It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 55: That was the ’permission’ he claimed to have gotten

Chapter 55: That was the ’permission’ he claimed to have gotten

Seojin grinned, seeing me become so needy for his lips that he decided to go deeper with the kiss and stuck his tongue in my mouth, twirling with my tongue while making every sensual sound one could think of.

And lost in my own world, I ended up moaning which seemed to deeply please Seojin. He slid his hand under my shirt and let go of my lips, whispering in my ear.

"Since Hyung doesn’t want to take off his shirt on his own, I guess I’ll have to help him." He said, and that was when I realized I had messed up, again.

One could so easily fall for temptation, and without knowing, one could fall into the clutches of a wolf wearing sheep’s clothing.

But I didn’t want to describe the twins as wolves in sheep’s clothing. After all, it’s a known fact that many people tend to change personalities once they enter the bedroom.

But this wasn’t a bedroom. This was the bathroom, first off, and second, he wasn’t doing this because he wanted to have sex with me, so why did I feel he took a different 180-degree turn like he did the previous night?

A hungry beast, planning to feast on the prey before him. That was the feeling I got from our situation.

I leaned on the sink with my hands trembling as I tried my best to hold on while Seojin sucked on my nipples. I bit my bottom lip, refusing to let out any moan, and admit I enjoyed being pleasured like that.

’Come to think of it, Seojun said he wasn’t gay but that could be an individual preference. What if Seojin was, in fact, gay? I mean, sucking on another guy’s nipples was a lot.’

I watched him. He never took his eyes off my face, even while trying to get a reaction out of my already hard nipples.

"You shouldn’t hold back if you’re feeling it, Hyung." He said but I closed my eyes and said,

"We shouldn’t be doing this."

"Then, do you want me to stop?" He asked. "I’m very sure I took permission before going this far." He said.

’You call that taking permission?’ he pinched on them and it sent shivers down my spine. Gosh, why were my nipples so sensitive? I wasn’t even a woman.

How did we get here again? Ah, yes. Seojin wanted to take off my bloody shirt and then he found out my nipples were hard and erect.

This sort of thing seemed to have picked his interest and he pinched it. I flinched and my reaction caused him to laugh.

"How amusing, Hyung, you’re so hard right here." He said and pinched it even more.

"What... What are you doing? I asked, and he smiled.

"Nothing, Hyung. I’m just observing. But if you want, I can make you feel good," he flicked it.

"Ngh."

"...with this." He said and suddenly stuck out his tongue to ’play’ with my nipples. It was a completely different feeling from when he pinched and stroked and I didn’t even remember to stop him from going further.

That was the ’permission’ he claimed to have gotten.

’Seriously, this is bad. If I lose myself to the pleasure now, I don’t know what will happen.’ I thought, shutting my eyes.

I placed my hands on Seojin’s shoulders and gripped tight. I didn’t want him to go any further. I didn’t want him to see me shake in fear if he tried to go down there.

"S-stop it, now." I said. "That’s enough."

I tried to sound as tough as I could, so he’d know I was serious but my body, shivering in the aftermath of the pleasure I felt, made it seem like I was joking.

Yet, Seojin seemed to have picked up my intentions and said,

"I hope I didn’t cause you trouble, Hyung." He said and it finally felt like I was getting through to him. He has returned to ’normal’.

"It’s fine." I said. "Seojin, why did you do that?" I asked and his expression seemed to turn sinister.

I closed my eyes and opened them again, to see there was nothing. Was it my imagination?

It wasn’t my imagination. Whatever expression Seojin had at that time, was the intentions he had hidden in his heart.

"I just wanted to help you, Hyung." He said, acting innocent. "But maybe Hyung felt bothered since we’re both men. I’m sorry."

"I don’t mind..." I paused. What was I just about to say? I was just about to say, ’I don’t mind if we’re both men. I like men.’ I was very much about to blurt out that I was gay without even thinking things through. I was...

"Hyung, you don’t mind?" He asked and I threw my face aside, regretful.

"It’s nothing." I said.

Expect nothing and you don’t get disappointed, no matter the results.

Yeah, right. It wasn’t that easy to expect nothing, especially when there was a full alluring package in front of you.

"You said you’d get me a change of clothes?" I asked. "Go on. I’ll wait here." I said. "And put a shirt on. You’re just recovering so you’ll definitely catch a cold if you stay half naked."

"Alright, Hyung. I’ll heed your words." He said, walking away with little flowers dancing around his head.

He looked happy, delighted, even.

I watched him step out of the bathroom and then looked towards the door. The gleeful smile on his lips seemed to have transformed into a victorious snicker, facing whatever it was that he was looking at, and closed the bathroom door behind him.

What was that about?

I sighed and looked at my reflection in the mirror. My lips were a little bit swollen from being attacked like that and my nipples, oh my gosh, they were so red.

Seojin sucked on them without a shred of conscience, huh? Did he perhaps hope that he’d be able to ’milk me’ if he sucked on them hard?

Once again, I wasn’t even a woman.

"If things continue like this, I don’t know what I’m going to do." I said to myself. "I shouldn’t indulge them, even if their motive is not for sex. I should stop them. That is the right thing to do. Yet, I get greedy. Why?"

I bowed my head.

’Greedy to the point that it was no longer me indulging them but the other way around. I... I’m the one looking forward to their actions. Feeling their hands on me...’ I shook my head.

It’s a pleasurable feeling that I was just starting to feel in all my 29 years of living and maybe that’s why I can’t give it up and go back to the mouse trap.

I can’t stop them even if I wanted to and it’s because my body... Feels lonely.