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After the dinner with Hui-Jin and her family, Siyeong and his father takes an awkward ride back home. Car filled with such deafening silence it was unbearable.
Once they've parked near his doorstep, his father was the one to break the silence for once. Talking about how he'll need to move to Seoul once he finishes the case, as it'll be where he'll get married, and apparently meet new people that could possibly help him grow more in politics.
"Go on in." his father giving him a light tap on his thigh, finally acknowledging his existence.
"Aren't you coming in?" Siyeong tries to desperately hide the gloominess in his voice. Still expecting to spend more time with his father, wanting more approval from him.
"Take me to the headquarters." His father doesnt even look at him while saying that. As if all those possible father-son moments instantly dissappearing in thin air.
he was about to get off when Taejoo suddenly appears infront of their car, a few steps away. Eyes looking red as if he'd been crying. Eyes laced with something he can't describe.
"What is he.." His father slightly confused on yet another appearance of this person he thought he'd seen before.
His father gives out a laugh and smiles, "He has fire in his eyes. Ambitious and sharp, but fearless." Siyeong could see it, Taejoo usually never has that look in his eyes. Tho he'd always look very ambitious, but theres something more to his stare.
"If you need him, bring him to work for you in Seoul." his father adds.
That made Siyeong think for a moment. Well, why not? I do need him. I want him. he thinks to himself. Maybe working with Taejoo once again in the future doesn't sound so bad, always having him by his side.. Oh, the things they could do together.
He tries to hide the smile creeping on his face, and letting out an uncomfortable exhale before finally stepping out.
once the car drove away, Taejoo struts towards him. "Follow me." He orders, voice sounding exhausted. And of course, Siyeong follows.
Taejoo leads them somewhere behind his house. "This place is exactly how i remember it." Siyeong tries to humor with him, but he was not having it. Taejoo stops a few steps away from him, exhaling deeply and clenching his fists which Siyeong fails to notice.
"Guess we're the only things that have changed." that sentence only fuels Taejoos anger more, facing him and not thinking twice before landing a punch straight to his face. Not even letting him finish whatever else he had to say.
Siyeong stumbles back, hand already on the part where Taejoos fist met his lip, bleeding. "Damn it!" He yells, completely baffled to recieve such a punch from him.
"What? Feeling nostalgic?" he adds while taking off his blazer, "You want to go at it like the old days?" as he throws his blazer at him, throwing a punch that doesnt land, and Taejoo lands one clean on his face, cursing his name as he does.
"You need a good beating, you asshole." Taejoo being the one to speak now, which only enrages Siyeong causing him to lunge straight at Taejoo, tackling him and making them both fall to the ground.
Siyeong tries to land a punch, but Taejoo immediately rolls to the side to switch their position, now Taejoo is the one on top of him. Landing a few clean punches right on his face. Siyeong immediately blocking his punches with his arms and dodging an incoming one, giving him the chance to crawl away. Though he doesnt make it far. Taejoo immediately pinning him down in place with his thighs.
blinded by anger, Taejoo throws as many punches as he ever could. Siyeong only managing to get him off by kicking him hard in the stomach, giving him a chance to catch his breath and for both of them to stand up, only for Siyeong to lunge at Taejoo once again, just for him to be thrown at a near by car.
Fuck, that mustve hurt his back a lot, but he doesn't have time to worry about that when Taejoo is already infront of him, kicking him in the stomach repeatedly. Having no choice but to grab his legs and use every ounce of strength left in him to lift the other up and pin him to the ground, straddling him.
Doing one of the most unexpected thing to try and snap Taejoo out of his rage, he grabs him by the collar of his shirt and pulls him up, closing his eyes shut and crashing their lips together, causing Taejoo's brain to malfunction.
The soothing touch of Siyeongs lips against his seems to calm him down a lot faster than he'd expect. Taejoo unexpectedly being the one to deepen the kiss, opening his mouth and letting Siyeong explore inside with his tongue, Taejoos hand wanders to the front base of the others neck, pulling him impossibly closer.
their teeths clank with how hard theyre kissing eachother, as if theyre using their mouths to fight one another. Their tongues rolling on eachother, fighting for dominance.
And Siyeong's the one to break the kiss, trying to catch his breath. Only for Taejoo to grab his face and kiss him again. This time, he bites Siyeongs bottom lip till he bled, causing the other man to let out a shameful whimper.
Taejoo sets him free, licking the bloodstain on his lip that came from Siyeongs. Him being the one to catch his breath this time.
And Siyeong licks his lip too, a mixture of his and Taejoos blood from their fight, his hand trying to soothe the bite.
"You fucker. Why'd you bite so damn hard?!" Siyeong exclaims and hits him square on the chest, receiving a grunt from the other.
"You don't get to complain. You started it!" Taejoo argues back, then suddenly noticing a tent peaking on Siyeongs pants.
Flustered, he pushes Siyeong off and scrambles to his feet, choosing to ignore whatever the hell he saw, turning away from him.
Siyeong grunts and scrambles to his feet too and wonders why he's so flustered till he feels his pants tightening and looks down.. the tent being painfully obvious. He was so submerged into the kiss he didnt even notice himself get so hard just from that.
Siyeong only giggles, "Ya! You're the reason for this. You'll have to take care of it!" Taejoo can already see that smug smile on his face.
"Absolutely not. You kissed me and I only did what anyone else would do." it came out before he could even properly process what he's gonna say.
"Come on now, I know you're hard too." Siyeong points out in a teasing manner, taking a few steps closer. "It'll feel good, trust me." Siyeong tries to convince him, that smug smile still visible just from his voice. Well, they've already kissed, whats wrong with trying something more?
"I'm not sticking your dick up my ass." Taejoo blatantly says, trying everything to avoid this conversation.
"Who said anything about that? I was referring to jerking off you idiot!" Siyeong argues, Taejoos cheeks tinting a faint red from embarrassment, gosh, why was that his first thought when Siyeong mentioned about how it'll feel good? Fuck. Whatever.
Taejoo thinks for a second, realizing that he is indeed hard to, so he decided to just go with it, it wouldn't hurt anyway.
"Fine." he turns to face him, and rushes to grab his arm, pulling him inside a dark alley nearby. backing up against a wall, with his sworn enemy infront of him, and said enemy grinning like he'd just won the lottery.
Taejoo unbuckling his pants and Siyeong follows along, unbuckling his while moving a few inch closer to him. Siyeong is lucky Taejoo is already backed up to a wall, or else he would've stepped back even further.
They both pull down their pants and underwear, both cocks springing free, Siyeong being the first and Taejoo a second late. The cold breeze of air sending shivers down Siyeongs spine, turning him on even more, causing his cock to twitch in excitement.
Taeejoo can already feel his heart racing when Siyeong suddenly grabs ahold of his cock.
"Come on. I'll jerk you off and you jerk me off." Siyeong blurts out, his hand still holding the others cock, "I wanna feel your hands on me, Taejoo-ya." whispering his name like a silent prayer.
Hearing his name be said like that causes his dick to twitch. Clenching his jaw and finally grabbing the prosecutors cock, being the first one to move his hand, going for a slow but steady rhythm. Earning a low moan from the other. Siyeong moves his hand too, a lot faster than Taejoo, making him buck his hip to the rhythm.
Siyeong leans in, trying to close the distance. Lowering his head just near to the crook of Taejoo's neck, inhaling as much as he could from his scent. He smells so good, a mixture of sweat and musk, a little fragrant too.
doing his very best to not just lick, kiss, and bite all over the his neck. Fuck, its turning him on so much its like he could just come from smelling him. his free hand wandering at the side of Taejoo's waist, feeling every curve and sneaking up beneath the shirt, feeling his skin. Wanting to move up more to feel his chest. Taejoo unconsciously arching his back from the touch.
Taejoo's movement going faster and so does his breathing pattern, both of them a mess. But siyeong is more vocal about it.
"Fuck.. I wanna fuck you so bad. God, I wanna ruin your insides, Taejoo-ya.." Siyeong mumbles as the feeling of Taejoos hand on his cock turns him on so much. shit hes really jerking me off, his hands feel so good. he thoughts.
Siyeong finally giving in to his urges and plants kisses all over his neck, making Taejoo move his head to the side to give the other more access, doing everything he can to stop the noises begging to come out of his mouth.
Siyeong kisses and sucks in all sorts of places on the side of his neck, leaving a few red marks and licking a drag that stops right below his ear, whispering as low as he could, "Could you bite me again? Anywhere will do. Fuck, I wanna feel your teeth tear my skin apart. Maybe my lips again?" A grin forming in his face again, and he backs away, wanting to see Taejoo's face if hes a mess just like him and damn, the sight of him trying so hard not to show how much he likes it excites Siyeong so much more. Taejoo looking away and biting his lip to prevent any noise from coming out, shit, maybe he should've bite my lips instead.
"You like it that much?" Siyeong trying to agitate Taejoo, but Taejoo only responds with using his free hand to pull him in, crashing their lips together again. The kiss rougher and sloppier than before, Siyeong moaning right in his mouth and Taejoo letting a moan escape too. Their hands moving in a faster rhythm, almost at their climax.
as their kissing gets rougher and deeper, their hands moving up and down quickens too. The feeling of their cocks rubbing together as theyre jerking eachother off feels so good. Shit.
Siyeong trying so hard not to break the kiss, wanting to feel more of Taejoo's mouth, his tongue. But he cant help all the moans escaping his mouth.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck...! Taejoo-ya..!" he whimpers, and leans in near Taejoo's neck again, and Taejoo gasps for breath, "Siyeong-ah.. hngh- fuck..!" Their movements getting erratic and fast, both feeling like they're about to come at the same time.
And they did.
Siyeong couldn't help the loud moan escaping his mouth as he comes in between their abdomens, staining Taejoo's hand and his shirt. Taejoo curses out and comes a second late, staining them both.
"Haah.. Fuck." Taejoo lets out, that euphoric feeling slowly leaving his body. Lowering his head to look at the mess theyve made.
Then Siyeong suddenly grabs his hand that was stained, making Taejoo look up at him and watch as Siyeong licks the come off from his hand, delicately and clean. From the palm, to in between his fingers. A smile creeping on his face as he does so.
"You crazy bastard." Taejoo speaks but only earns a giggle from Siyeong as he's still cleaning his hand, erotically slow, then proceeds to clean his own. Taejoo looking away to try and hide how much it turned him on.
"We should do this more often." Siyeong speaks as they're both pulling their underwear and pants up, ruining the entire mood.
"Fuck no. We only did it cause i can't walk the streets with a damn boner." Taejoo argues, and Siyeong only laughing in response. A faint smile fighting its way on Taejoo's face.
"Maybe next time I'll really stick it up your-" Taejoo cuts him off with a kiss once again, pulling him by the necktie, not daring to hear whatever hes about to say.
The kiss doesnt last long, Taejoo pulling away after a minute, "Are you done yet?" Siyeong looks at him in a daze, that stupid smile still on his face. "Yeah, totally." the only response to come out his mouth.
"I'm leaving. Thanks either way, go get your wounds treated." Taejoo speaks as they both make their way out of the alleyway, finally being met with light from the light post. Taejoo trying to make the come on his shirt less obvious. He'll have to clean this asap.
"Thank you, Taejoo-ya. It hurt but you still made me feel good.. See you around." Siyeong speaks, watching as Taejoo walks further away, not looking back.