JD 72

After thoroughly tasting Hakyung’s hair and every part of his face, Muheon lowered his lips. As if he’d been waiting for it, Hakyung welcomed Muheon’s kiss with a shy smile.

It was such an innocent smile, it almost made one forget they were in the middle of sex. That he could move his hips so eagerly while wearing that expression, that smile—it was exactly that contrast that made Muheon enjoy it all the more.

After pressing one last kiss to Hakyung’s small lips with a loud smack, he firmly grabbed his waist.

It wasn’t like Hakyung ate little, so how in the world did he have no belly fat at all? The soft texture of his skin aside, the flatness of his stomach was somewhat unsatisfying. No wonder he ended up knocked out after just one round.

Thinking he might need to take Hakyung to a good clinic and get him some restorative medicine, Muheon opened his mouth.

“Ahhk!”

His mouth heated at the sight of the plump cock, which had become extremely aroused. Muheon flicked his tongue around the center of the gland, which was taut as if it was about to cum, and scratched the glans with the tip, which made the moaning sound even louder.

“B-Boss…! Ah…”

Hakyung stretched out his arm, which he hadn’t been able to move earlier because his wrist had been grabbed, and squeezed Muheon’s shoulder. A grunt escaped from his stomach.

Hakyung pinched the boss’s hard, cool shoulder, and he squirmed. Even though he knew he wouldn’t bite him, the sharp teeth on the tip of his penis gave him goosebumps.

One wrong move and he would be eaten by the boss.

“Pull it out……!”

Hakyung yelled at him to stop. He punched his shoulder with his small fist.

Of course, it didn’t actually hurt—wasn’t even ticklish—but Muheon deliberately twitched his brow. He knew that with someone like Kang Hakyung, even a tiny reaction like that would make his eyes dart around in panic.

“Did it hurt? Huh… mm…!”

As expected, Hakyung’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he took his hand off his shoulder. Muheon shook his head with the cock still in his mouth. The stimulation made Hakyung moan once more.

His voice was as sweet as a song Muheon raised the corners of his mouth and rubbed Hakyung’s glans against the roof of his mouth and his cheek. Hakyung trembled at the various sensations felt on his penis. Still, he tightly gripped the bed sheet, worried that hitting again might hurt the boss.

Muheon, who could clearly see what Hakyung was thinking, chuckled softly to himself.

When will Kang Hakyung realise that his punches are weaker than a cotton bat? Of course, he had no intention of letting him know, so he might never find out…

While Muheon was lovingly sucking his husband’s cock, Hakyung’s toes curled up.

“Boss! Pull it out…! Ugh!”

Cum. Muheon replied, cupping his round testicles. With a cock in his mouth, he couldn’t pronounce it properly, but he thought he got it right.

It’s not like he hadn’t done it before. Each time, it was amusing to see Kang Hakyung turn bright red with embarrassment. Muheon didn’t take his little cock out of his mouth until Hakyung came.

Even though he knew Muheon was doing it on purpose, Hakyung endured until he couldn’t anymore and then snapped. He wondered if that made it any better. Even if Hakyung’s intention wasn’t that, as long as the result was good, that was all that mattered.

“Ugh!”

In the end, unable to hold back, Hakyung’s words trailed off, the fishy scent filled his mouth, and Muheon seemed to roll his eyes in satisfaction.

Kang Hakyung’s semen was always delicious. Hakyung hated hearing such things every time, though.

Muheon, who swallowed what Hakyung had expelled, licked everything off his husband’s cock, even the stuff stuck to it. He had never tasted candy in his life, but his husband’s cock was so sweet that no matter how much he sucked, it just kept getting sweeter.

With a pop, Muheon pulled Hakyung’s cock out of his mouth and grinned. Seeing his stomach still trembling with excitement, he felt his mouth water again.

“Haa, Ah…!”

Breathless, Hakyung waved his hand towards Muheon. It seemed to mean “come closer,” so as he approached, a small voice was heard near his ear.

“Lie down here. I’ll suck you too.”

He was a river dolphin who couldn’t stand being in anyone’s debt. He was truly grateful that Muheon had gone down on him the moment he caught his breath—but still, he wished he could repay it some other way.

“That’s enough. Just rest a bit.”

“I also want to suck your cock, but… You said you’d do everything, so I haven’t even had the chance to take care of Mu-il and Mu-i properly yet.” (Mu-one and Mu-two)

“…Are you really going to keep calling them that?”

“Why not? They’re like my kids.”

Mu-il and Mu-i—those were the names Hakyung had given Muheon’s genitals. Every time they fooled around, Hakyung would tend to them with the devotion of a mother bird caring for her chicks.

Muheon had tried to stop him, worried that Hakyung might go as far as writing a Mu-il Mu-i theme song someday. But the stubborn river dolphin didn’t listen to a word of it. In the end, it was always Muheon who gave in.

There was only so much he could do to push back when Hakyung treated his body with such reverence. Still, no matter how used to it he got, hearing those names always made him a little embarrassed.

It seemed better to quickly change the subject. Muheon lifted Hakyung and sat him on his thigh. Then he bit down on Hakyung’s earlobe again. He didn’t forget to give Hakyung’s butt a good squeeze either.

Hakyung rubbed his forehead against Muheon’s shoulder. It was simple and cute.

“Where is the thing that Dok Gojin gave you?”

“Yes?”

“I’ll give it a try.”

“Oh, right! Just a moment!”

Rolling down from Muheon’s thigh, Hakyung stomped his feet. His bouncy steps were filled with excitement. His buttocks wiggled in delight.

Watching him express his joy with his whole body made Muheon smile involuntarily. Without knowing that Muheon was observing him with a certain expression, Hakyung squatted in front of his bag and hummed a tune.

“Let’s put in both. Both of them. Mu-il, Mu-i, Mu-il, Mu-i! Come on in, come in!”

As expected, this new song’s lyrics were just as absurd and straightforward as ever. Muheon pressed his temple with a dazed look, laughing.

Was he seriously repeating the same line just because he was putting both in…?

Still stunned by the lyrics, Muheon couldn’t grasp the depth of the river dolphin’s avant-garde artistic expression.

“Found it!”

Hakyung shouted as he pulled a lucky pouch from deep in his bag. The booming voice, as if he’d just won first prize in a treasure hunt, made Muheon stand up too.

After a few steps, Hakyung held out the pouch he’d brought. Inside were not just the seaweed gel, but a variety of other items as well. And the fact that every one of them was for sex made Muheon let out another chuckle.

“You really brought a lot.”

“Of course! You never know what might happen, so you always have to be prepared!”

“Good job.”

Muheon raised his hand and ruffled Hakyung’s pink hair. Delighted by the praise, Hakyung kissed the ring on Muheon’s left hand.

Smooch, smooch, smooch! The string of kisses was ticklish and unbearably sweet. Muheon kissed the ring on Hakyung’s hand in return, the two of them savoring each other’s warmth for a long, long time.

***

Muheon’s long fingers swirled around Hakyung’s hole. The ring on his finger added a strange foreign sensation, causing Hakyung to furrow his brow.

Is it that holes are originally this sensitive, or has his sensitivity improved thanks to consistent practice? He couldn’t tell, but it was somewhat uncomfortable anyway.

“Hmph……!”

Hakyung’s flinched as a finger dug into him with such force that it seems to crush his inner walls.

Muheon’s mouth filled with saliva as if he had prey in front of him. He focused on widening the slippery inner walls. It was still too tight to accommodate both of his cocks.

Muheon, barely suppressing the urge to shove it in right away, squeezed the gel into place.

“Boss, are you gonna use the seaweed gel…?”

“Not yet.”

“Mm, why not?”

“You’re too tight.”

Muheon answered briefly and put a little more strength into his hand that was thrusting into Hakyung’s hole.

The slippery sensation of his ass and the sweet scent lulled him into a daze, and he grunted at the forceful thrusts, but it didn’t make Muheon’s touch any weaker or softer.

Hakyung also didn’t stop Muheon. It was because he was determined to embrace the boss entirely today.

Hakyung, with outstretched arms, tightly hugged Muheon’s neck. Being close to the boss and inhaling his scent made his mind go blank. He just wanted to stay like this forever.

Muheon, like Hakyung, continuously pressed his lips against the white body cradled in his arms.

When he felt his tense body relaxing more and more, Muheon inserted one last finger. The hole stretched tightly around the four fingers.

This was enough to get him ready.. Muheon reached out and rummaged through the open pouch, pulling out a small glass bottle. Hakyung, who had been tightly closing his eyelids, slightly opened them and let out a small gasp.

“Hurry up…!”

The sound of urging flowed continuously from Hakyung’s mouth, captivated by the strange hue.