At that moment, Munyeong — who had been frowning the whole time — lifted his gaze and looked at him with clear skepticism.
“…You’re lying.”
The uncharacteristically firm reply made Haejeong’s brow furrow.
“What?”
“……You… did that.”
And then, as if it were a mortifying thing to say, his eyes drifted away as he mumbled it — and Haejeong’s eyes narrowed.
“What did I do.”
“…At my place…… in my room, you… you did that.”
Munyeong was so embarrassed by his own words that even his ears had gone red. At that moment, as though the memory of that incident had surfaced for Haejeong too, he stumbled over his words with a look of genuine flustered surprise.
“I, fu——. That was——”
“…….”
“You walked in on me in the middle of it so I couldn’t finish!”
The outburst, meant to prove he hadn’t been lying, made Munyeong let out a quiet “Ah……” There was a beat of strange, delicate silence between them. It had been an acutely mortifying moment for both of them — Haejeong, who had been caught absent-mindedly touching himself in Munyeong’s room, and Munyeong, who had witnessed it — so neither of them could find the words easily.
“Why’d you have to bring that up all of a sudden……”
Even someone who’d give anyone in the country a run for their money when it came to shamelessness seemed genuinely embarrassed this time, grumbling low under his breath. The same person who bellowed at employees in front of dozens of coworkers, who threw tantrums and made unreasonable demands regardless of place or audience — and that one thing was enough to make him unable to hide his embarrassment. Munyeong, without meaning to, let slip a quiet laugh. It was the first time he’d laughed out loud since they’d reunited — and he felt a gaze land on the side of his face.
“Ah……”
Did I laugh too openly? He tensed up for a moment — and met Haejeong’s gaze, which had gone strangely still. The face that had just been scowling and grumbling had gone oddly quiet. Haejeong was looking at Munyeong steadily.
“……I, I wasn’t laughing at you……”
He was just about to blurt out a defense that wasn’t quite a defense — when his mouth was stopped again.
“……Mmph.”
Haejeong brought his face down and kissed him — but this time, unlike before, it was slow. Something had shifted in him without warning. He gently brushed his lips against his and pushed his tongue in as smoothly as if gliding through water. It felt entirely different from the rough, forceful kiss from before. Moving slowly seemed to make every one of Munyeong’s senses sharpen. Without realizing it, Munyeong closed his eyes and parted his lips clumsily. And he moved the tip of his tongue in a fumbling, inexperienced way, as if trying to keep up with the practiced, fluid movement of Haejeong’s.
“Ha……”
Haejeong’s hot breath seeped through parted lips. More aroused now by the slow kiss, he brought his hand down to Munyeong’s cock and dragged his palm upward from underneath, cupping him from below. No one had ever touched him there before — Munyeong squeezed his eyes shut with a look that said he might lose his mind entirely.
“……Ha, fuck… who told you to……”
Haejeong kept pressing his lips down in short, quick pecks, then swept his thumb over the head and began to grind their cocks together.
“Hngh……”
“Who told you to smile like that…. Hm?”
He let his unsteady breath spill directly into Munyeong’s ear and wrapped his large hand around both of their cocks at once, gripping hard. The sensation of being stroked and squeezed together in that knowing, rhythmic motion made Munyeong’s entire body shudder.
“Ngh, mmh!”
These sensations, this pleasure — they were all so unfamiliar. It felt dangerous, like being pulled somewhere he couldn’t come back from, and Munyeong grabbed at Haejeong’s arm in a panic.
“S, something’s wrong……”
He mumbled it without thinking, and a soft, low laugh hit his ear.
“You’d die if I actually put it in you.”
“…Th, that’s not happening…… Ngh……”
“I know, fuck.”
“…….”
“Ha…… What are we, teenagers? Just grinding dicks together — does that even make sense? Hm?”
Haejeong seemed to find it more and more absurd the more he thought about it, snapping irritably — and yet he kept rolling his hips steadily, focusing entirely on the place where Munyeong’s cock twitched and strained against him. He kept repeating that it made no sense, and yet kept faithfully working his hips and letting out moans louder than Munyeong’s own.
“Ha… fu, the cock is so damn……”
“Ah, wait— just a——”
“Wait for what. You’re already leaking everywhere. Hm? Soaking wet, just absolutely soaking.”
And it was the truth — from between the press of skin against skin came the unmistakable wet, slick sound of it. Munyeong’s eyes trembled with shame.
“Going to flood the whole place.”
He muttered the crude joke low and dirty and pushed harder. Munyeong could only lie there, unable to move, gripping the bed sheet desperately. The rough, thrusting motion — so close to being inside him — felt like it was swallowing him whole. And the obscene, lewd sounds their bodies made as they collided were making even his mind go strange.
“Ha……”
“Hah, mmm… Ngh……”
No more talking — just short, ragged breaths and the wet, grinding sound of skin on skin floating through the room. After only a few strokes, a tickling pull gathered low in his stomach, and Munyeong felt the warning signal rising — he clutched desperately at Haejeong’s massive forearms, braced on either side of his head.
“Ah, something down there… Hh.”
“What…. Ha… feels good?”
“Mmm… Ngh.”
Munyeong shook his head at the blunt question, but Haejeong just pulled the corner of his mouth into a smile.
“Give me your hands.”
He shifted his weight onto his knees and pulled both of Munyeong’s hands toward him. Munyeong was pulled along like someone who had lost all will of his own.
“Both hands…… yeah. Just like that……”
He drew his hands over and made Munyeong wrap them around both their cocks together. Even with both hands it wasn’t enough — their cocks wouldn’t fit fully inside his grip. That was entirely because of the beast-like, overwhelmingly large presence of Haejeong’s.
“I, this kind of thing……”
“Keep holding on tight.”
But the grip kept slipping, and Haejeong’s cock kept pushing out past his hands. Tsk. Haejeong clicked his tongue and seized his hands again, repositioning them until they were gripping him properly.
“Properly. Put some strength into it. What are you doing, you want to be here all night?”
“…L, like this……?”
The threat of being here all night frightened Munyeong enough that he looked up flustered and tightened both hands, squeezing harder. That seemed to satisfy Haejeong — a pleased smile spread across his lips.
“Ha, just like that……”
He thrust his cock up and down through the clumsy cage of those two hands, over and over, firm and deep. The sensation of being pressed and squeezed against each other in that tight, defined space made a shudder rise from the tips of Haejeong’s toes — and finally, all reason left him entirely as he began to piston wildly, like a man gone mad. The movement was nothing like before — Munyeong gasped in surprise and instinctively faltered — and at that, Haejeong dropped his head again and buried him in a fervent kiss.
“Hahh, hup…… Mmh——!”
“Ha, fuck……”
Haejeong crashed his lips into his again, wild and relentless, and seized Munyeong’s hands — which were beginning to slip away — and locked them back in place. His intent was unmistakable: he was not going to let up. The force of each thrust was deep enough to hollow out the muscle beneath his hips. Every stroke was felt fully — the drag pulling out to the end, then driving back into his hands with everything he had. Between their pressed lips, Munyeong’s shaky, breathless moans kept slipping out. Munyeong gritted his teeth against the relentless stimulation grinding up and down — but funnily enough, it was the other one who finished first.
“Krrgh——!”
With lips still locked against his, Haejeong drew a sharp, heaving breath. At the same moment, something hot and viscous spilled over Munyeong’s hands. One wave of release poured out, and then several more small pulses followed — only then did the first climax fully run its course.
“Hahh……”
Listening to the deep, satisfied exhale of someone riding out the afterglow, Munyeong was struck by a sudden thought.
Why… isn’t it getting smaller?
“…Ha…… Fuck……”
