Two Disguised Heirs, One Heated Floor novel · Chapter 5 of 24

Chapter 5: Camellia Oil

The next night, the bell had barely stopped ringing when Tae-gang shut the door of Room Seven and bolted it.

Ju-an was already waiting on the warm half of the floor.

He had pushed the desk against the wall and the two quilts into a thick pile.

A little blue bottle stood on the boards beside the lamp.

"Camellia oil," Ju-an said. "From the village market."

"For your hair?"

"For my hair," Ju-an agreed. "And tonight, for something else."

He took off his spectacles and folded them neatly.

He took off his robe, and his shirt, and his trousers, until he wore only the white bandage from hip to thigh.

He looked at Tae-gang's face the whole time.

Tae-gang forgot how to breathe.

"Dae-sik."

"Yeah."

"You're staring."

"I'm allowed."

"You are," Ju-an said. "Now take your clothes off. All of them. Except the band."

Tae-gang undressed so fast that he nearly fell over his own trousers.

The chest band stayed, wrapped tight across his ribs, and the lamp threw his huge shadow up the wall.

He was already hard.

Ju-an looked at him for a long moment, and his tongue touched his lip.

"I've been thinking about this all day."

"Me too."

"In the middle of Tiger Palm theory, I thought about this."

Tae-gang's breath caught at the word Tiger.

But Ju-an only meant the lesson.

"I thought about your hands," Ju-an went on. "They're always cold, you know. Even next to the stove."

"They've always been like that. My father says it's a poor circulation."

"They'd feel good," Ju-an said. "Cold hands. Inside me."

He lay down on his stomach on the pile of quilts with his arms folded under his chin, and looked back over his shoulder.

"Slowly," he said. "I'll tell you what to do."

Tae-gang knelt behind him on the warm floor.

He had never been so nervous.

Ju-an's back was a long pale line, narrow at the waist, with the white bandage tied low on his left hip.

His ass was small and round and firm, and the skin was soft as the inside of a wrist.

Tae-gang ran his palms up the backs of his thighs, and Ju-an shivered.

"Kiss me first," Ju-an said.

"Where?"

"Wherever you want. Just start."

Tae-gang bent and kissed the back of his knee.

He kissed up the long thigh, to the hem of the bandage.

Then he kissed the soft hollow where the thigh met the curve of his ass.

Ju-an's breath hitched.

He kissed the left cheek, and the right, and bit very lightly.

"Dae-sik."

"Hm?"

"Spread me. With your thumbs."

Tae-gang's face went hot.

He did it.

Ju-an's body was pink, tight and shy under the lamplight, and the sight went through Tae-gang.

"Now," Ju-an said, muffled by his own arms. "With your mouth."

"Is that?"

"Yes. Please."

Tae-gang lowered his head.

He licked once, slowly.

Ju-an's whole body jerked, and a choked sound broke out of his throat.

Tae-gang licked again.

It tasted of soap, and warm skin, and Ju-an.

He pressed his tongue flat against the tight ring and felt it flutter.

"Oh God," Ju-an groaned into the quilt. "Oh, that's. Don't stop."

Tae-gang didn't stop.

He licked in slow wet circles, then flicked the tip of his tongue right at the center.

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