Chapter 81

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As forecasted, it rained throughout the weekend. The sun was hidden behind dark clouds, and not a single ray of light entered even during the day.

At this rate, we'll be called out in a few days. He blankly thought while looking out the window where the sound of rain showed no signs of stopping.

The thought didn't last long.

"Haa, hng, ugh!"

Soram's body sat down on top of Tae-un. At the same time, the penis dug into the crevice of the deep inner walls. His waist bent backward due to the inside being strongly pressed down, but soon it was pulled back by the person in front.

"Ah, Han Taeu, eun, haa, ha, heuk...!"

Soram grabbed Han Tae-un's hair. Even though the air conditioner was turned up high, his jet-black hair was wet with sweat.

Tae-un grabbed Soram's waist and matched the speed of thrusting upward, with his buttocks swallowing the penis and slamming against his thighs. Unable to maintain his balance, Soram leaned his upper body as if hugging Tae-un's neck. Every time the inside was pierced, Soram's fingertips stood up on Tae-un's back.

"Haa..."

Tae-un raised his head and exhaled a long breath. The bangs covering his forehead fell over, making his excited eyes more visible. The upper bodies that were in close contact rose and fell greatly. The hot breaths heated up the body temperature that had accumulated between the two.

"Heuk, eung, ah, heua."

After their first sex, a gel of unknown origin appeared in Tae-un's room. During the foreplay stage, he would cover his hand with a lot of gel and wet the inside. When he inserted after wetting it to the point where Soram would shudder at the slimy feeling inside, at least the stiff pain wouldn't be felt. It was still difficult for the inside to open up, but the body also waited for the pleasure that would come after that.

"Hng, eung! Hng!"

Tae-un grabbed Soram's buttocks. It was a firm strength that left red handprints even on a body that didn't usually get injured easily. Every time he pulled Soram down and thrust up into the inside, a sound like stepping hard on a puddle was heard.

"Augh!"

A trembling vibration spread to the tips of his fingers and toes. Just like the marks he left, small wounds also remained on Tae-un's back. As the climax approached, the movements seeking excitement became more intense. Since both of them were 1st-grade with high stamina, they tended to find intense and breathless sex more stimulating.

Tears of pleasure fell from Soram's eyes onto Tae-un's shoulder. This strangely huge sensation made him surrender in the end even though he prepared himself every time he started. Even now, he was swaying his thighs, abandoning his thin reason and seeking the spot where the penis was thrusting hard.

"Han Taeu, euk! Ah, faster, heuk!"

The penis that slightly pulled out and thrust back in pounded the deep inside. After the first insertion, Soram no longer needed to forcibly squeeze out the words that it felt good. His body felt pleasure through sex to an extent that was startling. So when Tae-un asked if it was good, he could only nod his head.

As ejaculation approached, the testicles hitting Tae-un's crotch ached. It was probably similar for him too. It had been a while since he closed his mouth and only let out moans, and their ejaculation timing was almost simultaneous.

"Ah, eung, heueng!"

Semen spurted from Soram's penis. The white liquid splattered on the curved abs of the two. When he tightened his back while feeling the ejaculation, Tae-un's moans became even lower. Then soon, the penis would start wriggling inside the narrowed inner walls.

Soram looked at Tae-un with hazy eyes. When he ejaculated, the space between his thick eyebrows would furrow, and a sound scratching his throat would come out along with a long breath between his tightly closed upper and lower teeth.

After finishing ejaculation, he would soon catch his breath and regain his vision, and when his eyes met Soram's at that moment, he would kiss him or caress his body with his hands.

Now, Soram's gaze met Tae-un's as he was looking at him. As expected, a hot palm cupped the back of Soram's neck and pulled him. Tae-un also approached the head that was bowed forward.

Tilting his head slightly, their lips naturally interlocked. Their tongues intertwined like their two naked bodies in contact. The sound of thunder and strong winds outside disappeared behind the friction sound coming from between their lips. Soram accepted Tae-un's persistent invasion as if digging without resistance.

The kiss that was layered with barely enough space to breathe continued for a long time. As they deeply mixed their mouths, their thickened lips slowly parted. Eyelids opened, and brown eyes and jet-black eyes met from a span away.

What broke the subtle tension was the languid smile that appeared on Soram's face. Soram drooped his shoulders with a drained expression.

"I want to get off now. My back hurts."

Tae-un supported Soram's back and laid him on the bed. The penis came out from inside him. The gel that had melted inside flowed out from the open hole and wet the blanket below. Soram endured that strange sensation, scrunching his eyes tightly.

Tae-un, who had tied and thrown away the condom, lowered his body and pressed against Soram. He parted his lips and sucked on the skin of Soram's collarbone before releasing it. A red mark was left in that spot. It was the same shape as the ones densely left on Soram's body.

After Ayoung witnessed the marks, Tae-un refrained from places that might show outside the shirt, but he still put his lips on many other places.

"You... really seem to like leaving marks."

Tae-un stroked Soram's body.

"Maybe because I feel like I might get lost."

"Who? You?"

"Or maybe I'm anxious that I might lose you."

As he kissed him again and interlocked below, the heat that had risen again was felt. Today was the weekend, and tomorrow was also the weekend. They were the only reasons why he wouldn't end it with this one time.

However, Tae-un first checked on Soram and waited for his breathing to calm down slowly. He silently looked at him lying on the bed, but the unsatisfied desire was felt in his large hand caressing his body.

"If it weren't for me, you would have had to live as a eunuch for the rest of your life. Who could endure you doing it so intensely?"

"That's why I'm enjoying my good fortune in meeting Jin Soram."

"..."

He probably said it without much meaning, but Soram's heart drew a faint ripple upon hearing the words "good fortune in meeting."

Tae-un, who had said he would do as he pleased, showed little change in his appearance at the office. Even when only the two of them were in the office without Ayoung, he didn't bring up related topics or attempt contact. He remained the same taciturn figure who spoke little and only did what he had to do.

However, it changed when they returned to the dormitory after work. The broken door, which was practically useless, was eventually removed, and they ended up living like in a shared house. Tae-un often called Soram and naturally crossed over. Then he would kiss him or lightly embrace his body. With such a nonchalant demeanor that Soram couldn't even find a chance to say, "What?"

He had told him to do as he wanted, but he had no idea what he was thinking.

"Euk... Stop touching."

The chest that Tae-un touched with his fingertips while stroking down the body had already swollen red. If he had said some nonsense while touching, Soram would have told him to stop long ago, but he was just touching it stoically without a word or expression, so when Soram looked down thinking, 'Ah, it's a bit sore now,' it was already swollen.

"You noticed quickly today."

When Tae-un removed his hand, the chest with a deepened color and stiffly raised tip appeared. Compared to the other side, the shape was clearly different. Instead of letting go of the chest, Tae-un climbed on top of Soram again. And he kissed the collarbone. As if it were some signal to start anew.

Soram stared blankly at Tae-un and then just placed both hands on his shoulders to agree.

Tae-un took the unswollen opposite chest into his mouth. While biting the chest with his teeth, his hand went down from the perineum to between the buttocks.

The hole that had been widened by the thick penis easily swallowed three fingers without difficulty. The hand that had been carefully feeling the inside in case there were any dry spots began stimulating the inside, helping with the arousal when Soram's breath started to get hot.

"Haa, ah..."

Breath escaped through Soram's parted lips. A red flush rose to his face again. His buttocks and thighs began to tremble as if anticipating what would come next.

"Han Taeu, just come in. Hng."

"Yeah. It's a good thing I loosened it thoroughly earlier."

Tae-un pulled out his fingers that had been inserted to the root and reached out towards the condom placed on the nightstand. During that time, the conversation between Soram and Tae-un ceased, and both of their breaths quickened little by little as they thought about what was to come.

Beep― Beep― Beep―

The mood was cut by an alarm with no ambiance. One of the pagers placed side by side next to the condom flashed with light.

"..."

"Heh."

Soram also frowned with a languid face and burst into laughter. He propped his body up on the bed.

"Is it mine? Or yours?"

"It's mine."

The hand that had picked up the condom put it down and went to the pager instead. Since they were on emergency standby due to the rainy season, for anything that wasn't a very big deal, they would call Tae-un rather than Soram, who was the team leader level.

For once, a clear emotion of annoyance was evident on Tae-un's usually stoic face. Whew... Tae-un let out a long sigh and got up. Then he bent his waist again and kissed Soram's cheek. He also lightly bit and released the cheek with the tip of his lips, but unlike the body, marks didn't easily remain on the face.

Soram received the ticklish kiss and waved his hand that was stretched out to the side of the bed. The blue mist dropped to the floor and lifted the shirt, placing it next to Tae-un.

"Thank you."

"The pants are over there."

Soram's special ability proficiency was almost indistinguishable from psychokinesis when seen from the outside. The pants that had been pushed to the end of the bed also flew over and landed in Tae-un's hand. The faint blue mist that had lightly clung to the pants dispersed.

"Where's the dispatch location?"

"Junggye-dong."

Tae-un took the pager, shirt, and pants he had checked and went to the bathroom. In less than 5 minutes after turning on the shower, he came out wearing the things he had taken in. He must have poured cold water on his head first, as a chill emanated from him.

"Is it enough to just calm that down and go?"

"I'll wear a raincoat on the outside, and if I get wet in the rain, it'll cool down. The wet hair won't be noticeable either."

"That's true."

He answered while mechanically and swiftly arranging his clothes, which were the same 365 days a year. Soram sat on the bed with his knees raised and watched him.

"I'll be back soon."

Tae-un wrapped the blanket over Soram. There probably weren't many relationships where one person calmly waved their hand while the other put on clothes and quickly left in the middle of sex.

If Soram's pager had rung, Tae-un would have probably hurriedly picked up the clothes from the floor and handed them to him, and Soram would have quickly gotten dressed. There were times when Tae-un said he would go out instead in such situations, but Soram refused, saying what they would think if the team member went out for all the dispatches on his day off.

Left alone, Soram leaned back blankly with pillows piled behind his back.