There was a massive bathtub big enough for two people to soak comfortably, a glass-enclosed shower booth beside it, and a large mirror above the sink.
The numerous cabinets offered ample storage space.
Yueul had never been to a hotel, but he was sure this bathroom outclassed even those.
“Now, go ahead and show me your usual method, Mr. Lee. I won’t speak.”
The crooked angle of Wooheon’s gaze made Yueul gulp nervously.
Silent and motionless, Wooheon’s presence felt more defiant and intimidating than any anthropomorph Yueul had ever met.
If he’d encountered someone like Wooheon while working as an illegal keeper, Yueul would have muzzled him immediately and administered suppressants to prevent transformation.
“Alright, I’ll begin.”
Yueul had no idea how things had escalated from talking about sex to this bizarre scenario, but he had no choice but to comply.
Standing in front of Wooheon, he took a deep breath.
