GB 87

Haero glared at Yoon Moo-hwa as he wiped his mouth with a smirk.

“Why are you so good at this?! Who else have you done this with?!”

“Hmm. You’re my first, Haero.”

“Liar. There was a time you came back smelling like lavender!”

‘When was that?’ 

Yoon Moo-hwa couldn’t remember. He was the type who didn’t care when he got injured even if severe scars remained on his body. He couldn’t remember even more because most of the people he had been with were just one-night stands based on mutual need, not real relationships. 

Whether that lavender scent Haero mentioned was really a trace left by a one-night stand or not, Yoon Moo-hwa failed to grasp Haero’s intention and asked, “Should I make you smell like that too?”

If needed, he could immediately go and apply lavender-scented shampoo or anything on his body.

However, Haero turned his head to the side and replied grumpily, “I hate the smell of lavender more than anything in the world.”

“Is that so? That’s fortunate.”

Yoon Moo-hwa got up from his seat. He was dressed perfectly enough to leave right now. In contrast, Haero was only wearing a black activity uniform top that barely covered him.

Yoon Moo-hwa glanced at Haero’s appearance and stored it in his artificial eye memory. Now he could recall and view it anytime. It seemed he would need to create a new folder exclusively for Haero from now on.

He went to his chest and opened a drawer where the captain’s personal items Haero had received were still in their packaging. He brought them over and showed them to Haero, who recognized them saying, “Oh, that…”

“I thought you might have looked inside this.”

“… I’m not that ill-mannered.”

“It’s okay to look. It was yours, after all. I’ll show you.”

Yoon Moo-hwa snapped his fingers and a mood light turned on. It was the soft blue light that used to color Haero’s room. The mood light that created that light. The one Haero had left behind when he left. It was here.

The first thing he took out was a music box. He placed it on his palm and lightly turned the handle. The sound of waves came out.

“Don’t say you don’t need things like this anymore. It would make me sad.” Saying that, Yoon Moo-hwa placed it next to the mood light. 

It became like a small Haero’s room. In the captain’s quarters. In Yoon Moo-hwa’s personal room, there was Haero.

Haero was so surprised by the space that had changed as if a part of his bedroom had been transplanted that he was momentarily at a loss for words. His heart fluttered.

But the surprises weren’t over. What Yoon Moo-hwa took out next were lube and condoms.

“N-no way, are those mine?”

“Since I ordered them to use with you, they’re yours too.”

Yoon Moo-hwa opened each condom wrapper and tossed them next to Haero, then opened the lube packaging. Unlike his usual habit of tidying up immediately, the way he carelessly threw things on the floor revealed a glimpse of the impatience he was trying hard to hide.

Haero’s mouth fell open in surprise. “Just when did you start thinking of doing this?”

“How far were you planning to go with me when you came, Haero?” Yoon Moo-hwa asked, feigning innocence. 

Haero gulped. His gaze was directed between Yoon Moo-hwa’s legs. It was certainly more visible than before. Whether due to the shimmering blue light or nervousness, his mouth felt dry and tense.

“Of course… I came intending to go all the way…”

“To pounce on me like before? Even tying my hands?”

Yoon Moo-hwa’s smile was particularly broad today. But strangely, every time he smiled, the atmosphere seemed to tighten rather than relax.

“I’m glad. That we’re thinking the same thing.” Yoon Moo-hwa murmured as he loosened his tie.

Haero couldn’t take his eyes off his movements. It was obscene even though he was just undressing. Perhaps because he knew what was to follow, Haero’s dick, which had softened after ejaculation, began to stand erect again. 

Yoon Moo-hwa was thankful that Haero was young. Even if his stamina couldn’t compare to his own, he still had the recovery power typical of young people. Haero was going to have a tough time today. Much more than whatever he might have expected.

He stood wearing only his underwear after taking off his shirt and pants. Haero gulped. The sound was so loud that Yoon Moo-hwa burst out laughing.

Haero’s face turned red, and out of embarrassment, he spoke gruffly, “Hurry up and take off your underwear too…”

“Alright. I should listen to Haero. Our newly arrived military doctor is good at insubordination.”

Yoon Moo-hwa took off his underwear. Haero inhaled sharply. His dick was threatening. The tip seemed to glisten slightly, as if wet. Haero reflexively turned his head away, then looked back with a resolute expression.

‘Is this something to be viewed with such a death-defying determination?’ 

Yoon Moo-hwa snickered quietly. The expression is too solemn. Is he going to die after having sex? He might say he feels like dying, but still.

Climbing back onto the bed, he gently stroked the inside of Haero’s thigh and asked softly, “Why are you so tense? You came in here without your superior’s permission, and you’re scared of just this?”

“Just this, you say…”

“Should we not do it if you’re scared?”

“I’m not scared. I can endure pain well. I can handle it.” Haero answered gravely.

Yoon Moo-hwa let out a laugh of disbelief this time. The time spent with Haero would account for a month’s worth of his laughter.

“You say you can endure pain well…”

Yoon Moo-hwa, who had been wondering why Haero was so fearful in advance, soon let out a low hum.

When Haero had pounced on him, or in his words, when he had “raped” him, Haero had bled a lot. Enough to make a mess of Yoon Moo-hwa’s dick. It must have been extremely painful and probably hurt for a while afterward. 

Haero was recalling that. If Haero hadn’t had relations with anyone else, that would be his only memory of sex.

‘You have a talent for making people petty, our Haero.’

Yoon Moo-hwa was greatly satisfied with the fact that Haero was scared. The satisfaction slowly spread throughout his body. And Yoon Moo-hwa’s already erect dick grew even larger.

Haero was flustered by its size, much larger than he remembered. He had thought his imagination had exaggerated it due to the memory of that difficult day, but his imagination had fallen short. Reality was more intense. While roughly caressing Haero’s stiff body, he opened the lube cap with one hand. At the small ‘pop’ sound, Haero’s knees trembled.

“Have you done it before?” Yoon Moo-hwa asked casually.

“…What if I say I have?”

At the boldly tossed words, Yoon Moo-hwa chuckled.”Then I’d think you did it with someone who didn’t teach you how to kiss properly.”

“I… can’t kiss well?”

“No. But that’s what makes you cute.”

Yoon Moo-hwa poured a generous amount of gel onto his hand. It dripped with a ‘plop’ onto Haero’s leg. 

Startled by the coldness, Haero’s leg flinched, but Yoon Moo-hwa pulled it towards himself. He opened and closed his hand to coat his fingers well with the gel, then brought them to the space between Haero’s buttocks.

He glanced at Haero before suddenly inserting two fingers. A short gasp escaped Haero’s lips. Not only was the entrance tightly clenched, but it also hurt a bit due to tension.

“Relax. It won’t hurt. You should know if you’ve done it before.”

“Ah, okay.”

Yoon Moo-hwa fiddled with Haero’s entrance. Instead of waiting or pretending not to know, he went straight for the spot he had already located and poked it. That spot he had felt with his whole body.

“……!”

Haero, too shocked, covered his mouth. His wide eyes showed that this pleasure was very unfamiliar to him. 

Yoon Moo-hwa asked again, nonchalantly, “Looks like you’ve only been with smaller people. Haero’s sensitive spot isn’t that deep.”

“R-really?” Haero tried to bluff. 

Yoon Moo-hwa, who had been quite greedy just moments ago, now spoke freely about relationships with others. He didn’t even pry deeply. However, Haero couldn’t think much about this strangeness. His body was covered in goosebumps, his hair standing on end.

This pleasure was too unfamiliar. Touching the dick was direct and simple, but this was more complex. It felt like he was about to lose control of his bladder. Yet, at the same time, his stomach tightened.

“What’s the fun in doing it with people who are too small?”

“I-is that so?”

“Yeah. They were gentle with you, right? More than me?”

“Ah, wait, hyung, ah!”

Yoon Moo-hwa deliberately thrust with a ‘squelch, squelch’ sound. The gel made the sound incredibly lewd. Shame seemed to rush in all at once. However, the pleasure rising from below began to quickly drive away the shame.

Haero struggled with his feet, unable to bear it. The sheets were about to be pushed away. If Yoon Moo-hwa hadn’t been sitting firmly, they would have moved.

He got hard. It was a painful erection. Haero covered his mouth, afraid of making sounds he’d never made before, unable to touch his fully erect front, his nipples standing at attention.

Yoon Moo-hwa chuckled, looking at the tightly erect nipples. “I’m going to add one more finger.”

The very gentle voice didn’t ask for consent and immediately added one more. It wasn’t the hand that was thrusting, but the thumb of the other hand that rubbed the entrance, and then, taking advantage of Haero’s surprise, he pulled and spread it.

“Ugh, wait a moment.” It felt like air was entering from below, making his hair stand on end. Haero’s palms were damp with sweat. 

Yoon Moo-hwa focused on spreading Haero’s entrance further, which Haero didn’t know about, or rather, was pretending not to know about. The once-tight muscles gradually loosened. It was closer to losing strength. Still, it was tight.

“Haero, can you hand me that condom over there?”

Haero couldn’t hear because sparks were flying before his eyes.

“Lieutenant, can you hand me that condom?”

But when Yoon Moo-hwa asked mischievously, his body reacted on its own. He reached up, fumbling, and handed over whatever he grabbed. 

Yoon Moo-hwa put it in his mouth. Wanting to bite something, Haero bit it. With the wrapper between Haero’s teeth, Yoon Moo-hwa tore it open, took out the condom, and rubbed it in front of Haero’s eyes.

“Did you use a condom when you did it?”

“Huh? Y-yeah…”

In fact, Haero couldn’t even hear what Yoon Moo-hwa was saying. He just nodded and answered mindlessly. Yoon Moo-hwa replaced his thumb with his ring finger and started thrusting with three fingers. He put on the condom and added more gel to his own dick and Haero’s entrance. 

Both of their lower bodies were a mess.

When Haero came to his senses, shaking as if hit by a strong static electricity, Yoon Moo-hwa was looking down at him with both his wet, wrinkled hand and his clean hand placed beside Haero’s face.

“That’s good. As long as Haero played safely and came back well.” Yoon Moo-hwa smiled gently. 

There was no sign of anger, and still no questions like who it was or how many there were. Feeling like he was being teased, 

Haero looked up at Yoon Moo-hwa with dazed eyes. “Why do you keep asking about that…?”

“Because from now on, you won’t be able to do it with anyone but me.”