DP Side Story 2, Episode 14

Deep Pivot Side Story 2, Episode 14

Instead of a reply, a light bite grazed the nape of his neck. “Baby.”
A whisper, nearly 100% air, swept across the bitten skin. It was only in bed, but lately, the “Lieutenant: baby” ratio seemed to have evened out around 6:4. At this rate, he might start dropping honorifics altogether… Just imagining Cha Yeon-woo speaking informally made Seo-joon’s body heat up instantly.

“Lieutenant… it’s still soft here, huh?”

The hole Yeon-woo had visited a few hours ago was still wet and loose. Pinching Seo-joon’s nipple with one hand, Yeon-woo slowly moved his hips. His firm shaft rubbed between the entrance and the perineum.

“Haah… Yeon-woo.”

Trapped in his broad arms, Seo-joon moaned at the sensation of his earlobe being sucked gently. He felt the blood rush and swell below. Adjusting his position for a better angle, Yeon-woo grabbed his own shaft and pressed it around the rim. His lowered gaze fixed on the small, tightly closed spot that began to part and softly suck in just the tip of the glans.

The reddened skin stretched tightly over the rounded head looked almost like lips. Clenching his jaw, Yeon-woo let out a hot breath and repeated the motion of pushing in just the tip, then pulling out.

“Baby… relax just a little.”

A breathless moan escaped Seo-joon. As Yeon-woo rubbed a finger around his hardened nipple, he pushed in a little deeper. The way the entrance trembled to loosen up, as if trying to nibble and swallow him, was adorable and obscene.

“Ah… hoo…”

When the shaft was about halfway in, a sweet sound spilled from Seo-joon. Overwhelmed by the rush of sensation, Yeon-woo nibbled softly on his earlobe. One hand continued teasing his chest while the other wrapped around Seo-joon’s exposed, lonely penis, giving it attention.

“Ugh, ah… hng, yes, ah…”

He began moving his hips, seemingly enjoying the feel of his thumb rubbing across the slit. As his penis was pulled deeper into the warm, slick walls, Yeon-woo thrust upward.

If there was one regret about this trip, it was not packing the bumper. He had checked it several times before leaving, but when they unpacked in the U.S., it had mysteriously vanished. Because of that, each time Yeon-woo entered Seo-joon, he had to estimate how deep he could go by feel.

“Hng, Yeon-woo, deeper… ah, haa, more… push deeper…”

Thrusting until he hit the spot inside where he couldn’t go any further, Yeon-woo wrapped both arms tightly around him. A wave of sensitivity surged, and a spurt of precum leaked out. He could feel his partner’s insides growing wetter.

Wasn’t it said that his fluid volume was ten times that of a normal person? It was one thing to know it logically, but another to see the measurements firsthand. While collecting samples at the lab, Yeon-woo realized for the first time just how much semen he poured into Seo-joon’s body.

“Hng, Lieutenant… I’ve already leaked this much.”

Squish, squish—Yeon-woo deliberately stirred the inside to make more noise, as if spreading his fluids evenly across Seo-joon’s tight inner walls with slow, circular movements of his hips.

“Ah… ngh…”

Trapped in the arms that wound tightly around him, Seo-joon shuddered with pleasure. The sweet sensation washed over him like a gentle wave, only to recede and return again.

The slow, undulating rhythm soon gave way to harder thrusts. Smack, smack, smack, smack. The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed sharply. The hand that had been relentlessly teasing his chest moved up to grip Seo-joon’s jaw.

“Ah, yes, ha, ngh… Yeon-woo, ha, Yeon-woo, yes, ah, mmm…”

Rounded moans bubbled from his lips and pooled inside Yeon-woo’s mouth. Yeon-woo clenched his jaw. Watching Seo-joon, who surrendered his soft tongue so helplessly, made him unbearably fond. For someone who seemed so composed on the outside, the lieutenant was this tender and vulnerable within.

“Ugh, ha, ngh… mm, ugh…”

Seo-joon’s body trembled inside his arms. A gush of semen spilled between Yeon-woo’s fingers. Clenching his grip around the shaft, Yeon-woo pumped faster to coax the release. “Ah, haa, baby, baby, ngh…” His desperate moans escaped uncontrollably, as if his patience had snapped.

“Ugh…!”

Yeon-woo, who had been holding back until his eyes welled with tears, finally reached climax and pulled Seo-joon into a tight embrace. Swollen with ecstatic pleasure, his arms felt as solid as boulders as they locked around Seo-joon’s entire body.

Their bare forms clung like kneaded dough, as if they wanted to become one. Yeon-woo kissed Seo-joon deeply while thrusting into the slick, soaked interior that squelched beneath them.

Their first late-night meal, which began around 1 a.m., ended by 2. Seo-joon lay utterly exhausted, and ate his second late-night snack—a bowl of instant ramen Yeon-woo had cooked for him.

“Getting used to late-night snacking is bad… Let’s only do it today, okay?”

Even that familiar line never changed.

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At last, the Cha brothers were reunited at Jacksonville International Airport. The joy of reunion and the excitement of travel were short-lived, as Jeong-woo had to be admitted to the hospital even before he could properly enjoy any rest on the beach.

Since Jeong-woo had to fast for 24 hours for a medical examination, Seo-joon and Yeon-woo also fasted in sympathy. Only Cheong-oh and Yeong-gyo, who had accompanied them as part of their security duty, occasionally went out to grab food.

“This tiny thing is going inside me?”

Small fingers tapped curiously on the tablet. Jeong-woo studied the module device that would be inserted into his chest with great interest.

“It looks like a Poké Ball.”

He was delighted, saying it resembled a symbol from a cartoon he liked.

“Yeah. This Poké Ball will move in and out like this every time you breathe, so it’ll help you breathe easier.”

Yeon-woo explained the module device in a way that suited his little brother’s understanding.

“Then I can go to school now and make friends too?”

“Uh-huh. So, I guess… I’ll have to go with my younger siblings then?”

Yeon-woo, brushing the now-chubby cheeks of his little brother and kissing them, smiled. But inside, he was already worried about Jeong-woo’s future school life. Based on his actual age, Jeong-woo should be in third grade right now. If the surgery schedule hadn’t been moved up and the outcome hadn’t turned out to be so miraculously good, even if he started school early, it would probably be next year at best.

That would make Jeong-woo a first grader at the age of eleven.

Seo-joon had offered several solutions. He mentioned there were small group schooling programs designed for patients around Jeong-woo’s age. So the idea was to replace elementary school with equivalency exams and have him enter middle school at fourteen.

Yeon-woo gently swept aside his brother’s fine hair and pulled the small body close, pressing their cheeks together.

“Let’s think about it once you’re healthy, okay?”

He no longer felt the helplessness that used to grip him whenever he thought about Jeong-woo. Now, he could give Jeong-woo everything he wanted. He had a partner as solid as a mountain at his side, and many kind, supportive adults around them.

His heart felt at peace, as if it were cradled in a warm, comfortable nest.

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• Lieutenant, have you eaten anything?

Seo-joon looked at his lover on the phone screen. While Jeong-woo, who had fasted for 24 hours, was undergoing a detailed medical examination, Seo-joon had to step away from Yeon-woo’s side briefly for a meeting with a wedding catering company. Of course, he casually told Yeon-woo it was something research-related.

“I had a sandwich earlier. What about you?”

• I had instant noodles with Lieutenant Hong Yeong-gyo earlier.

“Once Jeong-woo’s exam is done, we should all go get something tasty together.”

A smile spread across Yeon-woo’s face on the screen.

• Are you done with work?

Yeon-woo asked without even knowing exactly what kind of work Seo-joon had. Having such a trusting partner felt convenient at times like this. Still needing to buy more time, Seo-joon vaguely replied that he had some things left to take care of.

“Then are you alone in the hospital room right now?”

• Yeah, they said I have to wait until five.

“What are you going to do all alone until then?”

• Well, you could hurry up and come, Lieutenant.

Honestly, he really did want to rush over right that second. As Seo-joon gazed tenderly at Yeon-woo’s lovely face on the screen, Yeon-woo suddenly lowered his voice, as if something had come to mind.

• Lieutenant…

It was a whisper, soft like a breeze made entirely of air.

• Is there anyone around you right now?

Seo-joon quickly glanced around. He was standing on a quiet roadside near Huguenot Memorial Park, waiting for Cheong-oh to return with the rental car. Under the blazing midday sun, not even an ant was passing by on the empty road.

“Nope.”

• …Should we do that thing right now?

“What, phone sex?”