DHG Ch 86

“Ugh….”

“Hoo.”

Licking his lips from which a faint pant escaped, Jang Seungyung reached out and covered the back of Heewoo’s hand. He then thrusted his hips, pressing their two erections together and rubbing them. The visual stimulation was superb as he roughly ground his own veiny cock against Heewoo’s smooth penis.

Controlling himself appropriately, he reached the end together with Heewoo. After a rather satisfying ejaculation, he pulled Heewoo’s trembling body into a tight embrace and helped him up. He was about to head to the bathroom with him.

“…Aren’t you going to do more?”

Heewoo, noticing his intention to stop, asked in a weak voice. His eyes blinked slowly. He looked up at the man, hiding a slight sense of bewilderment.

Based on his experience so far, Jang Seungyung enjoyed it more after several rounds than during the first insertion. Today, they had only done it once, and even that hadn’t been to completion. A strange anxiety gnawed at Heewoo’s heart.

“I can do more. I want to.”

“There you go again, making me lose my mind.”

Jang Seungyung said, uncharacteristically averting his gaze. Looking at Heewoo’s body, he let out a long sigh. The red and purple handprints on his skin, his heavily swollen nipples, and so on. Even though his entire body was covered in the signs of their lovemaking, his eyes didn’t look lewd but only innocent, and the urge to pounce on him again surged.

For some reason he didn’t know, Heewoo had recently taken to seeing him off in the morning. According to the hired help who came during the day, he didn’t seem to take naps either. There was no way he had any stamina left.

Is it because his exam date is getting closer? Jang Seungyung was a little concerned about Heewoo, whose under-eyes had darkened just like when he was in Beni.

“You’ve gotten thinner lately.”

The little weight he had managed to gain was gone again. Jang Seungyung, rubbing his lips against the faint outline of Heewoo’s ribs, pressed his forehead against Heewoo’s warm one. He moved his hand down and playfully shook Heewoo’s round kneecap, where the bruises had just barely faded.

“You can’t even put any strength in your knees. Let’s wash up and get a good night’s sleep.”

“No.”

Heewoo said urgently, reaching out his arms to wrap them around the man’s firm waist. A strange thought briefly crossed his mind. His clothes had felt a bit bigger lately, so maybe Seungyung was doing this because he found his thin body unattractive.

He vowed to force himself to eat more starting tomorrow.

“I’m fine. I want to do it more. I like it better when we do it multiple times… than the first time.”

Even though he spoke with such earnestness, the man simply raised an eyebrow and remained silent. Heewoo looked up anxiously at the man, who was as unmoving as a stone mountain. He thought Seungyung liked it when he was proactive, but was it possible he didn’t actually like being asked first?

“I want to do more. You don’t like it?”

The moment his anxiousness finally burst through in his trembling voice.

“I’m going crazy.”

Jang Seungyung lamented, his face flushed as he pressed his temple. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the dark pupils that looked up at him, the shoulders marked with red and purple bite marks trembling slightly.

If there was a sound he loved to hear most these days, it would probably be Heewoo’s requests. Please do it. When the kid said that, Jang Seungyung found it extremely hard to resist.

Heewoo was someone he would pluck the stars from the sky for, yet he never asked for anything. Now that he’d finally heard him ask for something, there was no way he could refuse.

Don’t like it? Kwon Heewoo could never be “not liked.” A star, maybe.

By the time he came to his senses after his silly internal monologue, he had already pushed Heewoo back down and was on top of him, covering him completely. At that point, Jang Seungyung was curious about what was going on inside the omega’s head, lying so prettily beneath him. What did he think was going to happen to him, acting like this?

“Whatever I do, it’s going to be amazing, so just lie still and be quiet. Don’t go provoking me for no reason.”

When he unintentionally spat out the words in a somewhat threatening tone, Heewoo went “Uh,” and placed both his hands on his stomach. Jang Seungyung sighed, grabbing his wrists and biting the protruding bone.

“I didn’t mean for you to be at attention…. Ah, I don’t know anymore. Just do whatever you want.”

Jang Seungyung slung one of Heewoo’s legs over his shoulder. The pink hole, which until an hour ago had been tightly shut as if it had never once taken him in, was now gaping and wet with the clear traces of their lovemaking.

Unable to hold back any longer, he pushed the head of his cock in, and the bright red rim parted softly. The elastic flesh inside clung to him tenaciously. As if the sticky entry was too much for him, HeewHeewoo panted with difficulty. His head tilted back, revealing the shallow line of his Adam’s apple to the ceiling.

“Ah, heueut…!”

“Hoo.”

Jang Seungyung forced himself to even his breathing. If he let his guard down for even a moment, he felt like he would lose his reason and just fuck him senseless. Because truly, every single moment was breathtakingly amazing. It was just as Heewoo had said. The more they did it, the more the various sensations layered on top of each other, making it even sweeter.

He loved the feeling of Heewoo’s body, which had once been timid and withdrawn, now becoming accustomed to him, growing endlessly soft and pliable. Soft, and hot…. So much so that he wanted to bury his cock in that warm flesh and never pull out.

If it’s this good now, how much better will it get in the future? For example, if I were to spend my rut with this kid.

After they came to a hasty climax together, Jang Seungyung, who had been frantically kissing Heewoo’s finely trembling body, raised an eyebrow at the thought that suddenly crossed his mind. Come to think of it, his rut was due soon. The last one was after he went looking for Kwon Heewoo drunk last winter, so it was about time.

Heewoo seemed to have briefly lost consciousness. Jang Seungyung, who had been endlessly pushing his tongue into the space between Heewoo’s lips, which were as swollen as his hole from being bitten and sucked on, clicked his tongue at his own actions.

The way he was being so clingy, even to his own eyes, was probably because his rut was so close. Heewoo’s seductive behavior was a factor, but the thinning of his self-control due to the heat was also a problem. No matter how proactive this kid was, he should have considered his less-than-normal condition, but he had lost his mind.

Right, I should be considerate of the student’s condition, at least from now on.

“…Hmm.”

Jang Seungyung hummed, looking down at the unconscious Heewoo. At his face, sleeping with soft, labored breaths. At his defenseless body, which always just accepted whatever he did.

Even now, beneath his limply hanging penis, the hole that would readily receive him, thick and sticky, would be puckered and breathing. The memory of how it would tighten around him without any gaps, softly loosened unlike the suffocatingly tight first time, made his throat feel parched.

Was it really the impending rut that was the problem?

Hesitating for a moment at the sight of his cock, which had started to throb violently even in front of the helpless Heewoo, Jang Seungyung let out a short curse at himself. He shot up and lifted Heewoo into his arms. His steps, striding straight for the bathroom, were determinedly firm as he left his rogue-like desires behind.

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A nosebleed started.

As red drops of blood splattered onto the workbook, Heewoo urgently cupped his hand under his nose. He tilted his head back and headed for the bathroom.

Suppressing his bewilderment, he wiped the blood away at the sink. Nosebleeds had been a common occurrence since he started working himself to the bone to pay off his debt, but that was in the past. He hadn’t had one since the latter half of last year, so he had no idea why he was suddenly bleeding again.

Fortunately, the bleeding stopped quickly. Leaning against the wall, the smell of blood filling his nasal passages, he thoroughly cleaned and disinfected all the spots in the house where blood had fallen.

He put the bloody tissues in a black bag and tied it shut once more. The reason he was so meticulously hiding the traces was because of something that had happened a few days ago.

The day before yesterday, he had gotten a bad case of indigestion. It was because he had forced himself to increase his reduced meal portions. Having Jang Seungyung nurse him all evening and making him worry was truly not what he had wanted. Not being able to sleep with the man for a few days was another thing.

Late that night, after his upset stomach had finally settled, he had hinted a couple of times that he wanted to do it, but Jang Seungyung had just smiled, held Heewoo in his arms, and rubbed his back. He didn’t lay a single finger on him beyond that.

After experiencing those few days, Heewoo realized that he could never arouse the man’s interest with an ailing body. He couldn’t make the same mistake again. Heewoo pushed the sealed bag deeper in, making sure no trace of the nosebleed could possibly be found.

‘Actually, the Boss’s finances aren’t great. Even after acquiring Beni, he’s been ignoring the business itself, you know. How can he make any profit operating it like this?’

What he had heard from Daol was another reason he absolutely didn’t want his poor health to be discovered. Jang Seungyung had never once shown him any of his business troubles. Heewoo didn’t want to worry the man either.

That evening, Heewoo practiced his healthiest and brightest-looking expression in the bathroom. With that same smile that revealed his dimples, he went to Jang Seungyung who had returned from work. He told him honestly that he was feeling better now and wanted to sleep with him.

And, maybe it was because it was their first time in days since the night he had indigestion.

“Ah, ah-heut….”

The sex continued excessively until dawn, and Heewoo, without realizing it, reached out and pushed against the man’s hard stomach. Lately, there were times when the man would be incredibly persistent and tenacious during sex, and that was happening again and again today.

As the piece of flesh that had filled his insides pulled out, a sigh of relief escaped him without him meaning to. It was at that moment. The force of a hand grabbing and spreading his buttocks again made Heewoo swallow a choked, tearful gasp.