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#Not Yet
As I rubbed my tongue against the areola and gently bit the nipple, Dawoon’s upper body jolted up, letting out a short moan. The sound of creaking echoed between the widely spread legs. Dawoon turned his head to the side, exhaling heavily.
Every time his chest heaved, it felt like all his nerves were on edge, but when the fingers probing below scratched deep inside, his waist twitched. The simultaneous stimulation from above and below left his mind foggy.
“Ugh, stop…”
He tried to push Hayun away by lowering his arms, but Hayun didn’t budge. Instead, the sensation of the hand rubbing inside felt even stronger. The feeling of impending climax built up, twisting his waist. He didn’t want to continue like this.
“Don’t hold back.”
At the low voice, heat surged forward. As he struggled, Hayun pressed his tongue against the nipple, enveloping it with his lips and sucking hard enough to make his cheeks hollow. Unable to hold on any longer, a cloudy liquid gushed out from the front. His brain felt numb. Dawoon lay there, gasping for breath, staring at the ceiling, unable to move.
Hayun pushed his body between Dawoon’s spread thighs. Feeling the hard mass touch between his buttocks made Dawoon flinch, trying to pull away, but he couldn’t muster the strength.
“Wait, if you put it in now, ugh!”
Since he was already so wet, Hayun slid in without resistance. The dizzying sensation of the inner walls being scraped made Dawoon unconsciously grip the bed sheets tightly and tilt his head back. Perhaps because the aftershocks of his climax hadn’t faded, Hayun’s presence filling him felt even more sensitive and vivid.
He couldn’t even exhale properly when what had been deeply embedded pulled out, only to push back in forcefully. Dawoon opened his mouth, trembling, unable to let out a sound. No matter how long he had been prepared, the volume was different from fingers.
“Dawoon, breathe. Breathe properly.”
Hayun licked Dawoon’s chin, soothing him. His voice tickled Dawoon’s ear, but his body didn’t follow his mind. Eventually, Hayun stopped moving and waited for him to catch his breath.
Huff, huff, as he gasped for air, Hayun flipped his body, sitting Dawoon on top of him.
“You move.”
After grabbing Dawoon’s arms to prevent him from escaping, he said. Dawoon looked down at him, resting his palms on Hayun’s chest. Hayun didn’t move, just locking eyes with him, as if waiting for Dawoon to make a move.
Even a slight movement of his waist sent a tingling sensation through him, making him frown. Despite having climaxed moments ago, he felt no relief. Instead, every time Hayun’s dick poked inside, clear fluid leaked out.
“Can’t you do it?”
At Hayun’s question, Dawoon shook his head stubbornly. He thought that moving himself would be less stimulating than Hayun moving him. As he tightened his thighs and lifted his waist, he felt Hayun’s dick slip out. In that moment, he unconsciously tightened around the entrance, squeezing it tightly. The pressure made Hayun exhale shallowly, furrowing his brow.
He couldn’t lift his body for long, and his legs trembled, causing him to sit back down. Then, the sensation of being deeply filled again made his vision flicker.
“Ugh… I can’t do it…”
He bit down to swallow his moans and shook his head. He truly had no confidence to move anymore. After having been sucked and bitten so much before insertion, and having climaxed once, he couldn’t muster any strength, and even the slightest movement felt too raw, sending jolts to his head.
Huff. Hayun exhaled deeply, tightening his grip on Dawoon’s arms. Before Dawoon could react, he thrust his hips up, causing Dawoon’s body to jolt. Each time his body lifted and fell, it pushed deeper inside.
“Wait, ugh, wait, hyung, ah… it’s too deep, it’s scary, ugh!”
It felt like his insides were being mixed up. The depth of penetration made him fear something might go wrong. Yet, the overwhelming pleasure coursing through him was even more intense.
His vision blurred, and everything flickered before his eyes. He couldn’t think straight due to the unbearable heat. Every time Hayun pushed deep inside, it felt strange in his belly. It felt like his insides were being sucked out when he filled him up and then pulled back.
With his upper body raised, Hayun pulled Dawoon’s head to cover his lips with his own. Dawoon’s already labored breaths swirled in his mouth, only to be swallowed again. As a result, his dizziness intensified.
It felt like he was being devoured.
In the midst of a rough kiss, he vaguely thought that. Yet, he found himself thinking that he wouldn’t mind being consumed like this. The more Hayun desired him with a ferocity that felt almost violent, the more reassured he felt in a corner of his heart.
The fact that Jeong Hayun needed Jeong Dawoon.
Hayun held Dawoon tightly, relentlessly thrusting his hips. Between their locked lips, moans escaped, and unable to bear it, Dawoon gripped Hayun’s shoulders, trying to push him away, but it was futile.
“Ugh!”
Dawoon stiffened, letting out a short moan. At the same time, warm liquid spilled out in front of him, soaking Hayun’s abdomen. As he wrapped his arms around Hayun’s back, he trembled all over, collapsing into his embrace.
“Not yet.”
As he whispered in Dawoon’s ear, he felt Dawoon flinch. He laid Dawoon back until his back touched the bed and pulled a pillow to support his waist. Grabbing both thighs, he lifted them and pressed his dick inside, causing Dawoon to swallow hard without even letting out a moan.
With one hand, he gripped the half-soft, already slick dick, rubbing it while continuing to thrust.
“Ugh, stop, don’t do that…”
Dawoon shuddered, twisting his waist. His face contorted in fear from the overwhelming pleasure. Tears were welling up in his reddened eyes.
Given that he usually appeared graceful and composed, the gap during moments like this was even more striking. The only one who knew this lustful side of Jeong Dawoon was Jeong Hayun. That fact only fueled the beast-like desire hidden deep within him.
“It’s okay.”
Leaning down, he nibbled on Dawoon’s earlobe, whispering. As a result, Dawoon’s body nearly folded in half.
“It’s okay to get even messier, just feel it.”
He couldn’t tell if Dawoon understood what he meant. Dawoon shook his head aimlessly. There was no strength in his hands trying to push Hayun away.
Every time Hayun thrust roughly, the sound of their bodies colliding mixed with the creaking from their connection. Dawoon’s moans melted into it. Gradually, the room filled with heavy breaths that belonged to no one in particular.
“Huff.”
Hayun, thrusting as if to break Dawoon, swallowed hard and stopped moving. He looked down at Dawoon, who had slumped, unable to let out any more sounds, completely spent. He brushed Dawoon’s sweat-soaked hair back and kissed his forehead, noticing his brows furrow.
Though he had no strength left to push away, it seemed he was still conscious.
“Just once more.”
Hayun’s voice was lower and more husky than before. Dawoon, who had been dazed, heard those words a beat late and panicked, trying to pull away from below. But as Hayun slowly rubbed inside again, Dawoon’s waist twitched, letting out a sound of surprise, glaring at him.
“It’s been a while.”
With a smile, he kissed Dawoon’s eyelids, causing him to exhale deeply as if he had given up and turned his head away. At his silent permission, a smile crept onto Hayun’s lips.
At that moment, Dawoon didn’t realize. The “once more” Hayun mentioned was based on Hayun’s standards, and after having climaxed once, the second climax for him was very slow. As a result, Dawoon would have to reach climax several more times until he felt like there was nothing left to give. In the end, even when nothing came out, he felt an overwhelming pleasure, and before he could comprehend what it was, his consciousness abruptly cut off.
***
Hayun soaked a towel and wiped down Dawoon’s completely limp body. Seeing him not move even when touched, it seemed more like he had fainted than fallen asleep. He felt a bit guilty for pushing him this far, but today was intentional.
After covering him with a blanket up to his chest, he changed his clothes. Checking the time, it was already past 11 PM. He would likely be even later upon arrival, but he didn’t care. He had no consideration left for the other person’s situation.
As he closed the hotel room door behind him, he called Director Park.
“I’m on my way now. Come up.”
He instructed him not to come along but to stay and guard the hotel. The one in danger when left alone wasn’t himself but Dawoon. So, it was better for Director Park to be with Dawoon.
When he went down to the hotel lobby, Director Park, who had been waiting, handed him the car keys. Without saying a word, Hayun took the keys and headed straight outside. He got into the car parked at the exit, started the engine, and pressed the accelerator down hard. He didn’t even need the navigation. The destination was a place he had frequented since childhood, very familiar to Hayun.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
