Semantic Error - Chapter 15.7

“just have to take responsibility, then.”

• What are you talking about? I’m hanging

up.

Sangwoo stopped in front of the building. The way he spoke made it seem as if he would

immediately hang up, but he stood still with the

device against his ear.

As soon as Jaeyoung hung up, Sangwoo finally lowered the phone. He glared at the screen and

shouted, “Damn bastard!”

That’s how he normally thought. Jaeyoung quickly walked forward. Sangwoo’s back got closer little by little. As he tried to push through

the glass door, he caught up and hugged him from behind.

“It’s me.”

Sangwoo, who had been trying to shake off his touch by quick movements, gradually lowered

his elbow. Feeling his own heart pounding,

Jaeyoung held him tighter in his arms. Just by

hugging, a tingling sensation spread throughout

every corner of his body. When he put his nose

against his neck and deeply inhaled, he felt a dizziness mixed with the alcohol from earlier.

“3D beats 2D. Right?”

Quite a while passed before he came to senses

enough to speak. Sangwoo didn’t laugh at the

great joke.

It didn’t take very long before the act of rubbing

his nose slowly against his neck became bold.

Jaeyoung’s lips slipped over the white skin. He

sucked in the skin with a loud sound everywhere

he touched it. How could someone’s body be so

sweet after working at a cigarette smoke-

smelling PC room for hours? Perhaps it was

because of the alcohol, but Jaeyoung thought that he couldn’t get his head straight. When he bit the thin skin at the end of Sangwoo’s short hair and licked his way up the back of his

ear with his tongue in one go, he felt the body flinch in his arms. Jaeyoung hugged his slightly

trembling body more tightly while holding his

earlobe between his lips and tickling it by gently

curling his tongue.

“Sunbae..”

The hands that had been hugging Sangwoo went

down towards his chest as if they represented

Jaeyoung’s desire. He patted his flat chest over

his clothes and groped at his waist. Sangwoo

tightly grabbed the hand and softly murmured,

“Give me… time to prepare.”

Instead of answering, Jaeyoung spun his body around so they faced each other. Sangwoo

avoided his eyes, face red, with streaks of shadows from the streetlights. Jaeyoung raised

his chin with his hand so that they would make

eye contact. 

‘No.

As soon as he kissed him without saying a word, he pushed him away.

“Let’s just calm down for a bit.”

“said no.

He silently kissed him again. He didn’t immediately refuse him this time. He enveloped

around Sangwoo’s upper lip and gently

stimulated the inside of his lower lip with his

tongue. He was waiting for his teeth to part, but Sangwoo removed his lips while stepping back.

“I’ve worked all day so I’m dirty. Just one hour..”

Itold you no.

Jaeyoung covered his mouth, which wasn’t done

talking yet. He wrapped both of his hands around Sangwoo’s neck and pulled his face back

towards himself. He tilted his head, tightly aligned their lips and inserted his tongue into the open

mouth in order to dig into it. That way, he wouldn’t be able to say anything. That way he’d be able to focus on Sangwoo without any unnecessary

thoughts.

Sangwoo didn’t push him away this time. As if he had given up, he soon put strength into the hand holding Jaeyoung’s shoulder. Jaeyoung’s tenacity seemed to have dampened his superior

rationality. Sangwoo soon tiptoed and whispered into his ear, “Fine. Got it.”

Seeing Sangwoo passing on his lips and going

straight to sucking on his tongue instead, immediately reminded Jaeyoung of the day when they’d first kissed. A tactless impatience without hiding a thing. He put himself together without saying anything unnecessary, which

turned Jaeyoung on even more.

Sangwoo’s palm wrapped around Jaeyoung’s cheek and pulled his face towards himself. His

lips were crushed and their teeth collided with

the quick movement. The roots of their tongues

were deeply entwined, suffocating him.

Jaeyoung couldn’t close his mouth, so saliva flowed down his chin.

Bang. The back of Jaeyoung’s head hit the glass

door. The excited Sangwoo behaved wildly.

Jaeyoung pushed the door with his back and

pulled him into the dark building. He put his hand inside his clothes and caressed his hot back. He

put his finger in the hollow of his lower back and

hugged his neck with his palm. When he

removed his lips for a second and opened his

eyes, Sangwoo’s tightly shut eyelids rose and revealed the turbulent waves behind them.

“It tastes like soju.”

His tongue slipped out of his mouth and licked his

lips. 

“Alcoholic components can inhibit the central

nerve function and cause temporary erectile

dysfunction.”

“Go upstairs and see for yourself.”

It didn’t even matter who did it first, but their lips

stuck together like magnets again. As they

climbed the stairs while kissing, the dark ceiling lit

up.

“Mn… Hurry up.”

Contrary to what he’d just said, Jaeyoung pressed Sangwoo against the wall and kissed

him again. The unprepared Sangwoo was

extremely rough and so, seductive. The desire to quickly go home and what to do to him on the

spot clashed.

Because of that, it took a very long time to go all

the way up to the fourth floor. Even after barely

being able to go upstairs, they were delayed even further as they were kissing in front of the

door while trying to unlock it.

And then, into a dark room. They fell straight onto the bed. Sangwoo laid Jaeyoung down and sat

on top of him. He pressed their upper bodies

together, wrapped around his cheek, grabbed his hair, and kissed him. The bed that had felt like a hospital operating table the previous time felt like a jungle today. The hair on the back of his neck rose in excitement.

Jaeyoung climbed on top and fondled

Sangwoo’s hot body, receiving his caress through the suction of his neck and ears. The fingertips

worked as if they were his eyes, drawing a nice silhouette in the pitch-black room. Jaeyoung’s

hand slipped down the smooth neck. He

caressed the muscular back and moved down to

hug his lean hips. He tightly pushed his bottom against the stiff jeans and worked down the strong thighs. The hand that climbed inside the

leg now stopped by the groin. “Ah..

“

A low moan escaped when he nibbled

Jaeyoung’s ear. He merely touched the thick fabric, but it was hard enough to outline the

shape. It was proof that he was just as excited as

himself. Jaeyoung mischievously held it firmly, then unbuckled it as he wanted to see it with his

own eyes.

When he pulled down the pants and slipped his

hand over the underwear, Sangwoo put his arms around Jaeyoung’s neck and buried his face in

his nape. He touched his bottom with one hand

and gently swept up and down his pole with the

other. Sangwoo was silently writhing. As he had grabbed his T-shirt and tugged on it hard, Jaeoyung’s shoulders were partly exposed.

Jaeyoung hugged Sangwoo’s body and flipped him over. The latter looked surprised as he had

gotten flipped over in a second. He lowered his pants to his thighs and looked at the wet trunk in

front of him. Feeling an internal conflict for a

moment, he lowered his upper body and put his lips on the protruding part. Sangwoo freaked out

and raised his shoulders, but Jaeyoung didn’t care and teased him with his tongue, moving it

on the thin fabric that exposed the reddish color

underneath.

“Wait. I’m, I’m going to wash up.”

When Sangwoo, who was trying to get up, was

forced to lie down again while having his

underwear pulled down, his length, which wouldn’t fit all the way back into Jaeyoung’s mouth, made its presence known.

didn’t know I’d ever suck another person’s dick:

Jaeyoung murmured to himself and put it in his

mouth.

“Ah..”

Jaeyoung’s eyes were so wide that he couldn’t stop at even the salty and unpleasant taste.

Sangwoo’s penis didn’t look disgusting in the sight of his excitement, which even blew off his

repulsion. So he could lick it as enthusiastically as

if he was eating delicious ice cream.

“Ah… Uggh.”

He stimulated the scrotum with his hand and

used his tongue to lick up the tall pole. When he

pulled his teeth up and slightly bit the head, the hand that at some point was approaching the

back of his head, pulled his hair.

Seeing as he did that, he knew what he needed

to do to make it feel good. Moreover, studying wasn’t exclusive to Sangwoo. Jaeyoung worked

hard, armed with both theory and practice. He stimulated the indented pole by sharply raising

his tongue. He put his lips together and pressed

down the cockhead. He gently rolled the tip with

his tongue. He took a deep inhale and strongly forced it into his mouth. He did so while simultaneously having his eyes wide open and looking up at Sangwoo.

Sangwoo looked down at him with half-open

eyes. He had a gaze that was mixed with pain

and pleasure and directed at Jaeyoung.

Jaeyoung knew what he would look like, so he

had been very intentional. When he intentionally

slowly blinked his eyes slowly and exposed his

tongue, the hand on his hair pulled even harder. A

rough touch patted his cheek. Then he removed his hands to cover his eyes.

Thinking he was almost there, Jaeyoung made eye contact with Sangwoo and raised the pitch.

He pinched his lips together with the penis fully

inside his mouth. When he moved up and down

with strong pressure, a sweet moan escaped.

“Ah, Fu… Really, uh…”

He was the one getting stimulated, so why was he himself so impatient? He could feel his part

swelling like it was going to burst through his underwear. Jaeyoung clasped Sangwoo with one

hand and tightly gripped his thigh with the other.

When he moved up and down that way,

Sangwoo raised his knees and moved his hips.