RB 139

After dinner, they decided to watch a movie for the first time in a while. Yeorok took charge of selecting the film. He carefully chose a recent release that was moderately cheerful, not too stimulating, and likely to pique Eunho’s interest.

Although the conditions weren’t as perfect as the theater room at the Haegang mansion, they sat on the plush sofa without formality, and shared their body heat. It was a flawless time.

Yeorok checked the clock from time to time. He anticipated that it wouldn’t be easy to endure the entire 1 hour and 40 minute running time, especially since Eunho had even taken a small dose of sleeping pills. And as expected, Eunho started dozing off halfway through.

“Are you sleepy?”

“No, not yet.”

Eunho straightened his limp body. He strained his eyes to wake himself up from the overwhelming drowsiness. It was his first rest in months, and he didn’t want to waste it by falling asleep.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t overcome the power of the sleeping pills. Just when it seemed he was holding out for a while, Eunho slumped forward without warning. As if he had anticipated this all along, Yeorok gently caught Eunho’s face.

Eunho had no tolerance for sleeping pills. It seemed the effects kicked in strongly, even though the pills weren’t particularly potent. However, he hadn’t expected him to pass out like this. Although he had anticipated Eunho would fall asleep, Yeorok’s heart sank the moment he actually fell asleep.

Yeorok held Eunho’s face, now completely relaxed, and examined his condition meticulously. Fortunately, there appeared to be no side effects. His breathing was even, and his complexion looked bright.

He lifted Eunho up, and turned off the television, which no one was watching. With all noise cut out, Eunho’s even breathing could be heard even more clearly. As they climbed the stairs, Yeorok kissed the bridge of Eunho’s nose several times.

A house where only the two of them remained. A peaceful time. It was enough to make one wonder if anything could be more satisfying.

After laying Eunho down, Yeorok sat on the edge of the bed. He tried to sit upright, but his body tilted. With his back arched, he quietly gazed at his sleeping face.

Eunho’s face, devoid of any trace of tension, could only be described as soft and peaceful. Driven by a sudden impulse, his index finger reached out without a moment’s hesitation.

He poked Eunho’s pale cheek. Then gently rubbed the tip of his nose. His fingertip traced down the hollow of his philtrum and touched the plump peak of his lip. Yeorok stared for a long time into the slightly parted lips.

“…….”

He pressed down on Eunho’s lower lip and flipped it back, revealing a dark red mucous membrane. His tongue, glimpsed briefly, was completely defenseless. Before he knew it, his finger was exploring the inside of his mouth. The moist mucous membrane and tongue met Yeorok’s index finger without hesitation. Feeling the sticky sensation, his eyes grew even darker than before.

Eventually, he managed to pull his index finger out. The area around Eunho’s mouth was soaking wet from that brief teasing. Yeorok let out a small sigh as he licked it.

Don’t I look so filthy?

The front of his pants bulged just from sucking on his lips for a moment. His groin ached from his erect penis. It wasn’t the kind of condition that would subside just by letting time pass.

“You’re a total pervert, Choi Yeorok.”

Yeorok grabbed the back of his neck; he had no choice but to head to the bathroom. It was already his second time masturbating today.

After taking a long, cold shower, his hands and face were as cold as ice. Yet, his insides were still burning.

I don’t think I’ve ever had such a wild sex drive in my life. Yeorok thought as he drank some bottled water. The bottle, emptied in one gulp, crumpled in his hand.

It looked like he would have to stay up all night. It was a good remedy for him, but since the effects of medicine are always relative, he intended to simply keep an eye on Eunho.

Since he happened to have some work to review, he gathered a few tasks and headed to the bed. Yeorok settled down with the headboard lamp set very dimly.

Today, the soft breathing was particularly audible. Eunho was sleeping as if he had no worries about the world. Yeorok occasionally glanced to the side. Whenever he saw his face, a smile bloomed on his otherwise expressionless face.

“You kept me from sleeping, and now you’re relaxed.”

He pinched Eunho’s cheek. Even though his cheeks were stretched out and must have been painful, Eunho still wore a serene expression. Yeorok, who was about to pull his hand away, suddenly noticed a slight bead of sweat on Eunho’s forehead.

He must be hot. Then again, sleeping while wearing a hoodie would be bound to be uncomfortable.

Yeorok shifted his position without hesitation. With one knee on the bed, he flipped the bottom of Eunho’s hoodie inside out. The hoodie was roomy, so it wasn’t difficult to take off. However, due to his careless touch, the t-shirt underneath was pulled up to his chest.

Although he had seen Eunho’s naked body countless times, Yeorok froze at the sight of the bare skin revealed without warning. His gaze was fixed on him. He couldn’t even bring himself to look away.

His flat stomach rose and fell softly with every breath. The t-shirt hung over his chest, leaving his nipples barely visible. Even though the scene was the polar opposite of obscenity, to Yeorok’s eyes, it looked more erotic than any pornography.

Unconsciously, he leaned against the bed and stared at the sight. He couldn’t help but laugh. His predicament–unable to even touch it, only to stare–was no different from a dog drooling over a mouth-watering meal.

“…….”

A dog… wasn’t that exactly it?

He had always been crazy and lived without caring about his conscience. Now, trying to act mature or pretend to be a normal person was just as futile.

Yeorok positioned Eunho between his legs and sat upright on the bed. He even flipped his t-shirt inside out to expose his bare body. His patience, worn to the bone, had finally snapped.

He had a feeling something would happen tonight. It wasn’t a particularly surprising thing. He thought he had held out long enough. In fact, he deserved to be praised.

After throwing his stripped-off T-shirt onto the floor, he twisted his stiff neck from side to side. The back muscles on his lean upper body were already twitching. Yeorok bent down and began licking Eunho’s belly skin in a long line.

Eunho was particularly weak to being licked. He was ticklish and easily embarrassed. While he was perfectly capable of doing things that were more explicit and lewd, he would flinch whenever Yeorok brought his tongue to his bare skin.

But now, there was no reaction. Even when Yeorok poked his navel with his tongue, licked his armpits thoroughly, or dipped the tip of his tongue into his earlobe, Eunho only exhaled softly.

“Eunho, you must be very tired.”

Yeorok let out a hollow laugh as he watched his lover, who was asleep and not even bothering to respond. It was quite a shame that he wasn’t joining in, but this had its own fun.

He tasted every part of the body that he had previously only licked with his eyes with great care and devotion.

His soft tongue swept across every nook and cranny of the body, but it merely moistened the skin and left no trace behind. Yeorok intended to keep today’s act a secret.

“Then why… haah… do you turn people into perverts…”

He buried his nose in Eunho’s nape and inhaled until his lungs felt like they would burst. The body that had fallen asleep without washing was filled with a strong natural scent. There was no better aphrodisiac than this. Like a dog in heat, Yeorok sniffed Eunho’s scent and smeared his saliva on his neck.

That wasn’t enough. He grabbed Eunho’s cheek, and licked every part of his closed eyelids, eyelashes, nose, and even the hollow of his philtrum. It was something that would have sent shivers down Eunho’s spine if he knew. It was none other than Choi Yeorok doing the very thing a pervert would do.

After satisfying his greed to the fullest, Yeorok straightened his upper body. His left hand crawled into his pants. Due to his already fully hard penis, the center of his pants had been displaying an unusual posture for quite some time.

Flawless fingers, far removed from lewdness, took out and grasped the reddened flesh. Yeorok looked like something straight out of a porn magazine as he exhaled hot breaths and slowly stroked his veiny cock.

He did not blink once while looking at Eunho’s face. He voyeuristically watched the sleeping Eunho while his left hand busily moved up and down from the base to the tip of his penis. On the surface, it appeared to be a quiet sexual act, but in Yeorok’s mind, a lewd fantasy unfolded that he dared not put into words.

In his imagination, Eunho’s eyes were red from crying so much, trembling in pleasure. He let out dizzying moans as Yeorok thrust deep into his narrow inner walls, all the way to the root. Following that sequence, Yeorok tightened his grip.

“Haa, ha.”

He gently rocked his hips, as if he were having sex. Since the only place he could enter was a hole made by his own hands, he had to squeeze out every ounce of his imagination. The wet skin rubbed against his palm, and sweat gradually soaked his chest. Whenever he tilted his head back occasionally, veins twitched in his flushed neck.