JD 38

Inside the elevator, the two of them were silent. Hakyung felt his mouth going dry with a mix of anticipation and nerves.

Ding. At the light electronic sound, Hakyung’s small shoulders gave a jolt.

They weren’t going to do anything bad, so why were his palms sweating like this?

Rubbing his hands on his thighs, Hakyung stepped forward with a stiff expression. He looked like a general heading off to war.

Muheon, watching every shift in Hakyung’s expressive face from right beside him, chuckled inwardly.

He was the one who insisted they go, and now he was all flustered and looking around nervously—it was nothing but adorable.

“H-Here it is.”

“Yeah.”

Hakyung held the keycard to the doorknob. For a river dolphin who’d even been to hotels, this much was a piece of cake.

“Going in…?”

“Yeah.”

“For real, we’re going in?”

“I said go in.”

Muheon opened the door himself and wrapped an arm around Hakyung’s shoulder.

Hakyung, lips jutting out at the boss’s bold attitude, stepped in cautiously.

Inside was a bed and a small bathroom, and one wall had a TV and nightstand—it looked like a completely ordinary room.

It wasn’t the provocative scene he’d imagined in the elevator, with waterbeds and mirrors all over.

He let out a sigh of relief without realizing it. And then, something soft touched his dry lips.

“Mmph…!”

It was the boss’s lips.

As the man urgently devoured his lips, Hakyung eagerly moved his own, his lips and tongue working in sync.

They hadn’t even taken their shoes off yet, and here they were, already locked in a kiss—there was no doubt the boss had secretly wanted to do stuff like this too.

A grin curled up at Hakyung’s lips. The thought that the boss also wanted to kiss him like this made him feel so giddy he could float.

“Mmm, mmph…!”

Still, being happy didn’t mean it wasn’t hard to breathe. His nostrils had long since been blocked by Muheon’s high nose.

Even twisting his head this way and that for air didn’t help—Muheon stuck to his lips like a magnet.

Hakyung had to show off the breath control he’d trained as a river dolphin, holding it like he was underwater, until finally he broke away and gasped in a full lungful of air.

After this happened several times, Muheon chuckled like he couldn’t help it.

His laugh vibrated against Hakyung’s small face, since their lips were still pressed together.

“Wha’ are you doin’?”

Round eyes rolled upward in protest at the boss who laughed mid-kiss.

Muheon pulled back and used his thumb to wipe the drool smeared over Hakyung’s lips. Then, with a loud smack, he kissed them again.

Watching Muheon casually lick up his own saliva made Hakyung shudder. Normally he would’ve freaked out, but right now… he just thought about feeding him something other than spit.

Not knowing what kind of thoughts were running through Hakyung’s head, Muheon kept kissing him.

From his chubby cheeks to the tip of his nose, even the tiny philtrum—Muheon’s kisses fell like gentle spring rain.

“Hnn, Boss. Let’s go in. Let’s go in and finish there.”

Hakyung whispered softly, arms wrapped around the man’s sturdy neck.

At that whisper, Muheon gave in without hesitation and lifted Hakyung into his arms, carrying him into the room.

Wow, our boss is strong. He’s holding a healthy twenty-four-year-old man like a four-year-old kid…

Feeling a flush rise in his cheeks, Hakyung rubbed his forehead against the man’s broad shoulder.

The scent rising from Muheon’s neckline made his nostrils twitch.

Despite being a sea beastman, the boss didn’t smell fishy at all. If anything, his unique cool and refreshing scent was so pleasant Hakyung could bury his face in it all day.

“That tickles.”

“Please bear with it. Your scent is too good, Boss.”

Brushing off the minor complaint, Hakyung kept sniffing away.

He was definitely a puppy, not a river dolphin.

Muheon let out a soft puff of laughter and carefully laid Hakyung down on the bed.

The moment his back hit the mattress, Hakyung blinked rapidly.

“Let’s keep going.”

“Right, but first, I should wash—!”

“It’s fine.”

With a shrug like it was no big deal, Muheon reached out and pulled up Hakyung’s top.

A pale, slender body came into view, and two pink, cute little nubs peeked out to greet him.

Muheon moved his fingers and pressed down firmly on the small nub.

Hakyung, who hadn’t expected his nipple to be touched so suddenly, let out a loud yell.

His voice was so powerful that Muheon’s temples rang for a moment, and his brows furrowed.

“Y-You can’t just touch that…!”

“That’s what we came here for.”

“Still… ah, that’s so lewd.”

Who was the one who got drunk at the last hotel and eagerly climbed all over him again?

As Hakyung turned bright red with embarrassment, Muheon’s lips curled into a grin.

He pressed down on Hakyung’s nub again and then let go.

The nipple that had been hidden under his fingertip now stood stiff with a clear presence.

Hakyung, who had screamed the first time, squirmed and crossed his legs at the strange tingle of being touched again.

And yet, he pushed his chest forward, as if asking for more.

Muheon never turned down what Hakyung wanted, so he gladly moved his hand again.

“Haa, huuung!”

Wherever the boss’s cool palm touched, it tickled so much that goosebumps spread.

Still, Hakyung didn’t want him to stop, so he kept pushing his chest forward.

Eventually, Hakyung ended up rubbing his body against Muheon’s palm himself.

Watching the river dolphin’s adorable behavior with the focus of someone admiring an art film, Muheon replaced his hand with his lips and gently took the little nub into his mouth.

“Haaah!”

The sharp sensation of his nipple being bitten made Hakyung flinch.

It was a totally different feeling from fingers.

Experiencing this for the first time, Hakyung’s eyes widened and he lifted his head—only to meet Muheon’s gaze, still holding his nipple in his mouth, eyes locked on his.

It was like having an X-rated video playing right in front of his eyes.

His head buzzed—not because he disliked it, but because he liked it too much.

Stretching out his arm from where it had been splayed across the bed, Hakyung hugged Muheon’s head close.

The silky feel of hair inside his arm made him even more aroused.

“More… please do more.”

“Mmm.”

“Just don’t bite, okay? Use your tongue… suck on it.”

At Hakyung’s unabashed request, Muheon followed through diligently.

If Hakyung asked to be sucked, he sucked. If he asked to be touched, he touched.

Thanks to Muheon’s earnest devotion, rolling him this way and that, Hakyung completely melted.

Unlike that sad tale from the next town over where someone dissolved into seafoam from sorrow, Hakyung felt like he might dissolve from pleasure.

“Haa…”

Even Muheon, who was licking, sucking, and kneading Hakyung’s body, felt dizzy with how good it was.

He finally understood what it meant to want to devour someone whole just from how good they tasted.

His restraint, held in check so as not to hurt the small, delicate body, was beginning to fray.

It felt this good, tasted this good… was he really supposed to hold back?

The man, who wasn’t exactly known for his patience, dropped his hand and grabbed Hakyung’s center in one motion.

“Ahhnngh!”

“…Ha.”

The unexpectedly cute and dramatic reaction made Muheon narrow his eyes.

He swiftly pulled down both Hakyung’s pants and underwear in one go.

So fast that Hakyung didn’t even have time to register what was happening.

With his lower half suddenly bare, Hakyung twisted his legs and bent his knees.

“B-Boss…!”

“Yeah.”

“D-Did you just… take them off?!”

“Sure did.”

He had come here planning to go all the way eventually—but not this suddenly!

Caught off guard by the abrupt advance to “lower body level,” Hakyung curled himself into a ball, turning his body sideways.

Unaware that this only made his pale butt even more visible, he huddled up like a pill bug.

Trying to calm his pounding heart—and to mentally prepare himself for what came next—he stayed curled for a while.

He had no idea how much Muheon was practically drooling at the sight of his plump, soft rear, looking like a steamed bun perched on the bed.

“Kang Hakyung.”

“Y-Yeah, just a sec. I’m mentally prepar—aaah!”

Before he could finish, a sharp sting shot through his butt.

Hakyung screamed in a high pitch—he had never once imagined in his life that someone would bite his butt.

He tried to wriggle away from Muheon’s lips somehow, but the grip on his waist was iron-strong. He didn’t budge even a centimeter.

Oh my god…

Compared to the boss’s desire, his own was nothing—less than a drop in the ocean.

No, less than a single scale on a sea eel.