“Oh, ah…”
“It must be tough without me. You have to suck me like this, move your waist, and suck on my tongue.”
As Kwon Taejung teased again with his tongue, Yigyeom looked at him with a groan. His body, now drenched in sweat, trembled up and down beautifully. Kwon Taejung, his large hand wrapping around Yigyeom’s neck and head simultaneously, pressed his lips deeply against Yigyeom’s, intertwining their tongues until their minds became a mess. Then, looking at Yigyeom gasping for breath, he raised his waist forcefully.
“Hoo… Uh!”
“Babe, are you climaxing again?”
Teasingly, Kwon Taejung, seeing Yigyeom spilling clear liquid again, patted his back with a serious expression upon noticing his embarrassment.
“It’s okay. It might happen when it feels too good.”
“…Sorry… Uh, I’m really sorry, Chief…”
His words, coupled with his breathlessness, sounded indistinct. He found Yigyeom’s reactions cute when teasing, but seeing him sobbing miserably made it impossible to continue. Kwon Taejung had a soft spot for things that were unexpectedly cute. It turned out to be a taste I discovered after 32 years.
“No, I was just kidding. It might seem similar to climaxing, but it’s not the same. So, don’t cry. Okay?”
“I… I’m sorry for causing trouble… Uh, it’s okay…”
“It’s not a fake reassurance, really. I teased you because I find you cute. Or do you want to climax for real? Want to try until you climax? You’ll understand the difference then.”
“…I… I don’t want that… I won’t… Please believe I won’t.”
Seeing Yigyeom genuinely surprised by the extreme example, Kwon Taejung laughed, wiped his tears with a warm hand, finding the act of patting his cheek lovely.
“But, Babe, I haven’t finished yet.”
Pressing his lips firmly against Yigyeom’s cheek, Kwon Taejung pulled the disheveled blanket over, laying Yigyeom on it. Although he wanted to tidy things up properly, he had no time to arrange the blanket.
“Damn, you spilled again. Seems like Yigyeom had expectations.”
With a hot sensation pooling at the junction and seeping out, Kwon Taejung withdrew Yigyeom’s legs from over his shoulders, only leaving the tip of his member, then thrust it all the way in.
“Huh!”
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“Ugh, ah…”
Thrusting deeply into Yigyeom, tapping and tapping the inner walls gently, Yigyeom again showed signs of not knowing how to react, wriggling his waist and beating rhythmically. Kwon Taejung was thrilled. It wasn’t just the stimulation of the member; seeing Yigyeom reach the peak of pleasure with every motion excited him even more.
“Yigyeom… Ha… Every time I thrust, you climax.”
Indeed, each time Kwon Taejung gently tapped inside, Yigyeom spurted something akin to water from the tip of his member. Well, to say he was ejaculating might be an exaggeration, but he was definitely releasing something.
“Uh… Hoo, it’s strange… Chief… Ah…! Keep going, yes, keep going…”
“Yes, ah… Hmm, it’s fascinating to keep going.”
Kwon Taejung, quickly wiping his wet hair, turned his head slightly and kissed Yigyeom’s ankles and calves in succession. Then, he placed kisses over the socks Yigyeom still wore on his other ankle.
“Ah, yeah… That’s nice…”
After thrusting gently and then deeply intertwining their bodies before stopping, Yigyeom raised his waist slightly, feeling it deeply. Overwhelmed by the tender pleasure as if his entire body melted, Yigyeom couldn’t gather his thoughts. The sensation was too overwhelming to endure. Lost in the unending pleasure, he moaned deeply, seeking Kwon Taejung amidst the hand caressing his pooled waist, forgetting any shame.
“Yigyeom. Do you like it?”
“…I like it… Yeah, it’s too good…”
Finally waking up with the desire to be embraced by Kwon Taejung, Yigyeom, with his eyes wide open, kissed his lips eagerly, mixing their tongues. And in the midst of the immensely accumulated pleasure, their bodies collided strongly once again, reaching the climax without releasing anything.
“Ha…”
Kwon Taejung, watching Yigyeom in that state, also climaxed. The sensation spreading from head to toes simultaneously was incomparable. Kwon Taejung draped himself over Yigyeom like a lover, stretching out his body.
“Ah, sorry. It’s heavy.”
Seeing that it wasn’t easy to support someone much larger and heavier, Yigyeom moved aside, showing signs of catching his breath.
Kwon Taejung, as if not wanting to let go, hugged Yigyeom with his entire body, cherishing that warmth. Even though their bodies were a mess with sweat and fluids, it felt just fine.
“Do you want to sleep a bit?”
“…Yes…”
Yigyeom, embracing Kwon Taejung with a somewhat hazy mind, nodded. Enveloped in Kwon Taejung’s warmth emanating from his rising body temperature, Yigyeom felt drained and his eyes kept closing. Feeling the tender touch on his head and back, he held Kwon Taejung even closer. The feeling was overwhelmingly good.
“Sleep well, Yigyeom.”
And Kwon Taejung… It was nice. Suppressing emotions that arose simultaneously in his mind and heart, Yigyeom fell asleep.
It was impossible to know how much time had passed or whether it was day or night. Of course, one could tell if the room was somewhat bright, indicating morning or day, or completely dark, signaling sunset, but there was no one paying attention to those details.
They kissed when their eyes met, their tongues entwined, and naturally, their bodies aligned. It didn’t matter who initiated first. They spent their time entwined as if they’d die if they didn’t reach out, not letting go of each other’s bodies. Then they would fall asleep, waking up to find each other and resuming the repeated cycle of kissing from the lips.
It was fortunate in a way, yet also regretful, that as time passed, Yigyeom’s body gradually seemed to calm down. Kwon Taejung looked down at the unconscious Yigyeom, moving his waist as he contemplated.
What time was it now, and how much time had passed? Curiosity lingered, but on the other hand, there was a desire just to stay like this, oblivious to the outside world, and be glued to Yigyeom throughout.
“Ha… Hoo…”
Yigyeom’s body shook whenever he moved. Even though they were constantly entwined whenever our eyes met, Yigyeom felt something whenever he moved, unsure of what to do. Because he liked it, Kwon Taejung pressed harder against Yigyeom, pulling him closer. And of course, until Yigyeom was completely exhausted.
As Kwon Taejung lowered his body over the sleeping Yigyeom, gently brushing his nipples, he heard a vibration from somewhere and raised his torso, turning his head toward the direction of the sound. Then, from under the carelessly placed clothes, he picked up the mobile phone.
He assumed it must have been switched off, but the battery was barely holding on, still at a few percent. Kwon Taejung saw a call from the secretary and pressed the call button to his ear.
“Yeah, Jinwoo.”
“Taehyung, why couldn’t I reach you? What’s going on? I went home, but you weren’t there. Where are you?”
“I haven’t been in touch for a few days?”
“What?”
“How long hasn’t there been any contact?”
“It’s been a day. Since the day you went out for lunch with your boss. Where the heck are you?”
It seemed he had been holed up in the room with Yigyeom for three days already. Kwon Taejung, fixed on Yigyeom, who seemed to be waking up, moved his waist a bit faster.
“I had something come up.”
“What happened? Did you come into rut by any chance? Oh, but not yet.”
“It’s not because of rut. There was just something, but it’s almost resolved now. Tomorrow or… well, at the latest, the day after should be fine.”
There was no need to mention that he couldn’t contact the secretary because of Yigyeom’s heat. It was Yigyeom’s personal matter, and he didn’t want to bring up something so explicitly sexual. Kwon Taejung didn’t want anyone other than Yigyeom to imagine him in such a state.
“Are you not feeling unwell or anything like that?”
“No, that’s not it. Sorry, I should have contacted you earlier, but the situation wasn’t right.”
“If you need any help, let me know.”
“Um… then, can you buy some food? Um… go to Gome Nine and get some crab soup and other soft stuff and leave it in front of Yigyeom’s house. Oh, also get some chocolate. My sister likes it.”
“Is Yeon Yigyeom at home?”
“Let’s talk about it later. Please don’t ask now, and just do me this favor.”
The secretary replied, “Understood,” and the call ended. Kwon Taejung roughly placed the phone with its completely drained battery back in the corner and looked down at Yigyeom, who was blocking my mouth with both hands. Kwon Taejung gently took those hands away and chuckled softly.
“Why are you covering your mouth? It’s frustrating.”
“You were talking on the phone… If any… Ah, it’s not good…”
“So what? If they hear, they’ll think, ‘Oh, they’re doing it.'”
Playfully laughing, Kwon Taejung delved into Yigyeom, kissing and planting kisses all over Yigyeom’s face. Ticklish and feeling good, Yigyeom laughed and then relaxed, closing his eyes.
“They say we’ve been here for three days.”
“…Three days?”
So they went at it for three whole days without food 😯?! Three whole days lol. Wow, I admire their stamina. Thank you for the update. Lots of love ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤.