Side Story 1.5

Clatter. The counter made a loud noise as it was pushed back.  

Leeseo shoved him hard while still clutching his tie. Although he usually wouldn’t budge an inch, he stumbled forward as if compelled by some extraordinary force. As she drove him into the inner area of the preparation room, Taegyeom’s eyebrows raised in surprise.  

But that expression lasted only a moment. Quickly regaining his composure, he wrapped his arms tightly around Leeseo’s waist as if he had been waiting for this. The sensation of his hardened arousal brushing against her abdomen became so apparent that its outline was unmistakable.  

“That’s just inevitable. Even just hearing your breathing makes it happen automatically.”  

“You call me every day. Does this happen even at work?”  

“Why even ask?”  

He smirked as though she had asked something obvious.  

“If this happens every time, doesn’t it get uncomfortable?”  

“It’s the fate of a man who has Hyun Leeseo as his wife.”  

His shameless response made her burst into laughter.  

“What kind of answer is that…?”  

As she chuckled, Taegyeom suddenly leaned in and captured her lips, as if he could no longer hold back. Before her smile could even fade, his lips parted hers, and he plunged in.  

Her head tilted back as if it were about to snap. Their tongues intertwined deeply, leaving no room for even the smallest gap. The fervent connection left her breathless, her vision blurring with the intensity.  

“Ah…!”  

Taegyeom suddenly lifted her into the air. In an instant, their positions reversed. He placed her on the desk and leaned over her, continuing the relentless kiss.  

Clatter. Another loud noise echoed.  

It happened because he thrust his hips slightly while pressing between her spread legs. The restrained bulge in his pants rubbed against her, its size and intensity making it clear that the fabric wouldn’t hold much longer.  

The damp sensation of her underwear rubbing against her sent shivers up her spine. Even without much f*replay, her body was already warm and ready to accept him. She felt as though his large, firm presence could enter her and stir her up completely. Her rationality dissolved, and soft moans escaped her lips.  

Her toes curled, and her hips involuntarily lifted to meet him. Rational thoughts telling her to stop clashed violently with raw instincts urging her to surrender completely.  

“Taegyeom…”  

Leeseo gasped for breath as she wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck. Gathering her resolve, she managed to avoid his lips, which were persistently chasing hers. But Taegyeom unhesitatingly shifted his angle and aimed for her neck.  

As his teeth sank into the pulse point of her neck, a sharp shiver ran down her spine. Simultaneously, a sweet moan escaped her lips, filling the space between them.  

A fierce hunger burned within him. He wanted to devour her completely. It was strange—no matter how much he held, touched, or consumed her, the insatiable thirst that Hyun Leeseo evoked in him only grew stronger each day. Taegyeom bit down on his suppressed curses and ragged breaths.  

Leeseo, resting her head against his shoulder, let out small, shallow breaths. She could feel the tense muscles of his shoulders twitching with pent-up energy, ready to explode at any moment. Stroking his rigid shoulders repeatedly, she squeezed out her voice with effort.  

“Stop…”  

“…”  

Ignoring her plea, Taegyeom continued to rub his hardened length against her, following its defined outline. The fabric obstructing deeper contact was unbearably frustrating. He let out an irritated groan.  

“Taegyeom…”  

Pretending not to hear her, he thrust a few more times before finally slowing his movements.  

“Let’s… do this at home.” 

“…”  

“This just feels… wrong here.”  

Her conscience pricked at the thought of indulging in such behavior in the sanctity of the preparation room. But Taegyeom, oblivious to her feelings, nibbled on her lower lip and kissed her repeatedly, as if he were a seductive demon. At the same time, he continued to press his unrelenting arousal against her.  

“I think this place is fine.”  

“It feels wrong to do something like this where I work. I only meant to kiss you…”  

“Have we ever stopped at just kissing?”  

“Exactly. I shouldn’t have started kissing in the first place. I must’ve been crazy to do this in the preparation room. Put me down.”  

Leeseo tried to steady her breathing and quickly fixed her disheveled clothes. Taegyeom, however, didn’t move, keeping her trapped with his hands braced on the desk. He looked at her with a dissatisfied expression.  

“You didn’t seem to mind doing it in my office.”  

“…”  

She had been expecting him to bring that up. A few days ago, her rationality had lost to her instincts, and she had succumbed to his relentless seduction in his office. Now, that moment was coming back to haunt her.  

Closing her eyes tightly, Leeseo opened them again and responded calmly, masking her embarrassment.  

“That was different.”  

“It’s the same situation. By your standards, doing it at work is bad, whether it’s here or at the office.”  

“…”  

“Since we’ve already started, wouldn’t it be better to finish?”  

Once again, the seductive whispers of the devil began. He brushed his lips against hers, licking and sucking softly before slipping his hand under her blouse. Heat spread through her body, as if a spark had ignited within her.  

He thinks I’ll give in again, just like I did in his office.  

Determined, Leeseo grabbed his wandering hand, which had reached under her clothes, and pulled it out. She then adjusted his loosened tie back into place and said firmly,  

“That was your private office. This is my friend’s space. Let’s leave now.”  

“…”  

Thankfully, Taegyeom let out a low, lingering sigh and stepped back. Leeseo quickly tidied his clothes and, with his help, hopped off the desk.  

After gently setting her down, Taegyeom began rearranging the scattered items on the desk. As he did, he muttered something under his breath.  

“I really should buy one.”  

Leeseo looked at him in confusion.  

“Buy what?”  

“A pharmacy.”  

His absurd suggestion—buying a pharmacy purely for indecent purposes—made her laugh in disbelief.  

“Wow… My husband is insane enough to want to buy a pharmacy for such perverted reasons.”  

Despite her sarcastic remark, Taegyeom smirked as if he had just received a compliment. His arrogant expression only added to her exasperation.  

“Why are you smiling? That wasn’t a compliment.”  

“It sounded like one.”  

Like a pleased predator, he pulled her into a tight embrace, holding her with all his strength.  

“It’s strange. No matter how much you praise me, I never get tired of it.”  

“That wasn’t praise…”  

“Fine. Let’s say it wasn’t. Whether it’s praise or scolding, I’m happy as long as it’s from you.”  

Even as he spoke, he buried his face in her neck, nuzzling and inhaling deeply. His actions made her chest tighten, her heart fluttering uncontrollably.  

Leeseo reached up and gently stroked his hair. The soft strands brushing against her fingers brought her a sense of calm. Taegyeom seemed to feel the same, leaning into her touch with a contented sigh.  

“This feels nice.”  

Sharing the same emotions in that moment felt eternal, as though time itself had stopped.  

“…”  

But the peaceful atmosphere didn’t last long. Leeseo’s hand, which had been stroking his hair, suddenly froze.  

“Why did you stop? Keep going.”  

Taegyeom, who had been enjoying her touch like a relaxed feline, frowned in dissatisfaction. He nibbled her earlobe playfully, urging her to continue.  

The sensation made her shoulders flinch. Leeseo pushed against his chest and protested,  

“You keep poking me. How am I supposed to keep going?”  

“Ah, that. Did it bother you?”  

His nonchalant response made her narrow her eyes and glare at him.  

“Quite a lot. Cover it up before someone sees.”  

She firmly closed the lapels of his coat, grateful that it was winter.  

With his coat now properly fastened, Taegyeom wrapped an arm around her waist and led her out of the pharmacy. But just as they stepped outside, Leeseo suddenly stopped.  

“Wait a second.”  

She hurried back inside and opened the door to the wardrobe where her pharmacist’s coat was hanging. After staring at it for a moment, she took it out with a deep breath, as though making a significant decision.  

When their eyes met, she hesitated, then mumbled,  

“After hearing you talk about buying a pharmacy for such perverted reasons…”  

Taegyeom’s eyes gleamed with excitement as he snatched the coat from her hands. Without a word, he grabbed her wrist and strode out of the pharmacy with his usual confident gait.  

That night, Leeseo deeply regretted showing him the coat.