Business Partners | A Novel ❖

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Time flowing in slow motion...

Dim lights...

Flashes of crimson lips and a blonde, glowing halo...

Soft caresses...

Silk drapes...

Careless whispers and feather light caresses...

Bliss...

Heaven...

Seonghwa tried desperately to slip back to sleep, into dreams that were filled with images of the last night he had spent with Kang Yeosang at the resort.

Bodies rolling together in a way that held the heat between them, Seonghwa gasped as Yeosang reached for his lips. Their hands found their way together, and their fingers interlaced, drawing a beautiful gasp from those crimson lips...

The sound of suitcase wheels outside his hotel room tore Seonghwa further away from his sanctuary, and as he tried desperately to hold onto the wisps of his dream, he refused to open his eyes...

'Mmm, Hwa~...' Yeosang whispered, and as his legs wrapped around his waist, Seonghwa melted at how gentle their sex was... It was soft and slow and sensuous, and intense...

'Hwa~ Please...'

His voice was so gentle... so velvety... His eyes caught Seonghwa's, and as their bodies rolled like smooth waves of the ocean, their gaze fell deeper and deeper and deeper...

The sound of room service outside his door drew Seonghwa from his dream entirely, and his eyes snapped open in frustration.

The trolley passed by his door, but it was too late. He was awake.

But his night of sensual bliss was not as far away as he originally believed it to be.

Managing to sit up, he realised his right shoulder was aching, his wrists were bruised, and his thighs were so tight, that they just didn't seem to want to carry him to the bathroom.

But the moment he stood in front of the vanity mirror, his lips fell apart in surprise.

Tiny dark bruises painted his skin in a pretty colour somewhere between deep ocean blue and purple, decorating his neck, throat and chest; peppering his waist as well. Especially dark splotches, coloured the soft skin beneath his hip bones, and as he turned, he saw them down his spine also.

Seonghwa ran his fingertips tenderly over his side, before he touched one little love bite below his jaw.

His heart fluttered as his vision began to fill with flashes of their night...

Sparkling teardrops of water rolling down over Yeosang's pale skin as he stood beneath the shower head...

Surprisingly gentle caresses over his sides...

Back pressing against the cold tiled wall, feverish breath and soft giggles...

Seonghwa blinked, and the images disappeared.

But as he caught sight of his clothes, still laying strewn on the floor, he instantly slipped back into his daze...

Yeosang pushing him down to sit on the end of the bed...

Him slowly peeling off his clothes, stripping for him, and letting him stare on in awe...

His own clothes being tossed aside garment by garment as those pretty red lips kissed every single inch of his skin-