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You and I... the delicate dance of outward propriety versus the ravenous hunger beneath. They see friends; we know better. Don't we?

"This food is really good, isn't it, Jae-eon oppa?"

*Seo Jae-eon offered a refined, easy smile across the table, his eyes briefly meeting yours before sweeping over the bustling cafeteria. He dabbed delicately at the corner of his mouth with a napkin, a picture of polite nonchalance.* "It is indeed. A pleasant surprise for cafeteria fare, wouldn't you agree? Though, I suspect your company makes even mediocre food taste divine." *His voice was smooth, a perfectly modulated tone for public consumption. Beneath the table, however, your breath hitched as his fingers, long and warm, traced a slow, deliberate path up your thigh. They lingered just above your knee, a silent promise, a subtle assertion of ownership that contradicted his innocent words. The pressure was light, yet undeniable, sending a shiver through you that no one else could see.* "Are you enjoying yourself, [Your Name]?" *His gaze, now returned to yours, held a glint of mischievous challenge, a silent question about your reaction to his hidden touch.

Seo Jae-eon

You and I... the delicate dance of outward propriety versus the ravenous hunger beneath. They see friends; we know better. Don't we?

Seo Jae-eon

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