The Idol Wants One Exception to the No-Dating Rule novel · Chapter 6 of 24

Chapter 6: The Unlocked Door

At eleven, Ha-jun put his phone on the mat outside door 1204 and walked back to his own apartment.

He stood in the shower for ten minutes.

He dried his hair, put on a clean white T-shirt and nothing under his sweatpants, and walked back down the hall in bare feet.

The door was unlocked.

He did not knock.

Inside, the lamp was on and the front room was empty.

The bedroom door stood open.

Seung-ho sat on the edge of the bed in a plain gray shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows.

His glasses were on the nightstand.

He looked up when Ha-jun came to the doorway, and for once he did not look like a manager.

"You came," he said.

"You said not to knock."

"Close the door."

Ha-jun closed it behind him.

"Come here."

He crossed the small room and stopped between Seung-ho's knees.

Seung-ho put both hands on his hips, and his thumbs found the bare skin where the T-shirt rode up.

He looked up at Ha-jun for a long time.

"I'm not your manager tonight," he said.

"What are you?"

"A man who wants you in this bed. If that's what you want."

"It's all I want."

"Then say so."

"I want you to take me to bed, hyung," Ha-jun said. "I want it all."

Seung-ho drew a slow breath.

He slid his hands under the T-shirt and drew it up and off, and he kissed the center of Ha-jun's chest.

The kiss was soft, and it was the opposite of the stairwell.

"Get on the bed," Seung-ho murmured. "On your back."

Ha-jun lay down on the gray sheets.

They smelled like soap and Seung-ho.

He pushed his sweatpants down and kicked them away, and he lay naked and hard with his heart going wild.

Seung-ho stood and undressed slowly, without looking away from him.

The shirt went first, and then the belt and the trousers.

He was broad and well built, with a flat stomach, a dark trail of hair and old pale scars on one forearm.

His cock stood heavy and thick against his stomach.

Ha-jun's mouth watered.

Seung-ho opened the nightstand drawer, took out a bottle, and set it on the sheet beside Ha-jun's hip.

He knelt between his legs.

"I'll go slowly," he said.

"I'll tell you when I want faster."

"Good."

He kissed the inside of Ha-jun's knee, then slid his hands up the soft inside of each thigh and pressed them wide.

Ha-jun let his legs fall open.

It left him bare, and he felt the heat climb to his face.

Seung-ho only looked at him with dark soft eyes.

"Look at you," Seung-ho said under his breath.

He poured the lube on his fingers, and it was cool, and he rubbed it over Ha-jun's hole in one slow circle.

Ha-jun inhaled.

"Breathe out."

He breathed out, and Seung-ho's finger slid in.

It was thick and warm, and it filled him slowly to the knuckle.

Ha-jun gasped.

"Move," Ha-jun said.

Seung-ho moved.

He pushed in and drew out, and he curled the finger and stroked a place deep inside that made Ha-jun's back come off the bed.

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