Chapter 60: I’ll Take Responsibility with My Body

“No!”

An urgent cry broke through his frozen lips. Yunhwan shook his head, frantically wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His lower lip, which had been sucked so suddenly, burned as if all the blood in his body had rushed there.

This… what on earth is this?

Staggering and breathless from the shock, he squeezed his eyes shut and opened them again, trying to regain his senses. But as he did, his gaze became inextricably tangled with those dark pupils at a precariously close distance.

“…….”

His vision blurred. Yunhwan couldn’t tell if his wavering focus was due to Min Seonghye being close enough for their lips to touch again, or if he was simply too dazed by the lingering alcohol.

Staring intently at that expression, Seonghye eventually let out a low laugh.

“Why? I’m having fun. Let’s keep going.”

Through the pitch-black darkness, eyes holding an even deeper shadow stared back at Yunhwan. The man, relentlessly pursuing Yunhwan’s frozen hazel eyes, grabbed his chin and forced him to face him.

Yunhwan finally managed to part his lips.

“I won’t. I’m not doing—”

He spat out the short refusal and tried to stand up, but his shoulders were firmly pressed down. As Seonghye rose over him, a tidal wave of shadow loomed once more, completely eclipsing Yunhwan.

He whispered softly.

“If you get it wrong this time, it’ll be even more interesting.”

In the midst of his confusion, the voice murmuring against his ear was undeniably suggestive. The lips explicitly brushing against his earlobe were scorching. As Yunhwan’s ears gradually turned crimson, Seonghye lightly bit the lobe and let go with a chuckle.

“You can’t refuse my requests, Hyung.”

At that sentence delivered with a hint of a laugh, Yunhwan frowned and looked at him. Yet, the face he met was unexpectedly solemn and calm. It wasn’t the first time he’d seen this side, but today it felt so alien—as if he were looking at a stranger—that Yunhwan involuntarily fell silent for a moment.

“So, don’t refuse me this time either.”

As he spoke, Min Seonghye’s lips curved into a strange arc. Then, just like before, Yunhwan’s field of vision became distracted.

They were so close their knees touched and their arms brushed; Seonghye opened his hand again, moving his fingers left and right. His long, straight fingers were outstretched without a single flaw. Seonghye slowed down his movements so Yunhwan could track his fingertips, but the moment Yunhwan’s lips flickered as if to speak, he yanked his hand back.

As Yunhwan’s brow furrowed, Seonghye let out a soft laugh.

It was impossible to tell if he wanted to kiss, or if he just wanted to engage in the kind of teasing only lovers do.

Yunhwan was the first to break the silence.

“…I can’t. I’m dizzy.”

Following the fingers with his eyes, Yunhwan eventually pressed his hand over his eyes and exhaled a hot breath. He didn’t know Seonghye’s intention, but for him, this was neither a game nor a simple prank. If it were, there would be no reason for his hands to be so damp with nervous sweat.

“This seems hard for you, Hyung. It’s easy for me.”

He murmured, suggestively rubbing Yunhwan’s earlobe with his thumb. As the red lips continued to provoke him, the ten fingers gripping Yunhwan’s knees curled tightly. He was even more tense because he couldn’t predict where the hand currently on his ear would move next.

As his downward-cast hazel eyes slowly lifted, their gazes naturally locked.

Every shifting emotion on that face was etched deeply into Seonghye’s pupils.

“…….”

While Min Seonghye was momentarily captivated by the face before him, Yunhwan’s Adam’s apple bobbed heavily. At that small movement, a languid breath escaped Seonghye’s red lips. He leaned in further toward Yunhwan. His lips flickered as if he were a man who could no longer endure his thirst.

However, it didn’t take long to realize it was a trap. Just as the hand on his earlobe reached out to urgently cup his cheek, Yunhwan’s arm reached around behind Seonghye’s waist.

Yunhwan spoke with forced strength in his voice.

“…Caught you.”

The wind, growing cooler with the transition from summer to autumn, swept between the two of them.

Hazel pupils stared quietly at the opponent.

“…….”

As he applied more pressure to his grip, he felt a faint vibration from his fingertips. When the fingers captured in his hand moved, his palm tingled. Yunhwan quickly released Seonghye’s hand and answered without hesitation.

“One. It’s one finger.”

At his words, a furrow appeared between Seonghye’s brows. While he stared at Yunhwan with unreadable eyes, Yunhwan seized the moment and stood up quickly.

As the chilly night air hit his skin, goosebumps broke out from his wrists to his forearms. He rubbed his wrists and narrowed his eyes to focus his dark vision. It was then.

A raspy voice pierced Yunhwan’s ear.

“Yeah, you’re right.”

Seonghye, who had been kneeling in front of Yunhwan, slowly stood up. As he rose, the darkness seemed to deepen.

“You got it right. Congratulations, Hyung.”

“…….”

“But what should I do? I was planning to do something fun if you got it wrong.”

Seonghye blinked. In that brief moment where his trembling lashes swallowed and then released his pitch-black pupils, Yunhwan felt the goosebumps on his wrists spread across his entire body.

He cleared his throat.

“Still, since you got it right, I should give you something.”

While Yunhwan instinctively faltered and backed away, Min Seonghye, after a slight crack of his neck, took a large stride toward him. For a moment, his hazel eyes shook as the distance vanished.

With a brazen face, the man before him uttered words he couldn’t have possibly imagined.

“I’ll take responsibility with my body.”

“…Wha—what? I’m fine—!”

In an instant, his world flipped upside down. While Yunhwan, draped over a broad and sturdy shoulder like a sack of grain, was too flustered to speak, a thick forearm wrapped around both his knees.

“Don’t worry. I’ll do a good job.”

Before Yunhwan could even ask what that meant, Min Seonghye spoke in a nonchalant tone.

“You’re lucky, Hyung. Having someone who likes you who’s younger, and has such a fresh, virgin cock.”

SLAM—

The front door closed with a violent sound, as if it might break. The quiet atmosphere of the house vanished, replaced by fragments of subtle excitement and heat. Min Seonghye headed straight for the bedroom, still carrying Yunhwan over his shoulder. When Yunhwan, who had never been moved this way, twisted his upper body in a panic, Seonghye clicked his tongue and laid him down on the bedding.

The man arched his brows like he was scolding a child.

“Ha… someone might think I’m assaulting you.”

A large palm forced Yunhwan’s thighs apart. The knees that had been pressed together crumbled helplessly under the firm grip. Seonghye, crawling between his spread legs like a snake, gave a bright, child-like smile.

His bloodshot eyes slowly traveled downward.

“Even though that’s not actually the case.”

He murmured in an ordinary tone.

His murky eyes, of an unknowable depth, greedily drank in the body pinned beneath him.

“You’re the one breaking me, right?”

His lips brushed against Yunhwan’s smooth forehead. From the sensation on his skin alone, Yunhwan could feel that he was smiling. Tilting his head back to avoid those greedy lips, Yunhwan’s face contorted fiercely.

“Get off, Min Seonghye, you… what do you think you’re doing, Mmph—”

Before Yunhwan could even finish opening his mouth, Seonghye captured his lips. A hot tongue forced its way in, parting his mouth. As his jaw was tilted sharply to the side, the tongue delved deeper as if trying to take root.

“Haa, Min Seong—ngh…!”

Even in the dark, a boiling gaze stared down at Yunhwan. Yunhwan’s eyes, which had been clouded by alcohol, were now frantically trying to push through the haze and reclaim his reason. Seonghye closed his eyes again. He breathed air into the parted mouth and sucked on the lips frantically.

“Mmmph…!”

When Yunhwan tried to shake his head, the other pushed his tongue in even more suggestively.

A squelching sound came from their overlapping lips. As the thick tongue coiled around and crushed the tongue trying to escape, Yunhwan’s waist gave a sudden jerk. Yunhwan’s cheeks trembled at the messy entanglement of tongues, to the point where he couldn’t tell which belonged to whom. The more he moved, the more he felt as though his body were bound by massive shackles.

Hot moans were scattered over the bridge of his nose and his lips. He could feel the tongue, which had been clinging like a mad dog, now beginning to rub against the roof of his mouth. Finally regaining some strength, Yunhwan pushed Seonghye’s shoulders as hard as he could.

However, the man didn’t budge. Before Yunhwan could escape his embrace, Min Seonghye grabbed the back of his head with a fierce grip.

Bloodshot eyes looked down at Yunhwan.

The man, tracing his wet lips with his tongue again, spoke in a thick voice.

“Want me to suck your tongue?”

He laughed, biting and then releasing his own reddened lower lip. He seemed immensely satisfied with the sight of Yunhwan breathing raggedly beneath him. Seonghye narrowed his eyes seductively at the intermittently gasping Yunhwan.

“I’ll suck it for you.”

After briefly sucking on Yunhwan’s lips again, he spoke once more.

“It’ll feel good.”

A voice that didn’t hide its excitement settled over Yunhwan’s face. He had the illusion that the face above him, radiating a strange sensuality, was blooming into dozens of different flowers. Unlike Yunhwan, who could do nothing but gasp for breath, Seonghye—still straddling Yunhwan’s stomach—slowly lowered his head.