Thud.
The robe he’d been wearing finally fell to the floor. Muyoung’s face flushed at his completely exposed naked body, but what bothered him more was Dowon’s skin sticking right against his back. It felt like his heart was beating in his ears. And the heavy mass blatantly pressing between his buttocks revealed his arousal, impossible to ignore.
A large hand slowly moved up and down over his chest. The gently caressing palm was warm and somewhat playful. Fingers passed over the small protruding nipple pretending not to know, nibbling as they went, which made Muyoung flinch even more.
From the moment he’d let Dowon into the room, he’d thought things would flow this way, but even with repeated contact, his body that always shrank felt so pathetic even to himself that he kept glancing nervously at the mirror in front of him. His two cheeks, a bit more flushed than before, and his bangs that had fallen messily from the shower made him look younger.
“What are you thinking?”
“…Just.”
Dowon, who pressed his lips against Muyoung’s bare shoulder and met his eyes through the mirror, asked. Before he knew it, his hand had descended below the waist and groped Muyoung’s sparsely haired groin. The movement of his fingertips touching the skin between the pubic hair, fiddling around, was bland, as if it wasn’t an action meant to arouse excitement. It was a ticklish touch, like stroking a well-fed animal. Even in the midst of that, Muyoung couldn’t answer. He just stared at Dowon’s eyes like an entranced person.
“Were you very startled earlier, or…”
“Ah, I’m fine. Just…”
Hm? Dowon’s lips touched Muyoung’s ear again as he still couldn’t answer, trailing off. When the questioning voice rang in his ear, Muyoung unconsciously bit and released his lower lip, letting out a heu, empty breath. Like a moan from a body that had heated up in an instant, a wind-like sound rang through his teeth.
As if he’d been waiting, Dowon’s hand grabbed Muyoung’s jaw and turned it to the side as far as it would go. Before he could respond to the tilted head and approaching lips, his body swayed and he had no choice but to place both hands on the mirror. It was that urgent a contact.
When the pushing tongue tip parted his teeth, Muyoung’s tongue tip also moved carefully as if searching for something. Dowon sucked sweetly on that red flesh without refusing it. Saliva pooled in the heated mouth and the wet sound of lips rubbing against each other heated his ears.
Dowon, who dropped his lips only after instinctively swallowing the saliva that had become too much while kissing, was already completely naked just like Muyoung. The sight of him grinning while lightly biting Muyoung’s flushed red cheeks didn’t look like the person who had just been acting like he’d devour his tongue.
“Don’t want to say?”
Muyoung, whose head had been continuously turned and was finally released so he had no choice but to meet Dowon’s eyes through the mirror, unconsciously averted his gaze slightly and mumbled.
“CEO-nim, with your bangs down you look young…”
“Is a youthful look your type? Or younger men?”
“That’s not it… Ah!”
His answering voice trembled weakly. It wasn’t because of the hot palm that touched his member that had already started to harden, nor because of the firm chest pressed against his back. It was because of Dowon’s eyes he’d glimpsed briefly. Even though they weren’t properly making eye contact, they were sharp and intense, so just receiving that gaze made his throat feel like it was burning. The deep, dark eyes were always like that.
Then, when the palm that had been touching below started stroking up from the root, Muyoung’s abdomen tightened.
“Then older men?”
At a distance where even breathing could be heard too close, it wasn’t easy to ignore the member being played with in large hands. At the naked movements of the man wriggling behind him as if heated up, Muyoung’s breathing became unstable instead. Even though it was by no means a fast movement, the already heightened tension raced sensitively over his skin, and the air in the room was appropriately heated with the warmth flowing from both of them.
“Heu… That’s, not it, not it.”
Muyoung’s head shook finely and the flushed skin rising to the back of his neck was clearly visible. Dowon rubbed his nose tip and lips over it while rhythmically stimulating the member he held in his hand. It didn’t take long for the already hardened shaft to be properly gripped and the tip to become wet.
Dowon, who sometimes pressed the sensitive tip with his thumb while slowly shaking it up and down, was relaxed. When he dully rubbed the parted slit of the glans where clear fluid was seeping out, Muyoung’s thighs trembled finely. Dowon’s movements that deliberately aroused him became increasingly colored, to the point where strength entered even to the fingertips gripping the mirror. Moreover, as if the shape of the member changing with varying hardness each time he moved his hand was exciting, Dowon’s caresses became a bit more mischievous. For Muyoung, it was a somewhat troubling matter.
“At times like this, you should say you like me even if it’s a lie.”
“…Nng, heu.”
The way he spoke while moving his lips slowly from below the earlobe to beside the nape was quite skilled. At times like this, his personality that wouldn’t yield to anyone showed through, making the fact that Dowon was an Alpha really hit home.
Muyoung’s face, which had heated up uncontrollably, was already hot. While he was briefly off guard, the member that lightly pressed against him from behind rubbed between his ass crack. Even though it wasn’t roughly digging or deliberately teasing, Muyoung had to squeeze his eyes shut then open them. He didn’t know what to do about this moment that only heated up more.
There was no coercion or force, but Dowon’s body standing firm behind him and controlling Muyoung was sufficiently intimidating in itself. But if asked whether it was just difficult and burdensome, that wasn’t it either. The breathing that wasn’t his own, the touch that kept pointing out sensitive places and heating him up, the wet lips rubbing against his skin awakened Muyoung’s instincts as time passed, making him want more stimulation. He tried to endure by firmly putting strength into his legs that kept trying to spread, but probably the man standing behind Muyoung was already confirming Muyoung’s body with his eyes.
His member honestly dripping clear pre-cum at the given stimulation was at least better off. Contrary to Muyoung’s efforts to act nonchalant, his breathing that came out was uneven. His fully erect member in Dowon’s grasp was wetly soaked thanks to the flowing pre-cum, making squelching sounds each time it was gripped by hand.
Then Dowon’s thick member dug between Muyoung’s legs, asserting its presence. And it stealthily touched the back of his testicles from the perineum, tapping and slowly prying open. That movement was unfamiliar yet evoked a strange sensation.
“At least here is honest.”
“Haa… Ah…”
The groaning sound escaping through his teeth was clearly heard even by Muyoung. It was a moan so desperate and blatant that he didn’t want to think it came from his own throat.
And Dowon’s hips gradually pushing and thrusting from behind to front wanted to draw out that reaction even more. Though he wasn’t blatantly acting mean, the sight of Dowon sucking on Muyoung’s shoulder and even setting his teeth to bite repeatedly showed he was struggling to hold back from wanting to spread his hole and ravish him right now.
With trembling hands, he tried to press down on Dowon’s thighs firmly to delay the excitement that kept rashly overtaking, but Dowon seemed to understand Muyoung’s gesture differently and instead began to dully circle the glans tip with his thumb while tapping up near the hole. It was much more stimulating than when going between his thighs. Moreover, Muyoung’s body, which already knew how to have sex, was steadily getting wet behind, even if a bit slow due to his worsened trait.
“Ah, nng…”
“It seems wet now… will you be okay?”
“Ha… just, you can just do it.”
“…You actually like it hurting, don’t you.”
Unlike his playful tone, desire was already writhing in Dowon’s eyes. Whether he meant he didn’t want to hurt Muyoung or did want to hurt him, his tone was ambiguous. But for now, his gaze was stolen by Dowon’s lips rising with a smirk. The face visible through the mirror in the dimly lit room with insufficient lighting was a bit more unfamiliar and sharp than usual. After hearing the stories entangled in complicated matters, it was Muyoung who had chosen this situation over being stuck alone in a hotel room with no one. But the fact that Dowon also responded to that wordless proposal meant he felt the same way.
“Heu…”
“A little, relax.”
Muyoung, who felt the body standing firmly behind him so as not to sway, unconsciously swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth. The moment he tried to relax his body while breathing thinly, strong grip power grabbed and spread one buttock. Dowon’s eyes were already staring down intently between Muyoung’s buttocks. The moment he firmly pressed the tip of his hardened member between the hole, his brow narrowed. As he slowly dug inside through the parting mucous membrane, his increasingly fierce gaze was naked.
“Hu…”
Because of the man’s face he discovered through the mirror, unable to contain his impulse, Muyoung already felt like his body was going limp. To the point where the stinging pain felt because he wasn’t yet wet enough, as Dowon said, rather felt like pleasure.
Dowon’s hand covered Muyoung’s hand that was gripping the mirror. Between the overlapping skin, sweat pooled, unable to withstand not only body heat but the hot heat of both. The thick member entering deeper and deeper took over the inside of Muyoung’s belly with a distinct presence.
“Haut, uh, nng…”
His vision gradually shook. The member that had been tightly filling the hole while spreading one buttock gained speed the more it moved, as if it had never been like that. As his behind, which had been slightly wet, gradually loosened and chewed on the shaft while embracing it, wet breaths burst from both Dowon and Muyoung’s mouths simultaneously. Between the two, as words decreased, moans and rough breathing filled in instead.
Receiving the member fiercely digging inside while standing was a more difficult task than expected. However, he couldn’t deny that the large body crashing into him strongly was pleasing right now. Muyoung desperately gripped Dowon’s hand interlacing between his fingers.
His body stuck close to the mirror slippery with sweat. As his body was pushed forward, he could see his highly excited member stuck to the glass that transparently reflected him. No, he felt it. Actually, what was accurate didn’t matter. Semen unable to overcome the excitement flowed from the already wet glans tip, rubbing all over the mirror drawing unclear trajectories. He knew he was showing all his sloppy corners, but he couldn’t stop this heat surging and digging into him.
“…You’re strangely sensitive today.”
