Newlyweds

8:34 AM, at the office.

“Oh, Team Leader? Are you sure you should be here today? You can take more time off.”

As soon as he entered the office, a junior colleague greeted him warmly. Seong-hyeon forced a smile.

“Huh? Oh, I’m much better⋯ Did I take yesterday off?”

“What? Yes. You called on Monday too.”

“…”

“You suddenly said you had a high fever and called in the morning. Your voice was shaking, and you were breathing heavily, so I thought you must be really sick.”

The junior colleague paused, looking intently at Seong-hyeon’s face. Under that gaze, Seong-hyeon instinctively shrank back. Why is he looking at me like that? Do I look strange? Did the bandage on my neck fall off? Or maybe…

Just as he had done on his way here, Seong-hyeon trembled inwardly whenever someone looked at him.

“Lee, why are you looking at me like that……”

“You still don’t look well. Are you sure you shouldn’t rest?”

The concern in his voice finally allowed Seong-hyeon to relax his tense body.

“Oh, I’m fine.”

“If you’re not feeling well, you should just go home….”

“I said I’m fine!”

The sudden outburst shattered the quiet atmosphere of the office, startling everyone who turned to look at Seong-hyeon.

What’s wrong with Team Leader Yoon? Is he just irritable because he’s sick? Still, there’s no need to shout. Poor Lee.

Seong-hyeon closed his eyes tightly at the sound of the employees whispering. His ragged breathing irritated him. No, damn it. Yeah, he shouldn’t have shouted. Why did he do that?

“……I’m sorry.”

Even though he had been the target of misplaced anger, the junior employee apologized first. Instead of saying he was sorry too, Seong-hyeon rubbed his forehead nervously.

“Where’s the manager?”

It was strange not to see the man who usually strutted around, lecturing from his seat. Nothing out of the ordinary could be overlooked.

“He said he had to go meet an important client today.”

“An important client? This early?”

“Yes. Originally, they were supposed to come around lunchtime, but something urgent came up on their end, so they had to come earlier.”

It wasn’t unusual for meeting schedules to change suddenly. If the manager had to deal with it personally, it must be a significant client, so accommodating their request made sense. After thinking for a moment, Seong-hyeon moved to his desk.

The office is safe after all.

No, not the office, but anywhere with many people would be safer than home.

When he saw the man casually talking on the phone with his father, he knew he couldn’t ask his parents or sister for help.

He should cut off all contact for a while. Instead of going home, he should stay at a motel or something, and after some time, change the door lock immediately. And report the stalker to the police… But can a man report being stalked by another man? Fuck, would he just end up humiliated?

“Team Leader Yoon!”

Seong-hyeon, sitting at his desk and biting his lower lip, looked up at the sound of his name. The manager, Kim, had returned to the office at some point and was calling him. He had gone to meet a client, hadn’t he? Did he come back alone?

“Come to the conference room for a moment.”

Seong-hyeon scowled at Kim’s words. Known for his skill in berating people, he was undoubtedly going to lecture him about his sudden absence yesterday. Still, he couldn’t ignore his superior’s orders in front of others.

“Team Leader Yoon!”

Kim was glaring from the doorway, impatient for him to follow.

“I’m coming.”

Quickly hiding his displeasure, Seong-hyeon stood up. It didn’t take long to reach the conference room next to the office. Following Kim, who had entered the room, Seong-hyeon stopped in his tracks as he sensed a presence inside.

A man was sitting at the head of the long conference table.

“Hello, my dear Seong-hyeon.”

The man, dressed in a sharp suit, smiled and greeted Seong-hyeon. All the color drained from Seong-hyeon’s face.

“How did you… How are you here….”

“Team Leader Yoon came to take care of you. Such devotion! You’re lucky, Team Leader Yoon. Not many would go to such lengths for their spouse.”

The double chin of Kim, the manager, shook as he laughed heartily. There was no sign that he found anything strange about what he had said.

Kim, what the hell are you talking about? Could he possibly know that man? Are they working together to trap me?

“Kim Jin-hwan. Leave.”

At the man’s command, Kim obediently left the conference room like a well-trained dog. His vacant eyes flickered briefly before he disappeared.

Were they in on it together? Had Kim also fallen victim to something sinister from this man?

Staring blankly at the door where Kim had exited, Seong-hyeon heard his name being called.

“Seong-hyeon.”

Just as Kim had said, the man gazed at Seong-hyeon with the affection of a devoted lover.

“Why didn’t you eat breakfast? You’ve upset me.”

A chill ran down Seong-hyeon’s spine as the blood drained from his face. The lavish breakfast laid out on the table remained untouched. He had felt an urge to flip the table but also a revulsion at the thought of touching it. That had happened less than an hour ago.

How did that bastard know?

“Let’s eat lunch. Come here.”

The man patted his lap. Seong-hyeon noticed a lunchbox on the table.

“Fuck off….”

Seong-hyeon struggled to keep his legs from moving forward. His inner thighs trembled, but he managed to resist.

“You fucking bastard, what are you thinking? Why are you here?”

His words came out jumbled, unable to form a coherent thought. The man watched Seong-hyeon stammer, then patted his lap again.

“Come sit here, Yoon Seong-hyeon.”

“Ah!”

This time, Seong-hyeon couldn’t resist. His body moved toward the man on its own. No, it wasn’t just moving—his hands slid down his pants and underwear. He nearly tripped over his shoes but kicked them off along with his clothes.

Kneeling before the man, Seong-hyeon lowered his body. He pressed his face into the man’s crotch and inhaled deeply, smelling the familiar scent that calmed him.

“Mmm, ah….”

The scent of his beloved’s groin. His hole began to twitch again. Seong-hyeon rubbed his fingers against the tingling entrance. Every day, without fail, this hole had taken the man’s cock.

Without needing any other lubricant, his hole was ready to smoothly accept the flesh.

“Good boy, Seong-hyeon.”

The man enjoyed watching Seong-hyeon prepare himself.

“You remember well to get ready for my cock when you sit on my lap.”

“Ah, yes, yes, darling, to sit on your lap, I need to, widen my hole, and take your cock, sit down, and, don’t move my ass, just squeeze my pussy, and take your cum, ah…”

“Yes.”

That’s right. When his darling calls, he must go. When told to sit on his lap, he must take the cock deep inside and squeeze it with his hole. He must not move his ass but clench tightly so his darling can come.

Of course, that’s how it should be.

“You know well.”

The man patted his lap again. Seong-hyeon reached forward, unzipping the man’s pants. Easily pulling out the thick cock, Seong-hyeon brushed his lips against it in an affectionate kiss.

“Seems like our Seong-hyeon loves my cock more than me.”

Pretending to be sulky, the man pulled Seong-hyeon closer. With a firm grip on his waist, he lowered Seong-hyeon onto his lap.

“Ah!”

Seong-hyeon flinched as the tip of the cock pushed into the wrong place, not his prepared hole.

“Oh, my mistake.”

Not there, but here. With one hand, the man forcefully spread Seong-hyeon’s cheeks and thrust his cock deep into the swollen entrance.

“Ahhh!”

The cock plunged deep inside, making Seong-hyeon curl his toes and twist his body. Tears streamed down his face as sensitive spots were suddenly pressed.

“Ah, ah, darling, it’s too, deep, ah!”

Completely seated on the man’s lap, Seong-hyeon trembled and gripped his arms tightly. Pleased, the man laughed, his lips pressed against Seong-hyeon’s back. Such a spoiled brat, our darling.

Gently stroking his back, the man reached for the lunchbox. Inside was steaming hot chicken porridge.

“Seong-hyeon, say ‘ah.'”

He scooped some porridge onto a spoon and brought it to Seong-hyeon’s lips. Seong-hyeon opened his mouth, but more porridge spilled down his chin than went inside. He couldn’t stop moving his hips.

I told you not to do this, so impatient. But the man didn’t scold Seong-hyeon. Instead, he asked kindly, “Is it good?”

The white porridge dripping from Seong-hyeon’s mouth stained the man’s pants. On top of that, precum began to drip from Seong-hyeon’s cock.

“I put something in here that Seong-hyeon likes.”

“Ah, ah, inside, rub it, rub it for me.”

He didn’t care what was in the food or what it contained. He just wanted something big, thick, and hot to roughly rub inside him. His insides were tingling. The man laughed as Seong-hyeon’s hole instinctively clenched.

“Do you like my cock that much, darling?”

“Ah, yes, yes! I like it, ah!”

Thump! The man lightly thrust his hips once, making Seong-hyeon scream in pleasure.

In that moment, a glimmer of reason returned to Seong-hyeon’s glazed eyes.

“Oh, no….”

Panting, Seong-hyeon looked down. Seeing his hole completely filled with the man’s thick cock, his face paled. His grip on the man’s arm tightened involuntarily.

“You, fucker, who, who are you, ah, ah!”

“Oh, you’re loose again? Does this happen often? This is interesting in its own way.”

“Fuck! Just, ah, let me go…! Hurry, and, release…!”

“Why do you keep begging? I told you, just say my name, and it’ll all be over.”

Thrusting slowly, the man sighed.

“But maybe you need a hint? Our Seong-hyeon is a bit slow, after all.”

Due to their position, the man’s cock was deeply embedded, scraping against Seong-hyeon’s inner walls. Each rough stroke against his most sensitive spots made Seong-hyeon gasp and moan. His body tensed, and his hole naturally clenched around the cock inside him.

Enjoying the tightness, the man whispered in a low voice,

“There are a few things I need to do with our Seong-hyeon. I’ll give you hints each time we do them.”

“What, ah, are they… ah.”

“It wouldn’t be fun if I told you now.”

Chuckling, the man ran his hands over Seong-hyeon’s upper body. Slipping a few fingers through the buttons of his shirt, he found the prominent nipples. He liked that Seong-hyeon wasn’t wearing a bra; it made it easier to tease him.

“But I love our Seong-hyeon so much.”

At first, his nipples were ordinary, no different from any other man’s—just a part of his chest with no particular sensitivity.

But now, just a slight touch from the man made Seong-hyeon moan and squirm.

“Ah!”

He was supposed to keep his ass still and just clench his hole, but he couldn’t help moving. A light slap on his buttocks made his loose entrance tighten around the cock again.

“I’ll tell you one thing now.”

The man breathed hotly onto Seong-hyeon’s back.

“Seong-hyeon.”

The hand teasing his chest grabbed his swollen nipple hard. Seong-hyeon let out an incomprehensible moan and lifted his hips slightly, feeling the cock shift inside him. He tried to pull away, but as the man pinched his nipple, Seong-hyeon collapsed back down.

“Ah!”

His vision went white, no, black. Suppressed sobs and moans escaped his lips with ragged breaths. The wet, squelching sounds and lewd cries heated the air in the conference room.

The buttons on Seong-hyeon’s shirt were now mostly torn open, revealing his chest. The man’s hand, resting on his exposed skin, rubbed his areola and flicked his nipple with a fingernail.

“Ah, no, no, please, ah!”

As the large hand squeezed his chest like milking a breast, Seong-hyeon’s body convulsed. His inner walls clenched tighter than ever, burning hot. Oh, fuck, this felt so good. The man gritted his teeth and bit down on Seong-hyeon’s back. The hole clenched even harder. The cock buried deep inside him, all the way to his sigmoid colon, released its load in sync with the tightening walls. The sensation of hot semen flooding his insides made Seong-hyeon’s mouth gape open. It was so hot, overflowing inside him.

“……Ah!”

With a moan, Seong-hyeon reached his climax.

“Now it was time,”

The man whispered, pressing down on Seong-hyeon’s left nipple.

“For us to put on our wedding rings, don’t you think?”