By Zephyria 
The low, husky voice whispering right in his ear was crisp and sweet. Tightening the two arms wrapped around his waist, Choi Hong-seo closed his eyes as a sense of dizziness washed over him.
A large hand swept down his arm and side, stroking over his pants, the inner thighs, and near the groin.
“I’m going to do it so much that it’ll hurt right here, to the point where you won’t even be able to close your legs.”
Hong-seo flinched, his shoulders trembling.
“Do you still like that?”
Because of the height difference, Choi Hong-seo’s lips always reached around his collarbone. Rubbing his cheek against the man’s nape, he confessed his true feelings.
“Not the uncle who holds back and is considerate… I want to know the dark desires inside of you, too.”
“……”
“I want to know everything, and I want to be the one to handle it all.”
A tremor ran through his voice due to the sexual tension filling the bathroom. Although nothing had started yet, he felt as if his knees were about to buckle, forcing Choi Hong-seo to tighten his grip around him.
Having confirmed his sincerity, Lee Hae-sung placed a hand lightly on top of Choi Hong-seo’s head. The weight of the relaxed hand and arm felt heavy. His complex emotions—the conflict between reason and desire—were transmitted directly.
Hmm.
Letting out a sigh of unknown meaning, he turned Choi Hong-seo halfway around. Then, he pressed his body flush against him.
Reflexively stepping back, Choi Hong-seo’s lower back hit the sink. There was no more room to retreat. Lee Hae-sung braced himself against the sink on both sides of Choi Hong-seo, trapping him within his arms and bringing their eyes level.
“Are you determined to turn me into a shameless rogue?”
“The hidden side and the surface… I want to have it all. Is that not allowed?”
“If you say it again, calling me Hyung.”
In Lee Hae-sung’s eyes, Hong-seo finally felt a temperature that matched his own.
However, it felt as though something was still missing for desire to have completely conquered reason. Because this man was someone who was kind to him to the point of a lethal dose. Even after hearing that he wanted to see his hidden side, breaking down his reason wouldn’t be easy.
He wrapped his arms around the neck of Lee Hae-sung, who blocked his path. I’m drunk. Having drunk nearly two bottles of champagne, I am currently very drunk. Therefore, it’s okay to be bold. He hypnotized himself this way.
Pressing his cheek against the other’s, he rubbed the tip of his nose against the ear where a pleasant scent wafted.
“I want to be… I want to be handled roughly by Haesung Hyung. I want you to be violent with me.”
Carefully loosening his arms, he observed the man’s expression. Like someone whose neck had frozen, he followed Choi Hong-seo’s movements only with his eyes.
Lee Hae-sung’s palm pressed firmly against Choi Hong-seo’s chest.
“Dressed so prettily, too.”
After lightly gripping and releasing his chin, he traced the area around the eyes with his thumb and rubbed over the lips.
“Here and here… they’re all red because you’re drunk.”
“……”
“Your seductive lines are far too explicit.”
He slightly flipped the lower lip and rubbed his thumb against the wet mucous membrane inside.
“And yet, my body is reacting to that?”
At the end of the thigh pushed deep between Choi Hong-seo’s legs, his center was bulging. The claim that his body was reacting was the truth.
“Do you know that, Mr. Choi Hong-seo?”
“Mmm, mm… mmm…”
“It’s because I’m just like you, that those kinds of lines turn me on.”
Lee Hae-sung took the thumb that had been rubbing the mucous membrane of the lower lip and brought it to his own. He put the finger into his mouth all the way to the base, intensely sucking on Choi Hong-seo’s saliva clinging to it.
“Take off your bottoms. By yourself.”
Even as he commanded, he gave him no room to move.
Within the narrow gap between the arms bracing against the sink, Choi Hong-seo had to remove his lower garments. Even the restriction of his range of motion became a catalyst that heightened his sexual arousal.
To completely pull his feet out of the pants, he had to lift his knees instead of bending his upper body. Losing his balance for a moment, he grabbed the man’s shoulder. This was the skin he touched, kissed, and slept against every single day. Yet, as if touching the bare skin of a man he had met for the first time tonight, as if burned by fire, he recoiled in surprise.
Even though their bodies had overlapped countless times, just as he trembled with every contact, this moment today felt new once again.
As the pants dropped to the floor, he hugged Choi Hong-seo’s waist and sat him atop the sink. His torso stepped in close between the legs perched on the wide marble.
“Mmm…”
A wet kiss began, with his tongue pushing in as he crushed their lips together. He was impatient. He literally shoved his tongue recklessly into Choi Hong-seo’s mouth, which hadn’t even opened properly yet.
“Hnnn. Hup. Mmm. Mph.”
Having brushed his teeth just before, Lee Hae-sung’s tongue was full of a pungent minty scent. However, as the kiss continued, Lee Hae-sung’s characteristic scent soon mixed with the saliva and breath, rushing into Choi Hong-seo.
Clutching the waist of Choi Hong-seo, who kept being pushed back, Lee Hae-sung pressed himself tightly against his groin and poured out a deep kiss that felt as if it would stifle his breath. As much as he was tall, as much as his hands and feet were large. As much as that place was large. His tongue was also large, so when he intentionally pushed it in, it filled Choi Hong-seo’s mouth completely. Gulp, gulp. Just accepting and swallowing the saliva that constantly flowed and mixed was overwhelming, and Choi Hong-seo would soon find himself unable to think of anything. Just like now.
“Hnn, hng… ng… mm…”
The tongue that had been broadly rubbing the roof of the mouth and the tongue dove under Choi Hong-seo’s tongue and stirred. Naturally, his tongue rested atop the other’s, and he rubbed the two pieces of flesh together with an erotic twist.
Then, his lower lip was devoured, and with a strong suction—slurp—his vision blurred.
Urgetly stroking and caressing each other’s bodies, they twisted their chests and waists to be in contact with the other as much as possible. Each time, a humid heat bloomed from where their lowers were pressed together. The inside of the underwear he hadn’t yet removed was becoming damp.
While frantically swallowing and entangling each other with tongues and lips, Choi Hong-seo felt the wonderful curves of his bare upper body here and there. Lee Hae-sung’s right hand also dove under the t-shirt to find and grip Choi Hong-seo’s chest.
“Hng, hup. Hup.”
Choi Hong-seo’s breathing shook sharply. While kneading the slightly raised chest muscles, he repeatedly touched the protruding nipples with his thumb.
“Here. Who made these so pretty?”
“U-un… Hyung did…”
“Which Hyung? You have to say it properly.”
At the caress of gripping the nipple between fingers, pressing firmly and twisting, his waist collapsed sweetly.
“Hae… hng, Haesung… Hyung.”
Biting and pulling the lower lip before letting go with a pop, he whispered in a voice thick with excitement.
“Show me your chest.”
It took the form of a request, but it was actually a command. Just as he had removed his pants himself, Choi Hong-seo hesitantly pulled his t-shirt up to his armpits.
His index finger drew a wide circle around the areola. Even before he touched him, the nipples felt as if they were vibrating, causing tension to enter the tips of his toes.
“The color and shape have completely changed.”
Whispering this, Lee Hae-sung gathered and gripped the flesh around the areola. Between his grip, between the rounded thumb and index finger, the gathered chest flesh rose plumply. The elastic flesh with muscle inside swelled tautly, as if it would flick his fingers away.
He leaned down toward the nipple. His long tongue licked broadly over the protruding white flesh.
“Hnnng. Hng. Nng. Ng. Hng.”
Choi Hong-seo’s waist jumped at the maddening tingling sensation. Like an impatient child, he shook his calves wildly in the air.
The greedy suction that pulled in all the flesh around the gripped areola made Lee Hae-sung’s cheeks hollow.
“Haah, hng… hng, hng. Haah!”
Hugging his head tightly, Choi Hong-seo almost trembled. Pushed by the force of the man pressing in while sucking his chest, his upper body gradually leaned back. The cold mirror touching the nape of his neck supported his body.
Sucking the nipple until it made a plop, plop sound, Lee Hae-sung caught it between his teeth and shook his head lightly, like a male dog shaking a toy.
“Ngh!”
A pleasure that made the tips of his chest ache.
“Now, it’s closer to breasts than just a chest.”
Rubbing his bare thighs against the man’s waist, Choi Hong-seo covered his own mouth with his left hand. Mmm, mm. Mm. Saying it wasn’t true, that it wasn’t like that. Though he shook his head, fluid continued to flow inside his underwear.
“Breasts that some guy lived with, sucking and licking every single day.”
His dirty talk exceeded its usual level. Not as the Lee Hae-sung of ARA who was chased by a schedule split by the minute in the backseat of a sedan, but like a man of the streets whose only assets were a cock like a forearm and a handsome face. He was intentionally using more vulgar words to tease him. Badly, selfishly.
“They wouldn’t change this much otherwise.”
“Ngh, Hy-Hyung! Hyung… you did this!”
“Yeah, that’s right. It would be a problem if I wasn’t the one who did it.”
Behind a murky smile that smirked before his eyes, he added:
“Someone else might have died, you know?”
After laughing once more, saying it was a joke, he lowered his head and bit the nipple.
A joke. It must be a real joke… hng… hnn, ngh…
Hanging onto the chest while sucking the nipple until the lower lip flipped, he was visually exciting and, at the same time, lovely. Choi Hong-seo knew that he had intentionally obsessed over and caressed his chest to change ‘Yoon Hye-an’s’ body.
It had been nearly two years since he woke up in another person’s body.
In that time, the physical body had constantly changed.
First, the unmanaged body’s shape itself had changed through diet control and exercise. He was still thin, but well-defined, sleek muscles provided a firm support, so he didn’t look frail. In the shoulders, the chest, the waist and hips, the arms and legs. No traces of the past Yoon Hye-an remained.
While staying by the side of the man who accepted him as ‘Choi Hong-seo,’ expressions and impressions befitting ‘Choi Hong-seo’ were naturally layered over Yoon Hye-an’s face.
To that, the new name he had given him.
And, the body changed by their sexual relationship.
Though he couldn’t return to being the complete Choi Hong-seo, he was now free from the feeling of being a ‘part’ living someone else’s life.
That the current <Hyeon-seo> was a <new me> created by him and me together.
That was why he didn’t dislike the color and shape of the nipples he had changed. It felt like a secret carved into his body proving how deep their relationship was; sometimes, just looking at them alone would sweep him into an erotic mood. Out of curiosity, he had once tried to lightly squeeze his own nipples as he did, and was surprised when an erotic moan escaped. Though he hadn’t told him.
Sucking the plump, soft nipples with all his might, Lee Hae-sung began to remove Choi Hong-seo’s underwear with his left hand.
As he scratched the band with his fingertips and pulled it down so that half of the buttocks were revealed, Choi Hong-seo cooperated by lifting his hips slightly while hugging his shoulders.
Once the left leg was pulled out first, he pushed the briefs hanging on the right thigh downward. Just watching the briefs roll down from the thigh to the calf made his breath shorten, so he hugged the man’s head even tighter against his chest.