The Smell of Something Fishy Chapter 10.1

Deep into the night.

Yeonseo glanced back and forth between his lower body and Tae Shinju with a troubled gaze.

He wanted to go to the bathroom.

Before, they would be engrossed in sex until late at night, and he would fall asleep almost as if fainting, so he never really had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

‘What should I do….’

Tae Shinju was in a deep sleep. Seeing that the arm that had been holding him so tightly it was suffocating had loosened slightly, it was clear he was unconscious.

‘It should be okay to go by myself, right?’

In fact, it was a little funny to even think that. A grown adult asking if it is okay to go to the bathroom alone….

But it was understandable, as Tae Shinju had consistently controlled Yeonseo’s bathroom matters. That part had continued regardless of the fact that Yeonseo spent most of the day sleeping, and Yeonseo had reached a point where it felt awkward to go without the man’s permission.

But it was the middle of the night right now, Tae Shinju was sleeping soundly for a change, and he could go to the bathroom by himself….

Having finally made a decision, Yeonseo carefully slipped out of the bed. He even held his breath, afraid he might wake him in the process. He had few experiences of facing him after waking him from sleep, but for some reason, he had the impression that he was a light sleeper.

The trivial process of moving his heavy arm, getting past the rustling bedding, and setting his feet on the floor felt unusually arduous.

‘Phew….’

Once he was out of the bed, it was quick. He stood in front of the toilet and prepared to urinate. He planned to quickly take care of his business and return to bed.

“Huh…?”

Strange…. Why isn’t it coming out?

His lower abdomen was definitely throbbing with the urge to pee. It felt like he would have an accident if he waited any longer, but for some reason, it was not coming out.

He was flustered. W-why won’t it come out?

It was just a matter of whether he had permission or not; during the day when Tae Shinju was absent, Yeonseo had come to the bathroom alone just like now. The process was the same.

“Ah, aht….”

My stomach hurts.

His lower abdomen throbbed and pricked, just like when he held his pee for a long time. His heart became urgent, feeling as if he would spill it all on the floor right away.

Just in case, Yeonseo tried sitting on the toilet. It was the same. It still would not come out, as if something was blocking it.

“W-what do I do….”

Do I need to go to the hospital? Right now? Because I cannot pee?

It sounded like a strange symptom even to himself. Why could he not pee when he had been peeing just fine? It was not as if his genitals hurt, either. It just felt similar to when he was desperately holding in his pee.

The one difference was Tae Shinju’s permission. That was all.

‘…Will it be okay if I get permission?’

No. It was not. At least right now, the timing was bad. Yeonseo did not have the confidence to wake a soundly sleeping person to tell him he could not pee. Of course, he was not the type to get angry over it, but it was a matter of conscience.

That lasted only for a moment.

“Ahk, heu.”

His reason was crumbling by the second. It was a pain qualitatively different from pleasure. The former at least felt good, but the urge to urinate was so frustrating and painful that it made his eyes well up with tears.

“Hah, heuk.”

His hands trembled. His back had long been soaked with a cold sweat.

He fumbled so much trying to hastily pull on his bottoms that even that time felt wasted. He left his pants behind and rushed out of the bathroom toward the man.

Even after reaching Tae Shinju’s bedside, Yeonseo hesitated for a moment.

‘What if it still doesn’t come out even after I ask for permission?’

Is something finally wrong with my body?

It was because the man was constantly licking and sucking on it, but Yeonseo was afraid of revealing his body anywhere. The hospital was no exception. Money issues aside, unless it was unbearably painful, he would deal with it with medicine that could be easily bought at a pharmacy. He was also the type to endure pain well.

The sense of crisis that he might have an accident, the worry that something might be seriously wrong with his body, and the direct pain combined, and finally blew away his hesitation.

Trembling with anxiety, Yeonseo called out to Tae Shinju.

“Tae, Mr. Tae Shinju….”

Was my voice too quiet? He took another step closer and raised his voice a little more.

“Mr. Tae Shinju, I, umm….”

In his desperation, he did not even realize he was leaning his upper body more and more toward him.

The problem was the person who still did not wake up.

I want to cry. Pout, pout, the corners of his mouth twitched and his eyebrows drooped sadly. He was miserable. Why did these embarrassing things, which were hard to even tell others about, happen to him without ever getting tired of it?

Yeonseo grabbed the arm of the man who had his back turned and shook it gently. Really, he did not want to do this.

“Heuk… Taeshin, Mr. Tae Shinjuuu….”

I’m so miserable.

He had no intention of crying over something like this, but the moment he called his name, he choked up with tears without realizing it.

“…Hm?”

Fortunately, when he touched him directly, he quickly regained consciousness. Miserable teardrops poured down.

“Mr. Yeonseo? What’s wrong….”

“I, heuk…, I, c-can’t, can’t pee.”

Huuuhng….

The sorrow that had breached its dam burst out in an instant. He did not feel any resentment towards him, or blame the situation, or fault anything, but he cried his eyes out like a child. In fact, it was the first time he had wailed like this since he had become an adult.

Tae Shinju sat up. He quickly covered his lower face to hold back his laughter.

“Keuk… Keuheum. You were miserable because you couldn’t pee?”

“Heuk, heuk.”

“Your pants, keum…. Where did your pants go.”

Tae Shinju picked Yeonseo up in his arms and carried him to the bathroom. Smooch, smooch. He did not forget to suck on his wet cheeks.

He set Yeonseo down in front of the toilet and pressed against his back. He personally pulled down his underwear and kneaded his scrotum and soft penis.

“Now, now, don’t cry. You have to go pee pee.”

His voice was husky since he had just woken up. His smooth, melodic voice was nice, but the voice that had a raw, rough texture was also extremely stimulating.

The man squeezed Yeonseo’s dick with his large, hard hands. With his other hand, he pressed down on his flat lower abdomen.

“Shee….”

“Euk.”

Drip.

It was then that a drop of yellow pee popped out.

“Heut, hah.”

“Sheee….”

Dribble, dribble-dribble…. As soon as the first drop hit the toilet, a yellow stream of pee followed, trickling out.

“Haaaah….”

Guided by the man’s hand, Yeonseo let himself go. The stream of pee finally burst out, and the pain that had been tormenting his lower abdomen disappeared.

“Eung….”

But even after that, there was a strange, lingering feeling of residual urine.

He had definitely finished his business without leaving anything behind, but it did not feel refreshing. This too was a symptom he had never experienced before.

“Feel better?”

The crying that had burst out like an accident had stopped by then. Tae Shinju lowered his head and lightly nibbled on Yeonseo’s ear and cheek. It was a nip that was precariously on the verge of being a kiss.

Yeonseo blinked his tired eyes. He could not lie… and he wondered if it would be better to confess now.

“What’s wrong. I can only know if you tell me when there’s a problem.”

The generous embrace supporting his back. The hand that kneaded the dirty place pleasantly.

In that extremely stable embrace, Yeonseo quickly finished his deliberation. He had already woken a sleeping person because he could not pee, and his body had long since deviated from the normal range, so what was the point of hiding it?

“It doesn’t… feel better.”

“Hm? Are you saying there’s a feeling of residual urine?”

“Yeees….”

Tae Shinju understood the vague explanation perfectly. Yeonseo was inwardly impressed. It was not the time for it, but he was secretly amazed every time Tae Shinju grasped his meaning at once.

“That… hmm. I don’t know if I should do it.”

“Huh? Do what….”

Did he have something in mind? He might know. He was a person who knew his body better than he did.

“Well, if it doesn’t work, we can just find another way, so shall we give it a try?”

“Eh? Yeees….”

He did not know what it was, but Yeonseo reluctantly agreed. He gestured with his chin towards the front.

“There. Lean on the sink. Bend your waist.”

When he did as he was told, he was in a position where he was presenting his butt to Tae Shinju. He felt embarrassed belatedly. Furthermore, he could see his movements between his legs, so he had a feeling what he was going to do.

Soon, he knelt on one knee, lowered his upper body, and spread Yeonseo’s butt cheeks to either side. The puckered hole twitched and flinched at the warm breath.

“W-wait a second, aht!”

Chuuup. Jjup.

No matter what, making him lick his rear hole in the middle of the night after waking up from sleep was not something he could do. Just as he was about to stop him, Tae Shinju sucked deeply on his rear hole.

“Haeuk….”

His legs, which had lost their strength, almost gave way.

The hard bridge of his nose and the tip of his nose pressed firmly against the crack of his ass, and his squishy tongue used its flat and its tip to crush the wrinkles. Not stopping there, he tried to shove his tongue inside the hole as if he were caressing the inner walls.

“Ah-eung, hat!”

“It’s going to take a while at this rate.”

How long had he been sucking? Tae Shinju, who muttered with a dissatisfied tone, straightened up. He took some gel from the bathroom cabinet, leaving Yeonseo, whose eyes had glazed over in the meantime, draped over the sink. Yeonseo was naturally very wet, and with dawn sex becoming a routine, it was something they had not needed to use until now.

But the situation had changed. They had enjoyed petting, but had been careful with penetration, so if he suddenly penetrated his bottom, there was a high chance Yeonseo would struggle. He had a knack for taking it, so he would gulp it down, but….

“Heut.”

Tae Shinju shoved the nozzle of the gel into the puckered hole. The fountain-like liquid not only filled the inside but overflowed outside. He wiped the liquid that slid down to his balls, coated his fingers with it, and penetrated the tight entrance. The area around the entrance, which had softly accepted a couple of fingers, bulged out.

“Haeu… eu-eung….”

“You’re so tight.”

It had been quite a while since he had invaded the inner walls of his flesh. Until now, he had only put it in near the entrance. Tae Shinju also knew the common sense that one should refrain from sex in the early stages of pregnancy. That was why he had carefully tried to make him urinate with it inside.

Squeeze, as the thick glans pressed against the entrance, Yeonseo gasped as if he was out of breath.

Tae Shinju put both his hands under Yeonseo’s armpits and kneaded his breasts. He pinched his nipples without hurting them, rubbing them in circles, and then grabbed and massaged his whole soft chest.

He had kneaded his breasts, but his hole loosened and twitched as if it were the one being teased.

An unavoidable sneer appeared on the man’s lips. And you say this isn’t a body that’s mastered seducing men?

Once the plump glans passed through, the rest of the shaft squirmed and settled deep inside the flesh-house. The passage for fucking bit down on the penis quite a bit. It was probably because the taste of the flesh-cock, which it had not tasted in a long time, was so intense. Just as a man who has eaten meat before eats it well, Park Yeonseo’s rear hole was specialized in eating Tae Shinju’s dick.

“Heave-ho. Mr. Yeonseo. Mr. Park Yeonseo?”

“Hoot….”

Tae Shinju pulled Yeonseo’s arm and pressed their backs together. The soft skin stuck to him clingingly.

In that state, standing in front of the toilet, he gently shook the fair-colored dick.

“Ha-euk, heut, eu-eung, hoo-eu.”

“Don’t cum, pee.”

“A-eung, euheuk!”

“Haa… shit. This morning pussy tastes so chewy. I get it. I get it, so, shee—.”

When Yeonseo said he had residual urine, this was the difference that immediately came to mind.

He was someone who used to pee in the morning with a dick in his rear hole. If a prohibition due to control was embedded in his subconscious, then the solution to the residual urine feeling would also be what Tae Shinju had guessed.

“Haat!”

Trickle. Jjok….

A little bit of leaked fluid was added to the yellow urine. Yeonseo squeezed out the very last drop and then went limp. He had not fainted. It was exhaustion.

Tae Shinju gently shook the person leaning against his chest.

“Feel better now?”

“…Yes, yeees….”

Yeonseo replied feebly. He did not seem to be hiding his true feelings.

Tae Shinju thrusted the half-inserted penis with small movements and smiled brightly.

“I have to make you pee… Mr. Yeonseo, you’re a baby, aren’t you?”

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Calling a grown man a baby.

“Haaaah….”

Yeonseo rubbed his once again flushed cheeks with the back of his hand.

What on earth was he thinking at dawn….

He admitted that he had been consumed by all sorts of worries and anxieties because he could not pee. However, looking back on it after getting some sleep, he could not help but sigh, wondering if that was really the only way. The shame and self-loathing that had been paralyzed at the time came flooding in belatedly.

As it happened, his amount of sleep had returned to normal. His plan to subtly gloss over this embarrassment with sleep had failed from the start. He had woken up around the time he was leaving for work and naturally exchanged morning greetings with him.

—Good morning. Did you sleep well?

—…Good morning. Did you have a good dream too, Mr. Tae Shinju?

Only after speaking did he recall that he had resolved to pretend to be asleep when the man left before he went to sleep. Not that it would have mattered, as Tae Shinju would have pestered him until he woke up anyway.

—Time for morning pee pee, right?

—I, I don’t need to go.

—You probably do.

Surprisingly, as soon as his rear hole was filled, new urine trickled out. The only fortunate thing was that he, who had teased him about being a baby at dawn, did not say a single word about his disgraceful behavior from the early morning. Yeonseo, who had been tense that Tae Shinju would tease him and cling to the subject again, relaxed and entrusted his body to him.

After washing up together, he helped him get ready for work. And then, at the elevator, where they went together as usual.

—Ah.

Tae Shinju stopped walking as if something had suddenly occurred to him.

—Should I go apply for childcare leave today?

—What?

—I have a baby to take care of at home.

—…….

—A baby who can’t even go to the bathroom without me… keuk.

Could this be the shock of being stabbed in the back when he was feeling relieved?

His jaw dropped. His gaze wandered aimlessly before falling to the floor. Forget the greeting, forget the fluttering smile, Yeonseo felt like his entire body was melting on the spot.

Right… something was strange.

He had wondered why the man who had squeezed his dick until his bladder was empty had let it go for once. Hadn’t he been the one to interrogate him, saying ‘Is there any pee left? Are you sure there isn’t?’ while poking deep inside, claiming he needed to wash out the gel? He was a fool for not recognizing the deliberate pretense of ignorance.

Yeonseo could not bring himself to lift his face and just stared down at the floor. One would think he would try to soothe him then, but the man shamelessly reached out his hand to pat or firmly squeeze his butt, enjoying another’s shame.

—Baby, you have to call me if you need to pee, okay?

Yeonseo awkwardly averted his eyes.

Hyung… you pervert.

He did not feel sleepy anymore, but it felt like he would burn to death from shame if he stayed awake, so he forced himself to sleep. Sleep was an excellent escape.

Once his emotions had calmed down somewhat, a worry stealthily crept in.

“I don’t know if it’s okay like this….”

It was not a problem now that they were living together, but would it still be okay in the future?

If it were simply a matter of it coming out when kneaded, he would have tried to improve it somehow. But he did not even have a clue how to solve the issue of urinating while accepting a man’s genitals in his rear hole.

Let us say he kindly helps him with his urination.

How long would that last? What if he gets married? What if he goes away on a business trip? Furthermore, what if he immigrates and lives abroad?

‘If Mr. Tae Shinju leaves… what will happen to my body?’

The future looked bleak.

Perhaps he had foreseen this situation. It was plausible for that man.

The speed at which his debt was being reduced had been very fast to begin with. Now they were lovers, and the debt was completely gone.

Aside from being happy that the debt was cleared, Yeonseo did not guarantee that he would have done so without any strings attached when he was generously forgiving the debt. It was more reasonable to believe that he had set up some kind of measure in preparation for a situation where he would not get tired of him even after the debt was cleared.

Whatever it was, the task of putting on a shackle that was not ‘money’ would be a trivial matter for him.

‘Am I overthinking this?’

It was not that he disliked it, he was just worried. That he might have to cling and beg him to let him pee in the future as well….

Knock, knock.

What cut off his troubled imagination was a knock. From outside the door, a neat voice announced the purpose of the visit.

“Mr. Yeonseo, it is your snack.”

“Ah… just a moment!”

Had it gotten so late already?

He hurriedly opens the door. It is a somewhat unfamiliar door. That was natural, as it was a place he had been distant with until now.

His own room. Yeonseo was not in Tae Shinju’s bedroom, where he usually stayed, but in his own room.

Coincidentally, it was a room he had almost forgotten about for a while. It was a gift he had received, but afterwards, with the baby-making experiment and what not, he had been so busy with sex that he had not been able to go in and out of it at all.

When he opened the ordinary hinged door, the housekeeper standing by the cart gave a short bow.

“I will be coming in.”

“Yes, yes….”

Yeonseo stepped back hesitantly and stood by the door. He stared blankly at the sight of the housekeeper setting the table, moving back and forth between the low table on the floor and the cart.

Soon, half of the table was covered with plates. They were plates filled with various desserts. Thanks to a new low table being added to the room that originally only had a desk, they could also lay out the dessert plates.

Wow…. Yeonseo could not hold back his admiration and approached the table. He knelt down and pointed to one of the desserts.

“Umm… what is this?”

“It is a pudding made with banana custard cream. I was told you enjoy pudding, so I prepared a variety of types.”

It seemed Tae Shinju had told her. He is such a normal person at times like this….

“So it was pudding. Um, thank you for preparing this for me. The pudding from last time was also really delicious.”

The housekeeper expressed her thanks without any particular expression and left.

Yeonseo scanned the table with a complicated gaze. The spread of desserts that made his mouth water just by looking at it was, of course, arranged by that man.

To talk about this, I first have to go back a few days. Starting with why Yeonseo was in his own room and not the familiar bedroom.

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It was a few days after they had become lovers. Tae Shinju, who had Yeonseo tucked under his arm and was fiddling with him, asked casually.

“Aren’t you starting to want to do your ‘homework’?”

“Ah, homework! I want to. I really do.”

At the topic he had completely forgotten, Yeonseo shot up his upper body.

Homework!

He had been so disappointed that it had fizzled out unintentionally as he dealt with his abnormally increased amount of sleep.

The gaze looking back at his lover sparkled with anticipation.

‘What kind of homework will he give me?’

Among the activities they had done before, there was not a single task that was not interesting. Even if it was the kind whose intention was hard to grasp, Yeonseo knew he would end up doing it with enjoyment.

So, it started with ‘homework’.

“Seeing you welcome it so enthusiastically makes me, the one who suggested it, feel proud. So, about that… Mr. Yeonseo, don’t you want to go back to school?”

As if he knew Yeonseo would react this way, the corners of Tae Shinju’s mouth lifted. However, the question that followed was a bit out of the blue.

“School?”

“Yes. School. You only went up to middle school, right, Mr. Yeonseo?”

“Yeees….”

“Aren’t you curious about what high school or university is like?”

“Well, I don’t know…. It’s been so long since I went….”

Yeonseo scratched his cheek with an awkward expression.

What is the point of asking if I am curious about school now…. To Yeonseo, school was neither a particularly good place nor a bad one. This meant he had no memories worth reminiscing about.

Setting aside the fact that a considerable amount of time had passed, Yeonseo was a poor boy with no friends, both then and now. Even then, after entering middle school, he would often catch up on sleep at school because he was busy helping his father with his work.

There were no kids who wanted to befriend a boy who was poor and only slept. The few who showed a rare interest also quickly withdrew their interest once they found their own group to hang out with. In a way, it was a fitting result. It takes two to tango, and whenever someone spoke to him, he would only react awkwardly.

In his younger days, when he did not know any better, there was a time he wanted to enter school quickly. It was literally a time when his childish innocence was alive because he did not know any better.

I do not know what kind of answer he was expecting, but Tae Shinju readily agreed.

“I see. But you don’t dislike studying, right?”

“Huh? Yes….”

He could answer the next question with certainty. The previous homework had included studying. The feeling of solving the workbook back then was not bad at all.

“You don’t have to go to school if you don’t want to, so how about taking the qualification exam? If you get this, you’re a high school graduate.”

“Uh….”

Is that so?

There was no particular reason to refuse. He did not have anything special to do either. The only thing that bothered him was whether it was possible when he did not even remember what he had learned in middle school.

‘If he thinks it’s really not working out, he’ll give up.’

Just that much.

“…Okay.”

Yeonseo agreed with a rather light heart. Honestly, the desire not to let his new lover hear the pronunciation of the word ‘no’ was greater than his desire for the title of a high school graduate.

And Tae Shinju probably felt a similar way. Yeonseo believed without a doubt that, being the type to value practicality, he had only suggested homework that would be helpful to him and would not expect results.

Because….

“It’s okay if you’re not good at studying, so don’t be too nervous.”

“Aht!”

On his thigh, pulled over without warning. The thick front of his pants touched Yeonseo’s abdomen as they sat facing each other. The hand that gripped his butt as if to burst it, swoosh swoosh, lifted Yeonseo up and down, creating friction. As if that was not enough, he suddenly shoved his hand into Yeonseo’s underwear and tormented both his front and back holes at the same time.

“A-eut….”

Plop, pok. The shallow, repetitive penetration was enough to make Yeonseo crumble. Unable to bear it, Yeonseo collapsed into the man’s arms, and as if he had been waiting for that moment, Tae Shinju pulled down Yeonseo’s pants and underwear at once.

He inserts his dark red penis between the pale thighs and sits him down on it. It was as if he was sitting on top of the dick. Naturally, the flesh of his parted pussy and the veiny shaft of the dick met and rubbed stickily. The more the warm flesh rubbed together, the wetter the contacting area became.

Tae Shinju tapped Yeonseo’s lower abdomen with the back of his hand and said.

“So what if you’re a little bad at studying. Our baby may not have a head for studying, but does he not have a head for fucking? He was born with an overflowing talent for pussy-fucking… so today, shall we learn how to invite daddy into baby’s house?”

The next day.

Yeonseo, who had been groaning in bed until late in the morning, moved his steps with difficulty.

「When you wake up, go to Mr. Yeonseo’s room.」

A message had come from Tae Shinju.

My room.

He chews over the distant-feeling word a few times. It was definitely his own room that Tae Shinju had made for him, a place where he even put his precious family photo, but perhaps because he had forgotten about it for a while, the way to the room felt awkward.

‘Why did he tell me to go there?’

The answer became prominent as soon as he opened the door.

“W-what on earth is all this….”

The bookshelf, where things had been displayed instead of books.

Every shelf of that bookshelf was packed with books. A quick glance revealed they were textbooks. Reference books and workbooks that covered not only preparation for the qualification exam but also middle school and elementary school curricula.

Setting aside when he brought all this here, the thought that all the textbooks were for him somehow made him not dare to touch the bookshelf.

He was dumbfounded.

‘He said it’s okay if I’m not good at studying.’

Could it be that he had not mentioned it with a light heart?

Yeonseo, who had backed away far from the bookshelf, just lingered around the room until Tae Shinju returned home. He renewed his resolve that he should not answer any suggestion carelessly.

In the evening, Tae Shinju returned.

“Mr. Tae Shinju…!”

It had been a day of waiting only for him to come.

He, who had become much busier, had been late in checking his messages recently. When he called about the urination problem, he would pick up right away for the most part, but judging from the times he heard ‘let’s take a short break and resume the meeting’ over the receiver, he seemed extremely busy.

“You’re running to me like a baby. Have you been waiting long?”

Without a moment to mumble inwardly at the nonsense, Yeonseo grabbed the end of Tae Shinju’s sleeve.

“Umm, I saw the room… there are too many books.”

“Eung, so they were. And that’s why you were tapping your feet and waiting?”

Cutely.

The man, tilting his head slightly, let out a laugh as if amused and planted kisses on Yeonseo’s ear and cheek.

“Eumm….”

The warm and soft skin and the scent of faint wildflowers…. After deeply inhaling the scent of the female that had become completely his, he turns his body. It was the exact opposite direction of the bedroom.

Somehow, without even changing their clothes, the two headed to Yeonseo’s room. Unlike Yeonseo, who felt awkward as if it were someone else’s room, Tae Shinju strode forward and sat Yeonseo down at the desk. Then, as if he were a private tutor, he took a seat next to Yeonseo.

“We’ve arrived. How was it seeing books after a long time? Were there any subjects that interested you a little?”

“W-we…ll.”

The books were one thing, but the hand that was currently fiddling with his shoulder and back was more distracting.

Besides, Yeonseo’s sense of smell had become subtly sensitive recently, so his perfume scent came on stronger than usual. Even though he was not in a position of being held tightly in his arms, the sensation of encountering the scent was similar to that.

Whether he knew what was on his mind or not, Tae Shinju nonchalantly lifted the hem of Yeonseo’s top and caressed his bare waist.

“Was it too much that it became poison…. Well, we have plenty of time. Just skim through them from time to time when you’re bored. Finding an interesting subject or content is Mr. Yeonseo’s homework. The second… no, it would be better to call it the third homework.”

“The third homework?”

He knew the existing two. One was urination, the other was a random activity.

“Yes. From now on, Mr. Yeonseo’s homework will be of three types. Two are what you were originally doing, and one is this.”

In short, studying.

Tae Shinju added, sliding his hand down to the crack of Yeonseo’s butt.

“I’m saying this in case you think it’s difficult, but you don’t have to. I’m going to do this too. Think of it as teamwork.”

Teamwork?

It was unexpected. To volunteer to do a study that he did not have to do while being so busy.

Yeonseo glanced at the man and let his eyebrows droop.

“Why is Mr. Tae Shinju….”

“Why am I studying? Isn’t that obvious? I don’t know whose brains the child will take after.”

“What?”

Why did the topic suddenly jump there?

He was flustered. He knew he was a person with an extraordinary thought process, but he was particularly peculiar today.

Tae Shinju rested his cheek on his fist. He turns his upper body completely towards Yeonseo.

“I want our child to be clever. Since I’ll be raising him, he will of course grow up to be clever.”

So what on earth does homework have to do with the child’s brains….

It was a feeling that was hard to describe with words, hyung. It was both mysterious and strange…. That was probably because of the unique nuance.

‘Does Mr. Tae Shinju… perhaps think I’m pregnant?’

The way he spoke sometimes felt like he was talking about a pregnant person. Of course, it was probably a misunderstanding, but just listening to Tae Shinju made it feel like anything was possible, even that it had already come true.

As he hesitated, not knowing how to reply, he muttered.

“Good grief…. I must be a severe case too, to find even a dazed expression cute.”

And then he suddenly snatched the back of Yeonseo’s head and sucked on his lips.

The monologue from just now was easy to understand. Yeonseo’s cheeks blushed honestly.

After sucking on his lips for a long time, he said.

“Once you pick a subject, let’s just do one page a day. Anything you want to do. If you don’t know, leave it blank and ask.”

“…Yeees….”

‘Anyway, it means he wants to study together, right?’

The guess was accurate.

Nine o’clock at night. Tae Shinju, who had been handling work in his study, led Yeonseo to the room across the hall as soon as it turned nine o’clock sharp. A few days had passed since they had started solving problems little by little, after the first day of just choosing a subject.

“It’s okay to do it in the study….”

“We’ve already finished that conversation. Hurry up and bring your book and sit down.”

I’m saying this because I feel sorry. Yeonseo mumbled inwardly and picked up the workbook he had left on the desk.

He always thought it, but he found it strange that he had firmly divided things so that work was done in the study and studying was done in Yeonseo’s room. There was a table in the study prepared for Yeonseo’s use, too. Furthermore, it felt like a waste to bring in a new table into his own room just to study together.

Yeonseo sat down awkwardly next to the man. The so-called ‘tutoring desk’ was a low, floor-seating table. It was long horizontally, so it was not cramped even when they sat shoulder to shoulder.

However, the long legs that stuck out far beyond the table. Just looking at those legs made Yeonseo’s heart flutter.

‘Floor seating… it must be uncomfortable for him.’

As for him, floor-seating life was his daily routine, so it was nothing. Whether he sat on the floor or on a chair, it was all the same, but it would not be for Tae Shinju.

While he could not understand him for enduring this much discomfort, he could not just stay still because it felt like he was doing it all for him. That was the reason he uncharacteristically repeated a topic that was already over.

Tae Shinju spoke before he even opened the workbook.

“It’s time for fractions, right?”

“…Yes.”

Yeonseo glanced at the man and replied. Is there anything Mr. Tae Shinju doesn’t know? He diligently holds back the urge to suddenly ask that question again today.

He subtly swept Yeonseo’s waistline.

“Isn’t this your specialty….”

He was wondering why that topic had not come up. As Yeonseo awkwardly rolled his eyes, his smiling eyes deepened.

“Shall I first explain what I understood.”

“Fractions are….”

He recites for a moment the content he had previewed during the day. He had not given any instructions to preview, but he had nothing special to do, and as he was reviewing, he naturally came to read the next chapter. Moreover, since he had explained the content after confirming what and how much Yeonseo knew from the very first session, he felt an even stronger will to at least read the text.

“You’ve read it well.”

He also wanted to keep looking at his eyes that curved as if satisfied….

Honestly, just looking at studying itself, his likes and dislikes were unclear. It was because he had been pushed into it by chance, and it felt different from the last time, which had been closer to play.

More than that, he liked the time he spent with Tae Shinju. Not only the fact that they were doing something together, but the fact that he was thinking of him and adjusting to him felt just like a dream. We really are lovers. The confirmation that repeatedly welled up was a bonus.

‘And his voice… why is it so good?’

His hazy, excited gaze turned to the straight jawline. The well-shaped lips. The sweet and rich low tone that flowed from them.

The voice that used to cackle slyly and commit all sorts of humiliation continues in a soft, low, and plain manner.

The corners of Yeonseo’s eyes turned red. There was not a single lewd expression in the explanation, but he became conscious of him. His stomach fluttered and his heart pounded like it did right before sex.

So sexy….

‘I shouldn’t be like this.’

He struggles to hold onto his desire. He tightens his twitching hole before he notices.

“Are you listening?”

“Yes, yes. I-I’m listening.”

“Then why do you have the eyes of someone who wants to receive a dick.”

Yeonseo subtly lowered his gaze. The man’s hand touched Yeonseo’s earlobe.

“Answer me, Mr. Yeonseo. Do you want to learn with your pussy instead of your head?”

Still looking down, he shook his head from side to side. His desire wanted him, but Yeonseo wanted to grant what he wanted.

“N-no. I want to… study.”

“Does a person who wants to study lick a man’s face instead of the book?”

“…….”

“Well, whatever. Solve the problems. You’ll know when you’re done.”

When Yeonseo, who had been pricked by guilt, became restless, the corner of the man’s mouth went up crookedly. It meant, go ahead and prove it.

Yeonseo hastily grabbed a pencil and buried his nose in the workbook. He quickly finished the problems that checked basic concepts and moved on to the next page. It would have been a real disaster if he had not previewed.

When he had solved more than half of the next page, the movement that had been pushing forward like a bulldozer came to a halt. It was an advanced problem. Yeonseo wrinkled his nose and skipped the problem for now. He intended to try solving it later.

‘I think I chose the wrong first subject.’

He was solving it diligently, but that thought remained unchanged.

The reason he chose math as his first subject was quite simple. It was just because he knew how to do basic arithmetic. The subject he chose with such a motive was not a good fit for Yeonseo the more he solved it. It was literally because he only knew how to do basic arithmetic.

‘I’ve improved a lot compared to the first day, but….’

Problems that required counting twice still did not become familiar to him. Even though it was at an elementary school level.

He thought of that fact as embarrassing rather than depressing. Because he was afraid Tae Shinju would be disappointed.

Yeonseo had never had any expectations for his own studying skills from the beginning. Since he had lived his whole life with a wall between him and the act of ‘studying’, he just accepted it, thinking it was as expected.

On the other hand, Tae Shinju seemed to have some kind of expectation. That was probably related to the monologue he had not immediately understood.

While Yeonseo was solving the workbook, he would sit next to him or behind him and fiddle with his skin. He usually tended to touch his back or stomach.

After solving as much as he could, Yeonseo put down his pencil. He had skipped parts where the passages seemed to get long, so there were quite a few blank spaces.

“Are you done?”

“…Yes.”

Yeonseo pushed the workbook towards the man. There were some problems he did not know, but since he had solved an entire sub-chapter, it was not a small amount for the short time he had solved it. He had long since surpassed the ‘one page’ that he had initially set.

“How many did you not know?”

“…Seven.”

Gulp.

Yeonseo swallowed his saliva at the intense thirst that suddenly welled up. He carefully studies Tae Shinju’s expression. Then, he was suddenly pulled into the man’s arms. His lover’s face was right in front of his nose.