# 43
Jin-ha’s fingertips trembled involuntarily. After hesitating, he finally moved his fingers to gently stroke Riyekan’s brow ridge.
Haah. A sigh like that of someone in pain moistened the fleshy part beneath his thumb. Jin-ha paid no mind and gradually moved his fingertips to caress the temple, then moved further back. The hand desperately gripping his wrist, as if never intending to let go, refused to release him even though it knew Jin-ha wasn’t trying to escape, but when Jin-ha gently stroked through his hair, it finally fell away.
‘His body temperature is too hot.’
Could this heat also be a side effect of his obsessive habit? If so, this wasn’t merely a mental issue.
Jin-ha was consumed by complicated thoughts as he gently ran his fingers through Riyekan’s sweat-soaked hair again and again.
After about ten minutes of this, Jin-ha carefully unfolded the bundle of blankets with his other hand. The man, who had melted into a limp state, could no longer resist.
The moment the blanket opened, a wave of hot air was released.
“…Mmm…”
Riyekan looked up at Jin-ha with hazy eyes and blinked. He was damp with sweat, his eyes unfocused, and hot breaths continuously escaped his lips.
Jin-ha unconsciously gulped.
Although he knew it wasn’t right to have such thoughts about someone who was unwell, he couldn’t take his eyes off the man before him.
Despite the dim surroundings, the man’s upper body, illuminated by the faint moonlight, was clearly visible. For some reason, Riyekan wasn’t wearing anything on his upper body, and Jin-ha found himself unconsciously tracing the sweat-streaked neckline, the collarbone below, and then the firm muscles beneath his chest.
“Jin-ha…”
Riyekan rubbed his cheek against Jin-ha’s stilled hand and called to him as if pleading.
Startling back to his senses with a jolt, Jin-ha resumed stroking Riyekan’s hair. Though his body performed the task it needed to do, his mind could not.
Jin-ha was shocked by his own behavior in front of someone who was ill. But what was even more shocking was that even while thinking he shouldn’t, he still couldn’t tear his eyes away from Riyekan.
He suddenly wanted to flee from this place.
Fear that he might be swept away by an overwhelming, rough tide urged him to act.
“Riyekan, that’s enough…”
“I can’t… bear it.”
“What? What do you mean?”
Surprised by the plaintive voice that seemed about to fade, Jin-ha asked, and Riyekan looked up at him with hazy eyes. The moment their eyes met, a spark flashed in Riyekan’s pupils.
“I can’t take it anymore…”
Riyekan grabbed Jin-ha’s waist and embraced him. With his cheek against Jin-ha’s abdomen, his labored breathing caused hot air to hit Jin-ha’s groin. The heat clearly warmed him through several layers of fabric.
“W-what are you doing?!”
“I feel like I’m dying, Jin-ha… Just a little, just a little more. Please?”
Riyekan’s voice still sounded pitifully weak. A tear finally rolled down from his soaked eyes.
Jin-ha clenched his teeth tightly. Riyekan was still beyond the fence, but his upper body had pushed into Jin-ha’s territory. Or perhaps Jin-ha had done so himself. His mind was becoming a chaotic mess.
“Please, caress me.”
At this pleading request, Jin-ha extended a trembling hand and slowly stroked Riyekan’s hair. As he mechanically caressed him, barely able to breathe properly, Riyekan’s trembling gradually subsided.
But that was all—his hot body temperature and his flushed, languid eyes showed no signs of improving.
At that point, Jin-ha started to have different concerns.
‘Could it be a fever?’
If so, he couldn’t leave Riyekan like this. Jin-ha hurriedly pulled the scattered blanket and began wiping Riyekan’s damp hair and upper body.
“Why…”
“Your body temperature isn’t going down. This won’t do. Get up. Let’s go out and find a doctor…”
“That’s not it.”
Riyekan inhaled a cool breath as if suppressing the heat and continued.
“It’s because too much pheromone has accumulated.”
“Then shouldn’t you take medicine or something, get treatment anyway? I’ll carry you…”
Riyekan clung to Jin-ha’s waist as he tried to rise, holding him tightly. With such a large man clinging to him, Jin-ha couldn’t move at all.
“I know a way.”
“You mean a way to stabilize the pheromones?”
“Yes. But…”
Riyekan rolled his eyes slightly and moistened his lips nervously.
Ah, Jin-ha inadvertently moaned, then quickly clamped his mouth shut in surprise. He swore he wasn’t usually like this. He had always thought only the worst of humanity would have indecent thoughts about someone who was ill…
“I think I’ll need Hunter Lee Jin-ha’s permission…”
Absorbed in self-loathing, Jin-ha failed to notice Riyekan’s heat-filled gaze and nodded. In this situation, he felt he could permit anything if it meant escaping.
But that thought proved to be an illusion almost immediately.
Because Riyekan, smiling happily despite his panting, turned to lie on his side and took out his own dick.
“Wh-what are you…”
“Haah…”
Riyekan held his dick with one hand while gripping Jin-ha’s wrist with the other, rubbing it against his cheek. Though the distance between them was great, strangely, Jin-ha felt as if he were being drawn to the man, holding his dick in his hand.
Jin-ha’s fingers trembled involuntarily.
“Mmm…”
As if that movement were a signal, Riyekan began to move his hand. Surprisingly, Riyekan’s dick was already fully erect. This meant it had already been hard even when he was lying down receiving Jin-ha’s touch. It also meant that his labored breathing had been from suppressing his sexual desire.
“Ha…”
The sound of wet flesh slapping repeatedly assaulted his ears. In the midst of this shocking situation, with the noise too loud for other thoughts to form, Riyekan’s low moans pierced his eardrums like thunder.
Jin-ha unconsciously tried to cover his ears with his free hand, but covering just one ear was meaningless.
Riyekan rubbed his dick forcefully. Each time, the moist dick hidden by flesh was revealed and then concealed again. The moisture-laden flesh grew larger with each friction until finally revealing the dick completely.
It was an unbelievably erotic sight. The entire dick glistened with fluid that seeped from its tip, and veins pulsed along the dick.
Jin-ha tightly closed his eyes. He had never seen such a thing. Such, such a thing…
“Jin-ha, touch me…”
After whispering this, when Jin-ha stiffened and couldn’t move, Riyekan began to rub his cheek against Jin-ha’s hand himself.
Good heavens.
What is this, this makes no sense.
Jin-ha tried to connect his disjointed thoughts but finally gave up.
“Jin-ha, Jin-ha…”
A desperate gaze looked up at him imploringly. Riyekan continued to move his hand on his dick without letting go, yet he seemed thirsty, as if something was missing. Riyekan’s dick was more swollen than before and trembling, but showed no signs of climaxing.
The way to stabilize pheromones is to ejaculate. That’s why he started rubbing himself immediately after getting permission. What was preventing him from reaching completion?
Jin-ha saw intense yearning in Riyekan’s gaze. He looked up at Jin-ha without blinking, repeatedly rubbing his cheek against Jin-ha’s palm. His dick throbbed and trembled. Low moans continued.
“Mmm…”
It felt like he would suffocate and die like this.
Jin-ha finally threw himself into the tide, onto a path he had never walked before.
“……”
At first, even moving his fingertips wasn’t easy. But when even the smallest movement, little different from trembling, made Riyekan raise his chin and press his body closer to Jin-ha as if expecting more, all the restraints binding his body seemed to release, and his movements became free.
Jin-ha gently brushed the man’s lips with his thumb. As if he had been waiting for this, the man caught Jin-ha’s finger between his lips and lightly bit it with the edge of his teeth.
Some courage pushed at Jin-ha’s back. Relying on it, Jin-ha brushed back the man’s disheveled hair and gently traced his tear-moistened eyes.
It didn’t take long after that.
After repeatedly caressing his head and moving down to stroke his smooth neck and firm back, Riyekan soon reached climax.
“Ah…!”
Finally reaching the peak of pleasure, Riyekan stared at Jin-ha without blinking as he ejaculated.
Jin-ha felt a chill run down the nape of his neck from the still thirsty, yearning gaze and hot breath. But before he could fully comprehend what that sensation meant, the man abruptly sat up.
“Ahh, I feel like I can live again…”
Riyekan muttered in a considerably more composed voice. As if the heat had subsided, his skin, which had been flushed red until just moments ago, had cooled to white, and his once hazy eyes had regained their usual arrogance and intellect.
When a cool breeze touched his thighs that had been hot before, Jin-ha was thrown back to reality. He jumped to his feet.
“I, I…”
Good heavens. What have I just done?
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
