As consciousness slowly awakened from its heaviness, Yeonwoo could hear the sound of gentle breathing. At first, not realizing it was his own breath, Yeonwoo slowly opened his eyes to the sound of raindrops falling with a pitter-patter.
Even after opening his eyes, Yeonwoo remained dazed with lingering drowsiness until he realized he was lying on the fully reclined passenger seat. As memories returned of traveling somewhere with Ho Munbeom, Yeonwoo startled and tried to rise.
That’s when a large hand reached out and pressed against his chest.
“Stay lying down.”
“……”
Yeonwoo’s eyes shifted sideways.
Following the arm pressing against his chest, he found him there. When Yeonwoo’s gaze met the alpha’s, who was sitting with his head resting against the slightly reclined seat looking down at him, Yeonwoo unconsciously let out a long breath. With this sound that seemed almost like relief, a faint wrinkle formed between Ho Munbeom’s brows. Then his large hand patted Yeonwoo’s chest. Almost like trying to lull a child back to sleep.
But with drowsiness already fading, Yeonwoo’s mind grew increasingly clear.
Still lying down, Yeonwoo hunched his shoulders at the sound of heavy raindrops battering the windows, making it impossible to see outside. Noticing this reaction, Ho Munbeom’s hand moved upward to rub Yeonwoo’s cheek where goosebumps had risen.
“Are you scared?”
“…No.”
Yeonwoo’s voice was husky as he answered.
It just felt unfamiliar. Yeonwoo didn’t particularly enjoy watching rain. Perhaps because of memories from his former home where water often leaked, or when mud from the mountain had slid down during the rainy season, nearly reaching the building. He could watch a light drizzle with curiosity, but this was different—rain pounding the solid car body with loud thuds.
It felt like being inside a large drum.
Lost in these thoughts, Yeonwoo turned back to Ho Munbeom when his cheek began to tickle. His hand was still touching Yeonwoo’s face. The long, thick fingers pressed against Yeonwoo’s cheek, then released, sometimes burrowing behind his ear and neck.
The touch was too persistent to be considered casual.
Though he had been pretending not to notice, it was becoming too difficult.
Yeonwoo turned his head toward the hand exploring the inside of his neck. Pressing his cheek against the back of the hand, the flesh compressed. Seeing Yeonwoo’s lips part slightly, Ho Munbeom remained still.
“……”
Holding his breath while gazing at him, Yeonwoo sensed the pheromones brushing his nose.
The heavy, intense pheromones, now seemingly familiar, made his chest rise and fall faster. After swallowing dryly several times like someone parched, Yeonwoo couldn’t hold back anymore and grabbed Ho Munbeom’s hand that was touching his face. He tried to get up, but Ho Munbeom was faster.
Coming over lightly, he placed his knees on either side of Yeonwoo’s waist and lowered his head. Cupping Yeonwoo’s face with one hand, he kissed the lips that had been nervously moving. After repeatedly touching and pulling away from the soft lips as if sucking them, he soon pressed deeply.
As a tongue pushed into his mouth, Yeonwoo grabbed the wrist of the hand holding his face. Just holding onto that thick, firm wrist gave him an indescribable sense of security.
The car was spacious, but too cramped for two people on one seat.
Nevertheless, Ho Munbeom and Yeonwoo’s lips remained connected as they undressed each other. While Yeonwoo’s hands playfully grasped and released the hem of his clothes, Ho Munbeom’s hands quickly removed Yeonwoo’s multiple layers. When removing the thin shirt worn last, static electricity caused Yeonwoo’s hair to rise slightly.
From the persistent kissing, Yeonwoo’s lips had already swollen plumply as he gasped for breath.
With his upper body now bare, his excited nipples stood erect. Seeing Yeonwoo hunch his shoulders as if cold, Ho Munbeom lowered his head again. His lips touched lightly then moved down along the neck. Pressing his lips firmly against the collarbone until his nose bridge flattened, he inhaled deeply. Yeonwoo released a little more of his pheromones.
After smelling Yeonwoo’s intensified pheromones, Ho Munbeom slowly closed and reopened his eyes. Then he removed his own shirt that Yeonwoo had only managed to fiddle with at the hem. The shirt, pulled over his head, was thrown onto the back seat.
Imagining Ho Munbeom’s smooth, muscular body even in the darkness, Yeonwoo swallowed dryly. Sensing this, Ho Munbeom, with his face buried in Yeonwoo’s neck, laughed. Yeonwoo then raised both arms to embrace his head.
The arms carefully cradling his head were thin. The skin where his face was buried was thin and soft. Ho Munbeom moved down toward Yeonwoo, who seemed small enough to embrace with just one arm.
Even while pressed together, he wanted to be even closer. He lowered his lips to various parts of Yeonwoo’s body, sucking and licking the delicate flesh, touching all over. When the pants were removed and underwear pulled down, the inside was dripping wet with fluid. Ho Munbeom caressed Yeonwoo’s wet hole with his fingertips.
Yeonwoo’s thighs tensed at the touch of fingers on his tightly puckered hole. He tried to close his legs, but with Ho Munbeom on top, it was impossible.
At Yeonwoo’s reaction of squirming and trying to avoid the fingers as soon as they touched his hole, Ho Munbeom exhaled a long breath. Then he pushed his middle finger into the wet opening. Yeonwoo gasped as the thick, firm finger penetrated, spreading the neatly tightened inner walls.
His wet eyes, wandering helplessly, slowly turned upward. Ho Munbeom, who had been intently watching Yeonwoo’s face, whispered softly as their gazes met.
“You’re wet here.”
Then he immediately pushed in a second finger.
As he’d said, the back was soaking wet. Thanks to the fluids that had flowed out enough to wet the underwear, two fingers entered smoothly. He inserted his fingers deep enough for his knuckles to touch and stimulated the end of the soft inner wall with his fingertips, causing a choked moan to escape.
With his eyes reddened, Yeonwoo bit his lower lip as if startled. At this reaction—still seemingly unaccustomed to moaning despite having intertwined bodies many times—Ho Munbeom’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“What you feel is deeper than here…”
Trailing off, he repeatedly inserted and withdrew his two fingers. Each time, the folds opened and eagerly sucked in the invading fingers. The sounds of wet flesh colliding grew louder as fluid collected inside flowed out.
Yeonwoo felt dizzy from the fingers probing his rear, the wet friction sounds near his ear, and Ho Munbeom’s intense scrutiny of his face. Though still learning how to handle such situations, his breathing grew increasingly rapid from the pleasure steadily building.
Hah, haak, occasionally swallowing moans that threatened to escape while scratching his throat, Yeonwoo panted. As his exhaled breath grew hotter, the increasingly desperate Yeonwoo grabbed Ho Munbeom’s shoulder instead of his wrist. As he hastily raised his head, Ho Munbeom lowered his.
When his lips touched Yeonwoo’s heated cheeks and eyes, he felt moisture. After licking the escaped tears with his tongue, his fingers moved increasingly faster.
“…!”
Tensing his lower abdomen, Yeonwoo twisted his waist.
At that moment, Ho Munbeom’s finger delved deeper. As soon as he carefully pushed in a third finger between the opening, Yeonwoo threw his head back and let out a thin moan. Ho Munbeom hardened his expression and kissed Yeonwoo again.
“…Mmph!”
Gasping for breath, Yeonwoo clung to his lips. Though it was suffocating with difficulty breathing properly, he didn’t want to push Ho Munbeom away. When he put his weight on Yeonwoo, who was desperately clinging to him, their skin touched. The skin was hot, and a rapid pulse of unknown origin could be felt.
At that moment, Ho Munbeom’s actions became urgent. Though he wanted to further caress the inner walls that were gripping his fingers, he could no longer hold back when Yeonwoo’s breath expelled into his mouth as their lips met.
When he withdrew his fingers after a few more rapid thrusts into Yeonwoo’s inner walls, sticky fluid clung in long strands. Yeonwoo’s trembling thighs shook as he moved his hips, making pained sounds through his sealed lips. Ho Munbeom smiled at this reaction, as if Yeonwoo regretted the loss of what had been filling him. Still with their lips pressed together, he exhaled a long “ha” and tilted his head to push his tongue into Yeonwoo’s small mouth.
Then he stroked his painfully erect dick a few times with his wet fingers and lowered his hips. Though difficult with one hand, he managed to put on the condom he had prepared, rolling it all the way to the base.
Ho Munbeom calculated the few remaining condoms, thinking he should buy them by the box next time. Meanwhile, he pressed his dick against the tightened hole. After playfully rubbing up and down the wet area, he suddenly applied force and pushed in.
“…!”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
