Double Junk - 64

Ajin, who belatedly sensed the atmosphere, quickly darted his tongue out. Seokju was one step ahead. With a swift motion, he sucked in Ajin’s tongue with a strong suction force. Ajin’s tongue slid directly into Seokju’s mouth.

Seokju firmly wrapped his arms around Ajin’s waist and continued sucking on his tongue. He alternated between kissing his entire lips and sucking on his tongue and lips together.

Eventually, Seokju pushed Ajin’s tongue with his own, entering even deeper into his mouth. No matter how many times he tasted it, the inside of Ajin’s mouth was sweet and moist, and the lower part was standing tall. Seokju playfully teased Ajin’s lower abdomen, pressing his erection against Ajin’s navel.

“Ugh….”

Ajin moaned as he clenched Seokju’s biceps. Whether he liked it or not, Seokju pushed his tongue even deeper into Ajin’s throat. Breathless, Ajin eagerly sucked on Seokju’s tongue. Seokju, as if bestowing a lifeline, allowed a small amount of air to flow.

The kiss became increasingly intense. Due to Seokju persistently pulling Ajin towards him, Ajin had to stand on tiptoes, lifting his heels. It was difficult to breathe with his nose being flattened, and Seokju’s tongue penetrating too deeply. Moreover, doing such things outside for the first time made him nervous about being seen by someone.

Despite all this, when Seokju scraped the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue or nibbled on his lips, shivers ran down Ajin’s spine. His vision became blurry, and his breath grew warmer.

However, his legs were in pain. Even standing still was uncomfortable for his already sore legs. Supporting Seokju’s fervent kissing while standing on tiptoes made his body sway uncontrollably. His knees were trembling, and his neck, burdened by the height difference of over two heads, was painful.

Ajin pushed Seokju away while complaining, “Boss, it’s too, ugh, too high….”

“….”

Seokju licked off Ajin’s saliva from his own lips and looked down at him. Ajin tried to avoid his penetrating gaze, suggesting that they should do it later, tonight.

At that moment, Seokju grabbed the back of Ajin’s thighs and lifted his body. Turning him around, Seokju pushed Ajin against the wall, using his legs to entwine around Seokju’s waist.

With an elevated view, Ajin widened his eyes. Looking down at Seokju’s forehead was oddly awkward. Ajin nervously scratched the warehouse wall with his fingernails. Seokju whispered as if talking to himself while Ajin was distracted.

“Grab my neck.”

At Seokju’s words, Ajin quickly placed his arms around Seokju’s neck. The posture felt more stable. Ajin breathed a sigh of relief, and Seokju, with his mouth open, said,

“Lips.”

“….”

Ajin didn’t immediately understand what he meant. Realizing that I had to lower my head to kiss, Ajin tilted his head to the side in a different situation than usual. Playfulness crossed Seokju’s face at Ajin’s pretty mouth.

Seokju made a stern expression.

“Give me your lips, quickly.”

Like urging, the words flowed, and Ajin chuckled. It was an absurd statement, but Seokju found it cute.

“Please.”

Ajin whispered, facing Seokju’s nose.

“….”

Seokju furrowed his brow. He didn’t understand Ajin’s words because he couldn’t hear them. What? Money? Did he want something from him? Seokju stared intently at Ajin’s lips, which were wriggling. Ajin whispered again.

“Please, try to give them.”

Seokju chuckled.

“What are you saying?”

“Please. Give me your lips.”

Ajin murmured, teasing Seokju’s earlobe. Seokju tightly closed his mouth. Fearless. Even after teasing him like that, what kind of embarrassing situation was he trying to create? Considering what might happen, Seokju couldn’t help but find Ajin innocent.

It was really… adorable.

However, that cuteness didn’t overshadow Seokju’s desire.

“If you don’t give me a kiss quickly, I won’t take you to the hospital tomorrow.”

Seokju growled in a low voice. Ajin reacted with a surprised expression.

“That’s ruthless… You said let’s go together, and now you’re threatening me with the hospital…”

Ajin, who was pouting, wrapped his arms around Seokju’s cheek and then slowly lowered his head. Seokju lifted Ajin’s chin, urgently pressing his lips against Ajin’s.

What does it matter if I speak with one mouth? I’ve already told you more than a few lies.

Swallowing that thought, Seokju passionately sucked Ajin’s lips.

Ajin had to endure Seokju’s torment until his lips swelled up due to teasing Seokju. It seemed like they had been kissing for at least an hour. Occasionally, Seokju would playfully touch Ajin’s chest and buttocks.

Ajin scratched the area where Seokju’s fingerprints had turned the skin slightly red and returned to the kitchen, which had cooled down due to Seokju’s elevated mood. Seokju, with an erection that refused to subside, smoked a cigarette.

When Ajin returned to heat up Seokju’s soup, a loud noise suddenly assaulted his ears. The shoulders of everyone present bounced upward due to the tremendous clamor.

“Drink, drink!”

“Hahaha! Hey! We’re running out of alcohol here!”

“Open the door a bit. It’s too hot with the alcohol rising.”

Drunk members of the organization were shouting with excitement. Each of them held a bottle instead of a glass, swaying under the influence. The smell of alcohol mixed with the scent of cigarettes stung the nose. They were dressed like ragged versions of themselves, wrapping their worn-out clothes like scarves or putting them on their heads like turbans. It was a mess.

Did they take some kind of drug together?

Ajin’s face contorted strangely. He had never seen the organization members so drunk before. Although there were many gatherings like this before, they usually moderated themselves when the alcohol started to take effect. Perhaps it was because Seokju declared today a celebration for Myungjin’s birthday. The scene looked like a horde of wild animals.

Jin-Geol, who was leaning against the wall, seemed to have passed out, hugging a soju bottle tightly to his side.

Ajin frowned. It hadn’t been that long since they were outside. How did they get so drunk already? Moreover, not only the organization members but even the bodyguards were thoroughly drunk. It was strangely alarming.

Sighing deeply, Ajin brought out a drink trolley from the yard. Then, he started organizing the piled-up bottles like a mountain. He was worried someone might trip and get seriously hurt.

As Ajin was sorting out the empty bottles stacked beside Myungjin, Myungjin suddenly grabbed his elbow. Overwhelmed by the force, Ajin plopped down beside him.

“Hey, Ajin. Have a drink too.”

“Oh… No, it’s okay.”

“Oh, come on, just one drink.”

“I have to go to the hospital tomorrow…”

“Hey, you’ll just have one drink.”

Myungjin poured golden whiskey into a crystal glass and filled it until the liquor spilled over the brim. He chuckled and handed it to Ajin.

Caught off guard, Ajin accepted the glass. If he drank all of this, he might end up going to the operating room side by side with the beautiful lady tomorrow.

“Come on, drink, drink.”

Myungjin urged, waving his hand. Ajin grimaced, showing that he didn’t want to drink, but the drunk Myungjin just laughed heartily. Without any intention to tease him, it seemed Myungjin simply wanted to share a drink.

Just as Ajin was about to bring the glass to his lips, someone snatched it away. A droplet of alcohol splashed onto Ajin’s nose. Ajin lifted his nose with his sleeve to look up. Seokju was standing there.

Seokju emptied Ajin’s glass in one gulp, his rough throat more prominent than usual.

Seokju neatly handed the empty glass to Myungjin, then patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

“Well done, Myungjin.”

Myungjin stared blankly at Seokju. Then, he glanced at the empty glass, looked back at Seokju, and saw his thick eyebrows slightly furrow.

“You said you wouldn’t drink because the alcohol wasn’t good…”

“It tastes good when you’re the one offering it.”

Myungjin blushed shyly at Seokju’s sweet words. Despite being full of muscles that didn’t seem to dry easily, he squatted down and swayed his body from side to side. Seokju, who chuckled, tapped Ajin’s cheek gently with his index finger and gestured with his mouth.

Come here.

Ajin quickly put the remaining bottle on the cart and stood up. Seokju grabbed it and roughly placed it in a corner of the corridor. Ajin, surprised, swallowed hard and reached out towards the cart.

“Uh… you can’t leave it there.”

“Are you the only one working in this house? Anyone can do it.”

Seokju grabbed Ajin’s arm and slowly walked down the corridor, seeming to head towards the room. Ajin limped, trying to match his steps.

“Are you going to drink again? You’re not even done yet.”

“Yeah. I’ve already had enough, but playing with your butt might be more fun.”

“…”

Ajin pursed his lips. It’s not that. I’m hungry, and I want to have fun with people. He wanted to say that, but he refrained from saying it out loud, fearing that Seokju might sarcastically mention the hospital again. Today, he had to lie flat and endure whatever discomfort came his way.

The two returned to the room and sat on the sofa, sharing some side dishes and chatting. Ajin was mostly muttering to himself, but Seokju genuinely seemed to enjoy it. Seokju would happily admire Ajin’s notebook, filled with diligent writing for his studies, or playfully stroke Ajin’s head with his fingers, as if petting a cat.

In the distance, the sounds of laughter and chatter from the organization members faintly reached their ears. In contrast to the noisy outside, Seokju’s room was quiet and warm. Ajin’s eyelids became heavy in the cozy atmosphere.

“Are you sleepy?”

“A bit.”

Ajin yawned and leaned his head on Seokju’s shoulder. Seokju wrapped his arm around Ajin’s waist, intending to pull him onto his thigh. At that moment, a slender shadow passed by the paper door. Ajin, startled as if he had seen a ghost, shivered.

“Why?”

Seokju asked.

“There’s someone outside.”

Ajin whispered timidly.