But if Wooheon really was stressed right now... he wanted to help.
It was what the president had asked of him.
And besides, if they were going after the Wan-In Sect tomorrow, he couldn’t risk Wooheon falling apart during the actual operation.
“Mr. Kang, um....”
“Yes?”
“Can you... relieve stress even without, uh... actual penetration?”
Wooheon had just leaned in again, ready to lap at the nipple still in his mouth, when he paused.
Relieve stress... without going all the way?
In the past, he would’ve said absolutely not.
But ever since Yueul came into his life, things had changed.
Holding him was enough.
Even yesterday, he was able to calm himself down even before they’d kissed.
Yueul was ‘different’ from anyone who he’d ever met before.
Something about Yueul just made it easier to breathe.
Yueul was his perfect ‘fit.’
