Double-Piece

At Ah-jin’s call, Seok-joo quickly turned around. He was standing in front of the liquor cabinet on one side of the tea room. In his hands, he held two bottles of expensive whiskey. His attire, as always, consisted only of a robe draped over his bare skin.

But the complexion was different than usual. The area around his eyes was dark, and his already sharp jawline was honed like a knife. The deeply slit eyes were filled with irritation and fatigue. The flesh had sagged, making the muscles visible beyond the robe, which stood out prominently.

“……Who are you?”

Seokju asked in a muffled voice. If A-jin tried any nonsense, he was ready to smash his head with that heavy whiskey bottle. Ajin tucked his chin in.

“Ah, I’m Ah-jin…”

“What?”

“Uh, um, paper.”

“…….”

Seok-joo had a face that clearly showed he had no idea who it was. Ajin, who was stroking his bare forearm, let out a short sigh, “Ah.”

“My head…”

Ajin let down the bangs that she had pushed back. Even though it was still damp from the rain and split into four sections, I thought this look might still be familiar to Seokju.

Seok-joo’s eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed he remembered Ah-jin.

Ajin sluggishly climbed the stairs and came up to the drawing room. Water dripped from his hair. Ajin roughly wiped it with his palm and then wiped it on his pants. Seokju didn’t just smack it down, calling it a water ghost, which was quite a feat.

“Would you like a drink?”

“…….”

“You shouldn’t drink on an empty stomach.” You didn’t eat lunch or dinner, remember?

Ajin chattered as she closed the door of the liquor cabinet that Seokju had left open.

Seokju stared at him intently. Ajin’s pale, thin arm moved slowly. The slender waist with no flesh and the concave spine, along with the shoulder blades that fluttered with every movement, exuded a strange atmosphere.

And on top of that, the pinkish-red nipples and rosy areolas that stand out prominently in the cold.

As he watched that, Seok-joo suddenly remembered a male courtesan he had seen at the gambling house. He was exposing his bare legs without a hint of shame among the prostitutes. With his unkempt hair hanging down, The young man who was limping and trembling with fear.

It was a presence I had completely forgotten about. It wasn’t even a presence significant enough for Seokju to remember separately.

……It must be because I didn’t see that face back then.

Seokju stared blankly at Ajin’s bare face, which occasionally peeked through his drooping hair. As he did so, a faint, enigmatic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

I never thought there would be a male servant at home. It was a fortunate discovery. Since there are no whores, why not use a male prostitute instead? If I could release the heat tightly packed in my lower body and sleep for even two hours, I wondered what reason there was not to sleep with a pig.

Ajin, who had no idea about Seokju’s thoughts, babbled with her plump lips.

“Shall I prepare a simple snack for you?” There should be some leftovers from dinner-”

“Come here.”

“……Yes?” Ah, yes.

Ajin limped over to Seokju. And then she stood two steps away from him and slightly lowered her head. Then, Seokju took a big step forward towards him. A strong smell of alcohol suddenly wafted over.

Seok-joo seemed to have already had a good drink. Ajin opened his mouth to say something. Seokju suddenly flipped up the front of Ahjin’s hair.

“Uh…….”

With a rough force, Ah-jin’s head was jerked back. His upper body followed and, reflexively, he flailed his hand and grabbed Seokju’s robe. The soft fabric wrapped around my fingers. Then, regaining my balance, I was startled by my own audacity and quickly let go of my hand. And then I quickly smoothed out the wrinkled robe.

Meanwhile, I was watching Seok-joo’s reaction.

“…….”

Seokju didn’t say a word or show any reaction. Ajin blinked and looked up at Seokju.

In the dim lantern light, Ahjin’s face was clearly revealed. A beautifully rounded forehead. How could such large eyes be hidden by hair? Thick eyelashes with moisture hanging like dew. Even though I’m a man, I have a prominent nose bridge, a smooth and round tip like a pearl, and pretty lips that are plump and red. Plump and red lips. Pale cheeks from the cold. A slender jawline. And a slender neck line.

Seokju’s eyes twitched.

No matter how he looked, hugging a man wasn’t my preference, but with a body like this and a face like that, I thought it wouldn’t be impossible. I’ve even had the experience of being treated like a boy in Japan and being hugged.

What the hell is Myungjin doing? Even though there’s a male servant at home, he hasn’t said a word until now.

Seok-joo, determined to give him a good scolding tomorrow, roughly tossed the whiskey he was holding onto the pile of cushions. Surprised, Ah-jin stared at it. Seokju grabbed his wrist.

“Let’s go.”

“Excuse me?” Where to?

“I’ll pay a high price for it.”

At those words, Ah-jin tilted her head in confusion. I couldn’t understand anything—where they wanted to go or what they meant by saying they would pay a high price. It’s pouring rain like this, and you want to go outside? What are you going to buy? Or are you telling me to go?

As Ah-jin hesitated, Seok-joo pulled his hand. With the force of a fierce wave, Ah-jin’s body was swept away.

Ajin was ‘dragged’ to Seokju’s room. Dragged along the long, dark hallway, I came to my senses and found myself in Seokju’s room.

Before I could even feel the joy of entering the room I had been so curious about, before I could even look around his vast room that seemed to have four rooms for servants attached to it, I was pushed and fell onto the bed with a thud. Still, the thick blanket was spread out, so it didn’t hurt.

Even amidst all that, Ah-jin was worried that the rainwater on her body might seep into the expensive blanket, leaving a stain. What if they asked her to pay for it? She could do laundry as much as she wanted, but if she washed such fabric carelessly, it would be a disaster.

Just as Ah-jin was struggling and trying to break free from the blanket. Clothes fell to the ground beside him. It was the robe that Seokju had been wearing. As soon as Ahjin saw it, she quickly turned her head towards Seokju.

Seokju knelt on the blanket and sat down. And then he climbed onto Ajin. The long, prominent collarbones, the thick muscles, and the dark, sunken eyes were imposing.

Seokju grabbed Ahjin’s wet thigh and pulled. Then, the loosely tied waistband came undone and slid down.

Ajin’s eyes widened. Only then did I realize what the high price he was willing to pay was for.

You’re saying you want to buy my body. You mean you want to spend the night with me. So you meant to hook up with me. Why on earth me, a man? It’s not like there aren’t any female servants in the house. Moreover, there are quite a few maids who are quite good-looking.

While Ah-jin was at a loss for what to do, just breathing heavily. Seokju took off Ahjin’s thoroughly soaked underwear and spread his dry legs.

His pale, soft skin didn’t resemble that of a servant at all. It was like a pretty youngest son raised with all sorts of fuss in a good family, worried about whether he would be touched by the sun or blown away by the wind.

Seokju fiddled with it, letting out a hot breath. Ajin grabbed Seokju’s arm with her trembling fingertips.

“Boss.”

“Yeah.”

“Boss, I, I don’t sell my body.”

“Why?” “Not selling anymore?”

“No, that’s not it—”

“Sell it just for today.” I’ll pay you generously.

Seokju buried his face in Ahjin’s neck. Beyond the pungent smell of rain, Ah-jin’s scent could be felt. It had a soft and fluffy scent. The smell that would come from freshly washed bedding. It smells like the white flowers grown in a greenhouse where not a single breeze blows. And on top of that, the cold body temperature chilled by the rain.

Seokju almost fell asleep right at that moment.

With a fierce look in his eyes and his eyes wide open, Seokju extended his tongue and licked Ahjin’s neck. I don’t usually have a hobby of licking the bodies of male courtesans, but… I was curious about the original scent of Ah-jin, hidden by the rain.

At that unfamiliar sensation, Ah-jin shuddered and shook his body. His indigo eyes wandered, unable to find their bearings. The long, hat-shaped light bulb hanging from the ceiling made his vision dizzy.

The breath of Seokju, who was hovering over my skin, grew hotter and hotter. His body temperature was so high that it felt like he had a furnace inside his nose. He said he couldn’t stand the heat. I thought, “Wow, their body temperature was really high.”

While Ahjin was wasting time so foolishly, Seokju opened his mouth wide and bit her chest and nipples. The cold nipple felt crushed by the warm tongue, and only then did Ah-jin come to his senses.

“Boss!” Boss, please don’t do it.

Ajin pushed Seokju’s shoulder away. Daring to lay hands on a superior is a serious offense, but there was no other way at the moment. If I come to my senses like this, I’ll be stuck as a male courtesan.

However, A-jin’s slender wrist could not push away the robust man who stood at 190 centimeters tall. Rather, her wrist was roughly seized. The grip was so strong. It felt like my wrist was about to break. Feeling as if her bones were twisting, Ah-jin scrunched her eyes.

“Boss, it hurts…”

At that moment. Seokju shoved his handsome face right in front of Ahjin’s. His face, which had turned cold, looked like that of a demon. Ajin took a deep breath and stiffened. Seokju spoke in a low, gentle voice.

“I don’t like a lot of talking.” If it’s noisy, it feels like my head is going to split. Even now, the sound of the rain is making my head feel like it’s about to split.

“……Yes?”

“You’re so noisy.”

“Ah, sorry, sorry…”

Ajin, while being pinned down by Seokju, nodded and apologized. The body that had lived as a servant all its life moved on its own to avoid displeasing its master. Then Seokju brushed Ajin’s hair back with his large hand.

“Just stay quiet.” Suck it, spread it, I won’t do it, so just stay quiet.

Ajin had no idea what they meant by sucking and spreading. I knew how the act was generally performed, but I didn’t know the details. At the gambling house, Ah-jin had only been doing things like kitchen work or selling cigarettes.

It seems like they’re just telling me to shut up and stay quiet. We should clear up the misunderstanding, shouldn’t we? However, if I blurted out whatever came to mind, it felt like Seokju would rip out my tongue.