#Dating Novice (14)
At this realization, Ha-min faced him with a frozen expression. With the floor soaked from what Ha-min had released, the fact that the object still embedded in him hadn’t reached its conclusion felt overwhelming.
“W-wait a moment… ugh!”
As the movement began again, the door against his back started rattling.
“Ha-min wetting himself is really erotic.”
“Ha, mmm! I still… wait… haah…!”
“Hyung wants to wet himself too.”
“Huk… please… stop… heurk…”
His pleas were completely useless. Ha-min’s upper body collapsed under the force thrusting upward as if with the sole purpose of release. Only then did Tae-rim change positions, laying him down on the living room floor and raising one of his legs into the air. This revealed Tae-rim’s thick dick moving in and out between Ha-min’s legs spread at an angle.
“Can I cum?”
Inside you.
He added with a smile, his face drenched in excitement. His large hand rubbed Ha-min’s flat abdomen. But Ha-min couldn’t hear any of it.
Being penetrated with his legs spread wide made him feel like a puppet unable to move its limbs. The continued stimulation after two ejaculations now made even his mind feel distant. Though he instinctively tried to crawl away, his ankle was already caught, only resulting in deeper penetration.
“Haah! Stop… too deep… hm…!”
Tae-rim’s movements still showed no mercy. In a scissor-like position with his upper body raised, he continued thrusting while biting and licking Ha-min’s slender ankle. Then he roughly pulled the leg to create tighter contact at the point of insertion, causing Ha-min’s hairless dick to rise again and rub against the marble floor as if it hadn’t just ejaculated.
“M-my stomach hurts… huk… mm!”
Though his resistance, flapping his arms on the floor, was pitiful, there was still no reason in Tae-rim’s eyes as he approached climax.
“I want to fill you completely.”
“Ha… uk! Mm!”
“With my semen or urine… everything.”
He put down Ha-min’s leg and changed to the missionary position. But he firmly gripped both of Ha-min’s wrists to prevent escape. His back lifted slightly from the pulling force. In this state, holding both wrists with his hands, he didn’t stop thrusting. Meanwhile, he gently bit and licked Ha-min’s wounded wrist while staring intensely at him. Every time his wet lips touched the wound, Ha-min’s lower abdomen trembled. It was tremendous stimulation.
Moreover, with his upper body suspended and restrained in a fixed position, Ha-min felt added pressure and instinctively tensed his lower body. At the sudden tightening around his dick, Tae-rim’s pelvis twitched. Krrut, a deep moan escaped between his lips. When the movement momentarily stopped, Ha-min instinctively moved his lower body at the suddenly empty feeling. As his hips containing Tae-rim’s dick moved up and down as if asking him to move quickly, Tae-rim swore under his breath.
“Ha… fuck.”
As if he had no more patience, he positioned himself with all his might between the widely spread legs. His intense gaze stared at Ha-min as if binding him. Simultaneously, he began pounding down as if marking his territory. With no room to breathe under the pressure, Ha-min cried out in ecstasy, unaware of the saliva flowing from between his lips.
“Hak…! Aheung…!!”
Tae-rim also tilted his chin up and let out a groan, kheuk, through gritted teeth. When the squelching sounds stopped, his semen poured into Ha-min’s abdomen. Even while catching his breath and feeling the aftermath of ejaculation, he didn’t release the two arms he was gripping. It was Tae-rim’s desperate effort to release deep inside to prevent it from flowing out easily.
Ha-min’s body, bound and receiving him, went limp. His head bent backward and as a suffocating sound burst forth, urine trickled again from his clear dick. After two consecutive accidents, Ha-min was too out of it to feel embarrassment. Then through his blurring vision, he saw Tae-rim’s face briefly kissing him. …I love you. A voice filled with affection echoed distantly.
It was the one phrase he had wanted to hear during that brief cold period since yesterday.
**
When he belatedly opened his eyes, it was still dark outside. The quiet air in the room indicated it was still the middle of the night. As he opened his eyes, smelling the scent of the dim dawn, he immediately recognized where he was. It wasn’t the living room floor where he had lost consciousness, but Tae-rim’s bedroom, and his body, which had been dirty with bodily fluids, was now clean as if it had been washed. Moreover, he was perfectly dressed in pajamas. It was obvious whose handiwork this was.
“Why are you awake?”
Tae-rim’s gentle touch reached his still drowsy face, having apparently been awake all this time. The cool sensation felt good, drawing a faint smile.
“…Why are you still not sleeping, hyung?”
As he squeezed out his husky voice, Tae-rim stroked his hair. Carefully, preciously, as if it might break at any moment.
“Just… your sleeping face is pretty.”
His response, without any hint of humor, was an observation without the slightest falsehood.
Really, he says such things so casually.
Ha-min’s nape turned slightly red with embarrassment. And he buried his face in the blanket.
“Go to sleep soon.”
As the series of events—their first fight just yesterday, followed by reconciliation and then intense sex—came to mind, Ha-min changed the subject, pretending not to notice to hide his embarrassment. And he tightly closed his eyes to try to sleep again. But perhaps due to the somewhat violent sex, his entire body ached, making it difficult to fall back asleep.
“…I’m sorry I couldn’t contact you yesterday.”
Tae-rim, who had still been carefully caressing his hair, suddenly spoke. As this topic had already been concluded in his mind, Ha-min peeked his head out from the blanket with curious eyes. In his view was a serious face without a trace of a smile. Though he looked like a boy when smiling, he resembled a finely crafted sculpture when expressionless like this.
“…We already finished talking about that… why bring it up again?”
“I couldn’t contact you because I was afraid I might push you too hard again.”
“…No. It’s okay.”
It was something he could have done himself, but he had said it out of unfounded disappointment. Instead, Ha-min moved closer to him as if to comfort him.
“…I didn’t want to upset you.”
He spoke as if confessing and interlocked their fingers with Ha-min’s hand under the blanket. The feeling of his fingers intertwining with his own was tingling enough to stir his solar plexus.
“…It’s not easy.”
Taking out their clasped hands, he kissed Ha-min’s scar and whispered quietly. He quite often caressed Ha-min’s scars. And sometimes like now, he kissed and savored them. Initially, Ha-min would uncomfortably withdraw his hand, but Tae-rim continued touching and kissing until he could fully accept it.
Thanks to this, Ha-min, now accustomed, no longer felt uncomfortable or embarrassed. He still felt a bit shy, but that was true even when Tae-rim just stared at him. Just being looked at, just being called affectionately, made him shy and excited. With this small flutter in his heart, Ha-min slightly shook his head with a faintly flushed face.
“You’re… worrying about strange things too, hyung.”
You’re already doing so well…
Then suddenly he smiled. A faint smile formed at the curious sight of seeing himself in Tae-rim’s similar foolish worries. It wasn’t just him. It was fascinating to realize that he wasn’t the only one falling into unnecessary thoughts and concerns. He was also struggling, just like Ha-min. In this not-so-easy relationship.
Suddenly, a surge of emotion welled up. With affection so overwhelming it made his insides churn, Ha-min looked at his delicate, beautiful face and spoke as if entranced.
“I… love you.”
Ha-min gripped Tae-rim’s interlocked hand more firmly and continued slowly.
“…I don’t think I’ve ever… said it before…”
Feeling like he had never poured out his heart before, Ha-min confessed with all his might.
“So those thoughts…”
“Shall we go to America after you graduate?”
“Huh?”
Ha-min’s eyes widened at the question that interrupted his words. Before he could even interpret this sudden question in his mind, Tae-rim quickly added.
“Shall we do it there?”
“……”
“Marriage.”
It felt like his breath stopped at the sudden proposal. As he froze, Tae-rim kissed his forehead as if making a vow.
“I think it would be nice to be legally bound together.”
He casually uttered something outrageous.
“Being a husband seems better than being a boyfriend.”
He laughed with his throat and stroked Ha-min’s frozen face. As if finding such a face simply cute, he raised the corners of his mouth and briefly kissed him. But when Ha-min remained stiff, this time he added small kisses to his lips, nose tip, and cheeks.
“…I love you.”
He sweetly whispered a confession that seemed to bind Ha-min so he couldn’t reject or run away. I love you. Endlessly repeating, he tightly embraced Ha-min like shackles. Ha-min just silently accepted the embrace and swallowed his breath. The gentle voice flowing into his ears felt like it was brainwashing his mind. Ha-min stared at him without any thought. He saw Tae-rim’s black pupils that held only him. He had always thought they were eyes that revealed nothing, but not anymore. Only he existed in them.
Ha-min quietly put his arms around Tae-rim’s neck. He suddenly thought that relationships weren’t so difficult after all. Eun-soo was right. If they were sincere to each other, nothing else was needed. At his single confession of love, Tae-rim had proposed as if he had been waiting. A deflated laugh escaped at his merciless affection. All the worries and fears he had felt seemed foolish. And he realized.
He really is in love. He could truly feel it in the arms embracing him, in the voice reciting confessions, in the gaze looking at him. He had a vague certainty that there would be nothing more to doubt or find difficult.
Ha-min clung to him with a smile. There was no room to get closer, but he embraced him more strongly than ever. An indescribable feeling welled up, making his eyes sting. Dating, marriage—none of it mattered. If only the person before him would love him without regrets… He too wanted to love with all his might. That was enough.
Sweet Shot Side Story, Complete.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
