Chapter 61: The End of Hibernation

The distance between them closed steadily. Yunhwan’s wavering hazel eyes slid past the handsome face descending toward him, landing finally on those moist, crimson lips.

“…….”

Min Seonghye, staring into the dark brown pupils that were beginning to show a strange luster, let out a soft chuckle.

“I guess you’re finally sobering up, Hyung.”

“…….”

“Your gaze is different from before.”

Long fingers began to gently stroke Yunhwan’s stiffened cheek. Having trapped Yunhwan’s tension within his palm, Seonghye whispered in a playful tone audible only to him. A suave voice escaped through a curiously upturned smile. He said something with a faint laugh, and as Yunhwan heard the pouring desires of the man above him, his brow contorted. Every word that had been kept damp and dormant for so long was erotic, and Seonghye showed no hesitation in overtly provoking him.

Then, without warning, Seonghye leaned down. With their chests nearly touching, he bit Yunhwan’s earlobe. As a hot tongue licked the shell of his ear with a squelching sound, Yunhwan pulled back his neck to escape the lewd sensation.

“Don’t be flustered. This is how people align their lips and their bodies. Ah, saying it like that makes me sound like a slut, but my body is purer than anyone’s.”

“Where… hng… do you even learn words like—”

“Books. If you’re curious, I’ll show you too, Hyung.”

As the deluge of words covered his face, Yunhwan’s handsome features were dyed red with shame. He clenched and unclenched his teeth, pushing hard against the upper body approaching him.

“Min Seonghye, stop—”

“I don’t think I’ve said anything so dirty that it should knock the soul out of you yet.”

Seonghye tilted his head with an ambiguous smile. As he straddled Yunhwan’s abs and spread his thighs further, the “tent” in his trousers became visible. With an expression that had no intention of hiding his rock-hard erection, the man locked eyes with Yunhwan.

“…Stop acting out and get off me.”

“Your pronunciation is getting clearer. Tsk, maybe I shouldn’t have stopped Seong-pil from bringing out the deodeok liquor.”

A deep laugh followed the remark. Pitch-black eyes stared intently at Yunhwan. Unlike his pure, wet eyes, the heat surrounding his murky pupils was alien.

“Is it really so strange that I want to repay my savior who saved my life in this way?”

“…Repay? What—ngh—hey—”

Yunhwan’s words cut off as he twisted his upper body. Fingers slid inside his T-shirt, raking across his ribs like a scratch, causing his frayed nerves to concentrate right there. The spot touched by those straight, smooth fingers burned as if branded by fire.

At the raw, unfiltered reaction of his own body, Yunhwan bit his lip, swallowing his irritation. The dense stimulations flowing from the other man were mercilessly invading every single cell in his body.

“…Stop, Min Seonghye, stop it.”

“Stop? We’ve come quite far for ‘stop.’”

The replying voice was teasing. When Yunhwan tried to twist away and escape, a firm palm caught his shoulder and pinned him down. Min Seonghye, still seated on his pelvis, reached one hand back.

“And Hyung, considering how old you are, how long do you plan on handling things alone with your hand?”

The scolding sound of his tongue-clicking was remarkably serious. He put strength into his reaching hand and forced open Yunhwan’s curling legs.

“When I’m right here… you don’t even think about taking me.”

In the midst of this, he seemed genuinely bothered by it, his eyebrows arching irritably.

“Isn’t it funny? I lose my mind just hearing the sound of you washing in the bathroom.”

“…What?”

“You know how dogs drool and cling to their masters just hearing the sound of kibble pouring? I’m like that. Though unlike them, I leak from below….”

The reaching hand began to slowly rub over Yunhwan’s groin. The back of the hand, where veins were bulging, persistently stroked between his twitching thighs. Min Seonghye smiled, rolling his hips suggestively atop Yunhwan’s abs.

“Hand. Move it.”

Yunhwan bit his lip at the hand overtly scanning his lower body. Seonghye’s eyes, slowly tracing Yunhwan’s face, fixated obsessively on one spot. In that feverish gaze, an unwanted psychological battle of exploration continued.

“It’s just the two of us here.”

“Ha, hng…!”

“What are you worried about?”

He crossed his arms and pulled his T-shirt off, tossing it aside. Even in the darkness, his ivory-toned body, packed with muscle, glowed beautifully. Even the faint moonlight coming through the window seemed to be absorbed by his body as if it belonged there, exuding a seductive aura.

Min Seonghye did not hide his desires, acting like someone who had waited for this moment for a very long time. The sound of his belt buckle undoing was stark. The fluster and shame became entirely Yunhwan’s burden, while Seonghye’s face, watching him, became flushed as if he were receiving an even greater stimulation.

“Kiss me.”

The voice, rasping at the end, was pulled like a trigger. Taking his hand off Yunhwan’s penis, which had begun to stir, Seonghye slid his hand under Yunhwan’s T-shirt. He gathered the firm pectoral muscles in his grip, rubbing and crushing them, and dropped his heat-filled gaze downward.

When his feverish breath descended right in front of Yunhwan’s nose, Yunhwan exhaled a short breath and turned his head. Because of that, their lips brushed precariously and missed. Seonghye’s brow furrowed irritably at the blatant evasion, but he soon let out a shallow laugh and redirected his lips.

“Watch closely how I do this.”

“…….”

“Because you’ll have to use it for reference next time.”

Fingers dug through Yunhwan’s brown hair, firmly gripping the back of his head. As sweat-slicked hair clung messily to the white hand, Yunhwan felt his neck being sucked while in a state of captivity. Hot lips suggestively toyed with the smooth stretch of his neck. Chasing the sound of the heartbeat, a rough tongue licked his throat with a wet sound.

“Stop, ah… ngh…!”

Everywhere the tongue rubbed felt beyond burning; the stimulation reached all the way to his toes. At the strange sensation soaking his spine, Yunhwan tried to escape by kicking the blanket away, but the other man showed no sign of stopping. The moment the lips holding his reddened skin finally descended to his collarbone, he urgently opened his mouth.

“Seonghye-ya…!”

However, the man whose name was called flicked his glistening pupils up for a second before quickly lowering them again. Pressing his naked upper body close, Seonghye grabbed Yunhwan’s chest. As he pushed up from beneath the pectorals with his palms, the corners of Yunhwan’s eyes turned completely red. No matter how much the muscular chest was gathered, it only served to stimulate a subtle sense of shame.

“What are you—ngh—”

“Why? Does it feel strange to be touched like this?”

The eyes seeking an answer sparkled mischievously. When Yunhwan avoided the question, both sides of his chest were gathered upward simultaneously, creating a shallow hill. Yunhwan bit his lower lip. It was appalling to him that his body was reacting to such base stimulation.

Min Seonghye buried his nose into the cleavage he had created. At first, he sniffed like a dog, then opened his mouth to reveal a red, snake-like tongue. The pointed tip of his tongue didn’t just rub between the mounds; it delved deep inside.

Burying the crown of his head into the messy bedding, Yunhwan gritted his teeth repeatedly. He tried to come to his senses and shake off the heat, but it wouldn’t go his way. The act of moving only to seek the other’s pleasure was becoming increasingly wet and heavy. The fingers that had been violating his chest at will now rubbed his stiffened nipple with the tips.

“Haa, ha….”

“React honestly, just like you are now.”

Yunhwan’s T-shirt, which had been pushed up to his chin, was stripped off in the blink of an eye. Before the cool chill of the room could cling to him, the hot body pressed down on his torso again. As their naked chests met, Yunhwan reflexively turned his head. In the middle of turning, he saw Seonghye bringing his mouth to his chest. His hazel eyes, realizing the situation, shook as if they might fall out.

“…!”

The moment Seonghye took the peak of his breast into his mouth, even the raised areola was sucked inside. Yunhwan gasped. On the other side, his erect nipple was caught between fingers and being twirled around. A lewdly blooming sensation began to settle thick and heavy deep within his body.

Min Seonghye, biting down hard on the chest, tilted his head this way and that, frantically sucking the flesh. The nipple, adhering to the mucous membrane of his mouth, was toyed with by his tongue with nowhere to run. Every time the peak of the swollen nipple was pressed by the tongue as if to pierce it, Yunhwan tilted his head back. The thick tongue suggestively licked up the pointed nipple. At the electric sensation shooting up his spine, his hazel pupils lost their way and wavered.

“Ah, ha-ah… ngh, Seonghye, ya—”

His reddened lips could no longer hold back and let out a panting breath. As the nipple began to be chewed lightly by teeth, strength entered his abdominal muscles. Dark eyes, glistening strangely, chased Yunhwan’s face. What was reflected in those pitch-black pupils was Yunhwan, with every inch of visible skin dyed red.

His body, swept up in the erotic sensation, was burning with heat everywhere Min Seonghye’s hands touched. At this sight, Seonghye pulled the corner of his mouth into a crooked smile.

“What should I do, with you becoming this sensitive?”

The face, flushed with excitement, asked mischievously.

“I really have to help you today. Right?”