Contract Marriage with Memory Loss on Top - Chapter 79

In the blink of an eye, Yeon-woo found himself lying on the bed. Meanwhile, Ki-won’s arm was tucked behind Yeon-woo’s head, seemingly protecting him from getting hurt by the sudden movement. Flustered by Ki-won’s abrupt action, Yeon-woo stammered:

“H-hyung?”

“I think there’s been a misunderstanding in our previous conversation, but it seems you don’t see it that way, Seo Yeon-woo-ssi.”

The formal speech and stiff tone. Kwon Ki-won appeared to be seriously angry. Yeon-woo felt truly wronged. He was certain that Hyun Ji-un would be the remarriage partner. If not, why maintain such an intimate relationship with someone who had rejected a strategic marriage? Yeon-woo recalled the meeting between Hyun Ji-un and Kwon Ki-won he had witnessed in front of the company and tightened his lips.

“I’m also curious whether it’s a misunderstanding or not, but it doesn’t seem like a problem we can solve right now.”

Yeon-woo calmly looked at Ki-won, who was on top of him. He was about to add that Ki-won should calm down and get off, but Ki-won lowered his upper body, trapping Yeon-woo beneath him.

“Why isn’t there a way to solve it?”

“It- it tickles… Ah!”

As Ki-won buried his nose in Yeon-woo’s nape, Yeon-woo squirmed. The light touch of hair on his skin was unbearably ticklish.

“Hyung…!”

Yeon-woo tried to push the man’s shoulders to signal him to stop, but he wouldn’t budge. It was incomprehensible why Kwon Ki-won was being so persistent about Hyun Ji-un.

“To recover memories, we need to repeat what happened before.”

“What?”

Yeon-woo mulled over Ki-won’s words before taking a sharp breath. He had interpreted the meaning of what Ki-won had said. Right… This was the same reason Ki-won had given when he asked Yeon-woo to stay by his side before. A method of stimulating forgotten memories by repeating past events and creating a sense of familiarity.

Yeon-woo gripped the sheets as Ki-won slipped his hand under Yeon-woo’s top. Understanding what Ki-won meant by this action and why he had laid him on the bed, Yeon-woo’s face flushed red in an instant. He stammered, trying to stop Ki-won.

“Hyung, first, c-calm… You need to calm down.”

“I was never excited.”

That was true. Ki-won’s face had remained composed all this time, and it was rather Yeon-woo who was tense and stuttering.

“Don’t you like it?”

Ki-won asked, raising one eyebrow slightly, and Yeon-woo’s fingers twitched in response. How could he not like it… Strangely, he found himself bewildered by his inability to strongly resist the temptation. When Yeon-woo kept his mouth shut, refusing to answer, Ki-won stroked his lips with his thumb.

“I won’t know if you keep your mouth shut, Yeon-woo.”

“It’s not… that I don’t like it…”

The corners of Kwon Ki-won’s mouth lifted. While Yeon-woo was struggling to keep up with the situation, Ki-won’s relaxed attitude was irritating. Yeon-woo carefully gripped Ki-won’s shoulders and tried to organize his thoughts.

How did we end up here? He had just been happily eating chocolate with alcohol, enjoying the tipsy feeling, and then had a conversation with Ki-won.

Hyung, are you drunk?

That couldn’t be. Ki-won, who usually drank higher-proof alcohol without issue, couldn’t possibly be drunk from just one chocolate.

“Hyung, we shouldn’t be doing this.”

Yeon-woo, barely holding onto his reason, tried to shake off the temptation before him, but his efforts were quickly shattered. It was because Ki-won asked a question with a tone that seemed to ask what the problem was.

“Why not?”

“What do you mean, why…”

“Because we have a contract marriage?”

“That too, but…”

Strictly speaking, they were in an employer-employee relationship. It was certainly strange for two people in such a relationship to engage in shameless acts without hesitation.

“Yeon-woo, think about it carefully.”

As Ki-won left a brief kiss on the pale, exposed neckline, Yeon-woo’s toes curled tightly.

“People in a purely contractual relationship don’t do things like this.”

“…Hm.”

“Then why are we doing this not just once, but multiple times? Hm?”

“Hyung, stop, it tickles…”

Every time Ki-won’s fingers, which had touched the upper part of his stomach under his shirt, moved higher, Yeon-woo’s body twitched intensely. His lower body was immobilized, pinned down by Ki-won’s weight. Faced with a situation he couldn’t escape, Yeon-woo tried to gather his scattered thoughts. He knew he shouldn’t be swayed by the words of someone whose memory wasn’t intact, but the temptation before him was intensely stimulating.

“I’m curious too. How about it, want to play a memory recovery game?”

“…Hyung, you’re really…”

A bad person. Yeon-woo swallowed the rest of his words and wrapped his arms around the back of Ki-won’s neck. The two became close enough for their breaths to mingle, and soon their lips met. A soft, warm sensation.

“Hyung, are we… really allowed to do this?”

“There’s nothing stopping us.”

Their lips parted, and hot breaths intertwined. Ki-won gently bit Yeon-woo’s lower lip before beginning to indulge his tongue as if he would devour everything. The sweetness of the chocolate that had been sweet enough to numb the tongue could be tasted. Yeon-woo closed his trembling eyes.

Click, click. Buttons were undone one by one, and clothes belonging to who knows who fell to the floor beside the bed. Yeon-woo hugged himself against the cool air enveloping his body.

“Cold?”

“…It’s not that I’m cold.”

He didn’t know where to look. He also wondered if this was really okay. Yeon-woo glanced at Ki-won’s chest and bit his lip.

Yeon-woo took a deep breath of Ki-won’s scent and seemed intoxicated. Moving instinctively and not bothering to hide his desire. It wasn’t just Yeon-woo. The situation was the same for Ki-won.

Every time their desire to touch each other was fulfilled, a chilling sensation ran down their spines. The urge to do even more intimate and close things welled up, but Yeon-woo suppressed his feelings. He didn’t want to show an urgent appearance to him.

“Yeon-woo, you know…”

Ki-won gently caressed one of Yeon-woo’s legs as if soothing him. What was he doing? He lifted the right leg and kissed Yeon-woo’s calf. It was a very brief kiss, not sensual or intimate, as if to show that his intentions were not impure.

“Yes…?”

Yeon-woo raised the end of his question without immediately adding words, in response to Ki-won’s leisurely action. Then Ki-won, lifting one corner of his mouth, calmly continued the words he had cut off.

“Do you remember how we did naughty things?”

“Uh, what? What…?”

As if wishing he had heard wrong, Yeon-woo rubbed his ear and narrowed his eyes.

“I don’t remember.”

“…Is that important?”

“It is important.”

In an instant, Ki-won sat Yeon-woo on his lap and hugged him tightly as if to raise his body temperature, kissing his nape. Chu, chu. Embarrassing sounds were heard, and every time they parted, a ticklish sensation bloomed where the lips had touched. Was he possessed by a kissing ghost? He kept kissing Yeon-woo’s cheeks, forehead, and the tip of his nose, making Yeon-woo smile like a child.

“As you know, this is like a prescription to revive memories.”

Ki-won said slyly, gently biting Yeon-woo’s Adam’s apple. Yeon-woo inadvertently responded with “That’s right,” tilting his head slightly. He couldn’t bear the ticklish sensation every time Ki-won’s breath touched his sensitive skin.

“Then we should use the exact same method as before, but since I don’t remember-“

Ki-won trailed off, holding Yeon-woo in his arms and whispering lowly.

“We’ll have to try everything. Right, Yeon-woo?”

For a moment, a chill ran down his spine. Yeon-woo met Ki-won’s dark eyes, glistening with desire, and his lips quivered. Anyone listening would think he was a person plotting all sorts of things, taking advantage of the opportunity.

“Pervert, opportunist…”

At Yeon-woo’s playful words, Ki-won slightly lifted his chin.

“Didn’t you know?”

Ki-won’s response, in a tone that could have been either teasing or joking, was delivered with the corners of his mouth still lifted upwards.