TS 070

As if the embers that the cigarette had been burning had been transferred whole, their lips locked greedily. At the same time the white object that had been between his fingers fell, the arm that was wrapped around his waist tightened. Yoon Taehwa faintly wrinkled the bridge of his nose.

“Ha… This position is novel.”

It was a position of sitting on top of another person’s thighs. When he raised his lips into a smirk, Han Suryeon fluttered his eyelashes, the corners of his eyes curving.

“Please let me off just this once.”

The fingers that had slowly crept up towards his face scraped below his lips. Following the movement of the corner of his mouth, the mark on his skin twitched along with it.

“Do you know that I’ve wanted to bite here all along?”

Unlike his soft tone, his two eyes were shimmering as if boiling with heat. Yoon Taehwa smiled thinly.

“I know.”

The tongue that had slipped out of his lips blatantly licked his fingers.

“Don’t just say it, bite me.”

No sooner had the words finished than Han Suryeon, who had let out a curse, pressed his lips against his again. His neatly trimmed nails scraped down the mole below them.

“Uht.”

Although the air was still cold, the entangling body heat was incredibly hot. At the movement of him chewing on his tongue, as if biting, Yoon Taehwa’s expression faintly crumpled.

The rougher Han Suryeon got, the more leisurely Yoon Taehwa responded. When he deliberately stroked the mucous membrane inside his cheek, his tongue followed.

The wet sound of saliva mixing with saliva escaped into the quiet night air. Yoon Taehwa turned his head slightly and pulled his lips away. Unlike the warm and moist inside, the wind that brushed against his cheek was cool. Thanks to the pale light, he could look down at the other’s face perfectly.

“You told me to bite you, not just say it?”

Han Suryeon’s eyebrows furrowed in dissatisfaction.

“I thought that was all the biting you were going to do.”

“Mmm. I see. Alright, then.”

The man who had obediently nodded his head curved the corners of his eyes as if he were melting and reached out his hand.

“It seems our Team Leader is not satisfied…”

The hand that had covered the nape of his neck slid down and blatantly pressed the vital point where the carotid artery flowed.

“I’ll have to try harder, what else can I do?”

“Uht!”

His lips parted, and a hot tongue pierced inside. When he stood up from his sitting position, the distance between them closed in an instant, and their bodies were pressed together. Yoon Taehwa instinctively wrapped his arms around his waist, just like last time. Because their lips were attached, the sound of Han Suryeon’s throat rumbling was transmitted perfectly.

Ha. Yoon Taehwa, who had laughed as if it were ridiculous, roughly sucked and pulled the tongue that had pierced the inside of his mouth. It was closer to a fierce and insistent act of exploring each other than a romantic kiss.

Han Suryeon walked without hesitation. He entered the living room as if it were his own house and pushed Yoon Taehwa against the wall.

“Haa… Doesn’t this remind you of before?”

Yoon Taehwa, with his back against the wall, pulled at the hair entangled in his hand.

“You’re right. It does remind me of before.”

It was clear he was talking about what had happened in the panic room. When he deliberately moved his hips and rubbed his erect cock, Han Suryeon let out a shallow breath and muttered an incomprehensible word.

“I remember choking Han Suryeon.”

“I told you, you can choke me now too… Choke me as much as you want.”

As the force of him pushing grew stronger, the force of their genitals pressing against each other naturally grew stronger as well.

“For someone who said that back then, your kisses aren’t very rough, Team Leader.”

“Ah, do you really want me to make you unable to breathe?”

Yoon Taehwa pulled Han Suryeon’s head and bit his lip viciously.

“I’ll make you gasp for air more than you did then.”

“I’m looking forward to it.”

It was impossible to tell who had lunged first. A pointed tongue licked the mole below his lips and then pierced the parted teeth. Yoon Taehwa scraped the piece of flesh that had invaded the inside of his mouth. With an ambiguous breath that was neither a moan nor a laugh, Han Suryeon pressed his body fiercely against him.

“Hut.”

His body shook from the tongue that was pushing him to the point of suffocation and the movement that was blatantly thrusting his hips. It was a matter of course, as he was sandwiched between Han Suryeon and the wall.

Following the blindly pushing thrusts of his hips, the cock that had become erect inside his clothes rubbed against the other’s body. Even with the cloth in between, his excitement raced to the top of his head.

Suddenly, just as in the panic room, Han Suryeon turned his body. Yoon Taehwa, instead of choking him like he had then, sucked on the tongue that was mashing his, as if wrapping around it. Breath mixed with breath, and heat rose.

He, who had let out a low gasp, let go of the hair he was holding. He dropped his hand and wrapped it around the pale neck, and the beating of his heart along the blood vessel was transmitted perfectly. It was the moment he was about to twist his head out of habit to control his breathing.

“Ugh.”

With the feeling of his body falling over, a familiar sensation wrapped around his back. When Han Suryeon got on top of him, the leather sofa made a faint, unpleasant sound.

“I didn’t expect you to get on top of me.”

“I’ve always been thinking about this side…”

Han Suryeon, who had smiled slyly, bent his waist and bit his lips again. Yoon Taehwa raised his right knee and parted his lips. His whole body was heavy because the large body was sitting on his stomach, but it was not a weight that he, an Esper, couldn’t handle.

As the wet pieces of flesh became entangled outside his lips, a shiver of sexual pleasure ran down the back of his neck. Yoon Taehwa reached out his hand and blatantly touched Han Suryeon’s thigh. Han Suryeon began to thrust his hips, as if he had nothing to be afraid of.

“Ha… Team Leader.”

Yoon Taehwa, taking advantage of the brief moment their lips parted, barely managed to catch his breath. Even when he used his body in the field, it was rare for him to get this out of breath in such a short time. When he roughly swept back his hair, which had fallen from falling backwards, he saw the man looking down at him with heated eyes.

“What?”

Yoon Taehwa answered shortly. His own voice, mixed with excitement, was quite unfamiliar.

“Can I masturbate while looking at your face, Team Leader?”

Han Suryeon asked with a pale face. Thanks to the beautifully raised corners of his mouth, his expression looked innocent, but from his half-lowered eyelids, lust was dripping.

I think he asked that before. He must really want to masturbate while looking at my face. Yoon Taehwa loosely raised his lips.

“Do it.”

“Until I cum?”

Han Suryeon, far from being shy, added a shameless request. Yoon Taehwa reached out his own hand and pulled down the zipper. The shape of his tautly erect cock was clear even over his clothes.

“Go ahead, Suryeon-ah.”

There was nothing that couldn’t be seen between them, who had even rubbed dicks together.

“I’ll watch you until you cum.”

“Please look at me prettily.”

Han Suryeon pulled down his own underwear and took out his cock. The cock, which had revealed its presence even under the generously tailored Esper uniform, popped out heavily. It was a shape that didn’t suit the words ‘look at me prettily’ at all. If he had to be specific, it was on the pretty side, but it was too much of a weapon-like size to be obediently called pretty.

Yoon Taehwa looked at the cock that was right in front of his nose and then raised his gaze. When their eyes met, Han Suryeon slowly narrowed his eyes and began to stroke his cock. Unlike the bulging blue veins on the back of his pale hand, a faint blush was on his pale cheeks.

His left hand pressed firmly on Yoon Taehwa’s lips. At the grip of his nails digging in, Yoon Taehwa stuck out his tongue, as if to show off, and asked.

“Want me to suck it?”

“Hoo… I want to touch your tongue. Can I touch it?”

His fingers had already pierced his lips. Yoon Taehwa let the rudely piercing hand fiddle with his tongue and lowered his gaze again. The cock, full of blood, was moving along with his pale hand.

The writhing piece of flesh felt not like a part of his body, but like a living creature moving on its own. A tendon bulged on the back of the hand that was wrapped around the large cock. Yoon Taehwa stared intently at the throbbing cock and licked the finger that had pierced the inside of his mouth with his tongue. At the faint movement, Han Suryeon’s eyes narrowed, and his jaw tensed.

Looking up at the thoroughly excited face, Yoon Taehwa smiled damply. The finger that had been pressing his tongue slipped out, and a soft skin touched his.

“Uht…”

A pink piece of flesh once again pierced the inside of his mouth. Because Han Suryeon had bent his waist, he could feel the hard, erect cock through the thin t-shirt. A clear weight and a hot body heat pressed down on his body.

As the wet kisses continued and the warm piece of flesh was mashed on his stomach, a ragged breath naturally escaped him.

“Hoo…”

Finally, a large hand pierced the inside of his t-shirt. Yoon Taehwa, instead of swatting Han Suryeon’s hand away, just watched what he was doing. The t-shirt that had been rising, as if it would be taken off completely, only stopped after it had revealed his firm chest.

“Now I get some eye candy?”

Han Suryeon burst out into a small laugh. Unlike his soft tone, his eyes were in a half-gone state.

“If you want eye candy, I thought I told you to take yours off first.”

“Yeah, I’ll take it off now.”

Han Suryeon, who had taken his hand off his cock, easily took off the Center uniform. The pale skin was a contrast to the black clothes that fell to the sofa with a thud.

“Back then, ha… Didn’t you say you liked my body? Touch it as much as you want.”

The hand that had snatched Yoon Taehwa’s wrist urged him to touch his body.

“I’ll touch you as I please too.”

The cock, which was erect as if it would cum at any moment, traced over his abs. When the precum that had been oozing from the tip wet his stomach, Yoon Taehwa loosely pulled at the corners of his mouth as if to snort.

“I think I’m at a loss. You’re even fucking my stomach?”

“You said you’d watch until I cum?”

Han Suryeon bent his waist again. As he moved his cock in that state, as if thrusting, Yoon Taehwa, who was pinned underneath, was also shaken along with him. The leather sofa made a rough, creaking sound. Han Suryeon, who had buried his lips in his neck, muttered an incomprehensible word in a low voice.

“Ha…”

With the sensation of sharp teeth grazing a vital point, his stomach became wet. Han Suryeon, who had slowly licked the neck that had drawn blood with his hot tongue, lazily raised his upper body.

Yoon Taehwa looked at the face that was full of excitement and put on a thin smile.

“You said you’d masturbate, you didn’t say you’d bite me and even rub your dick on my stomach.”

“I guess I wasn’t very pretty.”

The cock that had just cum started to get erect again.

“But I have to satisfy our Team Leader…”

Han Suryeon, who had reached his arm back, kneaded Yoon Taehwa’s dick.

“I’ll do pretty things until you cum, Team Leader.”

Unlike Han Suryeon, who had been in uniform, Yoon Taehwa was only wearing light clothes. The hand that had invaded his sweatpants smoothly crept into his underwear.