"Well, what to do now," Jihon thought, standing in the shower. The hot water caused blood to circulate throughout his body, causing him to regain his sanity. However, this still will not help in finding the right solution to get out of the current situation. Succumbing to a moment of madness, he blindly turned in the wrong direction. And as soon as Jihon woke up, he realized how "dirty" the road he had chosen was. You can neither roll back the last actions, nor step back, nor freeze in place. And there is only one thing left - to go ahead.

But the method he used still did not give peace. Is he really going to have sex with Kwon Jaekyung?

"What should I do?" mechanically squeezing out the shower gel, Jihyun was lost in thought again.

He could not withdraw his words. But Ji-heon won't be able to have sex every time Jae-kyung feels like it.

You need to make sure that it ends after the first time. But how? Is it worth forcing a guy to experience the worst sex of his life to discourage any desire to repeat?

However, what is the worst sex? Forced and violent? Should he deliberately provoke Jakyong to violence? Then, perhaps, he will feel guilty...

"No, you can't," Jihong immediately discarded the idea.

Without using a sponge, he simply rubbed the soapy body with his hands and sighed incessantly. Didn't he choose this path so that Jakyung wouldn't regret anything?

"This is cowardly and mean... After all, in truth, it was I who forced Jakyong to set such conditions. He was drawn here because of our shared greed... It's crazy, honestly," Jihong clicked his tongue and turned the lever of the shower to turn on the hot water and continued to make insidious plans in his head: "I need Jaekyung to lose interest in me himself. He, despite his appearance, is quite romantic. And if I make myself look like a libertine, then he will probably be disappointed?"

While Jihon was lost in useless thoughts, the shower gel was completely washed off his skin, and with it all the excuses to stay here disappeared. And as soon as he took the towel out of the closet, his doubts gripped him again. He remembered that there were no condoms in this house.

And where do they come from? After leaving Australia, Jaekyung lived in a hotel for a long time, and only moved here with his mother two days ago.

And, most likely, there is no lubricant either...

Jihon became more and more tense. The size of the male penis is usually proportional to the height, and Jaekyung is quite large. When Jihong first saw his in the locker room, he was quite shocked. And I even thought about how it fits into swimming trunks at all.

And now he had to put this thing in his body.

In the current situation, we could only hope that a natural lubricant would appear. And although it is usually allocated in an acceptable amount, it was in the lower position almost two years ago. In addition, the question arises, will he feel excitement at all?

In theory, he should have prepared himself, but he did not. After all, if they fail, it will also be some kind of luck. The main thing is that there is no blood, that's all.

Jihong wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom. There were folded clothes near the door, he bent down and lifted his pants. Taking the phone from his back pocket, Jihong saw dozens of missed calls from Director Kan. And then, instead of calling back, he briskly began typing.

[Kwon Jaekyung will participate in the Olympics. Be sure to meet with Chairman Shin.]

After writing as short as possible and sending a message, he immediately scribbled the following:

[It's hard to talk on the phone right now, and I'll get back to you in about an hour.]

And then he turned off the phone. Throwing his clothes on the sofa in the living room, Jihong headed to the bedroom.

In the unlit room, Jaekyung sat on the bed wearing a black t-shirt and sweatpants, somewhat resembling a huge shadow.

Jihong was even a little surprised. Because I expected that the guy would be full of enthusiasm and if not in underwear, then at least without outerwear. But judging by his appearance, it seemed that he was facing the most serious and difficult problem in the world.

Hoping that he did, Jihong confidently stepped closer.

"What are we going to do?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is there anything specific you want to try?" asked Jihon in a deliberately dry tone.

"Do you always have such conversations before you start?"

Jaekyung's face showed obvious bewilderment.

— Yes, that's why I'm clarifying. It's easier for me to adapt to the needs of the other party: whether it's BDSM or something else.

"I wonder if he knows about BDSM? … considering the way he frowns...", but Jihong decided not to stop there and, throwing the towel that hid the remnants of his nakedness, insinuatingly said on the floor: "You can tie or spank, anything. The main thing is to try not to harm me. How do you feel?"

"Damn, why would I do this kind of thing," Jaekyung fumed. A rude response proved an increased level of irritation: "What sick bastards have you met?"

The reason for his resentment lay in something else entirely: he was angry not because he felt insulted, but because Jihon had encountered some perverts.

"Yes, that's exactly what Kwon Jaekyung is," Jihong couldn't help but smile. "Loss of interest - what kind of stupid things have I invented?"

Inexplicable guilt hit me right in the chest: "Yes. Anything happens when you meet all sorts of eccentrics..."

Jihong sat down next to him, turned his head to Jaekyung and said, "Then, shall we do it like a normal couple?"

With that, he kissed the disgruntled guy. But Jaekyung didn't move or open his mouth. Seeing that he wasn't hiding his anger, Jihong slowly pulled away, "If you're an ice-jerk, you'll be abandoned right away."

Pretending to be serious, Jaekyung abruptly pushed the provocateur onto the bed, climbing on top of him: "Do lovers have to get along well all the time? They can also quarrel and get angry with each other."

"Ah, so that's the scenario we have?" said Jihong jokingly, and with a slight smile he put his arm around Jaekyung's neck, repeating the kiss. He tried to involve his tongue in the process, but the stubborn man still kept his mouth tightly closed.

Then Jihong gently sucked on his lips and whispered, "Why did you quarrel? Did your partner cheat on you?"

"He played the fool, when in fact he understood everything perfectly well to throw me off balance," Jaekyung growled. It seemed that he was really on the verge of exploding.

Which made Jihon laugh even harder: "Hahahahaha, a good reason."

"Don't laugh, hen. It's about you.

"Ahhh, so I'm this bad partner.

Looking at the smiling 'lover', Jaekyung muttered in a still angry tone, "You're really a very mean person."

And with the last word, he immediately swooped down on Jihon, kissing him as if he wanted to devour him. But the wild impulse immediately disappeared. When their lips touched, Jaekyung hugged him so tightly that he was embarrassed. The hot tongue slowly explored the mouth, tickling the palate and gently sliding along the inner surface of the cheek. Caught in the grip of blatant tenderness, Jihong couldn't help but chuckle, "And this little one was going to make me feel sorry?"

Jaekyung will probably never be able to be cruel to him. And, in fact, this bulldozer would definitely not have insisted if he had been refused.

Feeling a sweet thrill, Jihon pressed closer to him, reciprocating.

Their hot tongues collided and intertwined.

When they finally broke away from each other, Jaekyung sighed in annoyance.

To which Jihong quietly called him: "Jaekyeong-ah."

He, like Jaekyung earlier, wiped the grumpy's wet lips with his fingers and added, "Don't be angry."

Their eyes met, and Jaekyung sighed heavily again. It was clear from his face that he was not angry anymore, but Jihong still wanted to calm him down, using this as an excuse to show his sincere concern.

"What can I do for you?" How to extinguish your anger?

Even when Jihong asked a direct question, the guy remained silent, not because he didn't want to answer, but probably because of his lack of experience. He hadn't expected Jihong to be so active. Jaekyung probably believed that he would just try to finish everything as soon as possible.

Kwon Jaekyung has always been like this. He may have seemed to be the most cunning and calculating man in the world, but he often behaved like a clumsy child. And every time this sweet side appeared, Jihon felt immeasurable tenderness for him.

He was just willing to give him anything.

Yes, he tried to control his impulses so as not to give false hopes. But now... There is not a single reason to press the stop.

"Do you want me to do it with my mouth?" asked Jihon.