They gasped in silence when it was all over. Joong pulled Dunk and kissed his luscious lips again. His tongue entered the walls of Dunk's mouth. Dunk sighed and returned the kiss just as enthusiastically. Joong then took his penis out of Dunk's hole slowly, making Dunk hiss a little as he did so. He then lowered Dunk's body and laid him gently beside him. Joong realized that the man immediately pressed his body together and pressed his body tightly against his chest, his hands holding him over Joong's chest.
"I'm sorry," whispered Joong, looking at Dunk's face which was still red from making love and his chest which was rising and falling gently while its owner slept. He was very serious about what he said. He felt he had to apologize. Sorry for making Dunk have to experience all those terrible things. Sorry for what Dunk will experience when he lives back in the palace he hates. Joong actually still wanted to say a lot, but he felt a lump in his throat, so he didn't continue what he was saying.
Dunk tucked his head into Joong's neck in his sleep, his breath blowing against Joong's neck, his cheek pressed against his chest, and his face was very peaceful. There was no sign that Dunk heard what he had just said.
It was almost dawn when Joong carefully let go of Dunk's arms that were holding him. Dunk moved a little when Joong got out of bed but he didn't wake up. Joong sighed and immediately put on clothes.
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Joong packed up his things and prepared to leave. He then placed the bag containing the money that was his reward next to Dunk's head. Joong stared at the face of the man who was still sleeping soundly for a long time, admiring the beauty in front of him, trying to imprint it firmly in his memory.
He then stretched out his hand and brushed away the soft bangs hanging down Dunk's forehead. Joong lowered his head and kissed Dunk's forehead softly before finally standing up and walking out of the room.
His steps felt heavy as he walked along the path out of the palace towards where Pond was waiting. Joong's breathing was heavy as he walked, his exhalations forming white steam in the air.
Not long after, his private car appeared in the distance, casting a black shadow in the still half-dark morning. And for a few moments, Joong stopped in his tracks and turned around, looking back at the palace he had left. This is his home, the best place for him. The thought of Joong continuing to scream made him wake up and walk forward again, towards the car. His feet felt like they were turning to stone with every step.
Joong almost reached his car, Pond was already waiting inside, when he thought he heard someone's voice calling his name. He stopped. Impossible, it must have just been an illusion, maybe it was the sound of birds singing in the morning. Joong then wanted to open his car, the sound came again, louder and closer now.
"Joong!"
Joong turned around and froze. Seen in the distance, Dunk, was running quickly towards him, his face pale with panic. He couldn't believe it. Dunk wakes up and chases him. The man must have kept running from the palace here. And as Dunk got closer, his legs didn't seem strong anymore because he suddenly tripped and almost fell on his face.
Joong immediately ran towards Dunk and stretched out his hand, swiftly catching the man's body. Dunk's skin felt cold with sweat and his breathing was so labored that he couldn't speak at all. Joong could feel Dunk's heart beating hard in his chest.
"Dunk," he started, smoothing Dunk's messy hair, stroking it gently. "What are you-"
"Where are you going?" Dunk asked haltingly, taking a deep breath and exhaling loudly. His hand held onto Joong's arm tightly as he looked up at him. "You- you're going to- leave me again?"
Joong tensed up hearing Dunk's words. What did the man expect? This is his house. The best place for him, full of luxuries that he was used to from birth.
Joong then lifted Dunk's body to stand up straight and rubbed his back, until Dunk's breathing returned to normal.
"Dunk, this is your house. I can't possibly take you away from here. From your house. From all of this," said Joong, waving one hand towards the palace and its surroundings. Towards the luxury that is reflected beautifully by the morning sunlight that is starting to appear. Dunk shook his head again.
"This is not my house," he said. "I don't want to stay here. I want to come with you."
Joong widened his eyes in shock, not believing what he was hearing. "Dunk, are you- are you sure? I... I've been mean to you all this time. Why do you want to come with me?"
“You apologized,” Dunk said, Joong blinked. "You said sorry to me. I heard it."
"But what about your family?"
"You've seen what they are like," Dunk continued, his voice sad. "Do you think they will mind if I leave the palace again? They have replaced me with my cousin, and he is also the one who has to marry the Thai royal princess. They always have a replacement for me."
Joong was silent, not knowing what to answer.
"Besides," said Dunk again, "you're not going to hurt me again, are you?"
Joong exhaled a long breath, his breath hit Dunk's hair, making it a little messy. "No. I won't do it again."
"Then don't leave me. I want to be with you. I..." Dunk fell silent for a few moments before speaking again, his hand gripping Joong's arm tighter. "I like you."
Joong closed his eyes for a moment when he heard those words come out of Dunk's mouth. He felt strange, like there was something warm coursing through his body, a warmth that came from his chest, spreading throughout his body.
Joong looked down at Dunk for a few moments, seeing the confident and determined look in those big eyes. A look he had seen many times since their first meeting. "Me... too," Joong answered quietly, and then realization hit him. With feelings swelling, Joong pulled Dunk closer and pressed their lips together.
They kissed, a hot, passionate kiss, showing how desperate they were to feel each other. Dunk mumbled deliciously against Joong's lips when he felt Joong's tongue break in and brush the upper wall of his mouth. He then moved his hands up to Joong's shoulders, gripping them tightly. Joong cupped Dunk's face with one hand, deepening their kiss. His other hand came down and started kneading Dunk's buttocks, making the man moan again in pleasure. Joong almost hugged Dunk tightly and lifted him off the ground when he heard a voice behind them.
"Hey, can you guys be a little patient and do what you're doing inside? I'm rusty waiting in the car."
Joong stopped the kiss and moved their bodies apart. He chuckled and turned his head, seeing his personal assistant looking at them with a straight face from inside the car.
Joong then looked back at Dunk, ignoring Pond. He lifted Dunk's hand and held it gently. "Come on," he said simply and started pulling Dunk along hand in hand. "Pond will be very angry if we're late. He's a real time freak, you know."
Dunk's face broke into a bright smile, making Joong blink his eyes, feeling like he was looking at the sun. He was mesmerized by the beautiful smile he saw for the first time. "Okay," answered Dunk, taking Joong's hand in return.
Joong smiled back. And holding hands, they walked towards Joong's car. Beautiful smiles graced both of their faces.
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