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Yoon Moo-hwa scolded him.

“When?”

“See? You don’t even remember that?”

Though he clicked his tongue, Yoon Moo-hwa’s hands were busy. He lathered up the shower puff and rubbed it on Haero’s body. Haero giggled softly, saying it tickled, and retreated to a corner. While not chasing too aggressively for fear he might slip on the wet floor, Yoon Moo-hwa firmly blocked Haero’s escape route.

Not caring at all that his clothes were getting wet, he pulled Haero into his arms and diligently lathered soap all over his body.

“No.”

“What don’t you like?”

“You take yours off too.”

“Calling your superior ‘you’?”

Yoon Moo-hwa made a chiding sound between his teeth, but Haero didn’t listen.

Since his clothes were already wet anyway, Yoon Moo-hwa finished lathering Haero’s entire body, tossed the shower puff on the floor, and grabbed the edge of his own clothes. 

Then he paused and asked, “If I take off my clothes now, I won’t put them back on. Is that okay?”

“Huh? Of course it’s okay.”

“I’m going to do naughty things with Haero naked. Is that still okay?”

Haero drowsily raised his flickering eyes. “I like it. I like doing it with you.”

Yoon Moo-hwa’s brow furrowed in an endearing way.

After removing his clothes, he threw the wet garments outside the shower. There was a heavy thudding sound, and before the shower door fully closed, Haero was caught by Yoon Moo-hwa’s hand and pulled tightly into his embrace.

“You taste like soap.” Yoon Moo-hwa whispered to Haero.

The foam had been washed away from some parts. The exposed skin was around the nape of his neck.

“Then, mm, why are you eating it?”

“I’m eating you.” Yoon Moo-hwa responded nonchalantly to eating foam.

Turning on the warm water again, Yoon Moo-hwa’s large hands gently moved over Haero’s body. When he slid his hand down Haero’s chest, a firmly erect nipple caught between his fingers. 

Laughing softly, Yoon Moo-hwa rubbed his chest as if dusting off his hands.

“Mmmm.”

Haero trembled, bending forward. This caused Haero’s buttocks to press precisely against Yoon Moo-hwa’s dick.

Yoon Moo-hwa was still wearing underwear. His dick was already poking its head above the underwear band. 

Yoon Moo-hwa exhaled a long breath as he traced down Haero’s spine. “Your back is beautiful.”

Unable to hear even the muttered voice, Haero was unconsciously rubbing his buttocks against Yoon Moo-hwa’s underwear. He only knew how to be penetrated, not how to penetrate. For Haero, excitement meant having his rear opened and his abdomen filled to the point of fullness by a penis, specifically Yoon Moo-hwa’s. Nothing else could quench his desire.

“J-just my back…?” Haero was so drunk he didn’t even know what he was saying.

Yoon Moo-hwa laughed softly. If he hadn’t been intoxicated, Haero would have replied that all of him was handsome. That self-confident attitude was easy to imagine.

“No. Everything.”

Yoon Moo-hwa pressed the shower lever to turn off the water. In the sudden silence, the sound of Yoon Moo-hwa straightening Haero up and kissing his hair could be heard.

“From your head.”

The sound of kisses gradually moved downward. Nape, collarbone, chest, stomach…

“To your toes.”

Having finally kissed Haero’s toes, Yoon Moo-hwa hooked the dry calf over his own shoulder.

Holding Haero’s pelvis to prevent slipping, he bit Haero’s testicles.

“Mmph!”

The very tender flesh was swollen taut with excitement. Cute. Yoon Moo-hwa carefully sucked them diligently, making sure not to bite too hard, then gently bit between the testicles with the tip of his teeth, like the string of a thong.

“Aah, ah, mmm!”

In extreme pleasure, Haero scratched at the wall, but finding nothing to grab, he lowered his hands. They landed on Yoon Moo-hwa’s shoulders.

As Yoon Moo-hwa lowered his head further, Haero, who was holding onto him, leaned forward. Yoon Moo-hwa spread Haero’s buttocks and brought his lips to the entrance. He tensed his tongue to make the tip pointed and pressed it against the soaking wet entrance.

“No.”

Though Haero was honest about pleasure, he didn’t like this. It was beyond what he could handle or imagine. Above all, for the somewhat old-fashioned Haero, the very idea of Yoon Moo-hwa putting his tongue in such a place was stimulating enough to overload his mind.

“No, no. Don’t, pleeease.”

But Haero’s desperate voice couldn’t stop Yoon Moo-hwa. Rather, it was like pushing him onward.

“I’m doing this because I want to hear that.” Yoon Moo-hwa whispered as he pressed the tip of his tongue into Haero’s entrance.

“Mmmngh!”

Haero shuddered and cried out. His vision flashed.

Not long after, Yoon Moo-hwa’s fingers entered as well. The fact that both tongue and fingers were tangled in one hole was terribly obscene. It was perverse to the point of being bizarre.

“No, no. Please. You know I d-don’t like this. Ahh.”

Haero pushed against Yoon Moo-hwa’s shoulders.

Or at least, he thought he did.

Yoon Moo-hwa burst out laughing at the force that was firmly gripping his shoulders and pulling him closer rather than pushing him away. This caused his tongue to slip out. Having moistened Haero’s hole until his tongue cramped, Yoon Moo-hwa’s face was soaking wet. With laughter remaining, he accidentally dripped into Haero’s relaxed entrance.

“Hee, heek!”

Haero stood on his tiptoes and trembled at that ticklish sensation.

Yoon Moo-hwa stood up, wiping his face with the back of his hand while pulling down his underwear.

“It’s okay, Haero.”

His voice was cracked. Haero’s face turned red with shame, thinking that Yoon Moo-hwa’s voice was so hoarse because of what he had just done. This was a rare reaction from Haero. This is why Yoon Moo-hwa particularly enjoyed rimming Haero. He hoped the day would never come when Haero would get used to it. Was that making him a terrible lover?

But being a caring lover as well, Yoon Moo-hwa pulled Haero’s hand to hold his dick and soothed him, “Mine is wet too. Mmm, even wetter. Because of you.”

Yoon Moo-hwa slowly moved his hips while keeping his member gripped in Haero’s hand.

Haero couldn’t take his eyes off Yoon Moo-hwa’s dick that was treating his palm like a hole. It looked excessively lewd. Even the act performed with it was the same.

“You’re going to drool.” Yoon Moo-hwa, who was looking down at Haero while leaning his arm against the wall, laughed as if somewhat incredulous.

Whether he actually almost drooled or not, Haero made a sound, “Sss,” and raised his head. “Let’s do it.”

Even when saying such things, his eyes sparkled. Yoon Moo-hwa smiled bitterly.

“Quickly.”

But Haero didn’t even give Yoon Moo-hwa time to fall into self-loathing.

“Alright, alright.”

If one only heard the words, it might seem like he was reluctantly agreeing, but his voice suggested nothing of the sort. Neither did his actions.

Yoon Moo-hwa lifted Haero at once. He made him press his back against the wall and hooked both legs over his arms. Since Haero wasn’t light enough to lift so easily, he was taken aback. But Yoon Moo-hwa was merely considering possibilities with Haero’s body, which had become particularly soft from being drunk.

“Haero.” Yoon Moo-hwa, having finished his thought, softly called Haero. For some reason, his voice was gentler and more profound than usual.

“Mmm?” Haero barely responded with a head foggy from alcohol and heat.

“Can I be a bit rough today?”

It was cowardly. A cowardly act. Haero was drunk and in a mentally vulnerable state. Yet his lover was taking advantage of that.

Fortunately, Haero had become somewhat more clear-headed after Yoon Moo-hwa’s intense stimulation below. He was foggy, but thinking was possible.

Haero swallowed hard and nodded. “Yes.”

He had been secretly waiting for it too. He was curious about how Yoon Moo-hwa would be when rough.

“Good.”

Haero’s arms went up to Yoon Moo-hwa’s shoulders. As he crossed his arms, wrapped them tightly, and pulled, Yoon Moo-hwa also wore a satisfied smile.

He gently pressed his lips against Haero’s wet earlobe, tapping it. Haero’s body slowly relaxed. No, it was already relaxed.

Yoon Moo-hwa clenched his teeth as he watched Haero’s entrance, which opened like lips moving when he pressed the tip of his member against it. Even that alone was too much stimulation for him.

Today he would go into Haero’s deepest part. 

Yoon Moo-hwa crunched his teeth on the angular edge of Haero’s shoulder. Haero moaned at the action that resembled biting.

“Mmm…”

There was no sign of pain in the moan. Yoon Moo-hwa slowly pushed his dick in. The inside opened slowly. It was very hot, thanks to being aroused for such a long time.

“Haah…”

Yoon Moo-hwa closed his eyes and frowned. It was the utmost pleasure. It felt like his dick was being wrapped tightly without the slightest gap, sucking on it. Yoon Moo-hwa’s hips moved. It came out slightly, then went in deeper than before.

“Mmm. Mmm. Good…”

Haero let out a thoroughly relaxed moan at that wave-like pleasure.

Yoon Moo-hwa watched Haero’s reactions and suppressed his own excitement as much as possible. But as he too had his limits, his hips, which had been entering slowly, gradually began to exert more force.

“Mmph, no. Ah, no, no! Ah, aah!”