It was a strange desire. Sangwoo had nothing in common with the people Jaeyoung had been entangled with in the past. There was not a single part of him that was attractive, and while he was quiet, he was also very stubborn. He may be an expert in several fields, but he was an imbecile when it came to dating.
Jaeyoung, who had tried dating as much as he could, didnât follow his opponent around, because he didnât like him. There are so many people in the world, so he had thought that he wouldnât need to hang on to the passion that would flare up on a cool day anyway. However, why couldnât he do that with Chu Sangwoo? Just be cool, indifferent, and not clingy?
At that point, Sangwoo opened his eyes. He blinked a few times as if he were sleepy and then opened his eyes to the size of a 500-won coin.
âNo, I didnât do anything,â Jaeyoung quickly said.
It was obvious that he wouldnât be believed if he said such a thing right before the typical and expected kiss. Sangwooâs chest rose and fell. Jaeyoung raised his hands as if he were a criminal caught trying to rob a bank and confirming he was unarmed.
âItâs a misunderstanding. Stay calm.â
He then slowly lowered his right arm.
âLook. I was just going to do this.â
When he pushed the red button, the seatbelt that was wrapped around Sangwooâs chest loosened and retracted.
Sangwoo breathed heavily with  lowered eyes. Jaeyoung had to return to his seat, but he was unable to move.
The air in the car felt as hot as a sauna. No, it wasnât just a feeling. The windows were filled with steam. The inhalations and exhalations were hot and heavy.
âWhat I want to tell you⌠ah, fuckâŚâ
âOh, heâs the type to curse when heâs drunk.â
It was the second time he had seen him curse. Sangwoo groaned while frowning. He covered his eyes with his palm and stayed that way for a while. Shortly after, the eyes that reappeared, looked exhausted.
âSo, what Iâm trying to say. Ah⌠Itâs really driving me nuts.â
âYouâre so sexy, you fucker.â
It had been a while since he had regarded him as innocent. Now, all he had to do was breathe in order for it to be an erotic movie. It was hard to hold off when it was continuously alternating between an R-rated and a G-rated scene. Jaeyoung swallowed only saliva.
âI⌠I, Iâm⌠Me. After studyingâŚâ
âSorry, but Iâm not the slightest interested in what youâre saying.â
The only thing Jaeyoung did was observe Sangwooâs moving lips: the shape of the two lips closing after parting.
Finally, the audio was cut off. Only the lips were moving, but he couldnât hear any sound. The moment he turned deaf by lust, Jaeyoung lost his reason and pounced on Sangwoo.
âAh!â
It sounded like something between a scream and a moan. Jaeyoungâs lips swallowed Sangwooâs voice. Sangwooâs tongue, which had hesitated for a second, soon charged forward. He had been thinking it was like a vacuum cleaner for a while now. He had merely not known how to play hard to get, so why did he become this impatient? He was pulled away exactly like that. Jaeyoung wrapped himself around Sangwooâs tongue and sucked it. Roughly. Even more roughly, he sucked his lips like someone who was running out of time.
Sangwooâs fingers dug into the back of Jaeyoungâs head and grabbed his hair. He wrapped his other arm around Jaeyoungâs back and pulled him towards himself. These days, it was Jaeyoung who was dragged around. His left knee swung over Sangwooâs thigh. He moved the center of his weight to the passenger seat and sat with his butt on Sangwooâs lap. They kissed as he leaned over him.
âGasp. GaspâŚâ
Sangwoo pushed Jaeyoungâs face away and vomited. Jaeyoung was gasping in the same way. Was he a beast or a human? He felt ashamed for a moment, but he was relieved when he saw a pair of eyes looking at him. Jaeyoung didnât feel any need to refrain as carnal desire was brightly written in Sangwooâs eyes. Even just watching was a waste of time. Before they could even catch their breath, their lips stuck together once again.
He felt like biting them off and devouring them. He wanted to leave a mark on his skin and engrave his name on it. Sexual desire? Romantic feelings? He didnât feel the need to distinguish between them.