Come Back

When they roughly pushed open the large glass door connected to the living room, the two of them were almost running. Despite Ihaeseong having told his staff the day before to move out of sight so that it seemed like they were the only ones there, his attendants appeared and rushed out from somewhere. It seemed like they had been making a commotion, asking about Choi Hongseo’s whereabouts.

However, Ihaeseong didn’t stop for them.

“We’re canceling the hiking. If we need anything, we’ll call.”

With just a brief explanation, he continued to hurry while still holding Choi Hongseo’s hand.

The implication was clear—if anything was needed, they would call, so until then, don’t interfere.

Their footsteps left traces on the floor, with Choi Hongseo’s shoes and Ihaeseong’s bare feet leaving marks along the path. But of course, he didn’t care about that. Unlike his usual neat behavior, avoiding unnecessary noise, he stomped down the second-floor hallway recklessly in his bare feet.

Ihaeseong headed for the master bedroom, not the twin bedroom they had used the night before. The main bedroom had a super king-size bed. Of course, there was only one bed. Choosing that room meant they would be sleeping together.

Once the door was closed, he moved toward the bathroom without hesitation. Choi Hongseo, who had been silently following behind, grabbed his arm with both hands and pulled her hips back. At the sudden halt, Ihaeseong furrowed his brow and looked back.

“What’s wrong?”

“Are you really okay with this?”

“With what?”

“You could take it slow, right? There’s no need to rush… You don’t have to do this right now…”

He had clearly hesitated to kiss her before. It was still on his mind. If he was rushing because of the shock from earlier in the morning, even though he wasn’t ready, that was not something she wanted.

Ihaeseong looked down without a word and just pulled her hand again, as if the question didn’t deserve an answer. Or perhaps as though he had a more precise answer prepared.

Stopping in front of the bathroom entrance, he carelessly touched the cardigan Choi Hongseo was wearing. It was one of the many clothes she had bought the day before at the boutique. The expensive cardigan fell to the floor like an unnecessary garment, and his hand slipped inside her T-shirt. As his hand squirmed upward toward her chest, he looked down at it. It was a very provocative scene. But Choi Hongseo grabbed his wrist again. Unable to meet his eyes, her gaze dropped to her lower stomach, which had tightened with excitement.

“I know what you’re thinking… Hah… But it’s not that.”

Between his gentle voice, there was a sweet sigh.

“You think I still have some kind of rejection to kissing and sex because my face is different, right?”

He hit the mark. No matter how much he said otherwise, no matter how much he held her while she cried in the gallery, no matter how much he held her hand and called her his partner in front of people, she had never allowed herself to kiss him.

“Whether it’s plastic surgery, an accident, or just aging, faces change. If I don’t look like this one day, will you stop loving me then?”

She shook her head vigorously, lowering her face.

“That’s not true.”

Using his other hand, which wasn’t being held by her, he lifted her chin. Despite his scolding expression, his gaze was warm.

“Then why do I think you might?”

“Ah…”

“From the moment I embraced you, trembling in Gangwon Province, and we came down the mountain together, to me, you’ve always been Hongseo.”

“……”

“You’ve only ever been Hongseo.”

“Then why…”

She couldn’t bring herself to ask why he hadn’t kissed her. But she didn’t stop his hand as it lifted her T-shirt again.

Now standing facing each other, both of them had removed their tops. His fingers tangled in her hair, gently smoothing the messy strands she had gotten from taking off the shirt. His hands, large from his height, moved carefully and delicately, trying to be gentle—this was the touch of Ihaeseong that Choi Hongseo knew.

His hand traced through her hair, down to her ear, and then kissed her eyelids, her brow, the bridge of her nose, and her philtrum in order. To prove that it wasn’t because his face had changed that he had avoided kissing her, he kept his gaze fixed on her eyes the entire time. Even though the distance was so close that their focus wavered, neither of them closed their eyes. They both knew how precious this moment was.

His kiss moved from her philtrum to her lips. It was more intense than the kiss they had shared at the cliffside in the garden. He tilted her chin more firmly and pressed their lips together, and between their matching lips, his tongue slid in.

“Mm, hmm…”

His eyes trembled at the nostalgic sensation of his tongue in her mouth. Even on that day when he asked if he could hold him like Choi Hong-seo, the kiss was omitted. I entwined my tongue with his, which filled my mouth. Sticky saliva clung and fell apart, and the wet flesh rubbed against each other, making lewd sounds as they entered and exited each other’s mouths, tickling the ears. My shoulders hunched.

“Huh.” Heh…

Lee Haeseong pushed Choi Hongseo into the bathroom as is. Because he hugged her waist and lifted her halfway, Choi Hong-seo’s toes dragged on the tiles.

“Um, uh, um.”

As the kiss gradually deepened, the rough movements of the tongue probing and stirring up the mouth made him breathless and panting, and by the time he placed Choi Hong-seo inside the shower booth. Choi Hong-seo’s lips, leaning against the glass wall and panting heavily, were slick with the saliva of both.

Lee Ha-sung placed his hands on the glass wall above Choi Hong-seo’s shoulders. Bending his upper body, his face came closer. He nibbled on the lower lip with the tip of his upper teeth, then sucked on it, pulling it in and letting it go.

“Hongseo, do you know what regret is?”

In the meantime, his voice was tightly locked with excitement.

“If you came back because of lingering regrets, because of unresolved sorrow.”

“……”

“When your grudge is resolved, then what will happen to you…”

There was barely a distance between their lips. Every time he spoke, their lips touched, and occasionally, he would press his lips against hers gently. It was as if talking and kissing were happening simultaneously.

The conversation and the kiss were momentarily paused. Pressing their foreheads together, Lee Hae-sung took a deep breath for a moment. His broad chest, which was visible from above, swelled and then deflated.

“I’m worried that there might be an expiration date on this reunion.” Kissing and sex, that’s why I avoided it.

If I fully acknowledge you as Choi Hong-seo, and if we become physically connected… Then, perhaps the resentment you’ve been holding onto will be released, and so, it might just disappear.

Ihaeseong added an explanation like that.

Choi Hong-seo, without realizing it, reached out and slapped his cheek. His eyes, acknowledging his fear, neither looked strong nor did they resemble an omnipotent god. It was just a lover sharing the most pitiful and tender hearts with someone.

Lee Ha-sung briefly lowered his eyelids and let out a bitter chuckle. Regret… I was afraid that Choi Hong-seo would disappear… As if he couldn’t believe that he himself was afraid of such supernatural phenomena.

“The prince saved the princess.” In the end, the princess found the story’s ending to be scary.

“……”

“Not cool, right?”

Choi Hong-seo shook his head. On the contrary. How can a person be this lovable? My heart felt tight.

His love was so deep and profound that it felt beyond his ability to measure. I never even imagined it could be for that reason. I was grateful that the person I learned to love was Lee Haesung.

As he tightened his grip on the hand covering his cheek, Choi Hong-seo stepped forward and kissed him first. I will not leave any regrets. Whether it’s my heart or my body, I won’t hesitate to give it all to him. I parted my lips and, gathering my courage, whispered.

“Let’s do it, us.” Even if I disappear after this sex… don’t let go of each other… We are connected.

He pressed his lips against Choi Hong-seo’s as if to swallow him whole. He pressed their lips together so forcefully that the lower lip was almost pulled back, rubbing the exposed mucous membrane against Choi Hong-seo’s lips and tongue. Choi Hong-seo also slurped and eagerly sucked on his lips. With the hand that was cradling his cheek, she embraced the back of his neck and stroked the taut muscles that flowed like waves over their connected shoulders. Between their parted lips, two tongues writhed lewdly, repeatedly disappearing into the space between their entwined lips.

“Hmm…” Hmm. Yeah.

His thighs dug in between her legs. Moving side to side, the heat of rubbing the perineum gently made my waist melt languidly in an instant.

“Heuuee, heuk…” Uh, huff. Yeah.”

It vibrated all the way through his body in time with the rhythm of his thigh movements. Starting from the thighs that were as thick as his legs, his entire body trembled. Even his moans were trembling. The small hole hidden between my buttocks, which I usually live without even being aware of, suddenly feels unbearably empty. All I can think about is the sweet tingling sensation spreading from there.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, to the point where I would willingly spill words that seemed utterly impossible to say in my right mind.

“I’ll do it.” I’ll sleep with you, mister. Not eating or sleeping… “I just want to hole up here with the old man and have sex.”

Even while Choi Hong-seo was speaking, his hand, which had been sucking on his upper lip, slid from his armpit down to his side. He tightly grasped Choi Hong-seo’s buttocks, which were almost straddling his thigh, a couple of times and then slid his hand inside the band. As he pushed his fingertips into the white flesh inside the underwear, he lowered his head deeply. He moistened the earlobe with his tongue and poured sweet compliments over it, making them stick.

“Good boy, our Hongseo.”