Romantic Gangster

#51

“You said you’d stay with me for a long time.”

“……”

“What… I believed those words and even gave you bonus points.”

As Ji-woo slightly pushed out his lips, Hyun-joon’s eyes finally wavered. The fact that even that looked cute to him meant that he really liked Hyun-joon very much.

“…Really?”

“Yeah. Really.”

“……”

“I really like you. I really, really…”

Hyun-joon’s head tilted down again. Unlike the light brushing of lips earlier, this time their lips pressed together firmly. Ji-woo closed his eyes and tightly gripped the hem of Hyun-joon’s school uniform shirt with trembling hands. The breath felt between their pressed lips was hot.

Ji-woo felt Hyun-joon’s lips part. His grip on the shirt hem tightened a bit more. Soon, he felt Hyun-joon’s tongue, hotter and softer than his lips, gently licking between his lips as if parting them.

He didn’t think about whether this was okay or if he shouldn’t be doing this. Even though it was a sensation he had never felt before, there was nothing unpleasant about it. Ji-woo bravely parted his lips slightly towards Hyun-joon, who was licking between them. At the same time, he felt Hyun-joon’s tongue enter his mouth.

“…Mmm…”

The hot tip of the tongue touched the tip of his own tongue inside his mouth. Even though it just lightly touched and rubbed, his shoulders twitched and a ticklish sound escaped from his throat. But he didn’t dislike it. He wanted to feel it again.

As if reading his thoughts, Hyun-joon’s tongue touched the tip of Ji-woo’s tongue again. This time, his fingertips tingled and his toes curled. Unlike before when he had just licked once and withdrawn his tongue, Hyun-joon didn’t stop this time, keeping his tongue tip in contact and rubbing their tongues together. It felt so good that Ji-woo felt the strength gradually leaving his body.

At first, Hyun-joon’s tongue had entered cautiously, just rubbing the tip, but as it went in a bit deeper, Ji-woo’s shoulders jerked. The feeling of hot, soft things rubbing against each other was… difficult to explain in words.

The strength kept leaving his body, and it felt a bit like he was about to fall asleep. Also… his heart was pounding because he felt like he could constantly feel that Hyun-joon liked him.

At that moment, Hyun-joon touched Ji-woo’s tongue with his own and then sucked on it with his lips. The feeling was different from just rubbing, and it felt like something was popping all over his body.

“…Mmm… Nn…”

It felt good, but it was hard to breathe with their lips constantly locked together. Was it always this hard to breathe when kissing? Or was it because it was his first time and he didn’t know how to breathe? He wasn’t sure, but Ji-woo found it hard to endure anymore and gently pushed on Hyun-joon’s shoulder.

“Haa… Haa…”

“…Phew.”

As their lips parted, all the breath that had been trapped inside poured out at once. Ji-woo panted weakly and pressed his hand against his heart, which was beating so fast it almost hurt. His heart was racing as if he had run up 15 floors of stairs without stopping.

“Ha… Phew, are you okay?”

“Yeah, haa… I’m, fine. Just couldn’t, breathe for a bit… that’s all.”

“How do you feel?”

“…Good.”

Ji-woo smiled as he caught his breath, looking at Hyun-joon who was checking his face and mood. He added more words, wanting to tell Hyun-joon everything in his heart without hiding anything.

“It felt really, really good.”

“……”

“What about you?”

“……”

“Hyun-joon, how was it for you? Did you like it too? I must have been bad at it. I’ve never done this before, you know.”

Hyun-joon’s gaze settled on Ji-woo’s slightly parted lips as his voice flowed out. It was hard to believe that his own lips had been touching those lips just moments ago. His lips felt hot, clearly… something had happened, but it felt so surreal. He thought he might need to do it once more, no, several more times to believe it.

“Didn’t you say you hadn’t done it before either? But you… seem good at it.”

“……”

“…I felt good.”

Ji-woo looked up when Hyun-joon, who would usually respond immediately, didn’t say anything. Their eyes met as Hyun-joon was quietly looking down at him.

“…Why? Was it really that bad with me?”

“I can’t hold back.”

“Huh?”

Hyun-joon gently took Ji-woo’s hand and placed it against his own cheek, palm open. Then he spoke to Ji-woo, who was looking up at him without understanding what was happening.

“If I don’t pull away when you’re having trouble breathing, slap my cheek hard. If you want to stop but I don’t move away even when you push me, hit me. Really hard. It’s okay. No, you should do it.”

“……”

“Okay?”

Hyun-joon nodded with an urgent look on his face. It seemed like he wanted Ji-woo to nod along, so Ji-woo lowered his head slightly and then raised it, and at that moment, Hyun-joon’s large hands cupped his cheeks.

Ji-woo closed his eyes and opened his mouth as their lips met deeply again. This time, Hyun-joon’s tongue entered his mouth directly without licking his lips first. It was more urgent and bolder than the previous kiss. Ji-woo carefully moved his hand that was still on Hyun-joon’s face.

As he moved his hand, his fingertips sometimes touched skin, sometimes hair. Without knowing exactly what he was touching, Ji-woo caressed Hyun-joon. Every time his barely-there touch passed over different areas, Hyun-joon’s body tensed. And at the same time, Ji-woo felt a cool, pleasant scent suddenly clinging to his entire body.

Ji-woo knew this scent very well. It was the scent he encountered every day. As Hyun-joon’s pheromones burst out haphazardly, the strength drained from Ji-woo’s body, and his own pheromones, suppressed by suppressants, began to flow out.

“…Mmm… Wait, wait a moment… Hnngh…”

A vague thought that this could lead to something serious flashed through his mind and disappeared. Ji-woo, who hadn’t missed that thought, gently pushed on Hyun-joon’s shoulder. Hyun-joon seemed about to pull away for a moment at that touch, but then he dove back in and captured Ji-woo’s lips again.

Maybe because the pheromone scent was so strong, Ji-woo’s mind went blank and his lower abdomen tingled. His cheeks where Hyun-joon’s hands touched were hot, and his tongue was too hot. It felt like his tongue tip and every part of his mouth that Hyun-joon’s tongue rubbed against would melt. It felt good, but it was a problem because it felt too good. It shouldn’t feel this good.

“…Nngh…”

Sounds like moans kept escaping from his throat. Ji-woo raised his hand that had been gripping Hyun-joon’s shoulder. Hyun-joon had told him to slap his cheek hard if he didn’t listen, but Ji-woo didn’t want to do that. Ji-woo’s hands cupped Hyun-joon’s face as if to soothe him.

At that moment, Hyun-joon’s movements, which had been so rough that Ji-woo could barely breathe, paused for a moment. Ji-woo inhaled through the slight gap and exhaled the trapped breath. But no matter how much he tried to breathe, Hyun-joon’s pheromones were so strong that he couldn’t breathe properly.

“…Haa, Hyun-joon… The phero, mones, the pheromones are too…”

“…Ha… Huh? Ah…”

Hyun-joon, who had been watching Ji-woo panting and wondering when he could touch him again, pulled away and stepped back at the word ‘pheromones’. Then he quickly reined in his pheromones.

Moderate pheromones were helpful to Ji-woo, but pheromones flowing out uncontrollably like this could attack Ji-woo. Especially since he was a dominant alpha, he had to control his pheromones properly.

Even though he knew all this, he had completely failed to control himself because he enjoyed kissing Ji-woo so much. No, he hadn’t even tried. Honestly… he didn’t have the capacity to think about such things. He couldn’t think of anything other than the feeling that he would die if he didn’t touch Ji-woo right now.

“Haa… Ha, ah…”

Watching Ji-woo catch his breath with a slightly pale face, Hyun-joon pressed his still tingling fingertips hard against his thigh. Every time Ji-woo breathed and moved, a soft castella scent wafted around. He felt so sorry that it wasn’t threatening to him at all, only making him feel good.

“…Are you okay? I’m sorry, I didn’t think.”

Ji-woo, having caught his breath, wiped his slightly teary eyes and looked up to meet Hyun-joon’s gaze. Hyun-joon, standing at a distance with a helpless look on his face, still looked cute to him.

“…I’m going to get kicked out.”

And how ridiculous were the words he was saying. Ji-woo exhaled a laugh-tinged breath and slightly spread his arms. As if asking for a hug.

“Stop saying weird things and come here quickly.”

When told to come, the sound of sneakers dragging on the ground was heard again. Hyun-joon approached hesitantly, bending his large body as if crumpling it to fit into Ji-woo’s embrace. Of course, to anyone watching, it would look like Hyun-joon was hugging the smaller Ji-woo, but that didn’t matter at all.

“You’re not going to kick me out?”

“No. I couldn’t control my pheromones at all because I wasn’t thinking either, so does that mean you won’t like me anymore?”

“Are you crazy? I wouldn’t stop liking you over something like that.”

Ji-woo pulled Hyun-joon back into a hug as he tried to straighten up in excitement, and patted his back gently while laughing softly.

“Me too. So don’t worry.”