PIA 144

The room was quiet and dark, with the only light source being the lamp above their table. Aside from each other, the only movement in their field of vision was the headlights of cars passing by outside the window. When Jeong Hee-seo approached, casting a large shadow, Ji-an felt a little tense.

“Maybe it was because you were crying but you look so captivating today.”

“Hyung, don’t say things like that.”

Jeong Hee-seo laughed, took Ji-an’s hand, and gently stroked it.

“Can I kiss you?”

“So suddenly, while we’re eating?”

“I’ve wanted to do this since earlier.”

You felt the same, didn’t you? Jeong Hee-seo’s cheek brushed against Ji-an’s. He leaned in deeply, whispering in his ear and giving him a series of light kisses before finally kissing him properly.

The soft, melting kiss lasted a long time. He nibbled gently on his lips and lightly rubbed his tongue against his mucous membranes. Ji-an felt aroused, as if he were savoring Jeong Hee-seo’s pheromones as a dessert.

“Come to think of it, I think I’ve wanted to do this ever since I first fed you.”

“I was too busy eating then. If Hyung had tried to kiss me then, I might have hit you.”

Jeong Hee-seo pulled back slightly and rubbed Ji-an’s lower lip with his thumb.

“Hmm, I thought you were attractive because you ate so well.”

His lips came down again, a little rougher this time. He lightly bit the tip of Ji-an’s tongue, causing Ji-an to gasp and widen his eyes.

“I should try kissing you there again next time, Ji-an.”

Ji-an blushed like a ripe peach, as Jeong Hee-seo sucked on his neck and earlobe. Despite his arousal, he kept looking around nervously. It felt like Jeong Hee-seo could hear the sound of his startled eyes darting around, so he chuckled softly, his lips still pressed against Ji-an’s.

“No one’s here.”

“Still.”

Jeong Hee-seo, who hadn’t let go for a long time despite Ji-an’s attempts to push him away, suddenly pulled away without hesitation. Sitting opposite him again, he looked directly at Ji-an and touched his lips. Ji-an deeply agreed with the statement that his eyes were drawn to his lips.

The dessert course was yet to come. Jeong Hee-seo rang the small bell on the table. Ji-an clutched the handkerchief in his hand.

He had come to give his review, but he couldn’t think of anything. He had even forgotten the taste of the steak he had just eaten. His mind was blank, unable to describe the beautifully arranged dishes or the new dessert presented before him.

He only thought, “It’s delicious,” and “I want to eat it.”

Of course, the object of his “I want to eat it” was a little different.

In the limousine on the way home, Ji-an quickly took Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck into his mouth.

“I thought kissing wasn’t allowed?”

Jeong Hee-seo slightly narrowed one eye and stroked Ji-an’s forehead.

Ji-an’s gaze flickered towards the partition separating the driver’s seat from the back seat. Since Jeong Hee-seo didn’t make a sound, unlike him, he thought it might be okay. More than anything, his desire to svck him was intense.

Usually, Jeong Hee-seo would push Ji-an away if he tried to put his mouth there. Ji-an had been waiting for an opportunity, driven by curiosity, desire, and rebellion, but today, his desire crossed the line. Perhaps it was because of the heightened mood after the proposal, but Jeong Hee-seo didn’t stop him.

He just kept stroking Ji-an’s hair with his large hand.

“It must be difficult.”

“Ugh, mmmph.”

“Ha, Ji-an.”

Now he understood why he had stopped him before. Ji-an spat out the glans that was hard to swallow and licked the edges of his lips that were stretched to the point of tearing.

“Big.”

“Don’t overdo it.”

Even though he said that, Jeong Hee-seo didn’t stop Ji-an. He barely managed to hold on to his senses that were about to fly away at the warm, soft feeling in Ji-an’s mouth.

“Put your tongue down. That’s right.”

Ji-an stuck out his tongue and wrapped it around the shaft, licking it and swallowing the shaft down his throat. When the tip of the glans scraped against the roof of his mouth, his lower abdomen twitched violently.

Once he got past the point where it felt like it was getting stuck in his throat, his mouth was full of it. His jaw ached from the abundance of clear saliva and his pheromones. Ji-an swallowed it down, his throat constricting.

“Ha, Ji-an.”

He sucked hard, and the glans entered the back of his uvula, causing the shaft to throb and swell. Ji-an felt a gentle pressure building in the fingertips that had been stroking his head. Wiping away the physiological tears, he looked up to meet Jeong Hee-seo’s flushed eyes. Their gazes locked, and his Adam’s apple bobbed violently.

“Why are you in such a hurry?”

Ignoring his attempt to pull away, Ji-an stubbornly swallowed deeper, and it felt like, or maybe it was just him, Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck was swelling even more. Finally, his mouth began to fill with his pre-cum. Ji-an used his tongue, sucking, swallowing, and licking with meticulous care.

Even the brush of his teeth against the shaft was stimulating, causing Jeong Hee-seo’s face to contort. A low groan escaped his throat.

A strong scent emanated from Ji-an, his face buried in Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck. The scent of the large bouquet of flowers that had been left there had long since disappeared.

His head became dizzy, and excitement surged to the crown of his head.

“!”

Jeong Hee-seo, suddenly losing control, unleashed a torrent of pheromones, causing Ji-an to pull back urgently. Clear saliva dribbled from his parted lips. Jeong Hee-seo pulled Ji-an, who was about to roll under the chair, into a hug. Ji-an’s eyes were glazed over, his cheeks tear-streaked.

“Don’t cry, Ji-an. Why are you crying?”

Their following kiss was full of salty taste and sweet fragrance. Both their minds grew hazy.

***

The atmosphere of the sex that followed the proposal was nothing like Jeong Hee-seo had anticipated. His plan to whisper sweet nothings of love was shattered by the overwhelming, almost animalistic pheromones.

“Heup!”

The flower petals scattered throughout the house by his order were pointless. Ji-an, whom he’d hoped would appreciate the flower path, was too busy pressing his lips to his. The scent rising from Ji-an’s body overwhelmed any other scent. Only urgent moans escaped their joined lips.

The two were in a hurry from the moment they entered the front door. The moment the door closed, Ji-an threw off his clothes and climbed onto Jeong Hee-seo. Jeong Hee-seo supported Ji-an’s buttocks as he was hanging on his neck, the flowing fluid soaked his hands. His hand reached for a condom in haste.

Jeong Hee-seo pressed Ji-an against the wall, parted his buttocks, and thrust his d1ck inside. The wet hole easily swallowed the shaft, but as the swollen inner walls were roughly stretched by the forceful entry, Ji-an let out a cry.

“Haa— Heung!”

“Ha, Seo Ji-an.”

Ji-an straightened his back, leaning against the wall, and shuddered. Despite his eagerness, the overwhelming pleasure made his head pound. Jeong Hee-seo wrapped his arms around Ji-an’s head and roughly pushed upwards.

“Ah, Heueup!”

Ji-an, already close to climax from the penetration alone, finally couldn’t hold back and sprayed his cum onto Jeong Hee-seo’s chest. The milky fluid even splattered onto his sharply defined jawline. Ji-an squeezed his eyes shut against the dizzying vision, his pheromones raging.

Jeong Hee-seo looked down at Ji-an’s d1ck, which were still throbbing even after ejaculating, and licked his lips. The reddened tip of the glans ignited his desire to swallow it.

He lifted his head to meet Ji-an’s gaze, and this time, the flushed eyes further fueled his desire. Jeong Hee-seo moved his hips greedily, stirring and stimulating Ji-an’s insides.

“Damn, you’re stimulating me more today.”

“Uh, Hyung—!”

Ji-an’s thighs wrapped around Jeong Hee-seo’s waist trembled. But the pleasure was addictive and seductive. With a slight adjustment to match Jeong Hee-seo’s rhythm, using his own weight, electricity surged through his stomach. Tears poured down as Ji-an clumsily reached his peak.

Moans erupted sporadically from his open mouth.

“Ah! Eu, Ung! Good, good. Hyung, Hyung!”

Jeong Hee-seo had no intention of slowing down, even as Ji-an trembled pitifully with each forceful thrust. Fluid continued to drip from the tip of Ji-an’s d1ck, which was pushed between their stomachs. Each press on the widened inner part, the spot that made Ji-an’s eyes widen, resulted in a stream of pre-cum, which soaked Jeong Hee-seo’s clothes.

Jeong Hee-seo firmly grasped Ji-an’s luscious buttocks and slowly moved. Ji-an’s excited breath scattered against his neck. He welcomed Ji-an’s desperate, frightened embrace. Ji-an’s strength ebbed away, his body having released so much in such a short time. He slumped limply as his earlobe bitten lightly.

“Ji-an, hold on tight.”

“H-Heung, ungh, I’m tired.”

Jeong Hee-seo playfully lifted him up as they moved through the living room, and Ji-an reached his climax once again. He twisted his waist, spilling milky cum.