By Zephyria 
The kiss that began at the entrance continued all the way to the stairs.
In-ho climbed the stairs while holding Haon in his arms. Haon gave a signal that he wanted to be let down by lightly shaking his legs, but he was gently ignored. In truth, it didn’t seem like Haon actually wanted to get down.
“Ha, ah….”
Lost in the kiss, Haon became a bit bolder. Whenever In-ho loosened his tongue, Haon was the first to dive in, entangling their hot flesh, his arms wrapped tightly around In-ho’s neck as if he refused to be apart for even a second.
In-ho gladly accepted Haon’s clumsy kissing. He didn’t forget to stroke Haon’s back every now and then, reminding him to breathe. Unlike Haon, he seemed composed. At least, on the surface.
“Want some water?”
Upon entering the room, In-ho kissed Haon’s heated forehead. In-ho was the one who had carried him up the long flight of stairs, yet it was Haon who was panting.
It was the first time in his life he had kissed someone for this long, and his breathing wouldn’t settle. Even though In-ho had carefully paced himself, Haon’s ragged breaths only grew louder.
“Yes….”
Haon nodded and once again pressed his lips against In-ho’s first. Watching him, In-ho let out a faint chuckle.
Sensing the vibration of the laugh from In-ho’s throat, Haon blinked. What was so funny?
“Because you’re too cute, Haon.”
In-ho walked with a leisurely pace and stopped in front of the bed. At the word ‘cute,’ Haon, who had been diligently sucking on In-ho’s lips, looked embarrassed. Despite having done things far more embarrassing than that.
With a small smile, In-ho supported Haon’s back and laid him down on the bed. His touch was careful, as if handling a sleeping child. He didn’t let go until Haon’s body had completely touched the mattress.
The rustle of the sheets wrinkling mingled with the thumping of Haon’s heart.
“I’ll get some water,” In-ho said, brushing back Haon’s thin hair. He smiled at Haon’s nod and stood up from the bed.
After taking a water bottle from the refrigerator next to the bathroom door, he didn’t return to Haon immediately but gazed blankly at the bed.
The sight of someone lying on his bed felt unfamiliar. It was the first time he had brought another person into his bedroom.
In-ho observed the strange scene for a moment. Even though he had clearly seen enough, he found himself wanting to look more. He felt as though he wouldn’t tire of this sight even if he saw it every day.
“…….”
Haon remained motionless in the position In-ho had laid him in. He simply stared blankly at the ceiling, his fingers and toes twitching slightly. Even those small movements betrayed his nervousness.
Then, perhaps feeling that In-ho was taking too long, he peeked up. Seeing him lift his head just a bit, much like when he had peeked into the elevator, In-ho burst into laughter.
He’s laughing again. As Haon rubbed his cheek with an awkward expression, his hand touched his lips. He suddenly felt shy about his lips being wet with saliva.
“Oh… In-ho’s shoes.”
While wiping his lips with the back of his hand, Haon’s eyes widened as he noticed In-ho’s feet. In-ho was still wearing his shoes.
In-ho looked down at his feet, which Haon was timidly pointing at, and let out a soft “Ah” and a chuckle. It seemed he had forgotten to take off his own shoes while helping Haon with his.
“I forgot.”
He had only seemed composed on the outside; in reality, he was just as excited as Haon.
Grinning, In-ho took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. As the sound of rustling sheets returned, tension clouded Haon’s eyes. Despite having kissed for so long.
Haon’s lips parted awkwardly, and he eventually ended up avoiding In-ho’s gaze again.
“Ah….”
A moment later, he jumped and looked back at In-ho when a cool water bottle touched his heated cheek.
“I’m a bit nervous,” In-ho murmured, lightly rubbing Haon’s cheek with the bottle. The words didn’t match the playful smile on his lips.
“It’s the first time someone else has lain in my bed.”
“No, actually, I’m very nervous,” In-ho whispered, sitting close to Haon. He even took a deep breath and brushed his hand over his chest as if calming himself.
“I-I am too….”
At that, Haon followed suit, brushing his own chest. Perhaps relieved that he wasn’t the only one nervous, his expression became more relaxed than before.
But what did he mean by it being the first time someone had lain there?
Haon chewed over In-ho’s words, his eyes scanning the spacious room. Was it true? He wasn’t doubting In-ho, but it was hard to believe. The idea that he had claimed one of In-ho’s ‘firsts.’
“It’s true.”
As if reading Haon’s mind, In-ho smiled softly and opened the water bottle. Instead of handing it to Haon, he drank some first.
Just as Haon thought, ‘In-ho was thirsty too,’ In-ho, with water in his mouth, pressed his lips against Haon’s.
The moment their soft flesh met, the cool liquid poured into Haon’s mouth. In-ho lightly lifted the back of Haon’s neck to help him swallow the water.
Gulp. In-ho gently stroked Haon’s bobbing Adam’s apple with his thumb, waiting until he had swallowed all the water. After using his tongue to check that no liquid remained, he pressed and caressed the twitching flesh again.
As if he had been waiting, Haon pushed his tongue out and followed suit. He timidly felt In-ho’s shoulder as their bodies naturally overlapped, eventually wrapping his arm around him.
And so, the fire of their deep kiss was lit once more.
Having discovered the taste of kissing, Haon clung to In-ho frantically. The more they rubbed their tender flesh together, the more an unfamiliar ecstasy spread from the tips of his toes to every single strand of hair.
He wanted to keep kissing until dawn. Haon found it strange that he was tilting his own head, trying to reach deeper. Until now, whenever someone pushed their tongue into his mouth, he had felt like crying….
Haon’s pupils glazed over for a moment as he snapped back to reality. However, he soon focused on In-ho again, moving his tongue even more insistently.
With a smile at Haon’s clumsy but passionate kissing, In-ho slowly slid his hand inside Haon’s clothes.
“Hng….”
As In-ho delved beneath the thick knit and stroked his lean stomach, Haon’s waist flinched. In-ho caressed the slender, twitching waist before kneading his chest. The resulting louder moan from Haon tickled In-ho’s heart.
Every time hot breath escaped from between their locked lips, In-ho’s lower half grew tighter. The feel of Haon’s tender skin under his hand also aroused him.
Haon was soft from head to toe. Even the parts not visible on the outside were tender and warm.
While caressing his chest, In-ho slowly moved his hand down and undone the buckle of Haon’s pants.
As he lowered the zipper, the welcoming underwear was revealed. Perhaps it was underwear he had worn since his student days; it was a pair of briefs filled with a small polka-dot pattern. The cotton, which had become loose from long use, was now bulging. Very cutely.
“Hah-eut.”
When In-ho touched the bulge of the underwear, Haon closed his legs. He raised his knees and scratched the sheets with his heels before slowly spreading his thighs again.
Haon, with his eyes tightly shut, preparing himself to be taken, was unbearably lovely.
Fingertips that had lost their composure invaded Haon’s underwear. For a moment, his two legs flailed as if trying to push In-ho away, but as the warm hand wrapped around the erect shaft, he soon lost his strength.
In-ho gently shook Haon’s shaft up and down, stimulating him with a moderate grip. He repeatedly kissed Haon’s groaning face while pressing the tip, which was leaking pre-cum, with his thumb.
“Ah-heuk!”
At the intense stimulation, Haon’s thighs trembled and his back arched. The hands gripping In-ho’s shoulders tightened.
Supporting the waist that had lifted off the sheets, In-ho lifted Haon’s legs and completely stripped off his pants and underwear.
He also removed the knit covering his body and insistently caressed his chest, as if licking melting ice cream. With stimulation applied to both top and bottom simultaneously, Haon began to squirm.
Contrary to the movements that seemed to push In-ho away, Haon’s member, which grew harder the more it was touched, welcomed the pleasure. The leaking, sticky pre-cum was the proof.
In-ho used his other hand to pull down his own zipper, revealing his throbbing lower half. His member, incomparably larger than Haon’s, gave off an almost intimidating aura.
Pushing himself between the wide-open thighs, In-ho completely overlapped his body with Haon’s. Pressing their hardened flesh together, he pushed Haon down from above.
“Ah…!”
As the heat-concentrated members were strongly pressed together, Haon’s head tilted back. In-ho sucked on Haon’s throat and moved his pelvis, rubbing their shafts against each other.
The lukewarm liquid that flowed down passed Haon’s testicles and ran down toward his perineum. Simultaneously, heat rushed to the corners of Haon’s eyes.
Haon blinked his moist eyes and took a ragged breath. He felt as if he were about to burst into tears. A mixture of indescribable emotions made his head spin.
“Ha, ah…. Eut.”
One moment he felt simply good, and the next, a sudden surge of anxiety made him want to run away. However, contrary to his confused heart, his body welcomed In-ho instinctively.
When In-ho took off his pants, he lifted his hips out of habit, and when In-ho tried to rub the glans against his wet perineum, he subtly narrowed his thighs.
Haon acted promptly, so that the Alpha trying to embrace him wouldn’t feel frustrated.
“Haon.”
Suddenly, In-ho stopped and lifted his upper body. His voice, lowered as if trying to suppress his excitement, was mixed with heavy breaths.
“Are you okay?”