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“Grapes-ie. Open your mouth.”
Kim Soleum, seemingly in a haze, chokes before pulling away. As he catches his breath, he tries to look up at Agent Choi before realizing his glasses were all fogged up by the heat of the situation.
“Ha…” Agent Choi lets out an exasperated sigh before gently taking off Kim Soleum’s glasses for him.
Only then does Agent Choi take in the full wrecked image of Kim Soleum, with his blush trailing up to his eyes, nearly as red as his pupils. There’s a thin line of saliva from his lips. Agent Choi knows he undoubtedly looks disheveled too, albeit for a completely different reason. After placing the pair of glasses aside, Agent Choi takes Kim Soleum’s hands into his.
“Grapes-ie. You can’t just…lick around my mouth. That’s not how you make out with someone, ya?”
Then, he brings Kim Soleum’s hands onto his lips so his hoobae gets a feel of how Agent Choi’s chin has been subjected to the fate of Kim Soleum’s attempt out making out. His, apparently, first and only attempt at such a thing. It’s as if a dog slobbered on his lower face. Agent Choi can’t decide whether to celebrate this revelation that he was his Agent Grapes’ first kiss or to explode at the teasing.
And this is clearly him trying his best.
Had it been anyone else in his position, sitting as close to Kim Soleum as he is, they still wouldn’t have caught on to the subtle pout of Kim Soleum’s mouth. This is, of course, the same Agent Choi that recognized his hoobae by the shape of his veins.
“...Sorry.”
“Soleum-ah. You know I’m not doing this to get an apology from you, right?”
“...”
“Let this ace agent teach you how to do it properly, ya?”
Internally, Kim Soleum is probably thinking of something like…
Aaaaaack!
What other records of past escapes have there been…without complying with the rules of the ghost story?
But civilian survival rates for those who followed the rules are nearly 100%, and Agent Choi is not the worst to be trapped in this kind of darkness with…Haa…I guess there isn’t any other choice.
Or in other words, overthinking and convincing himself that this had to be done.
(Although one record of such an escape, one without having to make out with your partner, was in the records.
That’s right!
With sheer brute force, Squad Leader Lee Jaheon achieved a solo completion of the Darkness…!
It’s not like this didn't come to Kim Soleum’s mind! It’s rather…This turn of events is an easier and more enjoyable route of escape.)
And so, within the next five or so minutes, Kim Soleum found himself in Agent Choi’s lap.
“Here, open your lips up just a little more,” and as Agent Choi thumbs open Kim Soleum’s lips, his finger slips into his mouth for a brief moment.
Woah. This almost went in the wrong direction. Agent Choi retreats his thumb.
“There we go.”
And that was the last warning Kim Soleum got before Agent Choi dove back into kissing his hoobae in earnest.
Finally, Agent Choi is able to slip his tongue in. For a second, his mind flashes to how much this feels like taking advantage of his inexperienced junior. Before he’s able to complete that thought, Kim Soleum leans into the kiss.
Agent Choi wraps an arm around Kim Soleum’s waist.
Apparently, he did learn a thing or two from his sunbae because Kim Soleum then tilts head and wraps his dangling arm around Agent Choi’s neck.
Breathing in each other's essence, sucking and biting, lapping up each other's saliva, the two engrossed themselves into the rhythm of give and take.
“Mm!”
Kim Soleum tries pulling back a few times before Agent Choi chases him back, bringing their lips together once more.
“Agent! Agent Choi!”
Agent Choi gently holds the other’s face to prevent him from escaping and tries to lean back in before he’s interrupted by a distraught Soleum.
“Choi! Choi-sunbae!”
The Choi-sunbae in question freezes.
Just one glance at Kim Soleum, and it’s easy to tell he’s wrecked. His flush traveled up to his ears and now to his nape. His lips were swollen, red, and wet with spit. A closer look at his eyes showed how glassy they were, with drops of tears threatening to fall out.
“Grapes-ie! Are you alright?” Agent Choi slightly bends down to meet Kim Soleum’s eyes. Unsurprisingly, they’re just as hazy as they were 40…50 minutes ago, only now more watery. “I’m sorry, I took it too far, didn’t I?”
“Hah…No. It’s just…how are you holding your breath for so long?”
“Holding…my breath?”
“...”
“Grapes-ie…Don’t tell me…You haven’t been breathing through your nose?”
“...????”
“Here,” Agent Choi unconsciously strokes his hoobae’s cheeks as he continues. “We’re going to try again, and you’re going to try breathing in through your nose, ya? If you wanna tap out at any time, squeeze my hand really hard, okay?”
“Okay…”
With some trial and error, Kim Soleum finally gets it.
And of course, Kim Soleum is the most over-competent person in the universe.
“Mmm…” He lets go of his sunbae’s hand, only to entangle his fingers in the other’s hair. With every push of his tongue, Kim Soleum lets out a low moan. Whether he knows it or not, the vibration of his moans travels through to Agent Choi’s lips too.
Kim Soleum pulls back slightly, before licking a strip up Agent Choi’s neck.
“Ngh!”
He lets his tongue circle about the scar, gently sucking and breathing around it. He knows that’s where the agent is most sensitive. Years of reading the Dark Exploration Records has come in handy in many instances, but he never imagined it would come in useful here.
With this turn of events, Agent Choi finds himself beginning to unravel under his hoobae. Kim Soleum will always be Kim Soleum…Always exceeding expectations.
Just as this thought passed through his head, his Grapes-ie has made his way up to biting the lobe of Agent Choi’s ears.
The wet noises and heavy breathing reverberates through Agent Choi’s ear canals, riling him up to no extent. He’s licking each millimeter of the agent’s ears, clearly taking his time, seeing how his sunbae’s face is now flushed in a shade he’s never seen before.
Agent Choi has never felt so positively pathetic as he fell apart at the hands (lips…?) of his prized hoobae.
“Hah…Grapes-ie. Soleum-ah? That’s…That’s enough.”
“Hm?” Soleum looks up from making himself at home in the crook of Agent Choi’s neck. He traces his tongue over the other’s collarbone one last time before sitting back up.
“...”
“...”
“Choi-hyung…? Did I not do well?”
And with that, the last string of Agent Choi’s restraint snapped in two.
“Fuck.”
Agent Choi tackles Kim Soleum onto the bed the ghost story has so generously provided them, and before he can even ask if this is okay, his hoobae is already pulling him down by the neck and engrossing them in yet another kiss.
Kim Soleum’s hands began to wander down from his neck, pulling out Agent Choi’s tucked button up to explore his bare midriff.
God. What is he going to do with this hoobae of his?
“Soleum-ah.”
Agent Choi, with his body fully pressed up against Kim Soleum, tries to sit up.
“Mm…mhm?”
Kim Soleum decidedly ignores this and chooses to occupy himself by mouthing around Agent Choi’s scar again while groping his sunbae.
“If you want this to go in this direction, you have to tell me when you want to stop, okay? You can hit me, I’m serious.”
“Mhm.”
“Hey, you’re not contaminated, are you?!”
“Mmm…”
Fuck…he’s definitely contaminated.
“Agent. If you think I’m contaminated. You can check, but I know I’m not.”
“...”
Kim Soleum gives his sunbae one last chaste kiss, before finishing his convincing, “Plus, you can continue once we get out, and I promise I’ll be the same way.”
And as if on cue, the darkness seemed to dissolve around them, and the two found themselves back in the Hyunmoo 1 lounge.
“…”
“...”
“So…Grapes-ie. About those last couple of words you said?”
And they dived back into making out on the floor of their lounge.