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A strong jaw, even teeth, and a mouth that often turned fierce whenever he smiled. The inside of his mouth was warmer and softer than he’d expected. Ma Jae-seung gently withdrew his hand after nibbling at the corners of Shin-woo’s mouth. It was funny how soon after he was convinced that the other man wasn’t going to hurt him, but at the same time, he didn’t like the idea of him rushing in to suck him off.

“Can’t you do it?”

Sensing his hesitation, Shin-woo knitted his eyebrows together and laughed. He clucked his tongue in disappointment, and his spirits rose. Ma Jae-seung gestured at his neatly dressed attire and answered quickly.

“We’ll have company in half an hour.”

“It won’t take that long.”

His confident ambition to make him cum quickly brought a hollow laugh. He wanted to see just how well he could suck to make such a claim. He was annoyed, but also curious about his true intentions for offering to do it when it wasn’t even necessary.

Ma Jae-seung lifted his eyes from his feet and squinted at Shin-woo. He was still sitting there, still waiting for an answer. Now, with no symptoms of rut left, it wasn’t like they were paying him more money…

Ma Jae-seung looked at the hands that he had thought were going to choke him if he didn’t keep them cuffed. Those were the hands that held him down throughout their sex, scratching his back and distractedly caressing the back of his neck, making him blush and moan. Judging by the other man’s reaction, Ma Jae-seung guessed that he had enjoyed it too. Good, in fact…if that was the only reason he’d come over, kissed him, and kneel down, then he was all for it.

Ma Jae-seung swallowed hard as he looked down at Shin-woo. The edges of his ears were red, even though he was acting so shamelessly without changing his expression. He ran his fingertips over those rounded ears, and Shin-woo looked up. As his fingers slid along his handsome jawline, he met Ma Jae-seung’s eyes and didn’t avert his gaze for even one moment. He opened his mouth slightly, his thumb pressing against the small scar on his lip. Ma Jae-seung sucked in a deep breath. The blood rushed between his legs as his cock throbbed.

It was safe to say that the chances of Shin-woo suddenly biting off his dick at this point were slim to none, and even if it were to happen, his abnormal body would recover quickly. Even if the flesh was torn off, it would heal quickly, so it wouldn’t even require a stitch. After quickly rationalizing, he began to undo his belt. While his hands were busy, Shin-woo came up on his knees and grabbed him. When he pulled his penis out of his underwear, it was already half-erect.

The erect shaft dangled over the top of his chiseled eyebrows. He tried to shake himself to get it a little harder, but Shin-woo reached out and grabbed the shaft, then stuck out his tongue and licked the glans deeply.

“Mmmmm…”

Ma Jae-seung’s toes curled up tight. Shin-woo nibbled on the glans a couple of times, and the penis throbbed loudly in his grasp. Shin-woo ran his tongue over his teeth, then licked his entire lip to wet it. Ready, Ma Jae-seung watched as he finally opened his jaw, his lips parting to suck in the glans.

His mouth was bigger and deeper than it looked, and it was hot, which Ma Jae-seung felt when he pushed his tongue against his cock. With his jaws stretched to the limit, clamped tightly around the shaft, Shin-woo swallowed the shaft, inch by inch. The sensitive skin pressed past his lips, crushed his tongue, and came to a hard point near his throat. Not stopping there, the big cock plunged in, filling his slick mouth to the brim.

Ma Jae-seung stopped, breathless. He couldn’t move, too nervous. Shin-woo’s short exhalations through his nose heated his lower belly. Part of him wanted to shake his hips and shove it into his mouth, and part of him wanted to take a step back. Just then, the head that had been buried against his groin began to move slowly.

“Ha…ah.”

The hand that had been groping the wall helplessly caressed the side of Shin-woo’s face. His teeth were perfectly hidden, and he squeezed his penis, pressing it against only the puckered skin. His cheeks puckered and then filled in slightly as he sucked. Each time the cock slid in and out of his mouth, a trickle of saliva escaped.

The pleasure of having his cock stimulated was nothing new, as he’d just had sex the day before, but a subtle emotion stirred in the pit of his stomach. It wasn’t to lower the excitement that had been forcibly raised by Pheromone to a normal level, but an act that had started in the brightly lit daytime with both of them being perfectly rational. Shin-woo gripped the back of Ma Jae-seung’s thighs with both hands and moved his head back and forth as he sucked his cock. The sucking alone was starting to arouse him, and his breathing was becoming erratic. Even though he was wearing black pants, Ma Jae-seung couldn’t help but notice that the bulge between his legs was getting bigger and bigger. The excitement was obvious.

He was doing it for pleasure. With that realization, his body instantly boiled over. Ma Jae-seung pressed his heated right hand firmly against Shin-woo’s earlobe. He would make a pleasant noise whenever his ear was sucked. He even scratched the soft, tiny flesh gently to tickle it.

“Mmmmm…”

A moan accompanied by a shallow vibration tightened his penis. Impulsively, Ma Jae-seung clasped Shin-Woo’s head in both hands, then paused and let go again. He was disturbed to see that his lips were parted, even if only slightly. He didn’t want to hurt it by rocking his hips recklessly. Ma Jae-seung wanted to heighten the pleasure he was feeling.

Too scared to think about it, Shin-woo reached between his legs. His touch was impatient as he lowered his pants and pulled his cock out from inside. Without taking the time to gently touch and caress it, he grabbed the pole and shook it hard. He masturbated and moaned as he sucked Ma Jae-seung’s cock. His whole face, from his ears to the base of his neck, was drenched in pleasure. Sweat beaded his freshly washed face, and a long line of drool ran down his chin.

He was close to cumming. Saliva trickled from the corners of his open mouth as Ma Jae-seung pulled his penis out. His lips were puffy and his mouth was parted. His eyes glistened with moisture as he blinked. Ma Jae-seung cupped his chin in one hand and masturbated against his face. His eyes glazed over with pleasure and his lips parted. He stroked his cock relentlessly until he climaxed.

“Ha, ha…Ma Jae-seung.”

Shin-woo’s body shuddered, and his eyes squeezed shut as he frantically masturbated. “Ma Jae-seung.” The name he spat out just before he cummed, and the sight of his face as he climaxed, spitting out his name, immediately grabbed his attention. His mind went white. With one last powerful shake, his dick throbbed and spurted a cloudy stream of fluid. Cum dripped onto the floor, onto Shin-woo’s face and body, and between his legs.

“Ha.”

Ma Jae-seung let out a short groan and caught his breath. It was a short, thick climax.

When his vision slowly returned, he saw Shin-woo pulling out a tissue and wiping roughly between his legs. He wiped his mouth roughly with the back of his hand and glanced at Ma Jae-seung. His lips were puffy and erotic in a way he’d never seen before.

“Well.”

He blurted out. “Ma Jae-seung.” The same harsh, obscene voice he’d used to call out, barely above a whisper, at the height of his climax.

Not knowing what to say, Ma Jae-seung silently picked up the spray from the trash can and sprayed it again. Ignoring the man’s words that he should leave it alone because he had to wash it again, he sprayed until the canister was empty. Ma Jae-seung shook it off and sprayed it again. His face felt strangely hot, so he sprayed his face as well.

It felt weird. Ma Jae-seung could hear his name ringing in his ears. He’d heard it many times, but never like now.

“Do you believe me now?”

Shin-woo asked, shaking his head roughly to clear his hair. 

“Shouldn’t you be thanking me for not biting off your genitals?” 

Ma Jae-seung nodded, despite his condescending attitude. 

“I said I’d believe you.” No sooner had he added bluntly than there was a knock on the door.

“Master. Mother has arrived.”

He heard Butler Hwang’s voice from the door. He checked his watch, and there were five minutes left until their appointment. Ma Jae-seung pulled Shin-woo to his feet and buried his nose under his ear and at the base of his neck, sniffed him, and whispered to him so he wouldn’t hear Butler Hwang through the other side of the door.

“I’ll go ahead, so wash up and come out.”

Whatever conversation he had with his mother, Shin-woo had to be there too. They exchanged a brief glance and moved quickly.