Ugh.
Hyedam let out a small groan at the pain he felt in his back. Just a few minutes ago, he’d been enjoying fireworks in the deserted garden. He couldn’t remember how he’d gotten inside or how he’d avoided people’s eyes.
Before he could even say “just a moment,” his lips that had been gaping were devoured by Leo. The clothes he’d been properly wearing had disappeared, whether stripped off or torn away, he couldn’t tell.
It seemed like he was always the one drunk, and Leo was always sober.
Hyedam’s arms instinctively wrapped around Leo’s neck, unable to shake off his tongue that twisted wetly against his. The coffee scent he felt with each breath seemed natural. Everything felt natural—the large, hot hands roaming over his skin, the mingling breaths, all of it.
When Hyedam panted for breath, unable to keep up with Leo’s stamina, and tried to avoid his lips even for a moment, Leo’s movements grew fierce.
Moans flowed from Hyedam’s mouth—whether from the strong force that seemed like it would break his body, or instinctively from a brain soaked in pleasure, he couldn’t tell.
“Ha. Leo… a bit.”
Rather than standing, lying down would be… Due to their height difference, Hyedam’s legs were currently floating in the air. Without his hands supporting his buttocks, it was obvious he’d fall straight to the floor.
As Leo released the strength in his arms and thrust up strongly, strength entered Hyedam’s arms.
“Say it again.”
At the grinding voice heard through Leo’s breath, much rougher than usual, the depths inside Hyedam’s body grew hotter. As always, his lower abdomen boiled intensely, and every cell in his body was making him realize he was alive.
In the sensation of pleasure and dull pain, feeling like he was drinking his fill of the coffee he always craved, Hyedam hugged him tighter. Through their touching chests, he could feel Leo’s heart beating fast and strong.
Missing the moment when his lips left, Hyedam’s lips instead sought out his.
“Lee Hyedam.”
Come on. Kiss me. Make it so I can’t think of anything.
Hyedam’s tongue, which smeared his lips against Leo’s, lips thoroughly soaked with saliva that might belong to either of them, traced Leo’s lips. It wasn’t difficult to take advantage of the gap when his lips parted slightly to explore inside his mouth too.
Mmm.
When Hyedam pulled away, Leo would follow so persistently, but now that Hyedam wanted it, Leo wouldn’t kiss him the way he wanted, and a sound of dissatisfaction flowed from Hyedam’s mouth.
“Say it again.”
What did I say? Knowing Leo wouldn’t move unless he answered, Hyedam, who had been chasing familiar pleasure, put strength in his legs.
“Bed.”
Can’t we go to the bed and roll around to our heart’s content?
“No.”
When all of Leo’s movements stopped—Leo who had just been attacking the places he felt and providing what he liked on his own—Hyedam slowly opened wide his downcast eyes. He also released the strength from his arms that had been hugging him tightly without any gap.
When a bit of distance was created between them, Hyedam, meeting Leo’s eyes, stuck out his tongue and ran it over his lips. Those deep eyes had grown even darker, and it felt like his whole body would be cooked by the heat flowing from him.
“Call me again.”
At Leo’s command-like words as they gazed steadily at each other, Hyedam’s lips opened of their own accord.
“Leo…”
Leo. Leo Lewis. He’d tried to call out his full name, but with Leo’s sudden movement after being still, Hyedam couldn’t fully contain his name in his mouth. The unfamiliar sensation transmitted by Leo walking with large strides while supporting his buttocks made Hyedam’s relaxed body stiffen and his toes curl.
“Again.”
“…Leo.”
The strong tremor that had filled his body passed, and Leo’s name flowed from Hyedam’s mouth once more.
“Only at times like this do you listen.”
The thought that the soft, plush blanket behind his back was cool lasted only a moment before Hyedam couldn’t think anything, just as he’d wanted. Only the instinct to pursue pleasure dominated Hyedam. When Leo pulled away, he instead desperately pulled him closer.
He grew hotter at Leo’s rough movements, and when his movements slowed, he arched his upper body to the fullest in frustration. It seemed natural to embrace him, and even if he melted away in the heat like holding a ball of fire, he couldn’t let go.
At the pain that came at the end of pleasure, Hyedam’s hands touched Leo’s shoulders. This kind of pain was a first—strength entered his arms instinctively trying to push him away at the pain that came instead of the comfort expected at the end of a fiercely raging storm.
“Shh. It’ll be okay.”
No matter how hard he pushed and pounded Leo’s shoulders trying to escape the pain somehow, Leo didn’t budge and instead hugged him tighter. Even when he shook his head saying no, it hurts, stop, Leo didn’t leave him.
At the pain that he couldn’t even twitch or avoid, Hyedam’s eyes finally grew wet.
“I’m sorry.”
If you know you’re sorry, stop this, whatever it is.
Tears kept welling up and he couldn’t see Leo’s face properly. Large hands wiped away the tears and his lips descended on his face. The Hyedam who had just been panting excitedly in his embrace was gone.
“Fuck. Get off.”
Hyedam, who had been sending eyes full of resentment toward Leo who had thrust this sudden pain into him, spat out curses and just closed his eyes.
* * *
Fuck. This is crazy. I’m crazy. Not even drunk. Not even a hormone-filled teenager, and at this age still rolling around blinded by lust without thinking. I should either die or cut it off or figure something out.
Hyedam moved as quietly as possible to get down from the bed, then bit down hard on his teeth at the pain flowing along his spine and just sat down. Thank goodness there was plush carpet—his bare buttocks and kneecaps almost got wrecked.
Swallowing the groan that wanted to come out and shedding a few tears, Hyedam chose to crawl slowly rather than stand up. The sound of dragging his knees as he crawled was also covered by the carpet. The first goal was to reach the pile of clothes at the room entrance without being caught by the deeply sleeping Leo.
When Hyedam, having barely crawled across the needlessly huge room to arrive at the door, let out a small sigh. But the sigh came out as empty wind rather than sound due to his hoarse throat condition.
Though a few buttons on the shirt had disappeared, it wasn’t damaged enough to be unwearable—neither laughing nor crying, Hyedam diligently found his clothes and threaded his arms and legs through them. His face, flushed red while full of bewilderment, barely stood up holding the wall due to his trembling legs.
What had happened at this wall. Cursing his brain for remembering the atrocity he’d committed at a time like this, Hyedam placed his hand on the doorknob. The early morning of midwinter was full of darkness, and Hyedam slowly moved his feet into the darkened corridor.
It wasn’t even the first time with Leo, but it was the first time being this hard. Until now, after spending nights with him, his body was stiff and uncomfortable but there was no big problem moving around—but his body drooping like he had body aches and his infinitely heavy legs constantly pulled him downward, finally making him sit on a bench. Fortunately having left the house without meeting anyone, Hyedam blankly stared at the parking lot he still had to walk far to reach.
His condition hadn’t been good lately. When the pain that remained imprinted on him at the end came to mind, Hyedam raised his hand and placed it on his lower abdomen. It had been frighteningly strong pain. And at the end of it, he’d lost consciousness—what had happened inside his body?
Though it was as hard as having a cold, his stomach didn’t hurt. While rubbing his lower abdomen and looking at the parking lot, Hyedam let out a groan and put strength in his body to stand up from his seat.
If I dawdle like this, the sun will rise.
Until yesterday, he’d thought what a wonderful house this is, I want to live in a house like this when I make money—but Hyedam was currently cursing this house. He felt keenly that a spacious house was utterly useless. His own house where he could solve everything in a few steps was the best. Why is it so far from the house to the parking lot! Where did all the carts that carried guests yesterday go?
Not wanting to walk, Hyedam looked around carefully. Now that dawn was breaking, it was a bit brighter than at first, so he could at least distinguish light and dark.
They have so much money, why don’t they invest in lighting. The corridor was dark too, so I came out feeling the wall with my fingertips. As Hyedam’s eyes, full of complaints about every little thing, caught sight of a cart parked not too far away.
Having gotten on the cart that could be operated with a few buttons, Hyedam comfortably crossed the long garden and found his car that he’d driven for the first time since Leo had given it to him, getting inside.
Having touched his home address that appeared on the navigation with his fingertips, Hyedam reclined the driver’s seat all the way back. The warm heater air filled the car, but Hyedam curled his body into a round shrimp shape on the seat.
It didn’t take much time for Hyedam’s eyelids, which had blinked slowly a few times, to descend prettily, and for even breathing to fill the car.
