PAO 67

Seowon pointed to a promotional flyer attached to the building’s exterior, and Junghoo, as if he had known where the hotel was all along, walked straight into the motel.

Room 401.

Seowon, who entered after tapping the room key, inserted the key card into the slot on the wall and looked around.

The narrow hallway greeted the two of them with a flamboyant floral wallpaper. The red flowers on a purple background were somehow mismatched yet strangely harmonious.

“I can’t believe wallpaper like this still exists.”

Although it wasn’t a densely populated urban area, it was an old-fashioned wallpaper he had seen on TV once. It had a worn-out feel, but at least the smell wasn’t musty and was okay.

After confirming there was a bathroom as they walked down the hall, Junghoo, as if he couldn’t wait any longer, turned his body and saw the bed before Seowon did.

Seowon watched him and gently bit his lower lip. It was funny, but he felt like he shouldn’t laugh. Instead, he looked at the bed over Junghoo’s shoulder.

“This is seriously insane.”

That was his immediate impression upon seeing the bed.

Perhaps the owner here liked to color-coordinate; the bed, covered with a purple blanket just like the wallpaper, was circular. With the dazzling lights hanging above and the purple silk gowns hung neatly side-by-side on one wall… it was starting to get a little scary.

“I guess they like purple.”

No matter how you looked at it, the silk gowns were on the verge of blending into the wallpaper, as if they were chameleons.

While Seowon was scratching his head and continuing to look around the room, Junghoo remained motionless, staring intently only at the bed.

It was so much that Seowon, after finishing his tour of the room, came over and tapped Junghoo on the back.

“Is it that fascinating? You can’t take your eyes off it.”

When Seowon tapped him as if to tell him to stop staring, Junghoo smiled innocently with a pure look in his eyes. Watching his cheekbones rise and his lips curve up softly right before his eyes, Seowon was once again captivated by Junghoo’s face… no, not captivated, he was on guard.

“What is it. Why do your eyes look like that.”

Why so clear.

“Seowon, I want to see this thing spin.”

Junghoo even shyly pointed a finger at the bed, and even if one were only half-listening, it was obvious he wanted to lie down together on the spinning bed.

Seowon crossed his arms, wondering what to do, but decided to continue the conversation for now.

“There must be a button somewhere, but I don’t know which one it is.”

“It’s over there.”

As Seowon was scanning the wall, Junghoo immediately pointed to the nightstand next to the bed. Seeing that it had only four buttons, it was clearly not the TV remote. Seowon had thought he was only looking at the bed, but he had spotted it at some point; you could never let your guard down.

“Right. We came to see the bed, so we should see it.”

Seowon nodded, placed a hand on Junghoo’s arm, and then slowly moved it down to grab his wrist. It wasn’t just that his hand had moved down; just as Junghoo was about to turn to look at Seowon, his wrist was suddenly squeezed tight.

Before he could even realize what was happening, Junghoo tumbled onto the bed with a thump. And Seowon, who had pushed him onto the bed, remained standing in the same spot, grinning. He waved the remote he had taken from the nightstand—who knows when—with a little flourish.

“Shall we see how fast it spins?”

It would be great if it was as fast as a decent amusement park ride. With a face full of anticipation, Seowon quickly pressed the red button.

At the same time, the room went dark, and the lights on the ceiling began to spin, shooting out primary-colored beams. Yellow, red, and blue… while circular lights appeared and disappeared on the walls, the bed also began to rotate, and Junghoo, who was lying sprawled on it, started to spin along with it.

Colorful lights danced over his slender body, stretched out long on the purple bed. After one full rotation, Seowon saw Junghoo’s dazed face up close and clicked his tongue.

“This is a mess.”

He’s enjoying this right now.

He stared intently as Junghoo moved away again. His eyes were unfocused, and his lips were agape. It wasn’t even spinning that fast, but after staring at the rotating ceiling, he belatedly pressed his lips firmly together. Seowon laughed at the pathetic sight of him belatedly pretending like it was nothing.

“Your face is purple.”

The purple that the owner couldn’t fit into the lighting had bloomed as a flush on Junghoo’s face.

Seowon watched with an incredulous look, then casually tossed the remote to one side. Since Junghoo seemed to be enjoying it, he figured he could turn it off later.

“I wonder if the hot water works here.”

It was just as Seowon turned to go to the bathroom he had spotted earlier, leaving Junghoo behind. The moment he realized an arm was wrapping around his waist, his body was lifted into the air. The lights on the ceiling got closer, then farther away.

Just as he had pushed Junghoo, Junghoo had wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him onto the bed; it all happened in an instant. Junghoo climbed on top of Seowon, who made no particular effort to get up from the bed and just lay there. He placed a hand next to Seowon’s face and met his eyes.

“Let’s play together.”

At Junghoo’s whispered words, Seowon remained still for a moment, then blurted out.

“You mean let’s have sex together?”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“Yes, it is. Your eyes have gone crazy. And you smell.”

When he pointedly mentioned that the room had become filled with Junghoo’s pheromones, he smiled sheepishly.

“Are you curious about the spinning bed? Or…”

When Seowon glared at him, telling him to be specific, Junghoo showed him with actions instead of words.

“Mph.”

No, he can show me all he wants, but why does he have to take away my chance to speak?

Seowon glared at Junghoo, who was sucking on his lips, then closed his eyes. Well, since we’ve come this far, might as well enjoy it. He also thought that if he released the built-up pheromones, it might lessen the burden on Hangyeol for Junghoo.

Seowon wrapped his arms around Junghoo’s neck, accepting the kiss, and tried to focus only on him.

Looking at the only thing not spinning in a dizzying, spinning world.

Realizing that the lights spinning on the ceiling and the rotating bed were moving in opposite directions didn’t make him feel particularly proud.

I’m spinning, and the lights are spinning too, so it’s disorienting and I wish it would just stop, and if something absolutely has to spin, I wish it would just be one thing.

If not that…

I wish he would at least take his head away from between my legs.

“Move now.”

Seowon pushed Junghoo’s head away. He even turned his body to the side and brought his legs together, but because he couldn’t push Junghoo away completely, he was still stuck in between.

“Hey. Yoo Junghoo, ugh.”

Seowon sucked in a breath at the force of his suction.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t talk with your mouth full.”

It was embarrassing to hear his pronunciation get garbled because he was speaking with his teeth hidden, afraid he might bite his dick. But regardless of what Seowon was feeling, Junghoo continued what he was doing.

He had swallowed the penis deep into his mouth. In that state, he kept gulping as if to swallow it all the way down his throat, and the tightening around the head of his penis made Seowon freak out.

“If you, if you put it in like that… Don’t eat it. Don’t eat it!”

Since it was attached to his own body, it didn’t seem likely it would go past his throat, but he squeezed it so tightly that it felt 불안. As he squeezed the piece of his flesh as if juicing it, Seowon pushed off the bed with his feet to pull his body back, but there was nowhere else to go.

Seowon, imagining himself lying there with his legs spread on the spinning bed, felt incredulous but couldn’t do anything but let out moans.

“Junghoo, please…”

Please get out.

Seowon let out a sigh, but the slurping sounds didn’t diminish. Normally, he listened to everything, but now, like a rebellious frog, he wasn’t listening to a single thing. And what was driving him even crazier was that the lingering sensations of pleasure were steadily building up.

“Hey, I think I’m really going to come.”

As the arousal made his hips tremble, his pushes against Junghoo grew stronger. When his wet tongue prodded the tip of his urethra, Seowon freaked out and shook his legs. I said I’m about to come, what are you doing prodding me there?

“Come.”

Junghoo urged Seowon on, his mouth still full. Seowon tried to say that he hated that even more, but he showed no sign of moving.

“No… I’m really going to lose my mind.”

Instead of pushing him, who wouldn’t budge, Seowon covered his own forehead. He wondered if the world had gone crazy, and that’s why he was acting like this; the only thing they’d done since taking their clothes off was him sucking his dick.

There’s a limit to how much one can hold back, so Seowon’s body trembled before he finally lost all his strength. As semen shot out from the cock that felt like it was about to burst, he felt a sense of release, but was then met with another kind of pressure.

“No way.”

Seowon, who had closed his eyes while coming, slowly opened them afterward and looked 불안 at Junghoo, who was still holding his member in his mouth.

“Did I… in your mouth…”

Come?

Seeing Junghoo’s eyes curve into a crescent, Seowon let the tension leave his body.

“Spit it out.”

He was muttering that he should spit it out since what’s done is done, but Junghoo slowly began to crawl up his body. Knowing that he had placed a hand next to his face, brushing past his ear, Seowon looked up with questioning eyes.

“What are you doing? I told you to spit it out…”

“It’s gone.”

“…”

Realizing that one couldn’t speak like that if there was something in their mouth, Seowon stared blankly at Junghoo.

“I can’t eat your dick, so I swallowed the other thing.”

Junghoo opened his mouth as if to let him check. And the more he turned his head this way and that to show him every corner, the more Seowon’s expression soured.

“You really.”

Are you crazy?

This isn’t right… Seowon kept his hand on his forehead and shook his head. It wasn’t their first time giving oral, but it was the first time he had swallowed.

“Why would you eat something that tastes so foul?”

It doesn’t even taste good, what’s the point of swallowing it?

“It’s not foul. It was like swallowing perfume.”

The semen was full of pheromones, sure, but it wasn’t perfume.

“Stop talking nonsense and…”

“You like my pheromones too, don’t you?”

“What?”

Momentarily flustered, Seowon looked up at him, and Junghoo wiped the semen from his own lips with his index finger and licked it clean. Even as Seowon watched in horror, Junghoo swallowed it as if it were delicious. Then, he shook his head and pointed out the truth.

Ah, really… Seowon sat up and pushed him away by the shoulders.