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will the smut ever end…?
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The dawn’s blue light seeped through the large window. Inheon had already woken up, but he didn’t want to get up just yet. He turned and laid on his side. Juwon was sleeping right next to him.
Skin tinted blue from the dawn’s light, a small scar on his left eyebrow, long eyelashes, a tall and lean nose bridge, and slightly swollen lips… He gazed at him for a while before reaching out a hand to stroke his cheek. The skin beneath his fingertips was warm and moist. He couldn’t touch him properly, afraid of waking him up.
Juwon always slept quietly, so although he could sense his life reactions, there were times it made him feel on edge and as if his heart dropped as well. He seemed like a princess from a faraway land who had fallen asleep after eating a poisoned apple under the witch’s trick. He wanted to wake him from his slumber with a kiss. He wanted to see his own reflection in those clear, brown eyes.
On the other hand, he felt anxious.
He was afraid that once he opened his eyes, Juwon wouldn’t recognise him. Afraid that he’d look at him with vigilant eyes and a suspicious gaze as he questioned why he was here.
He had only been looking at him, but before he knew it, dawn had passed and morning had arrived. Inheon carefully got out of bed so as not to wake Juwon, and he headed to the bathroom.
Cold water streamed down from above his head. Having held Juwon in the bathroom many times before without any clothes on, the image of Juwon’s naked body reflexively appeared before his eyes. A long, white neck, sharp shoulder bones, a slim waist, and a small pelvis below it, as well as a round butt, long legs, and insteps with prominent bones.
He wanted to kiss his lips and twist his nipples, which would darken to a bright red. He wanted to pull his waist into a hug and push his entire body into his damp hole.
Juwon would hug his neck and press his chest against him. A moan would ring against his ears as rapid breaths touched him. He felt tingles, as if every part he imagined was physically touching him.
After finishing his shower, he headed to the kitchen and prepared breakfast. These days, he had been preparing the food Juwon ate at home himself.
As Inheon started to cook, he realised that there were people out there who could make decent food and those who couldn’t. There were people who could make something worth eating with only the ingredients found in the fridge and people who would be better off eating the original ingredients as they were, even if they tried their hardest to make something with high-quality ingredients.
He wasn’t the former, but Juwon was definitely the latter. Of course, Juwon was still unaware of that fact. Because everything Juwon made was eaten by him.
Inheon hoped Juwon would continue to remain unaware of this fact. He was scared that Juwon, who had a small appetite and was barely able to find any fun in eating, would lose interest again. Now, he just wanted Juwon to enjoy delicious things in peace.
While he was peeling an apple, the door to the main room creaked open. Juwon, with slightly mussed hair, walked out in his sleepwear. Though it was a pair of matching clothes, they usually slept naked, so it was rarely worn. Seeing Juwon get up in the morning and change into those clothes, Inheon never failed to let out a laugh.
“Did you sleep well?”
Juwon’s voice was still a bit groggy as he replied, “Yeah… When did you wake up?”
“Just now, too.”
As he poured some lukewarm water into a cup and handed it to him, Juwon took it and mumbled while drinking, “Oh, I was planning to go for a run, but I overslept…”
“That’s good.”
Juwon chuckled. It seemed like he thought he was joking, but he was being serious. It was good that Juwon, who would wake up once it was half past four in the morning without the need for an alarm and regardless of what time he slept, ended up oversleeping.
“Wash up before you eat.”
“Mm, I’ll eat first and then shower.”
He was glad to hear that. He placed the beef radish soup and egg porridge he had made in the morning on the table. Juwon’s eyes lit up as he picked up his spoon, anticipating the taste.
Even before he ate, the sight of the hand neatly holding the chopsticks made his stomach tighten. Looking at the pink tips of his nails, his long and skinny fingers, the back of his hand with blue veins, and the prominent bone of his wrist, his heart undoubtedly felt moved.
“My husband is indeed good at everything he does with his body…”
As they sat facing each other and ate, Juwon said some words of admiration. There wasn’t much prepared since it was only morning, so he wondered if eating well was something to admire him for.
“Is today the day you’re going to the training centre?”
Inheon nodded slowly, not particularly eager about it. Lately, he just wanted to spend all day rolling around with Juwon.
Juwon continued, “You’re watching over the new A-classes’ training, right? I wonder if they’ll be useful…”
“I’ll have to make them useful… What about you?”
“I don’t have any special plans today.”
Juwon grinned as he told him he had no plans, and that appearance of his seemed so relaxed that Inheon smiled as well. However, a part of his chest felt heavy. At first, he felt so elated that he could hum whenever he saw Juwon sleep well, eat well, and laugh well, and although he still liked it now, he also felt upset.
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He thought of the old Juwon. He, who remained vigilant and raised his guard against everyone, not eating or sleeping properly like a wounded beast. In reality, it was because he was hurt…
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After checking that Juwon had eaten everything, even the apple peels, Inheon went to sit next to him at the four-person table. He tilted his head and asked Juwon, “What else am I good at?”
“Huh?”
“Something else I do with my body; what else is your husband good at?”
“Good at catching monsters?”
“And?”
“Good at exercising, too.”
“And?”
As Inheon rushed him, Juwon whispered, “Above all… good at kissing.”
Inheon kissed his lips. The kiss felt like the descent of a feather, and he gently bit his lower lip before licking it. It was something he had been wanting to do from the moment he opened his eyes at dawn until now. Impatient, he wanted to kiss him more.
The inside of the mouth where the soft tongue had grazed was smooth. He wanted to take his time tasting the entire inside of his mouth. He tapped his teeth with the tip of his tongue before pushing in between the gaps.
“Ngh, mm…”
The inside of Juwon’s mouth felt warm and sensitive. He rubbed the inside of his mouth with his tongue, and a damp voice leaked from the inside of his throat. The noise sounded sweet to him, and he pushed his tongue deeper in. Their tongues intertwined.
“Ha, agh…!”
His moans became wetter, perhaps because his breath was blocked by the long and round lump of flesh that filled his mouth. The saliva he sucked tasted sweet. He swallowed the saliva that pooled on the inside of his tongue like a sweet substance. Like a starving man who could finally devour something, he could do nothing but suck it.
“Haa, haa…”
The hair tangled in his grasp was soft. He wanted to touch his skin as well. He pushed his hand into his thin sleepwear as he kissed him, his warm and soft skin against his hand. He felt sorry for the rough feel of his calloused palm, but he couldn’t stop himself from touching him.
His pale nipple was caught in between his index and middle fingers. He rubbed the soft outer skin with the pad of his finger as if wanting to crush it, and he grazed it with his nail. Eventually, the bump became stimulated by the touch and flushed red, the nubs stiffening. He breathed into his gasping lips and gathered the entirety of his slender chest with his palms.
The rims of Juwon’s eyes and the tip of his nose were as red as his lips. As his skin, pale enough for his blue veins to show through, flushed, Inheon felt not only his cock but his spine stiffen as well. Perhaps because up until then, he had never seen Juwon look dishevelled, to the extent that he almost seemed ascetic.
All they had done was kiss, but the cock in his pants was standing straight and even hurting. To tell the truth, since the moment he opened his eyes, he had been in that state. It wasn’t as if he were some beast in heat, but his body burned to kiss him, to touch his skin, and to enter him.
He himself found it ridiculous. He had once thought he was more on the chaste side when it came to sexual things.
Ever since the Christmas of when he was fifteen, he constantly thought about Juwon and Juwon only. However, he didn’t yearn for him sexually. Perhaps it was because he lived in a group environment, but he had never masturbated or done anything of the like either. Rather, he viewed the people in his surroundings who’d talk about obscene things as pathetic.
However, the moment they met again and held hands for a handshake, the moment he called his name with those lips—everything changed from that moment onward.
Juwon disliked looking young compared to his position, so he would always obsessively button his shirt up to the top and wear his necktie tight around his neck. However, just the sight of the soft hairs on his nape showing above his shirt was enough for him to masturbate.
The hand that swept down his ribs, sides, and pelvis slipped inside his pants. It touched his supple butt.
“Ugh…!”
It stroked the area between the two mounds. Even though they had done it so many times last night, his hole was shut tight again. The tip of his finger tickled it as he pushed it through the gap, and Juwon’s shoulders flinched upward. His lips laid light pecks on his shoulders.
“Ha, haa… Inheon-ah…?”
“Yeah…?”
He wanted to make it hurt less, even if it was just a little bit. However, he couldn’t stop, so he slowly pushed in one finger after another. He moved the tips of his fingers, rubbing circles into his inner walls, and the sleek walls tightly squeezed his fingers. As Juwon winced, he pushed his index finger in until it reached the base.
“Ugh, I, haa, still have to go to work, though…?”
“You’re already late, don’t go…”
If there was a set number of working hours in one’s life, Juwon would’ve already accomplished enough to be able to play around until he died.
He wanted to hurry and push his dick into the narrow and warm interior, but he remained patient. He stretched the inside enough for a gap his glans could fit in and pushed his middle finger deep inside. If it was too stiff, he’d graze the area where a lump had formed.
“Haa, ugh, I said you were good at kissing, but who has sex first thing in the morning… hngh!”
Inheon pulled down his pants, and the cock that had been pushed down by the fabric sprung out.
Even the veins wrapped around his dick were standing stiff. Looking down at the cock that was slick with precum, Juwon’s eyebrows furrowed. No matter how many times he saw it, he just couldn’t get used to it. Even more so because Juwon’s dick resembled himself, smooth and pale in colour.
“Then what should we do about this…?”
Inheon rubbed the tip of his nose against Juwon’s cheek. His penis, as enlarged as it could be, bobbed and rubbed against Juwon’s even stomach.
“…Hm, honey?”
The lump of flesh, swollen red, writhed and pulsated on its own. Juwon, looking at the cock pumped with blood and emitting warm heat with a tired gaze, nodded his head. As soon as he was given consent, Inheon lined his glans against the wincing hole.
“Ugh…!”
Juwon’s body trembled. Inheon felt his breath hitch as well as he felt the pressure that made him feel as if his entire cock was being squeezed, even though he had only put in the tip of his glans. Although he tried to push in slowly, Juwon wrapped his arms around Inheon’s neck and hugged him, perhaps because being unable to handle it.
“Haa…”
Inheon loved the light weight of Juwon’s arms every time they wrapped around his neck all too much. Thinking about how he hadn’t reached out a hand to him no matter how rough or painful things were before, he felt the sensitivity of his touch heighten and goosebumps run along his nape.
After he barely managed to push in the thickest part of his glans, it felt as if his inner walls were sucking him in. For Inheon, controlling his speed while experiencing such strong adhesion was the hardest part.
He knew that he had to push in slowly in order not to hurt him, but even if it was only a little bit, he wanted to hurry and enter that narrow and warm space. It was even harder for him to restrain himself knowing how good it felt inside him. His lower abdomen felt hot.
“…Ha, haa… it’s too, tight.”
“Ah, ugh, Inheon, aah…!”
He felt his vision flash as he slowly pierced into the inner walls. The pain that made him feel as if his cock were being crushed pushed past its threshold and blended into joy.
He was surprised every time he did it with Juwon. How was it that he couldn’t even get the least bit used to it? Every spot his skin touched tingled, and his eyes felt burning hot.
The ecstasy he felt the first time they did it together came rushing back to him in full. As always, he wanted to push his whole body inside if he could. He wanted to enter Juwon and become one of the parts that composed him.
“Ah, ugh…”
When their bodies finally connected completely, he wanted to embrace him hard enough to crush him. However, he was scared of actually crushing him. It took all of his strength not to hug him as hard as he had wanted to, veins standing tall on his neck as sweat dripped down his chin.
To try and calm his breathing, he burrowed his nose into Juwon’s neck and took in the smell. It smelled sweet to the extent that it made it difficult to believe it was a scent coming from a person. It wasn’t just any simple body scent, but a hallucinogen. His lungs turned wet with humidity as it entered his nose, and he became addicted, unable to break free from its grasp.
“Haa…”
He couldn’t bear it anymore. A burning thirst rose within him, already past the point of lust. Kissing his sharp jawline and his soft earlobe, Inheon slowly pulled his dick out. It rubbed against the tightly closed walls as it slid out, and Juwon’s head bent back.
“Aah, ugh…!”
As his chin was arched back, his prominent Adam’s apple, collar bones stretching out into a straight line, swollen chest area, and even the portion of his ribs were revealed… Every bone on Juwon’s body was beautiful. Everything he was composed of was beautiful and lovely.
“Haa, ah…”
The patience he endured to control his speed collapsed. He thrust deeper into his inner walls than he had earlier. As his thrusts became quicker and quicker, the extreme stimulation squeezed not only his cock but his entire body as well.
The beating of his heart quickened. Badump, badump, the blood pouring out of his heart rushed through his dilated blood vessels. The table rattled in rhythm with the movement of his body.
They were doing it again at the table, where they had done it dozens of times already. However, it wasn’t just the table. They had kissed, held, and whispered words of love to each other in every corner of the house.
There was a time when this house was just a space for him to temporarily stay. He thought he’d be happy to have his own house, but he wasn’t. He didn’t even have a proper idea of where his things were placed or how many rooms there were. It was merely an indicator of success that he wanted to show Juwon.
However, things were different now. Those items developed a meaning, and memories were carved into the space. It was only then that Inheon realised what he had wanted was “our home”. After wandering about without a home, he finally stood on solid land and took root.
“Aah, ugh, Kang Inheon, ah… ngh!”
He pushed deeper into Juwon. His penis filled him up. The inner walls stuck to his cock. It felt like his dick was going to be cut off because of how tight it was.
Still, he couldn’t stop. He liked how his pale hair followed his movements and shook. He liked how his scarred eyebrow furrowed. He liked how his swollen lips spat out his name. He liked how his thin hand would touch his shoulder and how his neatly clipped nails would dig into his back every time, so much so that he felt like he could die.
“…Ha, I love it, I love you, Juwon-ah…”
He wanted to touch him deeper and deeper. Impatiently kissing him, he pushed his tongue in. He rubbed it against the red inner skin of his mouth and even pushed his tongue deep into his throat. He vehemently sucked his saliva, thinking it a waste to let it flow out.
Despite the fact that he would never lose his vision, no matter how dark it became, it felt as if his sight had gone black and sparks were flying. Pleasure akin to a current shot through every nerve in his body. While it felt like his vision was blurring, as if he were in a trance, it also felt like he was falling into an abyss he didn’t know the end of.
“Ah, ugh… ngh!”
“Haa, Juwon, ha…”
More than just his cock and tongue, he wanted to bury his semen inside Juwon. He wanted his reproductive cells to settle deep inside, for a seed to be conceived. The inside of his head felt like a mire, with the impossible thought taking over his body.
There was no way he’d be able to raise a child properly, not even knowing who his own parents were, so he never really thought about wanting to have children. However, that was a different matter, and Inheon wanted a part of himself to grow inside of Juwon. Just that in itself would bring him joy.
His thrusts became more intense. The sensation of tightening and loosening around his cock repeated itself several times. As he approached the point where he could no longer handle it, a groan burst out.
“Haa, ugh…!”
“Aah, ah! Ka, Kang Inheon! Ngh!”
He hugged Juwon as he climaxed, his swollen cock repeatedly hitting his extreme point. The warm liquid Juwon shot out splattered above his stomach. Juwon’s semen was like a highly concentrated aphrodisiac. It seeped into his skin and violently disturbed every nerve in him.
Inheon kissed the corners of Juwon’s wet eyes and rubbed his cheek against his, licking his flushed lips. His fluids tasted sweet, as if they were made of sugared water. He would probably never get used to this sweetness.
“Ha, haa, Lee Juwon, ah…”
As he approached his limit, his cock felt like it was going to burst. He thrust into a part deep inside him. His dick stayed wedged between the inner walls as it convulsed.
He filled the most remote crevice inside him with his seed. The warm liquid spread out inside him and wet the spaces between his inner walls. The feeling of sufficiency, close to pleasure, swept over him like a storm.
“Ha, haa, ah…”
Even as he emptied every last drop of his seed, the dizzying climax wouldn’t go away. The physical pleasure, along with the mental satisfaction, filled his whole body. It was only natural that he felt lustful every hour.
How on earth did he live back when he didn’t know about this sensation? He crossed a river he couldn’t go back. He could no longer escape from this fruitful and rich land.
That could’ve also been unfortunate for Juwon. Because he monopolised the Juwon, who had gone through such difficulty to find the light again. He, who hadn’t trusted Juwon, didn’t have the right to such great fortune.
However, there was no going back. He had already given him the chance to run away. Nevertheless, Juwon grabbed his hand and told him he wouldn’t regret it. He said that he wanted to be with him, even if they were unhappy.
So, even if Juwon, who shone brightly again, wanted to find another light, even if he was unhappy by the side of a gloomy Inheon… Even if they were unhappy together, he couldn’t let him go. He would share Juwon’s unhappiness. He felt sorry, but it couldn’t be helped.
Inheon pulled Juwon into a hug and left bite marks on his shoulder before sticking out his tongue to lick them again. Whenever he left traces in places only he could see, it felt like he was engraving his marks, so the anxiety that washed over him at every moment would ease a little. It felt like he could no longer return to the wasteland where he had spent his entire life.
For a while, only the sound of heavy breathing rested on the table. The pleasure that had been pelting down on him like a warm shower slowly came to a lull, sharply surging up and down the tip of his cock.
Juwon lifted his closed eyelids. Inheon stroked the small of his back and said, “…Want to wash up now?”
“Haa, no…”
Meanwhile, Juwon’s throat was hoarse and his voice raspy. Inheon swept back his hair, which was wet with sweat and messily clung to his forehead. A handful of silky brown hair tangled between his fingers. He wanted to wash it with rose-scented shampoo, dry it with a warm breeze, and gently comb it after it was dried.
“You said you’d shower after you ate.”
“I’m not washing up…”
“You’re going to work like this?”
“I’m not going to work…”
Without realising it, Inheon let out a laugh. It was amusing hearing him spit out random words just to try and escape the situation. Even more so because they were things the former Juwon would’ve never said.
“Then, I guess we can do it one more time…”
Juwon lifted his head. Their eyes locked. His heart felt full seeing himself captured in those pale-coloured eyes.
Finally, Juwon let out a disbelieving laugh of his own. Inheon kissed his lips, which drew a light arc. He liked the way he laughed along with him all too much.
orcinus comments:
the author is mijiho after all… i should’ve known inheon would have a breeding kink…
If you squint there’s a little fluff !
Inheon ah I’m melting for your love and dedication to our Juwon ✨ Our Juwon is so cuteee he cant help but be swept along by In hoen 😂
Thanks for the super extras 💕😻🤸♂️
I can swear for my life that I have never seen such an explicit and heavily detailed written smut. The author of this novel manages to makes sex so fucking hot that I don’t know what to do. I feel like I will remember all my life the first time they did it in the bathroom, it was just something else ╮(╯_╰)╭
Leaving a comment again because I re-read it, inheon is so fucking obsessed god how can a person get like that! (Not that I mind, it’s just concerning) No surprising that he killed himself after Juwon died man. Btw I’m sure he could see Juwon shitting and think he’s ethereal hahaha
tbf inheon is tame compared to the authors other gong 😭😭
Nah I read the summary and tags and was like, this shit ain’t for me ☠️☠️ and yeah I think inheon isn’t bad he’s just obsessed
What’s a Mijiho ?