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His swaying, blurred vision became hazy. The sweat that had seeped out clung to the tips of his eyelashes before dropping with a plop. Today’s sex felt very different from the times before. It felt as warm and comforting as being submerged in warm water. His senses were heightened by the feeling of being leisurely poked and rubbed inside his wet stomach.
His memory was cut off moment by moment by the pleasure that seared through his mind. Even so, the feelings contained in this act were conveyed.
This person wants to treat me tenderly. That made him both happy and sad.
“Hmm.”
If Choi Mujin had done this earlier. Regret passed through him at the thought that something might have been different. When their eyes suddenly met, he smiled with rounded eyes. Though it wasn’t sex according to his preferences, he too seemed to feel fulfilling emotions with Haseo. He raised his hand and caressed the firm forearm braced beside him.
“Mujin-ssi.”
“…I’d like it if you called me hyung.”
After things went wrong, he had never once called him hyung. He had avoided intimate terms of address because of his hurt feelings.
“Hyung.”
Now he could call Choi Mujin hyung again.
“Ugh.”
He must have liked being called hyung. Choi Mujin’s expression changed subtly. Seeing him, Haseo exhaled deeply and called him again.
“Hyung. Mujin hyung.”
Choi Mujin approached as if he couldn’t hold back any longer and kissed Haseo. At first he pecked at his lips lightly like a bird, then soon gently licked his lips with his tongue. When he opened his mouth to match him, his tongue penetrated inside. Everything about Choi Mujin was big and long to match his large build. His tongue was the same. When he kissed thirstily, his tongue would fill his mouth and poke at the tender flesh inside.
“Hmph.”
Saliva glistened between his parted lips, and tongue intertwined with tongue. Choi Mujin’s impulses, which had been suppressed with tenderness until now, exploded. He scraped with his teeth and thrust his tongue deep, thoroughly exploring the tender flesh.
“Mmph, mmm.”
Haseo was also used to kissing, so breathing through his nose wasn’t difficult. But because Choi Mujin attacked so persistently, he forgot to breathe halfway through. When his breath was cut off and he dug his nails into the forearm he was holding, only then did he part his lips and give him time to pant.
“Hah, hah.”
As he breathed roughly, Choi Mujin attacked Haseo again. This time his lower half wasn’t still either. The cock that had been about halfway in began to penetrate endlessly inside. At the hot, hard cock pushing firmly inside, Haseo scratched down Choi Mujin’s arm.
“Huk. C-calm down.”
“It’s okay. It’s okay.”
Before he could finish saying to calm down, a familiar body scent penetrated his nostrils. Smelling that scent, he felt his violently beating heart calm down for a moment. It felt like he had finally returned to where he belonged after wandering for a long time. Though he hadn’t actually lived here that long.
‘How fickle people can be.’
Haseo giggled and laughed. He didn’t know how Choi Mujin interpreted that, but he stopped what he was doing.
“It’s okay.”
This time Haseo returned the same words to Choi Mujin. Only then did Choi Mujin smile again. When the cock that had been poking deep inside pulled out all at once, his body jolted violently.
“Huk!”
His vision went white from the pleasure that rushed over him like a shudder. Without hesitation, Choi Mujin thrust his cock back in with a thud and greedily devoured Haseo. Like he had really become a damn dog, he bit his nape, bit his chest, and bit his cheek.
“Hngh!”
When he bit his face, he was so startled he slapped his shoulder. He wasn’t even a real dog, what was he doing! In retaliation, he pulled his hand over and bit it hard, which made him laugh as if it felt good. He even pushed his hand in as if telling him to bite more.
“Bite harder.”
After hesitating, he clenched his teeth firmly.
“Like you’re going to tear it off.”
When he applied force accordingly, droplets of blood appeared on Choi Mujin’s hand.
“Kuh, that’s good.”
“Hmm. W-what’s good?”
“It feels like I’ve become yours.”
At the unexpected words, Haseo looked surprised. But he seemed to understand what Choi Mujin meant. The sheets on the bed were disheveled like waves from the rough movements.
Thud thud.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed wetly, and his body heated up without limit.
“Mmm, haah, ah, ahhh!”
He was pounded so violently that his body shook. When his body kept sliding up until it was about to touch the wall, Choi Mujin grabbed Haseo’s arms and pulled him. When he came to his senses, Haseo was straddling Choi Mujin’s body.
“This works.”
Coming up on top, perhaps because of the weight, it felt like the cock went even deeper inside. Afraid his stomach would be pierced through, he raised his knees to lift his body, but Choi Mujin grabbed his waist and made him sit back down. Haseo shuddered at the sharp pain and the pleasure that penetrated his body.
“Ugh, uuh.”
His eyes grew hot and tears dropped. But before he could even trace the falling teardrops, his body was shaking. At the sensation he was experiencing for the first time in his life, Haseo cried while spilling out pleasure. But it seemed Choi Mujin was still far from finished.
“I’ve been thinking since before. Is it boring?”
At the words he blurted out, Choi Mujin’s lips curved upward. He belatedly realized it was a slip of the tongue, but it was already too late. Haseo had to continue suffering until Choi Mujin spilled his semen into his stomach. As the hot sensation spread through his stomach, he slowly blinked his eyes, and there was a voice that reached his ear.
“One more time now.”
As he wondered what that meant, he belatedly furrowed his brow. But before he could say anything, the monstrous thing that had become erect again penetrated the tender flesh inside.
“Hahhh!”
The sex continued through what felt like an endlessly long night and didn’t end even when morning came.
Late afternoon, Haseo let out a moan and buried his head in the pillow. The bed in the room he originally used had become a mess, so they had moved rooms later. But even that room had become a mess, so now they were in another room he had never used before. Should he be thankful that the house was spacious?
“Ugh.”
His back, his back hurt. Haseo’s stamina was too small compared to Choi Mujin’s, so he absolutely couldn’t endure it.
“Should we go to the hospital?”
Choi Mujin, who had set down a bowl of porridge on the nightstand, asked.
“No. I don’t want to!”
What would he say was the cause of his back injury if he went there? He couldn’t tell the truth, and it would be strange to lie.
“Please bring some pain relief patches.”
“I brought them.”
Choi Mujin pulled back the blanket and applied pain relief patches to Haseo’s exposed back. And when he tried to slyly touch his buttocks, he blocked it with a back kick.
“Not there.”
When he spoke growling, Choi Mujin spread both hands and raised them as if surrendering.
“But if it’s swollen, we should at least apply medicine.”
“Even if we apply it, I’ll apply it myself.”
When he spoke firmly and decisively, he shrugged his shoulders as if he had no choice.
“The medicine is here. More than that, can you eat porridge?”
The feeling in his stomach right now was a mess. It still felt like something was inside, and it was hot. So hunger wasn’t prominent, but eating would be better if he wanted to get up quickly.
“Yes, I’ll eat.”
Haseo struggled to get up and sit on the bed. Choi Mujin set up a tray he had brought in front of Haseo and placed the porridge bowl and water cup on it. The side dishes were a strangely shaped rolled omelet, stir-fried kimchi, and soy sauce.
“I made it myself.”
It was amazing that he had the energy to cook after having sex all night like that. Haseo picked up the spoon with his trembling hand. Choi Mujin stared at that intently and was about to open his mouth, but immediately shook his head.
“I can eat by myself.”
“Okay.”
Fortunately, Choi Mujin didn’t insist on feeding him directly. He just stared intently at Haseo from beside him the entire time he ate the porridge. Sometimes he would raise his hand and then lower it again. In the past, he would have touched him regardless of what he was doing.
The porridge tasted ordinary. But after filling his stomach, he felt some energy returning.
“Hyung, did you eat?”
“Yeah, I ate.”
Really? Choi Mujin originally had a robust build, so it wouldn’t show even if he skipped a meal.
“Should I give you another bowl?”
“No, I’m full.”
“You don’t gain weight because you eat so little. You need to gain more weight.”
Choi Mujin said something a grandmother might say, then cleared away the porridge bowl and brought out snacks. There was grated apple made into porridge-like consistency and carefully prepared orange. It seemed there had been fruit in the house. But why was the apple in this form?
Looking at the apple porridge with puzzled eyes, Choi Mujin added an explanation.
“They say it’s good to eat grated apple when you’re sick.”
It seemed he had made and brought it based on something he had heard somewhere. Perhaps because the fruit was sweet, even though he was full, more went in. After eating like that, he felt sleepy again.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
