PIA 145

Jeong Hee-seo gritted his teeth at the frantic sucking of the h0le. Ji-an in his arms was melting like mush. The inside of heis stomach, filled with Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck, was like a hot spring. The soft, sticky clinging sensation provided insane pleasure.

“Why are you svcking so hard? Ji-an, are you trying to k1ll me today?”

“I, I don’t know, I didn’t do it. Heuk Heuk! Heup!”

Ji-an burst into tears, unable to cope with the pleasure. Yet, his insatiable inner walls eagerly opened with each thrust. The deep penetration, reaching almost to his rectum, made Jeong Hee-seo shudder. The warm, wet inner walls that sucking on the tip of his d1ck, were driving him mad.

Jeong Hee-seo changed his mind about going upstairs. He laid Ji-an on a nearby high table. Even the change in angle was stimulating, causing Ji-an’s d1ck to spurt clear fluid once again.

“Nngh.”

Ji-an, with all strength drained from his body, felt limp to his very fingertips.

“I, it’s strange, I’m dizzy, Hyung.”

His eyes were swollen and red from crying throughout the intense pleasure. His pale body glowed faintly on the ebony table. Jeong Hee-seo looked down at the skin flushed pink in places and grabbed Ji-an’s chest.

“Ahnngh! No, don’t!”

The soft nipples were already swollen and taut from rubbing against each other while their bodies were pressed together. Ji-an’s waist swayed when Jeong Hee-seo grabbed them and twisted them. With a low chuckle, he bent down deeply and thrust his d1ck in hard again.

Jeong Hee-seo’s excitement also reached its peak as Ji-an’s body convulsed with repeated orgasms. Ji-an’s legs, wrapped around Hee-seo’s waist, trembled and twitched with each of Hee-seo’s thrusts. It seemed he was being forcibly brought to climax repeatedly, convulsing even after minimal movement.

“Nng, nngh! Again, again! Ah, no!”

“Ji-an, you might get dehydrated at this rate.”

Despite his words of concern, there was a hint of amusement tinged in his voice.

Slap, slap, Jeong Hee-seo continued his thrusts while licking and biting the erect nipples. Ji-an’s excitement further fueled him. Veins bulged on his muscular groin. He gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to cum.

Jeong Hee-seo relentlessly pressed against the swollen inner walls, thrusting his d1ck to the deepest part, almost painfully. It felt like all the restraints he had been holding onto were suddenly released. Ji-an flailed helplessly and screamed in response. His eyes widened and his body stiffening.

“!”

As his breath hitched at the peak of pleasure, his senses heightened. The sucking of the inner walls finally broke Jeong Hee-seo’s resistance. He rested his forehead against Ji-an’s shoulder, breathing heavily.

Even after the long orgasm, Ji-an couldn’t bear the convulsive aftershocks. When Jeong Hee-seo finally pulled out, the gaping hole was a breathtaking sight. Ji-an whimpered, curling up his knees.

“Huu, Heuk.”

“Ha, Ji-an.”

Fluid leaked from the condom on the withdrawn d1ck. After removing the cumbersome rubber sheath, a mixture of cum and clear fluid poured down Ji-an’s legs and stomach.

“Nng.”

Jeong Hee-seo furrowed his brow. One eye closed involuntarily from the overwhelming sensation. His fingertips trembled as he stroked his still spurting d1ck. Ji-an looked up at Jeong Hee-seo with a tear-stained face.

“Wh, what—Hyung, you, you peed? On me?”

“Of course not. Are you a pervert, Ji-an?”

“Hyung, you peed on me and call me a pervert.”

Jeong Hee-seo’s body also trembled from the unfamiliar pleasure. Disregarding their completely soaked bodies, he hugged Ji-an tightly as if he might burst. He couldn’t bear the lingering aftereffects without the warmth of their bodies pressed together.

Ji-an pulled the large, trembling shoulders closer with his weak hands and whispered.

“I love you, hyung.”

“You’re saying it first again, always trying to get ahead.”

Jeong Hee-seo, with his strength drained, found himself pathetically clinging to Ji-an. As he collapsed, whispering “I love you” and then laughing so hard his ribcage shook, Ji-an laughed along with him. It was a moment that would become another unforgettable memory for both of them.

***

Ultimately, Ji-an’s desire for a simple wedding ceremony failed before the paperwork was even submitted. Everything went according to Jeong Hee-seo’s wishes. As Ji-an submitted the marriage registration form, a new ring adorned his finger.

“Hyung.”

Fidgeting with the ring, still unused to the weight on his finger, Ji-an called out to Jeong Hee-seo. As he submitted the marriage registration form, there wasn’t much of a smile on his face.

He seemed quite displeased that after such a boisterous proposal, a night of passionate lovemaking, and a weekend of relentless sex—leaving him sore—they were handling the legal aspects of marriage first. He was still feeling a bit unsteady on his feet.

Unaware of Ji-an’s sulky mood, Jeong Hee-seo turned his head with a calm expression.

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

At least he’d managed to get the “I love you” out. Once he said it, it came easily.

Jeong Hee-seo finally chuckled. A warm smile spread across his previously impassive face. As he replied, “I love you too,” a ray of sunshine suddenly illuminated the room. The civil servant, collecting the documents, smiled at the happy new couple.

When it came time to submit the birth certificate, they had another argument about Hae-yi’s birthday, but Ji-an lost again. Or rather, there was no winning or losing.

Ji-an had already accepted that Hae-yi had chosen his own birthdate. He just seemed to need to act spoiled towards Jeong Hee-seo a few times to feel satisfied.

The man, who seemed like the type to have his secretary submit pre-written documents, appeared in person. Even his overly sincere demeanor was pleasing. Ji-an stretched his body comfortably as he left the community center.

He had truly become a family with him. The weather was nice, and Ji-an was in a remarkably cheerful mood. It felt like he had successfully put a period on one chapter and was moving on to the next.

As he descended the stairs, he pulled out his phone and quickly searched his contacts. Jeong Hee-seo, who was following him, wrapped his arm around Ji-an’s shoulders.

“Why are you calling Jeong Hee-yeong?”

Ji-an, who was about to press the call button, turned his head.

“I told you I have a date with noona today.”

“The ink on the documents we just submitted isn’t even dry yet, Ji-an.”

Jeong Hee-seo groaned as he headed towards their car parked in front of the community center.

“I spent all of Friday and the weekend figuring out the meaning behind those documents.”

“We should celebrate submitting them.”

Oh my god. Ji-an’s face paled as he made a truly disgusted expression, causing Jeong Hee-seo to burst into laughter. Seeing his reluctance, Jeong Hee-seo wondered if it was a truly important appointment. Ji-an, as if waiting for the opportunity, chattered.

“I’m supposed to go to the place we’ve shortlisted for Hae-yi’s 100-day celebration today to make the final decision. I’m in a rush. The date is approaching, and I need to decide quickly because of the flowers. We’ve already postponed it a lot.”

“Why didn’t you include me?”

“Well, noona said she doesn’t want you to come.”

Prevented from making the call, Ji-an exchanged messages with Jeong Hee-yeong, firmly replying. Jeong Hee-seo put his arm around Ji-an’s shoulders and rested his head on his crown. Peeking down, he saw that Jeong Hee-yeong was deciding on a meeting place, saying she would pick him up.

As soon as the decision was made, Ji-an pushed Jeong Hee-seo’s head away and abruptly raised his head.

“Can you go to work alone, hyung?”

“I feel like I’m losing you to noona right after getting married.”

Ji-an burst out laughing at Jeong Hee-seo acting childish and leaning his weight on him. His actions of opening the car door and pushing Jeong Hee-seo in were quite resolute.

Jeong Hee-seo looked dumbfounded when his childish act didn’t work at all. He always indulged Ji-an’s antics, after all.

As soon as the driver’s side door closed, he opened the window to protest, but Ji-an quickly leaned in and showered him with kisses. He planted a final loud smooch on Jeong Hee-seo’s cheek, who had closed his mouth tightly to defend himself, then pulled back without hesitation.

“Goodbye, honey. Make lots of money.”

Jeong Hee-seo finally gave in to the cheeky remark. As he sat there with his hands on the steering wheel, Ji-an ran away, occasionally turning his head and waving his hands excitedly. Jeong Hee-seo watched him for a long time.

Even when Ji-an had become a small dot in the distance, he turned around and waved his hand. It was telling him to hurry and go. It was a moment when the hundreds and thousands of ordinary days he would face with Ji-an in the future vividly appeared before his eyes. Jeong Hee-seo smiled and started the car.