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The door behind the hotel room clicks as it closes. Jaehyuk drags Asahi to the center of the room by the hand, then stops and releases his hold. He loosens his tie while sighing, “Finally, I can breathe.”
Both are still in their pristine luxurious suit and tie with hair brushed up, clean, prim, and proper. They just escaped from a high-end party hosted by Jaehyuk’s parents. It is a gathering of business executives to form connections and to boast their wealth. Clearly, the so-called “dark horse” of the family, Yoon Jaehyuk, doesn’t enjoy such things. He enjoys wild rides and blaring lights, not some boring party where he had to stand all night and feign a smile. If only his parents didn’t threaten him by blocking all his cards, he would have never attended. There are some perks in attending though, and that is—
“Sahi, com’ere,” Jaehyuk gestures for Asahi to step closer to him, so he could wrap his arms around his tiny waist.
That’s right. It’s possible to meet Asahi on such occasions, the only heir of the Hamada Corporation. It’s the only place where he can meet him because, unlike Jaehyuk, Asahi is the epitome of an obedient son, always following whatever his parents’ dictates — go to business parties, talk to clients, have blind dates. Maybe if his parents tell him to marry someone he doesn’t love, he will too. All for the sake of the company.
He’s like a doll, literally.
Because Jaehyuk also can’t deny Asahi’s pulchritude. His long eyelashes flutter every time he blinks. His beautiful dark locks smoothly sway down every time he runs his fingers on it. His clear hazel eyes glowing every time their eyes meet. Those thin soft lips, that mole on his chin...he can go on and on and he will never run out of words to praise his beauty.
It is all fascinating.
And he discovers an even more mesmerizing thing on Asahi as Jaehyuk cups his face and smiles, “It’s like I’m holding a flower.”
Asahi snorts at his remark, and a tiny smile forms on his lips.
It’s this.
Jaehyuk rubs the side of Asahi’s cheeks and feels its trough forming when Asahi smiles. Asahi has these prominent dimples on his cheeks, but he rarely sees them because Asahi seldom smiles. They’re truly amazing every time he catches a glimpse of them, and to be able to feel them with his hand... sometimes feels so surreal.
“Don’t look at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“...like I’m the only one you see in the world,” Asahi whispers in a very tiny little font that Jaehyuk fails to hear. He always looks at Asahi with wonder. Maybe it’s what Asahi sees, he assumes.
This mysterious quiet guy who follows him obediently in this hotel room, with just the two of them, knowing full-well what they will do next, he’s so taken by him.
Jaehyuk kisses Asahi’s lips.
The other does not resist, and kisses back, wrapping his arms around his neck. He’s a natural and takes Jaehyuk by surprise.
Their lips do not part as Jaehyuk’s hand clumsily fumbles on Asahi’s tie and untangling it, then swiftly moves to his khaki suit, shoving it off from his shoulders.
His kisses are soft. Jaehyuk wants to be as gentle as he can with Asahi because his thin limbs are like a fragile doll that can break any moment.
“Doll...” he softly mutters in between their breaths.
Oops.
Asahi stops kissing him and frowns.
“Sorry. Sorry. I won’t say it again, okay?”
Jaehyuk kisses Asahi’s forehead to flatten his knitted brows.
He suddenly remembers the first time he met Asahi. It’s not a luxurious party in a suit and tie like now, but in a bar in a black leather jacket and pants. Imagine his surprise when he sees the heir of the Hamada corporation drinking alcohol alone in a sketchy bar Jaehyuk frequents. Not one of Jaehyuk’s acquaintances in the bar had the courage to sit beside Asahi because his overall get-up screams rich. Just because he looks like he wants to get robbed, doesn’t mean anyone would see him as an easy target because they all know that more likely, these kinds of people had brought their bodyguards, secretly blending amongst the crowd, and they are people that shouldn’t be messed with.
Jaehyuk is an exemption, of course. He’s not afraid of Asahi because they live in the same world, that fact is a secret to his acquaintances.
Maybe he wants peace and quiet, which is Jaehyuk’s first thought, so he ignores him. But then, Asahi sitting alone, poised, in the middle of a bar like a sore thumb, so different from his persona from the magazines, makes him curious. Someone who wants peace wouldn’t be drinking like a thug in this place. He figures Asahi is looking for trouble, maybe rebelling against his fate, and Jaehyuk is an expert in that area.
“Hey, doll. Cosplaying as a bad boy doesn’t make you a bad boy.” Jaehyuk sits beside him.
Asahi just continued to drink from his cup and Jaehyuk is waiting for a shut up from him of some sort. He has seen Asahi in business magazines and that poker face is a bit intimidating, he must admit. Instead, Asahi turns to him looking innocent, and asks, “How?”
“Huh?”
Asahi pulls him closer by the collar and asks again, “How do I become one? a bad boy?”
Asahi’s drunk. Dead drunk. Those dilated doe eyes and mouth reeking of alcohol tell him so. But Jaehyuk can’t help answering him seriously, almost feeling like a fool for being hypnotized by this beautiful drunk, even when he might not understand him, “Hmmm. Bad boys seek excitement, the adrenaline rush of doing something bad. I bet you won’t be able to do that, doll. But I can still provide some entertainment for you tonight. Wanna go for a ride?”
“Where to?”
“Destination is not important. It’s how you get there and who you were with. My baby can take us wherever,” Jaehyuk smirks.
“Your baby?”
Jaehyuk doesn’t answer and just drags Asahi outside. He proudly introduces, “Meet my baby, Aegis.”
“That’s your baby?”
“Yeah, she’s my precious baby.” Jaehyuk nods and throws Asahi a helmet that Asahi thankfully catches even in his drunk state.
“I think I’m so drunk right now. I’m seeing a yellow motorcycle instead of a baby.”
Jaehyuk laughs and helps Asahi to ride behind him on his Aegis, wrapping Asahi’s arm tight around his waist like a seatbelt, “Isn’t she gorgeous? Hold on to me tighter. My baby doesn’t know how to hold back.”
When Jaehyuk is starting the engine, he hears someone shout from behind, “Oi! Yoon Jaehyuk! You’re letting a stranger ride Aegis when you haven’t even let us ride her?”
“He’s special!” Jaehyuk screams back and picks up his speed, leaving his acquaintances and Asahi’s guards behind.
Jaehyuk rides on an almost empty road at full speed deep in the night. The cold air brushing his face feels so exciting and freeing. He feels Asahi’s hold around his waist tighten, and it makes him smile.
“It’s time you let go!” he shouts.
“You told me earlier to hold on tight!” Asahi shouts back, it’s getting hard for them to hear each other because of the wind.
“Just let go! Trust me!”
Asahi lets go of his hold slowly and raises both his hands. Jaehyuk hears his exciting cheer and laughter so he takes a glimpse at Asahi from the small side mirror of his motorcycle and he feels a thump in his heart.
Asahi is smiling.
It’s the first time he sees him smiling, unlike the poker face he has always seen from magazines, and Asahi looks utterly gorgeous, discovering for the first time that he has those dimples on his face. Jaehyuk can look at his smiling face all day. He thought he’d never say, “Smiling looks good on you.”, because it is too cheesy even for him but that’s all he ever thinks of while looking at Asahi.
Asahi is like a bird trapped in a cage, escaping and reaching the sky for the very first time.
Jaehyuk understands.
He stops at a nearby beach and feels the breeze. This is his routine when he’s feeling stuffy at home and he feels like Asahi needs it this time. This doll that’s always upholding a straight facade, always prim and proper.
“I miss the sea, it’s been a while since I’ve been here. It...is beautiful.” Asahi comments, sitting down beside Jaehyuk to watch the waves and to wait for the rising sun with him.
“You are more beautiful.” Jaehyuk turns his head and holds Asahi’s image in his gaze.
Asahi pauses and evades his eyes before he utters a soft, “Thank you.”
The more Jaehyuk sees Asahi, the more he’s captivated. That small blush on his ears looks cute on Asahi’s poker face.
“Are you going back to your castle after this, doll?”
Asahi frowns. “Don’t call me doll. I’m not a doll, I have feelings. I get suffocated too. I, too, wanted to breathe.”
“Oops, sorry, doll. I won’t say it again. I just meant you look pretty but I won’t call you that if you don’t want to.”
Asahi glares at him and Jaehyuk smiles before he brushes his hair away from his forehead and kisses it. He doesn’t know what took over him, but he just feels like doing it. It’s what his grandmother always does to him before he sleeps so he won’t get nightmares and it calms Jaehyuk down even on a bad day when he gets scolded by his parents, although his grandmother cannot do it for him anymore.
It’s like putting magic on Asahi, wishing the receiver of the kiss to be happy.
“What should I call you then?” Jaehyuk asks when Asahi’s frown turns into surprise and curiosity, Asahi’s hazel eyes get even bigger as he rubs his own forehead that just got kissed.
Asahi probably thinks he’s crazy or an overly familiar man, he’s free to do so. But then, Asahi answers his question instead of ignoring him or giving him a slap, “Sahi. Just call me Sahi.”
Jaehyuk smiles, doesn’t that at least mean he’s not hated by Asahi?
“Okay, Sahi. I’m Jaehyuk. Nice to meet you.”
Asahi hums.
“This beach will look even more beautiful once the sun rises. The sky will slowly turn pink, then orange, then blue and will reflect on the sea…”
Jaehyuk chatters away when he gets comfortable with the person he’s with which makes most of his acquaintances get annoyed by him but Asahi just listens quietly, enjoying the stillness and watching how the world slowly turns, maybe excited to witness the cloud changing like how Jaehyuk described. But even before the sun rises, they hear sirens coming near. Jaehyuk knows what those sirens are for and stands up, “I guess time is up for our young master.”
“Will I see you again?” Asahi stops him by the wrist.
“You wouldn’t want to. Because next time you see me, I’ll mess you up real bad. Be ready,” Jaehyuk smiles and gets up to escape with his Aegis.
True enough, they’ve seen each other at the party hosted by his family. Jaehyuk can’t explain how elated he is the moment he sees Asahi and when he hears Asahi’s clear voice calling him.
“Jaehyuk-ah.”
“Didn’t I tell you I’ll mess you up when I see you again?” Jaehyuk warns with his menacing smile.
“You’re not yet done teaching me how to be a bad boy.”
Jaehyuk laughs at Asahi’s absurd comment, the first time he ever did in this boring party. Right then and there, he feels like he wants to mess with him, so he grabs Asahi and asks, “Shall I continue my lesson then?”
Asahi nods.
They escape the busy crowds and ride on his Aegis again. This time their destination is to his family’s hotel.
“My dad told me to go here if we ever decide to do some trouble. He said the hotel can cover anything up. We own it.”
And here they are now, sharing body heat under the dim light of the hotel room.
Asahi probably notices Jaehyuk’s mind wandering and pushes him down to the huge sofa, then lies on top of him and continues to kiss and lick the side of his neck.
“I didn’t know you like it rough,” Jaehyuk jokes and he accidentally presses the remote sitting on top of the cramped sofa while he positions himself to fit the two of them.
[The two families of the large corporations, Hamada and Yoon, are on each other’s neck after the CCTV caught the third son of the Yoon clan dragging the only heir of the Hamada clan out of the party on his motorcycle. The Hamada’s are threatening the Yoon’s to give back their precious son or—]
Jaehyuk turns his head to watch the tv and gets distracted by the news. He’s a bad boy, alright. But he still wants to see the light of day, he most probably needs to return Asahi back to the Hamada’s before a war really breaks out between the two families.
But his thoughts are soon forgotten when Asahi reaches dangerously down and licks the tip of his member down below.
He moans involuntarily. He doesn’t even realize his pants and underwear are already gone.
“W- wait,” he picks Asahi’s head back up, away from his hard member, and cups it, “You don’t have to do this.”
“Finally, your eyes are back on me,” Asahi answers and if it’s back then, he’d be scared how emotionless Asahi’s face looks but Jaehyuk learns to focus on his eyes and how it dilates when he looks at him, like Shrek’s Puss in Boots, when he’s begging for something and in this case, Asahi is begging for his attention.
“Where did you even learn that? You didn’t look like you knew these things. Is it not your first time?”
“It is… but you told me to be ready to get messed up. I studied a lot while waiting for this day.”
Jaehyuk is dumbfounded and laughs really loud this time, as if he has lost his mind. He doesn’t really mean what he said back then, it’s meant to scare Asahi so he won’t go back to the club again, so they won’t see each other again. After all, Asahi is meant to be in a safe place where he can be taken care of, not some club filled with bad things. He guesses Asahi is wired differently. He lost. He really can never predict what’s on Asahi’s mind.
“You’re amazing, really…” he blurts out.
Asahi smiles mischievously then encloses the shaft of his member with his long and slender hands this time.
“So can I continue now?” he asks but doesn’t wait for Jaehyuk to answer as his hand goes up and down Jaehyuk’s long and thick rod. Jaehyuk covers his mouth with the back of his hand and moans. It’s not only Asahi’s face that’s beautiful, even his hand, and the way his soft palm rubs up and down against his shaft is enough to make him go insane.
Asahi doesn’t stop there and replaces his hand with his mouth.
“I read it feels good when you do this,” Asahi comments and blows his warm breath on the tip of Jaehyuk’s head, then licks it.
Asahi smirks and his dimples show up again when he sees precum flowing out from the tip of Jaehyuk’s head.
Jaehyuk cannot savor that rare sighting of Asahi’s dimple though, because he’s so busy covering his face with his hands from embarrassment, he can’t believe he almost cummed the moment his tip feels Asahi’s warm breath.
“Don’t cover your face.”
“No.”
“You’re not enjoying it?” Asahi implores, holding Jaehyuk’s wrist and gently removing it from his face to take a glimpse.
Jaehyuk sees Asahi smiling, and he doesn’t need a mirror to know that his face is as red as a tomato right now because he’s feeling his entire face burning up.
Asahi kisses the tip of his nose, then his cheeks, then his mouth.
“You’re so cute right now,” Asahi comments, and Jaehyuk blushes even more.
"I’m dying of embarrassment here. That’s already enough."
“You sure?” Asahi's lips touches every part of his body as it slides back down until it almost touches his standing member again, and Asahi stops to look at him from below.
“Are you really sure?” Asahi teases. Now his lip touches the tip, kissing it lightly, and Jaehyuk can only bite his own lips, anticipating Asahi’s next move.
“You’re not going to swallow my— ahh,” Jaehyuk cannot finish his sentence anymore because Asahi already did, putting his thick rod inside his mouth, as deep as he can. It slides down Asahi’s tight throat, then goes back up. Jaehyuk is in ecstasy, feeling with the warmth and softness of Asahi. He can only moan and pant.
Jaehyuk loses control of his hips and starts moving, shoving his stuff even deeper down Asahi’s throat, which makes the other gag and pulls away.
“Oh my god. I’m sorry.” Jaehyuk sits up and anxiously touches Asahi’s lips with his fingers, “Are you okay?”
Asahi wipes the saliva around his mouth and smiles, “I guess it’s harder than in the videos.”
It’s Jaehyuk’s turn to frown this time. He hugs and rubs Asahi’s bareback, “Don’t push yourself.”
“You’re warm and too gentle for a bad boy.” Asahi hugs him back and nods over his shoulder, kissing his bare skin.
Jaehyuk hugs Asahi even tighter then his huge hands slide down below Asahi’s legs and he suddenly lifts him up, to Asahi’s surprise, “Hold on tight.”
Asahi does just as told and wraps his hand around Jaehyuk’s neck while Jaehyuk easily walks to the bed where he gently puts him down.
“You’ve got me so excited down there, but you forgot one important thing, Sahi,” Jaehyuk comments, pinning him down.
“You forgot to prepare yourself. This won’t fit inside if you make it even bigger. It will hurt. Is that a hobby? Doing things for someone else before thinking about yourself?” he adds.
Asahi is silent and Jaehyuk notices his sudden slump.
Wrong move.
He hits an unexpectedly weak spot of Asahi. His stupid mouth does it again.
So he runs his fingers through Asahi’s hair and kisses his forehead, gently. Then he slowly moved to kiss where Asahi’s dimples lie, then to the mole on his chin, and then the other two more beauty marks on his neck. Gently, tender...making sure he makes Asahi feel loved in every place of his body that Jaehyuk kisses.
“I’m sorry. I got too worked up.”
He hears a whimper instead of a moan and Jaehyuk looks up again only to see Asahi’s tear-stained face. And Jaehyuk is once again mesmerized. How can someone be even more beautiful when he cries?
Jaehyuk doesn’t ask Asahi to stop crying, he lets him be and just kisses and licks Asahi’s salty tears that continue to flow. Asahi is not saying anything but Jaehyuk understands this person is close to breaking, and he’s there to patch up the cracks.
He continues to kiss every part of Asahi’s body, sucking on his nipples, his neck, his stomach, making a mark on every part his lip travels until Asahi’s tears stop and it gets replaced by his moaning.
“Are you ready? I’m going to insert one of my fingers,” he asks, lathering a lube he got from one of the hotel’s drawers on his hand.
Asahi nods.
Jaehyuk inserts one of his fingers in and Asahi bites his lips, looking so seductive, so Jaehyuk goes closer and kisses it, “Don’t bite your lips too hard. It’ll bleed. Can I put another one in?”
Asahi nods again.
Jaehyuk scissors his two fingers inside and looks for Asahi’s pleasure spot. When Asahi twists his body, claws his fingers on the sheets, and his moan gets louder, Jaehyuk smiles, “Found it”
Jaehyuk massages the spot in rhythm while he tries to widen Asahi’s hole.
“Jaehyuk-ah!” Asahi pleads, breaths are uneven, and Jaehyuk just hums.
“Not yet, Asahi. It won’t fit yet,” he says and shoves another finger in. Now there are three, and Asahi screams, “Jaehyuk-ah!”
“It doesn’t hurt?”
Asahi shakes his head.
“I think it’s enough,” Jaehyuk comments before he rips the condom and puts it on his own member. He shoves half of his own on Asahi’s butt.
“Does it hurt?” he asks again.
Asahi shakes his head.
Jaehyuk grabs both of Asahi’s hands as Asahi’s thin legs go over his shoulders and finally shoves his whole member in. Asahi’s back arcs as Jaehyuk’s full member hits the spot, and he moans, “Ah. Fuck.”
“I thought you can’t curse?”
“It’s my first time.”
Jaehyuk chuckles, with his member still inside Asahi, not moving, “You’re doing a lot of firsts today. You’re on your road to being a bad boy.”
“Ahh. Stop talking and start moving.” Asahi whines.
“Yes, young master,” Jaehyuk teases.
Asahi glares and Jaehyuk chuckles, he’s used to Asahi glaring at him that it doesn’t have an effect anymore. He just looks cute to him now.
“Call my name.”
“Asahi,” Jaehyuk utters, and he moves, pushing, and pulling his member inside Asahi.
“Asahi, Sahi-ya, Sahi…” he keeps on repeating along with the movement of his hips. He goes faster until his mouth can’t utter Asahi’s name clearly anymore and all that’s left are their moans and the flapping of their bodies meeting and mixing into one.
“Ah...ah...I’m about to…”
“Me..too…”
“Ah!” both of them reach the climax on Jaehyuk’s last shove.
Jaehyuk removes his member inside, cups Asahi’s face, and kisses his lips, “You did well…”
Then, he laid on top of Asahi’s chest from exhaustion. It’s not his first time having sex, and he definitely does not have weak stamina, but he has never used so much emotion while having sex until now. It’s all just entertainment and lust for him, but not until he met Asahi.
[The Hamada clan moves all of their assets — from land, water, and wind just to find their missing heir. They’re threatening the Yoon’s to give their son within 24 hours or they will pull out all their investments to the said corporation. ]
It’s suddenly so silent so Jaehyuk finally hears the television that they forgot to turn off, and he thinks he hears sirens again roaming around just outside the building, but he doesn’t care, for Asahi’s beating heart is the loudest of all the noises. As if it is singing him a lullaby.
“Did you..just sleep on me after we did it?”
Jaehyuk hums, “No...not yet...you know...Asahi...I saw you in a suit...and in a leather jacket… but I like it best when you’re…”
Jaehyuk talks in chopped sentences, almost in a mumble that Asahi is finding it hard to decipher, “I’m?”
Naked. When our status or family doesn’t matter.
Jaehyuk thinks he says the last word but his mind already goes to dreamland.
“You really, slept on me?” Asahi lifts his head and glances at Jaehyuk on top of him.
He sighs.
He kisses the crown of Jaehyuk’s head and gently wraps his hand over Jaehyuk’s back and caresses it, “Okay, you can sleep. Thank you for today. Just don’t leave me again, my prince charming.”