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      by mimi Taejung, who had been panting languidly, stretched out his arm and fumbled around here and there, then finally found what he was looking for and grabbed it. Beep, beep. After lowering the air conditioner's temperature, he flopped his head back onto the bed. “Wow, it’s fucking hot.” However, contrary to his complaint, a faint hint of laughter was mingled in his voice. “How do you have sex in here?” Wooseung answered with labored breaths. It was a question not worth…
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      HPK 71

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      by mimi The basement, completely sealed off by solid walls, was a place where even small sounds echoed loudly. Wooseung was startled and, without realizing it, looked up toward the stairs. There was no sign of anyone, but someone might remember this commotion and later casually mention it to the owner living on the fifth floor. “Please don’t do that. There’s no one inside.” “Then open it.” Taejung was the one who kicked the door, but it was Wooseung whose heart was pounding as if he were the…
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      HPK 70

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      by mimi The forearms supporting the slender body bulged and rippled, revealing a fierce texture. Taejung pulled his hips back and then thrust hard. The swollen flesh of the inner walls, startled by the rough penetration, trembled and quivered violently. “Fuck…” Taejung scrunched his eyes at the pleasure striking his lower abdomen. A great drumbeat echoed in his temples. “Too, haah, too deep, eut…!” The penis plunged in almost vertically, practically crushing the insides. The fluid running…
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      HPK 68

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      by mimi Unlike Wooseung, whose heart was in turmoil, Taejung was no different from his usual self. "What do you want for lunch." He pressed down on the crown of Wooseung's head with his hand before letting go and plopping down onto the sofa. He leaned his head comfortably against the backrest and fiddled with his phone with one hand. Come to think of it, he had already grown accustomed to eating with Taejung in this house. At every mealtime, Taejung would indifferently ask Wooseung, "What do you want to…
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      HPK 67

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      by mimi Silence pressed heavily on his shoulders. Wooseung aimlessly followed the trail of lights sliding quickly past the window. Taejung, sitting in the seat next to him, had also been looking only at his phone since a while ago, so there was no noise at all inside the car. The occasional sounds of the city coming from outside were all there was. Vzzzzt—. Just then, a low vibration buzzed irregularly a couple of times. Wooseung turned over the hand resting obediently on his thigh and checked his phone. A…
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      HPK 66

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      by mimi Returning to Room 7, Taejung sat casually on the edge of the table and immediately held out his hand. "Phone." Wooseung, who had been standing there blankly, only took the phone out of his back pocket after seeing the hand beckon once more. Even as he handed it over, he was confused about why Taejung was suddenly asking for his phone in this situation. Taejung fiddled with the phone with an indifferent expression. Wooseung swallowed his churning feelings as he followed Taejung's eyes, which moved…
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      HPK 64

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      by mimi “Hey, a present.” Wooseung, who was neatly packing his toothbrush, toothpaste, and underwear into his bag, only lifted his head from his squatting position. Taejung came out of the bedroom, roughly drying his wet hair with a towel. He tossed the small box he was holding towards Wooseung with a swoosh. He caught the box in a fluster. The box, which felt both heavy and light, had a picture of a cell phone on it. He blinked blankly, then looked at Taejung with a feeling of ‘no way.’ His eyes…
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      HPK 63

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      by mimi The body heat of another person crawling up his back was familiar. “Boss, my clothes, just a moment!” Wooseung pushed his shoulder with all his might with a thud. The blouson jacket under his hand rustled and rubbed. Unlike usual, Taejung reacted to the forceful refusal by snarling viciously, “Fuck. What, again.” “At home, let’s do it at home. This is a car, so…” Noticing Wooseung’s eyes glancing at the driver’s seat, Taejung followed his gaze. Beyond the seat, he could see…
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      HPK 62

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      by mimi Checking the balance, Wooseung let out a heavy sigh. If he had not been able to go to work today, he would have had no choice but to borrow money from Jaemin. Fortunately, the amount he was currently short could be covered if he just saw one room. The waiting room door opened, and Kim Jungoh loudly called out the workers by name. Wooseung stood up from his seat along with a few other workers. He was about to put his phone into his bag when it suddenly started vibrating. Seeing the name on the…
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      HPK 61

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      by mimi The shoes, lined up in a row, boasted a brilliant luster, reflecting the light. After picking up one after another, he finally chose a pair of classic, reddish-brown boots that were a similar color to his pants. Wooseung cautiously approached him. “Hey, are you by any chance in contact with Kim Hyungho?” The man, who had been straightening his back while putting on his shoes, turned his head to look at Wooseung. The face was familiar. He was one of the people who often smoked e-cigarettes in the…
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