. About the five empty bottles from last time, it wasn’t that they didn’t come, but it was a lamp problem. They said the identification isn’t working well, so mark it properly.”
“It’s hard for us to be too blatant. I’ll pass the message on.”
As the voice got closer, Mu-hae even reduced his breathing. But Joo-oh, as if lacking oxygen, put his nose to the other’s neck and breathed heavily.
A ticklish breath was felt through the shirt collar that was loosened by one button during break time. Mu-hae twitched his eyes and nudged him, and his handsome face slowly came up to meet his.
Joo-oh, seen from close range, had such an innocent expression that Mu-hae wanted to poke his forehead and push him away.
However, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if it wasn’t a coincidence that he kept puffing out air.
The fragrant body odor that he recognized in that instant. At this point, Mu-hae was forgetting the situation and was curious. Why does he smell so good in any situation?
A male who has grown this much usually stinks, regardless of whether they are human, Beast, or animal. Mu-hae was one of the few who didn’t have a body odor, but even so, he had never smelled like he had washed so well and rubbed in fragrance, even when he was young.
Squeeze. With no signal, Joo-oh, who had lowered his head again, pressed his head against Mu-hae’s body. It was clearly the area around his neck that was touching, but it felt like somewhere inside his lungs was being pressed down.
At the same time, Mu-hae realized anew that his body was tightly touching him. It felt like Joo-oh’s warmth was seeping through his clothes and into his skin.
A sensation that was gradually becoming heavier. It was clear that Joo-oh had relaxed. He leaned against Mu-hae as if he was using the narrow gap and pressure as an excuse to be lazy.
And the way he wiggled his legs was felt way too much. At the strange stimulation, the fine hairs on Mu-hae’s neck began to stand on end.
“……Geon said he’ll say hello sometime.”
“He should come in person. We can’t go.”
Mu-hae tried to pull himself together and listened to the conversation outside. Did Joo-oh say he saw that person in Sakdal?
There must have been at least hundreds of humans who passed by that day, how could he remember that?
It was likely just a misunderstanding or another nonsense. Still, if the origin of the smuggling was Sakdal, the conversation would roughly fit.
Wiggle, squeeze. No sooner had he started thinking than Joo-oh grabbed his waist.
He must have been sticking to him without thinking, as he always did, but Mu-hae almost flinched.
“Hee.”
A small laugh that even Mu-hae could barely hear reached his neck.
He was happy. He had forgotten that he came to work and was filled with satisfaction. When Mu-hae didn’t push him away and remained silent, he even gently rubbed his forehead against his under his chin.
Tap, tap. Mu-hae touched the clinging fingers to give him a warning. He frowned at the eyes that rolled up at him.
His red eyes became sullen at the warning not to disturb him, but still, his body, once attached, did not fall off.
‘This is…….’
Well, it was a space where there was no room to back down anyway. If he just didn’t pay attention, this moment would pass.
He tried to listen to the sounds outside again, but his mind kept wandering elsewhere.
Like the warmth that wrapped around his gradually stiffening waist. Or Joo-oh’s shoulder and the chest that was pressed tightly against his.
Come to think of it, Joo-oh’s expression seemed a little limp. He took a small breath and smiled brightly at Mu-hae.
The corners of his mouth were also relaxed. As he often did, as if he was drunk on someone’s scent.
Rattle- Clunk.
Screech, Thud! Thud!
A loud noise began to ring out from outside, as if something was being pushed, pulled, and moved.
Clatter. The box that was slightly pushed against Mu-hae’s body made a small noise, but it was buried without a trace in the noise.
“Stop it.”
Only then did he whisper a warning to Joo-oh. He must have taken it as a signal that he could say that, because instead of falling off, he gave him an amazing answer.
“Sunbae. The smell is getting stronger.”
Shit. The fresh body, which didn’t know the situation, was the same. The body temperature, which had risen and become hot, was slowly melting the already limp Joo-oh even more.
He neatly arranged the hair that had grown longer and pulled it up, and the end of Joo-oh’s round ear looked especially better.
So much so that he wanted to put his thumb on it and rub it hard.
“Huum. Haha……”
Joo-oh kept rubbing his face against Mu-hae’s neck and smelling it deeply.
The skin that was touching him was definitely warmer. He was even standing on tiptoe in between, was that perhaps his lips?
The thought that he might bite his neck with his teeth made his spine tingle and his heart drop.
His heart was now really pounding. The feeling of being suffocated was either fear or excitement.
Judging from the stack he had built up so far, it was definitely the latter. A curse leaked out from between Mu-hae’s teeth.
As soon as his head defined that reaction, his pants were a little tight, damn it.
‘I’m infiltrating. I’m infiltrating.’
His body, which was full of unnecessary strength, shouldn’t cause another accident.
He gritted his teeth as hard as he could to avoid reacting to Joo-oh’s movements and groping hands.
“Let go.”
But what would he know? His shameless body was just horny at the thoughtless gestures.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t kick Joo-oh away here, so he had to try to appease him.
“If you let go……”
Mu-hae barely opened his mouth in a voice that was so low and small that it almost scratched his vocal cords.
“If you let go, I’ll touch you. Take your hands off and move your legs.”
Don’t push your thighs between my legs. He swallowed the last words.
He would rather bite his tongue than let Joo-oh find out that his dog-like thing, which didn’t even recognize its owner, was swelling up.
“……Really?”
It was definitely an effective persuasion. His hands, which had been limp but still had a strong grip, quickly disappeared from his side.
“Quickly.”
Joo-oh’s head urged him and bumped his shoulder.
Mu-hae raised his hand with the most ferocious face he had made recently.
It was hard to retrace how a perfectly normal job had turned out like this.
‘Damn it.’
Besides, he wanted to stroke his head, but there wasn’t enough space to move his arm that far.
He was about to put his hand on his jacket, but when he grabbed it, the thin shirt touched his hand.
Joo-oh’s body temperature, his lean and flexible waist, was felt closely and vividly.
Squeeze. He messed up his neatly arranged hair and pressed it against Mu-hae’s shoulder.
He was telling him to move quickly. Even though he wasn’t in his right mind, he knew the definition of touching him well.
Mu-hae gritted his teeth and lightly rubbed his waist. Only then did Joo-oh’s neck relax and his naughty head leaned obediently on his shoulder.
‘……What is this?’
Damn it. He had managed to get Joo-oh’s hands off, but it was still difficult.
He could just stroke his head. He could pinch his ears, rub his cheeks, and rub under his chin.
Every place he touched on his waist was a subtle place to touch. If he didn’t want to accidentally lower his fingertips below his pants, it would be better to wrap his back and sweep it up.
Mu-hae slowly groped Joo-oh’s body and found the hollow back. He moved his hand to the center and stroked along his spine, and his body, which had been leaning on him, trembled.
Hoo…… The ticklish breath touched his neck, making him feel even hotter. Feeling stuffy, Mu-hae pinched and grabbed his side with his remaining hand.
“Eung.”
“Don’t make noise.”
“Touch me under my clothes.”
“No.”
Joo-oh’s touch me repertoire had evolved one step further.
He felt so ashamed that his lower abdomen was tingling when he heard that.
Why was he making him do this kind of thing? Regardless of his lamenting head, increasingly dangerous signals were coming over him.
“I think I can go in first before I come to check the goods later.”
“Shall we? Ah, you’re always giving me so much for my trouble……”
To make matters worse, the loud noise stops. Mu-hae took a deep breath and whispered as he released the waist he was holding.
“The rest, not now.”
He was worried that Joo-oh, who had gone out of his mind, might insist.
Unlike what he was worried about, the head leaning on his shoulder moved obediently, nodding.
“Let’s go out together. I need to go to the bathroom before the logistics inspection comes.”
When the sound of the conversation decreased and even the footsteps were far away, Mu-hae came out of the gap in the boxes first.
In a short moment, the back of his shirt was damp with sweat. He glanced down and was relieved to see that the volume had only increased slightly.
“Haa…… Come out.”
“Eung. No, yes.”
Joo-oh seemed a little dazed, but soon followed him and grabbed Mu-hae’s sleeve.
“Let go. Fix your clothes.”
Mu-hae buttoned his shirt up to his neck and took off his crooked glasses and shoved them into his pocket.
He recalled the rat meat he had seen earlier, the stench of urine that was layered in the bar’s bathroom, and the unidentified sticky substance stuck to the corner of the hover truck, and the heat slowly subsided, although he felt a little nauseous.
“You said you saw that person in Sakdal earlier?”
When he checked again, Joo-oh nodded vigorously as if he was right.
Even if Joo-oh recognized him by luck, the smuggling method doesn’t seem very elaborate.
Gu-reum wouldn’t have sent two people to the warehouse, taking the risk, without knowing this.
Her words, ‘Go and see for yourself and tell me your personal opinion,’ lingered in Mu-hae’s ears.