By Zephyria 
#Side Story 2-2. Christmas Present
-Kyung-soo hyung!
“Ugh.”
-Listen to me!
I absentmindedly put in my earphones and answered the phone, and I thought my eardrums were going to burst. Even after teaching him phone etiquette, I needed to correct his habit of blurting out what he wanted to say when he got excited.
“I told you to say hello first…”
-Yes. Hello? It’s No-eul!
Finally, his habit was corrected.
“Okay, tell me now.”
-Hyung, you don’t have anything to do on Christmas anyway, right? You said you didn’t, so you’re going to hang out with me that day!
“One thing at a time. And is it already about that?”
-Already? Christmas is next week.
No-eul was one of the people looking forward to Christmas the most. From the beginning of December, he even looked up the weather forecast in advance, saying ridiculous things like, ‘If it doesn’t snow that day, I’m going to leave an inquiry with the Meteorological Administration.’
It’s not like the Meteorological Administration controls the weather… Of course, I knew he was joking, but I made him promise not to, just in case. The expression he had that seemed a bit disappointed was probably my imagination.
“Why?”
-There’s something I really wanted to do with hyung, just a moment! I’ll send you a picture via KakaoTalk.
Kyung-soo turned on his phone screen and waited for a picture from No-eul. A little later, a sound of ‘Oops’ flowed through the earphones, and a picture arrived.
「No-eul: (Picture)」
It was a picture of handcuffs covered in fluffy red fur with a few white cotton balls attached. Kyung-soo’s mind went blank for a moment. Was this a picture… foreshadowing something?
-Oops, sorry. That’s not what we’re doing this time….
“……”
Not this time, so you’re saying we’ll do it someday? I was about to press the picture to enlarge it when suddenly the picture disappeared and was replaced by a speech bubble that said ‘Deleted message.’
「No-eul: Deleted message.」
「No-eul: (Picture)」
-This is it. I just sent the picture!
The second thing that arrived was a picture with white letters on a red background. But looking at the words written there, it seemed like No-eul had made it himself.
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♡The 1st Annual No-eul and Kyung-soo Hyung Gift Exchange Contest♡
Judge: Cheon No-eul
Likely Winner: Cheon No-eul
Candidate for Participation Award: Kim Kyung-soo
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“What is this?”
-The 1st Annual No-eul and Kyung-soo Hyung Gift Exchange….
“I’m not saying that because I can’t read!”
-That’s a relief.
“……”
-Let’s do this, okay? It’ll be fun….
No-eul was already chattering in an excited voice, saying that he had thought about what gift he would give me. He started persuading Kyung-soo that if we were going to play at home instead of going out that day, there should be something special to match the special day.
-Can’t we? Huh? Why not?
“It’s not that we can’t… Why do you celebrate the birthday of a foreigner you don’t even know so much? I don’t understand.”
-Is Christmas the birthday of a foreigner you don’t know?
“We’re not acquaintances.”
-…Tch. You’re one to talk, hyung, you collected all the Christmas items first! I clearly saw you selling leftover items yesterday! Why did someone who doesn’t understand bother with the Illusion Christmas event?
“…Smart bastard. That’s pretty persuasive?”
-I know.
A gift exchange. It was a thought befitting a guy who really likes events, whether it’s in a game or on an anniversary. But Kyung-soo couldn’t take No-eul’s words at face value.
-You said you don’t want to go out because there are too many people on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day, hyung… I wanted to go to the amusement park and eat raccoon cotton candy, but I held back because you said you’d take me next month. But if you don’t do this for me either, I’m really going to be sad….
“Are you… crying?”
-Sniff, sob….
How pretentious. He must be making crying noises on purpose. If he was really crying, he would have said he wasn’t, so it didn’t seem like he was crying pathetically alone. Kyung-soo secretly breathed a sigh of relief and reluctantly said okay. I might really make him cry if I keep this up….
-Awesome! I’ll look forward to it!
No-eul made a kissing sound into the receiver and hung up. It was as sudden an ending as it had been a call out of the blue.
Kyung-soo quickly got up and sat in front of the computer, biting his lip. This was definitely a scheme.
‘It’s not like he’s thoughtless, there’s no way he sent that picture by mistake. He sent it for me to see.’
Maybe… it was the kind of gift he wanted to receive? I guess twenty is the age when you really want to have handcuffs.
When he said it would be better to exchange gifts in person, No-eul suggested that it would be better to have them arrive at each other’s houses the day before, saying, ‘Wouldn’t it be a bit cumbersome to carry them?’ No-eul smiled, saying that I could really look forward to his gift. Just how heavy could it be that it would be hard to carry?
Kyung-soo tried to sound out No-eul several times, but his mouth showed no sign of opening. He was dying to know what gift he had prepared, but No-eul didn’t seem to be. When he said, ‘Why don’t you ask what my gift is?’, he gave an unexpected answer, saying, ‘I like anything hyung gives me except trash.’
So they agreed to receive packages at each other’s houses, and the item Kyung-soo ordered was barely prepared and scheduled to arrive on Christmas Eve morning. Cheon No-eul was more extreme than him, there was no way he would send a normal item. I knew it from the moment he showed me the picture of the handcuffs. Kyung-soo thought to himself that it might be some kind of embarrassing contraption to show to others.
「Today (Thursday the 23rd), the item ordered by Cheon No-eul is scheduled to arrive between 7 PM and 10 PM.」
I guess he wrote my number as the recipient’s phone number, because a delivery text arrived after I had lunch.
「Me: (Picture)」
I captured the text message saying it was scheduled for delivery and sent it to No-eul.
「No-eul: LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL」
Cheon No-eul suddenly started laughing. Was he that happy?
“No-eul: Take a picture and post itㅇㅅㅇ♥”
“Me: ㅇㅇ”
“No-eul: As a selfie!”!! With your face showing!! Make sure to show me using it!!!」
“……”
I wasn’t confident in showing him using it. What if it was something weird… It’s not like I haven’t known Cheon No-eul for a day or two, Kyung-soo wasn’t foolish enough to make such a promise without thinking.
「Me: What is it then??”No-eul: LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL”
“No-eul: You’ll find out soonㅇㅅㅇ It’s reallyㅋㅋㅋㅋ useful for hyung!”!!」
Useful, what could it be? Strange items flashed through Kyung-soo’s mind one after another, but there was nothing that he thought, ‘This is it!’ Even when he looked up the tracking number that came in the text message on the app, the item was classified as ‘Household goods.’ The sender’s name was also Cheon No-eul, so he couldn’t even tell where it was ordered from.
“A meticulous bastard.”
Kyung-soo couldn’t focus on anything that day, and he lingered near the front door all day long. Then, when the clock hands pointed to 9:35, he heard the sound of the elevator doors opening. Kyung-soo pretended not to care and slowly approached the front door, and as the footsteps got closer, the doorbell finally rang.
“……!”
As if he had been waiting for it, Kyung-soo hurriedly opened the door and went out, took the package, and came inside. One was wrapped in a black bag, and the other was a small box.
“It’s not that cumbersome to carry…”
Just what was it that made him say I could look forward to it so much? Even now that I’ve received the package, it’s hard to know what it is. Kyung-soo scratched the tape on the bag with his fingernails and tore it off. And when he ripped off the outer bag as if tearing it apart, there was something like a pure white wad of cotton inside.
“……?”
The wad of cotton was crumpled, and there was something like plastic attached to the zipper bag at the end of the transparent vinyl. The moment he grabbed it and opened the bag, the wads of cotton, which were definitely small enough to fit in his arms, began to burst out of the transparent vinyl.
“No… Cheon No-eul…!”
As the wad of cotton grew in size, it became a long pillow that was about his height. Why did he send me something like this? Was it because he was considering my habit of hugging something to sleep? It was still puzzling. It wasn’t as great a gift as I had expected.
“Ah. There was one more thing.”
After collecting the vinyl and outer bag that were compressing the pillow and throwing them in the trash can, the small box that had arrived with it caught his eye. Kyung-soo brought a knife from the room and carefully opened the box, and inside, there was a piece of cloth folded neatly and wrapped in vinyl.
“…What is it.”
Kyung-soo muttered as he stepped back slightly.
“What is it.”
He hadn’t even taken it out yet, but he had a bad feeling. Something like light brown hair seemed to be… printed on the piece of cloth.
“No-eul: The package arrived!” Where are you, hyung?」
“……”
The message No-eul sent popped up on the screen as a preview, and Kyung-soo shook his head and began to deny reality. No, no. There’s no way our No-eul would do that.
“…I’m not letting Cheon No-eul get away with this!”
There was a way.
Kyung-soo took out the neatly packaged ‘Cheon No-eul cover.’ And as soon as he confirmed the reality of what was printed on it, Kyung-soo threw the cover into the air with a whoosh. Shit! Even as he was getting angry to himself, he picked up the pillowcase from the floor again, and while grumbling, he grabbed the large pillow and put the cover on it.
When he threw the completed Cheon No-eul pillow onto the bed, it created a scene where it looked like No-eul was lying on his bed with his eyes closed.
“Ugh!”
Annoying! The picture… turned out well. Why did he take it so well? Who took the picture of him sleeping? He must be pretending to sleep, right? And what did he say to that person when he asked them to take it? Why did they even take it? They’re both crazy! Even the size was roughly the same as a person, and his head was getting hot.
“Crazy bastard. Crazy bastard!”
Kyung-soo’s hands were trembling.
I don’t know where they make something like this, but one thing is for sure, Cheon No-eul was out of his mind. No, he’s been out of his mind since the moment I first met him, but he’s grown even more over time! Kyung-soo was furious. He was very angry.
“Me: Package lostㄷㄷ”
“No-eul: I know you’re lyingㅋㅋ”
“Me: It’s realㄹㅇ I swear on you”
“No-eul: Why are you swearing on meㅠㅠ”
“No-eul: I got a message from the delivery guy saying it was delivered?” Show me!!”Me: Asshole”
“No-eul: ㅇㅅㅇ?”」
What is this. Why would you give me something like this as a gift! Kyung-soo took dozens of pictures and sent them to him as No-eul wanted.
「No-eul: ……?」
Cheon No-eul pillow lying in the bathtub. Cheon No-eul pillow looking at the baseball bat leaning against the wall. Cheon No-eul pillow turning on the gas stove and trying to apply a hot pack. Cheon No-eul pillow preparing to dive out the window….
Every time he received a picture, No-eul was restless, saying, ‘That’s not how you use itㅠㅠㅠ.Finally, as a last resort, Kyung-soo, who was lying in bed, took a picture of himself hugging the Cheon No-eul pillow with his eyes closed and making a V sign, and only then did No-eul relax and say, ‘Take care of it haha.’’
“…It’s comfortable, though.”
He has a surprisingly good eye. It’s not wrong to say it’s useful….
When I put the pillow between my legs and hugged it, peace came to my mind. I feel like I’ll be able to sleep well if I do this… It feels like there’s one more person in the house.
“Gasp.”
「No-eul: Come to my house as soon as you wake up tomorrow♥♥」
But now wasn’t the time to be thinking about that. I suddenly woke up completely.
“…My gift!”
Suddenly, a sense of crisis struck. Kyung-soo’s gift, which was scheduled to arrive by tomorrow morning, wasn’t a cute item like this pillow. He must have been out of his mind when he ordered the gift.
‘From eight o’clock… Should I set alarms every 10 minutes? I need to be able to wake up.’
First of all, it was urgent to secure the package before Cheon No-eul.
“Ugh.”
Kyung-soo, who was crawling into the blanket to avoid the annoying sunlight falling on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes wide, thinking that something was wrong.
“…Eleven… forty…?”
When he checked the clock on his phone because he felt so refreshed, it was already almost twelve o’clock. He suddenly became anxious, as if he had overslept on the day of an important exam.
「No-eul: (Picture)」
「No-eul: There’s a cat on TV that looks like hyung! It even opens doors by itself… It’s smarter than Jung Min-jae (07:00 AM)”
“No-eul: Are you still sleeping? (07:10 AM)
No-eul: The sun is high in the sky and you’re still sleeping…? (07:23 AM)」
「No-eul: Dress warmly and come out later, it’s snowing today!! (08:01 AM)」
Cheon No-eul was already awake! He always woke up early on days like this and sent a barrage of messages like a bomb. It was dangerous if I didn’t hurry. Kyung-soo hurriedly ran to the bathroom and splashed water on his face. Kyung-soo, who washed up faster than ever, quickly put on his clothes and looked up the tracking number. Fortunately, it still only said that it was scheduled for delivery and hadn’t arrived yet.
“Ah, I have to give him the doll today.”
The doll I won while drunk was a different expression version of the ‘Cheon No-eul Rabbit Doll’ that was lying next to No-eul’s bed. I had been waiting for a chance to give it to No-eul without telling him on purpose, but I had forgotten every time, so it had been left on Kyung-soo’s bookshelf for a month. Kyung-soo grabbed the ears of the Cheon No-eul Rabbit and said hello to the Cheon No-eul pillow, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and left the house.
「Me: Slept well~~ Just woke up」
「No-eul: Run over here! Wear a scarf because it’s cold today」
「Me: You cover yourself with a blanket too. I’ll wash up and go soon. The package?」
「No-eul: It hasn’t arrived yetㅠ」
Perfect. Now I just have to pretend to have woken up, receive the package, and leave it in a nearby subway locker. Kyung-soo was anxious, tracking the package location every minute. Then, while walking with the Cheon No-eul Rabbit in his hand, a bakery with a sweet smell suddenly caught his eye. The pure white cake on display inside seemed to be saying ‘Hello’ to Kyung-soo.
“……”
When he came to his senses, he had already fallen for the commercial tactics of a company targeting Christmas. A cake in one hand, and a doll in the other.
“This is good enough as a gift, I guess.”
Kyung-soo shrugged his shoulders and hurried towards No-eul’s house. There was a delivery truck right in front of the building. The driver was moving boxes with a hand truck. It was clear that the problematic package was there. Kyung-soo was convinced and approached the delivery driver and said.
“Hello?”
“Yes?”
“I’m from 1004 and I was just about to go out, but I’m busy, so can I take the package now?”
“Ah, yes. 1004… Let’s see… Ah, here it is. What’s your name?”
“Cheon No-eul. The phone number is….”
While Kyung-soo was impersonating Cheon No-eul and attempting to steal the package, the elevator doors opened inside the building with a ding. No-eul, wearing a yellow forsythia-colored hoodie and pulling it down over his head, shrank from the cold and came out of the building. And….
“Hyung?”
“……?”
Kyung-soo’s expression hardened as he raised his head at the voice of someone who shouldn’t be here. Why are you here? Kyung-soo stared at No-eul with his mouth open. Time seemed to have stopped.
“What…? Hyung, you really washed up quickly? Did you fly here?”
“……”
No, I’m screwed. I’m really screwed.
“Here it is, 1004.”
“T, thank you.”
Kyung-soo finished signing the recipient’s signature and reluctantly walked towards Cheon No-eul. No-eul smiled brightly and said.
“Wow, it’s my package.”
“……”
“Let’s go open it quickly.”
Damn it.
“By the way, do you like my gift?”
“…You should be grateful that I only have two hands.”
He had a cake box in one hand, and a package and a doll in the other, so he couldn’t even pinch his cheeks. No-eul quietly shut his mouth as if he was going to get hit, and Kyung-soo moved his feet, which wouldn’t fall, with the expression of someone being dragged away. He left an awkward message to the delivery driver on purpose, saying, ‘Ah, I left something behind, so there’s nothing I can do.’ and boarded the elevator.
“You have a well-rested face.”
Say it’s because of my gift! Tell me you liked it! …As if he was saying that, No-eul’s eyes were sparkling.
“I had a nightmare. It felt like there was one more person in our house….”
“Honestly, you like it, right?”
No-eul asked as he subtly stepped back into the corner of the elevator, avoiding Kyung-soo.
“…It wasn’t something I would throw away.”
Kyung-soo spoke honestly. He didn’t particularly like it, but he thought it was a decent gift the more he looked at it. He was also quite pleased to see the guy’s face as soon as he woke up this morning, and it was clear that it was a gift he had put some thought into, so he thought it was his duty as an older brother to let it slide this time.
“What. Is that all the reaction I get?”
“What more reaction do you want?”
“Then just give it back.”
“What? You can’t take back a gift! It’s mine now!”
Kyung-soo shouted reflexively, and No-eul’s lips curved upward in an arc.
“Yes, hyung, you can have it all.”
What, he does like it… No-eul chuckled as he pressed the door lock password and opened the door. As soon as Kyung-soo followed him inside, he casually tossed the delivery box into the living room. The moment the box landed on the soft rug, Kyung-soo grabbed No-eul’s cheeks and kissed him.
“……”
“……”
No-eul’s face turned bright red from the surprise kiss. Seeing his face, Kyung-soo also felt embarrassed for no reason and coughed dryly, turning his head away. No-eul raised his hand, fiddled with his lips, and mumbled shyly.
“Hyung, what are you doing from broad daylight, making me feel so shy…?”
“It’s my heart’s desire…”
“Then do it one more time…”
“Get lost…”
At that, No-eul sighed deeply and said.
“I was going to pretend I didn’t notice that hyung threw the delivery in the living room and kissed me on purpose to distract me…”
“……?”
After uttering those words, No-eul moved faster than Kyung-soo had ever seen him move, picking up the delivery that had fallen in the corner of the living room. There was a rattling sound inside.
‘No way!’
Belatedly, Kyung-soo took off his shoes and rushed towards him, but No-eul had already picked up the delivery, gone into the bathroom, and locked the door long ago.
“Hey, come out!”
“Ah, why is there so much tape on this? I don’t have a knife here.”
“I said come out!”
“The more you’re like that, hyung, the less I want to go out! I’m… scared!”
Scared? Kyung-soo took a deep breath and tried to calm his pounding heart.
“No-eul-ah, I won’t say anything, so come out right now before you get your ass beat.”
As Kyung-soo whispered softly against the crack in the door, an equally gentle tone returned from No-eul.
“Kyung-soo hyung, what is this…?”
“…It’s nothing!”
“I’m asking what it is, why are you saying it’s nothing…?”
Shit, did he open it? Already?
“Hyung!”
With a click, the door opened. No-eul, with flushed cheeks and excitement, peeked his head out. The box had already been dismantled, and in one hand he held a furry handcuff, and in the other hand, a red blindfold surrounded by a white border. Kyung-soo’s face turned bright red in an instant.
“Hooray! Christmas Love Event A Set!”
“Ah, shit…”
It was the name of the product that was on the main page of the website. He didn’t know why they even included a postcard.
“What are you going to do with this? Do you want me to use it, or were you planning to use it on me?”
Whatever Cheon No-eul was saying, Kyung-soo couldn’t hear a single word. Kyung-soo, red from his head to his neck with shame, only bit his lip.
“You bought this, right, hyung?”
Should he just brazenly say he didn’t buy it to use with him and leave? No, if he did, he knew exactly how the guy would react. ‘Then who did you buy it to use with? Is there someone else besides me? Why would you say that!’ …Something like that. So, it seemed better to just be honest.
“Yeah, I bought it! Throw it away if you don’t like it!”
“No! I always liked Christmas… Ah, Love Event A Set! I liked it!”
“Please don’t read the product name!”
“I like that you come at me so hard from weird angles, hyung. Who gives something like this on Christmas…”
“Anyone would think you gave me something totally normal.”
“Ah, I love it so much! But did you really make up your mind today?”
“……”
“Okay, let’s try using it!”
No-eul grinned and handed Kyung-soo the unpacked items, and then his gaze moved to the cake that was carelessly placed on the floor. He chuckled again. It was the face of someone who was going crazy with joy in this situation.
“Ah, what to do…”
“What.”
“What are you going to do to a young me who can’t use my hands, can’t see, and doesn’t know anything?”
“…Huh?”
“You deliberately bought my favorite flavor so you could smear cream on me and suck it off, right? Ugh, since when did you have such a dark heart to devour me… Ouch! Why are you hitting me!”
He’s asking for it. Kyung-soo muttered in a voice trembling with shame. No-eul, looking at Kyung-soo’s face flushed with embarrassment, closed his eyes tightly and held out his hand.
“Here, quickly handcuff me, who knows nothing.”
“Ah, please. No-eul-ah. …I can’t do this kind of thing.”
“What are you talking about.”
No-eul burst out laughing in disbelief.
“I still remember, you know? Don’t you remember what came out of your bag from the first day, saying something about a special experience for me? It was really unusual…”
Of course, it wasn’t like it didn’t happen…
“But even then, your face was really my type, so I couldn’t say anything, and you really have to be grateful for your face, hyung.”
“……”
Cheon No-eul, he doesn’t know he’s saying what he should be saying. Who’s the one who’s been charming people with his face? Kyung-soo muttered words he couldn’t bring himself to say out loud, and awkwardly gripped the handcuffs tightly.
“Your hands are cold.”
No-eul wrapped his hands around Kyung-soo’s hands, which had been constantly exposed to the outside while carrying the items. ‘So, shall we lie down somewhere warm? Please, it’s my wish!’ and so on, Kyung-soo stared intently at No-eul, who was trying to seduce him. Light brown eyes were directed straight at him. If he smiled sweetly, it felt like a sweet chocolate scent would waft out. No-eul’s hands, which were fiddling with his hands, were very warm.
‘It’s like spring.’
When he’s with Cheon No-eul, he always thinks that somehow things will work out. Whatever will be, will be.
Click.
With a metallic sound, fluffy fur handcuffs were fastened on No-eul’s wrist. No-eul made an ‘uh’ sound, looked down at his wrist, and then looked up at Kyung-soo.
“…What are you looking at?”
“Hyuuung…!”
Cheon No-eul, moved by the fulfillment of his wish, ran towards Kyung-soo with shining eyes. He kissed Kyung-soo on the face, bothering him. Eventually, Kyung-soo, tormented by him, struggled to escape. Because of the pouring kisses, it seemed that it would take a little more time to restrain the remaining hand.
“Ugh…!”
His red lips, constantly stimulated, were slightly swollen. A soft tongue licked and sucked inside his mouth. The yellow hoodie that No-eul was wearing was lying haphazardly under the bed. Kyung-soo’s face went down and lightly kissed No-eul’s neck.
“Ah, uh.”
No-eul, more sensitive than usual, flinched at even the smallest kiss and turned his head. His white body flushed red. He hadn’t intended to get this involved, but unfortunately, he wasn’t impotent, so it was inevitable. If he didn’t get hard looking at Cheon No-eul, who was blindfolded and handcuffed, wriggling and focusing only on his movements… would he even be human?
The handcuffs jingling on his wrist were red, visually pleasing Kyung-soo very much. He felt stupid for being excited by such a ridiculous object. …He didn’t know what he was doing from broad daylight. But he liked it. Kyung-soo pressed his lips tightly together and lowered his hand to No-eul’s stiffly erect penis. He traced the shape from the bottom with his fingers, coming up and pressing down on the wet tip. As stimulation was applied with only one layer of underwear in between, No-eul panted and trembled.
“Ugh, ahh, no. Hyung…”
“Haa…”
Kyung-soo got on top of No-eul, who was exhaling moist breaths, looked down at him, and tried to pull himself together. Should he use this often in the future? Was the title of ‘hyung’ this sexy? Besides, his moans were very… very delicious. If he said these words out loud, No-eul would definitely tease him, calling him a perverted old man, but he had nothing else to say but ‘delicious.’
When he pulled down his underwear slightly, a flawless penis popped out. He just looked at the size without touching it and clicked his tongue, and No-eul wiggled his hands tied above him and called out, ‘Hyung?’
Kyung-soo blinked his eyes, red with excitement, and grabbed the penis with clear liquid glistening at the tip. Then, he brought his remaining hand next to his penis and measured its size. Even if he tried his best to spread his hand wide, the glans remained. Not only was he born with a pretty cock in shape and color, but even the size made him very pissed off.
“Ah, heuk.”
A suppressed moan tests a person’s patience once again. It’s all Cheon No-eul’s fault. Kyung-soo released the strength in his hand and stroked his penis up and down. Before he knew it, his hand began to get wet with sticky liquid. Kyung-soo took his hand away every time No-eul trembled his hips and waited for a moment.
“Ah, what are you… uh, ugh, untie my hands.”
“Don’t say one thing and do another. You were the one who reached out your hand first.”
Kyung-soo said that and stroked No-eul’s penis from top to bottom with his fingertips. At that, No-eul wiggled even his thighs and was troubled. Kyung-soo opened his eyes to a taste he hadn’t known before. He felt like he could watch his lover, unable to do anything because of him, all day long without getting tired of it.
“Ah, euung, Kyung-soo hyung… don’t touch there, heok…!”
After going to the point of ejaculation and being forcibly pulled down several times, No-eul gasped and made a tearful face even at the smallest stimulation. Cute bastard… He wanted to grab No-eul’s and his own and stroke them down. And if he finished by spitting his semen on No-eul’s body, it would be perfect. Even with just a meager imagination, his lower abdomen was getting hot. From today, the color that Kyung-soo would like the most was going to be red. He had never seen No-eul, unable to control himself and trembling, look so lovely.
“Hyung, please…”
His voice was watery. He pleaded desperately, panting. But Kyung-soo wasn’t someone whose heart would be softened by such a plea…
“Heuk, my wrists, my wrists hurt so much…”
“What?! Ah, it hurts?”
He thought it would be soft because of the fur, but at those words, he raised his head and looked at the guy’s hands tied to the head of the bed with a string. His wrists seemed a little red. If it were him, he could have endured that much, but No-eul was so fussy and a weakling who whined even at the smallest pain.
“J-just a moment…!”
No-eul sniffed and sobbed. Was he crying because it hurt? What to do! Kyung-soo found the key that had fallen on the floor and quickly picked it up. When he untied the string that had been wrapped around his hand and unlocked the handcuffs with the key, he could see that his white wrists were swollen just a little.
“Are you okay?”
He asked, raising the blindfold that covered No-eul’s eyes above his head. His still hard penis rubbed against Kyung-soo’s thigh. No-eul lowered his freed hand slightly and pinched his thigh tightly. Tears welled up reflexively, and Kyung-soo’s eyes, thinking that No-eul was crying, shook.
“Hey, don’t cry…”
“Heuk, I’m not crying.”
His wrists had already regained their color, and No-eul was busy squeezing out tears, continuing to sob falsely. Flustered, Kyung-soo fidgeted and grabbed No-eul’s cheeks, repeatedly saying he was sorry.
“I didn’t know it hurt that much. I’m sorry, were you very surprised…? It’s really… the first time I’ve used these tools… No-eul-ah, I’m really sorry.”
Would he feel better if he did this? Kyung-soo took the handcuffs dangling from the corner of the bed, put them on his left wrist, and asked.
Click, the moment he heard the sound of the lock clicking, he almost burst out laughing. But knowing that he would be scolded twice as much if he laughed here, No-eul put his forehead on Kyung-soo’s shoulder and said.
“…Then wear the blindfold too.”
“Is that okay with you?”
“Yes, totally…”
Kyung-soo stroked the back of No-eul’s head, answered, “Okay,” and kissed him on the lips with a smack as if to soothe him. No-eul couldn’t hold back and raised the corners of his lips, but Kyung-soo, having pulled down the blindfold himself, was unfortunately unable to confirm that expression. No-eul’s excited hands trembled.
*
“Hey, you son of a bitch!”
“Ung?”
No-eul stroked Kyung-soo’s trembling back and sucked the cream off the corner of his mouth. No-eul, who had tied up Kyung-soo, left the room, saying he was going to blow his nose for a moment, and Kyung-soo, without a shred of doubt, thought that he had swallowed his tears like that and felt sorry.
‘Ah, it’s cold…!’
Something cold suddenly touched his body. What? To Kyung-soo’s question, No-eul only chuckled, making his throat rumble. He didn’t say anything, but before long, Kyung-soo could tell. Cheon No-eul, who said he was going to blow his nose, hadn’t gone out for that purpose in the first place. A sweet smell wafted. It was definitely like whipped cream…
‘I won this time, hyung.’
No-eul said something incomprehensible and stroked Kyung-soo’s stiff shoulders. He neatly ignored Kyung-soo, who said, ‘What are you doing, you’ll be punished for playing with food!’ and kissed him on the cheeks. No-eul’s lips moved to his neck and gradually came down. Then, he nibbled near his collarbone and came down to his chest, where something was stuck.
After that, he only remembered screaming, cursing, and moaning. No-eul caressed his whole body languidly, smeared whipped cream on his own, and put it in Kyung-soo’s mouth as it was. No-eul turned Kyung-soo over on top of him and licked up the cream on Kyung-soo’s. More than the thought that he shouldn’t play with food, he was angry that Cheon No-eul, that son of a bitch, had ruined the pretty cake he had bought with such effort. My cake…!
“Pay me back!”
“Uueuh.”
“Heoeok, heut…! No, I didn’t tell you to bite there…!”
No-eul licked clean the cream he had smeared on Kyung-soo’s body, brought his penis to the widened back, and took his place. Kyung-soo, exhausted from feeling so much, sneered, ‘Yeah, just do it, do it.’ No-eul, unable to betray his beloved hyung’s expectations, pushed his penis hard inside. A groan flowed from his throat.
“Are you okay?”
“Untie my hands!”
“Heok… Your tone is too scary, sob sob.”
“Shibal! This Cheon No-eul, you son of a, son of a bitch… You weren’t crying earlier either! It was acting!”
“Eueum… Someone told me not to act, but that someone keeps getting fooled.”
No-eul chuckled and stroked Kyung-soo’s sweaty hair, moving his penis as if scratching the inner walls, pulling it all the way out so that only the glans was caught in the entrance. The pleasure that invaded his brain made Kyung-soo’s toes curl up, pushing against the sheets.
“Why! Why didn’t I know sooner! Why am I… Heua, ugh!”
It was no use regretting it, as it was already past. The mucous membrane contracted finely, chewing on his penis tightly. No-eul stroked Kyung-soo’s stiff lower abdomen and stirred inside. The gradually built-up pleasure became a flame and spread throughout his body each time his penis pierced the inner wall. Perhaps because he couldn’t see anything, the pleasure felt even stronger.
“You’re sweeter than whipped cream, hyung.”
No-eul overlapped his lips with Kyung-soo’s and whispered softly. …What is he saying. The room felt like it was filled with an artificial sweetness. Kyung-soo gasped and bit his lip tightly. He seemed to be muttering something after that, but he couldn’t hear anything No-eul was saying. No-eul stopped moving for a moment and reached out his hand far away. At that, his penis moved back slightly, and he could barely breathe.
“Heueu…”
“Don’t bite your lips. You’ll tell me off later if they bleed…”
He put something on his lips. It was whipped cream. The milky scent and sugary sweetness mixed together and tasted soft. Reflexively, he licked his lips and ate what was stuck. No-eul licked all the cream off with his tongue and kissed Kyung-soo, who was smacking his lips. It was like taking back what he had given, but the kiss was very sweet. Even though it wasn’t their first kiss.
Each time No-eul’s penis scratched the inner walls, a dizzying sensation that felt like he was about to fall and die pierced through Kyung-soo. He wished he would touch his front, but these days, No-eul didn’t try to touch his front very well after inserting. Not only that, but he subtly prevented Kyung-soo from touching his own.
“Untie my hands when I’m asking nicely.”
“…You weren’t asking nicely…”
No-eul muttered dissatisfiedly, stroking Kyung-soo’s sweaty hair. That meant that if he wanted to be released, he had to somehow make No-eul go. Or… break this with force.
“Heueu, heut.”
His mind went blank and then sparked again repeatedly. His penis swayed along with No-eul’s movements. Water dripped from the tip of his fully wet penis. In the pitch-black darkness, he could only feel No-eul invading him and touching his body. No-eul’s breathing made him feel like he was going to die.
…Why does this bastard breathe like that? I think I need to teach him how to breathe again before sending him out. I can’t live with the anxiety if he goes around doing that outside.
“Huff, hyung! Look at that!”
“Can’t, hng, see. Eyes, eyes!”
“That’s right! It’s snowing!”
“No! I can’t see the snow!”
“Ah, right.”
“Hng!”
He didn’t know why he was talking about snow while thrusting. As the blindfold that had been frustratingly covering his eyes was lifted, his penis accurately brushed against somewhere in his inner wall. Kyung-soo arched his back and ejaculated without realizing it. Stars burst in his head. He couldn’t think because of the waves of pleasure. No-eul, who had been twitching because of the inner wall squeezing his penis tightly, hugged Kyung-soo, whose body had lost its strength, and thrust his cock deep inside. No-eul, who was hugging him tightly, was more than warm, he was hot. Outside the window, which was still bright, white snow was starting to fall little by little.
“I didn’t even touch the front today….”
“……”
“Just admit it already. Hyung can’t live without me now. Be good to me now.”
“…Ah.”
Perhaps because he had been fidgeting so much, the strap connecting the handcuffs to the head of the bed came undone. Kyung-soo brought his hands together and hugged No-eul. No-eul, lost in happiness, didn’t realize something was wrong and closed his eyes.
“It’s cold, so it might snow a lot. It’s a real white Christmas this year, huh?”
“White Christmas or whatever, you’re dead.”
“Ah, eugh! Hyung! My hair!”
No-eul learned that day that if you want to stop someone from doing something, you can’t just handcuff them. Even with his wrists tied together and restricted in movement, it was enough to grab and tear at someone’s hair.
*
The sex that started as soon as they saw each other’s faces, without even a chance to say hello, finally ended around sunset. The Cheon No-eul Rabbit Doll, which had been thrown into the living room, took its place on No-eul’s bed, next to the existing doll. One had small bean-like eyes and an open mouth, and the other was winking. No-eul gave Kyung-soo a burden for next year, saying he was giving him one every year.
“I’m glad it snowed.”
“Me too. It’ll be prettier if it snows a lot, right?”
“Yeah….”
What he meant was that he was glad for the weather forecast, but he didn’t think he needed to say that. No-eul hugged Kyung-soo from behind as he was looking at the snow falling outside the window.
“I smell like you, hyung.”
“It’s not your smell, it’s just shampoo.”
“Why do you say things like that? You could just say, ‘Oh, really,’ and move on! Hyung, you’re an idiot.”
“You’re heavy.”
“Try using those handcuffs again next week.”
“Again? …I’ll think about it if you use them.”
“Sure, whatever. In the meantime, while you’re looking at me in your house, think about what you’re going to do to innocent me.”
It was just a pillow with No-eul’s face on it, lying down with his eyes closed, how could he have bad thoughts looking at that? Kyung-soo looked up at No-eul with contempt.
“Just handcuffs are boring… Hyung even bought a cake, aiming for something, so hyung won this time! Unexpected result. I didn’t think hyung could beat my thing….”
“…Aiming? Me?”
“Can I look forward to next year even more?”
That cake, he didn’t even get to eat it, and only the whipped cream on top disappeared. Why play with food? There was even a small snowman made of whipped cream… Kyung-soo briefly calmed the anger rising from within him and tried to generously forgive No-eul.
“Ouch….”
“It was a mistake.”
“Ah, why are you stepping on me again?”
“This time too, it was a mistake.”
No-eul, whose foot had been stepped on, grumbled softly and rested his chin on Kyung-soo’s shoulder. He’s not a puppy, what is he doing? Kyung-soo turned his head slightly, glanced at No-eul, and then chuckled.
Outside the window, fluffy snow was falling without stopping. Tomorrow morning, the whole world would be white.
“Achoo!”
Kyung-soo turned to look at No-eul, who was sneezing while hugging him tightly, and told him to close the window.
“…Still, I’m going to win next Christmas.”
“Sure.”
The two of them naturally looked forward to this time next year. The warm winter was deepening.