By Zephyria The End of Denial (2)
“No, well… I was just wondering if anything happened.”
The way he approached with subtle steps was, to anyone who looked, nothing more or less than someone up to no good. While Seong Mu-yeon glanced worriedly at the sleeping boy in the room at the end of the hallway, Baek Ryeo-il unknowingly rested one knee on the bed.
“Nothing happened. If Young Master Seomun has any sense, he wouldn’t dare crawl back in here after the headmaster chased him out like that.”
“Right, right.”
Baek Ryeo-il gradually slid his hips onto the bed. Seong Mu-yeon was not one to miss such a gesture. Sensing the strange atmosphere, he looked at Baek Ryeo-il with a questioning gaze.
“But why? I’m about to sleep now. Please leave.”
“Who’s stopping you from sleeping? Sleep.”
“How can I sleep when you’re staring like that?”
“Why can’t you sleep? Ah, I get it. I get it! I came to make something clear. You, that Seomun what’s-his-name… don’t even think about doing anything with him… no, don’t even be in the same space… no, don’t even make eye contact. Got it?”
Baek Ryeo-il’s strong stance triggered Seong Mu-yeon’s rebellious nature again. He contorted his face in annoyance.
“Do you think I wouldn’t know what to do? If that’s all you came to say, you’re just wasting your breath.”
“What! Don’t tell me you’d sleep with anyone, no matter who they are? Are you that promiscuous?!”
“Why does it always turn out that way! That’s not it!”
“How can I believe you?”
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Seong Mu-yeon picked up a hard wooden pillow.
“I don’t usually like violence, but you know you’re asking for it, Young master, right?”
Baek Ryeo-il flinched. He shouldn’t be arguing like this again. What if Seong Mu-yeon got upset and ran off to Seomun Yuha? Wouldn’t that be his loss?
Baek Ryeo-il hurriedly soothed him.
“What I said just now was a slip of the tongue. Don’t be angry. As an apology, should I give you a massage? I saw you liked it before.”
“Hmm.”
Seong Mu-yeon hesitated for a moment before reluctantly lying face down on the bed. It seemed he couldn’t resist the temptation of Baek Ryeo-il’s skillful touch, which specialized in physical appeasement.
“Then try it.”
Baek Ryeo-il hadn’t come with the intention of doing anything to him right away, so he diligently focused on the massage. He had only come to engrave the hypothesis he had spent a whole day formulating in his mind, and to check if what was his was still there.
What Baek Ryeo-il overlooked was that Seong Mu-yeon was someone who stirred his body.
As he massaged his shoulders and stroked his back, he could feel the curves of his spine under his palms. In that moment, Baek Ryeo-il vividly recalled the sensation of stroking the bare spine of Seong Mu-yeon one night, and blood rushed to his lower body.
Since he was on top of him, the person lying below couldn’t possibly miss the change. The muscles in Seong Mu-yeon’s back, which had been relaxing, suddenly tensed.
“…Young master? What is this?”
Baek Ryeo-il suddenly couldn’t think of anything, as if all the blood that should have gone to his head had rushed to his lower body. He simply desired the delicious feast laid out before his eyes.
On the one hand, he felt relieved.
He was clearly drawn to Seong Mu-yeon’s body. How fortunate that he reacted so quickly?
Baek Ryeo-il blatantly grabbed Seong Mu-yeon’s waist and leaned down. Then, he whispered in his ear.
“Hey… we’ve had that kind of experience before, so shouldn’t we prepare in advance before you lose your hearing or sense of smell again?”
Unintentionally, his voice was low and husky due to his excitement, creating a secretive atmosphere.
“I knew it! You perverted bastard!”
“Just stay still…”
No matter how much Seong Mu-yeon struggled, it was easy to suppress his insignificant resistance. Grabbing his arm and pressing his legs down with his thighs, Seong Mu-yeon was easily subdued.
Baek Ryeo-il slowly rubbed his erect member between the curves of Seong Mu-yeon’s buttocks, which were visible above his clothing.
“That, ugh. That wasn’t related to this.”
Seong Mu-yeon lost his eyesight not because of his illness, but because of the Qi deviation.
“No… if your condition was even a little better, it would be less dangerous when circulating Qi, right?”
“…I, I guess so. Ahh…”
It sounded like sophistry, but Seong Mu-yeon seemed to be giving in little by little. As the hard phallus filled with heat was gently rubbed against him, the surrounding air instantly began to heat up.
But Seong Mu-yeon, remembering something, suddenly raised his head.
“No! What if Headmaster Kang wakes up!”
“I think it’ll be fine if only you’re quiet…”
Baek Ryeo-il buried his nose in the back of Seong Mu-yeon’s neck and brushed his lips against his skin. Seong Mu-yeon squirmed slightly, as if ticklish.
Baek Ryeo-il kissed him deeply, starting from his neck and gradually moving down, savoring each moment. As he pulled down the collar of his loose robe, his fair shoulders and back were revealed.
The sound of excited breathing was contagious, making his body heat up.
Baek Ryeo-il grabbed and squeezed Seong Mu-yeon’s buttocks, causing him to lift his lower body slightly and rub against him. Then, he reached into the loosely opened waistband and grabbed Seong Mu-yeon’s half-erect member, squeezing it tightly.
“Heuh!”
Seong Mu-yeon, startled by the sound he involuntarily made, widened his eyes. Then, he covered his mouth and buried his face in the bedding. The half-soft member quickly grew in size and dripped clear fluid.
“Mmm… Heuh…”
The thick bedding couldn’t completely muffle the sound. Baek Ryeo-il’s hair stood on end every time Seong Mu-yeon’s breath burst out. His lower body was already moving between Seong Mu-yeon’s naked thighs, and his hand began to quickly stroke both shafts at once.
Before long, Seong Mu-yeon released a large amount of white semen into Baek Ryeo-il’s hand. Baek Ryeo-il flipped him over as easily as turning his palm, and Seong Mu-yeon, as if thoroughly toyed with, buried his face in his arms and muttered curses through his teeth.
“You crazy… bastard…”
His flushed face and rough breathing were incredibly stimulating.
He immediately brought his sticky hand down. When he rubbed the tightly closed hole, it quickly opened softly, having experienced it several times before, and sucked in one finger.
“It’s okay, right?”
Seong Mu-yeon, already resigned, didn’t resist much and only bit his red lips and glared fiercely at him. But gradually, his breathing became rough, and his legs spread wide.
Although he was used to it, the moment of the first insertion was always difficult. The same was true for both Seong Mu-yeon and Baek Ryeo-il. The narrow hole, like his small body, only barely allowed access to its fresh interior after being carefully coaxed.
Baek Ryeo-il narrowed his brow and gradually invaded his interior.
“Relax…”
“It’s because you’re so ridiculously big…”
“So you don’t like it?”
Seong Mu-yeon closed his mouth but didn’t say he didn’t like it.
Baek Ryeo-il let out a joyful laugh.
“I’m going to move.”
“Heup…”
The slow start soon turned into a fierce act.
“Ugh, Heuh…!”
Baek Ryeo-il had already created a soundproof barrier to prevent any sound from leaking out, but each time Seong Mu-yeon was startled, unaware of this fact, a pleasure that felt like the world was turning upside down struck his entire body. That feeling returned to Baek Ryeo-il as a thrilling stimulus. He deliberately didn’t tell Seong Mu-yeon about the soundproof barrier and continued to enjoy the sensation.
He had to admit it now.
The sex with Seong Mu-yeon was incredibly good.
There was no comparison, but in the first place, Seong Mu-yeon was the only one who made him this excited, so comparisons were meaningless.
That night, Baek Ryeo-il did his best to prove that his feelings were purely physical desire.
He thrust into him from behind, flipped him over and thrust into him again, and later, he stuffed a belt into Seong Mu-yeon’s mouth and thrust to his heart’s content.
All the sex they had experienced so far had been done when Seong Mu-yeon was on the verge of passing out, but tonight was the first time they had explored each other’s bodies for no reason.
Although there was the justification of preventing accidents in advance, it felt quite different to Baek Ryeo-il.
With this, Baek Ryeo-il had opened the door to a new realm where he could have sex with Seong Mu-yeon even when he wasn’t in pain.