Blossoming (7)
His tongue now stirred inside my mouth with surprising skill. I wanted to ask what he meant by what he’d just said, but the sensation of our tongues intertwining softly made my mind go blank, unable to form any coherent thoughts.
In the narrow, cozy, warm space beneath the blanket, as we mingled our breaths together, my head felt completely dazed. My body went limp with the feeling of sinking deep into the ground. Or perhaps I was just excited about being so intimately connected with Sa Hae-geon. My heart was pounding so hard that my ears were ringing. Surely Sa Hae-geon could hear this thundering heartbeat.
In the past, I would have felt embarrassed, but now it didn’t bother me at all. Rather, I wanted Sa Hae-geon to know how fast my heart was beating. I wanted him to have some idea of how excited I was and how responsive I was to him.
Then perhaps Sa Hae-geon’s insecurities would be somewhat dispelled.
I turned my head, still entangling my tongue with his, then rolled halfway over to meet Sa Hae-geon’s gaze. When I encountered his eyes, glistening with excitement, I strangely felt my breath catch. At the same time, my mouth went completely dry. Every time I saw myself reflected in Sa Hae-geon’s pupils, every joint in my fingers tingled.
And then, Sa Hae-geon’s hand began to move. The hand that had been gripping the back of my head slid down my back stealthily until it reached my waist. His hand, moving slowly across my waist as if playing piano keys, gradually moved lower. Soon, his large hand firmly grasped my buttocks.
Though his hands had already touched even more embarrassing places this morning, that had been when we were both naked and in the bathroom. For whatever reason, the feeling now was entirely different from then. His hand kneaded my buttocks as if working dough, then slowly moved forward along my pelvis.
I hesitantly tried to lower my hands to block his touch, but before I could, Sa Hae-geon detached his lips from mine and pulled me deep into his embrace. Then he buried his face near my collarbone and let out a shallow sigh. His soft hair tickled my cheek, and his rough breath spilled over my collarbone.
As I froze, not knowing what to do, I heard Sa Hae-geon’s slightly cracked voice in my ear.
“Hyung.”
“…Y-yes.”
To my stammering response like an idiot, Sa Hae-geon pressed insistently.
“You’re really not anything with that Esper, right?”
“I… told you so.”
At my brief answer, Sa Hae-geon bared his teeth and lightly bit the skin near my collarbone.
“…Ouch.”
Seeing his almost petulant behavior, I finally had to explain in detail with sincerity.
“Look… we’re not close or intimate enough to use the word ‘relationship.’ I really only saw him a few times in the field. And that Esper you’re worried about, he just turned twenty this year. Hae-geon, do you think I’m some idiot who’d hit on a minor?”
Only then did Sa Hae-geon seem satisfied, or perhaps he realized there was no need to be jealous after hearing Woo Jae-dam’s age. With a face that seemed considerably less troubled, he kissed my cheek.
“Are you not mad at me anymore?”
“Hmm, I wonder.”
Sa Hae-geon responded ambiguously and lightly bit my cheek.
“Ouch. Are you going to keep biting me?”
“I’m still a little upset, I think.”
“…Hmph.”
“But I like you even when you’re like this, so that’s the problem.”
With that response, Sa Hae-geon pulled the back of my head again and captured my lips. His tongue eagerly parted my lips, and I responded by placing my hands on his firm chest.
The atmosphere felt like it wouldn’t be strange if we actually went all the way. And I felt like I would gladly respond. Maybe I was even hoping for it to happen.
Sa Hae-geon looked at me with eyes that seemed to hold moisture, then gently gripped my waist. His breathing gradually became rougher, and the hand that had been on my waist slowly moved toward my groin. The density of his breath intensified. Just as I was thinking that the air under the blanket felt sticky, Sa Hae-geon’s hand burrowed between my legs.
He didn’t use much force, but somehow I found myself slightly parting my legs as Sa Hae-geon wanted. Sa Hae-geon pressed his body against mine, subtly applying pressure to my front. With every movement we made, the blanket shifted, letting in the slightly cool air of the room.
At that moment, Cream seemed to have woken up, and we could hear her walking around the house, calling for us.
“Meeoooow!”
At the cry that sounded like a child looking for its mother, Sa Hae-geon and I exchanged glances and held our breath beneath the blanket. Even though we hadn’t done much yet, if Cream caught us like this, embarrassment would flood in like a tide. After a while, we heard Cream, who had been wandering around, vigorously scratching the scratcher we had placed next to the panoramic window in the living room.
After wrapping me tightly in the blanket, Sa Hae-geon got up, closed the door, and returned to the bed. I thought he was going to comfort Cream, but my guess was wrong.
“Why did you close the door?”
When I poked just my face out from under the blanket and asked, Sa Hae-geon kissed the bridge of my nose and replied.
“Because what comes next is not suitable for minors. We can’t show Cream.”
“…What?”
Sa Hae-geon, wearing a deep smile, slowly began to pull back the blanket, like unwrapping the packaging around a gift. The blanket that had been covering my body was gradually pushed aside. Though it wasn’t like this morning when I didn’t have a single thread on me, which made it less embarrassing, I still wasn’t used to this kind of situation, so I felt shy all the same.
Sa Hae-geon gazed at me with amused eyes, then took my hand and gently kissed the palm. Seeing Sa Hae-geon act so naturally, I couldn’t help but wonder.
“Hae-geon… how are you so skilled at this?”
I couldn’t believe he could be so relaxed when this must surely be his first time. Or had he practiced without my knowledge? While I was thinking about this and feeling tense, Sa Hae-geon’s lips moved ticklishly beneath my palm.
“I practiced because I didn’t want to be clumsy during important moments.”
“H-how did you practice?”
“While showering every day. I imagined doing this with you, over and over.”
“Image training, something like that?”
Sa Hae-geon’s voice was muffled beneath my palm as he answered yes. He nibbled on my palm while making strange comments.
“I didn’t used to feel this way, but lately when I look at you, my teeth itch.”
“…What?”
“Maybe I really am teething, like you said.”
Sa Hae-geon, who had been upset when I asked if he was teething, was now freely admitting it. I looked at him strangely and swallowed dryly. There was a tempest raging in his eyes, which resembled a deep, quiet sea. Meeting those eyes, I could no longer afford the luxury of conversing with Sa Hae-geon.
Before I could do anything, Sa Hae-geon removed my top and kissed my chest. The ticklish and cool sensation made my skin prickle with goosebumps. He casually performed the strange act of putting his tongue on my goosebump-covered skin.
“H-Hae-geon.”
Sa Hae-geon didn’t answer and buried his face in my chest. What business could he possibly have with a flat male chest that made him behave so strangely? The places his lips and tongue passed over were becoming wet with his saliva.
As I stared at Sa Hae-geon, wondering what on earth he was doing, I soon had to furrow my brow at the strange sensation I felt at the edge of my chest. Had Sa Hae-geon’s strange behavior paid off? I felt pleasure strong enough to make my body jerk when he tickled my nipple with his tongue.
Since this was a sensation I had never experienced before, I couldn’t help but let out an unguarded moan that was close to a gasp.
“Ah…!”
And simultaneously, Sa Hae-geon firmly embraced my upper body and gently bit my nipple.
“Hn, w-wait, mmph…!”
I urgently pushed at his head, which was occupying my chest, as the unfamiliar and overwhelming feeling made my waist arch. But far from being pushed away, Sa Hae-geon instead began to suck strongly on the nipple he had been biting. Why was he so persistent with the chest of someone of the same gender? Why would he treat a chest no different from his own in this way…? Before I knew it, I was gasping for breath from the continued stimulation.
Sa Hae-geon didn’t stop there but pinched and flicked my right chest with his fingers.
“Ngh, haah…! H-Hae-geon.”
The stubborn young man who had been moving only as he wished finally raised his head slightly at my call. He looked down at me with eyes that seemed to say, “Tell me what you want.” His previously white cheeks were now tinged with pink, and the area around his lips glistened with saliva. Noticing that I was blankly staring at various parts of his face, Sa Hae-geon licked his lower lip with his tongue and smiled beautifully.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
