#40
Having sexual relations with hyung felt like riding an unsafe roller coaster. Although he held me tightly, it felt like I could fall off at any moment.
As I followed his lead, I often found myself gasping for breath, crossing the threshold of pleasure, and I couldn’t shake the thought that I would never feel safe again.
When I was swept away by the precarious sensation that things could go wrong, even a plea to slow down came too late.
The pleasure I experienced for the first time in my life left me dazed. Sparks seemed to explode before my eyes, and unintended moans slipped through my lips. Each time I reached climax, my whole body would tremble sensitively. It was not an exaggeration to say that I had lived without knowing this new pleasure, and honestly, it made me want to experience it again.
However, the overwhelming sensations were only fleeting. For the first time, I realized that too much excitement could drain my stamina. I had always aced every physical fitness test throughout middle and high school, but in front of hyung, it was useless.
By the second time, I started to feel exhausted, and by the third time, I had become so sensitive that even the slightest touch would elicit a whimper, and after that, I think I was crying and begging him to stop.
It seemed that hyung had been eating only the healthiest foods from around the world while flying. At the same time, the frequency of our encounters was different, and he looked too composed, which made me feel unfair.
If hyung hadn’t been whispering sweet words like “You’re so beautiful,” “It feels so good,” “I think I’m going crazy,” and “I thought I was going to die just thinking about you” right next to my ear, I would have surely lost my mind long ago.
I could only be released from this state when I felt as if the color of the sky had changed. Without even thinking to wipe away the bodily fluids that had come from both of us, I almost fainted and fell asleep. Even in that moment, I found hyung’s face, looking refreshed as if he had just come back from a morning swim, to be annoying.
As I gradually regained consciousness from a deep sleep, it was because I felt someone playing with my hair. The gentle touch that interrupted my sweet slumber was both affectionate and mischievous.
Fingers twisted and twirled my hair, trying to tuck it behind my ear, and then they came down to poke my cheek. It reminded me of childhood games, and when he pinched my nose to make me unable to breathe, I frowned and mumbled for him to stop.
I heard hyung chuckle softly. Despite my protests, he kept pinching my nose, so I buried my head into his warm embrace.
Lying on my side, I curled up like a shrimp, searching for a more comfortable position. It was only after I curled my body into a tight ball, nearly touching my forehead to my knees, that I felt a sense of stability. I was on the blurry line between dreams and reality, trying to drift back into sleep.
Suddenly, I wondered what time it was. Just as I was about to fall back into a comfortable slumber, I jolted awake as if I had been splashed with cold water.
What I saw before me was undoubtedly hyung’s clear body. However, my gaze first landed on the sunlight streaming above him. My head felt so clear. I could hear hyung’s voice, which was a bit subdued in the morning.
“Did you sleep well?”
“…Uh, uh?”
“Wow, but you still have the same sleeping habits as when you were a kid.”
I couldn’t quite grasp what he was saying. The bright sunlight and my clear head pointed to only one thing: I was late.
I flailed like a fish caught in a net, then collapsed forward, grabbing hyung’s arm as muscle pain surged through me. As new pain layered over the lingering discomfort, even moving my limbs became difficult.
Hyung’s hand caught my slipping body. As I twisted my stiffened body to ease the pain, I buried my head against his chest.
“Are you okay? What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”
I exhaled a shaky breath, waiting for my body to adjust to the pain. As my breathing gradually stabilized, I thought I could hear hyung’s heartbeat, or maybe it was just an illusion.
His kind, large hand swept over my waist. Slowly regaining consciousness, I realized I was still dressed. Seeing that I was in a simple outfit of a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, it seemed hyung had dressed me.
“…What time is it?”
When I opened my mouth, I was startled by how hoarse my voice sounded. It felt like my throat was sore, as if I had caught a cold.
“Ten minutes to twelve.”
“No way! Ah… what should I do? I’m late…”
I muttered in a flustered voice. My body, which had been ready to jump up, was immediately stopped by the pain. As I trembled and endured the discomfort, hyung quietly pulled me into his embrace.
Crushed under the weight of an adult man, I lifted my head to find some breathing space. Hyung, who had wrapped his legs around mine, lazily whispered, “Are you late?”
“Yeah… I missed my morning class…”
“Oh dear, what should we do?”
Hyung murmured in a voice that showed he wasn’t worried at all. I shot him a sharp look. I could see his sharp jawline. He hugged me tighter, as if trying to hide his expression from me.
“Well, since it’s come to this, we have no choice but to take a break today. Right?”
He held me so tightly that I felt like I might suffocate. The pressure made it hard to breathe, and I gasped for air. Noticing my struggle, hyung loosened his grip a bit, but the anxiety that I might burst like a water balloon remained.
“You’re in so much pain. You should take at least today off.”
The very person who had caused me pain spoke softly. My body ached as if it might break, and while I was tempted by hyung’s sweet suggestion, I quickly concluded that it didn’t make sense to take a break from school because of the aftermath of our sexual encounter. Hyung subtly continued, as if pulling out a secret weapon.
“Ask Hyun-dol to lend you some money.”
“But… I still have to go to school. And it’s not Hyun-dol, it’s Hyun-oh…”
As I grumbled with a sulky voice, my lips were suddenly captured by hyung. Perhaps because it was daytime, it was a light kiss, as if he were just sucking on my lips. For a few seconds, I was lost in a blissful sensation, but then I returned to the cold reality and mumbled to myself.
“…I can make it to the three o’clock class.”
Since hyung had said it was ten minutes to twelve, I had enough time. As I mentally counted the attendance days I had missed in the morning classes, I heard hyung’s discontented click of his tongue, which snapped me out of my thoughts.
“I was trying to make you unable to go…”
His muttering tickled my ear. Somehow, it felt like his words also included what had happened last night. Suddenly, I felt a sting from below, and my face flushed.
I focused on the aching sensation in my back. It seemed less painful than when I had gotten up alone, but I still worried if it might not have healed. I moved slightly, trying to gauge the level of pain without hyung noticing.
My lower back and the area I couldn’t reach with my hands throbbed, but it was bearable. Fortunately, I felt relieved that I might be able to go to school.
“You’re such a model student. A model student. I shouldn’t have woken you up.”
Hyung muttered as if he was displeased. There was no gap between us, as if he didn’t want to let go. He wrapped his legs around mine tightly, as if he were a human shackle.
“Aren’t you going to work?”
I brought up another topic to divert hyung’s attention. I felt him lower his head and rest his chin on top of mine.
“I’m off until Sunday because of a schedule change.”
I could see the t-shirt hyung was wearing in front of me. His collarbone peeked out from the loose fabric. It was so close that if I blinked, my eyelashes would touch. There was a pleasant scent coming from the space blocked by his body.
“Right. I went to Paris and bought a phone.”
He suddenly murmured as if he had just remembered. I lifted my eyelids to look at him. My eyelashes brushed against his skin.
“A phone?”
“Yeah. Yours broke, right? It was super cheap because I got it duty-free.”
Because hyung casually mentioned how nice the weather was today, I momentarily accepted it. With a blank expression, I thought, ‘Oh, I see,’ but then I realized that the phone he bought was mine, and I gasped in shock.
“A phone?”
I had been held so tightly that my voice sounded squished. Hyung, meeting my gaze, chuckled softly. I must have looked funny to him. Remembering that the price of the phone had exceeded a million won, I grabbed hyung’s clothing in a panic.
“Thank you?”
But it seemed hyung took my pleading gesture in a different way. He easily subdued my hand that was gripping his clothing between his arm and waist and continued speaking.
“It would be nice to go get the phone activated after lunch, right? What do you think, Cheongmyeong?”
“Why did you buy my phone?”
The words slipped out in a rush, and I realized I had sounded accusatory. It was a cold tone that surprised even me. Hyung pouted as if he had been hurt. That expression was so cute that I momentarily forgot what I wanted to say and stared at his face blankly.
“I could buy it for you.”
“…Still…”
I felt sorry for speaking harshly, and while I was captivated by my handsome brother’s face, I mumbled in a weak voice, devoid of fighting spirit. Hyung exaggeratedly pretended to be pitiful.
“Think of it as a gift. And can’t you rest a little longer?”
I wisely regained my senses at his last words. Coming back to reality, I showed a rather stern expression, indicating that I couldn’t accept it. Hyung’s face turned displeased, but he didn’t say anything else.
The tight embrace from hyung made my body feel warmer. I squirmed around, trying to find a way to endure the heat and weight. Hyung pressed down on me even more. Eventually, I gave up on finding a comfortable position and brought up another topic.
“If you’re off until Sunday, does that mean you’re taking three days off?”
“Right. Since the flight is Sunday night, it’s about three and a half days?”
“That’s quite a long break.”
I expressed my honest thoughts in admiration. Hyung’s lips curved into a bright smile. While I thought he was really handsome, the next thought that followed was that we could be together all weekend.
Just one small thing lifted my spirits in an instant. Even the faint worries about how to handle the attendance I had missed in the morning vanished. The corners of my mouth lifted slightly.
“…I’m glad I can be with you for a long time.”
I had almost murmured my true feelings without realizing it, and when I realized what I had said, I glanced at hyung shyly. Fortunately, he seemed not to have heard anything and maintained his affectionate expression.
Hyung’s large hand gently tidied my messy bangs. Sweet words that felt like they should be tested for addiction swam around in my head.
Suddenly, I felt a hard foreign sensation against my body from the blanket. I wondered if the blanket had bunched up, so I started to shift my waist slightly. But the bunched-up blanket showed no signs of unfolding. Realizing there was a limit to how much I could spread it with my body, I decided to endure a bit of discomfort.
“What are you going to do while you’re resting?”
“Well, I guess I’ll clean the house and do some grocery shopping? …And eat something delicious.”
Hyung answered with a small smile. As he lowered his head and buried his face in my neck, his lips brushed against my sensitive skin.
I shivered. He moved his lips to nibble on my neck and softly said, “Nom nom.”
Seeing him make such a cute sound, it seemed he was getting hungry. I, too, began to feel hunger as I gradually regained my senses from our casual conversation. I wrapped my arm around hyung’s back with the hand that had been caught between my arm and waist.
The discomfort from the bunched-up blanket became more pronounced. No, it felt more like a hard container than a blanket. Remembering something similar to a lotion bottle from yesterday made my cheeks flush. I chose to respond to hyung with a playful remark.
“…But hyung, if you’re going to lie down, can’t you at least straighten the blanket once? It’s a bit uncomfortable… There’s something like a Pringles can…”
Since my arms were held by hyung, I used my waist to indicate the area that felt strange. One of Saheon hyung’s eyebrows shot up.
“That’s my dick.”
