#Side Story, In Heat - 9
'What is this? What are you trying to do...!'
The unvoiced cry echoed inside him, but nothing came out. This was like... well, like...
'A kiss, he's trying to...'
He couldn't finish the last thought. Because at that moment, the breath that had approached without hesitation finally pressed against Seung-jo's lips.
His whole body trembled at the feeling of the flesh pressing softly and warmly, though it felt like a dry shell. Those touching lips remained still for a while, but soon slowly parted, and something moist emerged from inside, parting Seung-jo's stiffly frozen lips and penetrating. The sensation of another's tongue, saliva pushing in, slightly parting his clenched teeth with its tongue, was chillingly vivid.
And at that moment,
Thwack!
Seung-jo desperately struck that face and jumped up from his seat. The chair pushed by his legs fell backward with a sharp scraping sound. With that, everything instantly returned to normal. The air grew cold again, and it was Young-ui who was rubbing his face after being hit.
"I'll kill you," Seung-jo said, trembling with murderous intent.
"That's all well and good, but you might want to take care of what's trying to burst through your pants first before coming to kill me."
Only then did Seung-jo look down at his crotch for the first time. Something hot and swollen was twitching as if it might burst out of his fly at any moment.
"You're really big, you know. Did you enjoy it that much?"
Young-ui laughed.
Seung-jo's mind turned bright red.
The next day, when Mu-heon woke up and saw Seung-jo's face, he was startled.
"Seung-jo, did you even sleep? What's wrong with your face?"
Seung-jo nodded, his mouth curling into a half-smile. However, the dark shadows under his eyes and his rough face couldn't be hidden even if he tried. Mu-heon patted Seung-jo's back with a worried look.
"Are you sick? Is it because you're sleeping in a different place?"
"I'm fine. I'm going to wash up."
"You? Have you already washed?"
"Yeah."
"What... you should have woken me up too."
Though he grumbled, the worry flickering in Mu-heon's eyes hadn't disappeared. Looking at him, Seung-jo felt dejected.
All the freedom he had enjoyed until yesterday - washing together, changing clothes together - he could no longer enjoy. Just seeing Mu-heon's face was making his body react as memories of last night came flooding back.
A body once heated doesn't cool down so easily. Seung-jo had to spend another sleepless night, forcing himself to think of other things to calm what was between his legs.
This was absurd. He was just a guy with intense jealousy and possessiveness towards his friend, and he had no other feelings for Mu-heon. And yet. Just that.
When he went outside, boys from other rooms were also out for dawn training. Seung-jo noticed a few of them worriedly questioning one boy who was surrounded.
"Young-ui. Where did you get hit? What happened to your face?"
"I told you, I fell."
"Hey, there's a clear fist mark, how is that falling? Who did this?"
"I said it's not like that."
"..."
The clear bruise on Young-ui's cheek looked even more vivid under the sunlight. Seung-jo quickly turned his head away.
Choosing training partners proceeded quietly, unlike yesterday. There were no brave souls who dared to bother Seung-jo, who was showing signs of being in a particularly bad mood.
Seung-jo glared intently at the back of Mu-heon's black head while pushing his back as he sat with his legs spread.
"Hey. Push harder."
Suddenly, Mu-heon turned around with a dissatisfied expression. Seung-jo flinched and withdrew his arms, then frowned and nodded.
"My body feels stiff, so push really hard."
"...Alright."
Seung-jo began to firmly push Mu-heon's back with both hands as he lay down again in position. A groan of "Urgh" was heard from below. Though he had asked to be pushed hard, the unfamiliar muscles stretching must have been hard to endure.
Normally, he would have stopped there, but Seung-jo applied even more force and pushed harder.
"Aah..."
With a slightly pained groan, Mu-heon's back bent completely. His legs twitched, but he stubbornly still hadn't given up.
Just as Seung-jo was about to pause and push a little more, Mu-heon, who was crumpled under the pressure of Seung-jo almost completely pressed against his back, spoke in a puzzled voice.
"Seung-jo."
"What."
"I feel something strange pressing against my back. Did you put something in your pocket?"
...Surely not.
Seung-jo blankly looked at Mu-heon's back area, that is, between his own legs.
As if it had completely forgotten the time and place, that thing was again half-erect, pressed between Mu-heon and his own legs. What he had thought was just his body being hot from the difficult exercise when he hadn't noticed, now became an unbearable sensation once he realized.
Seung-jo quickly separated his lower body from Mu-heon's back and shook his head.
"Nothing. I'm going to the bathroom for a moment."
"Huh? Hey! Jeong Seung-jo. Where are you going!"
Though Mu-heon called out with a bewildered face from behind, Seung-jo had already hurriedly disappeared into the building. Behind them, the expression of Young-ui, who had been watching them while training, changed.
A moment later, Young-ui also entered the building after saying something to his partner, but no one noticed.
Bang! Slam!
"Hah... hah..."
Seung-jo, who had burst into the toilet stall right in front of him after flinging open the bathroom door, leaned his head against the wall, breathing heavily.
The thing raging inside his tight pants showed no signs of calming down soon. In his mind, sleepless for two days, the hot and moist sensation he had felt last night kept replaying as if he had just experienced it.
"Damn it...!"
Seung-jo rubbed his reddened, feverish eyes against the cold wall to cool them while hurriedly half-lowering his pants and grasping the thing inside his underwear.
Though that undeniable evidence of desire was disgusting, he had no choice. Yesterday he had time to cool down without touching it, but now he needed to take care of it as quickly as possible and return to Mu-heon's side.
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