BHB 50

Rather than the attentive way Seungha had approached Yeowon, Taegang now dismissively proposed, letting out a derisive laugh and licking his lips – a habit of his when he was displeased. 

Yeowon was briefly flustered by the indecipherable tension between the two.

Taegang’s heavy arm draped over Yeowon’s shoulder, “Unfortunately, he has a prior commitment with me.”

His curt, arrogant tone caused Seungha to stare at Taegang without a trace of a smile. That was the expression he often wore when educating underlings he didn’t like– a gangster-like face that made the students fear him. Seeing that face again, Yeowon was reminded of how intimidating Seungha could be.

“You still cut people off so rudely.”

“It’s been ages since I graduated, yet you’re still acting like a senior.”

“And your lack of table manners is still the same.”

“And how about you?”

Yeowon looked back and forth between the two, his mind reeling. It was astounding how they were both bristling at each other, leaving Yeowon bewildered– he had no idea their relationship was so strained. 

‘Why? Since when? What caused it?’

“Why are you two–”

Before Yeowon could finish, Taegang tightened his grip on his shoulder and casually interjected, “Whether it’s drinks or whatever, let’s just go in and finish grilling the meat.”

Skillfully ignoring Taegang, Seungha asked Yeon directly, “Is this some important prior commitment?”

It was clear he was hoping Yeowon would dismiss this “prior commitment” with Taegang. 

Yeowon still couldn’t fully grasp the situation, glancing between the two. In reality, there was no such prior commitment – Taegang was just making it up, leaving Yeowon puzzled as he spoke up, “But Taegang, what’s this ‘prior commitment’ you keep mentioning—”

“I said I set the date, didn’t I?” Taegang cut him off before Yeowon could finish. At that, the realization dawned on Yeowon’s face, “I did set a date.”

“……”

“Today.” The faint smile on Taegang’s face at that moment felt unspeakably sinister, pressing in on Yeowon, “Right now.”

The ominous aura surrounding him was suffocating.

Before Yeowon could respond to Seungha, Taegang simply pulled him into his embrace and started walking away. Once Seungha disappeared from view, Yeowon tried to push Taegang away, but hesitated when he looked around and realized they were in an alley lined with motel signs.

“Hey, are you crazy?”  

Yeowon, who was being dragged along without any mental preparation, couldn’t accept this situation. And since he had been talking to Seungha before getting pulled away, the whole thing looked even more bizarre. Plus, this was the motel district near the university campus. If someone saw them….

“Just calm down for a bit. Suddenly doing this is–”

“I said I set the date, didn’t I?”

“This is one-sided, though.”

“It’s been weeks already.”

“You should have told me in advance if it’s going to be like this.”

“Do you announce when you’re going to have sex?”

Taegang’s point was valid– setting a specific date for sex was quite ridiculous. But their situation was a bit different, so it was still a reasonable discussion. After all, they weren’t in a romantic relationship like normal couples who could just go with the flow.

“It’s not like I’m suddenly doing this.”

Yeowon pushed against the arm draped over her shoulder, trying to speak calmly, “I still haven’t fully healed from the wounds.”

“It’s fine. It’s enough.”

“I’m not enough!”

“I know better than anyone how resilient you are.”

‘Damn, he was right on the mark.’

“But … hey, this is near the school. What if the others see us?!”

“It’d be more noticeable if we went into the motel.”

At that, Yeowon instinctively glanced around. That was also a fair point– going in would draw more attention. Feeling utterly exasperated, Yeowon glared at Taegang while grasping his head. 

Despite studying and mentally preparing every day, the reality of the situation had left his mind blank. Resentful of Taegang for not even affording him a moment to get ready, Yeowon glared at him, only for Taegang to gesture over his shoulder.

“Ah… there.”

Seeing that Taegang seemed to recognize someone, Yeowon had no choice but to let him drag him into the nearest motel. The moment they entered, Taegang quickly took control, swiftly selecting a room and pulling Yeowon along. 

Caught off guard, Yeowon looked at Taegang with a bewildered expression. The man who had just been calmly bantering with him now seemed agitated, almost as if he was being chased. 

While Yeowon was distracted, Taegang had already ushered him into the elevator. 

As the silver doors closed, cutting off the outside noise, Yeowon managed to find his voice, “What’s so urgent all of a sudden?”

Unable to hide his flustered state, Yeowon spoke up, prompting Taegang to let out a hollow laugh while staring at the floor indicator.

“Do you really not know?” As Taegang replied, his gaze slowly met Yeowon’s. His pupils were subtly quivering, his breathing slightly quickened, and even the hand gripping Yeowon’s arm felt heated. It was as if he was finally laying his hands on something he had been desperately longing for.

“You….”

“Of course it’s urgent.”

“……”

“You don’t understand. I…”

The elevator doors parted just then. Feeling like they were opening to the gates of hell, Yeowon hesitated, but Taegang didn’t even finish his sentence, instead cupping Yeowon’s face in his large hands. 

The warmth enveloped him, and before he could step back, Taegang’s face drew closer, Taegang’s lips connecting with Yeowon’s.

As the silver doors closed again and the elevator lurched, Taegang kept his lips locked with Yeowon’s, pressing him against the wall.

The kiss had begun without warning. Laughably, this was the second time with him.

Yeowon had instinctively tried to push him away, but his hand paused, remembering his resolve to accept this. 

Sensing his lack of resistance, Taegang boldly slipped his tongue into Yeowon’s mouth, pinning his hands above his head.

“Mmph.” Though the unfamiliar, overbearing kiss was uncomfortable, Yeowon still felt no disgust. Swallowing the mingled saliva, he was even unsettled by the lack of revulsion.

“Let’s do it.” Taegang murmured against Yeowon’s lips, his voice thick with desire. 

“Let’s do it, Yeowon.”

The way Taegang spoke, almost seductively, reminded Yeowon of a cunning fox. And that mischievous smile as he said it.

Yeowon panted heavily, glaring at Taegang in bewilderment. It was so frustrating to realize he had no idea Taegang could be this lewd.

Taegang continued to delve into Yeowon’s parted lips, sucking and licking them hungrily. His sharp tongue traced his palate, tickling his throat. Overwhelmed by his relentless kiss, Yeowon could only gasp for air. That’s when he felt the weight pressing against his center. Frowning, he looked at Taegang with startled eyes – Taegang’s erection was poking insistently.

“Let’s do it.” Taegang murmured salaciously again, grinding his hips against Yeowon.

“Your friend’s going to be so disappointed, Yeowon.”

Taegang’s skilled demeanor, voice, and seductive words – it was all just like…

“This shameless bastard, really….” Yeowon spat out the words through his wet panting, glaring venomously at Taegang. 

Yeowon then roughly seized his collar and angrily pressed the elevator door open button. As soon as the doors parted, Yeowon pulled him into another passionate kiss, his hesitation vanishing in an instant.

Kissing frantically, they groped their way to the room, not even bothering to take off their shoes before leaning against the wall, their lips locked in a feverish embrace.

“Ah… fuck.” Taegang was the first to curse breathlessly, his face flushed with arousal. 

He hastily began stripping off his clothes, and Yeowon, as if he had never doubted this, helped him remove them with desperate hands.

As Taegang tugged off his shirt, Yeowon grabbed the back of his neck to keep his lips from parting. Even as Taegang chuckled at his eagerness, he fumbled to undo his belt and pants, soon caressing Yeowon’s body.

“You’re such a good kisser, Yeowon.” Taegang murmured, gently trailing his fingers over his abdomen and navel, peppering his face with frantic kisses. 

Yeowon shuddered at each touch, responding in kind. “…Damn it.”

Taegang was just as skilled at kissing. He couldn’t believe how masterfully he used his tongue to utterly captivate him. It was both bewildering and frustratingly arousing. Thinking of this shameless Taegang flirting with others made Yeowon’s blood boil. He had never imagined his friend to be such a scoundrel, seducing both men and women.

“Have you been going around seducing people like this all this time?” Yeowon asked breathlessly, his voice laced with anger. 

Taegang flashed a wry smile as he deftly unfastened Yeowon’s torn jeans. “Curious?”