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It hadn’t been long since he’d said it was fine to stay in bed for a while, but now he suddenly regretted it.
If they kept going like this, he might not just spend a day in bed, but several.
Despite Jingyeom’s pleading, it seemed Soohyuk had no intention of stopping, a faint smile curling on his lips.
“Ah!”
Soohyuk grabbed Jingyeom’s slack waist and flipped him over in one swift motion, propping him up on his knees.
He slipped a pillow beneath Jingyeom’s stomach to support him.
“Just stay still, darling. I’ll take care of everything.”
“…Take care of what?!”
The once light pink entrance had now turned red.
Slightly swollen and plump, it still hadn’t closed completely.
It was only loose enough for perhaps one finger.
The lube smeared everywhere provided an almost obscene visual.
Soohyuk lightly bit Jingyeom’s now glistening butt, making Jingyeom flinch.
“Ah! You keep touching weird spots—!”
“Weird? But it’s your ass, darling. Looks delicious to me.”
With another playful bite, Jingyeom instinctively kicked his legs, accidentally brushing against Soohyuk’s cock.
He was sure Soohyuk had already climaxed.
He had even watched him change condoms.
Then why was it still so hard?
Jingyeom shifted his leg again and tapped it lightly.
“…Hyung, didn’t you cum?”
“I did.”
“Then why…?”
“Why is it still like this? Who knows.”
Soohyuk traced the still-rock-hard length with his hand while leaving more bite marks on Jingyeom’s backside.
He couldn’t say condoms felt good, but it was a necessary evil.
At least he was using the thinnest kind.
Soohyuk leaned in close, burying his face into the nape of Jingyeom’s neck and inhaling deeply.
There should’ve been the smell of sweat, but instead it was a heady mixture of body wash and Jingyeom’s own scent.
Intoxicated, Soohyuk suddenly thrust his cock into the waiting hole without warning.
Jingyeom, now trapped between the pillow and Soohyuk’s body, whimpered helplessly, his voice turning hoarse from the continuous moans.
“Haah, ugh, ah! Ugh.”
Lost in pleasure, Jingyeom wasn’t even aware how loud his moans had gotten as his body was rocked back and forth by the relentless thrusts.
His hands desperately wanted to grip his cock, now pressed against the pillow, but he needed them to support himself on the bed.
“Hngh, h-hyung… please, m-mh—”
“Hmm? You want me to touch you?”
Soohyuk’s lips curved into a subtle smirk.
But instead of obliging, he pulled Jingyeom’s arms forward, using one hand to support his waist and denying him any stimulation.
He pressed his lips against the sensitive spot between Jingyeom’s ear and nape, licking him messily.
Jingyeom shivered at the chilling sensation but was quickly overwhelmed again by the relentless pounding that felt like it might pierce right through his stomach.
His legs trembled, toes curling involuntarily.
He tried his best to stay upright, but eventually collapsed onto the pillow, his ass raised.
“Ah, ngh, hngh!”
Soohyuk gripped Jingyeom’s waist tightly to prevent him from slipping away with each thrust.
His cock, flushed dark red, mercilessly ravaged Jingyeom’s inner walls.
Even if he couldn’t push in fully, he was definitely going deeper than before.
‘Damn it.’
Though Soohyuk wanted to fully sheath himself, he worried about tearing him, and it gnawed at his mind.
The entrance was already stretched to its limit, taut and smooth, the inner flesh flushed crimson and pulsing, clearly strained.
“So tight… haah.”
Soohyuk paused momentarily, then slowly withdrew.
The tight ring of flesh clung desperately to him, reluctant to let go.
He resisted the urge to slam back in immediately.
After removing the pillow, Soohyuk gently turned Jingyeom around and saw that his eyes were already half-lidded, saliva trickling from his lips, unable to keep up with his moaning.
“You’re not a kid, you know.”
Sitting on the bed, Soohyuk lifted Jingyeom’s legs around his waist.
The cock that had rubbed against the pillow was now limp, having already released again during the earlier spasms.
A glance at the pillow confirmed it, soaked in sticky fluid.
Soohyuk draped Jingyeom’s slack arms over his shoulders and kissed him deeply.
Supporting his knees with his arms so Jingyeom wouldn’t fall back, Soohyuk lifted him slightly, aligned their bodies, and pushed his cock back in with steady force.
“Ahh!”
Jingyeom’s back arched sharply as Soohyuk entered him in one go.
Whether he was reaching even deeper than before, Jingyeom was visibly overwhelmed.
Despite cumming twice already, his cock twitched and slowly hardened again with the repeated stimulation.
“Ahn, hyung… ngh.”
“Haah, haah.”
Beads of sweat formed on Soohyuk’s forehead.
Between the heated room and their intense coupling, the air was stifling.
As Soohyuk lifted his knees and began thrusting roughly, Jingyeom bounced in the air with every movement, taking him even deeper.
His legs spread wide, allowing Soohyuk full access.
Jingyeom clung tightly around Soohyuk’s neck, burying his face in his chest, letting out short, breathless moans.
The watch on Soohyuk’s wrist had been alerting him for a while now, but at this point, even that had become familiar.
Though this position was new, something was pressing into spots that shouldn’t be touched, making Jingyeom’s stomach ache.
He curled his back, but that only allowed Soohyuk to sink in even deeper, increasing the force of his thrusts.
“H-hyung, e-enough, ah!”
Unable to stop, Soohyuk’s fierce pace drove Jingyeom to bite down hard on his shoulder.
But the pain only excited Soohyuk further, making him move even faster.
Eventually, Soohyuk’s body trembled as he gradually slowed down, removing the pillow and gently laying Jingyeom flat.
“You’re not even going to touch me this time?”
“Haah… haah… haah.”
Their bodies were both smeared with semen.
Being the third time, there wasn’t much, and it was thinner.
Jingyeom gasped for breath, chest heaving.
Soohyuk glanced at his watch to confirm the spike in Jingyeom’s heart rate.
Maybe he had pushed him too hard just now.
…One more round might really be too much, huh?
As Soohyuk stared at Jingyeom lying there, his flushed body glistening with his own release, his dark red cock once again swelled with desire.
But he knew if he went any further, Jingyeom might truly collapse, so with some regret, he removed the condom.
“If you’re sleepy, go ahead and rest.”
“…We should…wash… ngh…”
His voice was hoarse. Having done it three times, it was only natural that Jingyeom quickly drifted off.
Left alone, Soohyuk ignored his still throbbing length and ran a bath.
While the tub filled, he soaked a towel in warm water and carefully wiped Jingyeom’s entire body.
He found it almost admirable, how this fragile body managed to take him.
He cleaned off the pink, limp cock coated in semen, and thoroughly wiped down his thighs and neck, sticky from Soohyuk’s earlier licking.
Jingyeom didn’t stir at all, completely spent.
Once the bath was ready, Soohyuk carried Jingyeom into the tub.
As he washed him, his fingers gently traced the faint, bumpy scars.
Two major surgeries—Jingyeom had endured them both bravely.
Thanks to that, they were able to meet.
“…They say you won’t need any more surgeries now. Should we consider scar revision at least?”
Jingyeom’s pale skin made the scars more noticeable.
Soohyuk didn’t mind them, but Jingyeom always seemed self-conscious, which bothered him.
The scars couldn’t be completely erased, but perhaps they could at least be softened.
Soohyuk liked seeing Jingyeom’s face during sex.
But Jingyeom always preferred positions where they clung close, hiding his face by wrapping tightly around Soohyuk’s neck, as if not wanting to reveal anything.
It seemed like it might be better for him to bring it up first and reassure Jingyeom, but there was also the risk of touching a nerve, so he was extremely cautious.
Instead, he deliberately touched and licked the scars even more.
Telling him: ‘I’m fine. I don’t care. In fact, I think it’s beautiful.’
“……”
Staring at the marks he had left, Soohyuk planted another one on the back of his neck.
He had braced himself for it, but as expected, he couldn’t leave the bed for a whole day, and it was only on the second day that he could barely walk on shaky legs.
Then, on the third day—
“Haa… mm.”
“Just a little more. Let’s do it together.”
Though his legs were still sore with lingering muscle aches, they were once again spread open, and the swollen, tender hole was relentlessly invaded by the dark-red shaft.
He should’ve held back, knowing Jingyeom would struggle for days after an intense session, but since they were together all day, their eyes met and once again they couldn’t resist.
In the end, Jingyeom was bedridden again, but thanks to Soohyuk’s attentive care, he gradually regained his strength.
Driving in this condition was definitely out of the question.
He might be able to start the engine and press the gas, but quickly moving to the brake would be nearly impossible.
Giving up on that idea, Jingyeom stretched out comfortably on the sofa to wait for Soohyuk.
He was a little resentful, feeling like Soohyuk had been a bit much, but once they started, he himself always clung and cried, so he couldn’t exactly blame anyone.
“How long are you planning to stay lying down? Come on, let’s get up now.”
Before he realized it, Soohyuk had approached and reached out his arms.
“Are you done?”
“Yeah. Come on, let’s go.”
Pretending to help him up, Soohyuk instead scooped him up by supporting his hips.
Naturally, Jingyeom wrapped his arms around Soohyuk’s neck and hooked his legs around his waist.
The place they headed to was the indoor pool.
It wasn’t very big, but it was more than enough for Jingyeom to have fun.
Lately, with Jingyeom following a steady routine, he seemed a bit bored, so Soohyuk had suggested swimming.
The water was warmed to a comfortable temperature, so there was no worry of getting chilled while swimming.
“Do you know how to swim?”
“No. This is my first time.”
“Ah, right. You wouldn’t have had any chance to swim.”
Indeed, there had never been any reports of him going to pools or the beach.
Soohyuk had asked just in case he’d tried before, but it seemed Jingyeom had no such experience.
He’d even said he didn’t remember, so this really might be his first time.
“I’ll teach you how to swim once your body’s fully recovered. For today, let’s just play with the float.”
Soohyuk’s smile felt a bit suspicious, but since he wanted to play, Jingyeom nodded.
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