By Zephyria 
Kim Si-baek hurriedly pulled himself back behind the table.
“Wha—what are you going to do!”
“I told you, it’s nothing much. I’m just going to cover your eyes with my tie.”
“What do you want to do by covering my eyes!”
“After that, I’ll tie your wrists… Ah, what should I use for the wrists?”
Tae-un rummaged through his pockets and found a black handkerchief. Kim Si-baek almost felt proud of his preparedness and neatness in always carrying a handkerchief, but he barely managed to suppress that reflexive reaction.
“Is that all?”
“Hehehe.”
“Why aren’t you answering…”
“Do you really want to hear the details?”
“……No.”
What else would he do after covering his eyes and tying him up? It was obvious. Kim Si-baek felt more distressed than he had when he looked at the cracked table.
“I never raised you to be such a pervert…”
“That may be true, but you weren’t the one raising me during puberty.”
“……!”
“Where do you think the sexual desires of a pubescent teenager, surviving in a place where one’s life is constantly at risk, would have extended to?”
It was something he truly did not want to know.
Regardless of his distress, he couldn’t deny that he had lost the game. Kim Si-baek slumped onto the sofa.
“You have to finish this within the lunch break.”
“Shall we make a promise?”
He hooked his pinky with Tae-un’s waving finger and sealed it with a thumb-press. Even as he looked on suspiciously, Tae-un smiled beautifully while gently swaying the tie. It was a smile that chased away even the slightest flicker of trust.
“……Sigh.”
Kim Si-baek closed his eyes with a sigh. It was a relief that Biyendwe was absent, having been lured away by the Greek yogurt Lee Han-gyeol had offered, leading them to explore a yogurt cafe in front of the guild headquarters. If Biyendwe had seen this, who knows what they would have said while interfering.
His retinas were covered, and a world of darkness descended. As his vision closed, his other senses opened. The sound of Tae-un standing up. The sound of shoes stepping on the floor as he walked around the table. The rustle of clothing. The presence of someone drawing steadily closer.
He expected the tie to be wrapped around his eyes immediately, but the presence stopped right there. He could feel the low sound of breathing and a lingering presence, so he hadn’t left. He grew curious. What is he doing? Should I peek just a little? No, I promised to grant his wish…
Tap.
The wandering thoughts were instantly erased by a gentle touch pressing against the space between his brows. The bridge of the nose, eyebrows, temples, corners of the eyes, tip of the nose, philtrum, cheeks, cheekbones, eyelids… The touch, light as a down feather, seemed to play along the contours of his face, yet it was solemn, as if trying to perceive him through sensation.
His tightly wound nerves loosened following the touch, and his skin twitched with a ticklish sensation wherever the fingers brushed. Feeling that a deep breath might make him touch the hand cradling his face, Kim Si-baek let out only shallow, thin breaths.
At the same time, he felt a subtle sense of déjà vu. On the night they first kissed, Tae-un had traced his face like this. As if trying to remember him through touch rather than sight. Was it a habit born from poor eyesight?
However, before the déjà vu could turn into a question, the tie slid smoothly across his face. The darkness covering his vision deepened. The softness of luxurious silk brushed against his eyelids, and a knot was tied at the back of his head.
Kim Si-baek felt around his eyes with his still-free hands.
“……You actually tied it.”
“What are you thinking?”
“That the tie looks expensive.”
“Should I buy one for you too?”
“Forget it. Why would I wear a tie with a guild uniform? Suits are uncomfortable. It’s fine for you to wear one, but it’s not for me.”
The reason he rambled was that the tension had begun to creep back up once he was blindfolded. Tae-un caught Kim Si-baek’s hand as it clumsily fumbled over his face.
“Make one more promise with me. Don’t rip the handkerchief I tie around your wrists with your strength.”
“……I’ll try. As long as you don’t do anything weird.”
Tae-un asked in an innocent voice.
“What is ‘something weird’? Un-i is at an age where he can’t even watch erotic dramas with you, so I don’t know about those things.”
“…….”
It wasn’t too late; perhaps it would be better to break the promise even if it meant damaging his dignity as an older brother. While Kim Si-baek was locked in a fierce internal struggle, the handkerchief was quickly tied around both his firmly held wrists.
When he gave a slight tug, it wasn’t tied that tightly. It was a strength that a person with the physical power of an average adult could easily undo.
‘……Wouldn’t it be better if it were tied tight?’
Because it was tied ambiguously, he felt he had to keep the strength out of his hands to prevent it from coming undone. In a way, Kim Si-baek felt a surge of pride mixed with agony at Tae-un’s cleverness in neutralizing both hands more effectively than a mere handkerchief could. This kid is unnecessarily smart…
There was only one way. The lunch break had to end quickly.
Whether he knew of Kim-Si-baek’s anxiety about how much time was left or not, Tae-un fiddled with the tie covering his face and quietly laid him down on the sofa.
“Hmm, there isn’t much time left.”
Before Kim Si-baek could react with joy to Tae-un’s monologue, a large hand pressed firmly between his legs.
“Ngh……”
He had expected it to some extent, but it was still sudden. The situation of having his eyes and hands helplessly sealed was also unfamiliar.
Fingers gently scratched as if to soothe his waist, which was reflexively trembling. The sound of something light being placed on the table after some rustling nearby was likely the sound of gloves being taken off. As expected, the feeling of fingers stroking his elastic abs after pulling up his sweatshirt and removing the guild uniform jacket was the sensation of bare skin, not leather.
Even though it was a touch he had become quite accustomed to, perhaps because his sense of touch had become hypersensitive with his vision closed, the sensation of his inner skin being toyed with felt incredibly raw. Was it because he couldn’t embrace him since not only his eyes but also his hands were tied? Or was it because this was an unfamiliar place and time, rather than the bedroom where they always overlapped their bodies?
“……!”
Kim Si-baek gasped at a sudden realization. Because Tae-un had transitioned so naturally, he had forgotten, but he now realized it was lunch break, and this was the CEO’s office. In other words, it was the middle of the day at the company.
……What the hell are we doing at the company in broad daylight?
“Wait, wait! I’ll let you tie me up again, so go ba— ngh!”
Kim Si-baek’s words, suggesting they go back and continue after work, couldn’t even be completed. The moment Tae-un, who had been caressing his skin as if savoring the texture, noticed his realization, he pulled down his underwear all at once.
As soon as his lower body was exposed to the cool outside air, long fingers gripped his genitals. It was a familiar stimulation and a familiar caress. He felt the strength enter his thighs as blood rushed downward.
“Un-ah…… not here, stop……”
Despite this, Kim Si-baek tried to resist the stimulation and handle the situation rationally, but Tae-un was much faster. Before he could clearly recognize what the slender, soft sensation brushing against his abdomen was, a moist and deep heat swallowed his genitals.
“Haa, ngh! You, youuu…… I told you not to do tha— mng!”
“Do what? Suck it with my mouth?”
Tae-un mumbled with unclear pronunciation while keeping the genitals in his mouth. Every time his lips moved to respond, the movement of the teeth and tongue opening and closing was transmitted vividly.
As his spread thighs trembled with spasms, Tae-un pointedly used his teeth to gently scrape what he held in his mouth. The inorganic material made of dentin and enamel stimulated the sensitive epidermis without causing pain, chewing and swallowing. The sensation of the rough tongue licking the glans and then sliding all the way down the shaft was explicit.
In the darkness that veiled his sight, it felt as if only Tae-un’s tongue—that red tongue that had often captured him with a vivid light—existed, licking his entire body.
The hands that had moved downward to push Tae-un’s face away were now entangled in his hair. Because his wrists were tied, his movements were awkward, and Tae-un lowered his head as if led by the fingers that were twitching slightly. What had been half-swallowed was sucked deep into the mouth. Saliva pooled on the tongue and hot breath clung thickly to the genitals.
“Augh! You reall— hnggg!”
Whether the sound of the gasping, rising breath was satisfying, a low laugh echoing from the throat rose from below. In any other situation, he would have slapped his lips, but his hands could only clumsily wrap around the hair.
Tae-un pulled his mouth away from the genitals and licked the bright red, erect shaft with his tongue. Though he couldn’t see, he could clearly imagine what kind of expression Tae-un was making between his legs, and what kind of gaze he was directing. And damn it, this imagination only heightened the arousal.