As Winston said, the movie was very entertaining. Since such opportunities were rare, Yujin quickly beca completely absorbed in the screen. He hadn’t seen many movies before. When a book he enjoyed reading had a “now a movie” sticker on its cover, he’d say he wanted to watch it, and a few days later they would set up the equipnt so he could watch. During the movie, they would stand or sit a bit away, and as soon as it ended, they’d imdiately collect the equipnt, as if leaving the machine would sohow enable him to do sothing wrong.
The situation was so uncomfortable that Yujin hesitated to say he wanted to watch a movie. Moreover, this film sotis cut off in spots. He could understand the story, but the unnaturalness was obvious. Until now, he’d thought original movies were like that, but that was not the case at all. As he beca fully imrsed in the natural flow of the current film, he grew curious and suddenly realized—
Maybe those were the sexual scenes?
Seeing explicit scenes he had never seen in movies before, Yujin beca even more convinced. Harold had deliberately deleted all such scenes so Yujin wouldn’t see them. He judged his guess to be correct but wondered—why?
Did he think Yujin was too immature or young to watch those?
His imagination stopped there. There was no other reason. Why else delete those scenes one by one?
Thinking it was no big deal, his uneasy feeling soon vanished and he beca fully engrossed in the happiness before him. This movie flowed smoothly without interruption. How lucky was he to be watching a movie on such a large TV, alone with Winston? He imrsed himself in the film without hesitation.
He never even imagined that the real reason Harold had insisted on deleting even the smallest kiss scenes was to prevent Yujin from getting aroused and having improper relations with the servants there. Of course, by then Yujin was secretly eting Winston, but Harold had no idea about that either.
And now, at a ti when Winston was so overwheld with work he couldn’t think of anything else, he never imagined that soone—his own son—had stolen the treasure he so carefully hid. And that the son was sitting right beside him on the sofa, earnestly pondering how to sleep with him tonight.
Amazing. To think such a movie existed.
Before he knew it, Yujin was sighing with admiration, hands clasped as if in prayer. The beauty of the screen and the thrilling story made even blinking seem like a waste. Yes, grab that mont. And find her, quickly!
Feeling as if he were an extra in the movie, Yujin silently shouted inside. Fortunately, he saw the man rushing as if he had heard him. Overco with emotion, Yujin smiled broadly and thought, Good, now confess quickly! Just as he was cheering silently,
Oops.
A sudden realization hit him and he was startled. Wait, this isn’t the ti to be absorbed in a movie.
He could watch the movie tomorrow, the day after, anyti. Winston would surely be considerate enough to let him watch comfortably.
Today was a once-in-a-lifeti chance.
This movie would be a wonderful guide. Just watching the sparks fly between their eyes—
The leads were eting again, talking. The tense atmosphere suggested sothing would happen soon. Yujin straightened up and focused all his attention on the screen. He had to watch carefully and learn. Not miss a thing.
Winston quietly looked at Yujin’s side profile. So focused he didn’t even notice the gaze.
This movie is pretty good.
He admitted that, but the real reason he recomnded it was different. As he rembered, there wasn’t much left now. The first skinship between the two.
It was so bold that so joked, if they’re going that far, they might as well just have sex right away.
At the ti Winston was indifferent, but now he agreed. He even wanted to shout to just get her pregnant already.
Pregnant.
At that word, he froze. Imagining Yujin having his child instantly heated his belly with passion. Of course, that day would co soday. A child who looked like him, born from Yujin—what could be more beautiful and lovable in the world?
If only they did it today.
There was no better way to make it an established fact. Then the father would no longer...
Thinking that Yujin would be his and his alone, his patience completely vanished. Winston glanced at the movie scene. The mont he had been waiting for was about to co. The male lead grabbed the female lead’s waist and pulled her close, and at the sa ti Winston wrapped Yujin’s waist tightly, pulling him in close.
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“...Eek!”
Startled by the sudden movent, Yujin let out a weird sound like a deflated balloon. Eyes wide, he looked at Winston.
Oops.
He realized his mistake next. What to do! Frantically, he turned his eyes back to the screen, but they were already kissing. At that mont, Yujin felt as if the sky had collapsed.
I didn’t even see them kiss.
Usually Winston was the one who kissed first, and that was all, so Yujin never worried about how to kiss. But now it was different. This kiss was only the start of sothing much bigger.
And he missed it.
His vision went black.
Maybe today isn’t my day...
Just as he gave up in despair, Winston, still holding Yujin’s waist, moved his hand to slowly stroke around Yujin’s navel.
Huh?
Yujin’s eyes snapped open at this new sensation. He saw a large hand resting on his stomach, moving as if to show off. Underneath.
This ti Yujin barely managed to cover his mouth with both hands to suppress the strange sound escaping. What on earth? What was going on?
He had no idea why Winston was doing this. Maybe he just wanted to touch him. To cross the final line, they would have to kiss first, but Winston hadn’t kissed him just now.
Maybe Winston isn’t planning to do it today...
Feeling foolishly excited and then deflated, Yujin quickly pulled himself together. No, I can learn today. Watch carefully and use the next chance...
Resolving himself, he turned back to the movie. Seeing Yujin, Winston narrowed his eyes and suddenly moved his hand downward.
“Eek!”
This ti he couldn’t hide his scream. Yujin hastily covered his mouth again and gasped. No need to check with his eyes—the hand was now clearly lifting Yujin’s shirt and stroking bare skin.
“Yujin.”
Winston whispered into his ear. The skin his large hand touched felt like it was burning.
“Uh, uh?”
Shrugging his shoulders nervously, Yujin stamred, and Winston asked in a low voice,
“How does it feel?”
“Huh...? Feel?”
What kind of feeling was he talking about? His mind was completely distracted by the hand slowly stroking around his navel and waist. Weather? The fries he ate earlier? Or, or...
Seeing Yujin’s ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) embarrassed, flushed face, Winston tilted his head.
“Ah!”
Startled by the sensation of teeth gently nibbling his ear, Yujin let out a short gasp. It didn’t hurt at all, but Winston seed to be soothing him, softly rubbing the bitten ear with his lips, then spoke.
“If I do this here...”
His hand subtly moved downward. The mont his fingers slipped inside the waistband of Yujin’s thin cotton pants, Winston asked,
“What kind of feeling do you get?”
Yujin, held tightly in Winston’s arms, was completely frozen. Winston knew perfectly well that Yujin couldn’t even think a thought. Yujin just breathed heavily, shoulders trembling, and Winston smiled faintly.
“You don’t hate it, right?”
While speaking, his hand again stroked the bare skin under the waistband. Yujin flinched but didn’t push Winston away—he just shook his head. But he didn’t know how to explain it. His stomach felt ticklish, his toes curled involuntarily, and a strange aching sensation sowhere he couldn’t say...
Closing his eyes tightly, trembling, Winston whispered.
“Then.”
His low voice wavered faintly in Yujin’s ear like a breath.
“How about experiencing this until you can put it into words?”
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