By Zephyria For the first time, he felt dirty about himself.
It wasn’t that he had considered himself clean until now. He simply hadn’t had the occasion to compare and judge himself as dirty or clean.
Now that he had someone he liked, someone he wanted to sleep with of his own volition, he saw himself as dirty. He was acutely, chillingly aware that his only sexual experience had been forced reception.
The thought of bringing that habit into his time with Lee Hae-sung was horrifying, and the fact that such a habit had ingrained itself in him was also horrifying. Even the fact that it had been due to unavoidable coercion, and had only been pain for him, offered no comfort at this moment.
As if he had suddenly become a virgin who knew nothing about sex, Choi Hong-seo didn’t know what to do or how to do it.
Lee Hae-sung, cupping Choi Hong-seo’s face in his hands, kissed his lips for a long time.
“And today, I want to do a lot for Hong-seo.”
Not knowing what to say, he simply buried his face in the crook of his neck. Like a child who, sulking, feeling petulant, or upset, hides in the arms of the person they trust most.
Lee Hae-sung simply held Choi Hong-seo, who was lying on his stomach, tightly in his arms.
“This time, I don’t know how the time dragged on.”
“……”
“I wanted to see you quickly. That’s why I went all the way to Yeongjongdo.”
He confessed, stroking his shoulders with the arms around his back, stroking his hair, and then rubbing his lips against his ear.
“If we are alone together on another night, I don’t think I’ll be able to hold back then… I thought I wouldn’t be able to leave you alone.”
“……”
“It would be today.”
Like placing a sleeping child on a cushion, Lee Hae-sung carefully laid the Choi Hong-seo he was holding down beside him. He propped himself up on his elbow, raising his upper body halfway, and lay down close beside him, looking down at Choi Hong-seo. His hands touching his face were more moist than usual.
“If I can’t touch you at all, I can manage, but once I start, I don’t have the self-control.”
“……”
“Is that okay?”
He wasn’t bluffing or joking; he was asking sincerely and gently. Choi Hong-seo met his gaze and gently wrapped his hand around his wrist.
“I’m your boyfriend, so you don’t have to hold back, right?”
His face, breaking into a slight smile, slowly drew closer and their lips met. Like intimate beasts confirming each other, they repeatedly parted their lips, taking each other in and releasing. Thus, their lips gradually opened, and they merged more deeply and intensely.
“Mmm…”
With their lips completely locked, his tongue slid in. A low moan escaped from deep within Choi Hong-seo’s throat. It was much more passionate than the kiss they had shared in the car. It was a lustful, slightly explicit, and sticky kiss… a kiss as foreplay.
His tongue melted Choi Hong-seo’s stiff tongue. It licked upwards, rubbed against the surface of his tongue, and twisted and coiled around, then suddenly plunged deeper, filling his mouth.
“Mmm… ugh, mm.”
As he struggled to accept the wet mass of flesh that pushed in with intent, Choi Hong-seo groaned with his lips parted wide. The man in front of him watched every reaction with narrowed eyes. Choi Hong-seo’s entire body tingled at the intense gaze, filled with suppressed lust, so different from his usual sweet gaze. His stiff body, which hadn’t reacted to anything, was made to tremble by his gaze alone.
When Choi Hong-seo’s stiff body had softened somewhat from the kiss.
His right hand loosely gripped his neck through the wide opening of his pajama top.
“Huu, ugh…”
The fingertips, softly brushing against his bare skin, tickled him, and he moaned, involuntarily tightening his mouth and pressing on his tongue. Tok, tok. He felt a sense of urgency as buttons began to be undone. More precisely, it was a tantalizing impatience. Choi Hong-seo wrapped his arms around his neck and bit his lip.
Once all the buttons were undone, he used the back of his hand to pull the shirt hem wide open.
“……”
His tongue withdrew from his mouth. As if confirming the trace he had left, he stared intently at Choi Hong-seo’s lips and kissed them multiple times.
Then his gaze drifted lower.
His eyes rested on the white chest revealed through the shirt, which was spread wide open.
To endure the intense choreography and tight schedule, building basic stamina was essential. On top of that, the choreography practice itself was exercise. Thanks to this, Choi Hong-seo’s body, though lean, was not unimpressive. He always paid attention to maintaining a good physique for how his clothes looked and his dance lines.
Though not bulky, well-trained, lean muscles created shallow contours on his chest and lower abdomen, and the straight lines of his collarbone, shoulders, and the sides of his waist leading to his narrow pelvis contrasted with the curves of his muscles. A blend of unripe freshness and ripe maturity coexisted on his beautifully maintained body.
As if feeling the texture of a delicate fabric prone to damage, he again stroked his skin with his fingertips.
“Mmm.”
Covering his lips with the back of his hand, Choi Hong-seo tensed his jaw on both sides.
Not just his fingertips, but the first and second joints of his fingers, and his entire palm, pressed against his chest. His hand moved as if sinking into his skin.
“Haa, ha… hu…”
Choi Hong-seo’s chest and abdomen fluttered rapidly in time with his panting breaths. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from his thumb, which circled his nipples.
“Hoot!”
The moment he strongly compressed his nipple with his thumb and forefinger, Choi Hong-seo had to bite the back of his hand covering his mouth.
“Haak, hk! Hup.”
His back twisted every time he rubbed his nipple between his fingers. Though the area being caressed was his nipple, his groin tingled. He tried to endure it, embarrassed by his erection even without full contact, but the inside of his underwear was becoming increasingly damp.
He continued to watch Choi Hong-seo’s reactions and slowly lowered his head.
Slurp, slurp.
Kisses rained down on the roots of his neck, and his lips traced a large S shape down to his chest.
“Kuhk! Hoot!”
The moment his nipple was sucked into his lips, he couldn’t even exhale. Choi Hong-seo kicked out as if to push him off him. The nipple, which had been stiffly bunched between his fingers, swelled further as it was rubbed, strongly sucked, and bitten by his tongue.
“Hk, hoot…”
The nipple, popping out of his lips, was swollen more than usual. The glistening red flesh, wet with saliva, looked like it wasn’t his own. He met Choi Hong-seo’s gaze, stuck out his tongue, and licked, touched, and bit the nipple several times.
“Euu, hu… hk…”
Choi Hong-seo now covered his mouth with his palm, not the back of his hand. Like a true virgin, he was stimulated by every scene he showed him.
His face moved lower, further away. Even as he gasped for breath, his chest heaving, Choi Hong-seo searched for him with frightened eyes. His mouth was dry, and he had to swallow dryly to call out to him.
“Where… where are you going…”
He looked up with raised eyebrows as he kissed his lower abdomen. “Damn it,” he muttered, and took Choi Hong-seo’s right hand with his left, kissing his fingertips.
“Where would I go, leaving such a pretty Darling? I’m not going.”
Next, he kissed near his belly button.
“This is Hong-seo too.”
Then, on the precarious border where the pajama waistband began.
“This too.”
“Huuk, hu… ut.”
After that, he kissed his already fully erect penis through his pajamas.
“I’m with you, always.”
Choi Hong-seo unconsciously gripped his hand tightly. He squeezed Choi Hong-seo’s hand back with equal strength as if to reassure him, then let go.
I wish you wouldn’t let go of my hand. I wish you wouldn’t go any lower…
In Choi Hong-seo’s anxious gaze, Lee Hae-sung slowly peeled off his pajamas and briefs, careful not to startle him. Even seeing his already wet underwear and his red, swollen penis, he didn’t tease or laugh. He simply looked down at it and briefly licked his lips.
He placed a large pillow under Choi Hong-seo’s waist. His hips were now raised higher, and he knelt between Choi Hong-seo’s thighs without hesitation.
“No… not there!”
“Where?”
Lightly pressing on Choi Hong-seo’s lower abdomen as he tried to sit up, he calmly asked.
“Lube, or if you don’t have lube, lotion… you can use something like that to loosen it!”
“No. I will open it only with what comes from my own body.”
He was firm.
Pushing apart his thighs, which kept trying to close, he pressed his face close between his spread legs.
“A place like that, seeing it with your eyes will make you cold.”
“Did Darling forget I’m gay?”
“……”
“Even if I were straight, it would be the same. Hong-seo’s anus is as exciting to me as any penis. It makes no sense to say you can’t lick or suck a lover’s genitals.”
His gaze still fixed on Choi Hong-seo, he deliberately stuck out his tongue and licked the area around his anus broadly.
“So this isn’t rimming, it’s fellatio.”
As soon as he finished speaking, his tongue began to rub against the opening. Choi Hong-seo shuddered.
“Before, you… you wouldn’t let me do it… Hk! Hup!”
“Ah, Hong-seo can’t. Today is the day I do it for you.”