LM 67

Woo Hyunse bit the round earlobe with his teeth, then took it fully into his mouth to roll with his tongue before releasing it. By now, there were few places on Kwon Siyul’s body that weren’t wet.

“Because of you, I almost came in front of all those other bastards. Are you listening to me?”

Did he know what that upward-looking angle meant when he sent it? It was a face meant for having a cock shoved in, not bread. With demure eyes and the corner of bread in his mouth, it was like an obscene photo of an innocent boy taken with an adult meaning that only grown-ups would understand, evoking terribly depraved emotions.

If it had been published in a magazine, it would have been condemned by society, and even if kept privately, one would be cursed as a crazy pervert. Woo Hyunse could argue it was that kind of photo.

A photo that would have evoked no thoughts in others affected Woo Hyunse this way. Because the person in it was Kwon Siyul. Even without exposing bare skin, just looking at him through the lens easily aroused Woo Hyunse to the point where he wanted to touch himself.

Fingers caressed Kwon Siyul’s lips. They entered, rubbing against his tongue. Sliding along the escaping tongue, they crept deeper inside.

“Next time I’ll fuck your throat.”

“Ngh, uh…”

“You have to give permission.”

The fingers slid smoothly over his tongue, in and out like a cock. Saliva dripped down his lips. Unable to answer with fingers occupying his mouth, Woo Hyunse thrust heavily, like a massive beast ramming its body. Kwon Siyul choked out a sob, tears falling out of his eyes.

“Your answer?”

“Hng, ugh. Yes, ah, hnngh!”

“What are you permitting?”

His mind had gone blank, momentarily forgetting what Woo Hyunse was asking about. As he endured the relentless pounding, Kwon Siyul tried to recall. Even words exchanged just seconds ago came back in fragments. Finally understanding the question, he desperately cried out while gripping Woo Hyunse’s wrist. It felt like agreeing to anything was the only way to escape this prison of pleasure.

“Th-throat, ah, f-fucking my throat…! Hic!”

“Mm. That’s right.”

“I’ll allow it. Do it. My throat…Aaahh…!”

A shudder ran through his body even though he hadn’t climaxed. Trembling through a dry orgasm, Kwon Siyul hung his head. His insides clenched around the cock as if trying to bite it off.

Woo Hyunse let out a short groan as well. His jaw was clenched tight, a hollow line visible. The muscles in his neck stood out, and the veins and tendons bulged in the hands gripping Kwon Siyul’s waist. Like thick roots burrowing into the earth, he bound Kwon Siyul tightly and pulled hard. The limp Kwon Siyul frantically clawed at the table, reaching out his arms forward, but Woo Hyunse merely caught his wrists in his hands.

Kwon Siyul’s upper body lifted into the air. His legs came down to the floor obediently, but his whole body was shaking so much that one foot remained lifted, swaying in the air.

“Hiiik!”

He was barely standing on one toe. In that position, he was fucked hard enough to make his belly visibly move. It entered past the curves, probing and stabbing and roughly grinding. Tears welled up in Kwon Siyul’s eyes before falling to the floor.

“Ah, mmph!”

He had been trying to stifle his voice, but he could no longer hold back and his moans grew louder. A large hand clamped over that mouth. It covered his nose too, cutting off his breath. His head grew fuzzy, and his body felt like it was on fire.

As his vision blurred, the tip of the pillar splitting open his insides pressed against a hidden spot of membrane higher up. As if that spot was the mouth of a well, fluid gushed out, trickling through the gaps of his tightly clenched hole.

Kwon Siyul’s eyes rolled back. His eyelids were barely half-open, and his pupils dilated hazily like spilled ink. Just as his hole had, a stream-like urine poured from his lower half, soaking his white socks, the floor, and even the underwear dangling from his ankles.

Warm semen filled his insides as well. Kwon Siyul could only tremble, lost in a daze. He couldn’t even recognize the pleasure as pleasure. He came once, then again, staring blankly down at the stream pouring out of his body.

The cock that had been leisurely packing his insides slowly withdrew like a thick snake shedding its skin. Though it twitched, his hole wouldn’t close easily.

Woo Hyunse lowered the hands that had been gripping Kwon Siyul’s waist. He lightly stroked the warm insides with his index and middle fingers, causing clumps of semen to flow out of the reddened hole. The sensation seemed strange, making Kwon Siyul’s soaked thighs quiver in the chilly air.

As the fingers withdrew, Kwon Siyul collapsed to the floor. Heedless of the mess, he sprawled out, panting heavily.

With heat still lingering in his body, Kwon Siyul curled up on his side, hugging his knees. His toes curled inward with each aftershock that ran through him.

Woo Hyunse spread out the white padded jacket Kwon Siyul had been wearing and placed him on top of it. Then he lay down beside him, embracing him from behind. He peppered kisses on every part of Kwon Siyul’s cheeks, ears, and lips he could reach, waiting for the trembling to subside.

Kwon Siyul went limp as if he had fainted, but opened his eyes not long after. Though drowsy to the point of being half-asleep, the cold air brushing his nose drove away his sleepiness. Even with the warm body heat against his back, the chill seeping through the gaps prevented him from falling into a deep sleep.

Having lost his sense of where he was, he blinked slowly for a while. Only after seeing the table and chair legs and clothes strewn about like shed skins did he realize they were still in the bar. Belatedly panicking, he abruptly sat up. His waist hurt terribly, forcing him to hunch over with a groan before he could fully straighten his body.

“Lie back down for a bit longer.”

Woo Hyunse wrapped his arms around Kwon Siyul’s waist, pulling him back down. The padded jacket, soft like a bed, cushioned his fall. Kwon Siyul stared blankly at the ceiling. What on earth was he doing in the middle of the bar…? When he was swept away by the atmosphere, when he was soaked in the other’s pheromones, he was out of his mind and didn’t realize it, but now that it was over, reality hit him right in the gut.

“Hyung…”

His voice was a mess—it sounded hoarse to his ears. As he reached for the other man’s neck, Woo Hyunse got up and took out a bottle of water from the refrigerator. As natural as if he were taking it out of his own refrigerator.

Unlike Kwon Siyul, who was stripped bare and had the padded jacket as a mat and Woo Hyunse’s coat as a blanket, Woo Hyunse was fully dressed. It seemed as if Kwon Siyul was the only one who had created the mess, with his hair a bird’s nest, his body covered in bite marks and love bites, and his cheeks smeared with tear stains.

“What are we going to do now?”

After quenching his thirst, Kwon Siyul covered his face with one hand. He was flooded with all sorts of worries: had they been caught on CCTV, had someone come and spied on them, had it been recorded in photos or videos? He was despondent, wondering what he would do if his life was ruined, but Woo Hyunse seemed indifferent as if he didn’t care if his photos were plastered all over the bulletin board or his videos were playing on the billboards.

“Are you worried?”

“Aren’t you worried, hyung? Someone could have seen us.”

“Who?”

“A passerby or the security guard could have seen us…There’s also CCTV…”

Kwon Siyul said, a chill running up and down his spine, but Woo Hyunse wore a faint smile the whole time. He patted Kwon Siyul’s chest, stroked his hair, pressed his lips, and poked his cheek. Kwon Siyul shook his head, telling him to be serious.

“Don’t worry.”

“What if we were caught on camera?”

“That’s impossible.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“I locked the building door and turned off the CCTV before I came in.”

“…Huh? Is that possible?”

“Building owner privileges.”

“Wow,” Kwon Siyul exclaimed, genuinely impressed. There was a reason why Woo Hyunse was so relaxed. Thanks to that, he didn’t have to worry about being caught in such a shameless way by others, and he breathed a sigh of relief. As he laid his awkwardly raised upper body back down, Woo Hyunse swept the hair off his forehead from the side.

As he lay there blankly, trying to gather his weary thoughts, it seemed as if it was all Woo Hyunse’s scheme. Locking the door and turning off the CCTV to avoid leaving evidence was all meticulously planned. Only then did Kwon Siyul realize something, and he narrowed his eyes at Woo Hyunse.

“Hyung, so you were planning this before you came here…”

“Yeah. I came here to fuck Kwon Siyul.”

The culprit, Woo Hyunse, confessed cheerfully. Kwon Siyul laughed out loud, deflated, at his brazen and shameless attitude. He couldn’t even get angry at him for being so upfront.

“Then, should we go home together today? And sleep together?”

It seemed that Woo Hyunse had been staying out more often than coming home lately. How sad it was to wake up in the morning to a cold empty space beside him. He could count on one hand the number of times he had slept alone since he had hair on his head, so Woo Hyunse’s absence felt bigger and emptier than ever. Kwon Siyul turned his body over to the side and clung to Woo Hyunse’s arm.

“I have to take Kwon Siyul home and go back. I came here from work.”

But he didn’t get the answer he wanted. Disappointed, he buried his face in the other man’s arm. He rubbed his forehead against it, trying to soothe his disappointment.

“I don’t want to sleep alone…”

Who would wake him up if he had another nightmare? Who would pat his back and comfort him while lying in bed next to him? He knew he shouldn’t be a brat, he knew he shouldn’t hold onto someone who was busy, but he kept wanting to beg him to stay by his side.

“I’ll come in the morning.”

He didn’t like that either, but what could he do? He figured it was better to see his face even for a little while before he went to work. Kwon Siyul repeated this to himself in his mind. I’m an adult. I can sleep alone, and I’m a mature adult who can shake off nightmares.

“Then stay a little longer.”

He didn’t want to part ways right away. As he snuggled into his arms, Woo Hyunse hugged him back. He wrapped his arms around his back and pulled him close.

The air suddenly turned cold. A chill ran over his body, which had cooled down from the sweat. Woo Hyunse was the only one who was warmly embracing him.