NFS 2.11

He breathed in the scent with his nose, tasted the warmth with his tongue, and sucked the skin with his lips. Joo Seung-ha was still unresponsive, except for his breathing, but Seo Ahn-jae’s blood pulsed with excitement at the touch, like he’d just inhaled a particularly potent drug.

The whole experience was dizzying. Never in his life had he ever felt such heat that made his head tingle, even when he thought he was just playing around. Seo Ahn-jae barely restrained himself from wanting to add more strength to his arms and crush Joo Seung-ha’s body underneath his. The unfamiliar experience of feeling so good that he had to suppress it made his breathing come out ragged.

They were barely touching skin now, just his lips moving from the nape of his neck to suck on his jawline. Seo Ahn-jae moved deliberately and slowly until he reached Joo Seung-ha’s lips. His tickling caresses lasted for a long time, but Joo Seung-ha was not bored. On the contrary, his body stiffened with tension as the other man’s lips approached his.

Kissing him was not something he was used to. He would have been more than happy to continue this act if he had unzipped his trousers and thrust his penis into him, but this caress put the brakes on his now broken and dazed mind. As if he could read Joo Seung-ha’s mood through his skin, Seo Ahn-jae’s arms tightened around him. His lips hovered near his, and he whispered.

“Don’t think about it.”

Seo Ahn-jae’s hand slid down Joo Seung-ha’s back and grabbed his hip.

“You’re just playing into my hands.”

His voice was a menacing growl, and as if to confirm it, he pressed a rough peck to Joo Seung-ha’s lips. Joo Seung-ha still felt cold, and so the lips that touched felt hot as fire to him, even though they were the same flesh as before. But just as Seo Ahn-jae’s lips were as stiff as a doll as they glided over Joo Seung-ha’s skin, they were equally unresponsive when he kissed them. Seo Ahn-jae didn’t seem to care and pressed his lips against Joo Seung-ha’s.

“Hah.”

Seo Ahn-jae’s loud breath rang out again. The mere touch of their lips filled his head with uncontrollable heat again. Seo Ahn-jae turned his head to the side, trying to feel more of those crushed lips, parting them and sucking in a breath. The more he touched them, the thirstier he felt.

Seo Ahn-jae’s hands gripped the back of Joo Seung-ha’s head and pressed harder against his lips. But while it was easy enough to open Joo Seung-ha’s pouty lips, his closed teeth were no easier to open. In anyone else’s hands, this would never have been a problem.

A few more teasing lips and a slip of the tongue into the gap between the teeth and they would open eagerly, as if to welcome him, but the fact that they were not yet fully open gave Seo Ahn-jae a sense of urgency that had not been there before. As if even this small thing was a huge barrier.

“Open your mouth.”

Seo Ahn-jae commanded in a muffled voice. Seo Ahn-jae’s words were far better than comfort, so Joo Seung-ha hesitantly opened his mouth. If there had been any comfort, any gentle touch, any act of caution, he would never have accepted this so easily. Even the smallest act of opening his mouth was something he had to obey.

Joo Seung-ha paused, then opened his mouth slightly, only slightly, but it was just enough for Seo Ahn-jae. A long, red tongue invaded Joo Seung-ha’s mouth. The inner flesh, tongue, gums, everything that touched was hot and soft, and the soft flesh flinched, unable to resist Seo Ahn-jae’s tongue.

Seo Ahn-jae felt ridiculous, but he also felt like he had conquered the world. As he repositioned his lips and moved his tongue to explore Joo Seung-ha’s mouth, the euphoria almost paralyzed him. His lips were wet with saliva and made a loud popping sound as he sucked them in so hard that Joo Seung-ha couldn’t even breathe.

Seo Ahn-jae was like an adolescent kissing for the first time, unable to control himself. It was a stormy kiss. It felt that way to Joo Seung-ha. But thanks to that kiss, his mind became completely blank. Emptied of guilt, sadness, and awkwardness, Joo Seung-ha slowly began to respond to the stimulating kiss in his mouth.

But he was too weak to respond properly. Joo Seung-ha’s chest was rising and falling rapidly, but he was trapped in Seo Ahn-jae’s arms. Joo Seung-ha’s upper body was jerked back uncomfortably by Seo Ahn-jae’s strength.

“Ugh.”

A groan of pain came out of Joo Seung-ha’s mouth. Seo Ahn-jae abruptly stopped kissing him and raised his head slowly. Joo Seung-ha wondered if he was being considerate of his pain, but the look in his eyes told him he was mistaken. Joo Seung-ha was staring up at him, his lips slightly parted, reddened from the bruising and crushing, and Seo Ahn-jae’s eyes feasted on the sight of the man before him, his reason totally gone now.

“Fuck, your moans.”

Seo Ahn-jae’s voice cracked and slurred, and he couldn’t finish his sentence, but he made it clear what had struck him like a sledgehammer and drove him to the brink of madness. Even in his daze, Joo Seung-ha wondered why. Why could he be so unable to react to his smallest reaction? A part of him still didn’t believe his confession.

“Shall I?”

Joo Seung-ha’s whisper drew a sneer from Seo Ahn-jae’s lips. It should have sounded like a joke, Joo Seung-ha asking him like that when he knew he wanted his moans, but he wasn’t offended at all, just the overwhelming feeling of responding to him somehow pushed it all away.

“Do you really think that we’ll be going according to your will?”

Seo Ahn-jae asked huskily, his hands curling into rakes around Joo Seung-ha’s back and gripping his shirt. The hand that had been holding his hair reached down and did the same to the shirt, then yanked it down with both hands. There was a crackle. The stretching fabric gave way under the pressure and ripped easily. Joo Seung-ha gasped in surprise and tried to turn around, but a command came from overhead.

“Look at me.”

As soon as Joo Seung-ha opened his eyes, Seo Ahn-jae urgently lowered his lips and pushed his tongue in. There was less pressure this time than a moment ago, but it was still unrelenting and insistent, clinging to Joo Seung-ha’s lips. Joo Seung-ha now opened his mouth to receive him in a familiar way.

His tongue probed the mucous membranes of his mouth, drawing a throaty cry from him like a wild beast in heat. But, as he said, the feeling of being forcibly captured and forced to do his bidding made it easier to accept the act.

Even without that, the kiss was already stimulating enough. With a pop, Seo Ahn-jae’s lips broke away, but he turned his head and pressed in again, his ragged breathing adding to Joo Seung-ha’s arousal.

Before he knew it, the torn T-shirt was off Joo Seung-ha’s body, and Seo Ahn-jae’s hands were urgently unbuttoning and unzipping Joo Seung-ha’s trousers. Jiik. The small clang sounded unusually loud to his ears. Joo Seung-ha shuddered convulsively once more as his bare skin was exposed to the air.

Or maybe it was the large hand that slipped easily into his underwear thanks to the gap in the trousers. Seo Ahn-jae’s hand slipped into his underwear and gripped the bare skin of his arse. He squeezed the plump flesh that filled his palm, pulling Joo Seung-ha’s lower body closer to his own.

He could feel Seo Ahn-jae’s cock through his trousers, hard against Joo Seung-ha’s stomach. He rocked his hips back and forth impatiently, rubbing his cock against Joo Seung-ha’s stomach. The fingertips that had been cupping his arse slipped between his crack and rubbed the puckered backside.

It had been so long since Joo Seung-ha had had proper sex, but this single stroke brought back all of his senses in a surprising way, the pleasure of that big penis taking him in. Joo Seung-ha involuntarily tightened his backside. Seo Ahn-jae’s fingers lightly scraped his entrance with his nails. A shiver ran up and down his spine.

“Hey, when was the last time you got fucked?”

Joo Seung-ha leaned his forehead against Seo Ahn-jae’s shoulder and breathed in short bursts of air. Seo Ahn-jae’s fingers caressed the perimeter of his hole.

“When, huh?”

Seo Ahn-jae’s voice sounded affectionate for the first time, but as if he couldn’t contain himself, he hastily unbuckled his trousers and opened the front. His hand slid down his underwear, revealing his already hard erection. The large, long shaft bounced up and brushed against Joo Seung-ha’s abdomen. The anticipation of pleasure tingled up his spine again. Joo Seung-ha let out the lie with a ragged breath.

“…Recently.”

Seo Ahn-jae’s touch on his backside froze, and he pulled his hand away, gripping the flesh of his buttocks as hard as he could. But then his hand slid forward, wrapping around Joo Seung-ha’s half-erect penis and squeezing it. Joo Seung-ha sucked in a breath and tried not to moan.

“Did you enjoy that?”

The sweet voice asked again. Joo Seung-ha’s hand stroking his penis did not. It was only rough, like an adolescent masturbating in the hope of cumming quickly.

“Ah….

The friction of the rubbing was as stimulating as it was painful. Joo Seung-ha winced and clung to Seo Ahn-jae’s shoulder. Seo Ahn-jae nibbled the nape of his neck under his ear as his breathing became ragged. The sound of Joo Seung-ha’s hitched breaths made Seo Ahn-jae’s hand move even faster.

“Did you cry because you liked it when he fucked you?”

The stupid question came out easily, something he had never asked in his life. But even though he knew how humiliating this was, he couldn’t help himself. He wanted to find every single one of the cubs who’d slept with the other man until recently and cut every bit of flesh off with a knife.

“I don’t know, Hado…Ha, ha, ha, ha…”

Joo Seung-ha muttered with a groan and quickly let out the breath he couldn’t hold in. With each gasping breath, Seo Ahn-jae’s excitement rose to the point of no return. As it did, so did his anger. How many fuckers had heard this in seven years? Paralyzed by excitement, he couldn’t even control his jealousy. Of course, he couldn’t lose Joo Seung-ha here, so Seo Ahn-jae could only reply with a string of curses.

“It’s okay, just take your time.”

Seo Ahn-jae’s hand tightened and stroked Joo Seung-ha’s penis quickly, and Joo Seung-ha, hanging on his shoulder, sucked in a breath and convulsed, his lower belly writhing as he ejaculated. Seo Ahn-jae’s hands were covered in sticky fluid. Seo Ahn-jae lifted his hand and licked some of it off with his tongue. When Joo Seung-ha tried to pull back in surprise, Seo Ahn-jae grabbed his arm hard.

“What? Didn’t any of the other cubs eat this?”

A sneer tugged at the corners of his mouth. It wasn’t very bright inside. With only the yellow indirect light from the wall sconces on, there was a lot of darkness, if not pitch blackness. So had Joo Seung-ha been mistaken? Seo Ahn-jae’s eyes were clearly black, but at this moment they looked red, tinged with desire.

Seo Ahn-jae, noticing Joo Seung-ha’s stiffness, grabbed his arm and pushed him against the wall a few steps away. “Huh,” Joo Seung-ha braced his hands against the wall to avoid hitting it. But the hand pressing hard on his shoulder against the wall made his attempt to push off and move away futile.

Then, just as he felt his pants being yanked down, Seo Ahn-jae roughly lifted his leg to pull them off, so Joo Seung-ha had to focus on not falling. When he finally regained his balance, Seo Ahn-jae was already sliding a wet finger between his buttocks. He smeared the semen and inserted a finger. The unfamiliar intrusion caused Joo Seung-ha’s rear to instinctively tighten. A small laugh escaped from Seo Ahn-jae’s lips.

“Fucking hell, don’t you remember how big mine is? If you clench like that already, you’re the one who’ll get hurt.”

Even though it was just one finger, the foreign sensation was uncomfortable. Joo Seung-ha took a deep breath, trying to relax.

“Haa, it’s not just you who’s big, sunbae.”

The finger that had been slowly entering Joo Seung-ha stopped, then suddenly withdrew and three fingers were thrust inside at once. They weren’t curled, but straight, making the immense foreign sensation even more painful. 

“Shit,” Joo Seung-ha cursed inwardly, leaning his forehead against the wall and gritting his teeth tightly.

“But no one was ever as clumsy as you, sunbae.”

His voice was low and hoarse, as if it didn’t belong to him. A low chuckle came from behind him. Seo Ahn-jae pushed all three fingers deep inside Joo Seung-ha at once, waiting for him to get used to it, then bent down and kissed Joo Seung-ha on the shoulder.

“Still, my cock is the best, though.”

His voice sounded as smooth as milk and as sweet as honey, but within the honey and milk, a blade glinted. Unlike his voice, Seo Ahn-jae’s eyes didn’t smile as he scanned Joo Seung-ha’s upper body. His slightly lean body, devoid of any excess fat, was solid with muscle.

The curve from his neck to his shoulder flowed smoothly past his wing-like shoulder blades to his slightly indented waist. He had seen countless bodies, but none were as stunning as this. Only Joo Seung-ha had made him this horny since seven years ago. Seo Ahn-jae licked his lower lip and slowly began to move his fingers around.

It was hard to bear. He wanted to thrust inside him quickly, his cock throbbing and tingling. Fortunately, Joo Seung-ha’s rear was loosening up to the movement of the fingers pressing and expanding his territory. And the fingers inside Joo Seung-ha, like a ghost, automatically recalled seven years ago and found Joo Seung-ha’s pleasure point.

“Uht!”

Joo Seung-ha trembled and let out a moan he couldn’t swallow. Seo Ahn-jae’s cock, erect almost to his belly, throbbed in response. A clear fluid dripped from its tip. He barely managed to resist the urge to stroke himself, patiently widening Joo Seung-ha’s entrance and pressing the pleasure point again.

Joo Seung-ha flinched again, clenching the hand bracing against the wall into a fist. He had masturbated in the past, but he had never stimulated himself by inserting something into his rear. So, this sudden rush of pleasure felt unfamiliar to him.

But he soon remembered that whenever he had sex with Seo Ahn-jae, this was only the beginning. He remembered the pain clearly, so fear welled up, but within it was a goddamn anticipation for what was ahead. It was a truly goddamn emotion he was feeling right then.