That Face Is the Problem - Chapter 77.2
Jae-gyeong was nervous. For some reason, he had a premonition that Da-sol would reject his confession—which wasn’t exactly a conventional confession. However, instead of rejecting Jae-gyeong’s confession, Da-sol said this:
“But I think I’ll have to reduce that category to 45 now.”
“Pardon…?”
“Because that doesn’t exactly feel so loathsome anymore.”
At that moment, Jae-gyeong realized. He realized that this right now was Da-sol’s confession. And if he missed this chance to give certainty to these feelings, Da-sol would retreat forever.
Jae-gyeong squeezed his eyes shut and brought his lips straight against Da-sol’s lips as if headbutting them. From the wound on Da-sol’s lips earlier, a metallic taste of blood filtered through. Jae-gyeong carefully licked that wound and slipped his tongue inside Da-sol’s completely rigid lips.
Perhaps Da-sol might bite Jae-gyeong’s tongue. He might bite it, sever it, spit it out, and trample it underfoot (with Da-sol, that was entirely possible). Yet, Jae-gyeong did not stop. He thought that if Da-sol were to reject him, it wouldn’t matter even if he did exactly that.
“Haa…”
Jae-gyeong brought his body closer to Da-sol and pushed his tongue in even deeper. Da-sol, who had been sitting completely still like a wooden statue, finally began to twitch his tongue.
‘Is he accepting me? Or is he going to cut off my tongue and throw it on the floor?’ At that thought, Jae-gyeong’s tongue halted for a moment. Right then, Da-sol held Jae-gyeong back in an embrace. Then, their tongues tangled together stickily.
“Haa… Mr. Da-sol…”
“Huu… nng…”
An erotic sound of breathing filled the inside of Jae-gyeong’s home. Da-sol gradually leaned backward, and following his movements, Jae-gyeong wrapped his arms around Da-sol and continued the kiss.
That wasn’t all. Jae-gyeong instinctively rubbed his hardened lower body against Da-sol’s thigh.
“Nng… Jeong Jae-gyeong… hng!”
“Haa, Mr. Da-sol, Mr. Da-sol…”
Though neither of them knew it, this right now was the very first kiss of both of their lives. A first kiss was entirely too sweet, ticklish, and strange. Goosebumps broke out and settled back down, and even though saliva pooled inside their mouths and mixed together, the thought of it being dirty didn’t cross their minds.
They were merely rubbing their lips and tongues together, yet down below stirred, and the area beneath their navels grew burning hot. Was there anything more beyond a kiss? Something that could make this person completely his. Something that could swallow this person whole.
Absorbed in the kiss, Da-sol and Jae-gyeong adjusted the angle of their heads, sucking and rubbing each other’s tongues. They tickled the roofs of each other’s mouths with the tips of their tongues and swept over each other’s teeth. Nobody had ever taught them, and they had never done it before, but it naturally happened that way. It was solely the result of acting as desire led them.
“Ah, wait a second, Jeong Jae-gyeong… hng, ugh, ah!”
Suddenly, Da-sol’s body trembled violently, and he stopped the kiss, catching Jae-gyeong by the shoulders to block him.
“Wh-Why…? Did I do something wrong… uh…?”
Jae-gyeong lowered his gaze toward the lower body, which was gradually turning wet. He could see a wet stain growing larger and larger on Da-sol’s pants.
“Mr. Da-sol… just now… did you ejaculate…?”
“Fuck, who on earth asks that so directly?”
“Th-Then… the emission of sperm due to sexual arousal just now—”
“Yes, I came. Are you happy now? Fuck, move aside.”
His face turning bright red, Da-sol shoved Jae-gyeong hard and stood up. He swiftly headed to the bathroom and closed the door.
Jae-gyeong followed him all the way to the front of the bathroom, pacing around in circles at a complete loss before entering his own room to bring a fresh pair of underwear and pants.
“Mr. Da-sol… I will leave some underwear and pants in front of the bathroom…”
Da-sol gave no reply, but the sound of him muttering all sorts of curse words could be heard from inside.
He was probably embarrassed to death, but for some reason, Jae-gyeong felt relieved. To ejaculate while kissing… meant it must have felt that good, right? As a man, there was no clearer green light than that… A slow smile spread across Jae-gyeong’s face.
‘It really seems like Mr. Da-sol l-likes me…’
If it had been since he got an erection while receiving a heal before, that duration was surprisingly not short. If Da-sol had been confused due to feeling a strange attraction to him since then, it made sense why he had avoided him for an entire week after running into Da-in.
Da-sol had been hurt. By the fact that the person Jae-gyeong liked was Da-in, not himself.
Jae-gyeong’s chest swelled with emotion. Until the kiss, he had been dazed and lacking a sense of reality, but now he felt he could truly believe the fact that Da-sol harbored a favorable interest in him.
“Mr. Da-sol…! I–I really like you too…!”
Jae-gyeong shouted in a voice overflowing with joy and hope. Soon, Da-sol’s response echoed from inside the bathroom.
“It’s embarrassing, so shut the hell up.”
Jae-gyeong beamed with a wide grin.
“Yes…!”
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