MUL - Chapter 47

As I struggled to escape his embrace, he must have woken up from the movement, as the sheets rustled with his motion.

“…You’re awake?”

Seo Jaehoon shifted his body slightly away, lowered his head, and asked me. His low, sunken voice was cracked at the end, and it was incredibly sexy. My face flushed for no reason. I lowered my head to hide my reddened face and nodded a few times, and the arms and legs that had been constricting me fell away.

“We just held hands and slept.”

“…What?”

“You said to just hold hands and sleep.”

Seo Jaehoon reached out and lifted my head. Our eyes naturally met. "Why are you so embarrassed," his laughter-tinged voice rang out, but I couldn’t even meet his gaze for a second and looked down.

“Isn’t this the kind of reaction you’d see if we had done something?”

“What… do you mean—”

“I feel like it would make sense for you to be this embarrassed if we had done this and that.”

"Even your neck is red," his laughter-tinged voice teased me. 'This bastard…'

“Like you said, we just held hands and slept. So praise me.”

"Why are you being so cheesy in the morning." I tried to recall last night, which I couldn’t remember well, gave up, and lifted my gaze from Seo Jaehoon’s chest.

“G… good job.”

“Is that all you have to say?”

'This crazy bastard…' I moved my hands, which had been clasped in front of my chest. "Good job," I said as I gently stroked Seo Jaehoon’s hair, which was sticking out in all directions. His fine hair slipped through my fingers easily.

“You smell like alcohol.”

Seo Jaehoon mumbled softly, accepting my touch, then pulled me into a tight hug again. My hands, which had been awkwardly suspended in mid-air, came to rest on his back, and I patted him slowly.

“My stomach hurts.”

“You were chugging it down yesterday saying it was delicious.”

This bastard, no, Seo Jaehoon, said in a chiding tone. But he buried his nose in the crook of my neck and inhaled. Occasionally pressing his lips against my neck.

“You’re soft.”

“Stop it…”

“I haven’t done anything, what do you want me to stop?”

Seo Jaehoon’s voice, which slammed into my ear, sounded a bit wronged, and I burst out laughing. Pfft, the laughter was contagious, and it spread to Seo Jaehoon.

After spending a long time peacefully in bed like that, I was dragged into the bathroom by Seo Jaehoon’s hand. In the bathroom, as if the previous peace had been a dream, I was washed all over by Seo Jaehoon’s hands. I exhausted myself trying to escape his touch.

I could have done it myself, but this bastard insisted on washing me. Very thoroughly. He was so thorough that my legs gave out, and I had to be held in his arms the whole time. "Crazy bastard…"

The steam-filled bathroom echoed with the moans I let out at Seo Jaehoon’s sensual touch. This damn space, both at home and here, had the magic of making my voice sound lewd. Life, goddamn it...

“Ah…! Don’t, stop—”

My urgent words broke off abruptly. I was holding onto Seo Jaehoon’s wrist, but he twisted his wrist free and intertwined his fingers with mine.

I had a bad feeling, and as always, my bad premonitions were never wrong.

My own hand, against my will, descended upon my erect p*nis. My hand wrapped around the straight shaft and moved along with Seo Jaehoon’s hand. This act that’s shameful even when done alone…

Curses kept swirling in my throat.

“Hmph— Ah…! My, my hand… you crazy bastard—”

Seo Jaehoon’s hand was a knuckle, or maybe even bigger, than mine, and it completely covered my hand, moving as it pleased. I couldn’t pull my hand away from his relentless touch and could only groan.

“You have to relax your hand, Ha Yeoul. Haven’t you ever done it yourself?”

My mouth fell open at his casual question. I wanted to ask him if he thought I looked like I would do it myself with this body, but his fingers rubbed a sensitive spot, and a moan escaped instead of an answer.

“Heuu… Ah! I… I really, now—”

Even though I had no energy, my lower body was responding faithfully to Seo Jaehoon’s hand, just as he intended. They say a man is fine as long as he has the strength to lift a spoon, and the old saying wasn’t wrong. Seo Jaehoon must have known that I was about to cum, as he quickened his pace.

I stared, mesmerized, at my p*nis moving up and down… at my pink flesh hidden by his white hand, and then, feeling that my gaze wasn’t the only one on my p*nis, shame spread throughout my body. Instead of keeping my eyes open, I squeezed them shut and leaned my forehead against Seo Jaehoon’s shoulder. I was panting, to an embarrassing degree.

“Hmph— Ah… Haa…”

My body trembled. Sticky s*men drenched both my hand and Seo Jaehoon’s. I felt like all my energy was draining away. My whole body went limp, and if it weren’t for Seo Jaehoon’s hand wrapped around my waist, I would have collapsed.

“Haa… Heu… now, please…”

A wet sound echoed from below. My body was extremely sensitive from the ej*culation. Seo Jaehoon, knowing this, didn’t remove his hand from my p*nis and kept rubbing it. Then at least let go of my hand. The firm flesh had softened a bit after the release, but it was slowly hardening again with his kneading touch.

“Now please… let go, shit… you crazy bastard…”

This bastard who didn’t know when to stop paid no mind to my trembling voice and pressed his lips to the top of my head. He leaned me against the wall and released the arm that was wrapped around my waist. As his wet palm cupped my cheek, his lips descended.

"Huh," a soft piece of flesh pushed past my parted lips. As soon as the grip on my p*nis loosened, I pulled my hand away and pushed Seo Jaehoon’s body. With a very insignificant amount of force.

I had no energy left, so there was no way Seo Jaehoon would be pushed by my weak strength. I pushed his shoulder with a hand that had no strength in it, and my wrist was caught, my fingers intertwining with his.

The kiss deepened, and a lewd sound escaped from the back of Seo Jaehoon’s throat. At his unrestrained touch, my p*nis hardened again below my navel. Seo Jaehoon held both his p*nis, which had been leaking pre-cum and twitching, and mine together and slowly moved his hand.

Oh my god...

I couldn’t move, as if I were frozen. I couldn’t even close my parted lips at the light pecks that landed on them, and I stared blankly at Seo Jaehoon. As if he had been waiting, a smile spread across Seo Jaehoon’s lips, and my face flushed.

My gaze, which I had unconsciously lowered, fell upon the two pieces of flesh held together. Two p*nises of different colors, shapes, and sizes were shaking helplessly in Seo Jaehoon’s white hand.

I stared, mesmerized, and then it was so lewd that I felt like my nose would bleed, so I closed my eyes and clung to Seo Jaehoon’s shoulder.

“Faster… Haa… really— Heu…”

My body was more heated than before, and I rushed Seo Jaehoon. "Faster, faster," I said. At my urging, Seo Jaehoon pressed his lips to my lips, neck, shoulders, everywhere, and asked, "what should I do for you." His wet, sensual voice made me unable to hold back any longer, and I came again at his hand.

My body trembled. Even as I came twice, Seo Jaehoon’s penis only dripped a thick liquid and didn’t ej*culate. His still-hard p*nis rubbed against mine. I was panting, and the feeling of my hand being pulled downwards made me suddenly lift my head.

“Do it for me, Ha Yeoul.”

Unlike his languid voice, Seo Jaehoon’s face was flushed, and I unconsciously held my breath. He wrapped my hand around his p*nis and slowly moved it, then urgently pressed his lips to mine. The size, which couldn’t be held in one hand, and the excessively hot shaft startled me, and I kept flinching, and a laugh rumbled from within our connected mouths.

*Thwack, thwack, thwack,* the sound echoed. The sound of flesh and palm rubbing against each other and the messy mixing of tongues made a *Hmph, Hmph* sound escape from the back of my throat. The piece of flesh in my hand grew harder and harder. To the point where I could even feel the prominent veins.

The movement of my hand gradually quickened. And a moment later, a sticky liquid gushed out from the tip of his p*nis. Seo Jaehoon’s chest rose and fell rapidly. The tongue that had been roughly exploring my mouth gently scraped the roof of my mouth and slowly withdrew.

Seo Jaehoon, as if enjoying the afterglow, pressed his lips to my lips, cheek, and the bridge of my nose, and gently took my lips into his. He licked the outside of my lips with his tongue, then nibbled on my swollen lips from the continued kissing.

“It’s good.”

“…”

“Ha Yeoul, it’s so good.”

His laughter-tinged voice settled ticklishly in my ear.

* * *

After returning home, Seo Jaehoon, as always, blended a green juice and handed it to me. Today, too, the green color was nauseating.

He sat me down at the dining table and, with that same triumphant face, said, "Try it." What, how well did you blend it to have that expression…

With a reluctant face, I slowly reached out my hand. I peeked at Seo Jaehoon’s expression and slowly let the liquid, filled with green vegetables, flow into my mouth.

This bastard’s juicing skills were getting more amazing by the day, and how did I know that?

“Is it good?”

“…Yeah.”

I knew because it was actually delicious. At first, the taste was strange, but as time went on, the strange taste disappeared, and a blend of the vegetables’ characteristic bitterness and sweetness came through.

I downed the green liquid that filled the glass in one go.

“You haven’t had any nosebleeds lately, right?”

“…Yeah.”

Satisfaction spread across Seo Jaehoon’s face as I answered his confirming question. "How many lotus roots did I blend for you," his low mumble made me laugh.

At the sound of my laughter, a faint smile spread across Seo Jaehoon’s face as well. Slowly, like paint dropped in water. I looked at his unnecessarily handsome face and, as always, found myself smiling.

“You look pretty when you smile often these days.”

And Seo Jaehoon would say such cheesy things so casually.​