Kapitel 30: Yoo Jonghyuk's side quest #29: Sweet temptations can kill a man. [part 4 - definitely NSFW]
Kim Dokja was ashamed of himself. As the regressor's hand traveled up and down, his own hips soon began to move rhythmically with the latter's tempo.
Everything was new to him. The initial fear plaguing his heart had melted under the gentle touch of the older man. And now, inside those glossy pupils, the repulsion became anticipation.
Whilst being showered by countless kisses, the roaming hand of the regressor skillfully unbuttoned the long-sleeved black shirt covering Kim Dokja. Brushing the soft fabric aside revealed two lovely protruding pink buds which colored the tender white canvas that was the breathless young man's chest.
Yoo Jonghyuk had to prop himself up with one hand while the other was doing the 'dirty job'. But that untainted chest seemed to provoke a strong sense of vandalism overpowering all his other priorities. He wanted to tease him up here too. And so he did. With each kiss landed on his unforeseen lover's skin, the regressor descended further, slowly making his way towards that rosy bud.
Drunken with pleasure, the innocent body of the young man quivered with every touch and caress. Kim Dokja abruptly gasped as he felt a wet and slimy sensation against one of his nipples. Although novice and inexperienced, the common knowledge of men's inability to produce milk from their fake mammary glands wasn't something obscure to him.
That's why he was so confused.
What did Yoo Jonghyuk think he would gain by teasing him down there?
Kim Dokja's blurred vision cleared as the crystal clear tears hanging from the corner of his eyes fell down. He fought against the foreign sensation invading his body from where Yoo Jonghyuk's hot breath was kissing him. Weakly raising his head only to witness the scene of the older man carelessly toying with his vulnerable pinkish peak.
With the tip of Kim Dokja's nipple still nibbled between his teeth, Yoo Jonghyuk looked upwards at the same time. A pair of slanted eyes filled with passion and hunger stared back at Kim Dokja whose heart was attacked again.
Sensing the latter's confusion, the regressor chucked. The sudden gust of hot air assaulted the already sensible bud as the unprepared young man tossed his body backward. Kim Dokja shivered, feeling goosebumps all over his body.
Although Kim Dokja was in his puberty, his libido didn't react like other adolescents'. He never accounted for the possibility of a relationship considering his status. Love was an overrated luxury he did not need. But now, all his beliefs were shattered. Having himself being assaulted by so many emotions at once made his head spin like crazy.
Kim Dokja held in his breath as his vision went completely blank. Heart wildly drumming inside his chest, and mind soon filled with blinding fireworks. He felt something coming out as he wrapped his arms around Yoo Jonghyuk's neck, forcing him to abandon his chest to kiss his lips. Desperately clinging on him as he breathlessly shouted his name while the overwhelming tide of emotions swept his body.
"J- Jonghyuk!"
"Let it all out for me, Kim Dokja."
Hearing that irresistible husky voice attacking his defenseless eardrum again, Kim Dokja arched himself towards the warm body on top of him, shuddering with pleasure. The older man was still holding the throbbing member while the latter released his fluids. And consequently, all the warm substances got collected inside the palm of his hand.
Kim Dokja melted like a puddle of water after the strong stimulation. He was wheezing for air. A moment ago, his body was all tense, but now, he was soft all over. And soon after, his hold weakened around Yoo Jonghyuk's sturdy neck. Thus allowing the regressor to fully take advantage of the situation by returning to his old position.
He didn't have enough of it yet.
Yoo Jonghyuk's lips brushed the latter's chest as his mouth returned to nibble the same place while the other hand covered with viscous fluid teased the other neglected bud.
Kim Dokja whose body was still very sensitive after releasing the first load, jolted in surprise as he angrily grasped a handful of hair of the regressor. He made a futile attempt to pull Yoo Jonghyuk away from his chest.
"Ughn… Ghn… S- Sto.. Sto- p!"
But the latter showed no intention of stopping anytime soon and not only that. The long sticky fingers of the older man slowly traced down Kim Dokja's body, teasing him, before sliding down to grasp the weak manhood within his calloused hand again.
"…! N- No!"
"D- Don't mov-… Ah!"
He moved his hand up and down again, ignoring Kim Dokja whose calves went weak while dragging around his legs on the bed in protest. Only sweet moans of pleasure entered Yoo Jonghyuk's ears as he indulged himself with a second round.
Kim Dokja couldn't believe that his body was feeling numb and excited at the same time. This time he wiggled around Yoo Jonghyuk's grasp trying to escape, but in the end, he only managed to worsen the situation for himself. Faced with an assault from both top and bottom, Kim Dokja was at his wit's end.
He sorrowfully cried in realization. His chest was becoming like a woman's! Hateful hyung! He did not want to leak from his upper body too!
"Ah… Uhgn-… Comin- Ahh‼"
But sure enough, very quickly as he came again, the last string of clarity left in Kim Dokja's brain snapped. His innocent body had finally drowned in pleasure. He felt light, floating almost. His whole body spasmed as he cried, begging to be kissed again. A request which Yoo Jonghyuk obliged very happily.
The young Kim Dokja's erratic breathing entered Yoo Jonghyuk's ears as he endured the painful sensation of the stiff object between his legs. He didn't want to go all the way with the young man. So he had to endure that 'boundless passion' alone. His last shred of morality was at stake here.
"D- Dokja… Call me… Dokja, too."
The sweet voice of the young companion enticed him. Messing with his willpower, clawing and caressing his heart like a mischievous kitten.
Yoo Jonghyuk gulped down his desire. But Kim Dokja had other plans as he pulled the latter closer to him, planting kisses upon kisses on that bopping Adam's apple. Somehow, even after two intense sessions, he still has the energy to act coyish with him.
Kim Dokja was genuinely driving him crazy in the worst (and best) ways.
The young man hadn't been clear-headed since the beginning, and the scorching sensation near his thighs did not ring any alarm, instead, it welcomed another wave of arousal. But accompanying that thought was the memory of the relentless Yoo Jonghyuk teasing him without any mercy.
Kim Dokja felt sullen as he pouted his cherry lips. He ought to get revenge!
Copying what the regressor just did, he also fearlessly reached out. The thoughts processing part of his brain had long shut down, now he didn't have any hesitation left in him!
But Yoo Jonghyuk's reaction speed was faster as he caught the intruder before any damage could have been done. Nevertheless, he had heavily underestimated the latter's determination. Kim Dokja's mind was set in stone. He was willing to do anything to make the regressor lose his cool.
And so he did. The little rascal managed to forcefully catch him between his inner thighs. Clamped around two soft muscles, Yoo Jonghyuk was about to rampage.
"Shit. If you tighten around me like that I'll-…!"
Kim Dokja glanced towards Yoo Jonghyuk's face in amazement. He was the one who's causing him to make those lewd expressions. The young man felt giddy inside. He was happy knowing that he can make his hyung feel as good too.
Although one was happy, the latter felt helpless.
Crafty vixen!
These were the only words resounding inside Yoo Jonghyuk's chaotic mind. Turns out that even the younger self was no greenhorn regarding the devious personality that characterized the old Kim Dokja. A natural schemer will always be one, regardless of age.
But damn it all! He won't let himself be so easily dominated!
Sweat and water were almost indistinguishable on his skin as the regressor yanked his bathrobe away. He grasped the youngster's legs and freed himself before raising them ninety degrees in the air. Tugged by his instincts, Yoo Jonghyuk thrusted in between the latter's inner thighs. His length was no joke as he's able to stroke both of their shafts together while pushing forward. Completely ravishing Kim Dokja's groin area as the young man began to let out lecherous moans from his mouth.
Kim Dokja began to cover his face with both hands. With tears welling up in his eyes, he cried, as his uncontrollable voice kept plunging him deeper into shame. Having something so warm and hard rubbed against his manhood was a sensation simply too incredible to describe.
"Don't cover yourself…"
Yoo Jonghyuk leaned forward while reaching out to move the latter's hands away. His deep voice seemed to pierce directly into Kim Dokja's heart.
"Weren't you so cocky before?" He chuckled, amused. Delighted. "Let me see your face."
With one hand holding a pair of dandy legs close to his chest, the other hand he intertwined together with Kim Dokja's. The corner of his mouth lifted in a devilish smirk. Yoo Jonghyuk found this side of Kim Dokja unfathomable. Too precious to be the same person.
"Ah! You… You bad! M- Mean!"
Yoo Jonghyuk didn't know why but at the inviting sight before him, his mind wondered what the old Kim Dokja would have said instead. Maybe he would scream 'bastard' and throw many more other profanities at him.
He thought about that post-apocalyptic wasteland and the people living in it. He wondered if their Kim Dokja had returned yet. A myriad of thoughts was plaguing his mind. How are they? Are they still coping with his death? What about-
"J- Jonghyuk… Ah!"
The young man's moans of ecstasy brought Yoo Jonghyuk back to the present. He shook his head and leaned closer to the side of Kim Dokja's legs, and kissed it. Feeling the tender skin against his cheek as he stared down at the helpless man. He was his only focus now.
"Dokja… I love you."
He felt the latter's fingers squeezing his hand tighter. Kim Dokja's steaming red face seemed to get a few shades darker as he blushed, heart filled with shyness.
"M- Me too- Ah!"
After one final thrust, the regressor came on top of Kim Dokja's stomach. The young man, already limp and exhausted, fainted while feeling numb all over his body.
While looking at his unconscious companion, Yoo Jonghyuk sighed and separated his body from the latter. He went too overboard. The regressor lamented as he went to get a towel to clean the aftermath. Luckily, there was a change of sheets inside the closet. Very conveniently placed by the experienced staff.
Yoo Jonghyuk worked efficiently, and soon dealt with everything. He was now resting under the clean quilt together with his sleeping beauty. Gently cradling the limp body of the young man in his arms, the regressor carefully adjusted his arms to make him rest more comfortably.
Two bodies sharing warmth, two heartbeats intertwined, two souls resonating with each other.
With a never seen soft expression on his stoic face, the corner of Yoo Jonghyuk's lips lifted in a gentle and indulging smile able to instantly make an entire field of flowers bloom in unison. Who would have thought that spring would come again even for someone like him.
"Uhn… Gn…"
His fond gaze grew deeper as he softly chucked. Yoo Jonghyuk had never felt so at peace with himself. His body was filled with the kind of energy able to kick a nihilistic soul out and replace it with blind optimism for tomorrow.
He cupped one of Kim Dokja's cheeks, lightly caressing it with his thumb. He couldn't resist but leaning forward and plant another kiss on those pouty lips. However, the constant cuddles tickled the unconscious man as he frowned, grumbling again in his slumber.
Yoo Jonghyuk not-so-rare smile appeared again.
「 This Kim Dokja was much cuter. 」
But he couldn't help but to miss the latter.
「 Nevertheless, I made a choice. 」
And the choice was to remain here.
Maybe being together will be alright if it's you.
「 A companion. 」
「 A lifetime companion whom I'll never let go. 」
Whilst smiling, Yoo Jonghyuk leaned over to plant a gentle kiss on Kim Dokja's forehead. The latter squirmed a little before chuckling in his sleep. Even the regressor couldn't help the love overflowing from his overzealous heart.
The young man shrunk inside the quilt, cutely rolling up beside him as his shallow breathing tickled Yoo Jonghyuk's chest. Kim Dokja emanated a cozy aura that warmed up the entire room. A lovely face framed by silky ebony hair, long lashes casting soft shadows on his rosy cheeks. Everything about him begun to look lovely and pure in Yoo Jonghyuk's eyes. To the point of making him feel that it was almost too pure for his tainted soul.
Yoo Jonghyuk had never realized how Kim Dokja's presence slowly seeped into his heart, becoming a pivotal point in his life.
"I'll wait for you."
Patience is one of Yoo Jonghyuk's greatest virtue.
After all, one has to wait for the fruit to ripen before harvesting. Then wait for the perfect time for consumption. But after taking one bite of the fruit hehehe… There is no stopping for the beast.
And Yoo Jonghyuk knows that principle very well. Henceforth, he'll gladly take the boyfriend's responsibility to be the one massaging his companion's sore waist every morning.
AUTORENGEDANKEN 
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Arrange Extra: Small Theatre~
Kim Dokja: "I don't want to be the wife!"
Kim Dokja: "I want to be the husband!"
Yoo Jonghyuk: "We have to get married first."
Yoo Jonghyuk: "As for who's the husband..."
Yoo Jonghyuk: "We have a lifetime to discuss things slowly."
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