[That's what he said before, right? When Agent Choi asked if he would pull him away from the edge, even if the other side was a pit of acid, Soleum would let him crawl right in if he thought Choi had a good idea about it. It makes him smile, that he has so much blind trust in his senior's motives and ideas. Does that extend to this moment, too?]
[Even as their kiss ends and Soleum explains his dilemma, reveals his inability to stop this if he even wanted to, Choi's gears are turning. It's not a rejection and the hand (arm?) on his chest isn't there to push him away. He's accepting this much like the protagonist of a romantic movie goes along with the leering advances of her romantic counterpart. But whether this is a rom-com or a dark thriller, he doesn't want to wait to find out.]
I don't mind if you worry about me. But that means you can't be upset when I worry about you. So -
[And his hand dives down along his cheeks, grasping his ass fully with an open palm. It's sudden and designed to get him off guard, let him use the shock of it to pull him in close and try to get his crotch right against his own.]
Can I do this for you? [His goal is to pull him right against him so he can grind his dick against Soleum's. He corrects himself just a moment later.] With you? I really like this sort of position...
[It should be obvious why. He has access to everything like this - Can reach between them and wrap his hands around them both, can keep a firm grasp on Soleum's rear, and, perhaps most importantly, can watch. He doesn't even lean in to kiss, just watches his reaction, pays attention to any darts or movements, any attempts to escape again. He won't let him go so easily this time.]
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[Even as their kiss ends and Soleum explains his dilemma, reveals his inability to stop this if he even wanted to, Choi's gears are turning. It's not a rejection and the hand (arm?) on his chest isn't there to push him away. He's accepting this much like the protagonist of a romantic movie goes along with the leering advances of her romantic counterpart. But whether this is a rom-com or a dark thriller, he doesn't want to wait to find out.]
I don't mind if you worry about me. But that means you can't be upset when I worry about you. So -
[And his hand dives down along his cheeks, grasping his ass fully with an open palm. It's sudden and designed to get him off guard, let him use the shock of it to pull him in close and try to get his crotch right against his own.]
Can I do this for you? [His goal is to pull him right against him so he can grind his dick against Soleum's. He corrects himself just a moment later.] With you? I really like this sort of position...
[It should be obvious why. He has access to everything like this - Can reach between them and wrap his hands around them both, can keep a firm grasp on Soleum's rear, and, perhaps most importantly, can watch. He doesn't even lean in to kiss, just watches his reaction, pays attention to any darts or movements, any attempts to escape again. He won't let him go so easily this time.]