“…Ha….”
As Kwon Taejung, with dampened palms, licked the fluid with the tip of his tongue, he looked down at his erect member, painful enough to make me hard. Whether it was due to his consecutive orgasms or the tormenting of my hole, he couldn’t pinpoint when he had become like this, playing only with my fingers while it was Yigyeom who suffered.
Thinking it was all because of Yigyeom, Kwon Taejung, with his breath in disarray, only stared at Yigyeom’s slender ankles as he lay sprawled. With his underwear completely removed, the fact that the white socks remained on his ankles indicated a mounting excitement. Kwon Taejung slowly removed the socks covering Yigyeom’s ankles. Peach-like protruding ankle bones, delicate ankles, and immaculate, clean feet.
Unconsciously, Kwon Taejung kissed Yigyeom’s peach-like ankle bone, trailing down to his delicate ankle, and then used his tongue to tease the hollows. As Kwon Taejung explored Yigyeom’s inner thighs with his hands, his lips surpassed his fingers, entering the completely opened legs and teasing the hole where fluid gushed out. Yigyeom emitted a moan that sounded like crying.
As Kwon Taejung, licking the damp ankle, reached for the pretty ankle, Yigyeom’s body tensed. Kwon Taejung spread Yigyeom’s legs wide, using his tongue to touch the smooth calf and the back of the knee, while his hand delicately stroked the inside of the thigh.
His hand moved faster than his lips, sliding between the completely opened legs. When his fingers entered the hole, causing a mixture of fluids to gush out, Yigyeom whimpered, seemingly on the verge of tears. Kwon Taejung turned Yigyeom’s body around, capturing the eyes soaked with tears and the reddened face.
“Chief…”
Seeing the tear-soaked eyes and the wet face as he looked at his face, Kwon Taejung tilted his head down as if asking to be hugged, expressing relief. When he inserted his tongue into his wide-open mouth, he gathered his lips together, making an awkward, overly affectionate kiss. Kwon Taejung felt a sincere connection to Yigyeom as he witnessed this.
“I want to hear your voice…”
Uttering these words with a trembling voice, Yigyeom looked at his expression as if seeking approval. But when he inserted his tongue into his mouth as he had done before, gently touching and teasing, his awkward and adorable response made Kwon Taejung smile. Kwon Taejung deeply entwined his tongue, bringing their lips together.
“Umm….”
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As their lips completely sealed the entry, Kwon Taejung scraped and turned inside the mouth, and Yigyeom, summoning courage, stroked Kwon Taejung’s face as if asking him to continue. With each breath, they struggled to breathe properly, and Kwon Taejung’s pleasant fragrance permeated deep into the body.
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Recalling the moment when Kwon Taejung had asked him to ease off while kissing him earlier, Kwon Taejung remembered it and sought to reciprocate the kiss when asked to ease off.
Ah, damn. What should I do? He’s so pretty. I feel like dying because he’s so adorable. Kwon Taejung, yielding, parted his lips willingly. Yigyeom’s shy tongue timidly emerged and licked Kwon Taejung’s lips before tentatively entering his mouth.
Once again, Kwon Taejung willingly invited Yigyeom’s timid tongue, guiding it further into his mouth. As the tip of the tongue grazed and retreated, then ventured deeper, suddenly, Yigyeom’s tongue was completely inside Kwon Taejung’s mouth.
“Mmm…”
With each graze of their tongues, some of Yigyeom’s strength faded away. Kwon Taejung inserted his hands inside Yigyeom’s T-shirt, which was still on, and gripped both nipples with his thumbs and forefingers, twirling and massaging them.
For a moment, as the tightness around his waist eased slightly, Yigyeom’s buttocks sank completely. Kwon Taejung sucked on Yigyeom’s tongue inside his mouth for a moment before lightly grazing their tongues against each other outside their lips.
“Haah… Haah…”
As their lips separated, a disoriented breath struggled out in disarray. Yigyeom panted, looking at Kwon Taejung’s now-rounded T-shirt with raised hands. As the hands that were moving around the bulging fabric paused, Yigyeom’s waist jerked slightly.
Kwon Taejung released the nipples that had been tightly held, withdrew his hands, and completely removed Yigyeom’s T-shirt. Now, the only thing left on Yigyeom’s body was a white sock on his left foot.
“Even just touching makes it tighten. Yigyeom, do you like it that much?”
With closed eyes, feeling the accumulating pleasure in his body, Yigyeom finally opened his eyes and looked at Kwon Taejung. Just by locking eyes, he wanted to snuggle up and immerse himself in a pleasant sensation. Yigyeom felt he’d become really strange and quivered at the touch on his waist.
“Until a while ago, I was counting how many times we went but couldn’t count after we started going hard.”
Kwon Taejung, pushing back his damp hair casually, raised his waist upward. Yigyeom, sitting on Kwon Taejung’s member, almost liquid-like due to the deep thrusts, poured his semen onto Kwon Taejung’s abdomen.
Kwon Taejung, wiping the flowing substance with his hand, sucked on his fingers making a sound. Yigyeom, surprised at the whitish liquid, quickly grabbed Kwon Taejung’s hand and shook his head.
“…It’s dirty.”
“What’s dirty? It tastes good. Yigyeom, I can smell peaches here too.”
Blushing and embarrassed, Yigyeom’s eyes shook as Kwon Taejung laughed, stretching his wet fingers to clasp Yigyeom’s neck and pressed his lips tightly together, making it hard to even breathe.
The recent kiss was much rougher than before, making it hard to breathe, let alone regain composure. Nevertheless, Yigyeom enjoyed it. He felt so good that he didn’t want to ever experience this feeling of falling apart again.
“Umm, yes… Ah… Chief… Huh…”
As their lips barely separated, Kwon Taejung quickly dove back in. This time, along with their tongues tangling, his member thrust inside, penetrating Yigyeom deeply. Yigyeom, unable to avoid the intense stimulation from Kwon Taejung’s member, was overwhelmed by the immense pleasure.
The relentless waves of pleasure were so overwhelming that Yigyeom wondered if he could endure such strong stimulation. He unwittingly jerked his waist in an attempt to evade the stimulation. But evading it was futile; his body suddenly aligned perfectly. At that moment, Yigyeom’s body leaned backward, and a stream burst from the tip of Kwon Taejung’s member.
“Haah…”
Yigyeom poured out a crystal-clear liquid without any hesitation, leaning into Kwon Taejung’s embrace and losing consciousness. It felt like someone was relentlessly injecting pleasure into his head. The warm sensation of Kwon Taejung spreading inside him. That was the last thing Yigyeom felt before losing consciousness.
Carefully laying the unconscious Yigyeom down, Kwon Taejung covered him with a blanket, feeling cold as he dried off from the sweat. Kwon Taejung kissed Yigyeom’s sleeping face without realizing what he was doing, then lay down next to him and gently stroked his face as it gradually softened.
“Yigyeom. Are you asleep? What am I supposed to do if you’re already asleep? If someone sees us, they’ll think I tortured you.”
Well, that day might not be far off. Feeling light-hearted, Kwon Taejung gently pressed against Yigyeom’s now-soft skin. Even just seeing his peacefully sleeping face as he barely breathed made him feel unexpectedly tender.
“…”
Even before seeing his face in person, Kwon Taejung knew he was beautiful from the pictures. He also knew his pheromone fragrance, similar to his face—warm, sweet, and pleasant. But it hadn’t been long since he started feeling this overwhelming sense of sorrow and a feeling that he might disappear.
When was it? Was it when it rained heavily, and you came to see me at the container? Or was it when you answered my drunken call and ran over? Or perhaps… was it that day we sat on the secluded old alley steps, quietly watching the falling flower petals together?
“Hmm…”
Maybe it was when he made hot cocoa, waiting for you. Kwon Taejung buried himself in the warmth of their relationship, recalling every moment with Yigyeom in his mind and heart. He nestled into the warm embrace of Yigyeom, burying his face against his chest and closed his eyes.
Within the affectionate darkness that Yigyeom had created, both of them shone brightly with the vivid emotion’s name.
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