CEL 35

The moment he touched it, the surface felt soft, like it was melting, and it made a person’s mood float in an instant.

A pale nape, a falt stomach, smooth thighs. Because of things like that, he sometimes thought of wanting to eat up Seo Hamin from head to toe, in the literal savage sense.

Hamin, who had no idea of such thoughts, at least when it came to relationships was nothing but naïve, leaned his head against his shoulder again today without caution. Ignoring the floating feeling between satisfaction and regret, he muttered quietly.

“I usually spent vacations either indulging the kids or staying in the studio.”

“Studio apartment?”

Hamin asked, easily recalling the personal studio he had mentioned casually.

Was it Eunpyeong District?

It was a little far from the school.

“Wouldn’t it be inconvenient since it’s that far?”

“I picked it far so I could smoke. I thought I wouldn’t run into anyone I know.” Just for that reason?

The question showed on his face, so Hamin shifted his eyes awkwardly and said, “But sunbae, did you really figure out I smoke just from my breathing? No matter how much I think about it, I don’t get it.”

“Ah, that.”

That he still believed it was surprising.

Hamin paused, then soon broke into a small laugh. When Hamin acted like this, it became amusing for Jaeha. Like now, when he acted just like a twenty-one-year-old, clumsy and unpolished.

Maybe it was because he had lived so long seeing nothing but worn-out people. Seeing Jaeha like this made him feel like he was really twenty-four himself. An age when what to eat for dinner today was more of a worry than some faraway future.

Jaeha looked at Hamin and held his breath, stopping all movement.

There he goes, laughing again.

It was not often, but whenever Hamin laughed like that, he felt his heart drop to the floor. Normally, Hamin was stingy with smiles, only curling his lips in mockery, so watching his eyes curve in joy was a rare sight.

At such times, even the slightest shift in mood would make Hamin quickly hide his smile, so it became habit to hold his breath and watch quietly. He wanted to see his smile just a little longer.

Even though he tried not to blink, the smile on Hamin’s face vanished quickly. As he watched with regret, Hamin’s lips moved.

“Can I go?”

“…To the studio?”

He expected Jaeha to say yes right away, but his reaction was unexpected. To be precise, he looked troubled. Their eyes met. His light brown pupils were clear as always, but nothing reflected behind them.

After blinking slowly for a while, Jaeha brought his face close.

“Do you want to see it?”

A ticklish voice brushed against his ear. So close that he felt the surface of his lips, he flinched, and then Jaeha’s teeth touched his thick earlobe.

Hamin found it ridiculous that he chewed on such a sensitive spot and wanted to tell him to stop, but the expression he had seen earlier stayed in his mind, making it hard to scold him. In the end, he answered in a quiet voice.

“We don’t have to go.”

There was no reply. Instead, Jaeha stroked his head gently.

Was he unwilling to show the studio?

He seemed unbothered about showing his paintings, so maybe it was the studio itself that he didn’t want to show. Since he was also an artist, Hamin thought it could be a sensitive issue, but his instincts gave him a different answer.

Maybe, in some way, the things he was curious about in the far future were connected to Jaeha’s studio. A baseless thought, but it came anyway.

While he was lost in thought, Jaeha whispered again.

“Then, there’s one condition….”

When Hamin tried to turn his head to check his expression, his view was blocked by a palm. He waited with slight nervousness for his answer….

“…Han Jaeha!”

Suddenly, Jaeha blew air into his ear. Hamin shoved him away. Jaeha, wearing a playful grin, let out a low chuckle.

“If you let me do the thing I couldn’t earlier?”

Of course, it was a joke. Realizing it too late, Hamin’s eyebrow arched crookedly. He slapped away Jaeha’s hand as he tried to cover him with the blanket again, and Jaeha pouted, saying, “Are you mad?”

“Yeah, fine.”

He ground his teeth and climbed on top of him. Seen from this new angle, Jaeha blinked in confusion.

“Then let’s try it.”

He quickly slid down and pulled off Jaeha’s pants. A beat later, a startled “Uh?” came out, but by then he already had Jaeha’s sex in his hand.

“S-sunbae. You don’t have to do this….” Before the sentence finished, he dragged his tongue across the tip.

Looking up, he saw Jaeha’s face flushed. Not just his face, but his whole upper body was red. His lips trembled as he kept biting and releasing them. As Hamin kept licking only the tip, his hips twitched restlessly.

Seeing that, Hamin laughed to himself. Why was he doing this? But judging from Jaeha’s reaction, there was no reason not to. Each time his tongue touched him, the thigh muscles jerked and shivered.

When he closed his lips and kissed the tip, already soaked, a sticky sound came out. It was too obscene for the quiet room.

Then he opened his mouth and took the glans in. He had thought it would be unbearable, but it was not only fishy. The summer scent Jaeha carried lingered here too, a strange smell that eased his body and spread deep into his lungs.

He rolled his eyes to check Jaeha’s expression. His eyes had already lost focus, scanning him vaguely. Without looking away, he swallowed deeper. Watching his own length disappear slowly into Hamin’s mouth, Jaeha’s expression….

Yes, to be honest, it was entertaining to watch.

At first, Jaeha only let out shallow breaths, but then his chest started rising and falling with heavy breathing. What came from his lips was not so much a moan as a sound like someone climbing a steep mountain.

Hamin hadn’t thought he would be able to take it all, but even with only half inside, it already felt tight, so he stopped. By then, Jaeha’s face was twisted as if he was about to cry. Hamin pulled out slowly, then pushed it back in. The soft skin brushed against his lips, leaving him with a strange feeling.

“…Sunbae.”

He heard a noise, like swallowing something down, or grinding teeth. Either way, it wasn’t normal, so he tilted his head. The sex at the center poked the tender inside of his cheek.

Even at such slight stimulation, Jaeha trembled and covered his eyes with his hands. Hamin’s lips curved up without meaning to. The way he clenched and unclenched the worn out mattress was amusing.

With his groans filling Hamin’s ears, he thought maybe he should stop teasing and began to pull him out of his mouth.

“…You, nosebleed….”

“Sorry.”

Blood ran down from Han Jaeha’s nose.

Startled, Hamin spat out what was in his mouth and tried to find tissue, but Jaeha held the back of his head with his free hand and pushed down. Before he could resist, something shoved deep into his throat.

“Ugh!”

His vision spun. Tears streamed down from the physical strain. He gagged and grabbed Jaeha’s thigh, trying to push him away, but the hand on the back of his head pressed harder.

“Sorry… sorry. I’m really sorry. But it’s too… ah, sunbae. Seo Hamin. Hamin-hyung.” Jaeha panted, nosebleed flowing down his face, his flushed expression looking insane.

The thick flesh filled his mouth tight and jabbed his throat painfully. Even though he had no intention of it, the motion of trying to spit it out and the motion of being shoved in overlapped, so from the outside it looked like ordinary oral.

This crazy bastard.

He couldn’t breathe. His esophagus went past its limit and blocked his airway, so tears kept streaming down. Jaeha, not knowing Hamin’s state, only pushed his desire deeper into the delicate membranes. Now and then a gagging sound came by Hamin’s ear, but that wasn’t enough to make Jaeha stop.

Ah. Seo Hamin, Seo Hamin, Seo Hamin. This insane man.

The inside of Seo Hamin’s mouth felt soft and mushy, like it had been coated in pudding. Was it because a person naturally became like that if he only ate soft food? No matter where he pushed, the smooth texture drove him mad.

And then, those eyes staring at him while sucking on his cock.

Anyone who saw that twice would faint on the spot. So it wasn’t his fault that his nose kept bleeding when he looked at Hamin like that. Anyone would… no, that couldn’t happen. Show this side of Seo Hamin to someone else? If anyone saw him like this, Jaeha would kill them.

He glared savagely and moved his hips. Sweat flew from his forehead, heated by arousal. And then, without meaning to, his eyes followed down.

“S-Sunbae….”

What he met was Hamin’s face, pale to the point of blue.

Seeing his dark pupils almost rolling back, Jaeha panicked and pulled his cock out from Hamin’s mouth.

“Are you okay?”

“…You crazy bastard.”

Hamin whispered through gritted teeth, his voice rough and broken. Jaeha immediately sat up and cupped his cheeks with both hands.

Hamin looked back with an incredulous expression at the drooping corners of his mouth and the anxious eyes that darted all over him.

Anyone watching would think Jaeha was the one being wronged.

Jaeha knelt and whined like a puppy. Blood still dripped thinly from his nose, but he didn’t care, only watching Hamin. Hamin let out a small sigh.

“This is a crime. If the other person refuses….”

“I’m sorry, really sorry. Does your throat hurt a lot? Should we go to the pharmacy? No, let’s go to the hospital. I’ll call a taxi, wait.”

Watching Jaeha pick up his phone carelessly tossed on the floor, Hamin’s face twisted.

What, was he supposed to tell the doctor, ‘I was sucking a guy’s cock and my tonsils swelled a bit’? He wanted to just tell him to get lost quickly, but then his eyes caught the obscene thing dripping fluids. He sighed at the sight.

Jaeha tilted his head, looking strangely at Hamin who stayed silent. Then he followed Hamin’s gaze, looked down, and curled up with an “ah.” He finally realized what Hamin had been staring at.

“Don’t mind it.” Of course he minded.

It was impossible not to. The size alone made that impossible. The cock twitched and bobbed. Hamin squeezed his eyes shut. After a short thought, he collapsed onto the blanket.

Jaeha, seeing him bury his face like a fainted man into the mattress, looked confused.

What is this… some kind of new protest?

“Hurry up.”

Because his lips were buried, it sounded like a mumble. Jaeha blinked blankly.

Did I just hear that wrong?

He stayed frozen, dumbfounded, until Hamin lifted his head slightly and repeated with a prim expression.

“I said hurry up.”

“…Do what?”

“If you’re not going to, then forget it.”

“No, no. I meant, what should I do? There’s only one thing to do. Sunbae, just stay still. I’ll take care of everything.”

Han Jaeha, who came to his senses late, moved quickly on top of him like a predator that had found food after starving for a long time. Feeling the weight on his thighs, Hamin tensed his muscles to bear it and buried his face again.

Anyway, he was the one who started the fire, so it was right to handle it on his side too. He was already regretting, but he pushed it back by pressing hard into the broken mattress.

Lately, it felt like his fate wasn’t just tangled but tangled to the point of playing cat’s cradle with it. Maybe it was just his imagination.

“Don’t you suffocate lying like that?”

Lips touched his back. It wasn’t even a tongue, just a childish peck, but his body kept shuddering.

Smooch smooch.

Why was his mouth making that sound?

The sound he heard by his ear didn’t match the way the word looks when written. It was closer to something language couldn’t express. The more it repeated, the hotter his ear grew and goosebumps rose on his arm. Feeling two opposite sensations in his body at the same time was unsettling.

He turned his head slightly and let out a rough breath. A low laugh followed. A large hand reached toward his hips, and his ass lifted into an embarrassing position. He suddenly realized how inappropriate his posture was, but there was nothing he could do.

His ass cheeks were spread. A thick thumb rubbed over the folds and pressed down slowly.

“Can’t I just shove it in?”

“Stop saying things that drive people crazy.”

I’m the one about to go crazy, what’s he talking about?

Jaeha acted like he was about to push his thumb in, but unexpectedly pulled back quickly.

“…Han Jaeha!”

Crazy bastard. Out of his mind. He was definitely insane.

At first he felt a breath. A little creepy, a little damp. Then something soft and hot touched him. It took a few seconds to realize it was a tongue.

The moment he realized it, Hamin was horrified.

“You never said I couldn’t do that there.”

“You… didn’t, ask!”

“Can I suck it?” Lunatic.

Jaeha spoke with his lips pressed to the hole. Hamin waved his hand behind to push him off, but of course it didn’t reach. Meanwhile, Jaeha’s hands gripped his hips tight, and not only licked the surface but shoved his tongue inside.

It felt like his guts were being licked. The snake-like tongue pressed and licked places that had never been touched, pulling up both guilt and chills that he was doing something he shouldn’t.

Hamin bit his lip in frustration. If he had known this would happen, he would have preferred biting his cock earlier. Han Jaeha, that, that…

He shoved words he couldn’t even bring himself to think aside and pounded the mattress. The tongue that had stirred him up inside slipped out, replaced by fingers. Because it was already wet, just a few thrusts widened the spot.

“Sunbae, did you know even back here you’re sweet?”

“If you don’t shut your mouth….”

Before he finished, Jaeha shoved his cock in. Entering from behind felt like it hit somewhere deeper than doing it from the front.

“Hhgh….”

Hamin pulled his free arms up near his face, clenching and unclenching them. The feeling of being churned inside could never become familiar, and even though it wasn’t the first time, it felt like he might break apart.

The pace wasn’t that fast, but each time Jaeha snapped his hips, Hamin’s head felt like it would hit the wall. He instinctively covered his crown with his hand.

“I’ll keep you from hitting it.”

How could he trust him?

Instead of answering, he put his other hand over his head too. He heard ‎ chuckle behind. Jaeha chose not to soothe him more but to grip his waist and pull him down hard. The thick cock shoved deeper than he thought possible.

“Haaa. You’re really, such a….”

“I like doing this with you, sunbae.”

The big body pressed close. Thick arms bound his torso and the masculine jaw rubbed against his shoulder.

“Your skin tastes sweet.”

“……”

“Your voice is nice to hear.”

“……”

“Do you know your face is really pretty?”

Each syllable brushed him like a tickle.

Hamin suddenly stopped breathing. He felt a strange premonition. He felt that in this moment, he must not look at Han Jaeha’s face.

A moment later, Han Jaeha loosened his arms and gently stroked his cheek. Even though he thought he shouldn’t look, his eyes rolled on their own and he ended up looking at Jaeha’s face.

Anything that could be felt without words was always dangerous. Because whatever it was, it stood above language, the strongest tool of expression.

To put it simply….

“I really like you.”

This time too, it meant his instincts had been right.