By Zephyria 
It wasn’t that the excitement of the heat remained. Haon’s mind was clearer than ever. It was simply that a desire had arisen, born of his own complete will, to be held by In-ho.
He wanted In-ho’s tender hands to touch his body more, and he hoped that In-ho’s scent would permeate deep into the depths of his being.
It was a desire distinctly different from the one he felt during his heat. Haon was beginning to realize that difference bit by bit.
“It must still hurt.”
In-ho murmured as he climbed fully onto the bed. He supported his weight with his knees and arms, hovering over Haon. As their bodies overlapped, the sound of Haon’s quickening breath became even more audible.
“It doesn’t hurt….”
Haon whispered like a whine, rubbing the tip of his nose against In-ho’s cheek. In-ho wondered where he had learned to do such a thing; he let out a small smile, calming his dizzy head with a deep breath.
“I know this area of yours better, Haon-ssi.”
In-ho’s soft touch dove between Haon’s buttocks. At the same time, Haon let out a sharp gasp, a small “hng” escaping his lips. Even though they were covered by the blanket, In-ho’s hand felt vivid.
“It’s still very swollen. I can’t put it in.”
“It’s… okay, though….”
“You have a fever right now, too.”
Haon’s lips drooped slightly, seemingly disappointed by In-ho’s blunt refusal. He looked as if he were thinking, You said you’d do anything for me.
“I’ll do everything except that.”
In-ho smiled with an apologetic face and planted a series of kisses on those pouting lips. Despite the wet, popping sounds of the kisses, Haon continued to fiddle with In-ho’s neck with a sulky expression.
It was only natural to be upset after gathering the courage for the first time only to be rejected. Looking at the deflated Haon, In-ho fought back his wavering heart and gently nibbled on Haon’s flushed earlobe.
“There are plenty of other things we can do without putting it in.”
At the low whisper, Haon’s already flushed face grew even hotter. Despite being the one to initiate the seduction, Haon couldn’t bear In-ho’s gaze and whipped his head away. However, he didn’t avoid him completely, instead hugging In-ho’s neck tightly.
In-ho nibbled Haon’s plump earlobe with his front teeth before stroking the outer rim of the ear with his tongue. When Haon reacted by twisting his waist, In-ho slid his tongue slightly into the ear canal.
“Ah….”
Embarrassed by the sudden moan, Haon buried his face in In-ho’s neck, claiming it tickled. In-ho continued to persistently caress the ear with his tongue, savoring Haon’s reaction. It didn’t seem like Haon disliked it.
“In-ho-ssi….”
Haon, who had been whimpering while pressed tightly against the larger body, called out to him. Despite only having his ear stimulated, Haon’s eyes were half-lidded.
“Yes, Haon-ssi.”
“Aren’t you cold?”
Haon asked a random question, swallowing the saliva pooling in his mouth.
“I think you might be cold… cover yourself with the blanket.”
He lifted the blanket he was covering himself with and gave a look that told In-ho to come inside. Because the blanket stood between them, In-ho’s body heat wasn’t fully felt.
“I’m not cold.”
In-ho gave a light shrug and kissed Haon’s pink-stained cheek. He pretended not to understand what Haon actually meant.
“Then… are you hot…?”
Panting, Haon struggled to find the words and continued his questioning. In-ho suppressed a laugh, rolled his eyes, and replied that yes, it seemed so.
“I’m hot too.”
At this, Haon tried to crawl out from under the blanket as if he had been waiting for that answer. However, it wasn’t easy since In-ho was pressing the blanket down with his elbow.
“I’m… hot.”
Haon pulled at the blanket, signaling for In-ho to move. In-ho let out a small laugh and hugged Haon tightly.
He kissed every corner of Haon’s face, then wrapped his arm around the slender waist and lifted his upper body. Then, he stripped off Haon’s pants, along with the blanket that had been blocking them.
“Are you very hot?”
The sound of the pajama pants hitting the floor coincided with In-ho’s low voice.
Clutched in In-ho’s arms, Haon glanced at his now-bare legs and nodded quickly. When he realized In-ho’s fingertips were touching his underwear while waiting for an answer, his heart began to beat wildly.
Looking down at Haon, In-ho lightly touched the slightly bulging front of the underwear. Haon flinched, exhaling a hot breath as he wrapped his arms around In-ho’s waist. He even tilted his chin up, as if asking for a kiss.
However, In-ho did not kiss him. Instead, he simply cupped Haon’s erect member with his palm.
“What should I do for you?”
Without applying pressure, he covered the hardened organ with his large hand. Even that was an intense stimulation for Haon, causing a feverish moan to burst out.
“Tell me. Every single thing.”
Haon was already expressing his feelings enough through his expressions and gestures, but In-ho wanted to hear it more clearly. He wanted to hear directly in Haon’s pretty voice that Haon needed him. He felt that would make him less anxious.
“Tou….”
Haon, whose toes were curling, parted his wet lips and eventually leaned his face against In-ho’s shoulder. He felt as if his heart might actually explode. Nevertheless, he struggled to finish the sentence.
After taking a deep breath, he met In-ho’s eyes and spoke again. As always, In-ho was watching him. Without any rush.
“Please… touch me… here.”
Haon gripped In-ho’s shoulder tightly and slightly lifted his pelvis. This pressed his hardened lower body firmly into In-ho’s hand. Simultaneously, Haon’s face flushed redder than ever. His lower lip even trembled faintly.
In-ho bit that trembling lip and pulled down Haon’s tight underwear. After tossing the underwear off the slender legs and onto the floor beside the bed, he reached for the nightstand drawer.
At the sound of the drawer sliding open, Haon, who had been sucking on In-ho’s tongue, turned his head.
In-ho was taking something out of the drawer. With his other hand, he continued to caress Haon’s heated member.
“Hng.”
At the sensation of the hardened shaft being stroked upward, Haon squeezed his eyes shut and shuddered. As the front was stimulated, his back hole reflexively twitched. In-ho could feel Haon’s gluteal muscles tightening.
“Haon-ssi, here.”
Leaning his upper body down, In-ho opened the cap of the ointment he had taken from the nightstand and lightly tapped the glans with the tip of his tongue.
“Can I suck it?”
He squeezed a generous amount of ointment onto his index finger and slowly licked the pre-cum that was leaking out. Since it was thin in color, it had no particular taste.
Haon, who had been doing nothing but panting, belatedly realized the situation and snapped his eyes open.
“I-I haven’t washed…!”
“It’s okay.”
In-ho licked up the erect shaft with his tongue. He didn’t stop the act, even as he observed Haon’s flustered expression.
“I… I’ll just do it myself….”
As In-ho tried to take him into his mouth, Haon finally couldn’t take it and pushed his shoulder away. It was difficult to endure the unfamiliar sensation while fully conscious. He felt as if something strange might come out—not semen, but something like urine.
“Do you dislike receiving?”
Feeling that Haon was genuinely pushing him away, In-ho simply massaged his buttocks for a moment. He spread the ointment from his fingertip along Haon’s gluteal cleft and the swollen folds.
As his underside was touched, Haon let out a reflexive moan and blinked. In-ho read the expression of hesitation on his face.
“You’ve never received before, have you.”
Haon gave a soft nod. He let out a faint “yes.”
In-ho caressed the nape of Haon’s neck, which was now beaded with sweat, and briefly lifted his upper body to kiss him. He sucked the tongue that met him as if it had been waiting, lightly grazed the neat teeth, and then pulled his lips away.
Haon looked at In-ho with a longing face, his tongue tip peeking out. He didn’t even seem to realize his tongue was out.
“If you don’t like it, you know what to do.”
In-ho whispered, pulling Haon’s wrist and placing it over his own left chest. He gave a final kiss to the tip of Haon’s plump tongue and then leaned his upper body down again. He moved very slowly so that Haon could push him away at any time.
“Ah… ngh.”
As his member entered the moist mouth, Haon curled his body. As if kissing, In-ho used his tongue to press the opening where fluid leaked and sucked the shaft with his lips.
Haon let out a sharp breath, not knowing what to do, yet he did not push In-ho away. It was partly because the strength had left his hands, but his clouded mind welcomed the unfamiliar stimulation being applied to his body.
In-ho, who had been caressing only the tip while gauging Haon’s reaction, suddenly swallowed him all the way to the root.
“Hng…!”
As Haon lay draped over In-ho’s back, the tip of his nose touched the bright hair that was moving up and down endlessly. With a dazed expression, Haon let out a loud moan, his mouth gasping.
He wanted to call out, In-ho-ssi, but the words wouldn’t come. The stimulation was completely different from when he was being penetrated; it was so intense that his toes felt tingly.
The pleasure that came without pain was unfamiliar. It felt so good that he wondered where his fear had vanished to.
So this… feels this good. He only just realized it. The fact that In-ho was the one to give him this first experience made his heart flutter even more. It felt as if sprouted seeds were filling his chest. The seeds, grown quickly by In-ho’s breath, were soon forming buds and preparing to bloom.
“Haa… ah-, In… In-ho….”
Haon closed his eyes tightly and trembled. The tingling sensation that started from his toes surged up to the crown of his head, bringing a deep sense of exhaustion. After panting frantically, Haon belatedly pushed In-ho’s shoulder.
“Ah, ah… I’m, I’m sorry.”
He had ended up cumming in In-ho’s mouth. Flustered, Haon hurriedly helped In-ho sit up.
“Did, did you swallow it…?!”
Haon, who had been gesturing for In-ho to spit it out, gasped. In-ho, lifting his head, was licking his lower lip. He licked away even the white fluid clinging to the corner of his mouth and gave Haon a smirk.
“It wasn’t bad.”
“No, why… why would you eat that…!”
Haon didn’t even hear In-ho’s question; he only tried to pry his lips open. He checked inside In-ho’s mouth, telling him to spit out whatever was left. However, every single drop had already gone down In-ho’s throat.
“Why waste it?”
In-ho spoke in a deliberately playful voice. To Haon, who only had memories of being forced to swallow semen, this was an unbelievable statement.
“Now everything of Haon-ssi’s is mine. And everything of mine is Haon-ssi’s.”
Saying that he wouldn’t throw anything away carelessly, he hugged the startled Haon tightly. In truth, while the sucking felt good, he had been disappointed that he couldn’t see Haon’s face. In-ho wanted to look at Haon’s face as much as he had missed it, but he couldn’t because Haon, whose ears were bright red, kept his head bowed.
“Haon-ssi.”
Worried that he might be crying, In-ho called him cautiously. Haon only gave a small nod and didn’t open his mouth.
“Are you angry?”
This time, the round face moved from side to side. The slight movement of the lips seemed to say no.
“Then look at me.”
In-ho tried to soothe Haon by kissing his bowed forehead. However, the hot, flushed face did not easily grant In-ho its gaze.
After taking a deep breath with his eyes cast down, Haon suddenly placed his hand over In-ho’s lips. Then he whispered.
“In-ho-ssi….”
In a way that In-ho could not refuse.
“I want you to put it in.”