JD 110

At Hakyung’s loud shout, Muheon paused just long enough for Hakyung to leap off the bed and dash into the dressing room. His only slightly rounded backside wiggled adorably, making Muheon grit his teeth with suppressed laughter as he undressed. He was already curious what surprise Hakyung had in store.

Inside the dressing room, Hakyung rummaged eagerly through the closets. Since Muheon had been the one to organize the place, finding the specific headband wasn’t easy. After opening and closing the wardrobe three times—

“Found it!”

He hugged the black cat headband to his chest. Just imagining wearing it while being with Muheon made his head buzz. His heart pounded not just in his chest but all the way to his scalp.

Returning to the bedroom in a rush, he skidded to a stop when he saw Muheon sitting on the bed, undressed and waiting. The contrast of that lean, sculpted body with the cute cat ears perched on his head—Hakyung nearly got a nosebleed from the sheer intensity.

“So hot… This man is seriously unreal,” Hakyung muttered, unaware he was even speaking aloud.

Muheon heard it all and chuckled, clearly pleased. He opened his arms, and Hakyung sprinted over to jump right in.

“You—you sitting there with your legs spread like that… what are you, some seductive imugi or something?!”

Despite the scolding tone, Hakyung didn’t hesitate to press his knees between Muheon’s thighs. His actions spoke louder than his words.

Muheon leaned in to kiss the shell of Hakyung’s ear, earning a soft whimper that had Hakyung curling closer. He let himself be gently pulled down onto the bed, wrapped securely in Muheon’s embrace.

“So… do you not like it?”

“How could I not? Come here.”

Though the question came late, Hakyung smiled and shook his head, placing the long-sought headband atop Muheon’s head. The sight—Muheon in cat ears, in their private space—was even more dangerously attractive than he’d imagined.

Muheon touched the headband and tilted his head slightly. “This again?”

It was the same one from the amusement park. He hadn’t expected to see it again, but Hakyung had dug it out. Looking down at Hakyung’s dazed expression, Muheon let out a breathy laugh.

To think such a small accessory could have such a big impact.

Hakyung’s eyes sparkled.

“Can we… just one round? With the ears on?”

“You really want to?”

“Yes! I want one round with Muheon kitty.”

Worried Muheon might take the headband off, Hakyung glanced up nervously, eyes darting about. But to his surprise, Muheon didn’t seem to mind at all. If something as simple as a headband could make Hakyung this excited, he was more than willing to wear it—again and again, even.

Still, it felt a little unfair for him to be the only one dressing up. After all, he had put so much thought into choosing the perfect one for Hakyung, too.

“Then you wear yours too,” he said.

“…What?”

“The bunny ears. You wear them too.”

Give and take. At Muheon’s request, Hakyung puffed his cheeks in protest. Those floppy bunny ears were heavier than they looked and not that comfortable…

But before he could properly protest, Muheon was already striding toward the dressing room, long legs in motion.

“Wow, look at those thighs… That’s why he’s… yeah…”

Hakyung mumbled under his breath, staring at Muheon’s backside. They had only shared a few kisses so far, and yet he was already embarrassingly worked up.

All Muheon’s fault. That man was far too attractive.

Rolling back and forth on the bed, Hakyung clutched the sheets in excitement. He couldn’t wait to be all over him again.

Fortunately, Muheon didn’t take long. When he returned, Hakyung’s gaze naturally dropped low, and what he saw made him even more pleased—Muheon was definitely ready for action, too.

Without a word, Hakyung reached out and gently ran his hand along his penis, like giving praise to a well-behaved pet.

Muheon inhaled sharply at the unexpected, soft touch. The heat of Hakyung’s palm sent a jolt through his core, his pulse hammering hard in his chest.

“Ah—”

That low sound from Muheon lit something up in Hakyung’s eyes. With a playful flick of his tongue over his lips, he asked:

“Feels good when I touch you, doesn’t it?”

“…Yeah. It does.”

Muheon answered without hesitation. His voice was rough, full of honesty.

Laughing with delight, Hakyung beamed at him, utterly radiant. It was so overwhelmingly cute, Muheon felt like his heart would burst.

Before he lost the last of his self-control, Muheon quickly fixed the bunny ears onto Hakyung’s head, making sure they weren’t pressing on his crown.

“Ugh… it’s heavy,” Hakyung murmured.

In an instant, it felt like wearing ten hats, and Hakyung grumbled. Nevertheless, Muheon didn’t take off the headband. Muheon’s mind was filled with all sorts of vulgar and crude words, leaving no room for other thoughts.

“But I’ll do it anyway, bunny.”

If Muheon was going to look at him with that expression, then who cared if it was a bunny headband—or even, secretly, a bottlenose dolphin one for his grandma’s sake. Hakyung was, without question, the world’s most devoted lover.

“You’re beautiful.”

Muheon reached out and cupped Hakyung’s cheek. As those gentle eyes looked up at him, he couldn’t help imagining the moment they’d soon brim with pleasure-tears—just the thought sent a chill down his spine.

Still holding Hakyung’s face, Muheon pulled him closer. Every time he saw him follow so willingly, without the slightest resistance, a twisted kind of satisfaction welled up from deep inside.

Even without Muheon saying anything, Hakyung opened his mouth and took his member in. With his other hand, he lovingly stroked the other pillar.

Every time Hakyung’s lips and tongue moved clumsily, and every time his fingers exerted even the slightest pressure, Muheon’s abs twitched. He suppressed the urge to push Hakyung a little harder..

“Ugh, ugh…!”

Hakyung let out a stifled moan as he couldn’t fit it all in his tiny mouth, but he stubbornly refused to spit out Muheon’s cock.

He hadn’t gotten used to the sensation of having a full cock in his mouth and then having it poke down his throat, but if it was Muheon’s cock, he could live with it.

Rolling his eyes and looking up at Muheon, Hakyung let out a laughed. As expected, the man’s dark eyes contained only his reflection. He didn’t know that Hakyung was working so hard because he liked this moment.

After taking his sweet time savoring and enjoying Mu-il Mu-i, Hakyung leaned his head back.

He’d kept his mouth open for so long that a thin string of drool trailed down. Muheon reached out to wipe it—and then, of course, made a point of licking it off himself.

It’s not like he was being starved or anything…

It was better than acting grossed out, sure, but Hakyung still couldn’t help feeling embarrassed.

Hakyung quickly wiped his mouth clean, worried Muheon might try to lick it again. As a result, the area around his lips turned a flushed pink. Naturally, seeing that only made Muheon pounce again, like he was about to devour Hakyung whole.

“Haah! Ah, mm…!”

Every time Muheon’s sharp teeth grazed his skin, it sent a strange shiver through him—a sting that tingled all the way to his toes. Hakyung hunched his shoulders, clutching tightly at Muheon’s broad frame.

Muheon, arms wrapped carefully around Hakyung’s waist, gently lowered him onto the bed.

The way his soft pink hair splayed across the pillow and the big bunny ears perched on his head—it was all too perfect. Every time Muheon saw this “bunny Hakyung,” a quiet chuckle slipped out without him realizing.

And Hakyung, hearing him laugh, grinned too and reached out, apparently aiming to touch the cat ears on Muheon’s head. Muheon leaned in, lowering himself so they’d be easier to grab.

“You’re so pretty,” Hakyung murmured.

“You’re prettier,” Muheon replied.

Muheon let out a soft snort at the absurd compliment, but still responded by planting kisses along Hakyung’s flushed cheeks, his dainty nipples, and the soft curve of his belly.

As his lips moved, Hakyung’s body squirmed in response—until he hooked his heel around Muheon, gently pulling him closer.

Realizing what it meant, Muheon slipped a finger between his plump ass cheeks.. He felt the tightly closed hole that seemed like even a single finger wouldn’t fit.

His stomach clenched at the thought of this tight hole stretching to accommodate his cock.