The shirt with its sleeves inside out fell behind his back, and Liu, his torso now bare, pulled up the hem of Yeehyeon’s t-shirt and kissed him. He tossed the removed t-shirt roughly toward the sofa, then chuckled softly as he patted down Yeehyeon’s hair, which had become a messy nest as the neckline passed over his head.
He gazed at Yeehyeon’s face as he smiled back, then slowly slid his hand over his skin, stroking from his head to his neck, to his shoulder, from his arm to his wrist.
Unlike his own bone-dry hands, he laced his fingers between Yeehyeon’s warm, damp ones and led him toward the bedroom. Liu closed the door, blocking out the light from the studio. In the dim darkness, only the white sheets on the bed faintly reflected the light. Normally, he would have seen it and thrown out a dirty joke about a room with a clear purpose, but now, such a thought didn’t even cross his mind.
He sat on the edge of the high bed and, relying on the faint light filtering in from the window facing the garden, gently placed a hand on Yeehyeon’s cheek. All the surrounding sounds seemed to have been sucked away somewhere, as quiet as a tomb. The only things that felt alive were Yeehyeon’s gaze, fixed on him, and his body heat against his hand.
The kisses, the caresses. Yeehyeon, who had always been overwhelmed just by processing the pleasure given to him as Liu led, was the first to lean in, tilting his head. As he traced the clean line of Yeehyeon’s face with his fingertips, watching him lower his eyelids to look at his lips, Liu parted his own lips in response.
As if to fill the gap, he pressed his lips deeply against his, enough to distort their shape, then pulled back. The surfaces of their parched lips stuck together before separating sluggishly. In the uncannily quiet room, the friction of their kisses stimulated his hearing more prominently than usual.
Spreading his hand wide to cup the side of Yeehyeon’s head, Liu tangled his fingers in his hair, tilted his head, and kissed him deeply. The wet sound of their kisses slowly seeped into the dry silence.
Sharing countless small kisses, the two men took off their pants while still sitting, then climbed onto the bed and lay leaning sideways against each other, caressing each other’s naked bodies.
Without pausing their kisses, their hands pulled down the other’s underwear. Cupping his genitals in his palm, he gently stimulated him from the root outward, coaxing an erection. Their bodies, now reacting more quickly than before to each other’s pheromones, grew hot in an instant.
“……”
“……”
In the silence and darkness, Liu gently pressed Yeehyeon’s shoulder downward. Yeehyeon knew what it meant. After meeting Liu’s eyes with intensity for a moment, Yeehyeon turned his head and lay down. The underwear hanging precariously was completely removed, and without hesitation, they buried their lips between each other’s legs.
Liu’s cock was already growing hard. Just seeing its distinct shape and breathing in its sexual scent made Yeehyeon feel an urgency inside him, his breathing turning ragged. He pulled him close, clutching his firm buttocks, and filled his mouth with the smooth glans. He traced the curve of Yeehyeon’s right leg, bent at the knee as he lay on his side, and the firm abs beneath the smooth skin, brushing his fingertips through his pubic hair, enjoying every part of his beautiful body with his own.
“Hahh, huuu… Ouuu…”
Liu’s fingers, which had been skillfully sucking and pressing Yeehyeon’s cock, scraped down the cleft of his buttocks and circled the entrance of his anus. Yeehyeon let go of the glans and clung to Liu’s body, pulling him even closer. The slow rotation of the fingers gently digging inside and stretching the entrance made his hips twist. He rubbed his face against the hard penis, already dripping thick with precum, and licked up the heavy shaft with his tongue.
Their hands, caressing and stroking each other, felt less like a lewd act spurred by carnal desire and more like a desperate attempt to feel with their hands something they couldn’t see with their eyes. It was as if they were trying to find in each other’s bodies a stimulation strong enough to cover and numb an anxiety whose origin was unknown.
Confirming, and being confirmed. That they were still by each other’s side.
They lingered with their lips wherever the scent of the other’s skin was stronger, breathing in the fragrance as they slowly bared their own bottoms. Even as they thrust their genitals in front of the other’s face and had them sucked, the two were so uninhibited that it seemed as if they weren’t even conscious of the concept of sex. As if it were no different from a kiss shared between lips. They spread their legs and lowered and rocked their hips to go deeper into the other’s mouth.
Liu pulled his fingers from Yeehyeon’s wet anus and sat up. His penis was now pulsing, drenched in precum. Changing his position for penetration, he settled between Yeehyeon’s legs and pressed on his chest to make him lie flat on his back.
It was earlier than usual for penetration, but his muscles all over were already tense from suppressing the urge to enter Yeehyeon. Yeehyeon’s wet body, too, was ready to receive him. Clearly feeling Yeehyeon’s pheromones wrapping around him, so thick it felt like they would pull him in and swallow him whole, Liu closed his eyes and trembled slightly, as if completely surrendering to their power.
From the first time he had entered this body, Golden’s control had been beyond him, but as the number of times they were together increased, as he drew closer and closer to being an omega, the density of the pheromones Yeehyeon emitted was growing so thick that he couldn’t tell if he was making him an omega, or if he was making him an alpha.
Like being tied by both wrists to the back of a carriage pulled by six strong horses, being dragged along helplessly… It was exactly as the diary entry had described.
Looking down at Yeehyeon lying disheveled, he slid his knees under his thighs. He leaned down, swept Yeehyeon’s hair back, then sucked on his plump lower lip, holding it between his own and giving it a tingling pull.
As Yeehyeon let out a sweet moan, cupping and stroking Liu’s cheeks, he stopped Liu’s hand as it aligned his glans with the entrance of his anus.
“I’ll… be on top.”
“……”
Liu furrowed his brow, his face showing he suspected he had misheard. Then, as if in disbelief, he shook his head and let out a low laugh.
“Because of the accident this afternoon?”
“……”
“I’m telling you, I’m really fine.”
Yeehyeon pushed against Liu’s chest as he tried to push into his anus.
“It’s not just because of that… I just, I want to. Do you… not want to?”
“Of course not. It’s not that, but…”
Pushing on Liu’s hesitant shoulders, Yeehyeon sat up. He cupped Liu’s face, kissing his lips and cheeks, then whispered in his ear.
“In Hong Kong… the first time you put it in. I’ll do it like back then.”
“……”
If Yeehyeon wanted it, there was no reason to refuse. Liu sat back, wrapping his arms around Yeehyeon’s waist and pulling him closer. Crawling on his knees, Yeehyeon sat on Liu’s thighs, wrapped one arm around his neck, and with his other hand, gripped the shaft of his penis and slowly lowered his hips.
As his hand slid down the smooth, dry back, tracing the curve of his buttocks and squeezing the fleshy mounds, feeling their sensual volume, Liu parted his lips at the pressure of being sucked into Yeehyeon’s body and squeezed, burying his forehead in the chest before him.
To fight the impulse to thrust his hips up, stab into him all at once, and shake him wildly, he sank his teeth into spots on his chest and neck, biting the skin. He took a small, firm nipple into his mouth and sucked as if milking it, so hard his cheeks hollowed. Yeehyeon’s insides twitched and contracted, pulling his penis deeper.
At the suffocating fullness that filled them tightly and the crushing pressure that squeezed them, the two men moaned, wrapping their arms around each other’s bodies and rubbing their bare skin together. Yeehyeon stopped lowering his hips with just the base left, and instead, Liu began to thrust up into him.
Not fast, but in a way that completely filled Yeehyeon’s insides, so that their most vulnerable and sensitive parts were in full contact. The insertion, which continued with quiet moans like sighs of admiration and slow movements, also felt like a process of confirming the other through their joined parts. It was deliberate and meticulous, as if not to miss a single small sensation.
At the raw movement of the penis pulling out and then pushing up to fill him, Yeehyeon hugged Liu’s neck, bowed his head, and let out a trembling breath. The wet sound of their joining, of the shaft and mucous membrane rubbing and pushing fluids, seemed to cling stickily to their sweat-slicked skin.
Following Liu’s movements, Yeehyeon slowly rocked his hips back and forth to increase the intensity of the stimulation and kissed him by his ear.
“Do it to me…”
Yeehyeon didn’t say what he wanted, but Liu didn’t need an object.
Sinking his teeth into the collarbone of Yeehyeon, who was demanding to be knotted, Liu pulled his sleek waist in tighter. At the slightly more intense pleasure of the thrusts, Yeehyeon hugged Liu’s head and bit his own lower lip.
“Back then… in Hong Kong. You couldn’t control it and knotted me, right? Without A-Wei even knowing.”
“……”
Yeehyeon remembered Liu, who had repeatedly apologized and forcibly pulled out his still not fully subsided cock to scrape the semen from inside his anus. The Liu now was also looking at him with the same clear emptiness in his eyes, like a helpless, fragile boy.
Yeehyeon arched his back and hips, stimulating the Liu inside him, and stroked his hair.
“Was that… your first time?”
In the darkness, Liu slowly nodded. Stroking the broad shoulders that had become as docile as a deeply wounded, groaning beast, Yeehyeon kissed him. The large man before him was unspeakably lovely.
“Do it to me. Like back then…”
If the knots until now had been an experience where his reason scattered amidst an intense heat like his body was on fire, this time, the pulse of the knot, striking the membrane and vibrating through his entire body, was felt so clearly that it was as if he were inside Liu’s heart.
In that frightening sense of unity, as if his own blood were circulating through his heart, Yeehyeon came to a climax several times without ejaculating. They held each other, mixing their tongues and sharing their scents until the afterglow of pleasure had completely subsided. It felt as if there was nothing left to share.
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