“……”
He must have been a mess from suffering with the fever, but perhaps because of that very fever, the desperate need for him was greater than any shame. Liu, who had been looking down at the lying Yeehyeon, turned his head and ran a hand through his hair, muttering in a troubled voice.
“That’s a foul. You know I can’t resist your pheromones.”
“I can’t control them myself yet. I’m not doing it on purpose, so… it’s not a foul.”
His defensive wall, which no one had ever been able to breach. At the fact that only his own pheromones could freely cross it and throw Liu into disarray, a sense of possessiveness and ownership stirred within him.
Although he still couldn’t detect his own pheromones, he had come to distinguish to some extent the effect they had on Liu and himself. Especially when observing Liu’s reactions during their lovemaking, the process of him breaking down, becoming disheveled, and ultimately being overthrown by his desire for him became clearly visible.
It wasn’t just because of simple lust. Only his pheromones could do that to him.
Liu, who had been glancing at the unabashedly staring Yeehyeon from the side while chewing on his lower lip, let out a sigh and climbed onto the bed. Even the sound of the cheap mattress groaning under his weight made his skin tense.
It was about a semi-double size, but it was cramped for two grown men to lie side by side. For Liu, who was over 190 centimeters tall, the length wasn’t very generous either. It felt like his toes would touch the metal frame at the end of the bed if he just stretched his feet.
Carefully closing the distance, he came right up beside him and slid an arm under Yeehyeon’s neck to embrace his shoulder. At the sensation of his hard, hot body overlapping with the side of his chest, Yeehyeon shivered as if feeling a chill. Perhaps taking it as a sign of cold, Liu hastily pulled up the blanket like a startled man.
“I missed you.”
Turning his body to the side to face him, Yeehyeon looked at his face and conveyed his feelings directly.
Saying “I miss you” was always his part. Some people relieve their emotions through words, but there were also people who were the opposite. Yeehyeon had been afraid to say it over the phone, feeling like it would unleash a torrent of childish whining or complaints.
For a long while, he silently rubbed the shoulder he was holding and scrutinized every corner of Yeehyeon’s face.
“……I’m sorry.”
Yeehyeon shook his head, knowing why he was apologizing to his words of missing him.
If he had wanted Liu to live by his side in a low posture like a repentant sinner, he wouldn’t have taken him back in the first place. Nor had he bestowed a conditional tolerance as someone in a superior position, as if to say he’d watch and see how well he behaved from now on. More than any talk about the true meaning of forgiveness, a relationship formed on such an imbalance didn’t seem like it would work out well. He couldn’t ruin their future, too.
He pulled his hand out from under the blanket and cupped Liu’s pained-looking face. He watched him rub his cheek against his palm like a fragile animal, then kissed him. His lips, parched from the fever, made a dry and ticklish sound as they regretfully parted.
With a single kiss, the look in his eyes immediately lost its composure and wavered. He knew Liu had been stimulated by the thick scent blooming from his chest and the nape of his neck.
Tilting his head, Liu followed his lips and rubbed their surfaces more deeply. Yeehyeon twisted his head to avoid the tongue trying to part his lips, and Liu gripped his chin, stuck out his tongue, and licked Yeehyeon’s lower lip as he spoke.
“Don’t avoid me. All I can smell is your pheromones.”
“……”
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu sucked hard on his lower lip.
“Ugh, ngn. Mmm…”
At the tingling pain he had so desperately wanted, Yeehyeon twisted his shoulders and opened his lips. Once he took Liu’s tongue into his mouth, he could tell his own mouth was still hot. Pulling him closer with a strong grip on his shoulder, he filled his entire mouth and entwined his own tongue with Liu’s, which was squirming inside.
It didn’t take long to cast aside the slight awkwardness and hesitation of their long-awaited reunion and crazily explore each other, rubbing their wet flesh together.
He knew that a kiss was a direct exchange of pheromones, and that it served as a command for them to pull each other to a higher intensity of arousal.
His scent, which he had missed as much as his body heat and touch, seeped not just into his sense of smell but into his entire body, awakening his senses. It wasn’t a one-sided effect. Imagining that his own scent was having the same effect on him made Yeehyeon even hotter.
“Hah. Ugh… Heup.”
Liu’s other hand, which had been stroking down his chest and stomach, slipped inside his T-shirt. Pushing the shirt up, it traveled up his bare skin, and at the friction of his entire palm pressing down and sweeping across his chest, his nipples immediately puckered and hardened.
Lying on his side and half-covering Yeehyeon’s body, he put a knee between Yeehyeon’s legs and pressed their bodies even closer. Yeehyeon’s left leg was spread outward, and Liu’s thigh rubbed against his groin. His erection, already hard, poked him just below his side. A warmth, as if steam were rising, was transmitted through his sweatpants and Yeehyeon’s thin pajamas.
Instantly disheveled by the multi-layered stimulation, Yeehyeon pushed his tongue away and gasped for much-needed air. From a distance so close their noses brushed, Liu looked down at him with slightly unfocused eyes. Every one of his exhales seemed to be made of particles carrying his scent.
Without separating their joined bodies, he moved on top of Yeehyeon. It was a smooth movement.
Then he lowered his posture, crawled down under the blanket, and put his tongue to a nipple.
“Huuuh… Heuk, hh.”
Yeehyeon gnawed on the thin skin of the back of his hand with his teeth and wrapped his other arm around Liu’s neck.
Liu, who was mouthing not only the nipple but also the areola and the surrounding flesh, simultaneously pushed his upper body, which was lying between Yeehyeon’s legs, up and down repeatedly. Slowly, with a flexible curve.
His penis was pressed and rubbed against Liu’s thick chest and firm upper abdomen. The pressure, almost to the point of being stuffy, was a welcome sensation. Yeehyeon’s lower back arched up, and his chest was naturally lifted toward the ceiling. Bending his knees and spreading his legs wide, Yeehyeon rubbed his penis in time with the thrust of Liu’s chest.
His mind was filled with red smoke. The daze was twice as strong as usual due to the effects of the pheromones and the fever.
“Uuungh, heuk. Nngh…”
Liu, who had been biting and pressing down on the area around the areola as he sucked, sharpened the tip of his tongue and flicked it. The strange vibration of the plump, bunched-up flesh being rapidly flicked up and down was hard to bear.
Yeehyeon let go of the back of his hand he was biting and tousled the back of Liu’s hair. With the impulse to be sucked hard again, he had to lift his hips and push against the sheets with the tips of his toes.
“T-tickles… I don’t like tha…”
It wasn’t that he disliked it, exactly, but he didn’t know how else to express it. It wasn’t that he disliked it, but that he felt it too much; this kind of teasing foreplay that made his toes curl inward was harder to endure than strong pressure.
From under the blanket, he looked up with upturned eyes. He couldn’t take his eyes off Liu’s aroused face as he poked and prodded and bent the erect nipple this way and that.
“Seo Yeehyeon’s pheromones aren’t saying they dislike it.”
“Hahk!”
He pursed his lips into a small circle and, chup, sucked in just the hardened tip.
“Ah… Ah…”
A thrilling, dizzying pain arose from the force that squeezed so tightly it was hard to believe it was just from his lips. At the intense pleasure that made his shoulders flinch and completely relieved the ticklishness, Yeehyeon thrashed and writhed, holding Liu’s head.
“Ah, it hur…”
He wondered if the surface of the skin had been slightly peeled off. The nipple, which Liu released as if letting it go when he pulled his head back, was red and erect to the point of feeling a slight sting.
While Yeehyeon, having lifted his head, unconsciously looked down at his nipple, Liu, still lying on top of him, pulled his T-shirt off from the neckline at the back of his neck. Just seeing his bare body made the space between his legs feel fuller and the back of him feel like it was getting wet.
“Ugh…. Huuh…”
He fumbled his hand downward and grabbed Liu’s wrist as he tried to pull down his pajamas, struggling for a moment. It seemed his reason would have to break down a little more before he could show him his underwear, which was wet not in the front, but in the back.
Sliding smoothly up over his stomach and chest, Liu buried his lips in the nape of Yeehyeon’s neck, showering him with small kisses as he moved higher. He nibbled painlessly on the bone along his jawline, rained kisses on his cheek, and finally, their lips met again.
“Mmm. Uumm…”
Swallowing Liu’s saliva and scent that flowed in with his tongue, Yeehyeon let out a pained moan from deep in his throat. The strength with which he had been resisting Liu’s hand, which was trying to push down his pajamas as if gently coaxing him, was gradually loosening.
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