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Doun lay face down with his forehead pressed against the bed he usually slept on and thought.
‘Is it okay for me to be like this?’
The first day of dating Samin. He hadn’t expected to end up lying in such a lewd position.
“Ugh, nghh…”
Moreover, moans that made him blush just hearing them leaked out shamelessly. Samin, who had said they couldn’t have sex because there were no supplies, asked if the face-down position would be okay when Doun couldn’t quite meet his eyes.
‘This position is disappointing because I can’t see hyung’s face, but if hyung is comfortable, he’ll feel better, and that would be good for me too.’
When he said that in a voice lowered with excitement, it sent shivers down his spine. Even though it was clearly a consideration-filled statement, it strangely turned him on.
Doun hesitated before lying face down, and this was the result.
Samin had inserted his cock between Doun’s thighs and was thrusting his hips. Every time their cocks, slick with the semen they had both released, rubbed against each other, it sent electric shocks to the top of his head. It was amazing that it was sufficiently stimulating and exciting without having to force his cock into a cramped space and shake it.
“Samin, hah… It’s rubbing too much, haah, ugh…”
“Does it hurt? Hm? Huu, should I stop?”
When his fist gripping the blanket trembled, Samin overlapped his upper body over Doun’s back. When he gently bit his reddened earlobe, Doun shook his head vigorously.
“Do you want me to stop now? Baby?”
“Eek, yeah, baby, calling me baby…”
“Since hyung won’t answer me, I don’t know what I should do. Down there is still standing up like this.”
When Samin moved his hips slowly, Doun’s cock, which had become erect again after releasing, twitched.
“My thighs, hah, they sting…”
“Does it hurt a lot?”
“Not a lot, just a little…”
The inner thighs that had been rubbed raw did sting, but actually the dull pleasure that had spread to his thighs was greater. He had long given up trying to estimate how long they had been pressed together like this down below.
He had planned to figure out how to use the skill and research combination skills when dawn broke, since they were the first in the world to obtain a movement skill. At this rate, it seemed like a day would pass by the time he woke up.
“We need to practice our skills tomorrow too, so haah, let’s wash up and sleep after we come together this time.”
“Yeah, quickly… Ah, huk…”
Doun swayed his hips along with the increasingly fast hip movements. Even though the synchronization looked utterly clumsy, the effect was excellent. Samin gritted his teeth and ejaculated inside Doun’s thighs. Doun also tightened his lower abdomen at the stimulation transmitted through the friction of their sticky cocks and let his semen flow out.
Samin, who had been lightly moving his semen-covered cock back and forth between Doun’s trembling thighs while feeling the afterglow of ejaculation, exhaled and pulled his body back. Looking at the white thighs made sticky with the semen he had released, satisfaction bloomed.
“Ah, our hyung is pretty.”
Samin kissed Doun’s buttocks as he caught his breath with his hips raised. Then Doun, startled, rolled to the edge of the bed and escaped.
“You, you’re crazy?”
“Why? We’ll have to do worse things later. Are you surprised just because I kissed your butt?”
“No, you said let’s stop but then you kiss there…!”
“Would I really suggest doing it with hyung without even a condom? I may live thoughtlessly, but not to that extent.”
Samin chuckled and pulled Doun, who had escaped to the edge of the bed, back to him.
“I think I keep my promises with hyung better than expected. Don’t you trust me?”
“It’s not that I don’t trust you, I was just surprised.”
Doun muttered while quietly nestled half in Samin’s arms.
“Yeah. Sorry for surprising you. I just did it because you were so pretty. Come on, let’s go wash up now, baby.”
Samin lightly kissed Doun’s cheek and lifted him up. Perhaps because he had been carried once when they came from the living room to the bedroom, Doun only flinched briefly and didn’t struggle or scold Samin. Instead, he reached out and wrapped his arms around Samin’s neck.
“But why have you been sneakily calling me baby since earlier?”
“Hm? You said before that when we started dating, we’d seriously discuss it then, but you didn’t say no. Why? Do you hate being called baby?”
Samin asked as he set Doun down in the bathroom attached to the bedroom. Then Doun, standing on both feet, avoided eye contact and ran water in the bathtub.
“I don’t hate it, but it sounds… strange.”
While the bathtub filled with water, Doun pondered which scent to take out from the bath salt gift set Hong Chan had given him. Samin approached beside him and leaned down.
“Then should I call you honey?”
“We’re not married. What the hell honey?”
“Hmm, then Woonie? More cutely, Woonie-woonie, how about that?”
“I’m still your hyung though, why are you being so rude!”
Doun glared at Samin with wide eyes. Just moments ago he had been sweetly crying beneath him, and now he was acting like a stern elder emphasizing the age difference again. Samin pouted and grumbled.
“Now we’re dating, right? I can call you by a pet name. Is the age difference that important?”
“It’s important. Just call me hyung like you’ve been doing.”
As expected, it doesn’t work yet. Samin immediately nodded. Actually, the title didn’t really matter. If he kept sneakily calling him baby or honey, Doun might get used to it someday, so he decided not to be impatient now.
“Yes. Hyung.”
“That’s right.”
Doun smiled with satisfaction, and Samin smiled back while looking at him.
* * *
After washing their sticky bodies in the bathroom, Doun came out and changed the messy sheets with Samin. Samin insisted he would do it all himself, but after enjoying it together, not lifting a finger felt wrong to his conscience.
After putting the pants and underwear that had been neglected in the living room for quite a while into the laundry room, fatigue hit him. When they returned to the bedroom, Samin, who was lying on the bed, lifted the blanket to make space for him to lie down.
“Hyung. Hurry and lie down here. I warmed up the bed for you.”
“It’s already hot, why would you warm up the bed?”
“The air conditioner is on, so what does it matter? And if the bed is cold, you might get a stomachache.”
Even though he was an S-class hunter, there was no way he’d get a stomachache just from having a cold stomach. It was an absurd sophistry, but instead of scolding him, Doun obediently lay down where Samin told him to.
Having already taken off their bottoms and done lewd things, lying side by side fully clothed was nothing now. When Doun lay down, Samin covered him with the blanket and chattered.
“How is it? It’s warm, right?”
“I can’t really tell.”
“If you can’t tell, should I hug you? I’ll properly show you what warm means?”
“You could just say you want to cuddle and sleep, why do you have to say such weird things?”
“I was worried hyung might be uncomfortable with too direct expressions of affection? Should I just speak openly from now on?”
When Samin asked with a bright smile, Doun narrowed his eyes. He was worried about what kind of embarrassing and outrageous flattery he might hear if he told him to speak openly.
“Speak openly in moderation.”
“Hmm, you’re boldly making a very difficult request.”
Samin chuckled and hugged Doun tightly. He expected to be pushed away with a “stop being ridiculous,” but Doun just shifted slightly and stayed obediently in his embrace.
“Hyung.”
“What?”
“Honestly, I feel like I’m dreaming right now.”
“After doing all those lewd things, now you say that?”
“No, earlier I was just thinking that even if it was a dream, I should at least fulfill my selfish desires.”
“…Really.”
Doun snorted and slightly hugged Samin back. After admitting he liked Samin, he had decided to express it as much as possible, so he felt he should try to act on it. It would be at the level of initiating skinship like this or occasionally saying he liked him.
“Why are you hugging me? It makes me more confused about whether it’s a dream or not.”
Samin muttered in a tone of disbelief while hugging back when Doun embraced him. Because the person who was always busy pushing him away and recoiling was suddenly acting like this, he was really starting to think he might be fantasizing or that it might be a dream when he woke up.
“Then I can’t hit my weird boyfriend to make him come to his senses.”
At Doun’s chuckling words, Samin was left speechless and let out a sigh that was either admiration or lament.
“No… Wow, hyung… Really, wow…”
“What about me?”
“Never say things like that to anyone else. Got it? Only say them in front of me. I’m already anxious because there are so many people who like you, and if you act like this with others too, it’ll be a disaster.”
“What nonsense are you talking about again…”
“Answer quickly. Only say things like that in front of me. Unless you want to see your boyfriend’s heart burst and die.”
Samin hugged Doun tightly so he couldn’t escape anywhere. When he urged for an answer, Doun, who was suffocating, finally struggled and said he understood.
“I got it. I got it, so let’s sleep, please.”
“Hehe. Keep your promise, hyung. Sleep well. Have good dreams.”
“Yeah. You sleep well too.”
“Yes.”
Samin slowly patted his back, hoping Doun would sleep comfortably. Doun, who was tired and had tossed and turned a few times, closed his heavy eyelids and thought.
‘I thought the bed was big, but somehow this feels just right.’
He slowly fell asleep using Samin’s loudly beating heart as a lullaby. Every time he breathed in, it smelled warm and happy.
Author: Hyacinthus B
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