Projection Novel (Completed) - Chapter 87 (Side Story)

If my love is in that sky, on that cloud, then my love is…

 

The choked singing blared from the speakers, but Sejin couldn’t hear a thing. To him, the movie was nothing more than a silent film. It wasn’t due to a lack of focus; the person who made Sejin unable to hear any sound was someone else entirely.

 

“Cheon Sejoo…”

 

The light reflecting from the screen revealed his flushed cheeks. Since it was a late-night showing, there weren’t many people, and the back row where they sat was completely empty, yet Sejin still couldn’t hide his embarrassment. He bit his lip, gritting his teeth and muttering as he grabbed Cheon Sejoo’s wrist, who was nonchalantly letting his hand wander on Sejin’s thigh.

 

“D-don’t do that…”

 

“Sweetheart, there’s no one here, just let me touch you a little.”

 

But the reply was a shameless yet casual whisper. Cheon Sejoo lowered his voice as if it were obvious, then removed the armrest separating them. After that, he leaned his head on Sejin’s broad shoulder and began to seriously knead Sejin’s firm thigh muscles.

 

“You’re not supposed to do these things in public…!”

 

“It’s more exciting precisely because it’s a public place.”

 

“Cheon Sejoo!”

 

The whispered voice came with a bright smile. He had said no! Realizing he was being teased, Sejin puffed out his cheeks, glaring at Cheon Sejoo with resentment. Although he knew it was understandable for the other person to act this way after not seeing each other for a few days, their temporary separation was entirely Cheon Sejoo’s fault.

 

For the past few weeks, Cheon Sejoo had been endlessly busy. During that time, Sejin had always gone to the hotel where the strategic planning department was located to pick up and drop off Cheon Sejoo, taking meticulous care of him. Picking up and dropping off Cheon Sejoo was one of the things Sejin truly loved, so he never refused an opportunity. Then, last weekend, two of Sejin’s colleagues were in a minor car accident while driving together. Sejin’s working hours were thus extended, and when Cheon Sejoo found out, he made a decision.

 

Not wanting the hassle of calling Sejin to pick him up early in the morning when Sejin was busy, he declared that he would just eat, live, and sleep at the hotel until the urgent matter was resolved. Even though Sejin had said it was fine.

 

In short, the reason for their brief separation was Cheon Sejoo’s own doing.

 

Even a few hours ago, it was Cheon Sejoo who dragged Sejin, who was then extremely excited to go to bed, to the cinema. Saying things like “we absolutely must watch this movie together,” and so on. And now he’s doing this in public? Sejin nervously darted his eyes around, then softly whispered.

 

“I really hate you…”

 

In Sejin’s mind was the scenario of police storming the cinema after receiving a report of public indecency. They certainly wouldn’t be able to ignore a man as exceptionally handsome as Cheon Sejoo. They might suspect, investigate, and find an excuse to arrest him, as Cheon Sejoo still seemed to be involved in some illegal matters.

 

That couldn’t happen. Sejin gritted his teeth, trying to push away Cheon Sejoo’s hand, which was caressing him. Even though that hand wasn’t using any force.

 

“Here? Do you like it?”

 

Kwon Sejin was someone who couldn’t use force against Cheon Sejoo, and Cheon Sejoo knew that all too well.

 

“Don’t… don’t do it…”

 

Cheon Sejoo feigned not hearing the weak protest, continuing to grope along Sejin’s waistband with his firm fingertips. His hand climbed up his thigh, then grasped the penis nestled inside his pants.

 

Sejin bit his lip tightly, closing his eyes. At this surprisingly adorable reaction, Cheon Sejoo licked his lips and began to knead him more roughly.

 

Under the thin jeans, Sejin’s ‘that’ began to swell. What movie? Cheon Sejoo hadn’t even bothered to look at the screen from the beginning; he came to the cinema just to tease Sejin. So now he focused all his senses on what his fingertips were feeling.

 

“Haa, sweetheart. You know, I’ve been dying to touch you.”

 

“Don’t… say those… things…!”

 

“At night, when my colleagues weren’t looking, I even hid in the bathroom to look at your photos and masturbate.”

 

Sejin’s face turned pale when he heard that. Is there something wrong with his brain? In the hotel where Cheon Sejoo worked, there were at least five colleagues. What if someone heard?

 

Seeing Sejin panic, Cheon Sejoo chuckled, then leaned over and pressed his lips to Sejin’s neck. A shiver spread, and Sejin shrugged his shoulders, while Cheon Sejoo gently licked along his collarbone hollow and bit lightly without a sound.

 

“What about you, how many times?”

 

“What…”

 

“How many times did you masturbate thinking of me?”

 

“A-am I a pervert like you!?”

 

It was unclear if his voice was loud or what, but the person in front turned their head to look. Feeling that gaze, Cheon Sejoo quickly returned to his normal posture, pretending nothing had happened. He sat as if he were attentively watching the movie.

 

The other person tilted their head, then turned back to the screen. As soon as he saw that, Cheon Sejoo immediately leaned back, returning to his previous position.

 

“Ah, you didn’t masturbate? So that means you didn’t think of me at all. While I think of you a hundred times every day, my little darling doesn’t miss me at all.”

 

A teasing remark accompanied it. It was just because he was too embarrassed to tell the truth, but it seemed to make Cheon Sejoo sad.

 

There was no denying that Cheon Sejoo was a good person, but there were times Sejin felt his personality wasn’t exactly pleasant. Especially when he was jealous or felt hurt, he wouldn’t sulk but would immediately get angry.

 

Anyway, whenever Cheon Sejoo was like that, Sejin felt both happy and worried. This time too, he was startled by the suddenness, hesitated for a long time, then finally turned his head to look down at the man leaning on his shoulder, sighing as if there was no other way, and softly whispered:

 

“…Five times.”

 

“What?”

 

The questioning voice mixed with laughter proved that he already knew but was feigning ignorance, making him say it clearly. Truly childish, Sejin squinted at him for a moment, then finally gave in, explaining what he had just said clearly.

 

“During the few days we were apart, I masturbated five times… thinking of you.”

 

“…..”

 

“Do you really have to hear these things? Sometimes I think you’re worse than an elementary school student.”

 

“That’s why I’m good at talking to you.”

 

As soon as he heard that, Cheon Sejoo’s mood softened, his neck vibrating with laughter, replying with a suddenly childish remark. Who was the childish one? Sejin’s face fell, and he remained silent for a moment.

 

However, the hand caressing him didn’t stop. He didn’t know if it was because he had touched him so many times, but just stroking through the pants hit the glans precisely, not off by an inch. The pressure around the urethral opening gradually made him more aroused.

 

Sejin clenched his trembling fingers, taking a deep breath. He just wanted to rush home, hug Cheon Sejoo tightly, bite those lips and suck hard, then whisper in his ear… he was going crazy wanting to do that.

 

“But we were only apart for four days.”

 

At that very moment, Cheon Sejoo suddenly spoke. After a moment of silence, he raised his head and looked directly into Sejin’s eyes at close range, then continued:

 

“So why five times?”

 

“…….”

 

“When did you do it twice?”

“I should have said four times.”

Sejin said honestly without thinking, his eyelashes fluttering as the corners of his eyes reddened. Seeing that innocent face gradually filled with embarrassment, Cheon Sejoo chuckled silently. He smiled with satisfaction, showing a wide grin, then gently bit Sejin’s jawline.

“Tell me. Which day did you do it twice?”

It was the day Cheon Sejoo video-called him while taking a shower. He turned on the water, chatted with an increasingly wet face, then suddenly lowered the camera to reveal his hardening lower half. That day, Sejin jumped in shock and immediately hung up.

“He’s really crazy!” – Even though he screamed that in his heart, Sejin couldn’t do anything to resist the surging excitement.

That day, he pleasured himself twice by rubbing his penis against the last item Cheon Sejoo had taken off and left behind. After ejaculating, he immediately returned to ‘gentleman’ mode, silently boiling that T-shirt in guilt; that was a secret.

“…The day before yesterday. The day you called me in the bathroom.”

“……”

Cheon Sejoo, who had been quietly darting his eyes, suddenly seemed to realize why Sejin was so aroused. A deep, half-lidded smile appeared on his face. Then he pulled Sejin’s hand and slipped it directly inside his own pants, letting Sejin hold his slick ‘little brother.’ Cheon Sejoo leaned closer, smiling as he pressed against him.

“My pretty boy is now a perverted slut.”

The soft whisper echoed as their lips met. The sudden kiss crashed down, as if shattering all remaining restraint, making Sejin vaguely open his mouth, his eyes becoming unfocused.

 

Thump! — Cheon Sejoo hastily locked the door and immediately pressed the flushed Sejin against the wall. He clamped one of Sejin’s thighs between his legs, beginning to rub his hips against ‘that place,’ while his lips sought out the swollen lips from their passionate kiss in the cinema earlier.

“Haa… Ugh… Cheon Sejoo…”

“Quiet.”

Hearing the moan escape Sejin’s mouth, Cheon Sejoo softly warned him, then once again pressed his lips tightly against Sejin’s. Their skin touched without a sound but was full of heat. The friction made their entire bodies feel like they were on fire.

After only four days of not seeing his lover, and now having to do this outside, Sejin was almost driven mad with desire. Cheon Sejoo raised his hand, gripped Sejin’s forehead, which was drenched in sweat from excitement, and stroked it down hard. Seeing Sejin wince in pain, he then used both hands to caress his cheeks continuously, as if to wipe away the spreading fever, and licked away every drop of hot saliva spilling from Sejin’s lips.

“Ah… haa…”

Sejin, with a hazy face, hugged Cheon Sejoo’s waist tightly, his body trembling and writhing. He bent his knees, pushed his hips higher, pressing against Cheon Sejoo. Immediately, Cheon Sejoo’s testicles and penis were pressed against Sejin’s thigh. That sensation of collision made the excitement surge uncontrollably. Cheon Sejoo hastily put his hands into both their pants, pulled out their penises, and squeezed them tightly.

“Haa… damn it…”

When Cheon Sejoo squeezed the veined glans with one hand, Sejin softly groaned “Ugh” and lowered his eyes. It had been a long time since he had seen that lewd expression, and it made his heart melt with pleasure. He gently kissed Sejin’s pleasure-filled eyes, then placed Sejin’s hand over his own. Both grasped the penis and began to move gently up and down, slowly stimulating the head.

Sejin’s face was flushed with excitement, moaning in ecstasy, truly a spectacular sight. Yet amidst the pleasure, his eyes constantly darted around as if afraid someone might discover this audacious game in the cinema restroom. It was this innocence mixed with fear that further ignited Cheon Sejoo’s mischievous nature.

“Nipple… hic… try sucking it.”

Cheon Sejoo, with his other hand, rolled up Sejin’s T-shirt and spoke, making Sejin ask in alarm. He only intended to lightly caress, not expecting it to escalate into foreplay step by step. Cheon Sejoo bit the hem of the T-shirt, looking directly at Sejin. “Hurry.” He said, thrusting his firm chest towards Sejin as if urging him to act quickly. Of course, Sejin couldn’t refuse.

 

“Ugh…”

 

Hic… A choked moan, muffled by the T-shirt in his mouth, escaped like a whisper. Sejin’s hot tongue touched, enveloped, and licked the hardened nipple. It was such a slow contact that he could even feel the papillae of his tongue. Perhaps thinking that moving quickly would make a sound, Sejin, with a flushed face, slowly caressed it.

 

That slow pace only stimulated Cheon Sejoo more. Seeing Sejin look directly into his eyes while stroking with his tongue, he couldn’t just silently endure it.

 

“Ugh…!”

 

“Hold tight!” Cheon Sejoo squeezed both genitals in his hand, gently curled his fingers, and pressed the glans tightly against the skin. He used enough force that the veins on the glans bulged, binding the penis tightly. Immediately after, he lowered his head, rubbed Sejin’s hair as Sejin sucked his nipple, and quickly moved his arm.

 

Thump, thump, Sejin was caressed so roughly that he couldn’t bear it, and soon loosened his posture, eagerly seeking to bite and suck Cheon Sejoo’s lips. Smack, smack, the wet sounds of saliva and flesh colliding echoed in the deserted restroom in the early morning.

 

“Ah, hic, faster…!”

 

Suddenly, Sejin became extremely anxious, thinking that someone might be standing outside the restroom door and hearing these sounds. Cheon Sejoo, while sucking Sejin’s lips, swallowed his loving sounds, trying to push the excitement to its limit.

 

Both their hardened penises were crushed in each other’s palms. What had just been a dangerous game now felt like an obstacle blocking their way to the bed. “Quickly ejaculate and go home,” Sejin’s mind was filled only with the urge to spread his legs. Cheon Sejoo swung his hand as if to swallow Sejin whole.

 

“Hic, ah!”

 

At that powerful caress, Sejin suddenly tensed his entire body, his face contorted. Seeing Sejin moan in breathless ecstasy, Cheon Sejoo also held his breath. “Ack…” A choked groan escaped, and semen shot out from the tip of his penis.

 

“Ha, ha…”

 

Cheon Sejoo’s hand was wet, but thanks to that, nothing splattered onto Sejin’s clothes. He checked Sejin’s T-shirt, which was still clean, then gently stroked his now soft penis with his wet hand. Immediately after ejaculating, the sudden feeling of emptiness was so overwhelming that Sejin bit his lip tightly, shaking his head. “It’s coming again…” His confused, muttering face was as adorable now as it had been before.

 

“Let’s go quickly.”

 

He wanted to see Sejin’s teary face with that expression. Today, Cheon Sejoo was determined to let Sejin cum deep inside, he kissed his cheek and ended everything.

 

After wiping his hands roughly with paper, he used his dry hand to smooth Sejin’s hair and then stepped out of the restroom stall first. Beyond the frosted glass door was the dark cinema hallway. No stalls were closed, and no one was at the sink.

 

“It’s okay.”

 

As soon as that soft announcement ended, Sejin opened the door and stepped out. However, even though Cheon Sejoo said it was okay, he wasn’t reassured, constantly glancing around as he headed towards the sink. Seeing this, Cheon Sejoo chuckled in disbelief.

 

“Wow, Sejin. Don’t you trust me?”

 

“How can I trust you? What did you say when we went to the movie?”

 

Perhaps after ejaculating and regaining his senses, Sejin’s reply became sour. “What did I say?” Cheon Sejoo shrugged, pretending not to know. Sejin immediately pouted, puffing out his cheeks and huffing coldly.

 

“You said we’d just hold hands and watch.”

 

Earlier, when they were in bed, Cheon Sejoo suddenly got up and asked Sejin to go to the movies, which made Sejin briefly suspect him. Before leaving work, he had sent a message but hadn’t mentioned this, and suddenly asking to go to the movies made Sejin feel his intentions were extremely dark.

 

However, Cheon Sejoo turned the blame back on Sejin, calling him a pervert for daring to suspect him. At the same time, he asserted his innocence by saying he really wanted to see this movie, and ironically, that day was the last showing, which logically convinced Sejin.

 

But throughout the movie, Cheon Sejoo was only preoccupied with Sejin. Of course, he didn’t dislike it, but he was sure that Cheon Sejoo had intended this from the very beginning when he came to the cinema.

 

“You intended this from the start, didn’t you?”

 

“No? I intended to focus on the movie, but you seduced me.”

 

“…”

 

However, Cheon Sejoo not only showed no remorse for his double-edged words but shamelessly blamed Sejin. “What are you saying?” Sejin was speechless, glaring at him while washing his hands, and Cheon Sejoo looked into his eyes through the mirror and laughed.

 

“Whose fault is it that you’re so handsome?”

Whose fault is it that you’re so pretty? If someone else said it, he would probably have frowned, but because it was Cheon Sejoo, who knew perfectly well that he hated it, saying “pretty” as if on purpose, it made him hate it even more.

Yet, even in such a situation, he wasn’t unhappy at all. Sejin tried to suppress the twitching corners of his mouth, but eventually let out a small laugh.

“…You’re really hateful.”

Sejin couldn’t hide his embarrassment, lightly slapping his hands, causing water to splash from the sink, which made Cheon Sejoo burst into laughter.

“I love you too.”

And with that sudden, unhesitating confession, Sejin seemed to collapse, giggling as if nothing had happened.