Joker 2(Side Story) Ch 3

“Still, that bastard doesn’t think of me as much as Kwon Taeha does.”

“That’s right.”

And it wouldn’t matter who you brought from the world—because he liked him.

 Joo Hawon mumbled and filled his lungs with Kwon Taeha’s scent. He always smelled good, maybe because he had grown up surrounded by good things. No matter how many top-tier humidifiers or air purifiers were running, none of them could give him the stability that Kwon Taeha’s scent did.

Unable to bear Joo Hawon’s childishness any longer, Kwon Taeha pulled him into his arms.

 Joo Hawon, his eyelids slowly blinking, reached around his broad back. As he stroked him a few times, even breaths spread above his head. Using Kwon Taeha’s arm as a pillow, he eventually lifted his head.

Surprisingly, it was Kwon Taeha who had fallen asleep first, as if he had completed a difficult voyage. Wrapped in his arms, Joo Hawon felt his insomnia fade and his eyes grow heavy. Nights apart weren’t nights meant for sleep—they were hours spent chewing on suffering.

“Liar.”

He was always the one who fell asleep last and woke up first, so saying he slept fine without him was yet another lie.

Joo Hawon pressed down on his well-sculpted nose, just as he had a few days ago. He was still handsome—everything about him said as much. There had been a time when that unbelievably flawless face seemed too inhuman, enough to make him uneasy. But now he was long accustomed to it. The fatigue lingering under his eyes today only added to his decadent charm.

Handsome as ever, Kwon Taeha.

Muttering inwardly as he studied his face up close, Joo Hawon soon drifted into a deep sleep.

***

When Joo Hawon woke up, it was already noon. Kwon Taeha had also slept deeply, catching up on everything he had missed.

“Did you sleep well?”

Joo Hawon glanced at him, then looked around. He had been so exhausted that he hadn’t even noticed being carried from the sofa to the guest room. Rubbing his forehead against Kwon Taeha’s firm chest—still his pillow—he performed the familiar gesture of waking up.

“…Yeah.”

“Do you want to sleep a little more?”

Joo Hawon shook his head, sitting blankly with messy hair, not fully awake yet. The chirping of mountain birds had been annoying, but picturing them sitting atop his head suddenly felt a little cute.

“I feel sticky. I’m going to wash up.”

Still dazed, Joo Hawon staggered out of the bed. Watching him while propping himself up on an elbow, Kwon Taeha also rose and headed toward the dressing room.

In truth, he had woken up before Joo Hawon and watched him sleep for a long while before finally showering. Since he had never really explored Kwon Jaehee’s house, he didn’t know what food was in the kitchen.

He had walked over to the studio building, packed his phone and some food, then returned to Joo Hawon before lying down again. About an hour later, Joo Hawon had opened his eyes.

Hyun Jungwon had personally designed Kwon Jaehee’s villa, so its structure differed from ordinary homes. There was a living room and a dining room, but beyond that wide space, a narrow hallway unfolded. The rooms along the hallway were connected through doors, allowing them to move between them.

Since every door connected to the guest room, there was no privacy at all, and with the maze-like layout, Hyun Jungwon’s taste was questionable.

Fortunately, the guest room had its own bathroom, so Joo Hawon wouldn’t get lost. But Kwon Taeha had to walk to the very end of the hallway to reach what seemed to be the dressing room. Once inside, he took out new underwear and clothes. Kwon Jaehee had a subtle desire for possession and tended to buy most of what the personal shopper at the department store sent him.

Thanks to that, the clothes would be a bit big, but there were plenty for Joo Hawon to wear. The real issue was Kwon Taeha. He eventually found a loose-fitting tracksuit in the closet. The top fit fine, but the bottoms were short, leaving him dissatisfied with his reflection in the full-length mirror. Then, suddenly, a photo reflected in the corner of the mirror caught his eye, and he turned.

The photo reflected in the mirror was pinned to the white wall. Dozens of pictures were haphazardly fixed with thumbtacks, forming a mosaic. There were photos of the three Kwon brothers—excluding their mother and Hyun Jungwon—as well as pictures of Kwon Jaehee in his boarding school uniform with his classmates.

The most eye-catching was a photo taken last summer at the Füssen anniversary, where the family had gathered.

He and Joo Hawon were seated at a round table beside Eva and Kwon Jaehee. Kwon Taeha stared at the photo of the four of them. The table beneath the Füssen anniversary banner was for the owner’s family. It looked as though a paparazzo had taken it, and none of them had noticed the camera.

Taking the photo off the wall, he examined it more closely. Joo Hawon’s expression looked slightly awkward. Skilled at maintaining a poker face more than anyone, he nevertheless revealed the emotions he had felt at the moment the picture was taken. He seemed embarrassed—distant, unsure how to treat this newly formed family. Thankfully, there was no hint of dislike.

Joo Hawon had said Eva was difficult, but he likely didn’t realize it himself.

His expression, which could appear cold when blank, collapsed helplessly in front of Eva. Whenever she prepared his food, he couldn’t even hide the way his cheeks flushed. Yet he would always say he couldn’t give his heart to her—that her kindness made him uncomfortable, and he felt sorry.

Perhaps Joo Hawon had instinctively rejected her. Because even his own family had betrayed him.

‘Even if you hurt me, there’s no family to take care of me… If you’re not in my life… nothing’s left… You were my family…’

He must have felt betrayed by family all over again. His throat suddenly felt dry.

“What are you doing?”

Knock, knock—Joo Hawon, who had come through the next room instead of the hallway, knocked on the open door.

Wearing a gown, he was tempting. Seeing his interest in what he was holding, Kwon Taeha pinned the photo back with a thumbtack. Each step Joo Hawon took flooded the stagnant air with his pleasant scent.

“Hmm? When was this taken?”

Curious about the photo, Joo Hawon’s eyes widened a little. It was common to have their pictures taken at events, but this was their first time being photographed together like this at a family gathering.

“Are you angry?”

Angry? Joo Hawon turned a puzzled look toward him.

“Maybe my mother knew. My brother probably found out earlier than you. If it makes you uncomfortable, you don’t have to see either of them again.”

“…”

“I’m not planning to see them separately either.”

Joo Hawon opened his mouth.

“They’re the CEO’s family.”

“You’re my family too. The most important one.”

Joo Hawon shook his head.

“I don’t want to hear complaints from Eva or CEO Jaehee.”

“They won’t complain. If that’s what you want, they’ll both understand—and if they don’t, there’s no reason to make them.”

“CEO is…”

Joo Hawon hesitated, choosing his words.

“Sometimes you’re so cold it’s hard to adjust. Honestly, after the letter thing came up, Eva on Christmas—”

“I’ll gather them.”

Kwon Taeha answered before he could finish. Joo Hawon sighed openly. Whether the letters were thrown away or not was his business, but the thought that that coldness might someday reach him—that was a different matter.

“Sometimes I wonder if you’re not in love with me, but just… collecting me?”

“What kind of person feels like they’re going to die because of a collection?”

His reassuring words dissolved the fear into something absurd.

“Come here.”

“You don’t mean that, do you?”

Spreading his arms, Joo Hawon beckoned him. Kwon Taeha came obediently, but the force of the hug he received was coercive. Joo Hawon tugged the string at his waist, loosening the gown under the pressure of being squeezed.

“You haven’t eaten properly either.”

Kwon Taeha caught the hand that was about to expose his bare body.

“Who was it that said something was more important than food?”

“That’s me. You’re different.”

“Can’t I eat Kwon Taeha too?”

He inwardly praised himself for the patience he had shown in not already jumping him.

“I want to eat you.”

Joo Hawon opened his mouth, showing his red, clear tongue. Withdrawing his praise, Kwon Taeha pressed his lips closed. His mouth was hot and steamy—he had showered with warm water.

Kwon Taeha, sucking in the clear saliva, collided so hard that his lips were worn out. His relatively thick tongue swept over the soft mucous membrane, and Joo Hawon diligently followed his kiss.

“Haa……!”

The moment he took his mouth off with an exclamation, he suddenly picked up his body. Joo Hawon also naturally wrapped his legs around his waist. His already erect cock was poking his ass through the tracksuit. The rough fabric touched the inside of his ass, which had opened up because of the position, and his lower body flinched on its own.

He picked up Joo Hawon and strode over the door. There was no need to go to the room where they had slept, there was a bed in the room right next to the dressing room. Joo Hawon looked at the bed, but unlike expected, he was pushed against the wall. Slowly, the legs that had been wrapped around Kwon Taeha’s waist went towards the floor, and he stood supporting his body with the balls of his feet.

Joo Hawon put his arms around his shoulders and continued to kiss him. With his arms facing upwards as if he was being punished, the man’s hand caressing his chest became bolder. His nipples, which had perked up, were crushed in his hands.

He tickled the roof of his mouth with his tongue and squeezed his nipples tightly with his thumb and forefinger. His toes stood up straighter, and his genitals reacted accordingly. Joo Hawon reached out and grabbed his cock, which was making a bulging silhouette.

“Haa, I should save Joo Hawon’s orgasm for later.”

“This one likes to be treated roughly.”

“He also likes to be squeezed from the inside.”

There was no way to win by saying dirty things. Joo Hawon flipped the sweatshirt-style tracksuit he was wearing and took it off. Somehow, his cheeks flushed as he watched the hair that had been caught on the round neckline find its place.

It was probably because of the expression on his face looking at him with a smile. Before he was captivated by that face, he took off his pants along with his briefs. His excited genitals, which were so excited that they made a thud, pointed downwards and then bounced upwards.

Joo Hawon stepped on the clothes caught between his legs. Kwon Taeha pulled his legs out as if he was walking and suddenly became completely naked and picked up Joo Hawon again.

“Ah!”

He crossed his arms and squeezed his thighs tightly. Joo Hawon, who had been leaning on one shoulder as if he was hanging on it, wrapped his neck to keep his balance.

“I’m not a barbell.”

“You’re half the weight of the barbell I usually lift.”

Kwon Taeha said playfully and kissed Joo Hawon’s arm. Joo Hawon, who had been focusing on cardio, had recently been doing some strength training. Kwon Taeha had no way of knowing that his intention was to increase his lung capacity and stamina even more because of their sex life.

“Is CEO’s increased exercise routine these days because of me?”

“It’s no use. I can’t calm down when I see you.”

“You shouldn’t calm down. I get hard every time I see CEO too.”

Joo Hawon quickly lifted his face, grabbed Kwon Taeha’s cheeks, and gave him a peck. There was someone else who got harder at the word ‘hard’. The springs of the bed were useless as his body was pushed away with a rough air.

The moment his mind, which had fallen onto the bed, felt dizzy, Joo Hawon ran his hand over his legs. He pulled up the pre-cum that had rubbed off from his genitals and licked it with his tongue. Then he caressed his long, well-shaped genitals. While he was masturbating while looking up at Kwon Taeha, his whole body was violated by his gray-blue eyes.

“Haa, CEO…….”

He opened his lips and signaled for him to put his cock inside.

“Who told you to masturbate with CEO in front of you, huh?”

Kwon Taeha moved his legs, which had become as hard as stone, and raised one knee close to Joo Hawon’s face.

Joo Hawon turned his face to the side to suck on the head of his genitals, which were radiating heat near his cheeks. When he stuck out his tongue, he grabbed the shaft and lifted it so he couldn’t lick it.

“Don’t pretend you’re not excited.”

He licked the head of his genitals, which were covered in pre-cum, as close as he could get to the distance he had taken away.

“Hoo, that’s right. I almost came just from looking.”

Kwon Taeha stroked his side hair and pushed his cock deep into his wet mouth. Joo Hawon rolled his nipples with one hand and rubbed his genitals with the other. Chwup, he sucked the head of his cock, which was full in his mouth. As he sucked on the soft but firm skin, his hunger grew and liquid gushed from his salivary glands.

As he pressed his face closer to his groin, he took his hand away from masturbating. Instead, he bent his upper body down and bit his genitals in one go. Because of that, his cock, which was stuck in his throat, was pushed even deeper.

“Hoo, hueup.”

It felt like his lower body, which was being squeezed in Kwon Taeha’s mouth, was melting. He was sucking so hard from the beginning that his waist was shaking. When Kwon Taeha pushed his waist in, Joo Hawon quickly opened his throat. His neck bulged because of the cock coming through the narrow passage.

Kwon Taeha roughly dug into the hole with his tongue and sucked it so hard that his eyes felt gritty, as if he was repaying him. He was already feeling a sense of ejaculation. Joo Hawon urgently spat out Kwon Taeha’s genitals, which had been filling his throat.

“Haa, cough, if you do that……, I’ll come soon.”

Instead, he sucked his cock even more earnestly. He pressed down on his taut belly so that he couldn’t move and shook it as if he was going to pull out the roots.

“Haeuh! Ah! If I come, it’ll be hard……. CEO, stop, if you do that, ah! I think I’m going to come. Haaak!”

When he felt like all the blood circulating in his body was rushing downwards, he took his mouth off. Although a tremendous sense of ejaculation was rushing in, his body, which had been blocked from ejaculating, struggled in agony. Heeu, he pushed the sheets with his toes and trembled with pleasure that he couldn’t release anywhere.

Kwon Taeha deliberately didn’t touch his cock and only traced around it with his tongue. Joo Hawon, whose arms were also restrained from trying to touch himself, had no choice but to grab Kwon Taeha’s hair.

Following the kiss, he sucked on the skin without pubic hair until it became congested. Pre-cum flowed from his cock and flowed down his shaft. The liquid that had come down to his testicles tickled his perineum and headed towards the hole. He put his hand underneath and scraped up the pre-cum.

As soon as his hand touched the hole, lewd thoughts gradually increased. The urge to be poked, the urge for Kwon Taeha to dig inside, was strong. Joo Hawon deliberately rubbed his bottom against his hand.

“Is our Hawon horny?”

He pulled his ass far away from his hand at the mischievous teasing. Joo Hawon violently grabbed his erect cock, as if to take revenge, and pushed him against the headboard. Desire was also written all over Kwon Taeha’s face, which was revealed under his disheveled hair.

Joo Hawon crouched down between Kwon Taeha’s legs, looking at him. And as if to show off, he sucked on the head of his cock.

“Haa, really. Secretary Joo is trying to kill me. Is it delicious?”

He asked while erotically caressing his ear.

“……Haa, it’s delicious.”

Joo Hawon slowly dropped his saliva at a distance where his head and lips were almost touching. He licked it all up with his tongue and rubbed the prominent veins on the shaft with his thumb.

“See, hoo. I told you you like fellatio.”

“This is what’s delicious.”

He flattened his tongue and brought it to his head, shaking the hand holding the shaft up and down. He was properly tantalized by the sensation of his soft tongue rubbing against him. Kwon Taeha pressed the back of his head firmly against his crotch. His cock dug into his throat, which was already open.

Joo Hawon’s ass was raised high that if you looked at it from behind, his lewd bottom would be completely exposed. Kwon Taeha was sorry that he couldn’t see it directly, but he had no intention of getting out of the pleasure that Joo Hawon was giving him.

His forehead touched his pubic hair and moved away, and his head moved diligently. As he repeated the act, the depth of insertion gradually deepened. Kwon Taeha pressed the back of his head even more towards him, and Joo Hawon, who had opened to his limit, spread his hands wide and struggled.

Sticky saliva poured onto his cock. Kwon Taeha shook off the sense of ejaculation that was rushing in and counted the number that Joo Hawon could endure.

When he reached 1 from 5, he took his hand off the back of his head, but instead of spitting it out urgently, Joo Hawon slowly spat out his genitals while moving his throat.

“Keolleok, haa, haa…….”

Saliva that he couldn’t swallow fell from Joo Hawon’s mouth, who was panting with hazy eyes.

“Open it.”

Kwon Taeha cupped his chin, wondering if something inside his throat was hurt. Joo Hawon, who was still panting, opened his mouth and showed him his red flesh.

Because his tongue was pressed down a lot, you could even see the hole in his throat. Kwon Taeha laughed in embarrassment when he raised his tongue to the ceiling as if to hide his secret and then lowered it again.

“Are you teasing me?”

“Why, haa……. Is CEO horny too? Ah!”