Mrs.Lee nodded. “Of course, go wait in Yongsun’s dressing room, dear. We had something else to do, but then we will help you both get back to normal. Yongsun has already gone ahead, he will let you in.”
Dae looked around and realized that Yongsun’s towering, well-built frame was indeed missing from the cluster.
“Thank you.” He said, he pulled the sweater together and gave her a little courtesy bow.
“I’ll be going then,” Dae said. Duckyong gave him a little knowing wink and a nod.
Dae walked off, shaking his head.
‘What was Duckyong thinking? Despite what he saw he should know there was nothing between Yongsun and him. Yongsun was the sun, and he was the little minnow swimming under his reflection on the lake. He wasn’t even great enough to be the water that reflected that light. No, he was the minnow that could barely fight the current, but that danced and played in the little pools of light that made it past the surface.’
Dae arrived at the door, he hesitated only a moment before he knocked on the door.
The door opened and before he could say anything, a strong hand was wrapped around his arm and pulling him in.
He had the breath knocked out of him as he was slammed against the wall and he heard the lock in the door click.
Dae looked up into Yongsun’s face.
Yongsun looked just as flustered as when the scene ended. His eyes flashed a tinge of Myungdae remaining behind in them. He licked his lips, and Dae couldn’t help but watch it happen, mesmerized.
“What was that?” Yongsun demanded.
“I…I..” Dae’s chest heaved slightly, his heart still racing from before, and now being back in his embrace so soon after. His body and nerves were going wild.
Yongsun leaned forward slowly, almost hesitantly, and then he pressed down, and once again was Dae being pulled into a kiss that was utterly devouring.
His lips worked to keep up with Yongsun as he became more and more excited, their tongues and lips dancing back and forth.
Yongsun pressed his body against Dae’s slowly thrusting into his body, grinding their cocks together through the fabric of Yongsun’s robe and Dae’s flimsy sweater.
Yongsun finally pulled away, letting him catch his breath.
“That wasn’t your line, was it? Do you really want me to fuck your brains out?” Yongsun asked.
Dae gulped. “No,” he whispered.
Yongsun’s eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.
“I meant, No, it wasn’t my character line. I.. It was mine.” He said.
Yongsun grinned. he leaned forward and pressed his pelvis into Dae’s and then gave him a small peck. Dae’s lips were starting to feel the effects of so many deep and lingering kisses. But it was worth every second.
“What was the line?”
“Huh?” Dae asked being pulled out of his ecstasy.
Yongsun leaned forward and hovered over his neck as he had before in the scene, but this time he blew on his neck and ear, almost as if he knew it would elicit a rewarding shudder out of Dae.
Dae moaned softly. “Yongsun.” He whispered.
“What was the line, Dae? Tell me and I will put you out of your misery.” He said.
“Why, why do you need to know?” Dae whined, his whole body edging. He desperately wanted Yongsun to stop hovering and to give him what he wanted, those burning hot lips on his body.
“What made you so shy that it made you break character? Hmmm?” He asked, and his voice rumbled through Dae’s skin.
Dae whimpered.
“Sleep with me.” Yongsun froze.
“It was just sleep with me. Now please, before I melt.” Dae whined.
He pulled away from Dae and Dae felt his entire body frumping forward with regret.
“And you couldn’t say those words why?…”
“Because you meant it?”
Dae nodded.
Yongsun’s hand fell and undid the three large buttons that held his sweater together and the sweater slid off his creamy skin easily exposing the boxers below.
“Take it off,” Yongsun ordered.
Dae nodded and obediently did so.
A minute later he was standing completely naked in front of Yongsun. something he couldn’t even picture an hour ago, let alone a day ago.
Yongsun sucked in a breath.
“You’re freaking stunning.” He said, and then he slowly pulled the robe’s drawstring and pulled the robe open. Only this time it wasn’t covered with a sock, it was bare, and standing straight up in all its glory. Waiting for Dae to see.
Dae gulped and licked his lips.
Yongsun stepped forward and placed a hand on Dae’s chest, sliding it down slowly, just before it reached his twitching cock he stopped and grinned.
“I want you to say it,” Yongsun demanded.
“What?” Dae asked.
He looked away from where Yongsun’s hand hovered and up into Yongsun’s eyes and then understood.
He smirked, a little shy, but also a little excited.
“I want you to fuck my brains out,” Dae said.
Yongsun chuckled, warmly, and then his face twisted. He reached out and wrapped both arms around Dae forcing him to lift and straddle Yongsun’s waist.
“Gladly.” he rumbled and then it was all Dae could do, but clutch tightly to him and moan at the repercussions of his twisted line.
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