The only problem was that during the skirmish, the ammunition exploded, temporarily blinding Kwon Taekjoo.
With gunfire raining down on them, he had no choice but to get behind the wheel and rely entirely on Zhenya to guide him.
Zhenya directed him through the
chaos, calling out obstacles and giving instructions.
When they finally escaped, all four tires were shredded, the front and rear bumpers were barely hanging on, and the side mirrors had long since been ripped off.
It wasn't exactly a laughable memory, but Kwon Taekjoo couldn't help but chuckle a little, thinking back to the absurd situation.
"I was risking my life back then because it was my job. I don't need to do that now."
"Why not? You loved the adrenaline back then, and you still do. Don't you get even more aroused when it's more dangerous?"
Zhenya laughed.
Are you talking about yourself? Kwon Taekjoo thought.
As much as he wanted to, Kwon Taekjoo couldn't find a comeback because Zhenya wasn't entirely wrong.
But a sense of bitterness welled up inside him, realizing that most of his
memories with Zhenya were tied to moments of danger and risk.
Kwon Taekjoo reached out to play with Zhenya's light-colored hair. The unexpected gesture of tenderness silenced Zhenya's teasing.
"By the way..."
Kwon Taekjoo said. Zhenya leaned back, his gaze fixed on him.
"Your birthday is coming up. Is there anything you want?"
"Want something? As if I'm the kind of person who thinks like that."
Zhenya shrugged, not even taking a moment to consider the question.
He had lived a life of abundance from the moment he was born, so it was impossible for him to have any materialistic desires.
He had everything at his fingertips before he even had the chance to
want it.
On the other hand, Kwon Taekjoo knew he couldn't afford to buy a gift that matched Zhenya's lavish lifestyle.
Still, he wanted to give Zhenya something he might like, and in doing so, offer him a birthday worth remembering—especially since last year, they hadn't been able to celebrate properly due to work.
Plus, Zhenya had probably never heard a heartfelt
"Happy Birthday"
from anyone in his life.
"Think about it carefully, idiot. Don't let it pass and then complain later that I didn't do anything for you."
"Huh? So, are you going to give me whatever I wish for?"
"Depends on what it is."
"It's not like you have many options anyway. Why are you so picky?"
"How am I supposed to know what ridiculous request you'll come up with, you bastard?"
Kwon Taekjoo shot Zhenya a warning look as Zhenya pouted, acting as if he had been wronged.
He sulked and shrugged again.
"I'll take my time to think about it. I don't have birthdays very often, so I'll choose something only you can give me, Taekjoo."
He began nibbling on Kwon Taekjoo's cheek again, murmuring,
"What could it be?"
Kwon Taekjoo gave up trying to push him away—Zhenya was the type to ignore that anyway.
Besides, they were almost at Zhenya's place. They somehow made it to Zhenya's house despite the excessive displays of affection.
A sigh of relief escaped Kwon Taekjoo when he finally managed to park.
It was a miracle they hadn't crashed, and even more so that they hadn't hit any red lights along the way.
If they had, they would have put on quite a show for anyone watching—two men clinging to each other in full view.
Just the thought of it made him lose his mind.
"We're here."
Kwon Taekjoo watched Zhenya's calm demeanor with frustration before suddenly grabbing him by the nape of his neck and pulling him in for a hard kiss.
His other hand gripped
Zhenya's throat as he pressed their lips together, biting and rubbing them mercilessly, as if punishing him for all his previous provocations.
It was also a way to vent his frustration over Zhenya's indifference during his absence in Korea.
As their lips clashed, the delicate skin tore, causing a bleeding wound.
Kwon Taekjoo slid his tongue along Zhenya's lips before tilting his head and pushing it into his mouth.
Zhenya remained still for a moment, surprised by the sudden intensity, but soon a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
His eyes closed, and his eyelashes fluttered as he opened his mouth eagerly, breathing out with a sweet, expectant sigh.
The heat between them soared as their tongues played.
They gripped each other's hair and
clothes, their tongues entwined with a primal ferocity, like two wild beasts tasting blood.
Their rough movements caused their elbows and knees to bump against the steering wheel, but neither paid any attention.
They were consumed by their desire for each other, pushing and pulling with equal fervor.
Their breaths were ragged, and their hearts pounded violently. The sharp bursts of air escaping between their lips tickled Kwon Taekjoo's throat and face,
fueling his lust even more.
Kwon Taekjoo panted, struggling to catch his breath, but the stifling heat persisted. He could only quench his thirst by slipping his tongue across Zhenya's soft lips, his slick tongue, and
the wet inner walls of his mouth.
It wasn't until he greedily sucked all the accumulated saliva between them that he finally began to pull back.
They stared at each other with burning eyes, their faces just inches apart. The look in their eyes was almost predatory, as if they were seconds away from tearing each other's throats out.
Their heavy breathing sent chills through their bodies, while their lips hovered tantalizing close.
Zhenya's pupils contracted sharply in growing anticipation.
In a sudden surge of need, Zhenya shattered the tension between them and yanked Kwon Taekjoo toward him violently.
The back of Kwon Taekjoo's head slammed into the car's
ceiling, but Zhenya continued to grope him roughly, pressing their bodies together in the cramped space between the dashboard and the seats.
As Zhenya buried his face in Kwon
Taekjoo's hair, Taekjoo struggled to push him away.
"Uugh... Bastard, not here."
"Mm, but you're hard as a rock."
Zhenya's hand dug into his crotch, grabbing the large bulge in front of his pants.
Kwon Taekjoo arched his back at the feeling, but was able to push Zhenya's hand away.
"I may be wanting it badly, but I don't want to end up bent in half."
"Huh? Maybe I should buy another car."
"You'd buy another car just to have sex?"
Kwon Taekjoo gave Zhenya a light tap on the chest as he stepped out of the car, motioning for him to follow.
He looked disheveled, his clothes wrinkled, and his hair sticking out in
every direction.
He straightened his clothes and hair before heading to the front door of
Zhenya's apartment.
Just as he reached for the doorknob with ease, Zhenya suddenly pressed
against his back, trapping him in his arms and burying his face in Kwon Taekjoo's neck.
"You're not a wild animal. Can you wait a minute?"
"I've only been this patient because I'm not a wild animal,"
Zhenya countered, inhaling
deeply to savor Kwon Taekjoo's scent.
A soft sigh escaped him before he began nibbling on the back of Kwon Taekjoo's neck.
At that very moment, the security lock beeped and unlocked the door, having recognized Kwon Taekjoo's biometric features.
"Ugh! Wait…"
But before Kwon Taekjoo could react, Zhenya pushed him through the door and into the house.
They both tumbled to the floor in a tangled mess, with Kwon Taekjoo landing heavily and banging his knees.
The impact sent a sharp pain through him.
"Ow! That hurt, you bastard! You're going to break all my bones."
"You wanted it so bad just a while ago, and now you're acting like nothing happened? Isn't this what you wanted?"
Still pinning Kwon Taekjoo down with the full weight of his body, Zhenya began rubbing his face against the back of Kwon Taekjoo's neck.
His nose buried into Kwon Taekjoo's thick hair, and he exhaled a warm, sweet breath.
"Just wait a second! Just wait!"
"Mnh... Taekjoo…"
"Ugh… is someone chasing you? Why are you in such a hurry?!"
Kwon Taekjoo managed to push Zhenya off his back with his elbow, but Zhenya took that opportunity to grab Kwon Taekjoo's chin and kiss him urgently.
He pressed his hard erection against Kwon Taekjoo's ass, moaning softly.
Kwon Taekjoo's chest slammed against the floor, leaving him unable to breathe. His neck was stiff and sore from the awkward position.
In his desperation to escape, Kwon Taekjoo tried to turn his head, but to no avail.
Zhenya, undeterred, brought his lips close to Kwon Taekjoo's ear and slid his tongue into the orifice.
The inside of his ear became moist, the wet sound of Zhenya's tongue echoed in his ear sharply.
Kwon Taekjoo ducked his head in disgust, but Zhenya merely bit the back of his neck again as his hand slid down to Kwon Taekjoo's abdomen, unbuttoning the zipper and buckle of his
pants.
Kwon Taekjoo reached down quickly to stop him, but Zhenya had already wrapped his hand around Taekjoo's cock and began to stroke it gently.
"Weren't you the one asking me when I'd come back? Taekjoo, you were practically begging me earlier, and now you're pretending you don't want it."
"Mn... I never said I don't want it. Just... go slower, you idiot. Ah, ngh... we have the whole night."
"We do? Who knows if I'll be able to enjoy it to the fullest? If you get a work call right when we're having fun, I'm the one who'll lose out,"
Zhenya replied, biting Kwon Taekjoo's neck, which had gone numb from the repeated attacks.
Zhenya seemed to be carrying a lot of pent-up frustration, likely from all the times their vacations had been interrupted by Kwon Taekjoo's sudden work obligations.
He treated their time together like a rare treat that could be taken away at any moment, devouring it hungrily,
like a man starved for too long.
Just thinking about it made Kwon Taekjoo's heart ache. At that moment, Zhenya felt Kwon Taekjoo's resistance fade and pulled back from his neck.
He lifted Kwon Taekjoo's shirt from the hem, pushing it up over his head, exposing the broad expanse of his back.
Zhenya swallowed hard, a lump forming in his throat. Every time Kwon Taekjoo let out a huff of frustration, Zhenya sank his teeth into his trembling shoulder blade, causing Kwon Taekjoo's waist to shudder uncontrollably.
"Ah... Ngh..."
"Taekjoo, Taekjoo..."
Zhenya repeated Kwon Taekjoo's name several times, his voice low and almost like a moan as he traced the curve of Kwon Taekjoo's back with the sharp edge of his nose.
Along the way, he pressed lingering kisses that sent tingles down Kwon Taekjoo's spine.
Zhenya savored the warmth of Kwon Taekjoo's skin and the scent that clung to him until he reached a scar just above the curve of Kwon Taekjoo's lower back.
Where there had once been a tattoo,
there was now a thin layer of new skin.
Gently, Zhenya slid the tip of his tongue over the faded marks, as if trying to bring the tattoo back to life.
The sensation, both ticklish and strangely pleasant, made Kwon Taekjoo's body writhe in response.
A trickle of semen gushed
from his cock. Zhenya's large hand slid over Kwon Taekjoo's cock, rubbing it from base to tip in long, leisurely strokes.
With his other hand he caressed Taekjoo's abdomen before pulling down his pants and underpants with a single tug.
The elastic band on Kwon Taekjoo's underwear stretched, tightening around his thighs and leaving his ass bouncing on top.
"Aaah..."
Letting out a deep sigh, Zhenya pulled Kwon Taekjoo's arms behind his back, imprisoning them effortlessly with one hand.
With the other hand, which had been stroking Kwon Taekjoo's cock, he held Kwon Taekjoo's abdomen, lifting him onto his knees and forcing him to lift his ass high.
Kwon Taekjoo ended up unsteadily resting all his weight on his shoulder
and left cheek.
"...Aagh, what are you doing, you lunatic bastard?"
"Are you seriously asking because you don't know?"
Zhenya's eyes flashed with a provocative gleam as he looked at Kwon Taekjoo, whose cheeks and ears had reddened, and not just because of the blood rushing to his face.
Zhenya pulled Kwon Taekjoo's plump ass apart, revealing the tight little opening in between.
He stared at it as he gave Kwon Taekjoo's cock another firm squeeze.
Kwon Taekjoo's hole contracted in
response to the stimulation.
"So much fuss when you're this eager"
Zhenya whispered quietly, completely fascinated, before burying without warning his face in Kwon Taekjoo's asshole.
Zhenya's thick tongue pressed against the thin folds of Kwon Taekjoo's entrance.
Taekjoo's whole body jerked as his most private area was thoroughly drenched. His hands, still imprisoned by Zhenya, clenched into tight fists as his erection remained in full effervescence, reacting eagerly to the overwhelming feeling.
Zhenya's lips curved upward as he meticulously traced every inch and crevice, stimulating with the tip of his tongue the opening while it twitched under the tingling sensation.
"Nngh... Wait... Zhenya... Mn..."
With every attack of Zhenya's tongue, Kwon Taekjoo's head tilted down and his body trembled heavily.
The sound of his gritted teeth echoed inside his clenched jaw.
Zhenya memorized his every move as he continued to suck on his delicate flesh.
That's when, without warning, he inserted the tip of his tongue inside Kwon Taekjoo's moistened hole.
"Aah, mmmmn, ughh."
Kwon Taekjoo's limbs stiffened and his body shuddered. Unable to hold back his moans, he slumped forward, his forehead resting against the bare floor.
His fists shook, and his knuckles
turned white from the tension, as he was determined to push Zhenya away.
However, Zhenya paid no attention to his futile efforts and plunged his face even deeper, opening his mouth wide as he devoured the soft skin surrounding Kwon Taekjoo's hole, and the curvature of his ass.
At the same time, his hand gripped Kwon Taekjoo's cock, pumping it with an energy that was almost painful, as if he wanted to milk him.
"Aahhh... Aahh... Mmmn..."
Kwon Taekjoo's body writhed uncontrollably from the overwhelming sensations.
Zhenya's hand gave another tight squeeze before gently wrapping around the tip of Kwon Taekjoo's cock, all while his tongue continued to penetrate deep inside his softening hole.
Kwon Taekjoo's asshole grew tighter and tighter in response, closing firmly around his tongue.
Gradually, his hand went from pushing Zhenya away to clinging desperately to his light- colored hair.
"Ahgh... I don't... Mmgh like it-... Mngh, aahn...!"
Eventually, with a wet sound, Zhenya removed his lips and instantly pulled his deft hand away from Kwon Taekjoo's cock. Taekjoo's body trembled involuntarily in consequence.
His dilated and distended hole, now brimming with saliva, twitched as it opened and closed.
"Aah... What do you think, Taekjoo, do you still think we have plenty of time, do you want me to fuck you nice and slow?"
"Aah... ughh., you fucking... asshole."
Kwon Taekjoo was breathing heavily as his body trembled in frustration. But Zhenya tightened his grip on his arms, holding him firmly in place.
Kwon Taekjoo tried desperately to relieve the overwhelming sensation on his cock, that was about to explode, by rubbing his glans against the floor, but Zhenya prevented his efforts by lifting his abdomen with his other free hand.
"Don't waste your time trying to do it alone. Just ask for it and I'll gladly help you out."
"Uugh... let go. Nngh, I told you to let go of my arm."
"How long are you going to keep saying things you don't really mean? Hm?"
Zhenya muttered, unzipping his pants. His erection soon fell heavily on Kwon Taekjoo's ass, making the latter's whole body shudder and tense up on the spot.
Zhenya nestled his cock along the curve of Kwon Taekjoo's ass so the thick length pressed deliciously against the pliant flesh.
Prominent veins bulged along Zhenya's erection due to his overwhelming arousal as he rubbed it up and down against Kwon Taekjoo.
A sensitive, aching throb ran through Taekjoo as the ridges on Zhenya's cock grinded against his hole.
"Mmmn… Aaah.."
"Aaah, you don't need to be shy, Taekjoo. You want me, don't you?"
"Nngh... Mmn... Aah..."
"Just hurry up and ask me to fuck you. Ask me to shove my cock in and make a mess out of you, do it."
Zhenya insisted, pressing his crotch against Kwon Taekjoo's ass.
Zhenya's glans pressed against Kwon Taekjoo's hole insistently, its weight crushing the sensitive flesh.
However, Zhenya didn't stop there. He leaned down to nibble Taekjoo's shoulder as his ear rubbed against Kwon Taekjoo's, folding it under his pressure.
Irregular breaths echoed near Kwon Taekjoo's ear, fanning the flame of his own arousal.
"Nngh.... Ahh. Zhenya yes nm..., Hurry..."
"That's it, my zainka."
"Nngh.... Nnmm, mmm, stop wasting time uuugh and fuckin' put it in me at once...damn it."
A laugh of disbelief burst from Zhenya. He stopped rubbing himself against Kwon Taekjoo and, without warning, rammed into him until he bottomed out.
Taekjoo's whole body stiffened at the intensity of the thrusting as he swallowed a moan that threatened to escape.
"Ahh! Aaah... shit...".
"What's the matter, don't you like it? I gave it to you just the way you wanted it."
"Uughh, yes nngh, nnm..."
"Mmh. Are you whining because I'm not fucking you the way you want? You're desperate, aren't you?"
Zhenya asked in a teasing tone, his voice heavy with amusement.
He wrapped an arm around Kwon Taekjoo's neck, squeezing tightly enough to make Kwon Taekjoo's already unsteady breathing even more labored.
Taekjoo's hands, now free from Zhenya's grip, rose to grasp his arm, but the hold around his neck didn't loosen.
He was completely at Zhenya's mercy.
"...Alright, Taekjoo. Mommy [1] will take care of you."
Zhenya desperately nibbled on Kwon Taekjoo's ear before he began pounding him with overwhelming intensity.
Each powerful thrust stretched Kwon Taekjoo's inner walls to the limit, only for Zhenya to withdraw in one swift motion, dragging his cock along Kwon
Taekjoo's sensitive insides.
The overwhelming but arousing sensations made it almost impossible for Kwon Taekjoo to stay upright, even so, Zhenya's firm grip on his abdomen
refused to lessen, holding him pinned in place.
Kwon Taekjoo had no choice but to helplessly take every inch of Zhenya's cock, which was thrusting hard into him again and again.
Zhenya's rock-hard thighs vigorously slapped against Kwon Taekjoo's behind. The wet sound of their sweat-covered skins flooded the room as they crashed repeatedly.
Kwon Taekjoo's skin Taekjoo's skin reddened, swelling from the relentless friction.
"Aaah, ahh! Nnnnm… Aah! Mmm, ahh.... No no- no-...!"
"What was that, still not enough for you?"
Zhenya whispered, while licking Kwon Taekjoo's hot cheek slowly and vigorously.
Kwon Taekjoo gritted his teeth, turning his head away, but Zhenya seized the opportunity and plunged his tongue inside Kwon Taekjoo's ear.
The invasion caused Taekjoo's shoulders to tense. His moans turned into halting sobs as Zhenya moved his hand from Kwon Taekjoo's abs to encircle his neglected erection.
Zhenya watched each subtle change in Kwon Taekjoo with rapt attention as his hips swayed wildly with each thrust.
With a deft flick of his wrist, he began to slide his hand up and down Kwon Taekjoo's cock, intensifying the overwhelming pleasure that quickly drove Kwon Taekjoo to the edge of his sanity.
"Aah, aah, uuugh, nngh, aaah..."
"Aahh, that's it, you're finally making adorable sounds."
Zhenya, also consumed by his own arousal, was spreading countless kisses along Kwon Taekjoo's neck, nape and shoulders.
He had managed to tame Kwon Taekjoo's hardened flesh, making it soft and pliant, but his lust kept growing with every thrust.
The way Taekjoo's quivering walls clung to his cock, pulling it deeper and deeper, gave him a mind- numbing surge of pleasure.
The wet, slippery heat of Kwon Taekjoo's inner walls constricted around him, pulling him into an ever-deepening precipice.
Driven by irresistible temptation, Zhenya buried himself inside Kwon Taekjoo before reluctantly pulling back.
The tight grip exerted by Kwon Taekjoo's inner walls was so intense that it threatened to swallow his cock whole inside again.
He thrust all the way in, pulling out
just enough to leave the glans of his shaft wedged inside, then thrust in again with ruthless force, as if he wanted to punish Kwon Taekjoo's tight hole.
Every thrust caused a bulge to rise and fall inside Kwon Taekjoo's abdomen. The continuous friction left Taekjoo's ass and perineal area noticeably reddened from the pounding of Zhenya's cock and balls.
"Aahh, Ah, Zhenya.... Nnghh... Mmm, aaahh, right there ...Mmn yes, more.... uugh..."
"Mmn, that's it, my zainka. It's so good to hear you being honest. Mmn, makes me want to fuck you right where you like it."
Before Zhenya could even stop talking, he adjusted his position, his cock shifting to hit a completely different spot inside Kwon Taekjoo.
"Aahh...!"
A loud, uncontrollable moan erupted from Kwon Taekjoo; his back arched upward against Zhenya's chest.
The relentless grinding of Zhenya's cock against his most sensitive spot caused his rigid limbs to jerk, as if shocks of electricity were coursing through them.
His mouth, open in pleasure, slammed shut as a thick string of saliva slid across his lips.
His inner walls convulsed, hungrily devouring every inch of Zhenya's cock.
"Ahh, nngh, ahh..."
"Taekjoo, Taekjoo..."
An irrepressible desire invaded Kwon Taekjoo; the need to melt completely with Zhenya, to intertwine in such a way that not even the slightest space of distance remained between them.
Zhenya rubbed his forehead against Kwon Taekjoo before lifting him off the floor, grabbing him by the waist and thighs.
With Kwon Taekjoo clinging to him like a doll, Zhenya stood up, holding him close.
Instinctively, Kwon Taekjoo wrapped his arms around Zhenya's neck, his legs spreading and locking around the man's waist, pressing their chests together.
Kwon Taekjoo quickly regained his senses, realizing his precarious position.
The feeling of nearly slipping sent him into a panic.
"Hey! What the hell is this position?... Ugh, I'm going to fall. I'm telling you, I'm going to fall!"
"You won't slip,"
Zhenya assured him, moving in to plant a slow, soft kiss on Kwon Taekjoo's cheek. The sweet kiss sent a shiver down Kwon Taekjoo's spine.
"Let me go! It's uncomfortable, so—ah!"
Kwon Taekjoo's complaints came to an abrupt halt as he let out a muffled cry.
Zhenya's cock, which had withdrawn halfway as they switched positions, suddenly thrust back inside him with a force that struck directly into his most sensitive spot.
Kwon Taekjoo's head tilted back,
his eyes widened in shock as he crossed his gaze with Zhenya's. A small smile tugged at Zhenya's lips as he leaned in and kissed the corner of Kwon Taekjoo's lips.
Then, he began to ram into him again with force.
Zhenya's relentless thrusts continued to hit Kwon Taekjoo's sweet spot, causing intense shocks of pleasure to ripple through his body at even the slightest friction.
Each upward thrust pulled Kwon Taekjoo off Zhenya's cock, only for gravity to pull him back down and force them closer together.
Kwon Taekjoo's own erection, freed from Zhenya's grip, swayed between their bodies, slapping Zhenya's abdomen with every move.
Desperately, Kwon Taekjoo tightened his arms around Zhenya's neck, trying to steady himself and thus soften the
impact of falling on top of Zhenya's shaft.
However, Kwon Taekjoo's desperate grip only seemed to spur Zhenya on.
Zhenya breathlessly whispered Kwon Taekjoo's name over and over as he fucked him even harder.
"Nnngh aahh aahh mmnnn aah! Nnghh, it hurts... aaahh, mmm, aahh...!"
"Aaah, mmnn, Taekjoo, ahh Taekjoo..."
It felt as if Zhenya was about to pierce through his stomach.
A wave of ticklish pleasure surged up to Kwon Taekjoo's head, gripping every fiber of his body.
"Aaah, nnngh, uuugh, mmmph! Slow down... ahh! Aaah! Why, mmn, do you keep, ahh, hitting... the same spot... ahh! Ugh! Damn it!"
"Ngh, Taekjoo..."
"Do you like it like this? Hmm? Haa, Taekjoo..."
Zhenya's relentless thrusts hammered deep into Kwon Taekjoo as he sank his nose into Taekjoo's neck, inhaling his scent.
The moans that echoed against his skin were a mixture of pain and passionate longing, as if begging for more.
Kwon Taekjoo's head was spinning in
overwhelming euphoria. He didn't know if the dizzy feeling was caused by his field of vision moving erratically or the intense heat soaking his body.
He was bathed in sweat, his thighs
and belly numb as a result of Zhenya's incessant movements. No matter how hard he tried to breathe, he felt breathless.
Gritting his teeth, Zhenya slammed Kwon Taekjoo against the wall. The power of the impact tore a slight whimper from Kwon Taekjoo's mouth.
But he barely had time to process the
pain... Zhenya's body squeezed him, pinning him down as he continued his powerful thrusts.
Kwon Taekjoo couldn't do anything but moan, helplessly caught in the inescapable tide of pleasure as he reached the brink of his own orgasm.
Kwon Taekjoo's head slammed against the wall. Distorted echoes of his own moans bounced through the air, amplified as they crashed against the walls.
He struggled to push Zhenya
away with his head and back, but his resistance only seemed to stimulate Zhenya's overbearing thirst.
Zhenya's thrusts became even more violent and vicious as he deepened the
penetration, ravaging Kwon Taekjoo's insides with each powerful plunge.
"Aaah! aaah! Mmnph... nnnggh aaah!!!"
"Mmm, nngnh.... Taekjoo."
"Stop Ahh, stop! mmn, mmph, nng, nng, shit ugghh! ... Shit, nngh!"
"Aahh, hhaa, mmn, zainka, zainka.... Nng!"
Zhenya's fucking became more desperate, more passionate, until his body finally stiffened.
He buried himself deep into Kwon Taekjoo one last time, his cock twitching uncontrollably before releasing a hot spurt of semen.
Taekjoo's internal walls squeezed around Zhenya's shaft, amplyfing the pleasure that coursed through his body.
Taekjoo squeezed his eyes shut, trying hard to endure the almost unbearable shocks of pleasure that continued to rack his body.
His throat was sore from the sobs and moans he hadn't been able to hold back, to the point where he could almost taste blood on his tongue.
When he finally let out the labored breaths he'd been stifling, the burning in his throat was so sharp that he could barely speak.
"Ahh, aah... Mm... Crazy bastard..."
"…Taekjoo."
Zhenya rained kisses down on Kwon Taekjoo's neck and shoulders, holding him in his arms, even murmuring Kwon Taekjoo's name tenderly.
Kwon Taekjoo was so exhausted that
everything felt unreal, like a dream.
He struggled to open his heavy eyelids, but everything around him remained blurry as deep drowsiness and a shivering chill overtook him.
"Mmn... I want to bathe."
"Okay."
Surprisingly, Zhenya agreed without hesitation. However, despite his words, he didn't release Kwon Taekjoo or pull out his cock.
Instead, he stood there, holding Kwon Taekjoo against the wall, his gaze drifting to the evidence of Kwon Taekjoo's release on the wall.
He let out a chuckle.
"You came on the wall? It's a masterpiece."
"Who do you think made me do--...? Ouch."
Kwon Taekjoo's protest was interrupted as Zhenya's supple member pressed against his sensitive hole, before sliding out.
The sensation was followed by a slow trickle of cum dripping down to the floor, forming a white stain on the surface.
Kwon Taekjoo stared at it for a moment before grabbing Zhenya by the ear, pulling him in for a kiss.
Zhenya's ragged breathing finally steadied. Slowly, Kwon Taekjoo pulled away and looked into Zhenya's blue eyes, whose pupils were still as dilated as they had been from the start.
"Let's go to the bathroom first,"
Kwon Taekjoo murmured, his voice heavy with exhaustion.
Zhenya smiled with satisfaction, simply replying,
"Alright."
Then, he lifted Kwon Taekjoo
into his arms and carried him toward the bathroom with light, unhurried steps.
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End of chapter.