Page 78 of Idol Lives
Jason wistfully sighed. “She’s awake,” he said with bittersweet relief. “She’s in some pain, but the doctors are sure she’ll make a full recovery.”
Tae Hyun slipped his t-shirt over his head as he approached Jason and took his hands, their fingers interlacing. “And you? How are you doing after–” He paused, his smile turning sad. “After everything?”
Jason met his gaze, the intensity of his emotions barely contained. “I’m better now that I’m with you.” He leaned in, closing the distance between them. His hand found the nape of Tae Hyun’s neck, pulling him in for a kiss.
Their mutual passion ignited as they hungrily reclaimed the connection they’d both missed. Jason’s hands roamed over Tae Hyun’s back, teasing the smooth, damp skin beneath his fingers. Tae Hyun’s breath hitched, his fingers tangling inJason’s hair, as he pressed his tongue into his mouth. The world outside the dressing room faded away, replaced by the warmth of Tae Hyun’s touch, the taste of his lips, and the familiar scent of his sweaty body.
Jason’s hands wandered lower, caressing Tae Hyun’s hips, his lower back, then, finally, the curve of his ass. Tae Hyun gasped and gently pushed Jason away.
“Hyung–”
“I know,” Jason reluctantly admitted.
“I want to,” Tae Hyun offered, his ears rosy, “but–”
“But not here.” Breathless and flushed, Jason didn’t have to force himself to smile. “Let’s go to the hotel.”
Tae Hyun’s loving gaze lingered long enough that Jason almost thought he’d change his mind. But they’d been interrupted in dressing rooms before, and that sort of scandal was the last thing they needed. Then he nodded, reaching for his bag. “Mina invited us to the after-party,” he teased. “But honestly, I’d rather spend the night with you.”
Jason’s smile widened as a familiar seductive warmth spread through his body. “I’m all yours,” he said, taking Tae Hyun’s hand. “Let’s get out of here.”
Jason could’ve sworn every eye was on him as he led Tae Hyun by the hand, surrounded by their bodyguards as they made their way to their SUV. The drive to the hotel was blessedly short, even with the still-thick Bangkok traffic.
The Bang Na Grand Hotel towered over the nearby buildings, a sleek, angular monument of glass and steel that Jason would’ve appreciated under different circumstances. But he only had eyes for Tae Hyun. They were soon whisked to their suite in the hotel’s VIP elevator, leaving the Songs, Andre, and Carlos outside to stand guard.
Jason wasted no time, quickly slipping off his shoes and stripping off his shirt as he approached Tae Hyun in the suite’s sitting room. A mischievous gleam sparkled in Tae Hyun’s eyes as Jason took his hand. “You must be exhausted after that performance.”
“Hyung?”
Jason grinned. “Maybe we should go lie down?”
Tae Hyun chuckled. “You’re lucky that your teasing turns me on.”
“I’d say we’re both lucky it does. Where’s the bedroom?”
Tae Hyun nodded and silently led Jason through the suite to the large bedroom. The space was a blur of soft fabrics, warm tones, and glossy, lacquered furnishings. Jason registered the plush expanse of the king-sized bed, the glimmer of moonlight reflecting off the polished wood headboard, and the inviting glow of the bedside lamps. But all those details quickly faded, insignificant compared to the sight of Tae Hyun.
“I’d like to take a shower.” Tae Hyun requested with a shy smile. “If that’s okay.”
“Of course.” Jason grinned. “But don’t take too long,” he added with a wink.
Jason sprang into action the moment the bathroom door closed. He found his luggage stashed just inside the walk-in closet. Digging through the smaller suitcase, he retrieved a small zipped bag that contained everything he needed–candles, scented oil, and lube. He pulled the duvet from the bed, laying a pair of large bath towels in its place. He placed the oil and lube on the nightstand before distributing the candles around the room. Once he’d lit them, he dimmed the room lights until it was almost too dark to see. Then he stripped down to his boxer briefs and waited beside the bed until TaeHyun returned, his skin still damp from the shower.
“I thought you could use a massage,” Jason suggested, gesturing toward the bed.
Tae Hyun chuckled. “I’d love one.” He let his towel drop to the floor before climbing onto the bed.
Jason climbed up and knelt beside him, his fingers gently following the curve of Tae Hyun’s spine, finding the knots of tension beneath his skin. Tae Hyun sighed, the stress in his shoulders visibly easing as he surrendered to Jason’s touch.
Jason reached for the massage oil, applying a generous amount to his hands before starting with Tae Hyun’s shoulders, kneading the taut muscles with slow, deliberate movements. Tae Hyun’s breath hitched. Then he softly hissed as Jason found a particularly stubborn knot.
“Easy, hyung,” Tae Hyun playfully whispered. “I’m not made of stone.”
Jason chuckled, his fingers continuing their rhythmic dance. “Just trying to work out the kinks,” he purred. He worked his way down Tae Hyun’s back, his thumbs digging into the muscles on either side of his spine, eliciting another soft groan. He moved to Tae Hyun’s hips next, the smooth skin warm beneath his fingertips. Then, his oily hands moved lower, massaging the lean muscles of his thighs and calves. Tae Hyun responded with a series of shivers and sighs, the sound of his pleasure music to Jason’s ears.
With a gentle nudge, Jason rolled Tae Hyun onto his back. The sight of his naked chest and the soft rise and fall of his breathing aroused an enticing warmth within. He dabbled more oil along the contours of Tae Hyun’s chest, spreading it with his fingertips, marveling at his smooth skin and delicate nipples. Then Tae Hyun’s eyes fluttered open, locking ontoJason’s with a silent question. Jason answered with a kiss, his lips soft and gentle on Tae Hyun’s forehead. His hands moved to Tae Hyun’s shoulders, kneading the muscles as his lips trailed a path down his neck. Each touch elicited a moan from Tae Hyun that further fueled Jason’s desire.
The room’s atmosphere shifted, the air crackling with electric passion. Jason ran his fingers along Tae Hyun’s shoulders, the muscles beneath his touch rippling with a delicious tension. Tae Hyun looked up at him, a vision of pure joy lighting up his face.
