Guon - T1 Empire: Mischievous Games

Chapter 34

The first sensation that hit Oner upon regaining consciousness was the sheer plushness of the mattress beneath him. Its soft, cushiony embrace felt like he was nestled in a bed of clouds. The sheets were also of the finest quality, encasing him in a luxurious cocoon. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, Oner gradually registered that he was not in the familiar surroundings of his own room. Panic bubbled up in him, causing his heart to thud loudly in his chest.

Then he became aware of the foreign fabric draping his body. These weren't his pajamas; they were too loose and much too refined. His anxiety surged when he realized he wasn't alone in bed. He felt a muscular arm snake around his waist, fingers exploring inside his clothing, caressing his skin with gentle strokes. Every inch of Oner's body tensed. The warm breath against the nape of his neck and the light, rhythmic snoring unmistakably identified the person behind him: Gumayusi.

"*How did I end up here?*" Oner's mind raced, trying to piece together the events of the previous day.

The situation became even more disorienting when Gumayusi, still very much in the throes of sleep, began to nuzzle Oner's neck, murmuring unintelligibly. "Mm... so soft..." he mumbled, his voice thick with drowsiness.

It was mildly endearing, but Oner's panic was redoubled when Gumayusi's wandering hand traveled further down his back, squeezing in a manner that was far too intimate for Oner's liking. An involuntary yelp escaped Oner's lips.

"Gumayusi!" he exclaimed, panic evident in his voice. He grabbed the nearest pillow, thwacking the unsuspecting CEO with it. "Wake up, you idiot!"

Gumayusi's eyelids fluttered open in surprise, his dazed blue eyes trying to focus on the frantic secretary atop him. For a brief moment, Gumayusi remained unaware of his compromising position. That was until he felt something soft in his grip. Curiosity taking over, he gave it another squeeze, earning an even louder shriek from Oner.

"You absolute pervert!" Oner scolded, his cheeks flushed with indignation and embarrassment. "Where do you think you're touching?!"

With each accusation, Oner delivered another blow with the pillow. Gumayusi tried to shield himself, genuine panic reflected in his eyes. "Oner! Wait! I-"

But Oner was having none of it. "You what? Decided to take advantage of me in my sleep?"

Gumayusi was, for once, at a loss for words. He tried to calm Oner down, instinctively shifting and pinning him beneath him, unintentionally mirroring their usual playful dynamic. The sudden action left them both breathing heavily, their faces mere inches apart.

Gumayusi's usually confident demeanor had vanished. He looked like a scolded puppy, his blue eyes wide with regret and confusion. "I... I didn't mean to... I'm so sorry, Oner," he whispered, the gravity of the situation sinking in.

But as Gumayusi took in Oner's flustered appearance, the intense proximity of their bodies, and the emotions swirling in the room, he couldn't help but feel his heart race even faster.