#102
“Ah…”
Through the momentarily parted gap, Kang Jihan pushed his tongue in deeper. As the flesh endlessly invaded and probed inside as if trying to coil completely within his mouth, Nam Seonwoo opened without resistance. Their eyes met. In that moment, Kang Jihan pressed his body forward as if trying to kiss not just with his tongue but with his entire body. As if he couldn’t bear it otherwise.
Nam Seonwoo’s upper body, tilting backward with the pressure, soon collapsed onto the bed. But what his head touched wasn’t the soft feeling of the mattress, but a palm with hardened knuckles.
Contrary to thinking that Kang Jihan had cushioned his fall to prevent injury, the hand cradling the back of his head angled Nam Seonwoo’s face for easier kissing. Relaxing his neck muscles, Nam Seonwoo consumed the breath Kang Jihan poured out while resting on his palm. Even though they were just kissing, his body already felt like it was melting.
Kang Jihan carefully readjusted his grip on the back of Nam Seonwoo’s head, which had gone limp in his hand without any resistance, then pulled over a pillow and laid him down on it. As their lips separated, their gazes, which hadn’t broken away from each other for even a moment, briefly turned downward. A thin, transparent thread still connected them. The moment it broke with a snap, their eyes found each other again. Their curved gazes, matching as if on cue, were equally flushed.
“How are we supposed to watch a movie after this?”
Nam Seonwoo whispered reproachfully. His lips already felt swollen and hot. While wondering why only his lips swelled when they both kissed the same way, Kang Jihan licked his lower lip and murmured:
“You taste like candy.”
Only then did Nam Seonwoo remember the ice cream candy he had been holding in his mouth. Whether it had fallen out when Kang Jihan lifted him, the candy had disappeared at some point. The sweetness that had been so full in his mouth had continued uninterrupted even while kissing Kang Jihan, so he hadn’t noticed it was gone.
Looking at Nam Seonwoo’s lips, Kang Jihan asked:
“Do you know something?”
His swollen lips revealed even the red flesh inside. Nam Seonwoo moved those lips to answer:
“What?”
“After ordering the ice cream for the first time, I tried it once. Before inviting you over.”
Nam Seonwoo could picture Kang Jihan in his school uniform putting ice cream in the freezer. The image of the big guy crouching to place a styrofoam box at the bottom of the freezer was funny just to imagine.
“So, was it good?”
“It was so tasteless I threw it away. The candy seemed like junk food too.”
Imagining Kang Jihan scrunching his face while eating the ice cream alone made Nam Seonwoo laugh, and Kang Jihan laughed along.
“But the one you were eating tasted good.”
“…”
“That’s why I stole it.”
At Kang Jihan’s brazen confession about what happened two years ago, Nam Seonwoo finally burst out laughing. His sudden mention of this now seemed to imply something else. That the just-shared kiss was sweeter than candy.
“That’s so cheesy.”
With their eyes crinkled, Kang Jihan lightly bumped his lips against Nam Seonwoo’s and retorted, “It’s true though.” Unlike the playful kiss, Kang Jihan was still hot. The momentary refreshing memory had briefly stirred a cool breeze, but it couldn’t cool the intense heat filling the room.
Kang Jihan seemed to feel the same way as he impatiently pulled off his t-shirt in one motion. The contours of his body, vaguely visible through his shirt before, were now nakedly exposed. Nam Seonwoo’s gaze landed on the transparent sweat beads forming between the muscles. It was a body that would naturally draw any man’s attention. When he placed his hand on what looked like the largest and firmest muscle, he could feel a pulsation so strong it seemed ready to burst through his palm.
‘…It’s going to explode.’
As if responding to this idle thought, the heartbeat grew increasingly rapid. Meanwhile, Kang Jihan momentarily held his breath under the hand that slowly caressed his body.
Nam Seonwoo newly realized the skin tone difference between himself and Kang Jihan. Unlike his own, Kang Jihan’s tanned skin that exuded healthiness was harder than it appeared, making the contrast in color even more vivid and impossible to look away from. When his hand, which had traveled down to the abs, traced back up along the waist, Kang Jihan trembled.
Nam Seonwoo quietly observed the body responding under his hand and then licked the sweat droplets on his fingers. It was salty. So salty that it made him doubt whether Kang Jihan’s comment about the candy taste was true, so Nam Seonwoo slightly lifted his head and licked between Kang Jihan’s chest. It was still salty, but perhaps because of the thumping vibration just below his cheek, it made his mouth water.
But he was soon stopped by Kang Jihan. His neck was grabbed again, and the back of his head hit the pillow with a thud. When Nam Seonwoo winced, Kang Jihan frowned as if scolding him.
“Are you trying to kill someone?”
There was no time to retort. Nam Seonwoo flinched at the hands eagerly burrowing under his t-shirt. The black t-shirt was about two sizes loose, so it quickly rode up to his solar plexus.
“Can we do this with the light on?”
Kang Jihan asked urgently. Nam Seonwoo nodded reflexively but then hesitated at the dark eyes scanning his body. He hadn’t been conscious of it while conversing normally, but his body was quite aroused. Apart from his heated body, an unavoidable survival instinct suddenly raised its head. So he firmly held onto the t-shirt that was about to be pulled over his head and said:
“I, I want to keep it on.”
The pouring gaze was intense, but Kang Jihan obediently lowered his hands. However, those hands didn’t go for the t-shirt but immediately pulled down his pants. The pants, dragging his underwear down with them, got caught around mid-thigh, effectively binding his legs together.
Kang Jihan’s gaze fixed downward. Perhaps because the sound of him swallowing was so clearly audible from above, Nam Seonwoo felt as if he had just been devoured by Kang Jihan. No, like he was about to be devoured. Anyway, as the gaze became increasingly explicit, Nam Seonwoo released the t-shirt he had been clutching like a lifeline and covered Kang Jihan’s eyes with both hands.
“…What’s this?”
“…”
Kang Jihan raised his head. Even with his eyes covered, Nam Seonwoo could almost see the dissatisfied eyes beneath.
“This defeats the purpose of having the light on.”
“Can’t help it. You look like a total pervert right now.”
Whose fault is that… Kang Jihan muttered like a sigh and lowered his head in that same position. Using his head movement to push the shirt up further, he lowered his lips onto the bare chest. Since that spot happened to be near the heart, Nam Seonwoo thought it was revenge for earlier. But Kang Jihan just pressed his ear against the heart for a moment before moving his lips to the side.
When his lips, which had been searching across the skin, found the protruding nipple, the corners of Kang Jihan’s mouth curled up. Before Nam Seonwoo could understand the meaning of that smile, his chest was bitten.
“Ah…!”
The flesh was strongly sucked into the widely opened mouth. Nam Seonwoo pushed at the face with both hands, but Kang Jihan didn’t budge. The pain didn’t last long. When the blunt tongue broadly licked the nipple, Nam Seonwoo gasped.
Though his eyes should be covered, Kang Jihan’s hand immediately found the opposite chest. At the thumb that playfully flicked the nipple, Nam Seonwoo pressed his waist deep into the bed.
“Tick… lish… Stop that.”
When Kang Jihan immediately lifted his mouth, Nam Seonwoo thought he was obediently listening, but instead, he buried his nose in the other side of his chest.
“-Hey!”
Nam Seonwoo looked down at Kang Jihan in alarm. Only the lower half of his face was visible, hidden by Nam Seonwoo’s palms, but somehow it seemed more erotic than not being covered at all. So Nam Seonwoo covered his own eyes with those hands. But this time, lewd sounds poured into his ears. It was incomprehensible why he was sucking and slurping so enthusiastically on a skinny chest with no flesh.
Nam Seonwoo desperately bit his lip. He had vaguely noticed when he first did it with Kang Jihan in the officetel, but his chest seemed more sensitive than he’d thought. Still, he couldn’t continue like this. After enticing him to have sex, it would be utterly embarrassing to climax just from having his chest sucked.
“K-Kang Jihan.”
Kang Jihan responded by nibbling on his chest.
“That’s enough, hnn, stop it… Stop, and…”
“Why? Don’t you like it?”
At the finally detached lips, Nam Seonwoo gasped for breath. And quickly nodded.
There was a sense that Kang Jihan was moving away. Just as Nam Seonwoo was about to sigh in relief, thinking he was finally stopping, a sensation rushed down below, and a shapeless scream escaped. Despite frantically thrashing his legs, the sensation didn’t leave.
“I said I don’t like it, don’t… Ah!”
A feeling of impending climax, incomparable to what he felt in his chest, rushed in instantly. As his fingers covering his face curled, he could see Kang Jihan with his face buried between his legs. And also the sight of his pale dick disappearing into Kang Jihan’s mouth. The lewd sounds that had been coming from his chest now started to emanate from down there.
That wasn’t all. A tapping sound mixed in from somewhere. Following the source of the sound, Nam Seonwoo tightly closed his eyes.
“You, pervert…”
It was utterly incomprehensible why he was masturbating while sucking someone else’s dick. Moreover, the sound was getting faster and faster. At the same time, the roughening of Kang Jihan’s breath was fully felt through his dick. Nam Seonwoo, who had repeatedly cursed “you pervert” like a mantra, finally came in Kang Jihan’s mouth.
Nam Seonwoo panted heavily. His vision momentarily turned white, but the afterimage of the last scene he had witnessed refused to fade. And that was probably because the sound of Kang Jihan stroking his own dick could still be heard.
When he lifted his eyelids, Kang Jihan had moved directly above his head. The eyes looking down at him while stroking his dick were hazier than before. Now without even the strength to feel goosebumps, Nam Seonwoo grumbled:
“You’re such a damn pervert… Why are you doing your own while…”
Just like in his previous life, Kang Jihan had taken his dick in his mouth right from the start this time too. Before, he had thought it was just to quickly prepare for penetration, but seeing those half-crazed eyes, it seemed it wasn’t simply that.
Kang Jihan answered as if it were obvious:
“Because it feels good.”
“That’s what I’m asking… why do you like that?”
“I can tell right away. Whether it feels good or not.”
It was absurd how he seemed to regard someone else’s dick as some kind of emotion detector. Although he wasn’t sure if this answer applied to Kang Jihan from his previous life, at least the current Kang Jihan seemed sincere. Nam Seonwoo’s waist trembled at the touch that caressed his spent dick as if it were precious.
“Ngh…!”
“You always say you don’t like it, after all.”
Author: Hyacinthus B
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