That low, resonating laughter seemed to induce neurosis. How infuriating. It was no exaggeration to say that having his rear—not even his cock, but his hole—sucked by Sa Gong-hyun would haunt him for a long time, it was so shameful.
“Really… that’s too much.”
Suppressed sorrow suddenly erupted. Everything was always his way.
Even though he himself would vehemently reject if someone offered to suck his rear, he does whatever he wants. And he doesn’t show mercy even when begged to stop.
When Jae-young sniffled and exhaled a shallow breath, Sa Gong-hyun tilted his legs to the side. Gone was the neat face, replaced by a molester with hair messily grabbed.
“You cry at the drop of a hat.”
“Now, please let go. Hyun-ssi is the one who did wrong, so why… why am I being punished?”
Tears continued to pour out. He released Sa Gong-hyun’s head and wiped away his tears with his palm. With reddened eyes, he reluctantly looked up at him.
The previously mischievous gaze transformed into an expression that was ambiguous to call a smile. His ankles, freed from the grip, fell heavily on either side of Sa Gong-hyun.
Sa Gong-hyun leaned his upper body forward in that position. He pulled down Jae-young’s hands, which were half-covering his face. His expression was quite solemn.
“From now on, get permission before you cry.”
“…I don’t want to.”
“Do it even if you don’t want to. Before I create something truly worth crying about.”
“You were really mean…”
Jae-young sniffled and averted his gaze. He was truly stubborn. Violent, arrogant—there was an abundance of negative words to describe him.
His lips, filled with discontent, continued to pout. Sa Gong-hyun, who had been staring at those lips, brought his lips to Jae-young’s cheek.
The soft tongue curved gently over the smooth cheek. Finding it ticklish, Jae-young lightly pushed Sa Gong-hyun’s shoulder.
“It tickles.”
“If it tickles, what do you want me to do about it?”
His responding voice was indifferent. And why have you been speaking informally since earlier? Jae-young, mentally listing a series of complaints, snorted.
It was childish. Just as he pushed his shoulder again, Sa Gong-hyun bared his teeth and bit Jae-young’s cheek.
“Ah!”
He let out a single scream as it hurt enough to make his tears disappear. Shh… As the disgruntled sound escaped through his teeth, Sa Gong-hyun straightened his upper body.
With a serene face, he undid his pants buckle. Jae-young lowered his gaze at the metallic sound and his lips parted. While his face looked so plain as to appear indifferent, his lower part was ferociously erect.
“…Are you going to do it?”
Jae-young’s voice was stiff. Having already ejaculated once, he was somewhat calmed down and hadn’t noticed. As the cock, which must have been constricted inside the pants, became visibly apparent, Jae-young couldn’t help but tense up again.
“Then why do you think I was sucking Do Jae-young-ssi’s bottom?”
He didn’t know whether to be grateful that Sa Gong-hyun had given him even a moment to catch his breath.
Jae-young raised his index finger and traced down the firm chest. He felt the thumping heartbeat while caressing the scarred parts.
It was fast. The irregularly beating pulse was fascinating. He had thought the heart would beat mechanically, but the fact that it was continuing with such a distinctly human rhythm. And the inexplicable sense of security he felt while listening to that sound.
He had once read in a book, which he’d perused to kill time, that the sound of a heartbeat provides mental stability. That was probably the reason. Although lying naked on Sa Gong-hyun’s body was uncomfortable, that sound helped somehow. He had thought he would feel completely uneasy smelling the scent of a man, not a woman, but it wasn’t particularly so.
His feet, hidden under the blanket, fidgeted on their own. Jae-young, who had been meaninglessly stroking the scars, lifted his face from where it had been pressed against the firm chest.
He immediately met Sa Gong-hyun’s eyes. He was kneading Jae-young’s buttocks, which were lying on top of him.
“Aren’t you tired?”
“I’m fine.”
Hmm, Jae-young narrowed his eyes finely and prolonged his nasal sound. He wasn’t entirely satisfied with the answer.
There were two reasons for this. First, Sa Gong-hyun, who had been speaking informally during sex, had reverted to formal speech. Second, Sa Gong-hyun had been in formal attire when standing in front of the house. This meant that he had been working during daylight hours.
In reality, Sa Gong-hyun was maintaining an unaffected expression, but instead of accepting this, Jae-young recalled the drug. Is the drug’s effect usually this long? Or has he become accustomed to this lifestyle?
His rather trivial concern had gone on for quite a while. When Jae-young only made a meaningful expression without any particular response, Sa Gong-hyun raised an eyebrow once. After rubbing his chest with his fingertips as if pressing down on it, Jae-young opened his mouth again.
“I’m not planning to sleep tonight.”
“What does that mean?”
“You should ask for the reason, not the meaning.”
“Well, I think I kind of know already.”
Sa Gong-hyun responded languidly while rubbing between Jae-young’s mounds. Horrified, Jae-young quickly protested.
“Have you forgotten that we’ve been having sex continuously until just now? That’s not what I meant.”
He was nothing short of an animal. His touch around that area was quite explicit, as if he couldn’t even feel that it must be swollen and sore.
Jae-young’s eyebrows contorted in displeasure. He put his hand under the blanket and personally removed Sa Gong-hyun’s hand.
The hand detached more easily than expected. The problem was that it now began targeting the inside of his thighs instead of his hole.
As Jae-young pouted his lower lip and grumbled, Sa Gong-hyun laughed deeply. Does he think I’m actually gay? What kind of seduction tactic is this? Even though his smile was pretty, Jae-young had no intention of letting it slide.
His lower area was too sore to press their bodies together again. Moreover, he had ejaculated so much during their relationship that thin semen had come out. It was already hard enough to keep his wits about him, and if he had sex again in this state, he would have to lie down all day tomorrow without moving.
“Hyun-ssi, hurry up.”
Jae-young urged him by putting his hand on Sa Gong-hyun’s front shoulder to bring the subject back. It was a nuance that seemed unlikely to be an ordinary reason to anyone, but Sa Gong-hyun didn’t seem particularly curious. Yielding to Jae-young’s continued urging, Sa Gong-hyun moved his lips with an indifferent face.
“Why are you staying up all night unnecessarily?”
“Because I need to stand guard.”
He answered quickly. He had no intention of falling asleep with their bodies pressed together in this cramped bed anyway. He would certainly not sleep properly due to the uncomfortable bedding.
Since he wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway, there was no harm in adding another excuse. It was fortunate that his character wasn’t as nasty as Sa Gong-hyun’s.
“Do you understand? I’m going to stay up all night because I need to watch over someone.”
He repeated it as if being generous, thinking that Sa Gong-hyun probably hadn’t understood. Sa Gong-hyun’s expression was subtle. It was puzzling. Jae-young had said it expecting some kind of emotional response, but there was no such sign.
“So that means you can sleep comfortably.”
However, Jae-young elaborated on the meaning of his words more kindly without minding. Sa Gong-hyun had never been one to reveal his feelings. He might have shown some coldness somewhere, but there was no such indication.
After the question he had been forced to ask, Sa Gong-hyun had kept his mouth shut, but now he let out a “ha,” a hollow laugh.
“…This is ridiculous.”
His voice was so small that if Jae-young hadn’t been focusing, he might not have understood what he said. Jae-young realized that the hand that had been tickling his thigh had stopped moving at some point.
“I read on the internet that if you sleep relaxed and reassured, you can sleep deeply without having bad dreams.”
“After nearly having a hole drilled in your head, you can still say that?”
“There’s no gun in my room anyway.”
“People can die by bare hands too.”
It was a cryptic statement. Not being able to trust himself—nothing could be more pitiful. This psychology was something that Jae-young, packed with self-love and self-esteem, could never understand in his lifetime.
“…I believe you.”
Jae-young smiled slightly as he pulled up the corners of his mouth. With his eyes half-closed, he lowered his head and overlapped his lips with Sa Gong-hyun’s. Their lips touched lightly and then separated.
“I’ll come back before I die by your hands. Like that time.”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
