DTL Extra 1

PR by neji

Hotel California

“Director, how did you…”

The manager’s name tag read ‘Han SungTae’. This man had come out when he received a call and gave SeonJae a surprised look. SeonJae chuckled.

“I’m not the director here anymore, Section Chief Han.”

Section Chief Han, whose hair was now peppered with more white after the years, laughed awkwardly.

“I will never forget the five years I’ve spent with CEO Min, sir.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Congratulations on your marriage, sir, YeonJung-ssi. I mean, Madame.”

With her arm hooked around his, YeonJung’s face flushed red as she lowered her head in greeting.

“Thank yoo.”

She greeted him back with a bashful expression on her face. SeonJae couldn’t endure such cuteness. He turned his head and pressed a kiss on the crown of her head. He could feel the gazes of the employees, but he wasn’t fazed. It wasn’t a sin to share some PDA with his wife. And, on top of that, this wasn’t even his workplace anymore.

“So, Section Chief Han, is there a room available? We’d like to rest for a bit.”

YeonJung’s face turned beet red as she stood next to him. Her hands tightened around his arm. She wasn’t the only one who was bewildered. It was three in the afternoon, and it would be a while before the sun went down. Who came to the hotel for a rest at this time? Section Chief Han cleared his throat awkwardly.

“Of course.”

After sliding two key cards into a machine, the machine chirped cheerfully as it popped the cards back out.

“It’s the City View Royal Suiteroom. As you know, the night view is great from that room. Please rest well until tomorrow morning.”

Han SungTae gave them a friendly smile as he handed them keycards that had the penthouse number written on them. Section Chief Han shook his head when SeonJae held out his credit card for the payment.

“We will waive the room fee for you, sir.”

SeonJae whistled.

“Will that be okay? What if you get fired for this, Section Chief Han?”

“After you left, no one has used that room. It was the president’s order, so I don’t think I’ll be fired for it.”

SeonJae’s lips tilted up into a smile at Section Chief Han’s words. Judging from the fidgeting hand on his arm, he decided to rescue the nervous woman next to him as soon as possible.

“If you say so. Shall we head up, honey?”

YeonJung’s expression turned strange. When he saw her reacting with embarrassment, something began to boil within him. It was hard for him to endure it. He walked them over to the spotless elevator in a hurry.

“What are you so embarrassed about?”

“Yoo… in front of the employees… How are yoo not embah-rrassed?”

“Why should I be embarrassed? And they’re not my employees anymore.”

“Still…”

“Did you forget? You and I are married. You’re mine. Why can’t I call my wife ‘honey’? Lee YeonJung-ssi, do you go around acting like a single lady when I’m not around?”

“N-No!”

YeonJung glared at him as she held out the back of her hand to him. A thin line tattoo wound around the ring finger of her left hand. SeonJae grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips.

He truly brooded over their wedding rings for many months, but no matter how many jewelers he went to, he couldn’t find the perfect ring that would suit her. In the end, he had a crescent-shaped bass clef tattooed on his left ring finger. Because she loved music so much, it seemed to be a suitable representation of her. It also represented his vow to always be by her side.

“Ah, if I knew this would happen, I would have carved my name on your hand while I was at it. So that you can’t get rid of it.”

He truly planned on doing it. However, when she heard his idea, she burst out of her seat and asked him how he could have such a tacky thought. SeonJae had also planned to carve the single character ‘Yeon’.

“And I don’t bee-long to yoo, SeonJae-shi.”

“Then who do you belong to?”

“I bee-long to me.”

YeonJung recited the lyrics of a song they had heard at a musical as she chuckled. As soon as he entered the hotel room, SeonJae loosened his necktie and threw it onto the floor. He pulled her into an embrace and tossed her on top of the bed.

“I seriously can’t take it anymore.”

“Uhee!”

A surprised cry burst out of her lips. SeonJae climbed on top of her and murmured.

“Doesn’t this position remind you of old times?”

“What?”

Her blush had spread to her neck as she feigned ignorance. Seeing her like this, he burst into laughter. SeonJae unbuttoned her jeans and dragged them down as he licked his lips.

“I’m talking about back when an arrogant and vigorous man lived here.”

She lifted her hips to help him with her pants as she moved her lips. He couldn’t hear her whispers, so he brought his ears closer to her face.

“What did you just say?”

“Yoo are still… too vig…gorous.”

He wanted to ask the people of this world. Have any of them seen such an adorable wife as her before? SeonJae chuckled as he turned his head back to her and buried his lips against hers. Her peach-scented lips were smeared with her lipstick. He gently rubbed her ears as they shared the kiss. Although they couldn’t hear, whenever he nibbled on these cute ears, YeonJung would arch her hips as she moaned.

“Room service.”

A clear voice accompanied by a knock came from outside the door. SeonJae, who had been greedily licking her ear, suddenly raised his head.

“Wha’ is it…?”

Unaware of the current situation, YeonJung looked up at him questioningly.

“Mm, just a moment.”

SeonJae walked topless across the room and quickly opened the door. The employee’s eyes widened as he held an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne and two flutes.

“I didn’t order this.”

“Ah, my manager ordered it on your behalf, so…”

“Thank you. But as you can see, I’m in a bit of a hurry.”

The employee’s eyes looked flustered, but SeonJae didn’t stop there.

“Ah, can you hang a ‘Do not disturb’ sign on our door? Ah, and the rule for the penthouse suite is to not disturb the guest unless they call. Even if the hotel manager orders a welcome drink.”

“I apologize.”

“No worries.”

SeonJae took the bucket and crinkled his eyes in a smile as he closed the door. When he returned, he saw that YeonJung was on the bed with the blanket covering her body. SeonJae unraveled the ribbon of the champagne packaging and approached her.

“Shall we have a drink since we were given this?”

He twisted the cork, causing the champagne to emit a loud pop. YeonJung’s eyes widened as she held up her champagne flute to him.

“It seems like you like the liquor more than me.”

“Give mee some. Hur-ry.”

One of her bra straps had slipped down her shoulders. SeonJae suddenly felt thirsty. He brought the champagne bottle up to his lips and began to take big gulps. He took the champagne flute out of her hands and placed it on the bedside table.

“Uuh, hm…”

As their lips suddenly bumped together, half of the sweet liquor trickled down from between their lips while the other half flowed down her throat.

“Ah, tay-sty.”

YeonJung wound her arms around his neck and placed little sucking kisses on his lips. SeonJae’s eyes lowered in pleasure as his nose wrinkled.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes.”

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the bottle. This time, in order not to lose any of it, YeonJung ardently received his kiss. SeonJae liked the way her slender fingers wrapped around his cheek. He licked the liquor that had trickled down her chin and began to move his lips lower. He slipped his hands behind her back and unhooked her bra, and her breasts were liberated from the restrictive cups.

“I find you tastier than the liquor, Lee YeonJung.”

He buried his nose against her milky skin as his tongue wrapped around her stiff nipples. He began to nibble them.

“YeonJung…”

“Nng…”

Although there was no way she had heard him, she began to stroke his head as if she were responding to his call. SeonJae swept his dry hands along her waist before grasping her plump bottom in his hands. Her breasts would probably be peppered with love bites by tomorrow, and YeonJung would probably glare at him through the mirror. Then, if he asked her if it hurt, she’d smack him.

“I…I wanna doo it, SeonJae-shi.”

He felt the same. The moment they stepped into the hotel lobby, he recalled the first night he had shared with YeonJung, and his lower half hardened since then.

He tossed her black underwear somewhere on the wide bed. Now that she was completely naked, SeonJae opened her legs and positioned himself between them.

“Put it in for me.”

YeonJung didn’t seem to understand him. Her body trembled with desire. When he didn’t enter her, she looked up at him questioningly. SeonJae grabbed her arm and brought it to his cock.

“Put it in yourself, YeonJung.”

“Real-ly?”

“Why, you can’t?”

YeonJung shook her head. Instead of guiding him inside, she sat up. She lowered her head in front of SeonJae as he remained kneeling on the bed.

“YeonJung, what are you do—…”

Before he could finish his question, he felt her soft mouth envelope his cock.

“Aah.”

A hasty groan left his lips. Unable to hear him, YeonJung began to move her head cautiously. The world’s softest tongue brushed against the veins, and her wet mouth began to suck him in as it moved up and down. SeonJae’s face twisted into a frown.

“Aah, YeonJung.”

Her eyes burst open as she looked up at him. When he saw this sight, he could barely control himself.

“Don’t stop. Take me deeper. Suck it. Swallow me until the end.”

YeonJung continued her movements as her face flushed red. She wrapped her hand around the base as she gave it her all. She was so lovable to him. If this continued any longer, it would become more difficult for her. His hips began to pump up and down on its own.

“Hng!”

He pierced a place deep in her throat, and she let out an agonized sound. Still, she did not let go of him.

“Even on the first night I held you, I thought I’d lost my mind. I didn’t know what it was back then. I wasn’t aware that I had fallen completely head over heels. I merely whimpered by myself… like an idiot.”

Whether she understood him or not, YeonJung took her lips off of him with a pop. His cock seemed to crave more of her soft mouth as it bobbed up and down against her lips. SeonJae laid her back down on the bed and climbed on top of her. 

“What was that all of a sudden? Did you do it on purpose to drive me crazy?”

“SeonJae-shi… just ah-sked me… too put it… in my mouth…”

“What?”

She had probably misunderstood his request that she guide him inside her. She was so adorable. As she covered her flushed face in her hand, SeonJae grabbed her chin and kissed her. He no longer hesitated and penetrated her. He let out a husky groan as he was enveloped in pleasure. The muscles along his lower back and hips twitched as they glistened with sweat whenever he pumped his hips. Smack, smack. As the sound of wet flesh slapping together grew louder, YeonJung began to writhe underneath him. 

“Feel good?”

His lustful eyes met hers as he asked. YeonJung nodded. As they came together, his finger slipped between them and began to tease her clitoris. She was especially weak to this attack.

“How good does it feel? Tell me.”

As he leaned his body back to one side and switched their positions, he murmured his request. She panted above him with her arms around his neck. He licked her lips. He lapped at the skin on her clavicle like a dog before biting her ear. He was so deep inside her that he couldn’t go any further. However, it didn’t feel like it was enough. He grasped her ample bottom with one hand and fiercely pulled her closer. On top of the twisted sheets, he entered YeonJung’s small world.

‘I love this woman.’

“Good… SeonJae-shi is… ‘da best.”

The moment YeonJung whispered into his ear, he lost the last of his reason. SeonJae flipped them around so that she was below him again. He wrapped one hand around her calf.

“I love you, YeonJung.”

No matter how many times he said it, it wasn’t enough. He continued to repeat it as if it were an order and embraced her until the end. Her legs were hooked on top of his shoulders as they bobbed up and down with his movements. Her breasts shook up and down as his speed increased. He bit down on her breast. He felt as if he were on top of the world. YeonJung’s moans grew shorter and shorter.

“Haa, aah, haa… SeonJae-shi…”

He liked the way she called his name when she reached her peak. Every time this happened, he felt as if he were being invited into her secret world. SeonJae wrapped his hands around her head and never took his eyes off her until he reached his climax. When his lips parted, YeonJung’s small hand stretched out and began to gently stroke his face. He pressed his lips into her palm. He was thankful that it was still early in the evening. Spending one night in this nostalgic location wasn’t enough.

* * *

“I’m sorry.”

After coming out from his shower, he walked over to YeonJung, who had been leaning against the window as she looked out, and embraced her. 

“Hm? Ah-bout what?”

She handed him a cup of warm tea she had brewed at the mini-bar.

“I’m talking about the first night I brought you here.”

“……”

“I was intentionally rough with you. I don’t think I was in my right mind back then.”

“But I… liked it.”

SeonJae placed a soft kiss on her neck. YeonJung pulled away as if it tickled. His voice was thick with lust.

“You don’t know how crazy I get whenever you say something like that, do you?”

“Hm?”

She didn’t seem to have understood him and gazed up at him. He stroked her wet hair and shook his head.

“I was too rough. To you. That night. I didn’t have any resistance. To a woman like you. But I’m sure this all sounds like a silly excuse. But it’s true.”

He wasn’t aware that it was her first time and took her twice that night. As he recalled this, he licked his dry lips.

“…What were your thoughts back then?”

Was she hurt? It must have been incredibly painful. Did she hate a man like him? As he stammered his question, she grinned up at him as if she understood his thoughts.

“Here… in ‘dis place… I thought yoo were so cool.”

He felt as if all the tension had left his body. He still had no resistance when it came to this woman. His heart still fluttered when he was with her, and the world’s most beautiful flower continued to speak to him.

“My first time… hap-pened in a place like ‘dis… I thought I was… so lucky.”

Feeling his temples grow warm, SeonJae frowned to hide it. He let out an ill-tempered laugh.

“…Not because I was a handsome man… but because you liked the hotel penthouse?”

YeonJung’s eyes narrowed into a smile. She poked his shoulder with her finger as she pushed him away.

“SeonJae-shi… seemed like… ah real-ly bad person.”

He didn’t deny it. Instead, he took another step closer to her.

“You’re right. I was a wicked son of a bitch. But why didn’t you push me away that night?”

YeonJung met his scorching gaze and smiled.

“I thought… yoo were screaming. Even if yoo didn’t make ah sound, I heard your voice.”

“What was I saying?”

YeonJung moved her hands as she signed to him.

‘I want to be free.’

She was correct. He wanted to break free from the invisible leash around his neck. He wasn’t aware of it, but he dreamed of being as free as her. The moment he was desperate for help, she flew down to him. SeonJae gazed at her with trembling eyes.

“Before I met you, I’d finish my work, come here, and look out the window. I’d drink a glass of liquor as I imagined myself on top of the world. Everything was underneath my feet. Even though I couldn’t even take a step out of here.”

She gave him the world’s brightest smile as she stroked his face. Her touch was his salvation as well as his cure. She hadn’t just given him a pleasure that caused his skin to shudder. She had given him the warmest consolation.

“But you gave me the strength to leave this place so easily, Lee YeonJung. After you left, I realized what it was that I wanted the most.”

“What does… SeonJae-shi want?”

“Living in this world without having to hide my deficiencies.”

His lips moved slowly and precisely.

“Freedom.”

YeonJung silently grinned up at him. SeonJae stretched out his hand to her.

“You made me realize that.”

“SeonJae-shi… doesn’t have ah-ny defi-shencies. Yoo try your best, so yoo are cool.”

“I see you in the same way.”

“……”

“The fact that it took me two years to approach you says it all. I fell for you completely. Because you were so cool and pretty.”

Rustle, the towel that had been wrapped around her body fell to the floor thanks to his hand. Her naked body was now exposed.

“I want to hold you.”

SeonJae murmured as his eyes traveled down her body. A summer rain was passing by, and the window was drenched in rainwater. The number of blinking lights from the cars increased. Everything looked like toys from the top floor of the building.

“I want to tell all the people down there. I want to tell them that I’m this woman’s man.”

“I’m not ‘dat amazing.”

YeonJung flashed him an impish smile. SeonJae tilted his head and placed his hands on her slender hips.

“You are amazing. You disappeared after sucking out a man’s soul and made him think about you every single day.”

“Hm? Wha’ did yoo say?”

“I said I want to have sex with you right now.”

Her face flushed. She definitely understood him this time. The blush spread to her ears. This sight of her was so adorable to him.

“Make love to me, YeonJung.”

SeonJae lowered his head and undid the towel around his hips. His swollen cock had risen once again. YeonJung lifted her eyes so that she couldn’t look at it. He gazed down at her with loving eyes. The number of cars increased on top of the distant bridge. A mist formed on the windows of the air-conditioned room.