By Zephyria 
A sensation similar to pain spread through his lower body, but it was a sense of fulfillment he had felt for the first time in his life. The depleted emotions he had concluded no one could fill were now completely filled by Won Gyu-oh.
Shoving, shaking, and cumming. Unlike relationships that ended after simply resolving sexual desire, Gyu-oh extended a tender touch from beginning to end. Watching the action of spreading his thighs and carefully wiping the drenched bottom, his lower abdomen felt itchy again, but he focused on enjoying the tenderness directed solely at him.
“It feels a bit hot. There’s no blood. Does it hurt?”
He felt the body temperature gently tracing the bottom, which must be swollen from the rough insertion and withdrawal. It’s because you pounded and shook it too hard. He wanted to say it teasingly, but for some reason, his throat tightened due to a surge of emotion. He felt as if heat was gathering in his eyelids as well.
“…….”
So, instead of answering aloud, he closed his eyes and shook his head. In the meantime, Gyu-oh diligently lifted the hem of his clothes and wiped the semen stained on his lower abdomen. As the touch reached his side, he shifted his body, slightly pulling in his stiffly spread thighs. At the same time, the inner walls spat out a bit of the semen they had been swallowing.
“Oh.”
For a moment, Gyu-oh paused and flustered. There would still be plenty of semen pooled inside. It was obvious that it would seep out in a gush with just a little pressure on the lower abdomen.
“What to do. It’s leaking.”
The voice murmuring while massaging the inside of the thighs carried a sense of embarrassment. At times like this, it was obvious he had never had sex without a condom. Min-ho slowly opened his closed eyes. Through his inverted vision, he saw the edge of the map Gyu-oh had attached earlier. Watching the tape fixed to one corner dangling, Min-ho parted his lips.
“You can just scrape it out when I wash later.”
He would have to put a finger in and pull it out, but that was difficult here anyway. It was awkward to handle it in the company restroom, and it was awkward to move to the house like this. It was a predicament in many ways, but even this moment was overwhelming for Min-ho.
“Ngh, I’ll take it out for you.”
At the words that followed as if it were natural, he couldn’t help but gasp for breath. Following his words, a fierce wind rushed in through the gap of the window he had left open. The wind must have been blowing throughout the sex, but perhaps because of his boiling heart, he felt no cold at all.
“But Hyung, won’t it overflow anyway if I put it in again?”
“…….”
“Then instead of scraping, I’ll just get it up and put it in—”
“Hey.”
Of course. There was no way the emotion would last this long with Won Gyu-oh. As he twitched his eyebrows and looked down, Gyu-oh winked one eye.
“Yeah. I’ll shut up.”
“Ha, that blockhead…”
He really doesn’t even give him a chance to feel the afterglow. Min-ho shook his head and clicked his tongue. Still, he didn’t find Won Gyu-oh hateful or spiteful. Rather, he felt that even this side of him was cute.
The relationship between the two, who had walked side by side for ten years, was completely redefined. Drawing lines, and drawing them again. Crossing them and crossing them again, the traces left behind the two were a mess, but they still managed to interlock and change direction. When they walked side by side, they left their own footprints, but now that they move at the same speed and in the same direction, wouldn’t it look like the footprints of one person?
“So, do you hate it? Want me to pull out?”
“…….”
The man, leaning his waist, brought his face close. Then, with their cheeks softly touching, he rubbed them gently. This was something he used to do only when he was in a good mood after some drinks. Now, because he clung to him at all hours, he was almost getting used to it.
“That’s not allowed, Hyung. I’ve already stamped my seal here.”
Gyu-oh, placing his palm on the lower abdomen that was still wet despite the semen being wiped away, applied pressure. As the inner walls were pressed, semen leaked out in a gush once more.
“Don’t press. It’s flowing.”
Despite the scolding words, Gyu-oh chuckled. He turned his head and kept making kissing sounds with his lips pressed to the cheek.
“I’ll just wipe it again. Hyung, just stay still. I’ll do everything for you.”
Since he was used to doing the cleanup, he felt only awkward and uncomfortable when someone tried to take care of him. Rather, he had even pretended to endure well on his own out of stubbornness.
But in front of Won Gyu-oh, that didn’t work. Perhaps it was because he had already become accustomed to the touch filled with tenderness.
“Fine then.”
He lightly pushed away the face of the man who was biting and kissing his cheeks and lips without rest. Then, Gyu-oh stuck out his tongue and licked the palm. The sensation of the hot piece of flesh squeezing between his fingers was vivid.
“Hyung will probably think of me a lot here now.”
“…….”
“When you’re alone, when you’re working. Right?”
His heart felt ticklish at the voice delivered with a silly grin. Now, no matter where he went, thoughts of Won Gyu-oh would be incessant. Whether at home or the office, there was no place without a secret shared with Won Gyu-oh.
Occasionally, the wind rushed in through the gap in the window where the sound of car horns leaked through. The fishy smell of semen that had filled the office also flowed out to some extent. The cool air tickled his forehead, where sweat had gathered.
“…Do you have a lot of work left?”
“Hmm.”
At my words, Gyu-oh slowly lifted his head and stared toward the desk where the lamp was lit. Watching his dark pupils shift, Min-ho spoke up urgently.
“Just come in early tomorrow and let’s do it together.”
“Huh?”
Pushing aside the blankly questioning Gyu-oh, Min-ho closed his legs, which had been spread wide. His pelvic bone felt so stiff that a loud crack echoed as it shifted back into place. Min-ho let out a small chuckle at the semen that leaked out slightly every time he moved his body.
The feeling of the area beneath his buttocks becoming damp was strange, but he sat up straight. His open legs remained draped over Gyu-oh’s thighs. It was an embarrassing sight, sitting face-to-face with his lower half completely exposed, but he didn’t care.
Min-ho slowly lowered his gaze. Their genitals, from which only the clumped semen had been roughly wiped away, were still glistening with wetness, looking as if they might twitch again at any moment.
Swallowing dry spit, Min-ho gave a light poke to Gyu-oh’s glans, which had been sliding in and out of him the whole time. The semen clinging to the rounded skin stretched stickily before finally snapping.
“Come to think of it, I think putting it back in to pull the semen out would be a good method.”
“……Crazy. Thank you.”
Gyu-oh moved in a flurry. He pulled Min-ho into a sudden embrace, hoisting him up, and hurriedly gathered the clothes scattered across the table and floor. He dressed at nearly the same speed he had stripped. For some reason, he couldn’t stop smiling as he put on clothes stained with semen in various places.
Leaving behind the office that bore the traces of lust, the two rushed home.
In the end, they fucked throughout the dawn and arrived at the office early, before the sun had even risen. Perhaps because they had left the windows open the entire time, the sour smell had completely vanished. Though he was lacking sleep, Min-ho continued the cleanup with his lust sufficiently subsided for the time being.
He wiped the low table where semen had splashed and sprayed deodorizer on the leather sofa before wiping it once more. Perhaps because both of them were relatively tidy, the traces vanished completely. Now, no one would know that Won Gyu-oh and Cha Min-ho had rolled around here… but he couldn’t help the heat rising to his face.
“Like this?”
“Yeah. Let’s put it here.”
And so, they changed the layout of the sofa, which had never been moved before. The long sofa, where Min-ho had lain struggling while taking Won Gyu-oh’s cock, was placed at a slight angle. It was certainly a strange arrangement, but this way, the sofa wouldn’t be directly visible from the desk.
After finishing the rearrangement, Gyu-oh dusted off both hands. He then flopped down onto the sofa and leaned back against the backrest. Meanwhile, Min-ho closed the window that had been wide open all night. The sun was rising, and it was the time when cars would gradually begin to increase on the road.
“Should I put condoms here?”
“…….”
“I think it’d be better to have some. Right, Dar— Cha Min-ho-ssi?”
There he goes again. It wasn’t the first or second time he’d almost say ‘Darling’ only to conspicuously change his words. He used to call him ‘Darling’ as naturally as eating. Min-ho, who had been looking at his own reflection in the window, whipped his body around.
“Hey.”
“Don’t call me ‘hey,’ call me Gyu-oh~”
The guy, with his head tilted back and leaning fully against the backrest, replied with a sing-song tone. Min-ho strode toward him, staring at the red marks on Gyu-oh’s nape.
“Why aren’t you calling me ‘Darling’?”
“……Me? Did I?”
The guy snapped his head up and blinked several times. Min-ho, having reached his feet, grabbed Gyu-oh’s chin. With the light behind him, Min-ho’s shadow stretched long over Gyu-oh’s face.
“Playing innocent.”
“Eh? When did I?”
“Then do it.”
Despite the words that fell like a command, Gyu-oh did not open his mouth easily. He only mouthed silently and moistened his lower lip with his tongue. They had already promised to date properly, and they had stamped that seal or whatever the hell it was so many fucking times throughout the night. They were in a relationship where he wouldn’t be scolded for calling him ‘Darling,’ so why was he hesitating?
Seeing the guy, who usually charged in like a bulldozer, falter over a single title was unfamiliar and strangely… hot. Min-ho leaned down and pressed his lips against Gyu-oh’s. It was more of an embarrassing peck than a kiss, but he pressed and released his lips a few more times.
“I said, do it.”
“Wow, I’m going crazy.”
Blinking with a dazed expression, Gyu-oh suddenly hugged Min-ho’s waist. Min-ho allowed himself to be held, trapped between Gyu-oh’s slightly parted legs.
“Fuck, I’m suddenly so angry.”
“Why? Because I told you to call me ‘Darling’?”
“Nooo….”
Dragging out the end of his sentence, Gyu-oh buried his head in Min-ho’s side and rubbed against him. After acting ticklishly for a while longer, he opened his mouth wide and took a big bite of the side of Min-ho’s waist.
He didn’t use his teeth, only gripping with his lips, but Min-ho had to bite his own lower lip and suppress a moan that almost burst out. He couldn’t make a mess of the office he had just barely cleaned.