Knowing Brother-Chapter 74

When I realized that something was brushing against my teeth, my body trembled. The lump that was gently pushing in was sticky and hot. My lower body trembled as my lips were sucked hard into the hot mucous membrane.

“Ugh... stop....”

“Why, not so good?”

My breath became even deeper as I continued to suck and rub softly between short words. I was sucked in so hard that it stung, and soon my lips, which were completely covered in the slippery mucous membrane, became wet.

“Ha..., sleep, sss....”

“.......”

Every time I tried to avoid it, my lips skillfully followed me and melted my senses. Choi Seol-woo’s breath that dispersed between them resembled a moan. Won Dae-young let out a heavy breath, then wrapped his arms tightly around my waist and swallowed my lips.

As he struggled inside his body and grabbed the sleeves of his short-sleeved shirt tightly, Won Dae-young flinched.

“Haa..., Hyung!”

... Ha, shit. I think I heard that. His earlobes were red, perhaps because of the light from the karaoke machine screen. The smell of thick flesh flowed into his nose and mouth.

He dug deep into his mouth now, leaving no room for his lips to separate. His face was pressed even tighter. His tongue swung inside his mouth, which was tightly connected, like a leisurely snake. Molkang. At the same time as he flicked Seol-woo’s tongue, he wrapped it around, and the sticky, strong suction force clung to his lips as he crushed them. His eyes spun around.

It was his mouth that was swallowed, soaked, and opened, but the muscles of his pubic area kept opening and closing along with it.

Like a tongue that slips in and pokes inside without hesitation, Won Dae-young’s firm fingers would slide between her legs and poke and poke inside on the bed. Her mind was distracted by the sweet and messy swallowing movements as if embracing Seol-woo’s lips.

Inside her mouth, the nape of her neck, her collarbone, her arms, and her chest. Won Dae-young’s body touching her everywhere was so vivid. Each and every piece of skin and hem of her clothes seemed to rub against her skin. Choi Seol-woo was already very sensitive. Every stimulus that touched her body swelled up and poured out.

An embarrassing sound rang out from her lips covered in saliva. Won Dae-young soon bit Choi Seol-woo’s lower lip, unable to resist the excitement.

“Haa...!”

A thrilled breath burst out from both of them at the same time. It felt like a bell was ringing in her head. Just that one stimulus gave her goosebumps all over.

And... The moment I opened my eyes and met Won Dae-young’s slightly open eyes,

I came to my senses.

Choi Seol-woo, do you know what you just did? You were so wrong.

You were driven by your damn sexual desires and did something that was against the rules!

This has become a ruined love story that viewers will point fingers at as a ridiculous romance. A ridiculous romance that doesn’t know whether the ending will be happy or sad.

“Enough. Now.”

Won Dae-young seemed to be unable to hear anything. He couldn’t see anything. If he left it like this, Choi Seol-woo would end up like that too. No matter how hard he twisted his waist or how hard he struggled with his legs, his body wouldn’t budge, so he had no choice but to raise his knees.

“...Ah!”

“Ah.”

Won Dae-young let out a loud scream and shut his mouth tightly and lowered his head. After hitting Gogan with his knee, only then did he pull away from Seol-woo.

He couldn’t hurt his leg, so he chose a vital spot, but the place where something touched his knee was quite early, and it felt like it was muscle, not flesh... .

— I don’t distinguish between kissing and sex.

Suddenly, those words came to mind. Choi Seol-woo stuttered without even having a chance to ask if he was okay.

“You... You really stood up...?”

Won Dae-young stuck his tongue out and sat with his back «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» against the wall.

“Cover with a T-shirt, quickly. Ah, you really are crazy.”

If he hadn’t been wearing an oversized short-sleeved T-shirt, he wouldn’t have been able to go outside. That kid is already a breeding season stud who has passed the limit of abstinence. He’s in a state where it wouldn’t be strange if his lust exploded at any time. He would have done the same if he had kissed anyone... ... .

What Choi Seol-woo was thinking about was Won Dae-young, who was messing up his hair and looking embarrassed.

“Ah, shit....”

His ears flared, one eye squinted, and his head tilted. If you feel your heart pounding at that awkward figure with a meaningless laugh, freewёbnoνel.com

... you must have been suffocated.

A suffocating awkwardness filled the space where the passion had stopped. The events that had swept through him in a few minutes didn’t feel real, and the conversations they had exchanged weren’t properly organized. Choi Seol-woo’s long-held feelings that had come out of his mouth for the first time. It took time to accept the fact that it had already happened.

The gold medal that had been neglected because the two were entangled was in danger of falling off the chair. Seol-woo picked up the medal and placed it next to Won Dae-young.

Won Dae-young roughly put the microphone back in place and rubbed his face. His languid gaze flew to Choi Seol-woo as he sat with his arms crossed. As if he was chewing on his prey after tasting it... . His eyes became sharper and heavier as his strength drained. I hope it was just Choi Seol-woo’s imagination, but for a moment, he felt possessiveness in his eyes that hardened with irritation.

“.......”

Won Dae-young’s belligerent gaze, which kept his mouth shut and only scanned Choi Seol-woo, reminded him of the scene in bed. Seol-woo said, taking his eyes off the being that was controlling his heartbeat.

“...Don’t come until the day of the third episode filming. I’m not just saying this. I can’t just rush in and yell like you, I need to sort things out first. I think we need to take some time.”

It was because he thought they needed to cool down their heated feelings.

“I’m the type of person who needs a lot of time to open up. ......I’ve never done this before.”

He continued bluntly while looking at the screen with lyrics from an idol group’s song. How can it be this awkward? I can’t look at it. Even his face, as well as his voluptuous white T-shirt, showed his voluptuous body. Won Dae-young straightened his posture and sat up straight.

“I’ll try, but I don’t know if it’ll work.”

The humid air mixed with the scent of shower gel and perfume enveloped his nose. Won Dae-young stepped in front of Choi Seol-woo, who coughed in vain and got up, and opened the door first. Choi Seol-woo’s bag was also on his shoulder.

“And, I’ll take care of Yoon Ji-hwan, so don’t worry about him and just go to work.”

“......?”

They shared an umbrella and returned home. Won Dae-young waved goodbye, but one of his shoulders was soaked with rain, showing his bare skin. Seol-woo, who entered the room and opened his bag, had to stand there for a while.

Won Dae-young’s gold medal was in the bag, not knowing when he had put it in.

* * *

On Friday evening, Choi Seol-woo felt a suffocation during overtime work and got up first. There was an income tax return advisory document that had to be completed by today, but I agreed with my team leader to finish it by coming in on the weekend.

There were still about 6 weeks left in my internship. After that, the final decision on whether to convert to a regular employee was made based on the team evaluation and an interview with the executives. The HR team said that they haven’t decided yet whether TO will be one or two positions.

Whenever the doctor’s words came to mind, my expression hardened helplessly. Even though I knew the answer, I couldn’t make a decision easily. Won Dae-young’s words echoed in my frustrated and frustrated mind. ‘Now, live comfortably.’ ‘My medal is just like yours. The advertising revenue is yours, too.’

Even if those words were empty words, if Seol-woo hadn’t said them, it would have been difficult to maintain such a calm state. He might have been consumed by hatred and venom and crushed all the markers again.

However, was he telling me to be a burden to him again? My mind was still complicated.

Don’t receive: [Food?] 1:21 PM

Don’t receive: [How’s the condition?] 3:46 PM

Don’t receive: [Tell me if you need me, hyung] 6:00 PM

You must be busier than Choi Seol-woo with training and schedules, and you must be suffering from the burden of records. Is this a strategy to make you feel sorry?

Choi Seol-woo ended up confessing his feelings to Won Dae-young that day, which had been lingering for over ten years. In the place where the confession that had been rotten for a long time had flown away, ‘doubt’ entered. The harsh words Won Dae-young had said, the countless times that had passed without him saying he loved him. He couldn’t help but doubt it.

— Checking the sound of breathing... .

However, when the low voice that had covered his lips lingered in his head, all those doubts were paralyzed. I still don’t know if this was a defeat to sexual desire or being deceived by love, a fake emotion for reproduction. One thing that was certain was the voice, the embrace that seemed like it would last forever, the whispering words, the sparkling eyes close by... Why do we become powerless over such things and get swept away by them with our lives at stake? That’s why I came to understand.

It was when I was wearing a mask and riding in a taxi. The sound of shoes came quickly and stopped right next to me. The hem of my long coat fluttered.

Director Yoon gently stopped Seol-woo’s hand as he opened the taxi door.

“If it’s okay, can we talk, Seol-woo?”

“......Director? How... It’s Friday today.”

“I changed to an earlier flight and returned home.”

When Choi Seol-woo hesitated with a troubled expression, Yoon Ji-hwan opened the taxi door, apologized to the driver, and handed him ten thousand won in cash. It was an unusually one-sided action. Well... . He couldn’t refuse when he was in the position of having to apologize.

The early autumn night after the rain was noticeably chilly. Director Yoon brought Choi Seol-woo to a quiet cocktail bar. Director Yoon skillfully guided her to a separate private seat and closed the curtain himself. He took off his coat and spoke first.

“I heard about you, Dae-young. You ended up making Seol-woo reveal his true feelings, and you even committed a foul at the start.”

At the end of his words, Yoon Sang-moo’s gaze moved down to Seol-woo’s lips, naturally touching the collar of his shirt that was wrapped around his neck. It was a gaze filled with sexual thirst and faint jealousy.

“How did Dae-young get your contact information...?”

“Oh, we knew each other’s contact information. We talked on the phone a few times and met for an interview about a year and a half ago. It was about sponsorship. We haven’t had any contact since then.”

He wondered why he would have to meet the sponsor executive one-on-one, but it wasn’t important right now.

“Was it because you collapsed from overwork? Why didn’t you tell me that? That’s what I’m most upset about.”

He had to apologize to Yoon Ji-hwan, who was sitting across from him. He brought this up before saying he was going to end their relationship, sorry.

“If you have already made a reservation at the resort, I will pay the cancellation fee...”

The manager let out a short sigh and shook his head quickly. He made an X with his hands to stop Seol-woo from talking.

“I am not trying to criticize or demand an explanation. I came here expecting what you were going to say. I just felt sorry for Choi Seol-woo and wanted to express my intention to try to persuade and suggest something to him one more time. That’s why I came running early.”