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Stating his lewd intention with composure, Yoon Moo-hwa pressed Haero’s nipples firmly while kissing his back. Haero, still holding the knees, opened his mouth wide and pounded his hips. Even pulling out slightly caused a tingling sensation, and pushing back in made his toes stretch out from the intensity.

Yoon Moo-hwa knelt and kneaded Haero’s plump, compressed thighs. Unlike his gentle voice, Yoon Moo-hwa’s hands during sex were quite rough. Haero always had to find time to bathe alone to avoid encountering other crew members, as his body was constantly marked with handprints.

Yet despite always thinking he should stop him, he never did. Even now, he only felt pleasure as Yoon Moo-hwa rubbed, pinched, and pulled at his nipples, and bit all over his back leaving no space unmarked. Haero’s gaze wandered through empty space, not focused on the ceiling or wall corners, and his parted lips were thoroughly wet, nearly dripping with saliva.

“Hah, ha, ah. Ahh, it’s, it’s good. Ah, so good…”

‘Just from that shallow thrusting he felt such pleasure.’ Yet despite his mocking thoughts, Yoon Moo-hwa’s own dick revealed bulging veins whenever it slightly emerged, showing how intensely aroused he was.

“Hyung, haah, yes, uh, I like it. Mmh, ah, there. Yes.”

“There, huh, where…? I don’t know. Haero needs to show me…”

“Ah! Not there, yes, here, beside—ah!”

He deliberately thrust next to the spot where Haero was squirming. A sharp cry immediately burst from Haero’s mouth. Not that he disliked it there either. His right elbow suddenly buckled from the excruciating pleasure of being stimulated just beside his sensitive spot.

“Here? Haero, here?”

This time Yoon Moo-hwa thrust sharply behind the sensitive area. Still, due to his thick dick, the pleasure point was rubbed anyway, making Haero’s cries grow louder. With a spurt, semen shot out from Haero’s dick as he moaned, and his left elbow also gave way.

“Ahh! Ah, mmh, there! Ah! There, please. Ahh, h-hyung. Hyung.”

Endlessly calling for him, Haero finally collapsed forward. Grasping at anything within reach, he turned his head to the side, feeling like he couldn’t breathe.

There was Yoon Moo-hwa’s firm ankle bone. With vacant eyes, unaware of the saliva dripping between his lips, Haero grabbed it with his wrist. Then he messily bit the arched part of the inner foot.

“Ah!” Yoon Moo-hwa let out a short moan.

That sounded good. Even in his dizziness, Haero gnawed on the white foot arch with his tongue, bit it with his teeth, and even sucked on the thumb.

A strange light swirled in Yoon Moo-hwa’s eyes. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed Haero’s waist and pulled sharply. At that moment, Yoon Moo-hwa’s dick reached deep inside Haero before withdrawing. 

Having briefly taken all of Yoon Moo-hwa inside, Haero’s vision turned black, a blackout.

“…Aaah!”

He thought someone was screaming, but it was himself. The scream seemed to travel far out to sea beyond the window before returning to strike his ears.

His body shook wildly. His cheek was crushed and rubbed against the sheet. Unaware of his reddening cheek, Haero held onto Yoon Moo-hwa’s legs for support before rubbing his face against his foot.

The short hair tickled his foot. Yoon Moo-hwa’s eyes began to glisten. He gritted his teeth and gripped the back of Haero’s knees. Then he abruptly stood up.

“Ahh! Hyung, ah! I’m, falling! Hah, hoo, hwah!”

“You have, the presence of mind, ha, to worry about that?” Yoon Moo-hwa bit Haero’s ear.

“No, not where it’s visible, hnng, hwah, ah!”

“I’m going crazy, hm, but Haero, hah, only Haero stays sane? Huh?”

‘That won’t do…’ With that thought, he lifted Haero like a doll, then released his strength, dropping him down.

“…!”

Haero, who had tilted his head back with wide eyes, soon had his expression completely contorted like a baby about to cry.

Yoon Moo-hwa’s dick spread open Haero’s insides, straightening the curved parts before withdrawing. Capricious between penetrating deeply and just teasing the entrance, it felt like someone repeatedly strangling him to the brink of death before letting go.

He couldn’t breathe and couldn’t think.

“Keu, heu, hueu, huheu.”

Haero made sounds like a madman’s laughter. He scratched vigorously at Yoon Moo-hwa’s arms before suddenly curling up like an egg. At that moment, from his not-yet-recovered dick, a spurt of fluid shot out.

Unaware that he had released fluid, Haero melted into the pleasure Yoon Moo-hwa gave him, unable to struggle, completely robbed of freedom.

“Ha, hah, hyung. Ki, kiss me. Ha, hyung. Hnngh. Hwah.” Haero pleaded with unfocused eyes and stuck out his tongue. 

Yoon Moo-hwa stared blankly at Haero’s face turning toward him, then extended his tongue. Haero grabbed Yoon Moo-hwa’s head and sucked on it eagerly.

His kissing was as clumsy as his hip movements. There should have been mockery, but Yoon Moo-hwa was excited to his core by this pitiful yet adorable behavior. Forgetting even to move his hips, he absentmindedly climaxed while tightly squeezing his arms around Haero as if expelling waste.

“Mm. Mmm, mm…!”

Haero’s insides, struck as if bruised, were very hot. The swollen inner walls seemed unaware of the semen pouring into them at first. But with so much volume rising up and then flowing back, trying to seep out, he trembled at the sensation.

The inner thighs trembled.

“Eut!”

Yoon Moo-hwa pulled his hips back, furrowing his brow at the tongue Haero had repeatedly bitten. As if waiting for this, the semen was dragged out. With an embarrassing sound, it wet between his crevices, and Haero shed a few tears. It was too shameful, too bestial, too savage, yet insanely good. It had an addictive quality that kept coming to mind.

“Wh-what do I do. I… hah, I like this too much…”

“This? You mean you like doing it with me, right…?”

“Y-yes. H-hyumg, I like doing it with you…” Haero nodded, sniffling.

Yoon Moo-hwa’s dick remained fully erect.

Yoon Moo-hwa licked Haero’s disheveled face thoroughly with his tongue, then pressed his dick against Haero’s warm, loosened entrance. Then, as if completely unaware of his fierce thrusting just moments ago, he pushed in very gently.

“Hnnngh…”

Haero felt so good yet simultaneously so exhausted that he somewhat wanted to stop. It seemed like continuing would be more exhausting than pleasurable, yet as Yoon Moo-hwa entered again, he could feel himself slowly beginning to harden once more. Yoon Moo-hwa quietly laughed while feeling between Haero’s thighs, wet with fluid rather than semen.

“Can we do it one more time?”

Haero was about to nod at this coy question asked despite already being inside him.

Rrrr—

The personal pager rang loudly. Both Haero and Yoon Moo-hwa stopped breathing as if on cue.

“Wh-whose is it?” Still unable to calm down, Haero asked while his body occasionally trembled violently. 

Yoon Moo-hwa moved while still holding Haero, causing the dick inside to thrust upward again, making Haero gasp.

Going to the desk to check, it was Haero’s. Yoon Moo-hwa clicked his tongue.

“Who, whose is it?”

“It’s yours.”

Yoon Moo-hwa withdrew from inside Haero. More semen that had been pooled inside flowed out. Haero shuddered at the unfamiliar cold sensation.

Yoon Moo-hwa sat Haero on the desk. He didn’t seem to mind at all that his own semen would stain it.

As Haero wiped his face and tried to check the pager, Yoon Moo-hwa reached out first to check the screen, then flipped the device over.

“It’s not a code blue anyway.”

Yoon Moo-hwa’s face suddenly lowered. He knelt down and positioned himself in front of Haero. His face was clean enough that one wouldn’t notice any trace of the intense act they had just been engaged in, despite his still threateningly erect dick. Almost cruelly so.

And this cruel man lightly spread Haero’s legs and took his dick in his mouth. Any attempt to rise was foiled as Haero tilted his head back and collapsed backward.

“I’ll make you finish quickly.” He muttered in a hoarse voice after taking Haero’s dick into his throat in one go and then releasing it.

Haero could only grip the pager and moan until he climaxed in Yoon Moo-hwa’s mouth.

✼✼✼

“He was making a smoking area on the middle deck and tore his hand. I’m sorry. I’m still unskilled at suturing…” The medical orderly on duty was flustered.

Haero nodded with a slightly dazed expression.

It seemed that the smoking area newly marked with ropes during shore leave had collapsed in the night wind. While the deck duty officer was trying to fix it, his hand was cut by the sturdy rope.

Haero was examining the disinfected and anesthetized hand when he opened the drawer to take out suturing tools.

“……”

The fingertips holding the handle were trembling slightly. Then, as if sensing the orderly’s gaze, they flinched. An aftereffect of their recent activity.

He quietly sighed, but even that sigh carried a sweet undertone.

Though he believed he looked neat because Yoon Moo-hwa had personally dressed him with delicate care like handling a baby, and had tidied his face and hair, regardless of his appearance, the atmosphere emanating from Haero was clearly languid and quite peculiar. The medical orderly and the duty officer who had come to the medical bay exchanged glances. Something felt strange, making them tense without knowing why.

“When did you administer the anesthetic?”

“Ten minutes ago, sir.”

“Then let’s wait a bit longer for the medicine to circulate.” Trying to calm himself down during this time, Haero went to make tea. “…Would you like to drink  tea?”

“Ah, yes! Yes, sir!”

“Th-thank you, sir!”

The two sailors answered reflexively. And they felt inexplicably shy.

Unaware of this, Haero poured ice into his cup. His legs were trembling, and as he waited for the water to boil, he was about to sit down.

“…!”

Haero’s expression instantly hardened.

“Doctor, are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

When the medical orderly carefully asked about his suddenly pale complexion, Haero forced a smile and pretended nothing was wrong. Then, with good timing, he stood up to get the boiling water.

“I’ll do it, so both of you sit down.”

Though he spoke nonchalantly, as soon as he turned his back to the sailors, Haero’s face was flushed with embarrassment.

While making him climax orally, Yoon Moo-hwa had tried to clean him inside. He was so lost in pleasure from those ministrations that he didn’t know if everything had been removed or not. Yoon Moo-hwa probably didn’t know either in his haste. That’s why this predicament arose.

Haero clenched his teeth to endure the sensation of the remaining semen flowing out from inside him.