Toward the End (14)
After returning home, Sa Hae-geon and I stood in the entrance, quietly gazing at each other before desperately exploring each other’s lips without any signal needed. We swallowed each other’s breath and body heat in a manner that could be described as voracious and messy. Since the weather was cold and our clothes were thick, Hae-geon’s hands were quite urgent in removing them one by one.
After several fumbling attempts, he succeeded in taking off my coat and knit sweater. I likewise peeled off the layers he was wearing. Soon, Hae-geon and I met each other’s gaze in a much lighter state, wearing only long-sleeved t-shirts and pants.
After a brief silence, I was the first to speak.
“Earlier, when you replied to my text.”
“Yes.”
“What did you write and then delete? I thought you were going to send something longer, but your reply was shorter than expected.”
He blinked at my question, then asked with a voice tinged with amusement.
“Are you curious?”
“Yes. I’m curious.”
Sa Hae-geon took my wrist and, heading toward the bedroom, quietly answered.
“I was going to tell you that I got hard because of your text, but I deleted it.”
…Good heavens. If Hae-geon had actually sent that reply, I would have surely sat there dazed, not knowing whether food was going down my throat or nose. Worrying if others might notice the change that had occurred in Hae-geon’s lower body.
I shook my head in disbelief as he seated me on the bed and smiled smugly at me.
To think that what he had been about to reply with such a blushing face was such a raw sentence. The more I thought about it, the more dizzying it felt. Hae-geon, who had crouched in front of me at some point, looked up at my constantly changing expressions with seemingly delighted eyes, then lifted his head to press his lips against my chin.
The spot where his lips had briefly touched and left tingled.
“Hyung.”
“…Yes.”
“The first time is difficult, but from the second time on, it’s easier, right?”
“Well…”
When I couldn’t answer and just mumbled, Hae-geon let out a small laugh.
“It’s the same for me. So the third time will be even easier.”
Whispering softly, Hae-geon stood up and fell into my arms. I couldn’t bear his weight and collapsed onto the bed. Hae-geon climbed on top of my body and stared at my face. His eyes were sparkling with anticipation, though I couldn’t tell what he was thinking.
“…What?”
When I asked curiously, Hae-geon, without answering, began removing my t-shirt. The white t-shirt came off easily as soon as his hands touched it. The air felt slightly cool against my exposed skin. When I belatedly tried to cover my chest by crossing my arms in an X, Hae-geon grabbed my wrists.
He finally spread my arms and scanned my face and body with eyes that seemed consumed by excitement and anticipation, then slowly lowered his body. Soon, Hae-geon’s lips landed near my collarbone. After lightly kissing that spot, he raised himself again and began taking off his clothes.
What was he trying to do? I felt uneasy because despite his expectant eyes, he wasn’t doing much. After quickly finishing undressing, Hae-geon revealed his large dick as if showing it off and climbed back on top of me.
Then, he placed his dick between my flat chest.
“What, what, what are you doing? What… what are you trying to do?”
When I stuttered in embarrassment, Hae-geon replied nonchalantly.
“Your body is soft.”
“…And so?”
“So I want to rub against it.”
“Ah, no… Wait, wait. I don’t have breasts, and besides, I don’t understand why you’re doing this…”
I tried hard to persuade him with a face flushed red from embarrassment and bewilderment, but Hae-geon wouldn’t budge. So this was what he had been anticipating? But I couldn’t understand at all. What pleasure could there be in rubbing between a flat chest…?
He was always difficult to understand, but today it was worse than usual. Despite my protests, he moved his hips slowly. The large dick placed between my flat chest moved back and forth, filling my vision.
The glans, thicker than a plum, dripped pre-cum. The visual stimulation was stronger than the subtle sensation felt on my chest. Facing his dick, which dripped pre-cum onto my skin with each movement like drooling, was unexpected and gave me a strange feeling.
How should I interpret this…? To make matters worse, Hae-geon’s cheeks were flushed red. Was he enjoying what he was doing? Looking at his deeply focused expression, my mouth felt dry. And somehow, my own dick was gradually becoming aroused.
When I frowned at him and his dick, Hae-geon bit his lower lip and grabbed my nipple with his right hand. He twisted my nipple while moving his hips.
“Ah, ugh…!”
Meanwhile, Hae-geon’s dick continued to leak pre-cum, leaving its trajectory on my body. As his stimulation of my nipple became more persistent, my breathing gradually became faster. After rubbing his dick on my chest for a while, he got up. His fully swollen dick lightly touched my chin.
The pre-cum that had smeared on my chin stretched out and then broke off. Watching this scene, Hae-geon’s pupils shook from side to side. Whether embarrassed or not, he blinked his eyes rapidly before belatedly apologizing.
“So… sorry. I’ll wipe it.”
“Huh? Ah, no. It’s okay.”
I lightly pushed away Hae-geon’s hand reaching toward my chin and sat up. As I spread my arms while making eye contact, Hae-geon naturally came into my embrace. He rested his forehead on my shoulder and let out a shallow sigh.
Soon, Hae-geon’s hand grasped my cheek. He lifted his head to meet my gaze, then kissed my forehead, nose, both cheeks, and lips in order. Like stamping an approval saying “Well done,” pressing his lips firmly. Then he came down to my collarbone again and fidgeted with it. When I trembled slightly from the ticklish feeling, I heard Hae-geon’s laughter.
“Hyung.”
“Yes…”
“I like you.”
“…Yes. Me too.”
Reciting the confession that had become a daily routine now, Hae-geon’s lips repeatedly landed on my skin.
* * *
“Mmm… ah!”
The bedroom was filled with wet sounds. An expensive bed said to be used in some royal palace rocked in sync with Sa Hae-geon and Chae Do-min’s movements. Chae Do-min’s face, trapped beneath Hae-geon, was stained with tears shed unknowingly from excessive excitement and sweat that had soaked through.
“Uh, ah! Ah, ugh… ah, ah!”
“Ha, kuh…”
Hae-geon, who had been thrusting his hips rapidly as if spurring himself on, soon ejaculated into the inner walls that had swallowed his dick, with a shallow sigh. This was Hae-geon’s second ejaculation. Chae Do-min’s situation was slightly different. Hae-geon looked down at Chae Do-min, who was letting out heated breaths beneath him, with loving eyes, then kissed his round forehead, damp with sweat.
Chae Do-min’s body, having ejaculated almost simultaneously with Hae-geon, shook irregularly. Chae Do-min, gasping for breath, wrapped his arms around Hae-geon’s neck. His chest felt tight and he was short of breath as if he had sprint at full speed. It felt like his breath would really catch in his throat.
Chae Do-min still couldn’t understand why he was the one feeling exhausted when Hae-geon was the one moving, but he liked this moment of sharing breaths while pressing bodies against each other with Hae-geon.
At that moment, Hae-geon, who had pulled his hips back, began shallow thrusting again.
“Uh, mmm… ah…”
As the pleasant spot was stimulated, satisfied moans escaped between Chae Do-min’s teeth. Chae Do-min groped beyond his tear-blurred vision and grabbed Hae-geon’s cheek, bringing his lips to his.
Chae Do-min’s lips were completely devoured by Hae-geon. As if they were candy, Hae-geon sucked on them intently while gradually changing his hip movements. His hips, which had been moving shallowly and quickly, soon seemed to dig into deeper places before thrusting forcefully enough to make an impact sound.
“Uh, mmm… mmm… ah…”
Faint moans squeezed through the gap of the lips that were being devoured by Hae-geon. The inside of his stomach felt ticklish from Hae-geon’s stirring. But that was only momentary. Hae-geon’s thick dick pleasantly scratched the places Chae Do-min felt itchy. Their lovemaking continued for a long time, with splashing sounds loud enough to make one’s ears feel numb.
Before Hae-geon could ejaculate for the third time, a transparent fluid that was close to water flowed from Chae Do-min’s dick. Hae-geon burst into laughter at the warmth he felt from beneath Chae Do-min’s stomach where their bodies were touching. By now, he couldn’t even distinguish whether Chae Do-min was smearing him with semen or something else.
After the intense lovemaking ended, the two, having finished bathing, lay on the bed and embraced each other with no gaps between them. Through the soft, relaxed atmosphere, Chae Do-min’s warm wavelength spread. When Hae-geon felt the wavelength that seemed to gently caress his body, he felt something welling up inside him.
He still couldn’t believe this was reality and not a dream, but even if it were a dream that would shatter upon waking, it was good enough. It was sufficient. Hae-geon tightened his arms around Chae Do-min and murmured.
“Even if it’s a dream that disappears when I open my eyes, that’s fine. Really.”
At Hae-geon’s words, Chae Do-min opened his eyes wide before patting the arm wrapped around his waist.
“It’s not a dream. How could it be a dream when we’re so vividly here together?”
Hearing the calm voice in his ear, Hae-geon blankly stared down at Chae Do-min before kissing his nape.
“Hae-geon, that tickles.”
Despite Chae Do-min’s grumbling, Hae-geon, as if acting spoiled, kept pressing his lips against his neck.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
