TR | MW [✔]

14.

Wonwoo couldn't pull his gaze off the table. Ji craned his neck forward, demanding Wonwoo's attention, but he couldn't look up.

"You must know something about Mingyu?"

Wonwoo knew the sound of his grunts and groans when he was close to coming. He knew the taste of him, and the smell of him, and that he loved plunging deep into Wonwoo's mouth, and clutching his hair when he finally unloaded.

"I haven't heard him on the phone again."

"Have you seen it?"

Wonwoo's mind went to Mingyu's cock, and he shivered. He's seen it, he'd touched it, and he'd sucked it, too.

"Wonwoo!"

"What?"

"The phone?" Lee snapped. She banged her fist on the table, and he glanced up. Both she and Ji were leaning forward, trying to get his focus.

"I've seen it and it was clean, nothing on it."

"Damn," she said, turning away.

"What about this gang inside?" Ji asked.

"It's getting bigger, but Mingyu said not to worry, that it's all talk and no action."

"Worry?" Lee asked. "Why would you worry?"

"I told him I don't want him to get hurt."

Ji bobbed his head. "Good move. Act like you care, and he'll open up to you."

Another shiver ran down Wonwoo's spine. Mingyu loved opening him up, sticking his fingers inside. Never deep enough, never the right angle, but the tease of it always finished him off in Mingyu's hand or mouth. He wanted Mingyu to fuck him, and Mingyu knew it.

Wonwoo shook his head to fling the thoughts away. "What's happening on the outside?"

"I'm trying to block the purchase of the farm, and Hansol's under surveillance. He's been seen taking deliveries of barrels."

"Barrels of what?"

"We're not ready to move in yet, we've got to be able to link it to Mingyu first. His friends have been by my house."

"Doing what?"

"Loitering, staring in, making sure I know they're there."

"It's intimidation," Lee muttered. "Plain and simple."

Ji gestured to himself and the bags under his eyes. "Well, it's working. I don't feel safe in my own home. I can't sleep, I jump at any noise. The sooner we get something concrete, the quicker we can take them down."

Lee squeezed his shoulder. "And the quicker we can move on."

Wonwoo looked away and rolled his eyes, but Lee noticed.

"It all relies on you doing your job. Get close to Mingyu."

Mingyu had been inside his mouth, just not his ass. That was the only way they'd get closer if Mingyu finally stopped his teasing and had him properly.

Wonwoo forced a cough. "I'll do my best."

"Make sure you do," Lee hissed.

*****

Mingyu was waiting at the gate, arms folded, a smug smile spreading his lips, and towels thrown over his shoulder.

"Thought we could go to the gym."

"As long as you don't pin me to the mat again."

He winked. "You enjoyed it."