IYAMD: Episode 135

His body gradually submerged in the hot water. The man, holding Jaha, settled into the bathtub, letting water drip as he untied the string that held his hair.

The sensation of his hair being tousled by the water was ticklish, causing them to laugh repeatedly. The two, laughing as they locked eyes, kissed several times and splashed water on each other’s bodies.

Every time their wet skin brushed against each other, a sigh escaped. The sensation of hands rubbing against skin left a bittersweet feeling. It seemed like something was missing.

How exactly does this man plan to do something lecherous? Jaha realized that he had been expecting his touch and gently bit his lower lip.
However, Marsilia did not move. He simply wiped Jaha’s face with his wet hands and gently rubbed his back and shoulders.

He felt like he was the only one getting anxious from the pure, non-sexual touch. Honestly, he would have been disappointed if the man’s member between his legs hadn’t gradually hardened.

“Marsilia.”

When Jaha, unable to bear it any longer, called out to him, the man who had been pouring water over his head raised one eyebrow. It was a look that seemed to say, “Go ahead and speak.”

Jaha looked at him with a sulky expression and asked.

“When will you do something lecherous?”

“When you become clean.”

“Do you dislike it because I’m dirty right now?”

At Jaha’s question, he chuckled softly.

“I’m holding back because I want to hold you properly.”

Marsilia kissed Jaha’s cheek and let out a small sigh and continued speaking.

“I guess I got nervous thinking it was a ritual to have a child.”

He frowned and faced him.
“I do want to have a child, but I don’t want to go through a ritual. I want to share love with you. The child is a separate issue.”

He chuckled at the man who had a comical expression on his face as he squeezed his cheeks with both hands.

“I don’t think doing it in bed is really that lecherous.”

Jaha with his pinched cheeks grimaced as he smiled. Marsilia pouted his protruding lips.

“Why do you keep provoking me? I’m barely holding it together.”

“Don’t hold back, you fool.”

Hasn’t it already been over a month and a half since they’ve been intimate? Jahanwanted to embrace him and share their affection as soon as possible.

“Then, is it really okay to act like a lecher?”

“Yes.”

At Jaha’s shy consent, he suddenly stood up in the water. Splash! A loud sound of splashing water was heard, followed by the sound of droplets echoing throughout the bathroom.

Marsilia waded through the water to the end of the bath and placed Jaha on top of it.

“I have something I really wanted to do while you were away.”

“What is it?”

He kissed Jaha’s forehead, pushed him down by the shoulder, and just laughed without answering. He leaned over Jaha, who was half-lying down, and ran his mouth over Jaha’s body.

His lips that flowed past the neck and collarbone reached the navel. When he placed his lips on the tip of his pen1s, kissing it briefly, Jaha let out a languid sigh without realizing it. The hole at the tip dripped with sticky liquid, but Marsilia did not hold the liquid in and let it flow down.

Jaha, who had been anticipating the sensation of the man’s mouth, lifted his thighs and let out a sigh. Marsilia lowered his body and left kisses on the pillar and scrotum.

“Haa…Yes!”

Even without a significant stimulus, his thighs were trembling. As Jaha twisted his waist and groaned, Marsilia pressed and spread his slightly closed thighs and looked at Jaha.

The moment their eyes met, he winked and licked the area between his legs. The man’s tongue, licking the wet skin, was soft.
When Jaha lay down flat, he pushed up Jaha’s thighs and moved his tongue. Every time the wet, wriggling tongue moved, the ticklish sensation drove him crazy.

Marsilia, who had been licking his perineum as he slowly moved downwards, suddenly covered the trembling hole with his lips.

“Ugh!”

When the startled Jaha tried to pull away, he tightened his grip on his ankle and spread his legs wide open. Jaha covered his flushed face with his hand,

Every time his tongue that was thrusting into his hole licked the folds, it contracted involuntarily. However, because the man was still applying pressure, Jaha couldn’t close his legs or move his body freely.

If he really wanted to, he could have shaken him off, but it wasn’t easy. For some reason, all the strength had drained from his body. So all he could do was cover his face completely and let out moans.

In the meantime, Marsilia licked the folds with a tenacity that bordered on obsession. Occasionally, he would bite the muscles near the hole with his teeth, and he would also nibble at the now slightly plump buttocks.

Every time Jaha was startled and jumped, Marsilia would mockingly chuckle.
“Ma-Mar!ugh!”

As the tongue poked his sensitive spot, a high pitched moan escaped from Jaha’s lips. The pleasure traveled down his legs, making his toes curl.

Marsilia draped Jaha’s leg over his shoulder and asked.
“Jaha, are you embarrassed?”

As Jaha still covering his face quickly nodded, Marsilia lifted his body and whispered.

“Look at me, Jaha. It’s been a while… show me your face.”

As Jaha subtly lowered his hand halfway, their eyes met through the gap between his fingers.

“How much more lecherous can become, just watch. Okay?”

“Are you crazy?”

When Jaha asked in Eastern Continent language, Marsilia frowned.

“Did you just curse?”

“No. Are you crazy?”

Marsilia, with a brazen smile, bowed his head again. Lifting Jaha’s lower body, he stuck his tongue out over the hole and looked down at Jaha.

“It’s not surprising that I’ve gone crazy for you.”

Watching the red tongue flicking and licking between its legs, he kicked at his back with his curled toes.
It felt like he was going crazy. He was on the verge of screaming because his tongue was probing in his hole.

Marsilia licked and sucked until Jaha’s hole was completely relaxed. Each time he pushed his tongue in, the hole twitched. Jaha, with his chest flushed red, kept covering his face, but later, he reached out his hand.

As soon as Marsilia intertwined his fingers with his, he gripped him tightly and twisted his waist. He groaned, and before long, he was moaning lewdly and moving his waist back and forth.

Every time Marsilia stroked his genitals with his bare hands, Jaha, who was sobbing, would sometimes beg him to stop. In those moments, Marsilia would gently comfort Jaha.

“It’s been a while, so you need to take it easy, Jaha. I don’t want you to be in pain.”

To be honest, he just wanted to dive into the already quite relaxed hole. His c0ck had been hurting so much since earlier.

Nevertheless, Marsilia stubbornly endured. He didn’t want to have their long-awaited intimacy in such a rigid place.

When he finished washing the completely limp Jaha and returned to bed, Marsilia finally released the desires that had been constricting him.

He hugged him tightly, shaking his hips wildly, and every time Jaha pushed back, he pulled him down by his shoulders and penetrated deeper.
The matter of the child had somehow disappeared from his mind. He was solely focused on burying his genitals in his hot body.

Holding him close, kissing him, and fully immersing himself in the act of their bare skin touching, Marsilia poured everything inside him into him.

Marsilia constantly whispered about how lonely he was without Jaha and how much he missed him.

He slightly resented him for saying that if he has a child, they would have to be separated again. Even though he knew it was for his own good, he couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

He couldn’t tell Jaha, but he sometimes thought about how wonderful it would be to keep having children.

If I keep having children, he won’t be able to leave my side.
Sometimes, when he made eye contact with Jaha, he would quietly roll his eyes as if he knew everything. The man who called his name with a face flushed with color was so lovely and beautiful that Marsilia felt ashamed of his base desires.

Even so, why can’t I stop?

Marcilia desperately wanted Jaha as if to fill the void of over a month in a single day. Without pushing him away, he pulled his limbs closer to his body and continued to thrust his member deep inside him, all the way to the root.

He felt relieved seeing the semen he had ejaculated several times flowing into a sticky foam. He was deeply relieved by the fact that this wasn’t a dream, that the person he was holding wasn’t an illusion.

Marsilia barely managed to suppress his hunger-driven desires after dawn broke. Then, he buried his face in the arms of the man holding him tightly, seeking comfort and falling asleep.

His warm body temperature and the way his limbs wrapped around him were so cozy. He thought he never wanted to wake up again. Then, he barely came to my senses at the faint sound of breathing above his head.

“Good night, Jaha. See you later.”

“Sleep well, Mar…”

Jaha greeted him as if he were sleepwalking and immediately fell asleep, and Marsilia quietly smiled, burying his face in his chest.

“When you wake up, I’ll greet you and ask if you slept well, and then we should have a meal together. We’ll sit by the sunny window, drink tea together, and spend time lounging around.”

Today, he just wanted to be with him without doing anything.