“Let’s go back now.”
When the two who took charge left their seats, the interest also died down. Dojin confirmed that he’d satisfied their curiosity to some extent and looked after Habin.
While there were few people who would offer him drinks, that wasn’t the case for Habin, so he was quite drunk. Not to mention he’d acted charmingly in front of others. Even though he’d prevented him from drinking more than his usual capacity, seeing him like this, he must have been tired. Though the person himself seemed unaware of it.
“Mm, okay.”
Habin, who had been looking at the alcohol with lingering eyes, soon shook his head and brushed it off. He wanted to drink more, but he hadn’t forgotten the fact that he had class tomorrow.
“But what about our car? You drank too.”
“Don’t worry. I called someone.”
“Already? Then aren’t they waiting?”
Habin urged Dojin to hurry, but he refused, saying he might fall. Thanks to Dojin’s hand holding his shoulder, Habin obediently stood by his side and walked in step with him.
“But where should we go?”
“We just need to get out of the alley.”
As Dojin said, when they came out to the main road, a familiar car was visible. It seemed they’d been waiting, just as Habin guessed.
Habin, who got in the car with Dojin while covering his ears that had gotten cold from the chilly wind with his hands, realized a familiar person was sitting in the driver’s seat.
“Hello.”
“Yes, good evening. Will you be going straight home?”
“Yes.”
While Dojin briefly conversed, Habin, who had roughly placed his things under the seat, wiggled around and lay down using Dojin’s thigh as a pillow. Dojin chuckled at the weight he felt on his thigh and gently stroked his hair.
“Then I’ll come see you tomorrow at 30 minutes later than usual.”
“Yes. Please do that.”
Habin, who was lying with his back to the driver’s seat, pressed close to the backrest at the unstable feeling. At that, Dojin stretched out his arm to support Habin’s back.
Like that, Habin, who brought his face close to the crotch area, came face to face with a somewhat bulging part.
What’s this? Though his judgment was slower than usual, drunk on alcohol, he steadily came to an answer. Come to think of it, Dojin’s storage direction was to the left.
Habin, who had been staring blankly at the penis wrapped tightly in clothes, pursed his lips with some thought and bit the bulging tip. Then he let out a deep breath, “Huu.”
Since it was still cold, the breath wasn’t felt strongly, but because the distance was close, the heat of his breath could be felt. Dojin almost let out a short moan at Habin’s sudden action but barely held it in.
“Lee Habin.”
The voice that sank low warned briefly, but a colt drunk on alcohol sees nothing before its eyes. Habin, who giggled and laughed while holding his breath, brazenly rubbed his cheek against the part where the pants bulged.
Did he get brave after drinking? Dojin let out an empty laugh thanks to Habin’s behavior that he would never do normally, and waved his hand toward Secretary Han, who was sending a puzzled gaze through the rearview mirror, meaning it was nothing.
Dojin, who slid his body slightly while leaning his back against the seat, rested his arm on the window ledge. At Dojin’s gaze as if telling him to do as he pleased, Habin smiled with his eyes.
Though it was a somewhat brazen posture, it actually became more comfortable to play with Dojin’s thing. The penis, which had been reduced to a toy in Habin’s mind in an instant, was half-erect from the playful stimulation.
Though it was covered by cloth, that didn’t mean the outline couldn’t be seen either. If that were the case, he wouldn’t have been able to play the prank of biting the tip and blowing air on it.
He touched with his index finger the object that had narrowed his already narrow field of vision even more due to his posture of lying with his head on Dojin’s thigh. Rustle rustle, as he traced the protruding part with his fingertip and lightly rubbed it, the sound of cloth brushing echoed softly in response.
Though it was quite difficult to raise his arm through the narrow gap, he could feel the thigh he was resting on flinch and tremble. Perhaps feeling pleasure at the response coming as he touched it, Habin’s hand became quite bold.
“Haa—”
Dojin, who thought he would stop after doing it moderately, sighed at such behavior from Habin. However, hot breath was mixed in, giving off a suggestive feeling.
Dojin raised the arm that had been propping up his chin and swept back his hair. He looked down at Habin with his gaze lowered, but he was busy moving his hand.
When he checked outside the window, it was still far from arriving home. It seemed he shouldn’t leave him alone. Because even though his senses were dulled from drinking, all he’d done was wet his lips.
He moved the arm that had been wrapped around Habin’s back to grab the wrist that was caressing his thigh. Habin, whose movement was suddenly blocked, moved his eyes to look up at Dojin.
‘Why?’
Habin, who opened and closed his mouth with an innocent face, seemed to be expressing truly pure doubt. Though it didn’t work on Dojin, who knew Habin inside and out.
He chuckled at Habin’s behavior of imitating exactly what he’d done at the drinking gathering. When he lightly shook his head and sent a signal to stop, Habin slightly puffed out his cheeks.
Still, knowing that going further than this would be troublesome, Habin obediently lowered his arm. This wasn’t a space with just the two of them, and it was inside a car.
Of course, since it was regrettable to just back down, instead of the hand that couldn’t move, he bit the outline with his mouth. He wrapped it with his lips and chewed on it like that.
“Stop.”
At the half-hearted stimulating behavior, Dojin raised his eyebrows. He lightly pushed his forehead with a displeased look. Habin, who was pushed back according to his touch without resistance, was laughing while holding his breath.
Dojin tap-tapped the bridge of Habin’s nose, which was overflowing with mischief especially today. Habin, who had been blinking his eyes in time with the moment his hand touched, soon burrowed further inside and buried his face in Dojin’s stomach.
He pressed his face tightly into the stomach where firm muscles could be felt, befitting a body that was consistently maintained, until he was breathless. At the meaningless action, Dojin patted his shoulder. It didn’t matter as long as Habin didn’t give half-hearted stimulation.
“We’ve arrived.”
“Ah, I see.”
Dojin, who had been enjoying the sensation of soft hair slipping out from his hand, raised his head at Secretary Han’s words. Likewise, Habin also half sat up, but swayed for a moment as the drunkenness came around.
Dojin, who held such a Habin firmly, gently rubbed the cheek of the person blankly blinking his eyes.
“Should I carry you?”
“Mm, it’s not to that extent.”
Still, I’m a little dizzy though.
After sitting still for a moment, when the dizziness passed, Habin gathered his things and got out of the car with the help of Dojin who had gotten out first. Soon, while hanging on his shoulder, he returned the greeting to Secretary Han who was seeing them off.
“Have a safe trip.”
“Yes. Have a good night.”
Habin, who returned the greeting with an awkward smile at the action of bowing, was led away by Dojin. Upon entering the elevator, Habin, who realized they were completely alone just the two of them, stood on tiptoe.
Though lifting his chin would be enough, Dojin slightly bent his body to match the footwork that openly showed his excited mood from drinking.
“Are you just going to sleep today?”
“Then?”
At Dojin’s question back, Habin kissed his chin. As he nibbled on the skin enough not to leave a mark, Dojin slightly turned his head. When he licked the lips that came before his eyes, he let out a low laugh.
That too was brief, as he kissed deeply and mixed tongues. Habin, who had been concentrating on the act of sharing breath while gripping Dojin’s clothes, separated from him at the sound of the elevator stopping.
When he checked the floor, it was time to get off, so Habin got off first. Dojin followed behind Habin, who was pulling his arm.
Dojin, who had been watching the person pressing the keypad with more careful touch than usual, couldn’t stand it and stretched out his arm to press it instead. Habin, wrapped up by Dojin, laughed while leaning his body against the broad chest.
Habin entered through the door that opened first. Thud, the door closed with a loud sound. Habin, who was about to take off his shoes and leave the entrance, was caught by Dojin.
“Are you really doing it? You have to wake up early tomorrow.”
“Who was it that seduced first?”
He grabbed the shoulder of Dojin, who trailed off his words and pressed their bodies together. When Dojin supported his buttocks and lifted him, Habin burst out laughing as if pleased.
“I don’t know if it’s okay to exert yourself here.”
“I’ll finish quickly.”
When Dojin kissed him briefly like pecking, he opened and closed his mouth at the ticklish sensation. Habin, who slightly turned his head to avoid it, continued the question that still wasn’t finished.
“Then you’re only going to do petting?”
“If you don’t want to, forget it.”
“I never said I didn’t want to.”
Habin, who wrapped his legs around Dojin’s waist as he stepped back, grabbed his cheeks and kissed him. Watching Habin, who closed his eyes tightly and passionately mixed tongues, he entered the room while searching for it with sidelong glances.
He found the bed in the room where the light wasn’t even on and laid Habin down. Habin, who grabbed the blanket with his hand at the mattress texture different from usual, realized it was the bed in the small room.
He couldn’t sleep in a bed dirtied with bodily fluids, so he must be planning to just move their bodies later.
When he was having such thoughts, Dojin undid his belt buckle. Habin, who came to his senses at the sound of metal clashing, fumbled and tried to undo the buttons but gave up. Was it because his body was languid? He only kept missing.
While Dojin undressed him instead of such a self, Habin grasped in his hand the penis that had already deflated. He diligently stroked it with both hands to make the thing that held warmth and pulsed small become hard.
Though he couldn’t see it, the sensation felt in his hands was enough. Because he knew where the parts Dojin felt were.
He rubbed the pre-cum that flowed from the glans that gradually became hard on his palm. Dojin let out a moan in his throat at the touch that spread the slippery liquid and stimulated the tip so it wouldn’t hurt.
Soon Dojin briefly stopped Habin’s hand. When he grasped Habin’s penis that had revealed itself outside together, Habin slightly bounced his hips.
Give that driver a raise dawg