Sa Gong-hyun’s perception was too keen. Seung-kwon’s bracelet had the same design as Jae-young’s. Only the size was different.
How did he even notice that? Jae-young’s gaze traced his own bracelet. Suddenly, Sa Gong-hyun twisted his wrist and grasped Jae-young’s bracelet. His face instantly turned pale.
“…Ah, don’t!”
He reflexively screamed.
“What do you mean, ‘don’t’? Is someone going to take it away?”
“No, mmm, hm… Don’t touch it, Hyun-ssi.”
Despite trying hard to twist his wrist away, Sa Gong-hyun didn’t budge at all. He tightly closed his eyes for a time that would easily pass three seconds.
It was the worst. Why would he touch the bracelet at a time like this? His mind went blank, knowing full well what audio the embedded listening device would capture and who it would go to.
“Isn’t it just a cheap bracelet? You’re wearing something that doesn’t even suit you.”
“…It’s nothing, ugh! Ah, please…”
He needed to let him know that touching the bracelet was a mistake, but his words wouldn’t come out properly. He desperately tried not to moan. If only the previously stationary cock hadn’t started stirring inside him again, his breaths wouldn’t have mixed with moans.
It was humiliating. It was so humiliating that he wanted to bite his tongue right away, but he swallowed hard and endured it. He hoped that Seung-kwon would realize this was a mistake.
Fortunately or unfortunately, Sa Gong-hyun inserted his finger inside the bracelet, bent it, and pulled hard. Snap. The bracelet broke instantly.
“Ugh! Don’t, do… ungh! That, haa…”
Jae-young thrust his hips and buried his forehead in the bed. He twisted his wrist that had been caught again, but it was useless.
“It seems very important. Even while having sex with me, this trivial bracelet is more important?”
“Haa, ungh! Stop… just, a bit… s-slowly, please, hah…”
“Why would I listen to Do Jae-young, huff, because it’s pretty?”
Without dragging it out any longer, Sa Gong-hyun released his wrist and straightened his upper body. The heavy weight was gone, but the force pounding into him below was still intense.
No sooner had he raised his head while gripping the bed than his prone body was suddenly flipped over. The breath he had been holding momentarily burst out all at once.
“Requests are made like this, face to face.”
“Ungh, hah!”
Sa Gong-hyun roughly grabbed Jae-young’s lower jaw. The grip was stronger than expected, making his jaw hurt. Jae-young, breathing heavily, barely managed to open his eyes.
“…It hurts. Ugh, mmm…”
“Is that all the sound you know how to make?”
“…Hyun, Hyun-ssi…”
Sa Gong-hyun, who had hooked one of Jae-young’s legs inside his arm, gently stroked his shin. Because he had placed his bent knee on the edge of the bed, the lower part dipped sharply.
“I want… mmh, I want to kiss you.”
The leg draped over his arm gradually folded. The moment Jae-young let out a strained groan, Sa Gong-hyun’s lips met his. Jae-young wrapped his arms around his neck as their tongues intertwined.
Sa Gong-hyun caressed Jae-young’s side. His body felt endlessly sweet. The shame he had felt when the listening device was activated was quickly forgotten.
Even while letting out suppressed moans from the cock penetrating him deeply below, he passionately tangled his tongue with the other man’s. He thought it was sweet. Unconsciously, he felt a sense of security in his body heat. It was the kind of security that would have frightened him had they been intimate while sober. He wanted to swallow every single breath that escaped from Sa Gong-hyun.
“Mmm, ah…!”
Before he could even realize he had such feelings, the sensation of climax rushed to his lower body. His cock, pressed against Sa Gong-hyun’s abdomen, spilled semen.
Even after Jae-young’s climax, Sa Gong-hyun’s thrusting continued without interruption. Even when he finally came inside Jae-young, Jae-young refused to let Sa Gong-hyun pull away.
The squelching sounds of semen and flesh rubbing together resonated continuously.
He enjoyed kissing him. He enjoyed having sex with him, sharing body heat with him. He could no longer doubt this.
***
His chest felt strangely tight. Jae-young slowly blinked as he heavily lifted his eyelids.
His vision, accustomed to darkness, scanned the unfamiliar ceiling. Rather than noticing this, Jae-young turned to his side. He took in Sa Gong-hyun’s neat face.
“…Are you sleeping?”
His face with closed eyes was truly beautiful. His facial lines weren’t particularly thick, but they didn’t look fragile either—they looked firm. His nose bridge was as smooth as if someone had sculpted it. His lips were incredibly moist despite not using any lip balm.
“Stop pretending to sleep and wake up.”
Jae-young whispered softly. There was no movement on Sa Gong-hyun’s face. Jae-young raised his hand and carefully touched his face.
“Hyun-ssi.”
The long, straight eyelashes and skin that wasn’t particularly soft but had no blemishes. Suddenly, he felt the urge to kiss him as he showed his defenseless self.
“…Sa Gong-hyun.”
It was the first time he called his full name in front of him. His chest felt ticklish.
“You couldn’t sleep other times, but now…”
Despite his complaint, Sa Gong-hyun remained silent. Suddenly, a mischievous feeling arose. Jae-young moved his hand downward and felt for Sa Gong-hyun’s cock. The cock in his hand was thick and large, making his lower body tense.
He was merely holding Sa Gong-hyun’s cock, yet his body felt inexplicably sweet. His legs entangled. Excited breaths welled up from his mouth.
It was just as Jae-young lifted his chin to kiss those sleeping lips. Suddenly, Sa Gong-hyun’s face darkened, and Jae-young felt as if his throat was being strangled.
“…Ack!”
Jae-young exhaled roughly and looked up at Sa Gong-hyun with difficulty. Sa Gong-hyun, who had somehow taken control above Jae-young, was once again strangling him, just like that time. The only difference was that his face was so black that it wasn’t visible.
“…Hy, Hyun-ssi.”
Gritting his teeth, Jae-young called his name. Tears soaked the pillowcase like a faucet had been turned on.
Then, from the face that was painted completely black like it had been covered in ink, eyes became visible. They were eyes filled with resentment and anger.
“…Why.”
Only after his voice was heard did his face fully appear. I’m going to die. I’m definitely going to die. He felt it instinctively. That this time, he would surely die.
“Why…”
Sa Gong-hyun repeated the same word a second time. As Jae-young struggled to push away his hands, his mind was gradually becoming distant.
“Why did you deceive me!”
The moment he unleashed his pent-up sorrow—
“…Huh.”
Jae-young opened his eyes, clutching his throat. He hastily raised his upper body. Tears flowed from his eyes, still excited from the dream.
A dream. It was a dream. He took deep breaths, trying to regulate his breathing. He couldn’t calm down at all. Despite the sunlight filtering through the window, his heart jumped erratically.
Jae-young closed his eyes and forcibly controlled his breathing, eventually regaining his composure. Taking slow but deep breaths, he turned his head to the side.
Sa Gong-hyun was lying beside him. The face he had seen in his dream was there. Looking at the peaceful face, Jae-young tightly shut his mouth as if at a loss for words.
He was sleeping. Despite Jae-young’s inconsiderate movements, despite the arm that had been embracing his waist falling onto his leg as he raised his upper body, Sa Gong-hyun only breathed evenly. It wasn’t a pretense of sleep. Until now, Sa Gong-hyun had always fallen asleep later than Jae-young and woken up earlier. Since he was always looking at him with the same face whenever he woke up, Jae-young still thought he wasn’t sleeping well.
His heart felt troubled. He had woken up startled from a nightmare he rarely had, yet the very person who made his dream a nightmare was sleeping with an astonishingly peaceful face. The fact that Sa Gong-hyun was undoubtedly truly asleep. The fact that he found that sight pleasing.
After stroking his own neck once, Jae-young lay back down beside him. He placed the limp arm back around his waist.
He didn’t express his complicated feelings. In the dream, Jae-young had tried to hold Sa Gong-hyun’s cock and kiss him, but in reality, Jae-young just stared at his face.
Since he was already in a deep sleep, Jae-young partly hoped that he would wake up feeling refreshed.
***
He couldn’t deny it. Looking at Sa Gong-hyun’s sleeping face and the eyes that slowly revealed themselves from that peace, he wanted to see that face a bit longer.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
