INFB Ch 3

Hesitating, he clutched the bottom of his shirt and scurried into the bathroom attached to the corner of the office to hide. He looked just like a fleeing squirrel.

At the bathroom door closing with a squeak, Jaegyu’s eyebrows went up crookedly.

“He’s even pretending not to hear me.”

Am I fucking invisible? Jaegyu let out a short, scoffing chuckle while biting down on his cigarette. However, his eyes were not smiling.

The bathroom was crude. A single washbasin reddened with water stains, a urinal, and a single sit-down toilet were all there was. On the washbasin was a cracked bar of soap, and next to the toilet was a cleaning tap. A long hose was attached to it like an elephant’s trunk.

It was a dirty, filthy bathroom, but because no one used it, there was hardly any smell. It was at a level better than the foul-smelling gosiwon of a similar environment.

Seobin was about to turn on the light, but stopped and began to undress in the dark. This was because although the lower part of the bathroom door was a steel door, the upper part was made of translucent glass. If he turned on the light, Jaegyu would be able to see him washing up clearly.

Since they had already seen everything there was to see and not see, there was no need to make a fuss, but he couldn’t help feeling a sense of shame.

Although Seobin’s hands trembled violently, his movements were fast. It was due to the obsession that he must not make Jaegyu wait any longer.

Seobin stacked his clothes nicely in the corner and turned the tap strongly while aiming the end of the hose at the crown of his head. Just as he thought he heard the sound of water, ice-cold water poured over his head in torrents.

“Huu…”

His dry back convulsed trembling. Just when entering the gosiwon, he had thought he should take a shower with cold water. But because his body froze whenever he stood in front of Jaegyu, he was not pleased with this coldness right now.

Seobin wetted his body with his eyes squeezed shut and rubbed the hardened soap to make a lather.

It was an arduous shower. However, he couldn’t not do it. Because his hands and tongue would touch here and there on his body.

Seobin finished showering around the time his lower lip turned pale blue. Then he roughly shook off the moisture with his hands. Washing with only soap made his hair stiff and rough, but he didn’t care.

He was used to this kind of shower, to washing like livestock in this shabby bathroom. It was because Jaegyu always called him without warning.

Seobin went out of the bathroom wearing only his shirt and pants, excluding the t-shirt he was wearing underneath. But the moment he opened the door and stepped one foot outside.

“Uh…”

Just as he thought a huge hand flew in like a bat, his hair was grabbed. And then his body was dragged straight along with it.

“Heuk…”

Seobin was so startled he couldn’t even scream. The flashing scenery and light felt unrealistic. Then a few seconds later, his body settled somewhere. It was on top of Jaegyu’s desk. In front of his eyes was Jaegyu’s dust-covered nameplate, and beyond that, the full view of the office could be seen.

The space, which was awkward to call an office, was a space not in use right now.

had become and moved into a slick building. Even so, Jaegyu always called Seobin here. Not his house, not the office actually in use, let alone a cheap motel. In this abandoned space without a bed or anything, he crushed Seobin down.

Ironically, Seobin felt comfortable in this space. Pain that exists only inside this space where no one sees, and where no one hears even if he screams. Pain that is severed the moment he leaves this space at the same time. That’s why his mind was at ease. Of course, his body would continue to be uncomfortable.

Did he know that Seobin, whose cheek was squished flat against the desk, was thinking about other things? Jaegyu lifted his hair and slammed it back down again—thump.

“Ugh…”

“Telling me to wait outright. You’ve gotten quite brazen.”

“It… hurts.”

“You even say it hurts. Is selling your body easy now?”

“…”

Seobin’s mouth gasped open. However, no words came out.

How could such a thing be easy? How could it ever become easy?

When my neck is still strangling at your text messages. When my body temperature evaporates with every step coming here. How could it be.

Since Seobin remained silent, a large, hot palm reached through his shirt and slid straight into his back. Then it swept up in the reverse direction to his shoulder blades. His shirt caught on his wrist rolled upward, fully exposing his slender, snow-white back.

“Huu…”

Seobin swallowed dry saliva with a gulp and shrank his body back. Even though he was standing under ice-cold water just moments ago, it was intriguing how he could vividly feel the floating cold air.

“…”

Jaegyu quietly looked down at Seobin’s back. Even under the dim lighting covered in dust, Seobin’s back was truly white. It was just like a precious white porcelain. A brilliant and softly glowing white porcelain. On top of that, because it was wet today, its luster was double that of usual.

Smooth skin, a sunken spine, the twitching movement every time his hand touched it, and the fine muscles that tensed and relaxed, proving he was a man too, made his mouth water.

And his dark, tan hand sweeping down over it. This sense of depravity, as if defiling a white world. A taboo committed with pleasure.

That excited Jaegyu.

Having swept down Seobin’s back for a while, Jaegyu slid his hand inside his pants. Cheekily, whether he wore pants without wearing underwear, his bare buttocks wrapped right around his palm.

Jaegyu let out a short, scoffing laugh. Bending his long back flexibly like a beast, he licked long behind Seobin’s earlobe.

“Why did you come out wearing clothes. It’s a hassle. Do you happen to like it when I strip you?”

“…”

At the end of Jaegyu’s tie scraping across his back—ssak, ssak—Seobin’s waist dipped deeply inward. His fingertips gripping the desk, which had nothing to hold onto, turned pale white. Jaegyu, as if used to Seobin not answering, began to enjoy the act by himself.

A one-sided play. It was always like this, and that was natural. According to his words, Jaegyu was the ‘customer’ and Seobin was the ‘merchandise’.

Jaegyu slowly licked from Seobin’s tailbone to the end of his spine with his tongue. Seobin bit his lower lip firmly.

Jaegyu’s tongue is hot and wet. On top of that, it’s thick, and though it might sound strange, strong as well. At times, it was to the point he wondered if his flesh was tearing from his tongue.

However, the hardest thing to bear was that he was persistent. It wasn’t as if anything was protruding, but was merely a plain back, yet Jaegyu licked it for a very long time. Sometimes, as if throwing a tantrum, he opened his mouth wide and bit down hard on his flesh-only side, or chewed on his nape, and every time that happened, Seobin had to cross his legs and suppress his groans.

On top of that, even his hands squeezing his buttocks tightly. At the touch gripping as if to burst his buttock flesh and then standing his fingertips up to scratch, damnably, below his belly button began to throb.

Jaegyu molested Seobin’s body recklessly with hands calloused without any pattern. He raised the hand he had put inside his pants to sweep down his waist, and lifted Seobin’s body that was stuck right against the desk to twist his nipple.

“Heuut…”

Lust was full in the hands gathering up his chest, which had nothing to hold onto, and squeezing it tightly. He pinched Seobin’s nipple firmly with his thumb and middle finger.

“Ahut!”

At the sharp sensation, Seobin ducked his neck. Then Jaegyu buried his face in Seobin’s nape and shoved his nose between the folded skin. The sound of him sniffing and inhaling his scent was heard clearly.

Jaegyu played with Seobin’s chest for a long time. Pulling and stretching it out as if pinching, and when Seobin groaned as if in pain, touching it with the tip of his middle finger as if soothing him. Softly scratching the tip of his nipple with a dull fingernail, and when he let his guard down, pressing down hard as if crushing it with his fingernail to twist it.

“Ah, huu…”

Seobin swallowed the groans welling up like a seizure back down his throat with effort. Even though he would whine like an in-heat beast tens of minutes later anyway, he was trying to endure while he still had his reason.

Jaegyu, scraping Seobin’s neck with his front teeth, played with his nipple, and whether he couldn’t endure it any longer, slammed Seobin’s back right onto the desk and pulled his pants down his dangling legs. Then grabbing Seobin’s waist, he flipped him over toward himself. The shirt that had been rolled up slid down and covered his back.

Seobin swung mindlessly here and there following his touch like a doll with its strings cut. Whenever he moved, the water collected in his hair dripped down onto the desk—ttuk, ttuk.

“Unbutton it.”