HPK 28

[Web Message]

[This is Bareun-i Dental Clinic. Mr. Yoon Wooseung’s appointment is for May 16th at 18:00. We will see you then.]

Wooseung checked the text message one more time and left the house. The dental clinic was on the third floor of a building densely packed with hospitals. After checking in and waiting, his name was called before long. He had an X-ray taken and went straight into the examination room.

“We’re leaning back now.”

The dentist inserted a dental mirror into his mouth and meticulously checked the area around his lower molar.

“The tooth is chipped.”

He picked up a pair of tweezers from the tray and removed the chipped piece. For a moment, his tongue flinched at the unfamiliar foreign sensation, and then the chair rose again. The dentist pointed to the monitor in front of them and explained calmly.

“As you can see here, the cavity is deeper than you might think. That’s why the tooth chipped. At this depth, I think we’ll have to start root canal treatment. You’ll hear about the pricing separately during your consultation in a little bit, and as for the treatment…”

At the words that he would need a root canal and a crown placed over it, Wooseung groaned inwardly. This was the punishment he was receiving for procrastinating for so long.

He could feel a strange foreign sensation every time he chewed, and his teeth were sensitive even when drinking lukewarm water, so he could not bear it any longer. Since it was an old pain, he had fully expected a cavity, but he had not known he would need a root canal.

“And there’s also a cavity on the adjacent tooth, so for this part, we’ll use resin…”

He quickly calculated the remaining money in his bank account in his head. He knew well how much was left since he had just sent money to the loan company yesterday. He could somehow manage the root canal, but anything more than that was currently impossible.

“Ah, you can pay for the crown after the root canal is finished.”

The dentist, seeing Wooseung’s troubled face, added in a kind voice. He said it would take a few weeks until the root canal was finished, so he should be able to get the money by then. Of course, he would have to work with a more anxious and nervous heart than usual, but… Wooseung conveyed his intention to receive the treatment today.

The anesthesia had not worn off even when he left the dental clinic after the treatment. The staff member sitting at the desk repeatedly reminded him not to eat until the anesthesia wore off. He awkwardly rubbed his still-numb cheek and crossed the crosswalk. He had to hurry to get to work.

♡

His expectation that it would be a day no different from any other was shattered to pieces as soon as he arrived at work. The moment his foot touched the final landing of the underground staircase, he was dragged by Kim Jungoh’s hand to Room 7. It was only then that he realized his phone was on silent, as Kim Jungoh angrily demanded to know why he hadn’t answered his calls.

Room 7 was filled with the scent of Taejung’s cologne. There was no smell of cigarettes or strong liquor. Unlike that day, the table was also extremely clean. There were no sloppily arranged glasses or food that had been messed up by many hands; only a few small zip-top bags were placed there.

Wooseung tore his eyes away from the table and looked at Taejung. Their eyes met immediately, as if he had been watching him the whole time.

“What are you doing standing there like an idiot.”

He had his arms on the table and was slightly bent over. He pressed down firmly on one of the zip-top bags with the tip of his fingernail and tossed it onto the table. The width and length of the zip-top bag were about the size of his pinky finger, and inside were white crystals.

“Are you sulking?”

“…”

“Come here.”

Taejung slowly straightened his back. Perhaps because of his enormous physique, he exuded an immense sense of intimidation even while sitting down. Wooseung forced his feet, which refused to move. When he came to a subtle stop at a distance where he could reach out and touch him, Taejung abruptly snatched his wrist.

“Ah!”

There was no time to be surprised by the force, which was strong enough to make a scream burst out on its own. His arm was pulled downward, and he collapsed onto the floor. As he tried to get up by pushing himself off the sofa with his hand, Taejung pressed down on his shoulder to stop him.

“What, are you really sulking?”

“…”

“Because Moonsu fucked your friend?”

“…It’s not like that. And I’m not sulking.”

Was he even in a position to do so. To Wooseung’s reply, which was mixed with a bit of self-deprecation, Taejung smiled and added more words.

“I called you to do what you’re good at.”

“…”

“You know without me having to say it, right?”

Pat, pat. A large hand patted his left cheek. It did not hurt, but it was sufficiently unpleasant.

“Suck it.”

The concise command fell from above his head.

His hand, which had slipped from the sofa, struggled to find purchase on the floor. The coldness of the marble spread through his skin to his entire body.

“…”

Time passed, but Wooseung could not bring himself to pull down the pants in front of his eyes. Apart from feeling dirty, the anesthesia he had received for the root canal had not yet worn off. The area below his eyes and his cheeks had almost returned to their normal sensation, but his jaw and tongue were still numb. The pain also remained.

Taejung, who read his hesitation, patted the round back of his head as if tapping it, tap, tap.

“Are you not going to earn money?”

It was an indifferent tone, as if asking what he was hesitating about.

“Hey, even if you’re sulking, you have to do your job.”

Wooseung cautiously looked up at him. After licking his parched lower lip with his tongue, he slowly continued speaking.

“I, I went to the dentist today…”

A crack appeared on Taejung’s placid face.

“What?”

He asked again, not understanding what he had just heard in one go.

“The dentist?”

“Yes. The dentist… The cavity was bad, so I got a root canal. I’m not doing this because I don’t want to. I really did go to the dentist.”

Really, the voice that he added trailed off, becoming very small. Their gazes drew a straight line for a while.

A moment later, a laugh like escaping air flowed from between Taejung’s lips.

“Ah, what. You went to the dentist?”

“…Yes.”

“Let me see.”

“What?”

“Let me see. The part you had treated.”

The treated area was temporarily filled, so on the outside, it looked no different from a normal tooth. He could not understand Taejung wanting to see the treated tooth, but since he did not have any other choice, Wooseung obediently opened his mouth.

“Ah.”

Then, thinking Taejung might not know which tooth was treated, he stretched his lips horizontally and pressed on the molar with his index finger.

“Here, the bottom one, the molar.”

Because he stretched his lips, he made a lisping sound like a child who had not fully grown.

However, Taejung did not react much even after seeing the tooth. The eyes that slid downward were as emotionless as usual.

Wooseung awkwardly removed the finger that was touching his molar. As he slowly closed his lips and observed him, a large hand suddenly cupped his cheek. He flinched at the unfamiliar contact.

Soon, with the sensation of a thumb hooking his lip corner, his lips were parted. The thumb that pushed its way into his mouth briefly rubbed against the molar. It tasted salty.

“Did the dentist tell you not to suck dick?”

Taejung asked, wiping his wet finger on Wooseung’s cheek. Telling him not to suck dick, there was no way he would have heard such a precaution. Nevertheless, Wooseung answered quite seriously.

“Not that. This treatment was a bit expensive, so I want to be careful. No, I want to be careful, sir.”

His throat clogged up as he spoke, and he swallowed.

“…”

Taejung just rubbed his thumb and index finger together without answering. The longer the silence stretched, the more it was Wooseung’s share to embrace the anxiety.

“Sh-shall I do it with my hand.”

So, he reluctantly suggested another way. Taejung’s eyes widened as if he had heard something unexpected.

“Hand?”

“Yes. Hand. Like this…”

Wooseung said, making a motion of gripping and shaking something with his hand.

“Ha…”

Taejung let out a dry laugh with a crooked corner of his mouth. Then, he slumped back against the sofa with a thump and rubbed the inside of his cheek with his tongue. As his right cheek bulged, an unrefined air flowed from him.

“Alright, do it. With your hand.”

He spread his legs carelessly and grabbed Wooseung’s forearm, pulling him forcefully between his legs. He was so strong that not even a single breath was disturbed.

“But if I don’t cum, you’re opening your mouth.”

“…Yes.”

He nodded his head slowly, feeling the uncomfortable sensation in his jaw every time he spoke. He had to avoid using his mouth as much as possible. For now, that was his only thought.

Taejung was once again in a tracksuit set. When he brought his hand to his waistband, he lifted his hips to make it easier to take off. When he pulled down his underwear and pants to his thighs at once, his semi-erect penis flopped out.

He must have been in a great hurry. Every time he had taken his pants off, he was always met with a limp piece of flesh hanging down, not erect…

He gripped the penis, which he could not even wrap his whole hand around, and slowly stroked it up and down. The penis, which gradually increased in volume, finally became fully erect, and fluid pooled at the urethral opening. Wooseung rubbed it with his palm and spread it over the penis.

“Haa.”

A low sigh flowed from above his head. When he peeked up to check, Taejung responded curtly, “What.” He covered the top of his head with his hand and pressed down, as if telling him to just do his job.

Squelch, squelch. The faster he moved his hand, the stickier the sound became. He paid special attention to the hollowed area below the glans, caressing it with more force. Fluid trickled down, and soon his palm was thoroughly soaked.

Just then, a hot hand slipped under the hoodie he had not had a chance to change out of.

“Eut…”

“Keep going, keep going.”

When Wooseung flinched his neck, he kicked his thigh lightly with his foot. Wooseung focused again on stroking the penis.

The hand that had languidly swept past his nape in turn rubbed his prominent vertebrae, where there was no flesh, and his shoulders. It was a touch as if searching for something, or perhaps confirming it.

“Hmm…”

Wooseung could not understand why he was touching him, so he was a little scared. So he spurred on his caress. He forcefully kneaded the soft glans and the menacing shaft, where veins bulged.

Taejung brought the hand that had been touching Wooseung in front of his own face. The gaze that stared intently at his palm was still difficult to read. He was anxiously stealing glances at him when his eyes suddenly met Taejung’s.

“Ah, I don’t think I’m going to cum. What should I do.”

He chuckled and then commanded with a jerk of his chin, without adding another word. For him to just obediently open his mouth.

The liquid clinging to his hand, like melted jelly, created web-like strands between his fingers. Wooseung looked at the dark red penis. The blood vessels that bulged menacingly like tree roots, the large glans, and of course, its length and staggering thickness.

He did not want to put it in his mouth. His jaw still hurt, and he felt it would have a bad effect on the tooth he had gotten the root canal on.

“Keuk, hey.”

So, Wooseung ignored Taejung’s command.

“Ah, shit, what the…”

He moved his hand up and down rapidly. At a speed that would make his arm ache.

“Heu, keuk!”

A low groan rumbled from below his throat, and Taejung’s brow furrowed. He was extremely flustered by the sudden feeling of ejaculation that washed over him. His chest swelled greatly and then deflated, and the muscles in his abdomen all began to tense up. The blood vessels leading from his penis twitched and writhed.