By Zephyria 
Haon exhaled a ragged breath and wrapped his arms around In-ho’s neck. The feeling of soft hair brushing against his palms tickled.
In-ho stripped off Haon’s thin cardigan to cover their lower bodies, which were pressed deeply together, and licked his protruding nipples. Haon’s thick knit sweater had already rolled up to his chest.
“Nng….”
Letting out a thin moan, Haon writhed, clinging even closer to In-ho. In-ho supported Haon’s slender waist to keep him from tipping backward. Every time In-ho caressed the peaks with the tip of his tongue or nipped them with his front teeth, Haon’s body jolted violently.
“Ah, In-ho….”
Haon groaned, rubbing his lean stomach against In-ho. The stimulation of having his chest sucked and teased sent a surge of heat to his lower body. His tight underwear was already starting to dampen.
“It hurts.”
“It hurts?”
Repeating Haon’s words, In-ho released his saliva-slicked chest. He had bitten him, but he had carefully controlled his strength to ensure it wouldn’t actually hurt.
Haon shook his head and looked at In-ho with a flushed face. He didn’t mean that his chest hurt from being sucked, but that the swelling in his lower body was agonizing. In-ho understood immediately.
After kissing Haon’s pale chest and stomach, In-ho undid the buckle of Haon’s pants with one hand. As Haon climbed onto In-ho’s thighs, his hair brushed against the ceiling. Haon leaned down to kiss the crown of In-ho’s head, waiting for him to quickly pull down his underwear.
“Ah…!”
Haon flinched as a cold hand suddenly slid inside his underwear. Without fully removing Haon’s pants, In-ho simply reached inside. He rubbed the already hardened member before sliding his hand up to stroke the plump perineum.
Haon’s hot breath drifted down over In-ho’s forehead.
“Haon, kiss me.”
After swallowing the breath Haon exhaled, In-ho murmured softly. Following Haon with his eyes, In-ho welcomed the tender lips approaching him. He loved the sensation of their flesh intertwining, drenched in each other’s saliva.
He wanted to spend his entire life doing nothing but erotic things with Haon. He wanted to hold him in his arms all night, wetting his entire body with his tongue and filling Haon’s inside with himself. Until his stomach was nearly bursting. So that Haon would never feel hunger for the rest of his life.
“Ugh, hng…!”
In-ho revealed his member, veins bulging. Just the touch of their flesh made Haon moan violently as he pushed his upper body up. With a thud, Haon’s head hit the ceiling.
“Are you okay?”
Quickly pulling Haon into an embrace, In-ho stroked his head. With his eyes glazed over, Haon didn’t even realize he had hit the ceiling. He simply licked In-ho’s lips, slowly swaying his hips.
In-ho let out a small smile at Haon’s urging gestures. The wet tongue was eager to push inside the moment their lips touched. That only further stimulated his already heated core.
Being this beautiful and erotic at the same time—it was impossible to be at peace.
“Haon.”
In-ho pulled his lips away and watched Haon, who was swaying his hips on his own. Haon was rubbing his lower body, which had become painfully hard, against In-ho’s shaft. He was even subtly pressing down on his perineum.
“Why are you so pretty?”
Thirst clung to In-ho’s voice as he took in the sight of Haon. It was a thirst that couldn’t be quenched no matter how much water he drank. Unless he was buried inside Haon’s lean body, the dryness tightening his throat would not stop.
“You can’t be any prettier than this.”
Biting Haon’s pink-tinged earlobe, In-ho opened the center console. While he rummaged through the plastic compartments for a condom, Haon panted, inhaling In-ho’s scent.
In-ho’s fragrance, drifting through the cool air, excited Haon even further. Haon let out feverish breaths, wishing for In-ho to enter him quickly.
“In-ho… I, it hurts….”
He whimpered, rubbing his heated lower body even deeper. In reality, nothing actually hurt. His bruised cheeks, hands, and feet were all fine. The only thing vibrating through his body was an intense pleasure.
The moment In-ho’s body heat touched him, even his bitter feelings evaporated. That only made him want In-ho more.
“In-hooo….”
Kissing the bridge of the panting Haon’s nose, In-ho completely stripped off Haon’s pants. He reclined the seat sufficiently to create more space and sat Haon back on his thighs.
Because the engine was off, the silence of the car made the sound of their breathing seem even louder. In-ho repeatedly kissed Haon’s face and stroked his lean body.
His hand traveled down his side and lower back, reaching a secret place. Every time their skin brushed, Haon’s hips bucked, and he didn’t hold back the moans erupting from his throat.
“Ah, hng…!”
In-ho’s fingertips parted the entrance and slid inside. Thanks to recent insertions, the narrow inner walls familiarly swallowed his index finger.
As the inner flesh clung vividly to his finger, In-ho tightened his jaw and slightly furrowed his brow. Hot breath leaked from his parted lips.
In-ho pulled Haon’s arms to lower his posture as much as possible. He was worried Haon might hit his head again. Since there was ridiculously little space for him to climb on top of Haon, it was unavoidable.
“That, wait… ha, ngh….”
Trembling at the sensation of In-ho widening him with his hand, Haon kicked his legs. He tried to push himself up with his knees against the ceiling to pull the finger out. He didn’t want to go with just a hand.
Thus, rejecting In-ho’s hand, he spread his legs on his own. Even though his front was completely exposed, he unhesitatingly opened his thighs wide to show his underside.
Hurry… Haon urged with his eyes, holding and spreading his own inner thighs. It was a gaze In-ho could not resist.
In-ho was weak to everything that came from Haon. Every time he heard his gentle voice or saw his soft gaze, his hardened heart softened.
He felt confident that he could grant anything Haon asked for. Seeing the selfless Haon made him want to do everything for him to the point of desperation.
“Ah… hng!”
As the hand gripping his buttock parted him, Haon squeezed his eyes shut. Simultaneously, a thick tip split the narrow entrance and pushed inside.
Haon gripped In-ho’s shoulders tightly and gasped for air. In-ho held Haon’s waist and slowly burrowed into the inner walls. He massaged Haon’s thighs, which were stiff with tension, soothing him so he could breathe.
“Haon, look at me.”
No matter how many times they did it, Haon struggled with the first insertion. In-ho continued to call out to him, stroking the legs that had begun to tremble slightly.
Only after swallowing him to the root did Haon exhale and look down at him. His half-closed eyes were moist.
“Does it hurt?”
Haon shook his head and leaned in to kiss In-ho. Then, he began to pant, cold sweat pouring down. As their upper bodies overlapped, the member pushed even deeper, stealing his breath. Despite the struggle, Haon continued the kiss until the end.
Sliding a hand between his trembling thighs, In-ho massaged Haon’s underside. As he shook the expanded shaft up and down, the tender inner walls tightened. With veins standing out on his neck, In-ho checked Haon’s breathing and slowly began to move his lower body.
“Hng, ugh…! Ah, ah…!”
Gripping Haon’s pelvis to prevent him from escaping, In-ho thrust deep inside. The crown of Haon’s head, moving upward, narrowly avoided the ceiling.
When the sensitive spot was stimulated, Haon curled up and tugged at In-ho’s shirt. Even so, he made no attempt to pull out the member filling him. Instead, he only wanted to be filled more.
Hot breaths mingled in the enclosed space.
Haon tried to sway his hips on his own but gave up, collapsing limply onto In-ho’s upper body. After kissing Haon’s sweat-drenched cheek, In-ho hammered into the inner walls on his own.
“Ah, ah, hng… ah-.”
Every time he was thrust deep, the panting breaths grew heavier. Haon’s entire body burned at the sound of wet flesh colliding. The squelching friction was no longer embarrassing. It sounded only like a noise that stimulated arousal.
In the end, Haon came first again. He trembled his lower lip, splattering semen across In-ho’s white shirt. Exhaling a heavy breath, In-ho didn’t stop and continued to thrust upward.
Thwack, thwack, thwack. With the thick, echoing sound of wetness, Haon’s body shook up and down. Having lost his strength, Haon’s body jolted according to the force In-ho applied. In-ho repeated the insertions while hugging Haon’s waist tightly.
His own pants were now covered in sticky fluid. It seemed they wouldn’t be able to go to the park today. He wanted to spend the dawn just like this, holding each other and exploring one another all night. But then Haon’s body would be worn out. That was the one thing he couldn’t bear.
Ultimately, In-ho suppressed his greed and swallowed his moan.
“Ha….”
Burying his nose in Haon’s hair, he let out a long sigh. Haon, who had been leaning his cheek against In-ho’s vein-strained body, slowly opened his eyes.
Exhausted, he simply blinked and gazed blankly at In-ho. After a long exhale, In-ho’s lips habitually brushed against Haon’s cheek as their eyes met.
Haon’s cheek was wet.
In-ho tried to touch the corner of the eye where a teardrop had formed. Avoiding this, Haon placed his hand on In-ho’s chest and slowly pushed his upper body up.
A tear rolled down Haon’s flushed cheek. Wiping the tear away himself, Haon grabbed In-ho’s wrist.
His unfocused eyes were on the verge of closing. It was natural to tire early after spending the whole day outdoors. Haon’s stamina was still poor.
“Haon.”
In-ho started to lift his upper body as well but paused. It was because Haon had pulled his hand and placed it on his own stomach. With glazed eyes, Haon silently moved his lips, rubbing his hollow stomach with In-ho’s hand.
“…….”
Closing his mouth, In-ho said nothing and simply watched Haon. Haon let tears fall silently without even sobbing. Then, before long, he collapsed face-first onto In-ho’s body.
In-ho wrapped his arm around Haon’s hunched shoulder and hugged his lean body tightly. Pressing his lips to Haon’s reddened ear, he whispered comforts that only Haon could understand.
Haon nodded faintly and buried his head in In-ho’s embrace. In-ho’s very existence allowed Haon to breathe.
Haon was that kind of existence to In-ho as well.