"Ouch… so sudden… hahaha…" Madam Shin laughed from the other side. Her voice sounded confused. Between being reluctant and unable to win over the weight of her heart, she arranged the next sentence. "How is it, Nan-kun? I promised him. After all, Master Renji must have a special reason."
"Impossible…"
Ginnan turned to Renji in disgust and backed away unconsciously.
"I'd love to say no, but… um… why don't you try asking Mr. Renji first?" offered Madam Shin. "Isn't it possible, he hired you for two weeks just because he wanted sex?"
"Really," Ginnan said. His face was pale, and he even stuttered when he decided to ask. "S-So why, hey? Y-You did it? Mn, I-I mean can't someone else replace me?"
"No."
"But Madam Shin's common prostitutes are very numerous from the flats…" Ginnan said nervously. "I… I can choose another beauty gigolo if you want, okay?"
"No."
"O-Oh my god…"
Ginnan looked like he was going to cry.
Seeing that expression, Renji sat on the bed and casually rubbed his wet hair with a towel. "This morning Haru arranged a two-week vacation schedule for me. To Milan," he explained, slowly opening the nightstand drawer. He takes out another phone from there. It's white, shiny, has the casing of the flirtatious character Sanji One Piece, and hangs on a crystal key for whatever reason. "He said I need to relieve stress, but tickets are two. And I have to take someone with me, unless I want it to be thrown away."
"Oh…"
But, two weeks with this dusty brained man. How could his body be left pure as before?!
Of course not!
"The flight is tomorrow morning," Renji said. "So you still have time to get ready."
Instantly, Ginnan exploded. "Wait! Who said I agreed?!"
"So you turned me down?"
"It's clear right?!"
"Do you have the power to do that?"
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Ginnan nearly crushed the phone in his hand. "You…"
"Oh… I can have your madam bring your things here at once," Renji said. "So you stay here from now on."
"You're crazy…" Ginnan hissed.
Hearing their conversation, Madam Shin immediately betrayed.
"He's right, Nan-kun. I'll take care of everything from here," said Madam Shin reluctantly. "You relax and just wait for the goods to arrive. Lastly, take care of your health too."
"Duck head health!" cursing Ginnan perfunctory. He immediately snorted when he saw Madam Shin turned off the connection and aimed at Renji on the other side. "You idiot! You were stupid! I could hate you even more!" he shouted in annoyance. He was shaking Renji's shoulder without caring about getting slapped or anything.
"I see…" Renji said. As if weightless. He put down the phone and pulled the slender waist closer to him. "You think I'd care?"
Ginnan reflexively held the shoulders with his arms. "Don't just don't!" firmly refused. His eyes lit up at that moment. "You could put me in the hospital if you cross the line again."
In indifference, Renji stomped the hip until it was controlled by his embrace. He looked up and saw Ginnan's face very close in front of him. "You think I'm an amateur?" he asked rhetorically. "I can fuck you like virgins."
Unable to run anymore, Ginnan squeezed the shoulder. Very upset, but can't do anything. His eyes heated up, and red veins were running down his skin. "You've succeeded in making me despair. Congratulations…" he said, with a suppressed bland smile. "But why should I? It's great that you play with other people's feelings."
"Of course."
"Good grief…"
Ginnan's nails also dug into the skin of Renji's shoulder when pulled. In one fell swoop, he fell on Renji. Only one second, their positions changed and the man had mastered the contents of his mouth. A hot kiss.
"Hey… umnh… w-wait—hey… ouch!"
Bitten hard, Ginnan squeezed Renji's shoulder bathrobe and nearly tore it apart. The soft bathrobe slid down from his arm and stopped in the crease. Makes the liquid soap smell great from there.
Ginnan kicked. Like being raped, he never thought of being another man's ride. His mouth didn't stop cursing once it was released. But no matter how many times he pushed, Renji managed to master another point of his body.
The neck.
His chest.
His stomach.
Ginnan didn't even realize when his top shirt had opened. And as Renji pulled down the zipper with his teeth, he turned his face to the side.
["For whatever reason! This is the first time I hate my job…"] Ginnan thought at that time.
Ginnan had even kneaded the sheets before Renji could continue his movement. He thought the man would swallow him whole. But no, that's when Renji distanced himself, watching each of his excited reactions closely, and waiting for the rising and falling of his chest to return to normal.
Ginnan turned around. Slowly he looked back at Renji with a colorful face. But the man was silent and didn't even blink for a second.
"Why?" he asked. Nervous. "Don't you want to destroy me?"
Ginnan's tone was defiant, but his voice was rocking.
Renji still didn't show the slightest bit of tolerance. "Take a shower first," he ordered. Make a wound in the pit of the heart. "I'm your big client, right? Where am I going to fuck … if you're not clean."
Ginnan's eyes grew hot. "May I not have to take a shower…"
"Then I report your incompetence at work?"
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"Please… I've never slept with a man…"
"You'll try it later."
Ginnan hissed. "Outrageous…" He looked like he wanted to slap that face, but of course, he wouldn't. A few days ago Yuka had already caused a big problem. And this morning Madam Shin even sent a box to thank this man. How could he now go back to the flat?
"My bathroom is marked with a red door to the north. Previously there were glass partitions," Renji said. "Get up and clean up."
Ginnan's eyes were watering now. "It's still late," he said. "What should I do now?"
"Are you sure you're a professional?" Renji asked rhetorically. "I heard you are older than me and have been educated by that woman since graduation."
Ginnan wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. Move it fast and don't seem to want to waste time. "Then wait a minute…" he said. Then pushed Renji in annoyance like when he lost a gamble.
"Good."
Renji didn't even care about the sound of his footsteps hitting the bathroom. The man just sat on the edge of the bed, brushed his half-wet hair back, and lit a cigarette from the nightstand drawer.
The golden eyes were half dark.
Its petals drop when hunted by the sunset that is starting to disappear. From the gap in the curtain, there was not a minute. The snow that was originally like cotton in the wind, now extinguished the charm with an endless storm.
When loud cursing came from the bathroom, Renji threw his cigarette butt into the corner of the room.