Kiss Me Like You’re Not Married.

The rest of the night blurred together in a delicious haze after that moment of losing control.

They couldn't stop stealing little kisses. Quick, teasing, almost shy at first, but growing bolder with every sip of their drinks. Joon-won would lean in across the table, fingers brushing Tae's jaw as he pressed feather-light kisses there, or the soft spot behind his ear, sending shivers down Tae's spine while he whisper things in his ear.

They laughed more than either expected, the conversation flowing easier, more freely.. a side of Joon rarely seen, unguarded, playful. No masks, no pretenses. Just two men finally letting go of their carefully held control, their desires bubbling up like a secret fire too long kept under lock and key even though it haven't been as long as it felt like.

The bar's dim lights flickered around them, their world shrinking down to that booth, the warm weight of each other's presence, the lingering taste of whiskey and want on their lips.

Neither wanted the night to end. But eventually, reality crept back in. Work, wives, kids waiting at home. With a reluctant breath, they pulled apart, words of goodbye hushed and heavy.

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Later, in the silence of his house, his wife and kid has been asleep for a while now while Tae lay awake with the night still thick on his skin, heart pounding, mind racing with the memory of Joon's lips on his neck, the heat of that desperate kiss.

He couldn't wait until morning. Or maybe, he just couldn't wait to hear Joon's voice again.

The screen lit up at 3 a.m. — Joon-Won.

Tae's thumb hovered, then pressed the call button. His heart hammered. He never called first since they started texting.

"Hey," Joon's voice came low and a little rough, like he'd just woken up or couldn't quite believe Tae was actually calling.

"Hey," Tae breathed out, feeling suddenly shy despite everything.

There was a pause. Then Joon chuckled softly.

"Couldn't stop thinking about tonight," Tae said, voice barely a whisper. "About that kiss… and everything after."

"Yeah?" Joon's tone was teasing, but there was an edge there, something darker, more dangerous.

Tae swallowed. "You're not mad I called?"

"Mad? No. Surprised? Definitely." He paused, then added, "I thought maybe you'd back out after that kiss to be honest."

"Back out?" Tae laughed softly, leaning back against the couch with closed eyes and a slight smile. "I was just getting started."

Joon's voice dropped lower, slow and deliberate. "Good. me too."

Tae's breath hitched. "You really do like pushing boundaries, huh?"

"Only with who lets me." Joon said, voice thick with meaning.

There was silence, charged and electric.

Then Tae whispered, "I want more, Joon-won. More than just stolen kisses and drinks at bars."

There was a pause with a slight breath being taken in. "You're dangerously close to sounding needy," Joon teased.

"Maybe I am," Tae admitted, heart pounding.

Silence stretched, electric and heavy.

Then, in that low, controlled growl, "if you let me, I could go further than you think."

Tae's pulse quickened, fingers tightening around the phone. "And if I don't?" He whispered softly. The growl he heard made his body heat up and his mind race with possibilities.

"Then I'll just have to be more persuasive."

A sly pause. Then Joon added huskily, "I'm patient.. but only for so long."

Tae swallowed hard, voice shaking just a little. "I'm not sure how much longer I can hold back."

"Good," Joon whispered, breath hot even through the line. "Because I'm done waiting."

Then suddenly Joon's voice dropped, slow and deliberate, thick with want as he speaks close to the mic.

"You know Tae-hyun? I wanted to take my time tonight.. undoing that tight shirt of yours.. slide my hands over your chest slowly."

He let the silence linger, letting Tae imagine the feel of his hands.

"Then trace my lips along your jaw.. down your neck, lower.. teasing you. Making you burn with need."

Tae's breath hitched, heat rising fast in his body the more Joon-won spoke, he shifted on the couch slightly and crossed his legs to stop himself from getting turned on by simply hearing to that man describe what he could've done to him tonight at the bar.

"Fuck Tae. You have no idea how badly I want you."

The words were a low growl, almost hungry filled with desire, as if Joon-won himself was imagining how would it feel to finally rip Tae-hyun's shirt open and have his way with him..

Tae's fingers trembled, gripping the phone tighter and he let out a shaky breath into the mic. His cheeks flushed subtly at the heat between them.

"I'm… I'm not sure how much more I can take," Tae confessed, voice ragged.

"I'm done holding back," Joon said, voice thick with promise.

Another pause, filled with that unspoken weight between them.

Then, reluctantly, Joon sighed on the other end of the call when Tae-hyun was too quite after what he had said, thinking he might've crossed a line or something.

"I should go.. but this isn't over."

Tae nodded against the silence as if Joon-won could see him, he didn't trust his voice at that instant, heart pounding wildly against his chest when he finally heard Joon add in a lower voice.

"Yeah. Not over."

The call ended. Leaving Tae-hyun breathless and needy. He wanted more, he needed more. He was losing his mind the longer this dragged on.

The screen blinked, still glowing after the call ended. Tae's heart pounded so loud it almost drowned out the quiet night around him. His fingers trembled, hovering over the screen. Then without thinking twice, he hit "Call" again.

The line connected instantly as if Joon-won didn't end it in the first place.

"Joon," Tae said, voice low but steady, holding a dangerous edge he rarely let show.

There was a brief pause on the other end, then Joon's voice came.. thick with surprise and something else, a spark?

"Tae-hyun, what-?"

"No more waiting," Tae interrupted, the boldness in his voice sharp, magnetic. "I'm done chasing this. Done holding back."

Joon was quiet, breath catching, maybe stunned by how quickly Tae had switched from hesitant to relentless and needy.

"I want you. Now." Tae said seductively, the words like a fire inside him.

"God," Joon breathed out. "You really are something else."

"I'm serious," Tae whispered, his voice dropping an octave, fierce but intimate. "I'm done pretending I can just keep it in check."

Joon laughed softly, but it was heavy with desire. "You don't know what you're doing to me."

"Told you," Tae-hyun said immediately, reckless. "But I want you to show me. Not tomorrow. Not later. Now."

There was a long pause, thick and charged.

Finally, Joon's voice came, low and deep. "You've just said the words 'I want you now' and I'm rock hard."

"And I'm not there to help out" Tae whispered, his voice all breathy at the fact that Joon-won is turned on by him saying such simple words.

Joon's voice dropped even lower, slow and deliberate, as if savoring every word.

"Playing with fire, huh? You can't handle what I'm packing Tae-hyun."

A pause. Then a teasing growl.

"Be careful what you wish for ,Tae. Once I start, there's no turning back."

He let the threat hang in the air, heavy and intoxicating.

"Still want me to show you what that means?"

Tae's breath caught, heart hammering. Body burning and there was a pulse tracking down between his legs.. he wanted him to show him so bad and so he couldn't help but let out a whimper into the phone and whisper breathlessly.

"More than anything."

A chuckle, rough and hungry.

"Good. Because I don't plan on holding back anymore. Trust me.. I'll wreck you."

"Do it.." He whimpered again on cue. The words joon-won said made him arch his back and his face flushed even more. "Because neither do I," Tae said, voice thick with desire.

Joon's next words were softer, almost a whisper.

"Then I'll see you soon. Sooner than you think."

And with that.. The line went dead.

Tae stared at his phone, breath shaky, pulse racing, this call has been different than any call or text they've had for the last few weeks.. Tae-hyun placed his phone down and covered his mouth as he tried to calm his body down. knowing the game had just changed forever.

They both had no idea that they'll be definitely meeting sooner than they both have expected for them to even proceed what had happened..