One plus One Delivery Service

Han Jooan, standing in front of the camera, bowed his head to make the last hat he wore clearly visible.Click, click, click.After several shutter clicks, the photographer shouted.“Let’s take a break.”Han Jooan filled the monitor screen. His face wasn’t fully visible because he wore the bucket hat pressed down, but his sharp nose bridge, lips, and jawline were so distinct that every shot was a winner in the photographer’s eyes.The colors seemed better in this monotone rather than vibrant hues, capturing the mood well.The man said brightly,“Okay, looks like it came out well. Good work.”Han Jooan also bowed his head.“Thank you.”When he took off the hat he had pressed down, his hair, which had been tousled by handling, floated up in the air. The staff began to move busily.“Get the next model ready!”“We’ll change a few of our objects!”Amidst the bustling crowd, Han Jooan slightly turned his body out from under the lights and went to find the staff in charge of the schedule.“Am I done?”“Ah, just a moment.”The staff member, checking the time table sheet, nodded.“Yes, you can go home.”“Thank you.”“You can’t use the dressing room right now; other models are using it.”“Oh, what should I do, I need to change this.”“You can keep that, Jooan.”“Really?”“The manager said you looked so good in it, he wants you to have it.”Han Jooan looked down at his light blue jeans and toned-down green shirt. He admitted they looked good on him, but his wardrobe was already full of clothes he had received as gifts after each shoot, many of which were of unusual designs he rarely wore. Honestly, they felt like a burden.“No, um…”He tried to politely refuse, but the staff member handed him a sandwich bag, noting that Han Jooan hadn’t eaten.“It’s okay, please take it comfortably. The clothes you wear always sell well, so the manager wants to give you one more.”As Jooan awkwardly accepted it, one of the photography staff called out to her.“You need to check this out!”“Yes! I’m coming!”Turning abruptly, she said to Han Jooan,“Your makeup looks great today, and the clothes are so pretty; why not go on a date? I’ll call you later!”Han Jooan scratched his head, looking at the staff member who had spoken out of turn.‘Dating? Shouldn’t they ask if I have a partner first? And is it really okay to go out like this?’He checked his reflection in the mirror. The makeup was minimal, just skin correction, some added eyebrow hairs, and a touch of color on his lips. It wasn’t noticeable unless you looked closely, but he felt awkward.He wanted to wash off the makeup and change his clothes, but with the next models preparing, he couldn’t call the makeup artist to remove it. Left with no choice, he grabbed his shopping bag with the clothes he came in and the food, then left the building. Outside, it was dark.‘Took me more than half a day. If you divide it by the hourly wage, it’s barely minimum. What a cost-ineffective gig.’While heading to the subway station, grumbling, his phone rang.Ziiiing.It was Kwon Seongtae from “Sososhikdang.”“Yes, Sir.”As soon as he answered, Kwon Seongtae cautiously asked,“Jooan, are you busy? Is it okay to talk?”“Yes, it’s fine, what’s up?”“No, I was just curious about how things are going after the accident… Nothing wrong, right?”‘There’s something wrong. I signed an absurd contract.’Unable to tell the truth, Han Jooan could only laugh awkwardly.“Nothing unusual. I’m sorry for the late greeting. Thanks to you calling Gwanghwa, nothing major happened. Thank you.”“Oh no, I called Gwanghwa because of the rush for business, right? But I was worried if I should have gone there myself. Are you hurt anywhere?”“No, no broken bones, just a slight stretch in the ligaments.”“Any after-effects?”“None.”“Thank God. But why haven’t you come for deliveries? When I called the agency, they said you quit. Nothing bad happened, right?”Kwon Seongtae’s concern might have looked like meddling to some. It was only a few conversations they had while Han Jooan was doing deliveries for the restaurant. Although they had grown closer after sharing some not-so-secret secrets thanks to Gwanghwa Corporation, his genuine worry for Han Jooan showed how fundamentally kind-hearted he was.‘You could call it meddling, or you could say he’s just very caring.’Knowing that Kwon Seongtae genuinely worried about him, Han Jooan decided not to hide anything and confessed,“Still, my body hurts a bit. I don’t think I can do any labor-intensive side jobs, so I plan to take a break for a while.”“Good! You did well! Take a few weeks off! How’s the accident settlement going?”“Yes, Gwanghwa is taking good care of it.”“Wow, that president is really nice. He could have ignored you if you called suddenly, but he’s doing everything with sincerity. What do they call it, noblesse oblige?”‘That’s not it. He’s not moving for that kind of noble influence; he’s moving strictly according to his own calculations.’Then, his phone rang again. He pulled the phone away from his ear to check the screen and saw a message from [President].[9 PM, my place]‘The tiger speaks of the tiger.’It was a simple notification from the person he was discussing with the restaurant owner. Over the last three days, he had received three such messages, each one only specifying time and place. At first, he was tense.‘Maybe we’ll have sex tonight.’On the first day, all they did was eat dinner.‘Today we’ll really do it, right?’On the second day, they sat on the sofa watching TV.‘Oh, what about today?’On the third day, all he did was help sort through documents Gi Myunghoon had brought home. Apart from making him a cup of warm tea because the work looked tiring, nothing else happened.For three consecutive days, there was no sexual contact. Gi Myunghoon seemed more interested in satisfying a greater curiosity than sexual curiosity.“I want to hear more about you. You don’t look like you have much money at your young age, why do you live alone? How did you end up doing three part-time jobs?”After three days of experiencing this straightforward attitude, Han Jooan let his guard down and answered honestly.“My parents got divorced. I have a younger sibling who’s studying at a boarding school in Gyeongnam. I’m the head of the household, so I take on any job that comes my way.”“If you’re a minor, shouldn’t there be a legal guardian appointed by the court?”“My father is still around.”“Then why are you playing the role of the head of the household?”“He’s not good at managing finances.”Gi Myunghoon showed no reaction to Han Jooan’s complex story. He neither pitied him nor comforted him. Perhaps thinking Han Jooan’s way of living was not exceptional, he simply said,“You’re good. You’re living hard without getting crooked.”Han Jooan chuckled at that.“It’d only hurt me if I acted on my emotions. Now’s the time to do what I can rather than blame or get angry at anyone.”Han Jooan had lived honestly. Meeting Gi Myunghoon had changed his life by 180 degrees, but this ‘home secretary’ job wasn’t as perverted as he had feared, which eased some of his tension. However, it seemed Gi Myunghoon might want to tighten the loose atmosphere, as today’s message came with an additional one unlike the previous ones.[If you arrive first, go to the small room behind the kitchen. You can look through the items inside.]Han Jooan muttered in an unfamiliar tone,“Small room?”Kwon Seongtae, who was still on the phone, asked,“What’s a small room?”“Oh, something came up. I’ll call you back later.”“Oh, I got a delivery too, come by our place sometime! I’ll make your favorite rice bowl!”“Yes, thank you.”“Alright, take care!”After hanging up, Han Jooan pondered about this ‘small room.’The only places he had been in that house were the living room where he sat on the sofa, the kitchen where he used the fridge, and the bathroom. He had seen a door that looked like a storage room behind the kitchen but had never opened it since it was closed.‘What kind of items could be there?’Pondering, Han Jooan sent a late reply.[Understood.]Gi Myunghoon didn’t send any feedback after seeing the message. It was a relationship devoid of emotion, so Han Jooan thought any event could be treated as ‘labor.’That was Han Jooan’s misconception.✴︎˚He held the card key Gi Myunghoon had given him to the keypad. The red light turned green, and the lock disengaged.Click.Han Jooan cautiously opened the door. He had always entered after ringing the bell when Gi Myunghoon was waiting, so entering an empty house felt awkward.It was still 8:50 PM. With ten minutes until the agreed time, he decided to look around first. He walked through the living room to the kitchen and stopped in front of the small room’s door.“Hoo.”He took a deep breath.‘Whatever comes out, don’t be surprised.’With that self-reminder, he gently pressed the door handle. Beyond the smoothly opened door was……a perfectly ordinary dressing room.“I guess I was worried for nothing.”He relaxed his shoulders and entered the room. A system hanger occupied one wall, empty. Near the hanger, there were boxes with only the tape removed, signs of moved-in but unpacked belongings.‘So this is the trace of him neglecting the house after the divorce.’Han Jooan pondered for a moment.‘He wouldn’t have told me to check out an unused clothing room. Telling me to look through the items must mean what’s inside these boxes.’Han Jooan cautiously reached out to one box. When he unfolded the flaps of the box, he saw what looked like cords of unknown use.“What’s this?”Ropes made from twisted strings, leather straps, soft fur tufts. He also felt cold metal underneath.Clink.Pulling it out, he saw dog collars, chains, and chain straps.“…?”‘What on earth is this? Some kind of toolbox? Why would he tell me to look at this first?’Shaking a tuft that resembled some kind of animal tail, he tilted his head in confusion.“I really don’t get it.”He opened another box. This time, clothes came out: stockings, blouses, short skirts.“These are his ex-wife’s clothes?”He lifted what looked like the most normal piece, a knit dress. It was large for Korean women’s sizes. Checking the tag inside, it was made in America. He thought that such a voluptuous body type was rare in Korea, and suddenly, an idea came to mind.“Could it be… that he’s had other men he’s contracted wear these?”Imagining himself in this tight, short dress, and even wearing the sheer stockings lying there, he was at a loss for words.‘Is this guy really a pervert? Making men cross-dress?’He couldn’t fathom why that would be enjoyable.‘Is he into the humiliation? But I’m a model, so I don’t have particular feelings about wearing clothes.’Even if he was asked to wear it and pose, he could do it naturally if he thought of it as work.While suspecting Gi Myunghoon’s unusual sexual preferences, he opened the last box. Inside were items whose use was immediately obvious.An array of sex toys including dildos, vibrators, and various gels and condoms. His composure wavered seeing this collection.Wearing women’s clothes or stockings was one thing, but imagining these devices inside him made his face flush.‘How in the world do you put something this ostrich egg-sized inside you, ugh…’Even the fake penises were all arm-sized and grotesque. There wasn’t even a smaller one to find.The taste was just too…“Sadistic…”Just as he showed his aversion to such tastes, a voice was heard.“Sadistic, that’s too much.”Startled, Han Jooan dropped the ostrich egg he was holding.Thud, thud, roll.The egg rolled across the floor, stopping at a man’s feet. Following the trouser leg up to the foot, his gaze met Gi Myunghoon’s, who was wearing glasses. He picked up the egg that had rolled to his feet and said,“Shall I teach you how to use this?”‘No, I don’t want to know.’Swallowing the reply that came up to his throat, he tried to speak in his usual tone,“W-when did you get here?”‘Usual, my foot! My voice is totally cracking.’Gi Myunghoon just laughed at Han Jooan, who was embarrassed by his poor acting.“Just now. You were so focused you didn’t even hear me coming.”“Umm…”“So, what about your taste?”‘I don’t have one; I really don’t.’Gi Myunghoon noticed Han Jooan sweating coldly and smiled.“Okay, I’ll change the question. Is there anything you find okay?”Han Jooan glanced at the three boxes again, avoiding the one with the devices. Of the unknown cords or chains, the box with women’s clothing seemed the least objectionable.“Clothes.”“Yeah? Then we’ll have to play with you changing clothes today.”A scream escaped him involuntarily.“Are you serious?”Gi Myunghoon checked his wristwatch and answered,“Yes. I have work late tomorrow, so I made time today. I want to ask for four hours of your ‘home secretary’ work, is that okay?”‘Four hours is exactly twice as long as usual… What do you plan to do with four hours just dressing up…’“Instead, there’ll be no work tomorrow.”‘So he wants to pile up two days’ worth.’Rather than coming back tomorrow for more embarrassing activities, it felt better to get it over with in one go.“What should I wear…?”Gi Myunghoon entered the room. He then picked up the knit dress Han Jooan had unfolded and lifted earlier.“Take everything off and put this on before coming out.”Receiving the dress handed to him, Han Jooan asked, confused,“If you say take everything off, how far do you mean…”“Down to your underwear.”Gi Myunghoon said this as he went back outside the door.“I’ll wash up and come out; wait on the living room sofa when you’re ready.”To anyone watching, it might seem like he was just giving him a regular piece of clothing to wear as pajamas. Han Jooan watched Gi Myunghoon head to the bathroom with a blank expression and let out a sigh.“Hoo, just think of it as a modeling job.”Compared to the weird leather straps, dog collars, or arm-sized dildos, this familiar clothing was a hundred, a thousand times better.Han Jooan stood up. He took off the shirt he was wearing, pulled down his pants, hesitated for a moment, then removed his underwear too, and put on the dress over his naked body. He pulled down the short hem with his hands and checked himself in the mirror attached to the hanger.The blue knit dress was thin and loose, suitable for summer. It had a square neck and was sleeveless, with the hem short enough to barely cover his groin. Even for a woman, it would expose quite a bit of thigh, but being tall, it felt like he was just wearing a shirt of awkward length.“It’s embarrassing…”He tried to straighten his body, which kept shrinking, knowing that the more confident he was in such clothing, the less ridiculous he’d look. But when he turned around to check his back:“Ugh.”His rear was just barely covered, making his face turn bright red. The slightest movement would expose the bottom. He thought wearing women’s clothes was just part of the job, but this was not something to take lightly.“I feel like an exhibitionist.”He rubbed his bare arms, legs, neck, and collarbones before cautiously peeking out the door. Gi Myunghoon was not visible, probably still washing up.‘Maybe I should say I want to wear something else.’He rummaged through the box for anything better than what he was wearing.Aprons, monokini swimsuits, women’s uniforms, bunny girl outfits, racing girl costumes, magical girl outfits…‘He must be quite the otaku for these things…’Han Jooan despaired looking at the frilly, princess-like dresses. Wondering where they were bought, he checked the labels, all “Made in USA.” What kind of stuff does that continent produce and sell? The quality and design were quite luxurious, making him even more confused.‘Wearing a swimsuit would be too revealing, and this uniform… ugh, I hate it. All the others are for events.’The knit dress he was wearing was the most decent option. Realizing this was his best choice, Han Jooan sat on the living room sofa with a resigned face. Sitting made the hem ride up even more, revealing half his rear. No matter how much he pulled, the dress didn’t stretch much. He had no choice but to cover his private parts with a cushion and wait quietly.Click.Gi Myunghoon came out from the bathroom and spotted Han Jooan. Dressed in casual pants and a shirt, drying his wet hair with a towel, he looked annoyingly carefree to Han Jooan.“Your taste is… quite unique, sir.”When Han Jooan spoke almost grinding his teeth, Gi Myunghoon seemed pleased.“It’s not my taste. These were bought by the people I used to meet.”“…So someone else wore these?”“No, they’re new. They just get thrown away after one use.”“Why? They looked expensive.”“They become rags.”He said this nonchalantly as he walked towards the kitchen, leaving Han Jooan shocked.‘What could they do to turn clothes into rags after wearing them once?!’Was he whipping someone in a bunny girl outfit? Tearing apart a magical girl costume? Han Jooan’s mind was filled with vulgar images, making him dizzy. Gi Myunghoon, not caring about Han Jooan’s shock, casually poured water from the water dispenser.Drip drip.Leaning against the table, sipping water, he ordered,“Stand up.”Seeing Han Jooan hesitate, he said again,“You said this was the best among the three boxes. Why are you embarrassed now?”His tone suggested he knew exactly what Han Jooan was thinking.‘No matter how much I think, I’m still in this guy’s palm.’Giving up on trying to outwit him, Han Jooan stood up without resistance. Gi Myunghoon, drinking from his glass, scanned Han Jooan from head to toe, his gaze lingering particularly on the long, slender legs under the short hem. He approached, still holding the glass.“You need to gain some weight. You’re too thin.”Gi Myunghoon gently wrapped his arms around Han Jooan’s waist. With such bold physical contact, Han Jooan stood stiffly. He could feel Gi Myunghoon’s body heat and breath through the thin clothing. The feel of Gi Myunghoon’s arm muscles moving beneath his shirt was vivid, and the scent of body wash and shampoo mixed with his usual heavy musk created a fresh yet intimate atmosphere.“Are you nervous?”‘Do you even need to ask…’Gulp.Han Jooan just swallowed dryly. The crude veins on the dildos from the box seemed forced, but on Gi Myunghoon’s arm under the shirt, they were natural and clear. The fingers connected to those veins caressed Han Jooan’s waist.“You’re like a mannequin. Your body is too perfect, no fat at all.”Since he seemed displeased, Han Jooan asked directly,“Do you prefer someone with more body fat?”“It’s more human that way.”It was ironic to hear someone with such an un-human physique talk about humanity. Gi Myunghoon himself didn’t seem real, even without comparing him to other men his age. Approaching mid-40s, he should have bald patches, wrinkles, sagging skin, and a belly, yet he looked like a male actor from a drama or movie.He seemed the most objective and rational person, but at times like this, he didn’t appear to be very self-aware.“I have to do this for my modeling job. I’m sorry if it’s not to your taste.”“There’s no need to apologize.”The hand that had been caressing his waist slid down, delving into the area where the hem of the dress didn’t fully cover his buttocks. Han Jooan, startled, let out an involuntary sound.“Gasp!”He grabbed Gi Myunghoon’s forearms. Realizing his mistake too late, he didn’t pull back, but it was still a beat too late.“Don’t like it? Just say so if you don’t.”The touch on his bare skin was strange. Shivers ran through Han Jooan as he looked up at Gi Myunghoon, twisting his body.“Ugh, um, the secretarial duties…”“Today, it’s this.”“But…”“I’ve been eating with you, resting with you, and helping with work I brought home. That should be enough. Today, I wanted to teach you what you’re supposed to do properly.”His middle finger ventured into the crevice of Han Jooan’s buttocks under the hem of the dress.“There’s only flesh here, so my hands keep going there.”As his fingers gripped the flesh of his buttocks firmly, Han Jooan let out another surprised sound.“Ah!”Gi Myunghoon soothed Han Jooan’s startled scream.“Shh, don’t move so much, or you’ll drop it. This is ceramic, it’ll break.”“Ah, um, if you touch me like that suddenly…”“Didn’t you expect this when I told you to wear the dress?”Gi Myunghoon handed the water glass he was holding to Han Jooan.“Hold this.”Han Jooan gripped the glass tightly with both hands. With his hands now free, Gi Myunghoon unreservedly grabbed and kneaded Han Jooan’s buttocks. As he spread or spun the small, firm buttocks, Han Jooan’s face turned beet red. He held the glass tightly, trembling with his fingertips, fearing he might drop it. Gi Myunghoon smirked at Han Jooan’s state. He whispered as he continued to knead.“Stop if you don’t like it.”Han Jooan, trembling at the fingertips, finally lowered his head. He looked flustered, his ears turning red, clearly experiencing this kind of body handling for the first time. Gi Myunghoon, satisfied with Han Jooan’s compliance, released his buttocks. Han Jooan, who had been trembling, relaxed his body. Watching Han Jooan, who was now breathing heavily, Gi Myunghoon sat on the sofa and spread his legs. He pointed between his thighs and said,“Sit.”‘No, sir, your character has changed a lot.’From being kind and gentle… his first impression had turned into that of a cunning, calculating person. Even when they met at the company, he was cold, but now, as he was showing him the ‘home secretarial duties,’ his actions were oddly coercive.It wasn’t that he disliked it. Gi Myunghoon was in a position where he could give orders. Regardless of age or profession, Han Jooan was in debt to him, both financially and psychologically. Of course, it would be better if Gi Myunghoon could understand these debts and behave kindly, but frankly, they weren’t lovers. They were bound by a contract. Since Han Jooan had first considered this sexual contact as ‘work,’ there was no need to be hurt by harsh words from the other side.“Come on, Jooan.”‘He becomes kind only at times like this.’Han Jooan placed the mug he was holding on the end table.Click.With his hands free, he pulled down the hem of his skirt and approached Gi Myunghoon. He sat between Gi Myunghoon’s spread legs with his back to him. Gi Myunghoon spoke from behind Han Jooan, who was sitting stiffly,“Lean back against me naturally. You’ll get a cramp in your back.”At those words, Han Jooan slowly relaxed his waist and leaned his back against Gi Myunghoon’s chest. Still, Gi Myunghoon looked at Han Jooan’s tense shoulders and picked up the remote. He turned on the highest-rated drama from the registered OTT service.“Watch. If you don’t like it, you can change it.”“Aren’t you going to watch, sir?”“Nah, I don’t keep up with dramas.”Although he knew Gi Myunghoon didn’t have time for it due to work, before Han Jooan could ask why he turned on the TV then, Gi Myunghoon’s hands were already kneading Han Jooan’s chest.“!”The touch felt rough and unhesitant through the thin knit, making Han Jooan flinch several times. In the dark living room, only the light from the large wall-mounted TV illuminated them. Han Jooan, not even watching the drama, was at a loss for what to do.He had thought Gi Myunghoon liked cross-dressing men when he made him wear women’s clothes. But he had misunderstood his preferences. Gi Myunghoon had no interest in women’s clothes themselves; he just found it easier to assess the body’s silhouette without pants, enjoying the freedom to touch what was exposed.“Huh…”Gi Myunghoon whispered directly into Han Jooan’s trembling earlobe,“Unlike your buttocks, there’s not much flesh here. Shall we see if it grows with more touching?”“Ugh, sir…”“Yes, Jooan?”“Sir, you really seem like a pervert…”A laugh tickled Han Jooan’s ear, sending shivers down his spine, making him tremble.“I am a pervert. There’s a lot built up, so you’ll have quite a bit to handle.”While his left hand continued to knead Han Jooan’s chest, his right hand moved past the navel towards the groin. As his hand caressed the inner thigh, Han Jooan twisted his legs, unable to bear the sensation.“Mmm…”The shivers that had started at the back of his neck spread throughout his body. The touch from another person, something he had never experienced before, was a stimulation that couldn’t be imagined from watching porn with friends in high school.“It, it tickles.”As Han Jooan tried to lean forward, Gi Myunghoon commanded in his ear,“Stay still.”“If you could just take your hand off for a moment…”“Shh.”“Huh…”Struggling to control his trembling body, Han Jooan only gasped for air. He was completely absorbed in the skilled touch on his chest and inner thighs. It was a sensation he had never felt before; these lewd stimuli felt like fireworks exploding in his mind.“Ah…”The hand that had been touching the inner thigh now grazed his scrotum.“Ah!”Despite Han Jooan’s short scream, Gi Myunghoon didn’t remove his hand. Feeling several fingers under his scrotum, Han Jooan quickly grabbed his hand. He looked up at Gi Myunghoon with half-turned head.“I, I haven’t showered, so it’ll be dirty if you touch there.”Tears welled up in Han Jooan’s eyes, reflecting the light from the TV. This wasn’t from fear of the act, but rather his body reacting to the intense stimulation.Gi Myunghoon licked his lower lip slightly.‘Such a pretty reaction.’He didn’t know how to seduce, nor how to endure stimulation. Like a live fish fluttering at every touch, it was satisfying to handle. The stern voice of Gi Myunghoon softened once more.“Okay, understood.”“Sir…”“How many times do I have to correct your way of addressing me?”“Sir…”“Yeah, yeah.”His voice was soothing, but his hand continued to knead the scrotum without hesitation. Han Jooan was overwhelmed by the sudden rush of stimuli.“Huh, ah, ah…”He tried to twist his legs to escape, but it was futile.“Sir, please, let go of my hand.”He wanted him to stop out of fear, but Gi Myunghoon didn’t comply. He whispered in Han Jooan’s ear,“Shh, it’s okay, stay still.”The moment the hand moved from the scrotum to grasp his shaft, Han Jooan let out the moan he had been holding back.“Ah!”Gi Myunghoon whispered with his lips still close to Han Jooan’s ear,“Shh, don’t struggle, or you’ll get hurt.”“But, ah…”“Good, stay like that. Be still.”Han Jooan’s vision turned white. The hot breath and low voice in his ear drowned out the passionate acting of the drama actors. He had never imagined another’s hand touching his genitals. The gentle palm, as if he had never done rough work, sent shivers through every intimate part it touched. His whole body became sensitive enough to feel the calluses on the finger joints where he usually held a pen. Gi Myunghoon’s touch was too skilled at arousing; it meant he had done this many times before.‘Oh, I feel like I’m going to come.’The feeling in his lower abdomen was ominous. Han Jooan was restless under the touch on his chest and genitals, pleading,“Huh, Sir, wait, just a moment.”“You need to stay still.”“It feels weird…! Please let go for a moment…!”As Han Jooan tried to struggle, Gi Myunghoon held him firmly. He liked the energy of this young creature, so different from his usual calm and obedient demeanor. This gap between his vulnerability to even the slightest stimulation, trembling and struggling, was appealing. It was like fresh wild-caught seafood. Unlike the farmed fish with dead eyes, this one had followed the current into the trap set by Gi Myunghoon. As a gourmet, Gi Myunghoon had no intention of letting this delicious prey return to the sea. He planned to savor every bit of flesh from the bones, the fresh eyeballs, to the red gills.Now was the time to enjoy the pure sweetness of the flesh without any seasoning or sauce.“How does it feel weird?”His tongue slipped out from between the lips near Han Jooan’s ear. The hot, wet tongue licked Han Jooan’s earlobe.“Tell me. If I understand, I’ll let go.”In a trance, Han Jooan answered,“It feels like bugs crawling under my skin.”“Does it tickle?”“More like electricity’s running through me than tickling, huh…”“That’s not strange. It feels good, doesn’t it?”“No, it’s weird, ah…!”“So the sensation itself is fine, it’s just the part where you feel it that’s strange?”“Sir, ah, ah.”As his erection began to rise, Han Jooan couldn’t think of anything else. He even felt a sense of desperation.“Sir, if we keep going like this, my head’s going to get weird, ah…”He pleaded while his whole body shook.“Stop, ah, stop touching, Sir, please stop…”The hand that had been kneading his chest now forcefully pulled down the shoulder strap. The sound of the thread tearing, “crack,” revealed one shoulder. Gi Myunghoon slipped his hand inside the torn fabric, now touching the bare skin of the chest he had been kneading over the clothes.He pinched and twisted the erect nipples between his fingers, then rubbed them, circling the areola with his palm. With stimulation coming from both above and below, Han Jooan completely lost strength and leaned back against Gi Myunghoon. All he could do was jolt his hips a few times, his face flushed red, letting out strained moans.“Ah, ah, uh…”Every reaction from Han Jooan was appetizing to Gi Myunghoon. There was no feigned response; his voice was so overwhelmed he didn’t even seem to realize how he was pleading.Everything was natural. He accepted the stimulation as it came and reacted accordingly. In Gi Myunghoon’s world of plans and calculations, Han Jooan was the most foolish, innocent, and raw existence.‘That’s why everyone seeks out fresh, wild-caught seafood. How sweet it is.’Gi Myunghoon, who usually skipped meals because of a lack of appetite, found himself devouring Han Jooan in a way he couldn’t believe. He put his lips without hesitation on Han Jooan’s neck, who had said it was dirty because he hadn’t showered, and sucked on the skin. The salty taste wasn’t bad. This was something new even for Gi Myunghoon.‘With anyone else, I wouldn’t have licked unwashed skin.’Enjoying his own unusual reaction, Gi Myunghoon moved his tongue more boldly over Han Jooan’s skin.“Does it feel like bugs are crawling here too?”Everywhere the tongue went, goosebumps rose. Han Jooan, unable to hold back any longer, turned his head halfway.“Huh, why, why are you doing this?”Han Jooan panted with wet lips, unable to swallow his saliva. Gi Myunghoon looked at him intently before turning his head. The tongue that had been licking Han Jooan’s neck and shoulder now touched his tongue.“I’m cherishing you.”“But why, mmph…”His lips were blocked. Gi Myunghoon’s tongue skillfully moved over Han Jooan’s dry lips from tension. It then invaded between his neat teeth, teasing Han Jooan’s tongue. As the kiss deepened, Han Jooan lost even more of his composure. The warmth, the wet feeling, and the sensation of lips and tongue rubbing together excited him even more.‘Oh, is this what kissing is supposed to be like? It feels good.’Now, Han Jooan was the one to extend his tongue, pulling Gi Myunghoon’s in. In response to his clumsy yet proactive move, Gi Myunghoon’s fingers shook the shaft more vigorously.“Huh, uh, mm, mm…”Han Jooan gasped with his mouth open.“Huh, huh, mm…”His eyes losing focus from the overwhelming stimulation looked full of lust. Gi Myunghoon liked this defenseless look and pushed his tongue deeper into Han Jooan’s open mouth. Han Jooan reached out, groping to hold onto Gi Myunghoon, his movements unclear whether he wanted more of the kiss or for it to stop. While the deep kiss was stealing his soul, Gi Myunghoon’s touch became bolder. He gripped the shaft harder, moving it up and down roughly.“Huh!”Unable to bear the intense stimulation, Han Jooan writhed. The tongue’s movement in his mouth was still skillful. With the hem of the dress rolled up to his abdomen, the hand stimulating his exposed privates felt even stronger. When Gi Myunghoon finally pulled his lips away, Han Jooan let out a sound driven by instinct.“Huh, ah, ah, Sir, ah.”It felt like he could hardly breathe. Seeing Han Jooan struggle, Gi Myunghoon’s smile deepened. The penis in his hand, both beautifully shaped and colored, swelled to its limit. As excitement reached its peak, the urethra at the tip of the glans opened wide enough to show its red inside. Watching the urethra gap open and close as if it were about to release something, Gi Myunghoon rubbed around it with his thumb. Han Jooan cried out in a high-pitched voice.“Ah, ah, I’m going to, I’m going to come, ah…”If it had been anyone else, Gi Myunghoon might have said, “Hold it,” or “How dare you think about releasing such filth,” or “Go ahead and come, but you’ll have to lick up every trace afterward.” But with Han Jooan, it was different. Watching this inexperienced boy, legs spread and hips moving without showering, even to the point of struggling to breathe from a kiss, Gi Myunghoon didn’t understand why it felt so good. His patience widened naturally. Perhaps he wanted to see how much energy this wild-caught seafood could muster.“It’s okay to come. I’ll watch over you.”“No, no, don’t watch, huh, ah…!”“I’ll shake it more. Come.”“No, huh, ah, ah!”He tried to close his legs to escape, but it was useless. Han Jooan’s vision went white, his head falling back.“Aaah…”The raw, unrefined moan that burst out, scraping his vocal cords, sent chills down Gi Myunghoon’s spine. The voice was so natural it etched into his memory. As Han Jooan’s penis, which Gi Myunghoon was shaking, released white fluid forcefully, it even splattered onto the table in front of the sofa.“Nice.”