DP Episode 77

Deep Pivot Episode 77

Warmth spread through their intertwined lips. Seo-joon held Yeon-woo’s cheek, tilting his head for a deeper kiss. Yeon-woo’s tongue, stiff from uncertainty, awkwardly tried to wrap around Seo-joon’s probing one.

Finding it adorable, Seo-joon sucked lightly, eliciting a soft moan. He moved on top of Yeon-woo and gently stroked his cheek, grazing the edges of his long lashes, tucking back his disheveled hair behind an ear, and caressing the flushed earlobe.

“Mm…”

Yeon-woo’s Adam’s apple bobbed. His throat muscles tensed as he swallowed, and Seo-joon’s tongue traced gently over the sensitive surface of his inner mouth. He licked along the outer edges, leaving Yeon-woo’s breath ragged.

It’s okay. Everything is okay.

Whatever thoughts you have in your head, people are far uglier than that.

No matter what anyone says, you’re the most innocent and resilient person in the world.

Seo-joon’s lips gently kissed his breath in a reassuring rhythm, touching his nose, cheek, and eyes in turn. The room filled with the soft, wet sound of their lips meeting and parting repeatedly.

Yeon-woo’s eyelids fluttered with each gentle tickle of his earlobe. That seemed to trigger Seo-joon, who pressed his lips to Yeon-woo’s again, a kiss stealing Yeon-woo’s warmth and breath.

Their shared body heat grew hotter. Seo-joon’s gentle hand, caressing the earlobe, became greedy, moving down the prominent throat, brushing against the hollow collarbones, then slipping under the shirt to touch the waist.

Fingers lingered on the taut hip bones, and Seo-joon pinned down Yeon-woo’s wrists against the blanket as Yeon-woo gripped his shoulder in uncertainty.

“Ha…”

Seo-joon paused with their lips barely touching and stared into Yeon-woo’s eyes.

“…Do you think I wouldn’t feel this way about you?”

In the dark night, his voice had become deep and soft.

“You think I wouldn’t have thoughts like this about you?”

From the moment I stepped into this house, I wanted to hold you. As I spread this narrow blanket, I imagined pushing you down and making you cry out.

These unspoken words melted into a shallow kiss. Seo-joon brushed Yeon-woo’s hair gently and whispered as he nudged their noses together.

“If you’re a bad person, then I’m a much worse one.”

Yeon-woo took his hand. Seo-joon looked down at their intertwined fingers. Their lips brushed lightly, and breaths mingled at the tips of their noses.

“…Do more.”

Yeon-woo slowly guided Seo-joon’s hand to his waist, slipping it inside the waistband of his pants. Seo-joon felt the firm warmth beneath his palm, but couldn’t take his eyes off Yeon-woo.

The heat of Yeon-woo’s flesh pulsed, damp with sweat, in Seo-joon’s grasp. With lips barely touching, Yeon-woo whispered,

“Do everything you think about with me, Lieutenant.”

Squeak, squeak. The evident desire made a wet sound in Seo-joon’s hand. With a feeling of holding a wine glass filled with water, Seo-joon stared at the pupils wide open to him in the darkness.

The precariously pooled water was on the verge of overflowing. A little more shaking and it seemed it would spill.

Whether he knew that once spilled, the water couldn’t be gathered again or not, Cha Yeon-woo kept shaking the carefully suppressed impulse as he handed his wet member to Seo-joon.

Seo-joon barely managed to level the unsteady impulse and let out a forced laugh.

“…Knowing what bad thoughts I might be having, you ask for everything.”

“Not me.”

Suddenly, a large hand slipped into Seo-joon’s pants.

“…I’m not innocent.”

Without much effort, Seo-joon’s loose training pants slid down smoothly. Ah, Seo-joon groaned low. A hot hand grasped the member that was erect and trapped in his underwear.

“I like it when the lieutenant touches me… when the lieutenant kisses me, just that alone makes me hard.”

With the wet flesh rubbing damply, the confession he thought was over continued slowly.

“…That much, I want to touch the lieutenant too. Like a madman, constantly, endlessly… to be in contact with you, everywhere I can…”

Wanting to kiss.

In an instant, his body flipped over. The water that had been precariously balanced spilled over completely. Seo-joon’s hand, which had been holding Yeon-woo’s member, was gently restrained above his head.

With fingers interlocked through Seo-joon’s, Yeon-woo looked down at him quietly. Meeting his gaze, Seo-joon bit his lip lightly, letting out a moan.

“Ugh…”

Yeon-woo held both their members together, rubbing the tip with his thumb. The intense sensation of persistently rubbing the groove of the urethra made Seo-joon shudder in pleasure. A soft tongue touched his bitten lips. A low whisper blended with the saliva-dampened skin.

“Even like this, will you still find me lovely…?”

“Ha, Yeon-woo…”

Supporting the ground with the arm that held Seo-joon’s hand, Yeon-woo began to move his hips slowly. Squeak, squeak. Bodily fluids, whose origins were uncertain, intertwined slickly between their members.

“Ha, mm…”

Hot breaths fell onto his lips. Seo-joon willingly embraced the tongue entering his mouth, swallowing Yeon-woo’s breath. From their connected lips, from the intertwined parts below, wet friction noises rang out lewdly.

A deep tremor spread through his stomach. Wrapping an arm around Yeon-woo’s nape, Seo-joon moaned, sucking on his lips.

“Ugh… ha… mm…”

“Lieutenant…”

Their intertwined breaths flowed into each other’s lips and cheeks. The damp sound of friction grew faster. Tilting his head, Yeon-woo climbed fully atop Seo-joon, pressing their lips together deeply.

The pressure weighing down on his entire body sharply heightened the sensation. Seo-joon hugged Yeon-woo’s broad back and looked up at him with lowered eyes.

“…Yeon-woo.”

“Ugh…”

Placing his hand over Yeon-woo’s, which was holding their members, Seo-joon whispered, their lips entwined.

“Look at me.”

Squeak, squeak, tap, tap, tap. The two hardened pillars, seemingly about to burst, rubbed against each other in their joined hands, racing toward pleasure.

“Ah, ah… Lieutenant…”

Approaching climax, Yeon-woo squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth. Seo-joon bit and released his lower lip, urging him.

“Don’t close your eyes.”

Lust-filled eyes wavered in Seo-joon’s direction. A low moan arose from Yeon-woo’s throat, and the place where their bodies met became thoroughly soaked.

Struggling with his climax, Yeon-woo’s furrowed face was breathtakingly beautiful. Seo-joon looked into his eyes, persistently stroking their members.

“Keep looking at me.”

“Ugh… mm…”

Seo-joon gripped both their nearly climaxing members together, immersing himself fully in pleasure. Yeon-woo’s moans, pouring from above, and his overwhelmed face, lost in pleasure, flooded into Seo-joon’s stomach and pooled there.

“Lieutenant, lieutenant… so, ugh… so good…”

Yeon-woo, unable to hold back, finally buried his face in Seo-joon’s neck. Suppressed moans streamed past Seo-joon’s ears as Yeon-woo’s breath heated the back of his neck and ear at that moment.

“Ah… ugh.”

At last, milky semen burst from the tip of Seo-joon’s member. The sharp pleasure turned his vision completely white. The climax, which felt like the first in ages, was relentlessly long. The tremors that ran through his entire body shook his mind into a jelly-like state.

“Haah, haah…”

Their chests, pressed together, echoed with the rapid beating of their hearts. The room, which had been chilly just minutes earlier, was now so hot it became sticky with sweat.

Seo-joon cupped Yeon-woo’s cheek with one hand and kissed him. His whole body tingled, the aftermath of the climax lingering longer than usual.

As they shared the lingering pleasure in silence, he whispered softly against Yeon-woo’s lips.
“You’re beautiful, Yeon-woo. Even your face, unable to hold back, is beautiful to me.”

Yeon-woo’s brow furrowed slightly before his large body collapsed onto Seo-joon. With his face buried in Seo-joon’s neck, Yeon-woo let out a warm breath, murmuring,.

“…Please don’t say things like that.”

“It’s so embarrassing…” His muffled words faded away as Seo-joon chuckled and embraced him.

“You’ve done everything already, and now you’re playing innocent?”

“…”

A wordless sigh escaped him. Yeon-woo’s thick arms wrapped tightly around Seo-joon and pulled him closer. Seo-joon chuckled softly, gently stroking his head. Although he understood the awkwardness that follows a climax, he couldn’t stay like this forever.

The bodily fluids pooled on their stomachs slowly trickled down Seo-joon’s waist. Cha Yeon-woo seemed intent on staying like this forever, so Seo-joon gently patted his back.

“No matter how embarrassed you are, we should wash up before sleeping. Are you going to sleep like this?”

“…I don’t know.”

“Just stay like this a little longer…” Pinned beneath him and unable to move, Seo-joon waited for Yeon-woo’s embarrassment to pass.

Thump, thump. Their wildly beating hearts slowly began to calm, and their sweat, which had stuck them together, cooled and became lukewarm.

…Maybe falling asleep like this wouldn’t be so bad after all.