Chahyun liked this side too, but since last time Yiyoung had made such a fuss about going slowly, he found it puzzling. For some reason, Yiyoung shook his head to avoid their faces getting closer and mumbled.
“I want to hurry up and do it with Chahyun-ssi’s…”
“Ah.”
Chahyun’s head spun with the thrilling shiver that instantly ran up his spine.
Before he could even process the thought, his member swelled as if about to burst. Power and speed automatically intensified in his fingers widening the entrance. At the suddenly roughened touch, Yiyoung cried out.
“Ah! Aang, ah! Ahng!”
Chahyun glared at Yiyoung with fierce eyes and warned.
“Don’t come from just my fingers.”
If Yiyoung went and passed out by himself after getting him this hard, it really wouldn’t be fun. He’d wake him up and do it anyway. Even while moaning mindlessly, Yiyoung nodded vigorously. Then he covered his face with both hands as if trying to suppress the rapidly rising pleasure. Following that came the sound of him trying to hold back the moans that burst out automatically through his tightly sealed lips.
Yiyoung’s body shook lightly up and down as if being thrust by a cock, due to the movements that grew rough with urgency. The more he felt it, the more Yiyoung’s member, dangling in the air, dripped with precum.
A whimpering sound finally leaked through Yiyoung’s teeth.
“It’s… ready now… So, put it in.”
Even knowing they were far from ready, it was a temptation he couldn’t refuse.
Chahyun undid his belt buckle with his teeth clenched tight. Not having the energy to remove all his lower clothing, he hastily pulled out only his member, but didn’t forget the condom.
Gripping his menacingly erect member, Chahyun tore open the condom wrapper with his teeth. He skillfully put on the condom fitting his size with one hand, then spread Yiyoung’s buttocks apart. He aligned the tip to the entrance and thrust his hips forward.
When the glans pushed into the hole, Yiyoung let out a moan close to a scream.
“Haht!”
That alone made Chahyun’s entire body stiffen. He couldn’t move an inch as if tied with rope, and cold sweat seemed to flow down his temple.
He could push in like this, but—
With painstaking patience, Chahyun kneaded Yiyoung’s buttocks and said.
“This won’t work.”
“Heu…”
Moisture pooled between Yiyoung’s thinly opened eyelids. Chahyun lowered his upper body to kiss Yiyoung’s cheek and coaxed.
“I’ll pull out.”
Though in reality he’d barely put anything in. Chahyun wanted to cry too.
For some reason, Yiyoung glared at Chahyun resentfully and pushed down both corners of his lips into a pout. Just as Chahyun was puzzled, Yiyoung pushed hard against Chahyun’s shoulders. Chahyun’s upper body was raised without him realizing it, then he flopped down onto the mattress.
Chahyun looked bewildered at Yiyoung, who sat astride him with legs spread.
“Bae Yiyoung-ssi…?”
“I’ll do it on top.”
Chahyun’s mouth gaped open at Yiyoung’s bold answer, dumbfounded. Before he could even understand the situation, Yiyoung raised his knees and lifted his hips. Then he reached back with his hand to grasp Chahyun’s erect member.
Skillfully aligning the tip of the member to his hole, Yiyoung slowly lowered his hips. Before long, Yiyoung stopped abruptly at an awkward height and moaned, tears streaming down.
“Ahh… uh, heut.”
Since this was clearly a pained reaction, Chahyun stroked Yiyoung’s thighs and said.
“Yiyoung-ssi, don’t push yourself.”
“Hah. Uh, heu.”
With an expression that showed he couldn’t hear Chahyun’s voice, Yiyoung breathed roughly. Soon he held his breath and lowered his hips even more, practically forcing the member into himself.
After struggling for a while, Yiyoung suddenly let out the breath he’d been holding with a loud gasp. Then he glanced back as if wanting to visually confirm how much of the member had entered. From his tearful expression, it seemed to fall short of expectations. In reality, less than half the member had been inserted.
With his gaze fixed on their joined parts, Yiyoung placed both hands on Chahyun’s stomach. Yiyoung began slowly moving his clumsily bent body back and forth.
Chahyun let out a low exclamation at the pleasure coming from his half-swallowed member.
“Ah.”
So satisfied that strength entered his hands that had been gently stroking Yiyoung’s thighs. Yiyoung, as if not even feeling his thighs being painfully squeezed, only stared at the member hiding inside his hole before sliding back out again.
As Yiyoung moved monotonously for a while as if carving a path for the member inside his inner walls, the signs of pain gradually disappeared from his face. When gradually taking the member deeper, he even let out moans that one might make when eating delicious food. Before long, it began to slide in and out smoothly up to the base.
Only then did Yiyoung turn his head toward Chahyun, taking his gaze off their joined parts—his face was one completely intoxicated with ecstatic pleasure. Chahyun found his face swaying to a gentle and lively rhythm even more arousing than the stimulation from his member.
Chahyun raised his upper body and finished removing Yiyoung’s shirt. Even while moving his hips flexibly and skillfully, Yiyoung obediently raised his arms to be undressed. As soon as he was naked, Chahyun pulled Yiyoung’s back tightly into an embrace and kissed him deeply. Yiyoung also wrapped both arms around Chahyun’s neck, pressing their bodies together without any gaps while pounding his hips.
The sound of their lower bodies’ skin slapping together grew louder. As the movements grew rougher and their breathing became labored, they simultaneously pulled their lips apart without either leading. The moans bursting from each of their lips harmonized together.
“Ha. Ang, aang, ah. Ah,”
“Huu, heup. Ha.”
Matching Chahyun’s movements thrusting his member upward, Yiyoung raised his knees then slammed down fiercely. He could feel Yiyoung’s inner walls squeezing his member mercilessly. Chahyun gripped Yiyoung’s pelvis to hold him in place and thrust his lower body up hard.
The moment a cold sense of liberation attacked his lower body, Yiyoung arched his back sharply and came. Yiyoung sprayed thick fluid on Chahyun’s stomach and chest and moaned softly.
“Heut.”
“Haah…”
Chahyun couldn’t hold back a satisfied moan either.
As he tilted his head back savoring the pleasure of climax, Yiyoung’s head drooped over one shoulder. Chahyun wrapped his arm around Yiyoung’s waist to keep him from falling sideways. Likewise, he grasped his member, which was trembling with the afterglow of orgasm, and kneaded it as if squeezing out the semen.
After doing that for a while, Yiyoung’s trembling suddenly stopped. Chahyun tilted his head to look at Yiyoung’s face and asked.
“Bae Yiyoung-ssi, are you sleeping?”
Yiyoung was making soft breathing sounds with a thoroughly exhausted face.
With a grinning face, Chahyun gently laid Yiyoung on the bed. Carefully lifting Yiyoung’s head so as not to wake him, he adjusted the pillow to the right height, then pulled up the blanket and meticulously covered him.
When he closed his eyes under the same blanket as Yiyoung, drowsiness quickly came over him.
***
At the same time, in Chairwoman Moon Igyeong’s office.
Director Jin Gicheol gave Chairwoman Moon a report not much different from usual. Naturally, it was a report about the private life of her youngest brother, Moon Chahyun, Executive Director, whom the Chairwoman wouldn’t feel pain for even if she put him in her eye.
Chairwoman Moon briefly summarized the documents Jin Gicheol had prepared in detail.
“I could understand him paying off the 60 million won loan, but I don’t like that he rented this penthouse-type officetel.”
Jin Gicheol felt cold sweat seeping down his back for no reason. Even though it had been well over 10 years since he’d worked under Chairwoman Moon, the tension when dealing with her hadn’t eased one bit. Especially since Chahyun had started dating, he’d constantly felt like walking on thin ice.
Chairwoman Moon asked in a seemingly intrigued tone.
“What does it look like to you, Director Jin? Does it seem like a serious relationship?”
Chairwoman Moon had asked the same question when she first heard news of his romance.
It had been right before Chahyun lost his memory. Until then, Executive Director Moon Chahyun had skillfully hidden Bae Yiyoung’s existence from Chairwoman Moon without a trace. Back then, Jin Gicheol had been entirely Chahyun’s person, so he’d naturally cooperated. He didn’t know how the other leads had been bought off.
Chairwoman Moon asked again with a sharp, gleaming smile in her eyes.
“Didn’t you say it seemed like they’d meet briefly and break up?”
Chairwoman Moon had only learned of Bae Yiyoung’s existence on the day Chahyun had his car accident. It was because his phone, which even Chairwoman Moon hadn’t known he possessed, had been carelessly exposed. Even then, Jin Gicheol had never dreamed that Chahyun would develop amnesia, so he’d glossed over it with suitable words.
He couldn’t change his story now. His opponent was none other than Moon Igyeong.
