Touched by Fingertips (10)
When I actually stepped into the bathroom, Sa Hae-geon looked down at me with a somewhat strange expression and firmly grasped the doorframe. At a glance, I could see the veins on the back of his hand were prominently bulging.
Could he possibly be nervous? Even so, this was completely opposite to how aggressively he had acted yesterday…
Anyway, it just looked cute to me, and I found myself laughing involuntarily.
“Can we skip bathing in the tub today?”
“We don’t have time. We need to get ready and leave quickly.”
At my playful question, Sa Hae-geon answered quietly and entered the shower stall first. Still fully clothed, as if trying to escape from me. Acting like this when neither of us was going to eat the other.
“Aren’t you going to take off your clothes?”
“…I will.”
Sa Hae-geon creakily removed his clothes like a wooden puppet, put them in the basket outside the bathroom, and then returned to the shower stall, covering his groin with his large hand. Even when I undressed and approached him, Sa Hae-geon absolutely refused to look at me. More precisely, he stood directly in front of the faucet with his back to me.
I could clearly see his greatly expanded ribcage rising and falling with each breath. As I took in that sight, my mouth somehow felt parched.
“Why… are you standing like that? You said we need to get ready and leave quickly.”
“…Yes. We should shower.”
Sa Hae-geon, who responded in a low, husky voice, soon turned on the shower faucet. As hot water poured down from above, Sa Hae-geon slightly stepped aside. The warm water fell onto my body. My eyes closed involuntarily at the warmth pleasantly enveloping my entire body.
Despite having a nightmare about becoming ingredients in a kimbap roll, this morning felt exceptionally refreshing. When I squeezed out some shampoo after thoroughly wetting my hair, I noticed Sa Hae-geon’s face looked somewhat stiff. It also seemed to have a slightly reddish tint.
‘Is the water temperature too high?’
Since he was originally someone with a cool body temperature, it was highly possible he felt uncomfortable at this temperature.
“Is it hot? Should I lower the temperature?”
“No, it’s fine. Just set it for yourself. I’m fine with any temperature.”
While his tone was normal, his voice was strangely cracked. And contrary to his answer, he was avoiding my gaze.
Why is he acting like this? Isn’t the day after starting to date supposed to have an even better atmosphere? Or did I unknowingly make some mistake with Sa Hae-geon?
Without that, I couldn’t understand Sa Hae-geon’s tone or behavior. Even after pondering for a long time while washing my hair, nothing specific came to mind. It seemed better to ask Sa Hae-geon directly.
What’s the point of racking my brain alone? It doesn’t make sense not to be able to ask such things in a relationship. I should ask about anything I can find out by asking.
Thinking this way, I was about to rinse my hair when I noticed Sa Hae-geon glancing at me from the side. I deliberately asked playfully, trying to break the strangely stiff atmosphere.
“Hae-geon, should I wash your hair for you?”
Perhaps surprised by my sudden question, Sa Hae-geon looked at me with wide eyes. But only briefly. He soon shook his head, indicating refusal.
I actually hadn’t expected to be rejected, so I felt a bit awkward and disappointed. Still, trying not to show it, I was about to rinse my hair when Sa Hae-geon’s hand covered my head. He then began rinsing my hair, which was full of foam.
So shaking his head meant he wanted to wash my hair instead. Goosebumps rose along my spine at his gentle yet ticklish touch. It had been so long since someone touched my hair that it felt a bit strange.
And perhaps because of that, I kept tensing up down below. The same seemed true for Sa Hae-geon, as something hot and blunt from behind kept poking the small of my back. My mouth felt increasingly dry, and I kept focusing on the unfamiliar sensation at my waist.
At that moment, Sa Hae-geon’s hand reached from behind and turned off the faucet. The sound of water that had filled the shower stall stopped, and only the sporadic sound of water droplets echoed. An awkward silence followed. As I stared at my feet, swallowing dryly, Sa Hae-geon suddenly embraced me.
When our bare skin touched, I unconsciously clenched my fists. I could feel all too clearly how firm Sa Hae-geon’s body was.
I tried to move slightly to separate from him, but at that moment, Sa Hae-geon buried his lips against my shoulder and asked:
“Are you trying to run away again?”
“…”
“I told you I wouldn’t eat you.”
Undeniable heat leaked from his slightly cracked voice. I had no particular thoughts when entering the bathroom, but suddenly felt a sense of crisis. I could no longer feel reassured by his words about not eating me.
Even amid this, Sa Hae-geon continued speaking with his lips pressed against my shoulder.
“Hyung.”
“…Yes.”
“Your body keeps twitching.”
“That’s… because it tickles when you keep pressing your lips against my shoulder while talking…”
Then Sa Hae-geon laughed softly. His laughter echoed in the shower stall.
“Hyung, you seem to be standing.”
Apparently, Sa Hae-geon had discovered the physiological reaction in my lower body that I had been trying to ignore. It was unbearably embarrassing. I checked between my legs with a suppressed sigh. As Sa Hae-geon said, my dick was erect.
The clearly different size compared to Sa Hae-geon’s from yesterday made me feel even more ashamed. Just as I was trying to cover my dick with my hand, pretending it was nothing, Sa Hae-geon’s hand caught mine.
Then, after kissing my shoulder, his lips began to slowly climb up my neck. My heart raced at that ticklish and unfamiliar sensation.
Sa Hae-geon’s lips stopped exactly below my ear. I could hear him regulating his breathing from an excessively close distance. His hot breath stimulated my earlobe.
I couldn’t even breathe properly due to the tension. Perhaps noticing my state, Sa Hae-geon laughed softly again. His hand, which had been holding the back of my hand, began to move. Somehow it seemed to be heading toward my groin, so I hurriedly spoke.
“H-Hae-geon.”
“Yes.”
“…You were avoiding me earlier.”
“Me? …Ah.”
“Why did you do that?”
Sa Hae-geon’s hand, which had seemed to hesitate momentarily, finally grasped my dick. When the unfamiliar touch met my dick, I felt an indescribably embarrassing sensation.
“Ah…”
“Because I was afraid I might do this.”
“W-what?”
“I was worried I might do this to you. But now it doesn’t matter.”
Sa Hae-geon said this while carefully fondling my dick. As Sa Hae-geon’s touch continued, I could feel my dick becoming increasingly firm. And not just mine—Sa Hae-geon’s dick, pressing against my waist, was also becoming more distinct in shape.
The prefluid that leaked from the tip filled the quiet shower stall with squelching sounds.
“Ngh… H-Hae-geon.”
“Yes.”
“Why do you, hng… keep touching… there.”
Instead of answering, Sa Hae-geon bit my earlobe.
“Ah…!”
His touch, which had initially been just careful fondling, gradually began to knead my dick, and at some point, started stroking the dick. Even though we were dating, wasn’t this moving too fast? However, at some point, I lost the composure to even think such thoughts, and leaning halfway against Sa Hae-geon, I was busy suppressing the moans that erupted.
“Ugh, hng…”
I bit my lower lip, desperately holding back the urge to climax rising from below. The thought that I couldn’t show such an unsightly appearance to Sa Hae-geon barely held my reason together.
But with his large hand stroking the dick with strong force, not to mention his thumb playing with the urethral opening, my desperate resistance lasted only a moment. Sa Hae-geon’s touch was excessively skillful. I had no choice but to surrender to the excitement and orgasmic sensation filling my brain.
“Ah, hgh, ngh…!”
Through my tear-blurred vision, I could see the white fluid shooting toward the wall. I nearly collapsed, gasping for breath, but Sa Hae-geon’s firm arm held my body tight. When I caught my breath and looked up, Sa Hae-geon’s face was rigid.
Seeing that expression was like being doused with cold water. Was there a problem? Was Sa Hae-geon… because I showed such an embarrassing side? My heart pounded fiercely, but for a different reason than before.
“…What’s wrong?”
At my cautious question, Sa Hae-geon buried his lips in my shoulder again and answered.
“I can’t hold back anymore, hyung…”
I reached back with my hand to check Sa Hae-geon’s dick pressing against my waist. The entire dick was wet with leaked prefluid.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
