DG 70

“Ugh, President…”

He had only grazed his bare skin, but Ryu Jeong clung to Lee Do-hyeon’s shoulders before collapsing into his arms. Every point of contact felt searingly hot. Especially the fingers that brushed against his butt crack were incredibly distracting. Would he delve deeper any moment now? What if he got wet down there? Unconsciously, the muscles on his inner thighs clenched, naturally tightening around Lee Do-hyeon’s lower body that was pressed between them.

Lee Do-hyeon readjusted the panting Ryu Jeong in his arms, groaning as their touching lower bodies rubbed against each other.

“Hmm… I wonder if we wouldn’t need these if we took them off.”

“P-President…”

“We’re throwing them away anyway, should we take them off now?”

Lee Do-hyeon spoke casually as he pulled down his underwear and pants in one swift motion. Before he could even protest, his underwear was hanging just below his plump buttocks. As if trying to avoid his touch, Ryu Jeong placed his knees on the sofa and wiggled his butt, but Lee Do-hyeon wouldn’t miss the chance, and the underwear that was barely hanging on his thighs slid down to his knees.

Lee Do-hyeon, who had been caressing the hollow of his spine, moved his hand forward and grabbed Ryu Jeong’s genitals. He fondled the soft shaft that wasn’t yet erect a few times, then rubbed the tip with his thumb. He was pleased with the steadily swelling genitals that responded to just a few touches.

“I was wondering what you meant by saying you had something to bring from home… Did you bring all your underwear from that house too?”

“Ah, hng… Y-Yes…”

Ryu Jeong, whose ears had turned completely red, buried his face in Lee Do-hyeon’s shoulder and trembled. Sitting made him conscious of the hand touching his butt, and standing on his knees felt like he was rubbing his slowly erecting member against Lee Do-hyeon. In the end, he had to accept the hands that caressed both his front and back in an awkward embrace.

Lee Do-hyeon lowered his gaze over Ryu Jeong’s shoulder, taking in the fully exposed buttocks. He watched the tender skin, which turned red with his handprints as he applied pressure, then quickly returned to normal, and recalled the day not long ago when he had brought in his few belongings.

Not a single item in Ryu Jeong’s bundle was old. Yet, the effort he had put into keeping them clean was evident, which only made him feel worse.

It wasn’t that anything wouldn’t look good on him, but he wanted to dress him in what suited him best and only the best, so he had often visited the select shop. Even now, one phone call would be enough to have him try on every line of underwear brand available in the country. But for some reason, he didn’t want to.

Even if it was a service he was paying for, he couldn’t leave even his underwear to someone else’s taste. Imagining Ryu Jeong wearing and taking off the underwear he had personally chosen every day made his lower body tighten.

“You don’t happen to be attached to your underwear or anything, do you?”

“Huh? W-What…”

“I’m going to throw them all away. I’m asking in advance in case there’s something you can’t throw away. You know, how some kids are attached to dolls or blankets. Of course, I don’t mean to see you as a child. I wouldn’t be doing this if I did.”

“Ah… N-No… I’m not.”

As he said ‘doing this,’ Lee Do-hyeon traced the inside of his butt crack, the still-dry entrance, with his fingertips. Ryu Jeong flinched and rubbed his face even harder against Lee Do-hyeon’s shoulder. The pleasure that was slowly igniting left him no room to consider the context of how things had come to this.

“Jeong. Let go of my arms and look at me. Put strength in your waist… Good.”

“Okay…”

As he obediently raised his head as told, their lips met. Ryu Jeong lightly touched Lee Do-hyeon’s shoulders and accepted the tenaciously invading tongue. He clumsily accepted the moist, soft tongue that rummaged around as if it were his own mouth, trying to move in a similar way. The tips of their tongues rubbed together, and the mixed saliva barely made it down his throat.

Perhaps because of the subtly dominant position, it felt different from their usual kisses. While dazedly intertwining his tongue, Ryu Jeong slowly stroked the back of Lee Do-hyeon’s head with the hand that was on his shoulder. Unlike his own long, drooping hair, the sensation of stroking the neatly cut hair was unfamiliar but gave him a sense of stability. Unaware that his unconscious caressing was evoking a strange sensation, Ryu Jeong continued to touch the nape of his neck, where warmth was subtly transmitted.

In the end, Lee Do-hyeon couldn’t bear it and let out a long breath through his nose. He gathered the saliva pooled under Ryu Jeong’s tongue and swallowed it all, then bit down hard on the tempting skin right in front of him. A faint scent wafted from the pheromone glands of the recessive Omega who wasn’t in heat cycle.

“Ugh… Ah, it hurts…”

Ryu Jeong flinched and groaned as he bit down with his teeth. Lee Do-hyeon lightly kissed the bite-marked nape of his neck with a smacking sound, then gently licked it as if to soothe the pain. The tingling pain quickly subsided, and a ticklish sensation rose from the spot. Ryu Jeong trembled, his eyes half-closed.

“…Touch me.”

Lee Do-hyeon, who had been shaking his already erect member up and down, took out his own hard member from inside his underwear and placed it in Ryu Jeong’s hand. He could feel the heat even with just a slight touch of his fingertips. Surprised, he opened his eyes wide, and the eyes he didn’t know how long had been watching him were right in front of him. Ryu Jeong, unable to hold the darker-than-usual pupils for long, shyly averted his gaze and carefully moved his hand.

“Hmm…”

The moment he grabbed the member that didn’t fit in one hand with a groping touch, Lee Do-hyeon groaned lowly. Surprised by the sound, Ryu Jeong quickly looked at Lee Do-hyeon, forgetting what he had been looking at. His narrowed brow and tightly closed eyes, and the tongue that was slightly visible through his slightly parted lips, came into view one after another. That face looked so lewd that Ryu Jeong couldn’t take his eyes off Lee Do-hyeon.

After moving his hand as if possessed for a long time, Lee Do-hyeon suddenly opened his eyes. At that moment, his vision flipped. When he came to his senses, Ryu Jeong was lying on his back on the sofa. As he blankly stared at the ceiling of the same color as the one in the bedroom, he tried to calm his trembling breath at the warmth that settled between his legs.

“Ah…!”

He had thought that he would mount him as he always had, but the situation unfolded differently than expected. Lee Do-hyeon, who was sitting with Ryu Jeong’s legs spread, grabbed the back of his knees and lifted them up with a whoosh. His buttocks, which had been touching the sofa, were instantly lifted up, and his erect member and hole were fully exposed. Ryu Jeong was so surprised that he couldn’t say anything and blinked rapidly in bewilderment. In the meantime, the underwear and pajama pants that were hanging on his knees were slipped off.

“President, wait… Just a moment.”

He wriggled, trying to get up somehow, but there was no way to overcome the firmly pressing force. As he flailed, trying to remove the hands that were holding the back of his knees, all that happened was that his loose T-shirt slipped down, exposing his stomach.

He was embarrassed by the position that fully exposed his lower body, but more than anything, the fact that Lee Do-hyeon’s face was directly visible between his knees made him feel ashamed. As he was all red and didn’t know what to do, Lee Do-hyeon, who had been staring down at Ryu Jeong, lowered his head while making eye contact.

“Ah, hng, just…”

Before he could even say not to, Lee Do-hyeon rubbed his lips against his round scrotum and the perineum below it. The sensation of the soft lips and the hot breath that broke over them made Ryu Jeong shake his head wildly. He tried to say not to, but he couldn’t even speak because of the lips that were gradually moving down, and could only groan.

Perhaps because his heat cycle hadn’t started, Ryu Jeong’s entrance showed no signs of getting wet. Already knowing how that inside would accept and manipulate him, Lee Do-hyeon felt like his head would explode just from looking at it, impatient to shove his own inside. But he also knew that if he inserted it in this state, he wouldn’t be able to avoid a trip to the hospital.

“Ugh, ugh! Ah, no… President, hng, don’t, ah, hng!”

There was only one way. If it wouldn’t get wet on its own, it was a very easy problem to solve it himself.

Lee Do-hyeon, muttering to himself the thought he hadn’t had until now, that he should buy some gel, brought his mouth to it without hesitation. He pressed his lips against the tight hole and, as if kissing, ran his tongue over the entrance. Ryu Jeong’s head went back in an instant as he stared at the sight he couldn’t believe even with his own eyes.

Whether it was because of the foreign sensation, the tightly closed entrance twitched for a moment. Lee Do-hyeon didn’t miss the opportunity and dug into the entrance as if he were going to shove his tongue in, standing it upright. The entrance, which had been so tightly closed that it felt somewhat hard, melted open in an instant. He continued to hear sobs mixed with moans from above his head, but Lee Do-hyeon didn’t care and shoved his tongue in.

“Preside, nt… Stop, sob, please, stop…”

Ryu Jeong continued to rub his head against the soft fabric sofa and made crying noises. Not only the sounds, but also the eyes that were darting around in the air were filled with clear tears. It was the first time he wanted to lose his mind because he was so embarrassed. Ryu Jeong squeezed his feet that were floating in the air inward, and shed tears at the ticklish pleasure that was rising from below.