VSP 92

Dogyeong sighed and placed his hand over Sejun’s, which was wrapped around his waist.

Maybe everything had already ended the moment he found the person clinging to him cute instead of annoying on this hot summer day.

The last trace of hesitation that had remained in Dogyeong’s heart disappeared in that moment.

“Sejun-hyung.”

That must have been the first time Dogyeong had deliberately called Sejun by name. He couldn’t not know that Sejun always reacted whenever he called him “hyung.”

“Why…”

He felt Sejun flinch at that title. Sejun didn’t seem to know yet, but Cha Dogyeong was the kind of person who only moved once he decided.

Dogyeong looked at the vulnerable Seo Sejun, whose bare heart was exposed, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

“I like it when you hold me, but this still isn’t enough.”

“What…”

“Hm? Sejun-hyung.”

Dogyeong’s voice was unusually low. The sound reverberated through Sejun’s body, and he ​unauthorized copy​closed both eyes tight.

Fuck, Seo Sejun had turned into a pervert. He couldn’t understand why his strength left his waist just because of that “hyung.”

What made it worse was that the brat seemed to know and use it. Sejun felt anger rise.

“You, damn it, you know I react whenever you call me like that, and you’re doing it on purpose…!”

“Hyung, help me a little.”

Huh.

Before he realized, their position had changed from Sejun hugging Cha Dogyeong from behind to facing each other.

Thanks to a hunter’s excellent eyesight, Sejun could see Dogyeong’s face clearly even in the dark haunted house, and he knew that face was getting closer.

But he didn’t want to avoid it.

Then something soft touched his lips.

A tongue tip tapped against Sejun’s closed mouth, a sweet request asking to open it.

Sejun’s defenses completely fell apart. Soon, a warm and soft tongue slipped between his lips.

Every time their lips rubbed together, Sejun was reminded that Cha Dogyeong really kissed well.

It was a bit annoying, but it felt good.

Sejun reflexively wrapped his arms around Dogyeong’s neck.

“Ah.”

Because Sejun still hadn’t adapted to kissing and couldn’t breathe properly, Cha Dogyeong bit his lower lip to give him a moment to breathe.

While he leisurely tangled their tongues, his hand began to move, and he grasped Sejun’s butt with his large palm.

The unfamiliar feeling made Sejun shudder.

Cha Dogyeong kneaded it without restraint, as if it already belonged to him.

He seemed to like the way it filled his hand like dough. Both the kiss and the touch were so strong that Sejun’s mind went blank.

This bastard had been touching his ass since last time…!

He felt a surge of anger, but the smooth movements of Dogyeong’s tongue quickly blurred that thought.

Then, as if the moment couldn’t last forever, Dogyeong pulled away when he sensed other people entering behind them.

He licked Sejun’s wet lips slowly with his tongue and called out to the dazed Sejun.

“Sejun-hyung.”

“…Hhh.”

“…Shall we go to the car?”

He couldn’t not know what that meant.

Normally, Sejun would have hesitated a little no matter what, but right then, he couldn’t see anything else.

Sejun slowly nodded.

At that moment, neither of them had the evening parade in their minds.

•••

He couldn’t remember how he even ended up in the car.

They hadn’t spoken a word while moving there, but both knew.

They couldn’t possibly make it to any motel or hotel like this.

In their overheated state, the parking lot was the farthest they could go.

Fortunately, Sejun’s car was parked nearby, so the two naturally got into its back seat.

As soon as they got in, Dogyeong locked the door and bit Sejun’s ear, the spot that had been drawing his eyes for a while, and mouthed it.

He started with the soft earlobe, then bit gently along the rim. Every time, Sejun’s body trembled.

“Ugh.”

While listening to Sejun’s muffled groans, Dogyeong pressed his lips to Sejun’s nape and sucked, then returned to the lips he had just been savoring earlier.

“Haa.”

Overwhelmed by the thrill he hadn’t felt in a long time, Dogyeong closed his eyes and opened them again.

Calm down, Cha Dogyeong. You’ve only kissed, so why are you acting like a rookie?

His whole body throbbed with excitement as if he were about to have his first time, and he had to keep telling himself to stay in control so he wouldn’t accidentally hurt Sejun.

Calm down, he told himself again.

Whether Sejun knew what was going through Dogyeong’s head or not, he had already gotten used to Dogyeong’s kissing and wrapped his arms around his neck.

Sejun’s mouth tasted of chocolate and cinnamon.

Ah, right, he ate churros earlier.

His curiosity about what that would taste like was now satisfied. Of course, since quite some time had passed since he had chewed the churros, it wasn’t chocolate or cinnamon anymore, it was Seo Sejun’s flavor, with a subtle taste of churros.

While Dogyeong sucked on his lips without rest, his hands moved busily. He hurriedly unbuttoned Sejun’s shirt faster than ever.

“W, wait!”

That speed overwhelmed Sejun.

Even though he was excited and tangled up with Cha Dogyeong like this, his embarrassment grew in proportion to the excitement that had risen to his head.

Sejun had never done anything like this with anyone before. He couldn’t stop the resistance that came from the unfamiliar act that he didn’t know at all.

“….”

Fortunately, unlike how he had rushed in like a beast, Cha Dogyeong stopped when Sejun told him to stop, and though his breathing was rough, he remained still and waited for Sejun.

Even so, Sejun knew he didn’t have much time.

Sejun opened his mouth in haste.

“I, I’m, it’s my first time.”

His lips trembled stupidly. Perhaps because of excitement or fear, and he stuttered.

He looked as if saying it made him want to die of shame.

When Dogyeong saw him close his eyes, he felt an uncontrollable wave of arousal spread through his entire body.

He already knew Seo Sejun’s first kiss had been with him, so it wasn’t strange to think he had no experience in anything else, but seeing Sejun’s face bright red from shame as he said it made him feel something.

Haa.

Seo Sejun acted like he knew exactly how to make someone aroused. Of course, he was doing all this unconsciously.

“Yeah, I’ll go slow.”

Unlike Sejun, who was filled with embarrassment, Dogyeong had no thought of teasing him.

He didn’t even want to waste time doing that. He took off Sejun’s shirt completely and buried his face against Sejun’s chest.

“Ah!”

The place that had never expected to be bitten suddenly got bitten and sucked, and Sejun’s body recoiled in surprise.

“Why are you touching there?”

Sejun pushed Dogyeong’s face away, his tone full of rejection.

“Hm.”

Why touch there?

That was the first time he had heard such a question. Was touching the chest not allowed between men?

Cha Dogyeong had no experience with men either, so he couldn’t be sure. He decided to answer shamelessly.

“Because it’s there?”

“Crazy bastard.”

That was also the first time he heard such a response. Even while saying that, Sejun didn’t seem intent on stopping him, and after hesitating a moment, he wrapped his arms around Dogyeong’s head.

Inside that warm embrace, Dogyeong finally took the small bead before him into his mouth.

“Ah, ngh…”

He held it between his lips, bit it gently, then soothed it with his tongue, and Sejun groaned.

Considering his earlier reaction asking why he touched there, his body was responding too well.

Dogyeong couldn’t tell whether he was simply sensitive or one of the rare types who felt pleasure through his chest.

He would find out after touching the rest. He wanted to keep touching him more, but Dogyeong had no time to spare.

His lower body had been swollen almost painfully since earlier.

There was nothing soft about Sejun’s body, it was firm, unmistakably that of a man, yet when Dogyeong saw Seo Sejun’s flushed, embarrassed face, his body felt a rush of arousal before he could even register that he was a man.

“Ah.”

While he unbuckled Sejun’s pants, Dogyeong realized something too late and clicked his tongue.

“Sejun-hyung.”

“What…”

His voice was hoarse.

The corners of his eyes turned red from holding back the waves of excitement, and that look was lewd.

Dogyeong kissed those eyes and murmured against Sejun’s ear.

“What should I do? I don’t have a condom.”

For a moment, Sejun froze as if his brain couldn’t process the words, then his eyes flushed red and he smacked Dogyeong’s arm.

“You idiot, who said we’re going that far?”

The way he grimaced as if he had just heard the filthiest thing in the world made Dogyeong barely suppress the grin pulling at his mouth, and he tilted his head on purpose.