Soft lips pressed against his, and a thick tongue slipped past, invading his mouth. There was no hesitation in its movements, as if it had done this many times before. It felt like it was trying to devour him whole, while the large hands cupping his face rubbed his cheeks and teased his ears.

Uijae’s grip tightened on the beanbag, his body twisting involuntarily.

I can’t breathe.

It felt as though he were being consumed. A chill ran down his spine, making his back shiver. Uijae reached up, fumbling to grab hold of the body on top of him. When his hands finally grasped Sa-young’s firm shoulders, the lips against his made a slick, parting sound as they pulled away. A thumb slid over his lips.

“Breathe.”

Ah. A small gasp escaped his mouth. He hadn’t realized he’d been holding his breath. As soon as air rushed back into his lungs, he coughed slightly, his chest heaving up and down with each breath. Sa-young’s lips brushed against his cheek.

“I thought you’d be used to this by now….”

A gentle voice asked, “When will you finally get used to it?”

Uijae’s body trembled at the sound of those words. As his coughing subsided, the hand that had been stroking his face moved down, resting on his chest.@@novelbin@@

Thump, thump, thump—his heart was racing faster than ever, and the large hand pressed against it. The warmth of Sa-young’s palm seemed to seep through, adding pressure to Uijae’s pounding heart. He raised his arm to cover his eyes, trying to steady his breathing. Laughter tinged with amusement echoed in his ears.

“You need to breathe through your nose.”

“Get your hand off me….”

“Your heart’s beating too fast….”

The moment those words reached him, Uijae tensed up.

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