[Finished]
Jeongguk has it all. He is young, handsome, rich, has a beautiful fiancée. He will soon become a CEO at his father's company, which is one of the most successful companies in Seoul. It would seem that his life is almost perfect. Everythi...
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Jeongguk couldn't believe it was all happening. He was lying on his stomach, completely naked, in sheets that smelled of magnolia blossom. His chest was pressed against Taehyung's, and his fingertips marked intricate patterns on his smooth, swarthy skin, caressed by the rays of the sun creeping in through the curtains. The tattoo artist stared at him with dark eyes, slender hands stroking his exposed back, running his fingers just above the line of firm buttocks, now covered only by a thin sheet.
"I still can't believe it," Jeongguk whispered, running his fingers over the tattoo on the man's chest. His fingertips almost unconsciously outlined the shape of a child's hand, tattooed on caramel skin, so that after a while his soft lips pressed a gentle kiss in exactly the same place. He could have sworn that, as he did so, he could feel Taehyung's heartbeat under his lips. "I know she'll be back anyway, but I'm glad we can spend time together before..."
Before the storm breaks out, he finished mentally, but when he looked back into those dark, almost black irises of the man beneath him, he knew Taehyung was thinking the same thing.
Both of them knew very well that sooner or later they would be confronted with reality, and then it would not be nice and pleasant at all.
"Did she tell you exactly when she's coming back?" Kim asked.
"No. She said she started a project in Japan and wants to stay until she finishes it. Two or three weeks, most likely. I'll probably hear again from her soon..." he explained. "I hope you haven't had enough of me yet, and I can stay here..." he added, lowering his voice to a seductive whisper, then curved his lips into a gentle arch.
His fingers moved from Taehyung's tattoo a little lower, a few centimeters down, and after a while, gently teasing a sensitive nipple pierced by a silver piercing. As he did so, he found the dark irises again. Their impenetrable blackness seemed to deepen even more with each subsequent relentlessly slow rubbing of the thumb. Jeongguk could have sworn that Taehyung stopped breathing for a moment and his black irises turned into liquid fire.
"Gguk..." the tattooist gasped in a low, guttural voice still tinged with morning hoarseness. His hands involuntarily tightened on the white sheet that still covered the young CEO's bare buttocks.
"You are not fed up with me sleeping in your bed, taking your clothes, eating thing from the fridge..." he asked, still teasing his sensitive nipple with his thumb on. "I use your cosmetics and disturb you during shower..."
"Gguk, I love that you sleep in my arms. You look damn sexy in my clothes, you make me delicious breakfasts and even better dinners. I like it when you smell like my shower gel and I like it even more when you disturb me from taking a shower, so I can apply this gel by myself to your sexy, naked body."
"You know how to seduce me, Mr. Kim," the brunet confessed, biting his lower lip.
"I have some doubts about who's seducing whom here, Mr. Jeon," the tattoo artist replied with a sexy smile.
