It had been a long day.
Seo Ha-yoon and Ha Jun-seo seamlessly transitioned from one intense session to the next, always taking a moment to embrace before moving on. Meals were integrated into their play, with Seo Ha-yoon, hands bound behind him, kneeling to lick cream off Ha Jun-seo’s cock. Drinks were taken directly from Ha Jun-seo’s mouth.
Ha Jun-seo’s confidence in his skills was well-founded. He had prepared a variety of activities, each carefully calibrated to push Seo Ha-yoon’s limits without overwhelming him. Seo Ha-yoon discovered that humiliation, pain, and shame could amplify pleasure exponentially. By early afternoon, they finally emerged from ‘that room.’
Ha Jun-seo looked refreshed and content, his desires finally sated. Seeing him so satisfied made Seo Ha-yoon glad he had agreed to enter the room. Ha Jun-seo, in high spirits, carried Seo Ha-yoon—covered in semen, cream, saliva, and various marks from their play—to the bathroom. He gently placed Seo Ha-yoon in the bathtub, checking the water temperature before lowering him in.
“Ah…”
Seo Ha-yoon winced slightly as he sank into the warm water. His buttocks, reddened from the paddle, and his well-used entrance ached, as did his wrists and arms from being restrained.
“Does it hurt a lot?” Ha Jun-seo asked, concerned. Seo Ha-yoon quickly shook his head. Ha Jun-seo lifted one of Seo Ha-yoon’s wrists, revealing red marks from the leather cuffs. Despite the soft lining, the struggles had left visible impressions. The sight of the marks against Seo Ha-yoon’s pale skin was strangely erotic. Ha Jun-seo gently kissed the reddened areas, his touch tender.
“Did you like your present?” Seo Ha-yoon asked, already knowing the answer.
“Yes, it was amazing,” Ha Jun-seo replied, kissing Seo Ha-yoon’s eyelids softly.
“How was it for you? Did you enjoy it?”
“Yes, it was a bit unfamiliar and nerve-wracking at times, but overall, it was good,” Seo Ha-yoon admitted.
“Just good? You loved it, didn’t you? You have no idea how sexy you looked, coming undone like that. I had to hold back from pushing you even further.”
“Don’t say that,” Seo Ha-yoon mumbled, hiding his face in his hands, embarrassed.
Ha Jun-seo’s words were true. The unfamiliar play had been intense, but ultimately pleasurable. While Ha Jun-seo led the activities, Seo Ha-yoon was the one who truly reveled in them. Even light spankings had made him hard, and being blindfolded while taking a dildo and Ha Jun-seo’s cock had been exhilarating, pushing him to the edge of ecstasy.
Seo Ha-yoon realized through today’s experiences that he was more perverse than he had ever imagined. Fortunately, Ha Jun-seo was there to understand and share these experiences with him.
“I feel like such a pervert. I didn’t know I could enjoy something like that so much,” Seo Ha-yoon confessed.
“If you’re a pervert, then so am I. Didn’t you see how excited I got from tying you up and spanking you?” Ha Jun-seo replied, easing Seo Ha-yoon’s embarrassment. Indeed, Ha Jun-seo had been just as aroused by the activities.
“But these marks… they’ll take a while to fade,” Seo Ha-yoon said, examining the red marks on his wrists, ankles, and buttocks. The marks from the leather paddle were more vivid than those from Ha Jun-seo’s hand.
“How long do you think these marks will last?” Seo Ha-yoon asked.
“Hmm, the paddle marks should fade in a couple of days. Your wrists and ankles might take a day or two,” Ha Jun-seo estimated.
“I’ll need to hide them for a few days,” Seo Ha-yoon said, a hint of worry in his voice. Choi Sang-hyuk would surely notice, and Seo Ha-yoon dreaded his reaction.
“Why? Worried about what Choi Sang-hyuk will say?” Ha Jun-seo asked.
Seo Ha-yoon couldn’t answer, merely tracing the marks on his wrist.
“He probably expects us to have some fun today, since it’s my birthday. And it’s not like he hasn’t seen your buttocks red from spanking before,” Ha Jun-seo reasoned.
“But that was from your hand, not a paddle. He might get really angry if he sees these,” Seo Ha-yoon worried. A spanking with a hand was one thing, but using a tool might provoke a different reaction from Choi Sang-hyuk.
“Then we’ll just avoid him for a couple of days,” Ha Jun-seo suggested.
“That might be best,” Seo Ha-yoon agreed.
Ha Jun-seo smiled, pleased with the plan. Seo Ha-yoon eyed him suspiciously.
“You didn’t plan this, did you?” Seo Ha-yoon asked, wondering if Ha Jun-seo had intentionally left marks to keep Choi Sang-hyuk at bay.
“Who knows? Maybe, maybe not,” Ha Jun-seo teased.
Seo Ha-yoon splashed water onto Ha Jun-seo’s face playfully. Ha Jun-seo laughed, wiping the water away before climbing into the bathtub, causing water to spill over the sides.
Ha Jun-seo began washing Seo Ha-yoon’s hair with shampoo, and Seo Ha-yoon returned the favor, their hands tangled in each other’s hair as they washed away the remnants of their intense day.
The two laughed as their eyes met, naturally leading to a kiss.
The sound of the bathroom door sliding open filled the air repeatedly. At first, they pretended not to notice, continuing to lather each other up and kiss. However, the persistent scratching at the door made it impossible to ignore.
Ha Jun-seo clicked his tongue and got out of the bathtub to open the door.
Meow…
Cheol, with wide eyes, slipped into the bathroom, followed by Soon, who peeked in from behind. The cats couldn’t resist the sound of water and would always find a way to get the door opened. Once inside, they simply watched, wide-eyed, as the two washed up.
“We should hurry and finish washing,” Seo Ha-yoon said, feeling a bit self-conscious under the cats’ gaze. They turned on the shower and rinsed off the soap from each other’s bodies.
After the bath, they felt refreshed and relaxed, their bodies light and free from tension and desire.
“If we sleep now, it’ll be the perfect nap,” Ha Jun-seo said, toweling his wet hair. Seo Ha-yoon nodded in agreement.
They didn’t bother drying their hair properly, instead spreading a towel over the pillow and jumping straight into bed. Wrapped in each other’s arms, they felt like they were in heaven. Seo Ha-yoon sighed contentedly, nestled in Ha Jun-seo’s embrace.
“Will you keep calling me ‘Jun-seo hyung’ now?” Ha Jun-seo teased.
Seo Ha-yoon blushed, remembering how he had called Ha Jun-seo “hyung” several times during their play. It was a deliberate effort to fulfill Ha Jun-seo’s wish.
“Do you like being called that?” Seo Ha-yoon asked, already knowing the answer.
“Of course. It feels more intimate,” Ha Jun-seo replied.
“Then I’ll try to call you that more often,” Seo Ha-yoon promised.
Ha Jun-seo pulled Seo Ha-yoon closer. “Today’s birthday present was amazing. You’re spoiling me too much. I can’t wait for my next birthday already.”
Seo Ha-yoon smiled, happy to hear Ha Jun-seo talk about their future together so confidently. He lifted his head and gave Ha Jun-seo a soft kiss.
“Are you trying to seduce me again? Want to go another round, softly this time?” Ha Jun-seo asked with a playful smirk.
“I’m going to sleep,” Seo Ha-yoon said firmly, closing his eyes. Ha Jun-seo chuckled and kissed Seo Ha-yoon’s forehead. The room soon fell silent as they drifted off to sleep.
