“Gasp!”
It was a sudden kiss for Jion, who had been off guard, mesmerized by Seonwoo Jin’s face. However, it took quite a while for drunk Jion’s head to recognize that Seonwoo Jin’s lips touching his lips and their tongues and saliva mixing was a kiss.
“Haah……”
By the time Jion grasped the situation, his back was already touching the soft, high-quality leather of the sofa, and Seonwoo Jin had thrown off his top and was showing off his well-built body. Only then did Jion’s tipsy head recall the similar situation from a few hours ago, and wrapping his arms around Seonwoo Jin’s neck as he charged again, Jion could vaguely predict what would happen after this kiss.
Grown adults, kissing, embracing, clothes removed—though only on one side—so what would they do?
“Woojin-ah!”
Jion felt a heavy sense of responsibility that he, as the mentally older one, had to control this situation. No matter how much alcohol was involved, no matter how much Seonwoo Jin liked him, even though he himself had quite favorable feelings toward Seonwoo Jin, they were the same sex and the same members, and also, this sofa was too expensive leather and difficult to maintain…….
“……Let’s go to the room.”
The cold reason of a drunk, forever-alone virgin who had never even flirted, let alone dated, and had never had skinship regardless of same-sex or opposite-sex, was this plebeian. Jion didn’t even know what he was saying, worried about the leather sofa that boasted a price about 300 times what he’d ever received in idol settlements.
If he hadn’t had that intention at all from the start, he wouldn’t have unconsciously said words of permission…….
“Hold my neck tight.”
Seonwoo Jin squeezed his eyes shut and opened them at Jion’s dizzying remark, then immediately picked him up. And carried Jion into the room in a princess carry that Jinyeong usually found creepily disgusting. Though he was in such a hurry he couldn’t even close the door, it didn’t matter today.
“Woojin-aah……”
Though he put him down so carefully on the bed, why was he so rough when climbing on? Jion placed his hand on Seonwoo Jin’s shoulder as he rushed so urgently the bed bounced. Seonwoo Jin lowered his body, kissing Jion’s shoulders, arms, and collarbone while hastily removing his pants.
“I’ll take them off for you.”
Seonwoo Jin also hadn’t gone this far at this point after regression, but he was innately blessed with amazing talent in this area. If he’d shown this much talent in dancing or singing, he would have lived without knowing what obscurity was, but all his talent was concentrated only in dating and manual dexterity. It was tragic if tragic, but now was Seonwoo Jin’s talent show time.
“Mmm……”
Before Jion could even be embarrassed, Seonwoo Jin stripped off all of Jion’s clothes, making him naked. Though they’d shared a room for almost 3 years, it was a naked body he’d never seen. Seonwoo Jin straddled Jion and quietly looked down at his white, thin body.
“……Why are you staring like that?”
“Because you’re pretty.”
Seonwoo Jin thoroughly examined Jion’s body with hot eyes. Angular shoulders, prominent bone contours. Flat chest. Below that, thick ribs and faintly visible abs. And below that, the genitals situated between white thighs were the same as his own. A same-sex body.
“……”
But seriously, why is this so arousing?
Seonwoo Jin swallowed. It was even stranger because he’d never felt this emotion toward another man before he liked Jion. To think he could be excited by another man, could like them, could even feel sexual desire like this.
The lips he’d already tasted plenty today were still not enough the more he looked. Unable to endure Jion looking up at him languidly, Seonwoo Jin hastily lay down on his body. Though their front teeth slightly bumped because he was too hasty, Jion’s heart was loosened enough now to laugh it off even at Seonwoo Jin’s such inexperience.
“Mmm……”
He just liked the feeling of Seonwoo Jin being so frantic for him. Jion wrapped his arms around Seonwoo Jin’s neck and closed his eyes. He felt secure even with the hot, heavy body pressing him down. Seonwoo Jin completely gained confidence from Jion’s generous response and began his caresses.
From the lips to the chin, he flowed down somewhat hastily, then placed his hand between the shoulders and collarbone and became thoroughly wet when caressing the flat chest. Small and red things. Though thinking there was nothing to suck compared to lips, Seonwoo Jin latched onto Jion’s chest.
At times like this, Seonwoo Jin was also skilled at multitasking. While burying his face on one side, frantically pressing and sucking with his tongue, he simultaneously tormented the opposite chest somewhat cruelly with his fingers. Strongly rubbing and pinching what softly rose from the dry skin didn’t give Jion entirely good feelings.
“Ah, Woojin-ah…… Just one side…… hurts…… don’t just do one side……”
As one chest was caressed wetly and intensely while the other was only tormented, Jion slightly sat up, wrapped Seonwoo Jin’s head, and whined.
“The other side too, nicely, gently, okay?”
The request to suck was awkward and embarrassing so he expressed it indirectly, but that sounded even stranger. Jion forcibly removed Seonwoo Jin’s lips buried in his chest and moved them to the opposite, dry chest.
“This side too, this side too……”
“Haha……”
Jion’s voice, precariously walking the line between whining and seduction, excited Seonwoo Jin. His head gone white, Seonwoo Jin buried his face in the opposite chest as Jion guided and deliberately made even more noisy sucking sounds.
“Mmmm……”
Hearing, touch, and sight were stimulated simultaneously. Jion looked down at the crown of Seonwoo Jin’s head attached to his chest. Bristly hair. To say that even the hair that rose powerfully showing no gaps felt handsome would earn him ridicule for being love-blinded. But with his body heated from alcohol and his sensitivity sharply raised by Seonwoo Jin’s wet caresses, Jion felt like he was going crazy because every part of Seonwoo Jin looked handsome right now.
“Woojin-ah……”
I don’t know what I’m doing with him right now, but I want to continue. I want to do more. Without realizing it, Jion pressed Seonwoo Jin’s head against his chest while twisting his waist. The stimulation felt at both endpoints of his chest seemed to gather tingingly below his ribs.
And that stinging, hot yet wet sensation pooled in his lower abdomen and hardened into a lump. Stimulations that felt like they would leak if they went just a little further down. Jion wrapped his thighs around Seonwoo Jin’s side and let out nasal sounds.
“Ahh……”
The stimulation he’d only thought unfamiliar was a form closer to instinct than any other feeling. A feeling so primal it was natural. When Seonwoo Jin’s lips, which had been caressing Jion’s chest to bursting, finally pulled away, Jion reflexively pushed his head down, further down.
“More……”
The real thing isn’t here. Even with his hazy head, Jion followed his instincts. The place he wanted Seonwoo Jin to touch, to lick, was a little further down. Precisely below the navel, between the legs, inside the thighs. And Seonwoo Jin, as always, obediently followed Jion’s instructions.
“Here? Hm? Here?”
“Nooo, further down……”
“Haha……”
Though knowing it wasn’t, he stopped once at the solar plexus making a sucking sound, then when urged, his hair was grabbed and he came down laughing. He deliberately pressed and stimulated the taut, soft flesh below the navel with his firm nose tip.
“Ngh! Mmm……”
Jion’s waist wriggled from having his lower abs stimulated, and his thighs, stimulated by Seonwoo Jin’s soft hair, began trembling. It was because he knew this ticklish feeling was just the beginning. An embarrassing place that even his own hands rarely reached well. At the trembling felt there, Jion rubbed his bandaged calf against Seonwoo Jin’s side.
“This is, uncomfortable……”
Seonwoo Jin briefly stopped his caresses and sat up. When he last wrapped it yesterday, it looked quite recovered…… can I unwrap it? Seonwoo Jin placed Jion’s bandaged foot on his thigh and hesitated for a moment.
You’d have to have had sex to know whether this puts strain on the ankle or not…….
Having never had sex even once, he couldn’t judge whether this act would strain the ankle or not. Seonwoo Jin alternately looked at the thickly bandaged ankle and the flimsy unbandaged ankle, then finally looked down at his own thing that Jion hadn’t discovered yet and made up his mind.
“……Just in case, let’s do it without unwrapping.”
“It’s frustrating though……”
“……Let’s endure a bit, okay?”
Seonwoo Jin imitated Jion’s soothing tone and kissed the bandage. And carefully made him wrap his calf around his waist, then slowly lay down on Jion’s body that he’d caressed to his heart’s content. The feeling of the nipples still standing erect from intense stimulation being pressed felt good again.
“Phew……”
Seonwoo Jin’s hot sigh reached Jion’s ears too. Jion squeezed his eyes shut and wrapped his arms around Seonwoo Jin’s back. Both knew the real thing hadn’t even started yet. There were a few things in the world like this that you knew without trying and did well without being taught.
“……I’m putting it in.”
