By Zephyria 
“Ah— I want to sleep.”
Lee-eum leaned his head on Choi Won-joon’s shoulder. The car carrying the two of them had already left the hotel and was cruising along the road. Choi Won-joon caressed Lee-eum’s cheek, examining the bruised area closely. Let’s apply medicine when we get home. Every time Lee-eum came home with injuries, Won-joon felt an impulse to make him quit his job, but he tried his best not to let it show.
“I’m glad it ended safely,” Lee-eum murmured with a smile, his eyes closed.
Actually, when the topic of the formal meeting between the families first came up, his first imagination was of the two families grabbing each other’s hair and fighting. He knew the parents met for gatherings occasionally, but since the fathers bickered every time, he thought it would be the same this time.
However, today, his father, Kim Chun-sam, was the first to reach out, asking to take good care of his son and to look upon him kindly even if he had shortcomings, and suggesting that they put any past bad feelings to rest. Considering how he had once caused a scene and opposed the relationship, calling them gangsters and such, it was a surprising development.
Chairman Choi also asked for understanding, saying that although his son might be a bit different from others and could be immature since he grew up as the youngest, he was a fellow with a strong sense of responsibility, so please look upon him kindly. The siblings of both families also made a promise to forget the past violent incident(?) and get along well from now on.
“Now Kim Lee-eum is completely trapped.”
Choi Won-joon smiled mischievously and toyed with Lee-eum’s earlobe. Thanks to the drink, his body felt warm, and even the slightest touch kept making his lower half tighten. As if he knew, Choi Won-joon began sliding the hand that was wrapped around his waist inside his shirt.
“I want to suck it.”
At the secret whisper, Lee-eum poked Choi Won-joon in the ribs. He tried to stop him, mindful of Director Lee sitting in the front, but Director Lee asked without a hint of hesitation if he should search for a nearby hotel.
While disgusted, Lee-eum couldn’t help but admire his social tact. How could he do that without a single change in his expression? After barely shaking off Choi Won-joon and dozing off for a moment, the car arrived at the apartment parking lot.
As soon as Director Lee parked and left, Choi Won-joon pounced as if he had been waiting. Lee-eum blocked his lips.
“Let’s go up… do it at home.”
“Nup-jook is there.”
Ah, right. Recently, whenever the two tried to have sex, Nup-jook would scratch the door and cause a scene, forcing them to stop midway. Choi Won-joon had grabbed the dog’s face and threatened that he wouldn’t give him treats if he kept this up, but the dog wasn’t the type to understand that.
Choi Won-joon laid Lee-eum down, spread his legs, and positioned himself in the middle. Then, he rolled up the shirt and caressed his chest. He sucked and licked with loud smacking sounds, then moved his hand down to grope his cock. Whether it was the alcohol or the fact that they were pressed together in a narrow space, Lee-eum’s head felt dizzy.
As Lee-eum let out a soft moan, Choi Won-joon moved down like he was painting a picture and stripped off the pants. Then, he lifted the lower body halfway and shoved the cock into his mouth. As it rubbed against the moist membranes and repeatedly moved toward the throat, the sensation of ejaculation surged.
Just as Lee-eum reached out to tell him to stop, Won-joon spat out the cock and moved to the hole. The sensation of the tip of the nose brushing against the perineum made his thighs tense instinctively. After a moment, lips touched the hole, and a tongue invaded inside. The sound of splashing fluids added to the atmosphere, and Lee-eum covered his face with both hands, embarrassed to be doing this in broad daylight.
“I’m going crazy…”
“I’m going crazy too. Because you taste so fucking good.”
“That’s… ha, not what I meant. Stop licking. I’m not a dog.”
“I’ll act like a dog for you for the rest of my life. I’ll be loyal and devoted.”
At those words, he unintentionally spurted semen. As his body trembled like an aspen leaf, Choi Won-joon released his legs and moved up. After licking his own saliva-glistening lips with his tongue, he cupped Lee-eum’s cheek and looked down at him quietly.
“Did you like it? Me saying I’ll act like a dog.”
“Yes… I liked it. Make sure you keep your promise…”
As Lee-eum panted, Choi Won-joon hugged him. Yeah, you too. Instead, you have to look only at me. If you cast a glance at another guy, I won’t be a dog, I’ll be a son of a bitch. After quietly complaining in his ear, he reached down, pulled out his own cock, and rubbed it against the hole. Lee-eum bit his lip hard at the feeling of the entrance being forced open. As soon as he hugged the neck, Won-joon licked the earlobe and moved his hips.
As he pushed in completely to the root, Lee-eum’s insides felt tingly. Watching Choi Won-joon move his hips slowly, Lee-eum pushed back his disheveled hair. When he joked that his forehead was pretty, Won-joon smiled like a painting and swallowed his lips.
“You, ha, you’re pretty too. Where did such a pretty thing come from?”
At those words, pleasure surged again. As Lee-eum spread his legs and rested them on the front seat, the speed increased. As his body bounced and his head almost hit the car door, Choi Won-joon reached up and shielded him. He felt as if his whole body was being crushed, and the heat made it hard to breathe, but he still thought it felt good.
Then, hearing the sound of people chatting outside, Lee-eum hurriedly grabbed Choi Won-joon’s shoulder.
“Wait, wait a second! I think there are people outside.”
Choi Won-joon glanced out and dismissed it, saying it was nothing and just people passing by. Lee-eum told him to stop because he was anxious, but Choi Won-joon moved his hips violently as if to show off, eventually creating a situation where the car tilted from side to side.
Lee-eum hit his shoulder, asking if he was crazy, but then, caught up in the excitement, he hugged his neck and bit Choi Won-joon’s earlobe. With a groan, Won-joon ejaculated inside, and Lee-eum reached his climax at the same time. They panted while embracing, and after finally regaining their senses, Lee-eum sat up and looked outside.
Fortunately, the people had disappeared.
As Lee-eum calmed his racing heart, Choi Won-joon smiled slyly while helping him clean up.
“Were you nervous?”
“Imagine if a police officer caught us doing this in broad daylight. It would be a total disgrace.”
“That would be great. It’d be even better if you quit your job because of it.”
There he goes again. He said it was fine, but he did this occasionally. When Lee-eum first said he would keep working even after marriage, Won-joon tried to persuade him to join his company instead. He said there was a legal team and that he’d even make him CEO if he wanted. He’d even write his own resignation letter. Lee-eum thought he was absolutely insane, but he couldn’t bring himself to tell anyone.
“Anyway, no mentioning it. If you keep doing that, the marriage—”
I know. I’m sorry. I’ll never bring it up again. As Won-joon blocked his lips with a kiss and acted cute while licking with his tongue, Lee-eum completely forgot about nagging. He really was nothing but a fox. Lee-eum glared at him, but eventually burst into laughter, and the two of them tidied their clothes and stepped out of the car as if nothing had happened.
When they took the elevator and arrived home, the dog sitter greeted them. It was someone Choi Won-joon had hired for Nup-jook, who was alone during the day; the person loved dogs and was a physical education major who boasted that stamina was the only thing they had left.
After the sitter said goodbye and left for the day, Nup-jook rushed toward them, wagging his tail frantically. Feeling sorry for not bringing him to the formal meeting, Lee-eum hugged and petted him, and the dog went wild, licking his face until it was covered in drool.
“Let’s eat and then go for a walk.”
As if he understood, the dog hopped around. Then, Lee-eum noticed Choi Won-joon at the dining table. A large wrapped item was placed on the table. Won-joon gestured for him to come over, and when Lee-eum hurried over to see, it was a picture frame.
With a pounding heart, he peeled off the wrapping to find a couple’s photo of the two of them. No, it was a photo of the three of them, including Nup-jook. They had impulsively taken it at a nearby studio during a walk, and it turned out better than expected. With Nup-jook sandwiched in the middle, it was quite a sight.
“Oh, this is nice.”
“Shall we hang it over there?”
Since they were planning to move to a house with a yard soon, Lee-eum wondered if it was necessary, but he ultimately chose to hang it up where it looked good. He usually didn’t like taking photos, but seeing this, he regretted not doing it sooner. As soon as it was hung, Nup-jook seemed to like it too, lingering around and wagging his tail.
Lee-eum looked at the photo with a satisfied smile, arms crossed.
“I look better.”
Choi Won-joon wrapped an arm around his shoulder and nodded.
“Much better. Whose husband are you, after all.”
“Don’t be like that. People will call you a fool in love if they hear you.”
“The rumors have already spread. It’s fine.”
Then, he gave a quick kiss on the cheek and gazed at him intently. I love you. At the sudden confession, Lee-eum’s ears turned bright red. No matter how often he heard it, he could never quite get used to it. Me too… he answered softly, and Won-joon seemed satisfied with that, his lips curling into a wide smile.
The hand on his shoulder moved down to his back, then his waist, and eventually began kneading his buttocks.
“Then, shall we wash up and check who loves the other more?”
Always like this. When Lee-eum scolded him for being a sly snake, Won-joon rested his forehead on Lee-eum’s shoulder and remained silent for a while. When asked what was wrong, he finally confessed his inner feelings. That he was happy enough to die, that he was grateful Lee-eum chose him, and that he would treat him well for the rest of his life.
The sincerity was conveyed so clearly that Lee-eum could only smile with a face full of overwhelming emotion.