[ Oh— so more directly tied to sex, to the immediate, not his still-crystallizing plans for his time on the island. But it would most definitely be useful, and—right now, as hard as he is, as incredible it feels to grind against the tented crotch of Irving's own pants, the thought of doing this sort of thing three times a month, of having that certainty arranged, doesn't sound half-bad. To say the least.
Though there's also the question of what Irving may eventually expect in return for this. He's smart, though he doesn't seem particularly capable of the planning that goes into arranging these sorts of favors and connections long before they're needed, nor does he seem like he'd do that sort of thing to Cheol-gang specifically—but there is no free lunch. This is something that he would do, were he willing to whore himself out for the sake of power (one of the few things he didn't do to get where he was back home, though he certainly could have). Irving seems to be the type to offer such things after some genuine notion of kindness, though it's not at all lost on him that he's enjoying himself, that this is a mutually rewarding interaction from the outset.
That may be enough, for a man like that. And if he's uncontracted, that may be a motivating factor, too—though, really, Cheol-gang wouldn't mind being in a contract with Irving, either. He's the only person he feels anything more than indifference toward in this place. ]
I don't need your help. [ A pause; Cheol-gang uses his knees to raise himself just enough to break contact for a moment despite the base urge to do anything but that. ] If you would like to, I wouldn't mind making this a regular event, as a favor to you. If that's what you're insinuating.
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Though there's also the question of what Irving may eventually expect in return for this. He's smart, though he doesn't seem particularly capable of the planning that goes into arranging these sorts of favors and connections long before they're needed, nor does he seem like he'd do that sort of thing to Cheol-gang specifically—but there is no free lunch. This is something that he would do, were he willing to whore himself out for the sake of power (one of the few things he didn't do to get where he was back home, though he certainly could have). Irving seems to be the type to offer such things after some genuine notion of kindness, though it's not at all lost on him that he's enjoying himself, that this is a mutually rewarding interaction from the outset.
That may be enough, for a man like that. And if he's uncontracted, that may be a motivating factor, too—though, really, Cheol-gang wouldn't mind being in a contract with Irving, either. He's the only person he feels anything more than indifference toward in this place. ]
I don't need your help. [ A pause; Cheol-gang uses his knees to raise himself just enough to break contact for a moment despite the base urge to do anything but that. ] If you would like to, I wouldn't mind making this a regular event, as a favor to you. If that's what you're insinuating.