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“Ah! Ngh! Ugh…”
Every relentless thrust made Jingyeom’s vision blur.
But as the pain gradually transformed into pleasure — and then into pure ecstasy — his vision went completely white.
Like a light flickering on and off, his mind snapped into clarity for a moment.
What Soohyuk had done with his fingers earlier was nothing compared to the electric current running through his entire body now.
His shaky legs trembled even harder.
As his toes curled, his insides tightened even more, making Soohyuk moan.
“Ha, does that feel good?”
“Y-Yeah! Right there!”
The crying, miserable Jingyeom from earlier was gone.
Now, only a Jingyeom fully consumed by pleasure remained.
Even without moving himself, even without Soohyuk deliberately aiming for that spot, Soohyuk’s thick cock naturally found it again and again.
As the pleasure blurred his mind, Jingyeom’s mouth hung open, unable to hold back his moans.
Seeing this, Soohyuk lowered his body to kiss him.
Before Jingyeom could even feel the strain on his folded waist, Soohyuk slammed his cock deep inside.
Grabbing Jingyeom’s reddened, flushed hips, Soohyuk pounded even rougher, his earlier thoughts of being gentle now completely forgotten.
The tight walls, the breathy moans, the pleasure-drunk expression on Jingyeom’s face — it all drove Soohyuk even wilder.
“Haah… You feel amazing, Jingyeom.”
Even after all his years of restraint, Soohyuk couldn’t believe something could feel this good.
Despite being fully buried inside, he wanted to feel Jingyeom even deeper.
His eyes, locked onto Jingyeom below him, were filled with possessiveness.
After wanting him for so long, he finally had him.
Tonight felt like a reward for all those years of patience.
“Ngh… ngh!”
Watching Jingyeom tremble with pleasure, Soohyuk relentlessly targeted that sensitive spot, grinding into it again and again.
Each time, Jingyeom twisted and squirmed like he was about to break, his eyes going unfocused.
Every time Soohyuk pulled out, Jingyeom’s tight inner walls clung desperately, refusing to let go.
But when he pushed back in, they welcomed him eagerly, molding perfectly around his shape.
As the overwhelming tightness pushed him closer to climax, Soohyuk barely managed to hold himself back.
Jingyeom’s cock, now slick with precum, stood painfully stiff.
He was clearly on the verge of release.
He instinctively tried to reach for himself, but Soohyuk was holding both his arms down, preventing him.
“H-hyung! I— ngh.”
“Just… hold on a little longer, okay?”
Even as he said that, Soohyuk’s hips never stopped moving.
The massive cock drove in and out endlessly.
The heavy squelching noises of their wet bodies mixed with Jingyeom’s moans, filling the room with obscene sounds.
Jingyeom’s pale, slender body trembled weakly.
Even as his body writhed and twisted, Soohyuk’s relentless thrusting never stopped — or rather, couldn’t stop.
By now, Soohyuk had completely lost control.
As the overwhelming pleasure stripped away every thought, Jingyeom instinctively clenched down harder, gripping Soohyuk’s arms tightly.
“Haah… ah!”
“Haa… ha…”
The room was filled only with the sounds of raw instinct.
After moving fiercely, Soohyuk gradually slowed his thrusts, reaching down to stroke Jingyeom’s cock.
With just a few strokes, Jingyeom spilled pale semen, thinner than earlier, splattering out.
After milking him until nothing more came out, Soohyuk gave one final deep thrust.
Soon, his own movements came to a halt.
As he gasped for breath, Soohyuk rained kisses on Jingyeom’s flushed face.
He worried that Jingyeom might pass out, but thankfully, thanks to his recent recovery, Jingyeom managed to stay barely conscious.
Eventually, though, his eyes slowly closed, and he drifted into sleep.
When Jingyeom woke, his body felt as sluggish and unresponsive as it had right after his surgery.
Slowly blinking, he tried to move but found it difficult.
As the memories of last night surfaced, his eyes widened.
This was definitely Soohyuk’s room.
‘I… last night…’
He weakly raised his arm to cover his face, but of course, it couldn’t cover the vivid images in his mind — how he moaned and writhed under Soohyuk, lost in pleasure.
‘God, I must be crazy!’
He didn’t regret it, of course — but being his first time, the fact that he’d enjoyed it so much made his face burn with embarrassment.
“Ah… ahem!”
His voice was hoarse from all the crying and moaning last night.
Judging from how bright the light was through the curtains, he must’ve slept for quite a while.
When he gathered his strength to sit up, the room was empty.
“Oh, right! Jinwoo!”
Remembering Jinwoo, he glanced around in a hurry.
Since Soohyuk had carried him in from the living room last night, his phone wasn’t here.
As he moved to get out of bed, he noticed that instead of being naked, he was dressed in clean pajamas.
“……”
He had no memory of being washed or dressed, but his body didn’t feel sticky.
Realizing that Soohyuk had probably taken care of everything after he’d fallen asleep made him feel a bit guilty.
Shakily moving to the edge of the bed, his legs trembled so badly he almost fell.
As he debated whether he should crawl, the door opened and Soohyuk walked in.
“You’re awake.”
Soohyuk looked perfectly fine, completely different from himself.
His face was glowing and smooth as if he had applied something, and the bright smile on his lips made Jingyeom smile unconsciously along with him.
But soon after, like when his back ached or when muscle pain kicked in, a soreness spread through his thighs, making him frown.
Before he realized it, Soohyuk, who had come closer, lifted Jingyeom—who had been trying to get up—and gently laid him back on the bed.
Even though he was already dressed in pajamas, Soohyuk noticed the scattered red marks still left on his skin and smiled brightly, looking quite pleased.
It felt as if he was proudly marking him as his own, and his already strong possessiveness surged even more.
Soohyuk placed a light kiss on Jingyeom’s forehead and started to massage his legs.
“You’re hungry, right? I’ll bring you something soon. Just eat here today—it’ll be hard for you to move.”
“…Hyung. Ahem. You’re perfectly fine.”
“Of course. One of us has to stay functional to take care of you. Don’t even think about getting out of bed today. If you need anything, just tell me.”
Though the word “take care” sounded a little strange, just as Soohyuk said, Jingyeom didn’t leave the bed that entire day.
Whenever he needed to use the bathroom, Soohyuk carried him; all his meals were served in bed, and Soohyuk stayed by his side the entire time.
Jinwoo had also messaged that he arrived safely, so Jingyeom was able to enjoy a full day of rest, being completely pampered by Soohyuk and recovering from the aftereffects of the previous night.
“Driving?”
“Yes!” Jingyeom nodded enthusiastically.
He had never really thought about driving before, but having to commute to the café every day with the chauffeur Soohyuk had assigned him made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Not that the chauffeur was unpleasant in any way—it was just Jingyeom’s own awkwardness.
Watching Soohyuk drive made him think it was pretty cool, and when Jinwoo eventually visited Korea, it would be nice if he could drive him around himself.
After thinking it over carefully, he made up his mind.
“I don’t mind, but why do you want to get a license? You already have a personal chauffeur—me.” Soohyuk tilted his head and pointed at himself.
While Soohyuk was always supportive of whatever Jingyeom wanted to learn, driving made him a little nervous because of the inherent risks involved.
Even if Jingyeom drove defensively, accidents weren’t always avoidable if others made mistakes.
That’s why Soohyuk was extra cautious whenever Jingyeom was in the car with him—even a minor accident could be dangerous for Jingyeom.
As Soohyuk’s displeasure became visible, Jingyeom hurriedly scooted closer, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
“The café’s pretty far, and… anywhere I want to go around here is quite a distance too.”
“That’s really the only reason?”
Soohyuk narrowed his eyes, clearly suspicious.
He didn’t believe Jingyeom would insist on getting a license just for that.
Under Soohyuk’s gaze, Jingyeom averted his eyes.
“Well… if you drink, I could pick you up. Or we could take turns driving if we go out somewhere… It’s a win-win, isn’t it?”
Soohyuk raised his eyebrows and chuckled, a faint smile playing on his lips.
He was proud of how thoughtful Jingyeom was being—even if it was partly an excuse.
It was still sweet of him to discuss it with him rather than just deciding on his own.
Even in a relationship, you can’t completely control the other person; mutual respect was important.
Reluctantly, Soohyuk agreed while grumbling, “You really have to be careful, got it? You know how accidents happen, and what happens when they do. You’ve seen plenty of dashcam footage on YouTube.”
Jingyeom nodded.
He had watched a lot of those dashcam compilations and was well aware of how unpredictable driving could be.
After repeatedly promising to be careful, Soohyuk finally gave him permission.
Technically, he didn’t need Soohyuk’s permission—but he just wanted everything to feel comfortable between them.
He had briefly considered just doing it without asking, but…
‘He probably would’ve had someone secretly follow me anyway.’
Even though he didn’t feel any particular gaze, he was sure someone was still watching over him.
Since it didn’t really bother him, he let it be.
Feeling cheerful, Jingyeom smiled widely and nuzzled against Soohyuk’s arm.
“Once I get my license, you’ll be the first one I drive around!”
“Of course. And don’t you dare let anyone else sit in the passenger seat.”
With that, they pinky promised, and the next day, Jingyeom signed up for driving school.
Since it had been a while since he’d studied, he kept dozing off over his textbooks, but Soohyuk stayed by his side, reading practice questions aloud to help him, and Jingyeom passed the written exam on his first try.
However, once he actually got behind the wheel at the driving school, his heart pounded harder than expected.
He worried for a moment that he might not be able to do it, but as he practiced, it turned out to be less difficult than he had feared.
Not long after, he passed both the driving skills test and the road test on the first try, finally receiving his much-anticipated driver’s license.
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