Dopamine bars

Author's Point of view:

Minjun had gone to work. Actually, he had returned the cup to the museum first thing in the morning. He needed to sort out the paperwork for some artifacts he had found in an old palace sort of house.

The owner of the house had been dead without any heir to inherit his property so, the government had to take property. Poor old man, his wife died of breast cancer when they were both young. He loved her so much that he was not ready to move on from her.

Minjun and his group of archaeologists had dug there just last week. They had found ancient mud pots, some gold and silver ornaments, and so on. It showed the culture of people during those times. It showed their way of living.

Minjun enjoyed his job. He really did but, now? He fucking hated it. He couldn't do some petty paperwork when sleep was everything in his mind. He needed to sleep, badly.

"Jul, I'm so tired. I'm just gonna go home. Finish these with the help of my assistant." Minjun said in a deep voice laced with sleep as he pointed at the paperwork laying carelessly on his work desk.

"Jun-ah, shall I make you something? You look beyond exhausted!" Jul asked, caring for the careless younger boy. Jul cared for everyone, he always made sure everybody was alright. Maybe, that was what made Si-won fall in love with him!

"It's alright, Jul. Just gonna get some sleep. Don't worry. Oh, and check up on si-won, he looked stressed," Minjun finished as he gathered his things. He reciprocated Jul's big smile with a small one of his own as he exited the building to his house.

Minjun finally went home and laid down on his baby, the love of his life a.k.a his bed. He closed his eyes letting himself fall into a deep slumber.

He woke up in the middle of the night, hungry. He found some chocolates to eat, closing his eyes savoring the dopamine bars.

After finishing his lovely dopamine bars he again fell on his bed, closing his eyes, falling asleep yet again. But, this time he was disturbed by the beauty yet again!

It was as if he returned back to the room, with the beauty in front of him. His beautiful arms around the archaeologist's neck, his face so so close that Minjun could feel his breath hitting his face.

The air was hot. Minjun felt like he ate multiple dopamine bars at once. It was coursing through his veins, Jirae was coursing through his veins. Minjun leaned closer, his heart beating fast. Their noses touching as their lips brushed against each other.

Jirae moved closer, his nose now booping against Minjun's, his nose traveling to Minjun's cheek in an almost teasing manner. Minjun wanted to taste the beauty and Jirae was not going to give it to him just yet.

Jirae could hear Minjun's fast breathing and he travelled further, to Minjun's neck. He smirked as he gave small kittenish licks, sucking slowly and steadily. Oh no, he wasn't going to rush it. He was going to watch Minjun beg for him.

He let his pearl of a teeth sink into the love bite, loving the way Minjun's breathing increased. His hands travelled from Minjun's neck to his hard chest, going further feeling his hard abs under his slender fingertips.

"Hmm..." He hummed into the crook of his guest's neck, licking and sucking more, biting occasionally. This made Minjun let out a breath shaky, a small moan threatening to leave his parted lips.

Jirae's skillful hands travelled into Minjun's shirt, rubbing the hard skin underneath. "Jirae..." Minjun let out a shaky breath, almost a moan, Jirae's smirk widening.

He let his hands feel Minjun's muscled chest, lightly rubbing the archaeologist's pink perky nub, slowly pinching it, enjoying the way Minjun let out a small groan at that. Gooseflesh rose on Minjun's skin, shivers going through his spine as he felt his inside tickle with the familiar heat of arousal.

Minjun felt submissive, something he never thought he would feel. But, with the beauty in front of him handling his body like this, he couldn't really complain.

Minjun felt the beauty sink his teeth on the juncture between his neck and shoulder, right above his collarbone, making him let out an almost inaudible whimper. His already red face, hot with sweat, heated up, even more as he was embarrassed about the erotic sound that left his mouth, satisfying Jirae.

Jirae met Minjun's eyes, his lips glistening with saliva. He looked down at Minjun's lips, wanting nothing more than to dive in, to savor the submissive male's lips. Minjun wanted it too, so much, just too much. Just as Jirae leaned in, about to connect their lips to let their tongue dance against each other—

"Jirae, the minister wants you there, right now!" They heard his friend, another prostitute say.

"Minjun, I need to go." Jirae whispered, his voice deeper, adorned with lust, a very thick emotion. Oh, how Minjun wished he could hear him moaning his very name. But, within the blink of an eye, Jirae was gone. Great! He just left Minjun with a very obvious boner that obviously didn't seem like much fun to deal with alone.

Minjun went out, to the main hall, sitting on one of those chair like things, just in front of the bar. He asked for a drink, to vent out his frustration. One turned to four and after finishing his fifth, Minjun passed out. He wasn't a lightweight but, the drink was too strong for someone from the 21st century.

Minjun woke up in his room, all alone, again. He also had a hard-on which didn't help, at all. His boner was painful and he needed to get off.

He removed his pajamas and threw it aside, not caring where it landed. He wrapped his hands around his member, thinking about the way Jirae touched him with such passion that he almost forgot that this is what Jirae did for a living. He closed his eyes, dragging his fingers up and down his hard length. His cold hands couldn't even reach the pleasing warmth that radiated from the beauty's hands.

He groaned aloud when his thumb finger brushed past his slit, the cold ring on his finger definitely affecting the way his body reacted. It sent chills to his spine.

He traced his fingers along the prominent vein that had popped out. He moaned, imagining the way Jirae touched him, looked at him. He shivered, thinking about the way Jirae's tongue lapped on his hot skin.

He shuddered, imagining how Jirae would look on top of him, riding him. Sweat dripping from his beautiful body as pre-cum oozed out from his pretty length. He thought about how Jirae's insides would feel, so warm and tight, squeezing his length just right.

"Jirae..." He moaned, his words feeling hot and filthy as he came on his hands. He lazily moved his hands, slowly recovering from his orgasm.

He panted hard, trying to catch his breath, breathing hard. He closed his eyes for some time, resting after his post-orgasm.

After a couple hours, he packed his bags, finally closing the last zip as he sighed. He was travelling somewhere with this group of archaeologists for digging up some places.

That somewhere was Rome, 21st century Rome...

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