Chapter 71
While giving a reward, couldn’t he give a little more, or even a lot more?
Dr. Hong had advised not to be impatient, but Eun-hwi didn’t want to miss this opportunity when Yeo Moon-beom was showing a reaction first.
His body, which had been weak, had recovered considerably, and he had even received permission to act according to his desires. So it seemed okay to be a little flirtatious.
As Eun-hwi tried his best to seduce him, Yeo Moon-beom raised one eyebrow and asked as if to confirm:
“What? You want me to put it in?”
“Mmhmm. Like yesterday. Make me feel good.”
Yeo Moon-beom let out a laugh as he looked at the half-dokkaebi who was making an innocent expression, but who now surely knew what it meant to ask to be penetrated.
“Baby, you really say anything, don’t you?”
He poked the soft, chewy cheek with his index finger. The skin under his fingertip was so smooth. Suppressing the urge to bite it hard enough to leave teeth marks, Yeo Moon-beom moved his finger back and forth.
While making a fierce expression so the other wouldn’t look at him anymore.
Eun-hwi pouted his lips and grumbled.
“I’m not a baby. I’m an adult.”
It was adorably mischievous how he kept glancing around nervously but refused to look away, even though the sharply raised eyes were threatening.
Really.
He doesn’t know how to be afraid of people.
Yeo Moon-beom snorted and flicked the round forehead with his thumb and index finger. The half-dokkaebi squeezed his eyes shut and let out a short cry of “Ack!” at the strong impact that made a snapping sound.
“If you’re an adult, act like one. What are you trying to do outside? No. It’s dirty.”
“But the fireflies are all mating outside too?”
Even while rubbing the sore spot with both hands, Eun-hwi tirelessly asked back. His tone was more of genuine incomprehension rather than dissatisfaction.
“…”
Fireflies searching for passionate love with cold light.
A fantastical scene that could have come from a fairy tale was spread out before them, but upon closer inspection, it was all a desperate struggle to find a mate.
Since it wasn’t exactly wrong, Yeo Moon-beom turned his back, unable to hold back a laugh.
His head was throbbing as if he was dealing with a teenager who had just awakened to sex. It was a more difficult opponent than a gambler who begs to sit at the table one more time, clinging to trouser legs, unable to give up greed even after losing all their money.
“Moon-beom. Let’s mate quickly too, okay?”
Eun-hwi grabbed his arm and smiled brightly. Yeo Moon-beom clenched his lips shut, feeling like harsh words might spill out at the sight of the other smiling coyly with his eyes.
He was filled with the desire to immediately shove his dick into that wet, twitching hole and mess it up thoroughly. But this was outside.
No matter how much of a thief he was, he didn’t have such a rotten mindset as to engage in outdoor play with a child whose body hadn’t fully recovered from the effects of their first experience.
“Hah…”
This was all the karma of making the other perceive sex as a type of play. Although it was something he had to do inevitably to gain power, it was a mistake to underestimate the playful nature of dokkaebis.
With no other choice, Yeo Moon-beom pulled out his last resort.
“Can’t do it. No condom.”
“…Ah!”
Eun-hwi’s eyes widened at this unexpected problem. His shoulders, which had been raised high with anticipation, slumped down. Just when it seemed he was finally giving up on throwing a tantrum,
“Do we have to put a condom on the dick?”
He asked stubbornly, lifting his head stiffly.
“Don’t you remember? I told you you’ll get a stomachache if you swallow cum in your ass.”
“I can endure a stomachache…”
Muttering as if he could sufficiently bear that much, Eun-hwi wiggled his body and pressed his hips against the front of Yeo Moon-beom’s pants. Despite his mind’s intentions, his dick honestly reacted, revealing their presence.
A bright smile spread across Eun-hwi’s face at the momentary change felt through the thin fabric. Pressing his lower body close and blatantly rubbing against the center, his clear face illuminated by the yellow light of the fireflies contrasted with his body’s actions, stimulating Yeo Moon-beom’s nerves.
His lower abdomen grew hot.
“Fuck.”
Yeo Moon-beom cursed roughly, lowered the strap on his shoulder and threw his bundle to the ground. Startled by the suddenly intensified gaze, Eun-hwi stopped moving his hips. The smoothly extended corners of his mouth rose diagonally.
“You mischievous dokkaebi.”
He licked his lower lip slightly and asked in a whisper:
“I was worried about your body, but you’re just in heat. Hm?”
The half-dokkaebi examined the other’s contorted eyes at the low voice that sounded very angry. It seemed his blatant flirting, ignoring Dr. Hong’s advice not to be impatient, had backfired.
Yeo Moon-beom stretched his arm with long muscle divisions behind his waist to trap the other so he couldn’t escape anywhere. Then he grabbed Eun-hwi’s buttocks firmly with his other hand and probed between the cleft.
“Be honest. You planned to bring me here and get fucked from the start, didn’t you?”
“…What do you mean get fucked?”
There were no fruit trees commonly seen in the mountain god’s domain in this rocky mountain area. As Eun-hwi looked around, wondering if there were any fruit-bearing trees, Yeo Moon-beom let out a sigh that sounded like lamentation and grabbed his wrist.
“This won’t do. Come here.”
He took Eun-hwi to a rock about the size one person could sit on. As the half-dokkaebi quietly watched him undo his shirt buttons one by one, impatient hands grabbed and tore at the clothes.
Buttons forcibly ripped off by the strong grip flew into the darkness where yellow lights floated.
Were they finally going to play the sex game?
He thought he had been brought here out of anger, but that didn’t seem to be the case. The half-dokkaebi, rolling his large eyes to observe, began unbuttoning his own pink shirt, fidgeting with his small hands.
“Sit down.”
In the meantime, he had already taken off his shirt. The remaining buttons that had been barely hanging on by threads fell off helplessly.
He looked at them with regretful eyes. It was a shame that the clothes had lost their function and become unusable.
Regardless, Yeo Moon-beom spread his removed clothes on the relatively flat top of the rock and sat Eun-hwi on it.
“Are we doing it here?”
“It’s better than the dirty ground.”
The rock’s contours were too uneven to lie back against like yesterday, so sitting astride was the only option. Still, it seemed much more comfortable than the standing position with the partner’s body lifted that he had seen in books, so Eun-hwi leaned back as far as he could.
“Mmm…”
There were three buttons left. Unable to bring himself to tear the new clothes he was wearing for the first time today, the half-dokkaebi wiggled to undo the buttonholes.
Impatient with those slow movements, the other opened his shirt with skilled hands. After briefly looking down at the exposed white body, Yeo Moon-beom slipped his hand into the open gap and pinched and twisted the erect nipple.
“…Ahh!”
For a moment, a moan close to a cry of pleasure burst out. Perhaps because they were having sex somewhere other than home, his tense body reacted more sensitively than yesterday. All his senses sharpened like a well-honed knife.
“Ah, nng. Ah, nngh…”
The large hand caressing his body was cool and dry. It was from being exposed to the night breeze throughout the mountain climb.
“Now you’re trembling.”
Yeo Moon-beom, who had been frowning with a scowl the whole time, let out a small laugh and moved his hand.
“It’s not, because I’m cold. Moon-beom’s hands, feel, nng, good…”
Hurriedly trying to take off his shirt in case the other would stop, he was restrained.
“Just keep it on.”
“But, you took, yours off.”
“It’s sexier if you keep it on. For you.”
“Re, ally?”
“Really.”
“O-okay. I’ll keep being sexy.”
He thought it would be easier to take the clothes off completely for foreplay, but the fact that he insisted on leaving them on was probably out of concern for his physical condition. Not because it was actually sexy.
It’s fine even without that.
The fact that he could join bodies with someone who cared for him so much quickly made him heat up. Eun-hwi moaned, twisting his waist at the touch caressing every corner of his body.
“Hah, ah… Nng, ah, ahh.”
After firmly pressing and rubbing the protrusion with his palm, he trapped the nipple between his fingers and teased it. With his other hand, he fondled the horn in the same way.
A tingling pleasure flowed through his skin at the rough caress kneading his head and upper body at once. When Eun-hwi couldn’t help but twist his head, Yeo Moon-beom, who had been gripping tightly enough to hurt, scratched the top surface as if to show off.
“Ahh, ah!”
As if taking revenge on Eun-hwi who had been pestering him until now, he stimulated the nipples and horns without giving any respite, pressing down hard.
“Ah, nnh! Ah, hah, ahh!”
The places being touched were hot. The half-dokkaebi, who had been moaning with his mouth open, dazed by the unceasing movements of the fondling hand, said in a voice drowned in pleasure:
“The other, hnn, nipple too, haah… Touch it, Moon-beom.”
“Look at this. I really don’t know who’s fucking who here.”
Through his blurred vision, wet with the heat of the night, he saw the corners of the other’s eyes gently curling up.
As he blankly traced those contours, the other obediently moved his hand and began caressing his body even more stimulatingly than before.
“…Hnn!”
His heart pounded fiercely under the large hand, as if it would burst at any moment. Eun-hwi trembled all over and tilted his head back.
“My dick, hnng, feels tight.”
Wearing casual clothes that humans wear rather than loose hanbok made him feel constricted between his legs. Eun-hwi carefully moved his hand that had been gripping the rock to keep from falling and unbuttoned his jeans.
Thump.
When he pulled down the zipper, his swollen, hot dick sprang out.
Unable to wear the relatively loose inner pants underneath, he had come out wearing only jeans with nothing else. When his erect dick swayed in the air instead of underwear, intense excitement spread in Yeo Moon-beom’s eyes as he looked down.
“Really. So shameless.”
“I’m not, hnn, naked yet?”
The tip was still covered by foreskin, unable to be pulled back by hand. As Eun-hwi slightly lifted his hips to lower his pants to his ankles, Yeo Moon-beom knelt on the ground and bent down to take the dick in his mouth.
