Warning: ⚠️ This chapter contains explicit sexual content, nudity, and adult themes involving sexual activity. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
The office was silent except for the soft hum of the computer and the frantic beat of Seo-jun's heart. Min-jae had him pressed against the large mahogany desk, his lips trailing a searing path from Seo-jun's mouth to his jaw.
"Min-jae... are you really going to do it here?" Seo-jun whispered, his voice a strained mix of panic and desire.
In response, Min-jae only smiled—a slow, predatory curl of his lips that made Seo-jun blush a deep, furious red. He couldn't meet Min-jae's intense gaze, instead looking away as Min-jae's hands worked deftly, removing his own suit jacket and then moving to the fastenings of Seo-jun's trousers. The sharp zip of the zipper echoed in the quiet room.
Min-jae guided Seo-jun's hands. "Put your arms around my shoulders," he commanded, his voice low and husky.
