Chapter 135: Side Story – Monday Blues Have Disappeared (5)

At Tae Hwan’s lack of response, Bodam grew serious.

Did he have some kind of worry?

He had thought he was living a good life without any major concerns, since he laughed well and ate well in front of him.

Moreover, Tae Hwan often said he was happy as a habit.

He lived by the words that he was so happy he could die because he was by his side.

Every time, Bodam’s mood would also improve to the point where his chest would tickle.

“It was just a random thought, so I forgot. It’s really nothing.”

“…Okay.”

‘Does he hate talking about it that much?’ Instead of prying further, Bodam just examined Tae Hwan’s wound in detail.

He was curious, but he didn’t want to make him confess a worry he didn’t want to talk about.

“Take off your clothes.”

But he was also disappointed.

‘I’m not hiding anything. Except for the lottery.’

“Take them off?”

“Take them off so I can see how far the wound goes. Hurry!”

Bodam grabbed Tae Hwan’s round-neck t-shirt and pulled it up, being forceful.

Even though he tried not to, he kept acting willfully in front of Lee Tae Hwan.

Just a moment ago, he had felt sorry for treating only him so harshly.

Now, he was forcibly taking off his clothes without even listening to his answer.

‘Am I really crazy?’

“I-I’ll take it off. Me.”

Tae Hwan, whose face had turned bright red, took off his top on his own for Bodam, who was struggling to take his clothes off.

Bodam, whose cheeks also grew hot seeing Tae Hwan’s belatedly flushed face, yelled again.

“And you said this doesn’t hurt?!”

The wound hidden under his clothes was more severe.

The wound that continued from his neck went down to his left chest area and was dug in deeper.

The provoked Bodam scolded Tae Hwan for not even wearing a bandage, saying it was stuffy, and then let out a sigh.

Tae Hwan, who had been disheartened by Bodam’s heavy sigh, was about to lower his head, but then lifted it again.

Sensing the guiding mixed in with his warm breath.

“Lee Tae Hwan.”

Bodam, who had caressed the deep claw mark on his heart, sent out his guiding.

Tae Hwan, who had been preparing to be scolded, wore a dazed expression at the sudden guiding.

“If you leave your wounds as they are again in the future.”

“I won’t.”

Fearing that Bodam might say he would leave, Tae Hwan quickly shook his head and cut him off.

At this, Bodam, who had slapped Tae Hwan’s foot, continued his warning.

“I’m going to set limits on the guiding.”

Bodam was about to say he wouldn’t give him guiding, but just said he would give him less.

He felt like this would happen again in the future.

It wouldn’t be easy to fix a habit that had been going on for 6 years since he had become an Esper.

He felt like his own insides would burst if he couldn’t give guiding to the injured Lee Tae Hwan, so he decided to just set limits.

“No more kisses, and no more hugging.”

He even showed him a firm example, saying he would only hold his hand like this.

He held Tae Hwan’s hand tightly and sent out the guiding tantalizingly, bit by bit.

Originally, he could fully convey guiding with just his hands, but he deliberately pretended he couldn’t.

Because he thought Lee Tae Hwan would hear it as a warning that way.

Peck.

Tae Hwan’s lips touched Bodam’s face, who had been making a stern expression.

He, who had been just listening quietly, began to peck his pale cheeks as if possessed.

And Bodam stayed still again.

Without pushing away Tae Hwan, who was kissing him without any warning.

“Ah!”

As if a kiss on the cheek wasn’t enough, Tae Hwan, who had opened his mouth wide, bit his plump cheek.

Lightly, as if just tasting it before taking a bite.

“Don’t bite!”

“Does it hurt?”

No. It didn’t hurt.

Still, he couldn’t be bitten by a person, so he tried to tilt his head back.

Before that, Tae Hwan’s hand, which had been on standby, gently wrapped around the back of Bodam’s head, preventing him from escaping.

“Am I something you eat!”

“Mmm- delicious.”

“Stop it, you bastard!”

Tae Hwan immediately pulled his lips away and laughed, licking the spot where his teeth had touched with his tongue.

After confirming that Bodam wasn’t pushing him away for real, he went down to his lips again.

The kiss, which had become as familiar as a handshake, started with light pecks and then deepened with a wetter sound.

Tae Hwan firmly supported Bodam’s waist so he wouldn’t fall over, and Bodam gripped his firm forearm tightly, pretending to push him away.

The two pressed their lips together until the breath exhaled through their noses gradually became ragged.

They tilted their heads, looking for an angle to go deeper into each other, and busily came and went to every corner of their mouths.

Their touching chins were pressed, and their endlessly moving cheeks were flushed.

Bodam’s legs, which had entered Tae Hwan’s embrace, were draped over his thick thighs.

A distance just enough for a small fist to barely fit was precariously maintained between their centers, which were almost touching.

As the kiss deepened, their breaths would shorten whenever the hardened fronts of their pants brushed against each other.

A Yoon Bodam who was pretty, cute, kind, and even sexy.

Tae Hwan bit and sucked on such a Bodam, admiring his own patience at every moment.

Whenever Bodam unconsciously moved his hips a little, an alarm bell would ring in Tae Hwan’s head.

It was getting harder and harder to hold onto the heat that was reaching its limit, but he never pulled his lips away.

He just controlled the speed, focusing all his senses only on Bodam.

When the aroused Bodam flinched his pelvis, he would press between his thighs, pretending it was a mistake.

“Haeu…”

“Sorry.”

When he made a frustrated expression while kissing, he would cross his legs and give him a slow, deep stimulation.

Pretending it was a mistake, of course.

“Ngh.”

“We keep touching.”

Lee Tae Hwan did not get greedy with Yoon Bodam.

He was fine just like this, and above all, he was afraid that Bodam, tired of him increasing his pace, would leave again.

The well-laughing and well-eating Tae Hwan was actually always anxious.

In the time without Bodam, he was restless, wondering if he would not come back, and even when he was by his side, he was on edge, thinking he would just leave.

If he were to lose Bodam again, then.

His stomach churned at just the thought.

“Tae, Hwan.”

Bodam, who had grabbed the suddenly melancholic Tae Hwan’s cheek and pulled him away, called him.

Tae Hwan, who licked his lips as if in regret, met the eyes of Bodam, who was catching his breath.

‘I want to do more. I want to do more. Can’t we continue?’ He poured out the words silently, his sharp eyes, their edges now dulled, narrowed.

Even without opening his mouth, Bodam heard it all.

“Does it hurt?”

Bodam read Tae Hwan’s unstably rising and falling wavelength and observed him.

Wondering if he had scratched the gouged wound, he gently blew on the long red scar on his left cheek with his mouth.

“It doesn’t hurt.”

“Really?”

Tae Hwan looked like he was in pain.

He didn’t look entirely happy even while kissing him.

‘Is he tired? Should I give him more guiding?’

Bodam shrugged his shoulders at the unabated heat of his entire body, but was busy observing Tae Hwan’s condition.

He gently spread his white hand and caressed the spot where the creature’s claws had grazed, from top to bottom.

“It doesn’t hurt when you’re here.”

Tae Hwan whispered to Bodam, who was concentrating guiding in his palm and making the torn skin absorb it.

At the voice filled to the brim with sincerity, Bodam felt a strange feeling, as if his chest were tingling.

It wasn’t the first or second time Lee Tae Hwan had said something embarrassing, but his heart was beating particularly loudly.

The pounding in his chest was so suffocating that he felt like he wanted to take his clothes off.

“I’ll, I’ll make it hurt even less.”

Bodam, who had spat out the words in a fit of anger, did something more than words.

He grabbed the hem of his shirt and roughly lifted his arms, throwing it off.

Since he had seen a lot of things somewhere, it was quite a powerful undressing.

“You take yours off too…”

But the inexperienced voice trembled powerlessly.

Tae Hwan, who was mesmerized by his pale bare skin from the failed tanning, tilted his head.

“I’ve already taken mine off.”

“The bottom too.”

“……”

“Take it off. All of it.”

‘I can’t do that.’ Tae Hwan was certain that if he took off even his underwear here, there was a 120% chance he would cause an accident.

He, who quickly pulled down his pants and black drawers and threw them under the bed, had his body and mind playing separately.

His head was saying no, but his body was already taking everything off.

“T-turn off the light.”

Bodam, who was startled by the dangling presence revealed between Tae Hwan’s legs after he had flung off his clothes, turned his head.

‘As expected… it was big. Isn’t that too big?’

Bodam, whose vision became comfortable after the light was turned off, hesitantly pulled down his own pants.

Since he had said it with his own mouth first, he manfully took off even his underwear, revealing his pale naked body.

He thought it was a relief that it was dark, but Bodam had underestimated an Esper’s vision.

“Are you… hard?”

Bodam, who had been sitting with his legs spread wide, quickly closed his knees at Tae Hwan’s question.

Only then did it occur to him that Tae Hwan, who was an Esper, could probably see everything.

‘But, did he just ask if I’m hard? …Did he just ask if that is fully hard?’

“It’s not fully hard!”

Bodam, who was intimidated by Tae Hwan’s large member, flared up.

Tae Hwan, who was seeing the completely naked Bodam for the first time, wiped his face, thinking it was a dumb question even for him to ask.

He had gotten too excited and misspoke.

It was a feat in itself that he had maintained his sanity upon seeing Bodam get an erection from their kiss.

Yoon Bodam’s thing was also small and pretty, just like his appearance.

No, it wasn’t small.

It was quite a bit bigger than he had imagined.

“Shall we lie down?”

Tae Hwan, who had confirmed Bodam’s answer with his expression, naturally lay down.

He pulled a pillow over, made Bodam’s posture comfortable, and swallowed his ragged breath, continuing the kiss.

Even as his senses became more sensitive, his mind gradually became hazy.

It felt as if hot milk had been poured into his head.

When Tae Hwan, who had relaxed him with a kiss, asked if he could touch him, Bodam mumbled to just touch.

“Ah…!”

As soon as Tae Hwan’s hand touched his already aroused genitals, it became so hard that his thigh muscles tensed up.

It was Bodam’s first time.

Being touched by someone else.

He had definitely given his permission with a clear mind, but he was so flustered by the excessively unfamiliar stimulation that he held his breath.

Tears already welled up at the sensation of the large palm stroking up the shaft.

“Haeut.”

As Tae Hwan’s tongue stimulated the hard roof of his mouth, Bodam burst out the breath he had been holding and moaned.

Bodam, who was clinging to Tae Hwan’s body that was covering him like a blanket, groaned, held in his cave-like embrace.

It was too much of a stimulation for Bodam, who rarely even masturbated.

As Tae Hwan, who had stopped kissing, moved his hand even faster, his groans gradually grew louder.

He wanted to tell him to stop for a moment, but only strange moans came out of his mouth.

The sounds he was making were as unfamiliar as being touched.

Just when he was doubting his ears, wondering if it was really his voice.

“Ah, wai, t-!”

Bodam, whose waist trembled, came.

Tae Hwan stared intently at Bodam, who was panting as he ejaculated a thick liquid in his hand, as if to engrave him in his eyes.

The wet corners of his eyes, the reddened tip of his nose, and his glistening lips.

He picked them apart one by one, licking him with his gaze, to never forget Bodam’s sexy face.

Even the word “pretty” was getting old.

He just looked like he would make a person go crazy.

How could anyone not like this Yoon Bodam?

Tae Hwan, who massaged between Bodam’s wet legs again, bit into his wide-open lips again.

Tae Hwan’s roughened tongue tip traced his teeth and pressed on his mucous membrane.

His breath, which was conveyed to Bodam’s cheek and inside his mouth, gradually quickened.

“Haa-.”

Tae Hwan, who was filled with heat, spread Bodam’s legs and thrust his own erection between them.

Bodam, who was out of his mind from the feeling of ejaculation, looked up at Tae Hwan with unfocused eyes.

His sharp face was captured in his vision, which had grown accustomed to the darkness.

His fiercely slanted eyes looked as if they would devour him.

Tae Hwan’s black pupils shone like those of a beast, not a person.

The tip of his glans, from which a sticky liquid was seeping out, brushed against Bodam’s inner thigh and tried to dig in deeper.

The flinching Bodam barely moved his limp legs and blocked his invasion.

‘Not yet. This is scary.’

“I won’t.”

Tae Hwan, who had pulled his hips back, said, letting out an ragged breath.

‘I won’t do it. Sorry.’ It was a firm tone, as if a warning to himself, not Bodam.

After that, he really did just touch, as Bodam had said.

From head to toe, he kneaded and sucked on Bodam like a rice cake until the sun came up.

He repeatedly performed an act similar to insertion, pressing Bodam’s re-erected penis against his own, and made him come twice.

Tae Hwan even came alone between the legs of Bodam, who was crying that nothing more was coming out.

Bodam, who was completely worn out by Tae Hwan, just cried until the sun came up, regardless of guiding or anything else.

As if Tae Hwan also knew that they were not tears of pain or dislike, he pretended to comfort Bodam and didn’t leave him alone for a single moment.