The wicked hand that kept brushing against his nipple now began to rub the hardened, erect nub. Each time it happened, his body jolted. His entire body was already hypersensitive, but Cha Jae-woo seemed to deliberately seek out the most sensitive spots, leaving him with no chance to regain composure.
“No, no, haah… it’s fine, now…”
No, even if Cha Jae-woo hadn’t done that, Lim Haeyul wouldn’t have been able to calm down anyway. The tight, overwhelming sensation gradually began to subside. He spread his legs a little wider, urging Cha Jae-woo on.
“Please… okay?”
Cha Jae-woo looked visibly troubled by Haeyul’s constant pleading. Still, it was a relief that he didn’t seem to think Haeyul was forcing himself. If he had, Haeyul would have felt terribly hurt.
All he wanted was to enjoy this act together with Cha Jae-woo. Happily, as if nothing bad had ever happened between them.
“To forget everything that happened before… and think of this as our first time… to the point that we have no choice but to believe it…”
He wished Cha Jae-woo would hold him so thoroughly that it would wipe his mind completely clean.
Though the memory Cha Jae-woo had mentioned didn’t linger as terribly now as it had back then, Haeyul still wanted to overwrite it with even happier memories.
He wanted to leave a deep imprint that sex with someone you love felt like this. He wanted their bodies joining together to be pure happiness. He wished that Cha Jae-woo, too, could hold him without any fear or anxiety.
“Haeyul.”
A low voice called his name.
Whether it was Lim Haeyul or simply Haeyul, it was still his name, and yet—just by dropping the last name, it sounded sweet enough to make his heart flutter. Haeyul pressed down the corners of his mouth that involuntarily curled upward. For some reason, he felt embarrassingly shy.
In the meantime, Cha Jae-woo shifted his body slightly. As the cock that had been filling him so tightly slipped out, he could vividly feel his inner walls trying to close around the sudden emptiness.
However, Cha Jae-woo didn’t leave him empty for long.
“Uhng!”
“Lim Haeyul…”
The cock, which had only withdrawn slightly, slammed back into him with force.
At that moment, the subtle yet electrifying sensation stiffened his entire body. Holding onto Cha Jae-woo’s shoulders, Haeyul exhaled slowly. His mind, which had gone blank for a moment, finally seemed to regain a shred of clarity.
But he wasn’t given much time.
As soon as it felt like Cha Jae-woo’s cock was about to pull out slowly again, it immediately began to thrust back in with force.
“Uh, ah, ngh!”
It wasn’t particularly fast, nor was it rough, but each time the thick cock pressed against his inner walls, it felt like stars exploded before his eyes.
His mouth fell open, and he didn’t even think to say anything. The sensation was on a completely different level from when fingers were used.
Each time that cock moved, grinding against every inch of his inner walls, the hairs all over his body stood on end and he trembled uncontrollably. The slow, deliberate pleasure kept stacking up inside him. His untouched cock was standing upright, trembling on its own.
“Nnngh…! Ngh!”
“Haa…”
Cha Jae-woo ran his fingers through Haeyul’s hair as he continued to thrust steadily. The sensation of his cock pressing deep inside was so overwhelming that it made Haeyul feel strangely dazed.
The hands that had been clutching at Jae-woo’s shoulders flailed helplessly in the air. As if he had been waiting, Cha Jae-woo caught Haeyul’s hand and laced their fingers together. For some reason, that simple act brought an immediate and inexplicable sense of calm.
“Haa, so good, ngh, so good…”
He hadn’t meant to say it, but the words slipped out without him realizing. Even if he hadn’t spoken, his dazed, spaced-out expression would have given everything away.
It was just that good. Being connected to Cha Jae-woo at this moment, receiving the pleasure he gave, was overwhelmingly blissful—it wouldn’t have been strange if he had completely lost himself then and there.
“Feels good?”
“Yeah, mmm, ngh, ah, wait, ngh, faster, ah!”
But the slow, deliberate rhythm ended there. As if he had finally reached his limit, Cha Jae-woo, who had asked so casually, suddenly began to increase his pace without warning.
Each time his inner walls were pounded, the pleasure surged up too quickly, almost impossible to endure. The overwhelming sensation crashed over him again and again, leaving him barely able to think. All Haeyul could do was cry out every time Cha Jae-woo’s cock thrust deep inside.
“Ah, ngh, ugh! Ahh! Hic! Nnngh!”
His hips lifted off the bed, and his whole body twisted. The pleasure was so intense, he instinctively tried to back away as if to escape—but Cha Jae-woo immediately pulled him back.
“Uhngh!”
His eyes snapped open at some point, unaware when he had even closed them tightly. It was right after Cha Jae-woo lifted him up and settled him back onto his lap.
Cha Jae-woo gripped his waist and pulled him down in one smooth motion. The dizzying stimulation made his toes curl and his breath catch in his throat.
Cha Jae-woo leaned in and ran his tongue over the nipple that jutted proudly from Haeyul’s heaving chest. It might have looked soft, but to Haeyul, it felt like an electric current was zapping through him with every touch.
“Nngh, ah, hiek… ah!”
Haeyul clutched Cha Jae-woo’s shoulders tightly, instinctively pushing him away. It wasn’t because he disliked it—he was just overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensations crashing down on him, acting before he could think.
Thankfully, Cha Jae-woo didn’t misunderstand. Perhaps he wasn’t exactly in his right mind either.
“Aah! Uhk!”
Every time Cha Jae-woo lifted his hips, his cock would slip out, only to plunge even deeper each time Haeyul was seated back down onto his lap. It went so deep it almost felt like it might burst straight out of his stomach.
The thought wasn’t entirely baseless, so Haeyul deliberately avoided looking down. Even though he had initiated this, the deeper it went, the more embarrassed he felt.
He wrapped his arms around Cha Jae-woo’s neck and buried his face in his shoulder. Cha Jae-woo continued to gently move him up and down, his hips grinding steadily.
“It’s so deep, mm, ah, too much, ngh…”
“Deep?”
“Mhm. Hh, it’s deep… uh! Weird, ngh.”
“Is it weird?”
“No, no, ngh, no, hic, it’s good, mm, weird…!”
Haeyul had no idea what he was even saying anymore. Honestly, Cha Jae-woo wasn’t doing much more than parroting Haeyul’s words back to him.
Cha Jae-woo’s whole body was tense—it was vivid how tightly wound he was. Haeyul pressed his body even closer against him. Their sweaty skin slid against each other, and Haeyul’s untouched cock rubbed against Cha Jae-woo’s firm abs.
The stimulation was so intense it felt like he could come again just from realizing how close they were.
“I—I think I’m gonna cum, again, ngh, ah!”
“Want me to touch you?”
Haeyul quickly shook his head. He already felt like he was about to die; if Cha Jae-woo touched his cock too, he might actually black out.
But Cha Jae-woo didn’t wait for an answer—he reached down to grasp Haeyul’s cock anyway. Even as he did, he didn’t stop thrusting upward, and the stimulation from both directions crashed into Haeyul without mercy, making it impossible to breathe.
“Uhk, aah… ngh! W-wait! Hic, ah!”
“Haa… you’re so tight.”
The more Cha Jae-woo stimulated him, the tighter his hole squeezed down. Haeyul’s inner walls contracted, molding perfectly around the shape of Cha Jae-woo’s cock.
Cha Jae-woo was panting too, but not nearly as much as Haeyul was. Haeyul felt like he might stop breathing at any moment.
Despite how overwhelming it was, Haeyul’s body instinctively responded, seeking even more pleasure. Before he realized it, he was planting his hands on Cha Jae-woo’s thighs and moving his hips up and down on his own.
The rhythm between Cha Jae-woo’s thrusts and Haeyul’s movements didn’t match at all—it was a chaotic mess.
“Haa, ah, mm, ah!”
“Want to cum together?”
Seeing how instinctively Haeyul chased after pleasure, Cha Jae-woo’s movements grew rougher too. Soon, a sweet whisper brushed past Haeyul’s ear.
His head bobbed in a frantic nod, his sweat-drenched hair shaking wildly. He was so close he didn’t even fully register what Cha Jae-woo had asked.
Thump, thump—Cha Jae-woo’s cock relentlessly pounded against his inner walls. Just as Haeyul was about to cum, his cock twitching violently, Cha Jae-woo suddenly pulled out.
His hole clenched tightly from the sudden emptiness, but there was no time to focus on that—Cha Jae-woo grabbed both their cocks together in one hand and stroked them roughly.
“Ahh!”
It didn’t take much. Within a few strokes, thick semen spurted out of Haeyul’s cock helplessly.
His body trembled like it was convulsing. Almost at the same time, Cha Jae-woo’s cock twitched alongside his, spilling hot semen. His vision blurred, unable to properly take it all in. His body went limp from the sudden wave of exhaustion.
“Haa…”
What just happened?
Leaning against Cha Jae-woo’s shoulder as if collapsing, Haeyul blankly tried to process it. His mind was so dazed it refused to function properly.
But he wasn’t given any time to collect himself.
Unlike Haeyul, who had completely collapsed after a single climax, Cha Jae-woo, still full of energy, was already reaching between Haeyul’s sprawled legs once again.
