“Uh…”
But instead of the bottle cap coming off cleanly, it only scraped the skin of his palm.
“Give it here.”
If he had known Lee Haru was this weak, he would have just opened the bottle for him from the start. Clicking his tongue quietly, Yu Je-hyun snatched the bottle from Lee Haru’s hand and twisted the cap open without effort.
“Better if I feed you.”
He considered handing it back, but judging by how Lee Haru couldn’t even open the bottle, he’d probably spill everything before getting a sip.
Yu Je-hyun guided Lee Haru to the head of the bed and sat him upright. As he pulled Haru against his chest, the younger man leaned on him, completely limp.
The moment the bottle touched his lips, Lee Haru began drinking greedily. Worried he might choke, Yu Je-hyun pulled it away after just a few gulps.
“I’m still thirsty… I want more…”
Lee Haru’s head tilted toward the bottle instinctively. The lingering water in his mouth tasted sweet as honey.
“Slow down a little. You can even get sick from drinking water too fast.”
Soothing him gently, Yu Je-hyun let him drink the rest in small sips.
Only when the bottle was nearly empty did Lee Haru lean his head against Yu Je-hyun’s shoulder again.
Now that his thirst was quenched, he felt like he could finally breathe. Compared to earlier, his limbs had regained some strength.
Yu Je-hyun opened a lukewarm bottle of water for himself and drank the whole thing in one go—a stark contrast to how he’d rationed Haru’s sips.
“Want more water?”
“I’m okay.”
If he had said yes, Yu Je-hyun probably would’ve gotten up to fetch more without hesitation. But Lee Haru just wanted to stay like this, clinging to him.
The warmth of his body was like a human heater. After being overwhelmed by pleasure to the point of delirium, now that he’d regained some clarity, a dull ache spread through every inch of him.
His gaze naturally drifted down to his stomach. It was a mess—smeared with a shocking amount of cloudy white semen. He couldn’t even remember when he had come like that.
Then he remembered the cum still inside him. And suddenly, the position he was sitting in became all too obvious.
Even if he tried to clench, there was so much inside that it slowly leaked out.
His lashes trembled as he glanced down at the thick cock, still hard, bent downward under the pressure of his own weight.
He now understood just what kind of pleasure that monstrous thing—thicker than his own wrist—could stir when it stirred up his insides however it pleased.
I’m still sore, but…
Now that his throat wasn’t parched anymore, it seemed his desire was returning, too. Hesitantly, Lee Haru reached out and tapped the glans with his index finger—so different from his own.
Yu Je-hyun chuckled. The sound made both their bodies tremble. Since he didn’t seem to mind being touched, Haru boldly wrapped his hand around the head.
“…It’s huge.”
“You that fascinated by my cock?”
Instead of answering, Lee Haru nodded and gave it a gentle squeeze. It was almost grotesquely big, but the color was a vivid, almost bloody red.
He brushed his fingertips over the veins bulging along the shaft, then gently cupped the heavy balls that looked like they’d fill his mouth. Yu Je-hyun’s warm breath stirred the hair on his head.
“So, I can take this to mean you want to go again?”
Before he even finished the sentence, Yu Je-hyun had already laid Lee Haru flat on the bed and brushed his hair aside. Only then did Haru realize he’d provoked him too much.
The burning intensity in Yu Je-hyun’s eyes made him realize—he’d definitely made a mistake.
Before he could even think to make an excuse, Yu Je-hyun aligned the tip of his cock with Haru’s entrance and pressed in.
“Ugh…”
It wasn’t as painful as the first time, but the feeling of that thick shaft pushing between his legs was still overwhelmingly intense.
This time, Yu Je-hyun didn’t hold back. From the beginning, he moved fast. As Haru’s vision blurred, he reached out blindly.
The weight and heat of Yu Je-hyun’s body pressed down on him, comforting and sweet—just like the water that had eased his thirst.
“Even if you pass out, I’m not stopping. So brace yourself.”
Yu Je-hyun whispered into his ear, arms wrapped tightly around him. Haru lifted his head and kissed him.
It was as good as giving permission.
***
“Lee Haru, wake up.”
“Why…”
He had no idea when he’d passed out. He’d tried to brace himself like he was told, but he hadn’t expected Yu Je-hyun to actually keep going until he fainted.
His voice sounded so raw, he could barely believe it was his own.
Maybe it was because Yu Je-hyun was an S-rank Esper. Or maybe his sex drive was just inhuman. Either way, by the end, Haru’s lower stomach had bulged slightly from how much cum he’d been filled with.
Now he knew firsthand what it meant to be stuffed full.
Even as Yu Je-hyun called to him, his eyelids felt so heavy it was like someone had placed stones on them.
“Just open them for a second, then you can close them again.”
But Yu Je-hyun, relentless as ever, gently coaxed him. Haru finally gave in and cracked his eyes open, just a sliver.
Yu Je-hyun pressed a kiss to Lee Haru’s swollen eyelids, the sound soft and clear, then pointed with his fingertip.
“Look over there. The fireworks are about to start.”
Lee Haru followed the direction he pointed, but nothing had appeared in the sky yet.
The air brushing his face felt strangely fresh. That was when he realized he was wrapped in a blanket, nestled in Yu Je-hyun’s arms out on the balcony.
Unlike him, Yu Je-hyun was bare-chested. Thankfully, he’d at least pulled on some pants, but Haru himself was completely naked beneath the blanket.
He glanced around. Fortunately, there were no other balconies visible on their floor.
It was nighttime, so even if someone was around, they probably couldn’t see clearly—but still, the idea of being spotted like this after sex made his face burn with embarrassment.
“Why are you looking over there? I told you to look here.”
A warm hand gently cupped his chin. Guided by Yu Je-hyun, Haru turned his eyes toward the dark sky. Seeing that, Yu Je-hyun smiled softly.
After Haru had passed out, Yu Je-hyun—reluctantly setting aside his desire for more—had carefully washed him.
Scooping out the semen still inside had been especially difficult to do without regret, but he cleaned him thoroughly, knowing Haru could get an upset stomach otherwise.
Holding Haru as he slept made it impossible to fall asleep himself. The soft, steady rhythm of his breathing was so peaceful, he couldn’t stop listening.
Even his puffed-up eyes looked cute the more he stared.
As he admired Haru’s sleeping face, he’d thought it might be nice to take him on a drive the next morning. When he opened his phone, it was by pure chance that he discovered a large fireworks festival happening nearby. It explained why this room had been much pricier than usual.
Looking further, he learned that the event was a gesture from the current administration—meant to lift public morale after a string of troubling national incidents.
The sponsor? A conglomerate chaired by none other than Kang Min’s father.
It was fitting. Since it was the day they’d had sex for the first time, Yu Je-hyun had wanted to do something special for Haru anyway.
He hadn’t planned this, but their terrace turned out to be the perfect spot for a private view.
He felt a little guilty waking Haru, but he figured he’d love the fireworks—and afterward, he could hold him until he fell asleep again.
“When exactly…”
Haru had begun to ask when the fireworks would start, but his lips stopped moving.
Before he could finish, the sky exploded in color with a loud boom, pop. Fireworks lit up the night in vivid bursts against the black canvas above.
“Wow…”
The breathless awe slipped out without thinking. It was the first time he’d ever seen fireworks in person.
They’d had fireworks festivals back in his original world, but life had always been too busy to make time for things like that.
Watching them on a screen and seeing them with his own eyes were worlds apart.
Even from this distance, he could feel the heat of the fireworks washing over him.
Yu Je-hyun wasn’t watching the fireworks at all—he was too absorbed in Lee Haru’s face, watching his expressions shift with every new burst of light.
Just seeing the reflections dance in Haru’s eyes was enough to fill him with joy.
Whether Yu Je-hyun was watching or not, Lee Haru couldn’t tear his eyes away from the kaleidoscopic sky until the very end.
Only when the final firework bloomed and faded did he finally turn to look at Yu Je-hyun.
“Thank you so much for waking me. This was my first time seeing fireworks up close. I always wanted to watch them someday with someone I love… and tonight, I did.”
In other words, the one he loved—was him. He had already heard Haru confess once, but hearing it again still made his heart swell.
Smiling tenderly, Yu Je-hyun leaned in and kissed Haru.
“I’ll show you again next time. I’ll rent out an entire island.”
“Really?”
The scale of it was surreal—but knowing Yu Je-hyun, it wasn’t an empty promise. Just imagining fireworks lighting up the sky above a private island, just for the two of them, made Haru’s heart race.
And knowing that day wasn’t far off, Haru pressed his lips firmly to Yu Je-hyun’s in return.
What started as a gentle kiss soon deepened again and again.
The blanket slipped from his shoulders unnoticed as Haru melted into Yu Je-hyun’s breath, taking in every exhale.
The rough, intense moments had been incredible—but this, he realized, was what truly undid him. Soft kisses were his greatest weakness.
[End of Side Story 1]
