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“Don’t apologize. I want you to lean on me when you’re having a hard time.”
Sehun rubbed his cheek against the crown of Jian’s head and whispered in a gentle voice. The past that had already gone by couldn’t be changed.
Unless one was a god, turning back time was impossible.
Just as he had painful memories, Jian had his own painful wounds. Seeing him struggle made Sehun’s heart ache so much that he wished he could feel the pain instead.
All he could do now was hold Jian in his arms and share his warmth. All these were exactly what Jian had done for him when they were young.
At that time, his mind, broken by continuous experiments, was clumsy at feeling emotions other than anger. Even physical pain had become so familiar that it was difficult to feel pain when someone used violence.
Jian was the one who showed him that this world was filled with much more colorful things than he had thought.
In Jian’s embrace, Sehun finally found stability. He was able to face the deficiency he didn’t even know existed and escape from the nightmares that had been internalized.
“It will all pass.”
The warm scent spread throughout his body with each breath he took. The nightmares tormenting Jian would fade with time. He knew this from his own experience.
Until Jian stabilized, he would always be by his side, so it was okay if nightmares kept him up at night. Each time, he could hold him tightly in his arms and comfort him like this.
“Our Sehun has really grown up.”
Jian lifted his head and looked into Sehun’s eyes. The irises, stained blood-red without the use of an artifact, were no longer eerie.
They held a much warmer color than the countless drugs the body’s original owner had taken as a child. Above all, they overflowed with such suffocating affection for him that his anxious heart gradually regained stability.
Looking at the straight eyebrows and sharp nose bridge, his gaze suddenly stopped on the plump lips.
An unnameable impulse moved his body. He closed his eyes, turned his head, and carefully took the soft flesh between his lips.
Taking advantage of the momentary surprise, he stole Sehun’s breath. The sensation of mixing saliva was explicit.
His tongue dug into Sehun’s mouth, stroking the mucous membrane and exploring inside. The sound of soft flesh rubbing together quietly echoed.
Initially responding passively, Sehun soon embraced the back of Jian’s head. Excited breathing broke around their more deeply interlocked lips.
All the feelings they had endured for a long time while climbing the tower burst forth. Jian had initiated it, but Sehun heated up more quickly.
“…Ah.”
Jian winced with one eye as he felt a stinging pain on his neck. Through his vision, moist with heat, he could see Sehun looking up at him.
Without any hint of remorse on his face, he was licking the spot he had just injured. Looking both like a harmless small animal and a starving carnivore, Jian’s lips softened.
“…Hyung.”
The low, cracked voice was full of unresolved heat. A hand that had burrowed under his T-shirt stroked his lean stomach and gradually moved upward.
Sehun’s fingertips caught Jian’s nipple, which had begun to harden. When he pressed the tiny bud firmly with his thumb, Jian’s body trembled.
“I want to.”
His voice asking for permission was desperate. Jian moved his hand to stroke Sehun’s disheveled hair.
It was still awkward for him to share physical pleasure with Sehun, but he was the one who had initiated it. He had just suddenly wanted to kiss Sehun.
Even though he had awakened from wandering in a nightmare, he had quickly escaped from the sticky emotions like a swamp, all thanks to Sehun.
He had been a child who needed protection, but from some point, he had surpassed Jian’s height, and now had the most masculine eyes of anyone.
After stroking his flushed cheeks, Jian made up his mind and pushed Sehun’s body back. His solid body fell onto the bed without resistance.
While on top of Sehun, he traced each feature that filled his youthful face with his fingertips.
When his fingertips finally touched Sehun’s lips, Sehun opened them. Hot heat burst from the slightly bitten finger.
An undeniable bulge stimulated the area beneath his buttocks. He was also gradually becoming erect, but Sehun’s was already threatening to burst through the fabric.
“Hyung, can I?”
Even though it was obviously difficult for him to hold back, Sehun patiently waited for Jian’s permission. He interlaced his fingers with Jian’s, pressed his lips to the back of his hand, and looked up desperately.
Jian’s gaze was drawn to the fluttering eyelashes. The remnants of his childhood appearance made a corner of his conscience sting.
“Hyung…”
His voice, stretched out like when he was young, was cute. Jian, shedding his hesitation, lowered his head.
He took the still moist lips into his mouth and rubbed them with the tip of his tongue. Soon, a large hand firmly grasped the back of his head.
Unable to move, he accepted the moist tongue filling his mouth completely. Feeling the impatience, blood rushed downward.
While kissing, Jian realized that he was also in a state of urgency, no less than Sehun. Though it had hurt quite a bit the first time, the pleasure he had experienced afterward was enough to shake his entire life.
It was also the moment when Sehun, whom he had only thought of as a younger brother, felt like a man. Having built a wall against romance, he had unwittingly remained celibate.
As his first kiss and first sex had both been with Sehun, his body quickly heated up.
At some point, their positions were reversed. Just a moment ago, he had been sitting on top of Sehun, but now he felt the softness of the bedding against his back.
“Hmmm…”
A moan inevitably escaped as Sehun embraced him, kissed him, and began to rub his lower body firmly against him.
Unlike his own, Sehun’s body was full of muscles, and the pressure made his stomach tremble. His toes curled at the feeling of his underwear becoming wet.
Precum was leaking from his urethra without even being touched. He tore at the sheets, feeling strange as the wet fabric clung to his sensitive skin.
“Ah…!”
Had Sehun detected his urgent state? He suddenly thrust his hand into Jian’s pants. His hardened dick was captured like a hostage.
“Ah, wait…”
For a moment, his vision went white. His tongue stiffened just from Sehun’s thumb rubbing against his glans, which was soaked with fluid.
The Adam’s apple protruded due to his head tilting back. Sehun sucked the protruding area between his lips and nibbled it gently with his teeth.
“Ahh…”
Using the precum as lubricant, Sehun quickly moved his hand up and down. The wet sound of slick skin rubbing against skin heightened the excitement.
Having not even masturbated for a long time, the sexual desire accumulated in his body was tremendous. The sinful feeling that the child he had raised had grown up and was now touching him below made him feel crazy.
Humid breath touched his chest, exposed beneath the T-shirt that had ridden up to below his neck. His erect nipples were sucked into Sehun’s well-shaped lips.
“Ah, Sehun…”
With stimulation bursting simultaneously from above and below, it wasn’t easy to endure. His waist twisted, and then at some point, he felt a sense of release.
White semen flowed down the veined back of Sehun’s hand. As he took deep breaths from the fatigue, Sehun raised his upper body.
His crossed arms grabbed the hem of his T-shirt. As he pulled it upward, a physique without any excess was revealed.
Sweat had lightly soaked through, making the contours of his muscles stand out even more. As Jian stared at him as if bewitched, a small laugh tickled his ear.
“Do you like my body that much?”
Suddenly coming to his senses, Jian realized the corner of his lips was wet. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand, feeling embarrassed.
His dignity as an older brother was as precarious as a candle in the wind. His ears burned at being caught staring blankly.
“I should take off the bottom too. So hyung can see my body well.”
As if Jian was the only one feeling shy, Sehun went a step further and removed his pants and underwear. Seeing Sehun suddenly naked, Jian covered his face with his palms.
Before he could feel the languidness after ejaculation, blood quickly rushed downward again. Unlike himself who had ejaculated once, Sehun’s dick was fully erect and threateningly throbbing.
Even though he had immediately covered his eyes, the impressive size still flickered before him.
“Jian hyung.”
How ticklish it was to hear his name called in such a sweet voice. It wasn’t unpleasant, and goosebumps spread up his arms.
A pecking kiss touched the back of his hand. Because Sehun was deliberately making loud sounds, the smacking noises kept landing on his ears.
“Hyung, look at me.”
His heart was already pounding even though they hadn’t even properly started yet. He could guess what was nudging his lower abdomen and only bit his lips.
“Can I touch here?”
Though he might be frustrated with Jian’s lack of response, Sehun didn’t give up and moved his hand to an intimate place.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
