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Divorce In Bed 47

Yeohwi grinned foolishly.

“It feels so good. I wish you’d wash my hair every day.”

“Nonsense.”

Dowon sprayed water again to rinse out the shampoo.

The foam washed away. Dowon’s hand gently swept behind Yeohwi’s ears and the nape of his neck to wipe away any residue.

But, the moment his wide palm gripped his neck and his thumb rubbed the sensitive hollow behind his earlobe.

“Ngh……!”

Yeohwi’s body trembled as if jumping up.

A tingling current that started from where the touch landed on the nape of his neck instantly traveled down from his back, striking deep in his lower abdomen.

“Stay still. You’re splashing water.”

Dowon pressed down on Yeohwi’s shoulder with one hand to hold him in place. But Yeohwi couldn’t calm down.

Dowon’s gaze looking down from above, and the weight of the hand touching his head and shoulders scattered his mental fortitude.

‘What was that just now? I’m going crazy…….’

It felt too good.

It wasn’t simply refreshing, but stimulating and strangely arousing enough to make his hair stand on end.

Once he started perceiving it that way, every time Dowon’s fingers combed through his wet hair, the inside of his thighs tingled and tightened. His toes curled involuntarily.

“Ngh.”

A suppressed moan leaked from Yeohwi’s mouth. Dowon’s hand paused. But he ignored it and started rinsing the foam again.

The suddenly quiet Yeohwi was bothersome, but Dowon silently focused on washing his hair. The more he did, the more Yeohwi couldn’t calm down.

His long eyelashes trembled and his white forehead exposed by the wet hair twitched. His red lips parted slightly as he gasped for breath. For some reason, strength entered his lower body and blue veins stood out below his pure white nape.

“D-Dowon-ssi…… Just a moment.”

This won’t do.

Yeohwi couldn’t hold back anymore.

Perhaps because he couldn’t use his hands and hadn’t been able to masturbate for days, the sensation of blood rushing downward was blatant. An undeniable reaction raised its head over the thin patient pajama pants.

In this situation, with this body condition. He felt like a pervert, but his body was responding too honestly, and obscenely.

“Stop……. Stop.”

Yeohwi urgently covered his lower body with his bandaged arms and raised his head. His face was red.

“I’m done rinsing. Wait.”

Dowon bent down to turn off the water. Then his wet forearm touched Yeohwi’s cheek. When he felt the firm, hot muscles under the rolled-up shirt sleeve, Yeohwi’s breathing became rough.

“Ah!”

At that moment, Dowon’s gaze naturally rested on Yeohwi’s lower body.

His posture awkwardly bent at the waist. The shape bulging up like a tent over his pants. The more he tried to cover it up, the more blatant it looked.

“…….”

Silence flowed.

The bathroom atmosphere sank in an instant. Only the sound of water droplets falling from the showerhead echoed loudly, drip, drip.

“You do all sorts of things.”

Dowon swept his hair back with his wet hand.

His water-soaked face looked even more sexy and decadent in the thick steam.

“Dirty bastard. Did you drag me in here for this?”

“N-no!”

Yeohwi wanted to bite his tongue in shame. He instinctively raised his right arm to cover below, but the hard, thick bandage pressed against the sensitive area, almost making a suppressed moan burst out.

Trapped in the bathtub position, he couldn’t even twist his body. He could only watch Dowon’s mood with a face red enough to burst.

“This is, well, force majeure. It’s…… because I’m healthy.”

“Bragging, are we. If you’re that confident, go around without pants starting tomorrow.”

“Nooo……. Dowon-ssi is a man too, so you’d know…….”

“……Ha.”

Dowon’s low sigh echoed inside. That sound traveled along the bathroom walls and burrowed into Yeohwi’s ears.

“Move it.”

Dowon commanded briefly.

“……What?”

Yeohwi doubted his own ears. What did he just say? Did I hear wrong?

“Your arm, I said move it.”

Dowon commanded again. An irresistible pressure could be felt in that voice. Yeohwi’s mind froze white. All sorts of lewd imaginations and fear flashed through one corner of his mind simultaneously.

“R-really? But.”

Yeohwi hesitated, then slowly lowered his arm to the side with a trembling heart. Then his lower body that had been covered was completely exposed.

It wasn’t simply raised up. His thigh muscles were fully pumped, and the center swollen to bursting looked ready to tear through his bottoms.

The fabric clung to the angry flesh, blatantly revealing the shape of the veined shaft and the outline of the round glans. Even the color that had darkened from the wet tip.

Yeohwi’s body didn’t look lacking in any way.

His thick frame and firmly built thigh muscles, and even the clearly prominent pubic bone. It was as if a well-grown male beast was crouched in the bathtub.

Dowon looked down plainly at that blatant reaction. It wasn’t a contemptuous or disgusted gaze. It was just an indifferent, dry look, as if observing a biological phenomenon.

“You’re at a vigorous age indeed.”

Yeohwi’s face heated up even more. Thump thump. His heartbeat rang loud enough to fill the bathroom. His palms were drenched in sweat.

Dowon looked down at that appearance without any change in expression, then reached out his hand.

‘What, what! Is he, is he going to touch it? No way.’

Just as a greatly surprised Yeohwi was about to squeeze his eyes shut.

Shaaaaa!

A cold shower of water poured over his aroused lower body.

“Hup, hyah!”

Yeohwi screamed and twisted his body. Dowon turned the shower lever all the way to the cold side and shot the stream of water between Yeohwi’s legs.

“Raise your arms high. They can’t get wet.”

Dowon instructed callously.

“Ugh, ah, it’s too c-cold! Dowon-ssi!”

“Your ass needs some cooling down.”

Dowon thoroughly ignored Yeohwi’s struggling and persistently doused the erect male cock with cold water. The ice-cold stream of water directly hit the hotly heated center.

The shock from the temperature and the stimulation of water pressure pouring on the sensitive area. Yeohwi felt like he’d die of shame, but he also felt like he’d go crazy from the fact that Dowon was personally taking action to cool him down.

Was this punishment, or another form of caress? Every time the cold stream of water touched him, his firm thighs trembled convulsively. The wet patient gown stuck to his skin, completely revealing the lumpy mass of muscles from his abs to his legs.

Yeohwi bent his waist and panted.

“Heu, now, stop now…….”

Dowon’s face was expressionless without even a twitch, while he was soaking wet and letting out moaning breaths. Even in this situation, he felt too obscene for not being able to easily calm his erect lower body.

“I was wrong. Dowon-ssi, I did everything wrong…….”

“…….”

“Heu…….”

Yeohwi pleaded.

Dowon continued spraying water for quite a while after that, and only turned off the faucet after confirming that Yeohwi’s reaction had subsided a little.

His jet-black eyes looked down at Yeohwi trembling beneath him.

Pajamas soaking wet and clinging to his body. A flushed red face. And moist eyes. After sweeping over his firm chest and thick thigh lines in turn, he grabbed a towel from the shelf and tossed it onto Yeohwi’s face.

“Calm down the rest yourself.”

And Dowon coolly opened the bathroom door and left. Yeohwi stared blankly at the closed door with the towel draped over him.

Why was this? His lower body that had received the cold water baptism was cooling down, but the heat in his chest was burning even hotter instead. He was restless. His breath was completely blocked.

He actually felt like he was going crazy. He’d only thought Dowon would be disgusted and angry seeing him like this, but that wasn’t the reaction. So, in other words, it didn’t seem like he was repulsed.

‘He said he doesn’t touch kids…….’

Just now, didn’t he touch me a little……?

No……. Was it not?

‘I don’t know……. Damn.’

Yeohwi, his brow furrowed deeply, buried his face in the soft towel. He pressed his cheeks with the bandage lumps and swallowed a regretful, complicated sigh.

Divorce In Bed

Divorce In Bed

Status: Completed Released: 2 Free Chapter Every Tuesday
This work is set in a fictional modern world where same-sex marriage among chaebol families is natural, so please keep this in mind while reading #ObsessiveYoungerBabyBeastTop #OlderGuiltyHandsomeBottomTop #MarriageFirstLoveLater #ReverseCliché #TwelveYearAgeGap #CorruptedTop 'Have you ever tried to recapture a ruined first love?' Twenty-year-old Seong Yeohwi was excessively young. Young enough to devote his blood, flesh, and soul to his political marriage partner. But in the end, it was catastrophic. 'Can I grab that person and cut them up a bit?' They say painful love is still love, but what about revenge that's missed its timing? I still want to be his husband. *** "I don't touch kids like you." On their wedding night, he spoke as if simply notifying him of a fact. "Nothing will happen between you and me. Sharing our bodies even less so." "No. What if something does happen?" Yeohwi, catching his breath for a moment, asked outright. "H-how is a political marriage not still a marriage? To get married but not become a married couple—where's the logic in that?" "......" "Hyung...... Do Dowon ssi dislike me that much?" He felt scorching heat rising from the nape of his neck. Not knowing what to do, his lips merely twitched. Dowon's gaze leisurely swept over Yeohwi.

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