As if hyung-nim’s body heat still lingered, the lips I’d licked with my tongue were still warm. And hyung-nim’s gaze remained fixed on my lips, never leaving.
I could hear ragged breathing. We were close enough that I couldn’t tell if it was mine or hyung-nim’s.
“I already threw a tantrum. I want to do it one more time.”
With one hand, I pulled hyung-nim’s wrist toward me. Hot breath escaped from my lips. And once again, I pulled hyung-nim’s face closer.
This time, there was no hesitation, no caution.
“…I want to do more.”
With the smell of alcohol and body heat mixing together, our lips overlapped again.
Hyung-nim took a deep breath first. Slowly, then completely. Enough that I could hear the sound of something he’d been holding back crumbling.
It was the moment hyung-nim’s hand cradled the back of my head.
Warm fingers slowly slid down along the nape of my neck. Goosebumps rose on my skin following the trail they traced.
As my lips parted slightly, hyung-nim’s breath seeped deep into my mouth.
The tip of his tongue carefully swept across my lower lip. Soft and slow, a movement as if savoring the taste. My whole body tingled as if electricity was flowing through it.
“Heu…”
A small moan escaped from my throat without my realizing it.
At that sound, strength entered hyung-nim’s hand. The hand gripping my nape fixed me firmly in place.
I gripped hyung-nim’s shirt tightly. Through the wrinkled fabric, I could feel the firm outline of his chest. As I panted for breath, hyung-nim’s hand that had slid down my back wrapped around my waist and pulled me even closer.
When our bodies were completely pressed together, the sound of each other’s heartbeats rang out, intertwined.
The closer our bodies got, the deeper the tongue went. It swept past my lips, traced the roof of my mouth, and tangled with my tongue. The moist, hot sensation made my mind feel dizzy.
Hyung-nim’s lips twisted at an angle and burrowed even deeper. Greedily enough to leave no room to breathe.
As our tongues mixed, sweet saliva flowed in. My head grew foggy as the hazy feeling mixed with the hot body heat transmitted through our touching skin.
“Ha, heut. Mm…”
A small moan escaped again. Hyung-nim’s lips pulled away briefly, then came back, pressing down harder.
The kiss that had started gently at first was no longer like that. As the dense sensations continued, my breathing gradually became more labored. It felt like my whole body would melt.
Without realizing it, I pushed hyung-nim away to breathe, our lips separated then reconnected. Twice, three times it continued, and finally hyung-nim pulled back slightly. I let out a small cough.
He didn’t completely separate our lips. We were at a distance where they almost touched but not quite.
Hyung-nim’s breath brushed against my lips.
“…Heu, hyung-nim.”
I looked at hyung-nim with my eyes half-open. Somehow, hyung-nim’s eyes looking down at me were darker than usual.
My two arms, with nowhere else to go, wrapped around hyung-nim’s neck. Each time our tongues tangled and burrowed deep again, moans continuously escaped through my parted lips.
It felt like time had stopped. Every time our tongues tangled, my mind grew hazy, and gradually the boundary between dream and reality was becoming blurred.
Perhaps because of that, I couldn’t see hyung-nim’s expression clearly right now.
“Hajin-ah.”
“…Mm?”
I answered vacantly and kissed hyung-nim again.
Cough, before long I was coughing again. As our gazes met, the coughing gradually subsided.
“Heu.”
How was I supposed to breathe? In my burning frustration, whimpering sounds came out without my realizing it.
“Listen to me.”
The low, deep voice touching my breath tickled behind my ear. Our lips had clearly separated, but just the voice alone was making my mind dizzy again. A distinct heat was already rising from my belly. But I barely managed to collect myself.
“Hajin-ah, baby.”
“Yees.”
“Are you moderately drunk?”
I slowly shook my head with my eyes half-closed.
“Then, are you excessively drunk?”
I flinched. How drunk was I? More than that, right now I missed the lips that had briefly separated. I squeezed my thighs together and pulled on hyung-nim’s shirt.
“Moderately… no, a lot? Heu, I don’t know…”
Was that important, right now? I wanted to do something about this heat first. I wanted to stop holding back when those lips were right in front of me.
“Then breathe through your nose.”
“…”
“Open your lips.”
The moment I slowly closed my eyes while listening to his words, our lips overlapped again.
I closed my eyes. It was a dreamlike situation, an unrealistically ecstatic sensation.
Ah, I get it.
For a long time, I’d occasionally had very erotic dreams featuring Jeongwoo hyung-nim.
The locations varied, but it was mainly my bedroom—a dream of secretly meeting with hyung-nim who came while my parents were asleep.
Every time hyung-nim’s lips swept past my tongue, a thrill ran through me. At the same time, only the erotic dreams I’d been having repeatedly for so long came to my mind.
It was something that could never happen in reality, and that made it burn even hotter. It was the same now. Seeing my hazy mind floating as if above the clouds and my dark, blurry vision, it seemed I was in a dream featuring hyung-nim after a long time.
…My underwear feels tight.
I kept fidgeting with my thighs. I wanted to take it off, but I couldn’t quite bring myself to reach in and touch, just kept whining.
I was breathing better than before, and as my mind grew hazy, my lips were gradually becoming bolder too. I turned my head and bit and sucked on hyung-nim’s lips.
Whether it was because I’d done it once in reality, or because of the influence of alcohol, I was quite skilled in the dream.
It seemed experience was a big help. Hyung-nim, my only kissing partner in Lee Hajin’s life, led me much more smoothly than before, even in the dream.
“…Heu.”
More and more moans mixed in. In this familiar dream, I don’t directly touch hyung-nim’s genitals.
Even though I’d seen hyung-nim’s thing and had even seen it slightly erect, perhaps because its shape was too different from mine, I strangely couldn’t quite imagine hyung-nim’s fully erect penis.
Not only that, even when I watched erotic scenes, I couldn’t really imagine doing this and that with hyung-nim.
It was probably because I lacked experience. And thoughts that I shouldn’t do this with hyung-nim also had an influence. These thoughts would put on the brakes even in dreams.
Hyung-nim who came to my room for a secret meeting would kiss me and whisper his love, saying “Hajin-ah, I love you. I like you,” but wouldn’t directly touch me.
Instead, I would just rub my erect penis myself while listening to the sweet words hyung-nim occasionally whispered in my ear.
This time too, similarly, my hand was stealthily trying to head toward my underwear.
“Ha, uut.”
I can’t hold back anymore. My breathing gradually quickened. I pulled my lips away and let out heated breaths. My thighs squeezed together on their own because of the uncontrollable excitement.
It was the moment hyung-nim’s gaze, which had been tracing my lips, moved even further, further down.
“…”
Hyung-nim’s body noticeably stiffened. But I had no time to worry about hyung-nim I’d met in my dream. I was already at a point where I couldn’t control my arousal.
My underwear was already bulging as if about to burst through, and moisture was seeping from inside. I bit my lips briefly, then quickly pulled down my underwear and took out my erect penis. I’d often masturbated secretly from hyung-nim at home, but having gone through dark times recently, I’d been living without knowing sexual desire.
My penis, already erect as if swollen, felt like it would ejaculate from just a brush of my fingertips. Even as I gripped the shaft and shook it, I kept stopping my hand, unable to overcome the excitement.
“Haa, mm, ut, haut…!”
The way the waistband of my drawers kept pressing against the sensitized spot was also stimulating. I twisted my pelvis and whined, then finally threw off the obstructive scrap of fabric.
My socks still hadn’t been removed. I hadn’t touched one foot at all, and the white sock that had been partway removed still remained as it was on the other. With that, my toes curled.
I gripped my penis again then pulled my hand away in alarm. Because I was too erect, just lightly gripping the shaft felt intensely stimulating. I let go of my penis and clenched my fist.
“Heu…!”
The desire to touch and the desire to escape from the strong stimulation collided. Without realizing it, frustrated whimpering sounds came out. At the same time, I bucked my hips.
The back was also getting wet since earlier. My soaked bottom wetted the bunched-up blankets as it rubbed heavily. It was a much more indirect stimulation than gripping and shaking my penis.
“Ut, mm.”
Ah, it feels good.
“…Hajin-ah.”
Then, I heard hyung-nim’s voice.
Oh, hyung-nim was still here. I opened my eyes.
“You said you were only a little drunk.”
“When did I… ah, heut!”
I said vacantly.
“If you suddenly do this, you want me to get arrested? Hm?”
