#95
“Where are you going alone? This arrogant little…”
Eunhong wrote a reply filled with indignation. [Jaeha is busy.] The response that came back was even more ridiculous.
[Ham, oh Ham. Is dating that difficult? It’s not easy. This dating thing.]
“……”
[It might be overwhelming for a single person like Ham. I understand it all.]
[Hahahahahaha did I hit the nail on the head? Hahahaha]
Without knowing how to respond, Eunhong was about to put the phone down when Sunhong said he needed to go to sleep, mentioning it was almost 2 AM in Korea, and left with a goodnight message. He also added that Eunhong should try to do better.
“Like he knows anything.”
Eunhong muttered, throwing his phone onto the bed. Come to think of it, he had flown to the opposite side of the earth but hadn’t taken a single photo together. No, looking back, they hadn’t taken any pictures since confessing their feelings and changing their relationship. Jaeha said he had liked him for 24 years, so nothing had changed for him; it was Eunhong who felt awkward. While his desire to know everything about his partner grew stronger as lovers, his actions remained awkward and shy, creating a complete contradiction.
“And yet the sex…”
Ah! Eunhong ruffled his hair vigorously. He couldn’t understand himself anymore—it was a series of new facets of himself. After placing his hands on his hips and thinking deeply for a while, Eunhong let out a long breath through his nose and headed to the bathroom.
Only after Eunhong had finished washing and eating did Jaeha finally go to take a shower. He even angrily took over when Eunhong said he’d clean up the dishes. Eunhong tidied the kitchen on the first floor, turned off the lights, and crawled into bed on the second floor. Out of curiosity, he turned on the TV, but quickly lost interest and turned it off when he found poor picture quality and only unfamiliar languages.
Perhaps because it was a small rural village, there wasn’t even the familiar sound of car traffic. Lying there with only the dim bedroom light on, he became acutely aware of even his own breathing. Eunhong lay on his side looking at his phone screen, but nothing registered. Whether because of what had happened over the past few days, whenever he thought about lying down with Jaeha, his mind naturally went in only one direction. That direction being…
‘There probably won’t be any condoms…’
Eunhong half-raised his body and looked toward the bathroom. The sound of water was still rushing strongly. The thought suddenly surged: should I quickly go out and buy some now?
No… No. Looking at the neighborhood atmosphere, there definitely won’t be any. 100 percent…
Eunhong shook his head, recalling the atmosphere of that supermarket from earlier. Suddenly, Sunhong’s urging to do better came to mind.
“……”
As his thoughts reached that point, he suddenly recalled the previous nights. A truly remarkable association… No, an inevitable association. He remembered the iron-willed alpha who, despite claiming there were no condoms, licked and sucked him so thoroughly yet refused to go all the way to penetrative sex.
Lee Jaeha was persistent and tenacious. And his stamina was incredible… Eunhong couldn’t believe he had passed out from exhaustion just from those hand games. By this point, his pride was somewhat hurt, and he felt apologetic and even somewhat frustrated.
So he was a little… impatient.
Perhaps Jaeha didn’t desperately or urgently desire his body? It didn’t feel particularly good to be the only one turning into a boneless mess every time.
Just me being weak. Just me. And why didn’t he bring condoms…
Jaeha, who had finished showering and emerged naked, stood at the head of the bed and gazed down at Eunhong. The sight of him lying with puffed cheeks, wrapped tightly in the blanket and staring at his phone, clearly indicated something was wrong… but Jaeha couldn’t quite figure out what.
Was the food not good? Wondering if Eunhong might be cold, Jaeha checked the room temperature, tilted his head in confusion, and went around to the other side of the bed to crawl under the covers.
As he embraced Eunhong tightly from behind, Eunhong, as if on cue, turned off his phone and tossed it aside. After waiting patiently, Eunhong soon began to fidget, his ears turning red.
“Jaeha.”
“Yes?”
“Um, are you okay?”
“I’m not sure what you mean, but I’m feeling great right now.”
Jaeha answered casually while burying his nose against Eunhong’s skin. He bit the soft skin firmly but not painfully, then kneaded it. The supple, soft skin was highly addictive.
Eunhong firmly grabbed Jaeha’s hand that was creeping between his thighs to stop it.
“Don’t just keep making me weird. Are you really okay?”
“…Oh, that’s what you meant?”
“……”
“Hmm… It’s not unbearable. Why?”
At Jaeha’s answer, Eunhong couldn’t continue speaking and closed his mouth tightly like a clam. His face became hot in an instant, almost unbelievably so.
Behind Eunhong, Jaeha bit his tongue to hold back laughter. It seemed like Eunhong was about to say something again. Little did he know that all his composure would soon disappear with Eunhong’s next words.
“I want to… you.”
“What? What do you want to do?”
“…I want to… you.”
His voice was barely audible. Jaeha stared at the back of Eunhong’s head with wide eyes, wondering what he had just heard.
When Jaeha didn’t respond, Eunhong turned around to face him. With determination in his eyes and a solemn expression, Eunhong eventually shut his eyes tightly and—
“I want to suck— mmph— mmph!”
Jaeha quickly covered his mouth with his hand before he could finish shouting. Though the words weren’t fully spoken, the meaning was clear. Watching Eunhong roll his eyes in dissatisfaction, Jaeha’s eyes sparkled.
“Was dinner not enough? You’re saying the strangest things.”
Seeing him smile, revealing his canines, it was clear he was properly flustered. Eunhong stared back at Jaeha with evident displeasure, then slightly licked the palm covering his mouth.
The trembling hand tried to escape quickly, but Eunhong caught it and sucked on the fingers this time. Their eyes remained locked. Jaeha shuddered and his expression changed visibly. He tensed his jaw and his gaze darkened.
Eunhong removed his mouth from the fingers he had been greedily sucking. A wet sound emerged as sticky saliva stretched like a thread.
When Jaeha lunged forward to kiss him, Eunhong blocked his chest with both hands. This time he truly had no intention of yielding. With determination, Eunhong pushed Jaeha down forcefully. Rising up, Eunhong traced his way down Jaeha’s torso and knelt between his thighs.
Brushing aside Jaeha’s attempts to pull him back up, he grasped the already prominent dick. Instantly, Jaeha’s breathing became irregular and rough. Eunhong gripped the increasingly firm dick with both hands. The veins pulsed and the flesh swelled, gradually filling his palms.
Eunhong quietly observed it growing in his hands before looking up at Jaeha again. The expression of someone who had his weakness discovered, breathing heavily and looking at him as if he could devour him, was quite satisfying. The completely vanished composure in his face instantly ignited a fire in Eunhong’s stomach, moving his heart.
Stroking the dick from the base upward, he brought his tongue to the tip of the glans. The dick twitched noticeably in his palm. Without hesitation, Eunhong took it into his mouth.
“…Ungh!”
Jaeha exhaled the breath he had been holding and let out a moan. Eunhong opened his mouth wider and took the dick as far into his mouth as possible. Feeling trembling hands grasp his shoulders, he slowly lowered his head. Though it seemed there was still much left, what was already in his mouth grew larger, prodding against the roof of his mouth.
“Eunhong, don’t. Come here.”
His voice had changed in just moments. Instead of answering, Eunhong merely glanced up to check Jaeha’s expression. His disheveled face showed an unfamiliar mix of confusion and excitement. Though his flushed face was trying to stop him, his glistening eyes clearly wanted more. Eunhong was intoxicated by a strange sense of conquest.
Struggling to swallow the saliva pooled under his tongue, he sucked hard enough to hollow his cheeks. Then he released it with a juicy sound before immediately taking it back in. Though he had never done this before, he diligently sucked, recalling what Jaeha had done to him. The trembling of Jaeha’s hand resting on his head, the way he was clearly trying to hold back his moans—it all felt so good, enough to make his entire body heat up.
Eunhong’s inexperience stimulated Jaeha more. Every time the sensitive skin briefly grazed against teeth, a high-pitched moan escaped through his clenched teeth. Jaeha reached out to tangle his fingers in Eunhong’s hair. He watched with a contorted face as his dick entered and exited the reddened mouth. Each time the glans pressed against the delicate membranes, his heart pounded erratically. Jaeha struggled to suppress the urge to grab Eunhong’s small head and thrust his hips according to his desires.
Eunhong’s eye area quickly turned red as he took the large dick into his mouth, making his cheeks bulge. He painfully released it to breathe, then lapped at the tip of the glans with his red tongue. Saliva dripped down his jaw, which had been stretched to its limit.
As Eunhong tried to take the glistening dick back into his mouth, Jaeha pulled him up and embraced him. He sat Eunhong on his thigh and steadied his ragged breathing. Stroking his firmly swollen dick with his hand, he whispered:
“Stick out your tongue.”
Jaeha sucked in the tongue that Eunhong, who had been coughing, obediently offered. He lapped at the lips thoroughly soaked with saliva. Without giving him a chance to protest, Jaeha removed Eunhong’s pants, grabbed his buttocks with both hands to spread them, and pushed his dick in. In the blink of an eye, the entrance opened, and the thick glans parted the narrow inner walls as it entered. Eunhong momentarily stopped breathing and his eyes widened.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
