Under normal circumstances, this wouldn’t have happened. If it were any other time, Alexander would’ve backed off the moment Yeon Yiseo hesitated. But during sex, he was a little different—more playful, even mischievous. And in the end, Yeon Yiseo had no choice but to follow his lead.
With his body burning in desire, he couldn’t possibly refuse the offer. He craved that overwhelming pleasure again, and he wanted it now.
“……Ah, Alex.”
Yeon Yiseo barely managed to move his slackened tongue to say Alex. As the word left his lips, Alexander’s mouth fell open slightly. His pupils, nestled in those striking blue eyes, dilated wide.
“Alex, don’t tease. Please move—mm……! Aah, ah!”
“…Ha, haha. As much as you want. I’ll keep going until you’re completely satisfied.”
“Haah, ah, …aaah, t-too fast—mm…!”
Alexander took Yeon Yiseo’s erect nipple into his mouth. His plush tongue traced slow circles around the areola before he bit down gently on the peak. It was impossible to stay still—Yeon Yiseo’s hips bucked reflexively. When Alexander’s coarse pubic hair brushed against his soft, sensitive skin, it prickled a little, but even that felt good.
Yeon Yiseo’s body responded openly, helpless against the intense stimulation. Slick gushed out in waves, and their joined bodies echoed with obscene wet slapping sounds. Each time Alexander drove in, the flood of slick splashed up to Yeon Yiseo’s thighs, soaking the sheets like someone had poured lube all over him.
After so much licking and nibbling, his nipple began to sting slightly. Based on past experience, he knew it would probably be sore for days. So Yeon Yiseo cupped Alexander’s cheeks and lifted his face.
“Not there—it, it hurts.”
“…Hoo, does it now?”
“Yes. Last time it rubbed against my shirt, and—mm…!”
Before he could finish, Alexander kissed him again.
“But you like it.”
“……Ngh… mmn…!”
Alexander twisted Yeon Yiseo’s nipple between his fingers, sending a sharp jolt through him. A sweet, involuntary moan escaped, and his inner walls clamped down tightly around Alexander’s cock. He’d said it hurt, said it was a problem—and now this was how his body reacted. What could Alexander possibly be thinking?
Each deep thrust felt greedy, like he was trying to reach all the way into Yeon Yiseo’s colon. His breath caught with each slam. Yeon Yiseo tried to brace himself by wrapping his arms around Alexander’s broad back, but it was no use.
When a finger brushed lightly against his nipple, it sent a pulse of ache deep inside him, and he bit his lip without realizing it. He opened his mouth to apologize, but Alexander beat him to it.
“Sorry. I’ll be careful. Don’t get mad, okay?”
“I’m not—ah…! Ngh, I’m not mad—mm, ahh…!”
“Then I’m glad. Haa… mm.”
Alexander whispered with a smile, his breath hot against Yeon Yiseo’s ear. He pulled in Yeon Yiseo’s earlobe, licking and swirling his tongue over the soft flesh. The steadily mounting stimulation shot past its limit. It felt like his brain was boiling—like water bubbling inside a pot.
Slick never stopped pouring out, coating his inner walls and Alexander’s cock. The tight heat inside him grew so hot, it felt like it might burn.
“Ah, I’m… I think I’m close… mm, hngh! Aah, ah!”
Just like a firework exploding from the center of his body, pleasure shot through Yeon Yiseo from his core to his fingertips. His head tilted back involuntarily, his jaw trembling. Cum spurted from his cock, splattering across his chest and stomach.
“…Haa…”
Alexander’s cock hit deep, seated fully inside. Yeon Yiseo could feel his muscles tense up—proof that Alexander had reached his climax as well. He panted as he pressed kisses to Yeon Yiseo’s body—everywhere he could reach.
“……Mm, ngh… Haa, hngh…”
As Alexander slowly moved his hips again, a soft, aching moan escaped from Yeon Yiseo. His inner walls, still hypersensitive from climax, trembled with every little touch.
Alexander kissed his shoulders, collarbones, neck, cheeks—and peppered a few delicate, fluttering kisses across his lips. He didn’t stop there. He moved on to his nose, then his forehead. Each kiss, gentle and unhurried, made Yeon Yiseo feel like he was floating on clouds, wrapped in warmth and contentment.
Wanting to share that feeling, Yeon Yiseo pressed a kiss to Alexander’s cheek. Alexander smiled softly, clearly pleased.
They stayed like that, tightly entwined, until their flushed skin began to cool. The weight of Alexander’s body resting solidly against him brought a deep, satisfying comfort. Their breathing, which had been ragged, gradually synced and slowed together. As the heat subsided, they could feel each other’s warmth even more clearly.
Alexander gave Yeon Yiseo one more kiss before pulling out. The thick cock that had filled him so completely slid out slowly, and Yeon Yiseo let out a low, lingering moan.
The condom was full—evidence of Alexander’s climax. He tied it off and tossed it in the trash. Watching that simple sequence felt weirdly embarrassing to Yeon Yiseo. As the thought crossed his mind, he heard the rip of a foil wrapper. Alexander was putting on a new condom.
“……Why…?”
There was only one reason to put on another condom—but Yeon Yiseo still asked, dazed. Alexander, smiling at him like he was adorable, climbed back onto the bed.
“What do you think?”
“But tomorrow’s a weekday. I—I have to go to work…”
Alexander leaned in and pressed a light kiss to his lips.
“I won’t go so hard that you can’t function tomorrow.”
His gentle reassurance made Yeon Yiseo look at him quietly.
Truthfully, he was tempted by that twitching cock. He’d just climaxed, but the lingering heat in his belly throbbed, making him crave more. His entrance twitched—hungry for that thick girth to fill him again.
And Alexander’s cock hadn’t gone down at all. If anything, it looked even more defined now, veins bulging as it twitched in anticipation. Yeon Yiseo couldn’t take his eyes off it. It was hard to believe that thing had just been inside him.
“Yeon Yiseo.”
“…Yes?”
“If you stare at it like that, it gets a little embarrassing.”
“Ah—s-sorry, I’m sorry.”
Yeon Yiseo flailed slightly in embarrassment, realizing even Alexander had noticed how openly he was staring. But Alexander seemed amused, not bothered. He leaned in and gave Yeon Yiseo a small kiss.
“Should I stop, then?”
As he rubbed the tip of his cock against Yeon Yiseo’s entrance, he asked quietly. Yeon Yiseo couldn’t respond right away.
If he said stop, Alexander would respect that—no question.
But his entrance twitched, practically begging to be filled again. His body was already heating up with anticipation. He thought about how much he wanted Alexander to push in right now. Then he realized—it was cowardly not to own that desire.
“Then… let me get on top.”
Yeon Yiseo pushed at Alexander’s chest, who let himself be guided back down onto the bed. He climbed on top of Alexander. Alexander’s eyes widened in surprise at the sudden shift in attitude—it was kind of cute.
The view from above felt a little strange. Being able to see everything so clearly made it slightly awkward, but also strangely thrilling. Alexander seemed to pick up on Yeon Yiseo’s mood.
“You sure you can handle it?”
Alexander’s hand caressed his thigh. The rough, warm texture of his large palm made Yeon Yiseo sigh softly. He nodded and reached down to guide Alexander’s cock to his entrance.
The thick shaft twitched with his movements, and Yeon Yiseo’s face flushed with heat. It was clear just how aroused he was—far too clear, and that made it all the more embarrassing.
He wasn’t sure how much he could take, but he had to try. If he was on top, he could control the depth and pace. If it got to be too much, he could stop before it overwhelmed him. That meant he had a better shot at being functional tomorrow.
Lining himself up, he slowly lowered his hips. His soft, loosened entrance spread open and welcomed Alexander’s cock.
“…Ah… mmn…”
A low moan escaped as the head slipped in. Just that part made him feel like his insides were being pushed up. He’d only just passed the thickest portion and took a moment to catch his breath. But the overwhelming sensation made it feel like there was no end to how deep it could go. He could feel every bump, every vein of the shaft sliding inside. His hands gripped Alexander’s shoulders tight.
“You don’t have to push yourself. I can take over.”
“No, I’ll do it. …Does it feel good for you?”
He worried that the slow pace might be frustrating. Alexander raised a brow, his lips curling into a smirk.
“So much that I can’t believe you’re asking.”
“Then… mm, ngh, I’m glad.”
As more of Alexander slid inside, Yeon Yiseo’s stomach felt tight, almost bloated. He paused, then sank down further—bit by bit. He hadn’t expected inserting it himself to be this difficult. But controlling the depth and speed really was a big advantage.
He found it fascinating how Alexander reacted with small gasps to each little squeeze. So this is what it feels like to lead, he thought.
