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“Who are you to tell me to forget or not?”

Shin Ha-gyeom snapped back as he lifted himself slightly onto his tiptoes to press his lips against Baek Sa’s. Wrapping his arms around Baek Sa’s neck and tilting his head slightly, he leaned in, but for some reason, Baek Sa didn’t respond as usual.

Ha-gyeom even tried to push his hand against the back of Baek Sa’s head to close the distance, but Baek Sa’s lips sought not his, but instead his neck. He held Ha-gyeom tightly, inhaling deeply. Though Ha-gyeom’s body felt as if it was about to burst from the pressure, he felt more secure than threatened. Imagining Baek Seung-woo made him feel so good he could barely stand it.

On top of that, Baek Sa’s unusual reluctance to respond made Ha-gyeom inexplicably thirsty for more. The Baek Sa he knew wouldn’t normally refuse physical contact or guiding. Usually, by now, Ha-gyeom would have been half-consumed already. It seemed like Baek Sa was trying to maintain a boundary that didn’t suit him.

“If it’s not that hard…”

“It is hard.”

So, was he just going to keep holding him like this? It wouldn’t be bad, but Ha-gyeom didn’t want to stop, perhaps because he’d been startled by the lingering scent of Gi Suh-hyun on Baek Sa’s body.

Feeling the abundant energy coursing through Baek Sa’s body, Ha-gyeom discreetly opened the collar of Baek Sa’s combat suit. He slid his hand in and gently rubbed Baek Sa’s chest and abdomen, where Gi Suh-hyun’s scent was no longer present.

Baek Sa lifted his head from Ha-gyeom’s neck. Only then did Ha-gyeom see Baek Sa’s eyes waver. It felt slightly awkward to meet his gaze, but Ha-gyeom once again stood on his toes to raise his line of sight. His cheeks flushed a deep red, and warmth spread across his neck. His pupils trembled more than Baek Sa’s.

Ha-gyeom bit Baek Sa’s lips first. Baek Sa, who had kept his mouth closed, finally let his tongue out after Ha-gyeom worked diligently, licking repeatedly. Eventually, their tongues intertwined as Ha-gyeom pushed deeper. As he did, he felt Baek Sa’s hand pushing him away.

“…Why are you rejecting me?”

It was a somewhat absurd question. Ha-gyeom felt a bit ashamed of himself for saying such a thing.

The initial intent to somehow extend their time alone together was gradually fading. Since the rescue signal still hadn’t arrived, Ha-gyeom began to doubt whether the sight of Yang Ga-eun earlier had been a hallucination born from desperation.

“Rejecting?”

“Yes, rejecting.”

Baek Sa’s lips curled into a smile. A dry laugh followed, devoid of any playfulness. Instead of answering, Baek Sa only tousled Ha-gyeom’s hair. He didn’t forget to tickle Ha-gyeom’s neck and pull at his earlobes.

Though it felt good when Baek Sa cupped his cheek with his large hand, Ha-gyeom was still displeased by the rejection.

So, he mustered a bit more courage. Ha-gyeom opened Baek Sa’s combat suit and pushed his head against Baek Sa’s chest, pressing his hot lips against it. Baek Sa, who had been loosely holding Ha-gyeom’s waist, suddenly gripped his combat suit tightly. His breathing became more labored. Ha-gyeom had now become quite adept at recognizing the reasons behind such actions.

“…Hurry.”

As Ha-gyeom pressed against Baek Sa’s core while kissing him again, Baek Sa’s response was finally more intense. The kiss was rough, as if he wanted to devour Ha-gyeom’s tongue. Not only that, but he ground his lips together with such force that Ha-gyeom’s eyes watered. It wouldn’t be surprising if he ended up with bruised lips, but Ha-gyeom didn’t back down and accepted the rough kiss.

“Ugh…”

When Baek Sa’s hand, which had been on Ha-gyeom’s waist, moved down past his hips to grab the back of his thighs, Ha-gyeom overlapped his hand with Baek Sa’s, signaling not to let go. Even as Baek Sa twisted Ha-gyeom’s hair painfully with the hand that had been messing up his hair, the weight pressing against Ha-gyeom only grew, as if it might overwhelm him, rather than pulling away.

But then, once again, Baek Sa hesitated. Ha-gyeom finally reached for Baek Sa’s buckle. Baek Sa, who had been showering Ha-gyeom’s lips, cheeks, and neck with kisses, paused at this intimate action. His eyes, which now looked sharply different, no longer reminded Ha-gyeom of Baek Seung-woo.

Regardless, Ha-gyeom continued, unzipping Baek Sa’s pants halfway and slipping his hand inside. As their foreheads touched, the feel of the hard, throbbing length beneath the underwear made Ha-gyeom’s stomach flutter with excitement.

“Ha…”

As soon as a rough breath flowed into Ha-gyeom’s ear, a sharp pain followed. Baek Sa had bitten Ha-gyeom’s earlobe. Ha-gyeom knew that even pain could be stimulating. Groaning, he finally pulled Baek Sa’s underwear aside. As Ha-gyeom’s hand moved deeper, he could clearly feel the already slick head and the veins bulging along the shaft.

“If you’re already this wet… why did you resist…?”

Ha-gyeom slid down Baek Sa’s combat pants and underwear. With a pop, Baek Sa’s rigid length sprang free, as if to slap against his abdomen. Ha-gyeom’s mouth filled with saliva at the sight.

As Ha-gyeom began to stroke Baek Sa’s length, Baek Sa suddenly pushed his thumb into Ha-gyeom’s mouth. Pressing down on Ha-gyeom’s tongue and brushing against his teeth only served to excite Ha-gyeom even more.

Baek Sa’s gaze was fierce. But Ha-gyeom didn’t avoid it, instead boldly looking up at him, continuing to stroke his length shamelessly. It wasn’t long before Baek Sa’s eyes narrowed with pleasure.

“You’re already this hard… you’ll probably come soon…”

Ha-gyeom tightened his grip and stroked faster, brushing the tip with his palm until it made a wet, smacking sound. Baek Sa’s breathing grew increasingly erratic, a faint moan escaping with every exhale. Ha-gyeom felt both embarrassed and proud that he could make Baek Sa feel this way.

Baek Sa’s finger, slick with saliva, trailed across Ha-gyeom’s lips, chin, and neck. Then, pulling Ha-gyeom’s shirt free from his pants, Baek Sa gripped Ha-gyeom’s bare waist. While Ha-gyeom clumsily stroked Baek Sa’s length, Baek Sa’s hand moved higher, roughly pinching Ha-gyeom’s nipple as it passed over it.

“Ugh…”

Before Ha-gyeom could even react, Baek Sa kissed him again. Ha-gyeom’s hand was on Baek Sa’s length, and Baek Sa’s hand was on his chest. As Baek Sa’s weight bore down on him, Ha-gyeom’s grip weakened. Baek Sa whispered lowly into his ear.

“…Tighten your grip.”

It felt as if Baek Sa intended to teach him personally, rather than simply humiliating him. For a moment, Ha-gyeom innocently nodded and tightened his grip. As he twisted and squeezed, he recalled the sensation of Baek Sa’s length piercing into him, prompting Baek Sa to continue with his coaxing words.

Baek Sa then ran his tongue into Ha-gyeom’s ear, not biting but licking the small canal with the firm tip of his tongue. The hot, slick sensation, as it brushed against the fine hairs and delved deeper, caused Ha-gyeom to swell further with arousal.

“Haah… that…”

“…That?”

“…More. Do it more.”

It wasn’t a place he had intended to let someone explore. But as Baek Sa insistently ventured there, Ha-gyeom realized that even this spot could feel good. His legs weakened, and his length grew taut with tension. Especially the spine-chilling sound… With half-closed eyes, Ha-gyeom focused all his senses on Baek Sa’s tongue, which was delving without reserve.

After a while, lost in cat-like mewls of pleasure, Ha-gyeom regained his senses, finding himself in Baek Sa’s arms. Baek Sa had sat down on the bench beside them and placed Ha-gyeom on his lap. The muscles and the menacing length of Baek Sa’s body, exposed sensuously through the disheveled combat suit, were on full display.

Ha-gyeom’s own combat pants were also tightly bulging. He didn’t ask Baek Sa to undo them as well. The sight of Baek Sa watching him intently with a desperate expression evoked a subtle thrill in him.

Even using both hands, Ha-gyeom struggled to grip Baek Sa’s imposing length. He could barely manage the girth, let alone the full length. Perhaps his body could take him deeper than his hands could. Nevertheless, he tightened his grip and continued to stroke. When Baek Sa grabbed his side, Ha-gyeom shuddered from the ticklish sensation but didn’t stop. Both of his hands were now slick with precum from Baek Sa’s tip, creating wet, sticky sounds as they moved. A lazy sigh escaped Baek Sa.

Ha-gyeom’s heart pounded in his ears. The distant, eerie wailing of the monsters faded into the background as Ha-gyeom pressed against Baek Sa’s broad chest. With their heated bodies entwined, Ha-gyeom gripped Baek Sa’s length through the narrow space and pumped it rapidly. He could feel Baek Sa’s lips pressing against his cheek, desperate and needy.

“Haah, haah…”

The moans grew louder. Ha-gyeom unconsciously started to lift his hips. He even rubbed his own covered length against Baek Sa’s. Though the sensation was dulled by the fabric, it was enough to drive him wild with arousal.

Suddenly, Baek Sa reached out and grabbed Ha-gyeom’s hips. Ha-gyeom’s body jerked, and he felt Baek Sa’s hard length press against him, just below his perineum. The urge to strip off his pants was overwhelming, but Ha-gyeom was too lost in the moment, rocking his hips uncontrollably.