Stranger - Chapter 20.5

The faster and harder I thrust into him, the more his body shook violently, and I had to exert myself to support him. I pulled down the collar of his shirt and bit the exposed nape of his neck. I bit and sucked on every inch of his flesh, while my cock pierced deep, every inch of his insides. The sensation of leaving marks everywhere in and out of him made my head spin.

“Hht, gasp!”

“Haa, ugh, hht…”

His eyes glazed over as he looked at me. I cupped one side of his chest. When I pinched the erect pink nipple, Yeon Woojeong twisted his waist. I could see his face grimacing as his nipple swelled plump with his shirt barely on.

“Ahh…”

“Haah, Mr. Yeon, brace yourself.”

His upper body collapsed as I grabbed his nipples with both hands and twisted them. Yeon Woojeong reached out and braced himself against the mirror. Scraping my nails over his nipples, the path of his hole narrowed. He gritted his teeth and opened his mouth to gasp. Seeing his face contort with pleasure made me think that maybe I wouldn’t be so different. 

I liked it. Holding him, I felt like the surrounding heat was rushing to me. My body felt endlessly hot. To share this feeling with Yeon Woojeong, I hugged him tightly and focused on making my way through his hole.

“Ht, hhh, haa… nnh, ah, good.”

“Huu, hhh…”

If I wanted to see Yeon Woojeong, I couldn’t help but see my face as well. A face he liked. My moment. It was still unfamiliar, but being next to him, had meaning. Not looking away from the mirror, I watched him reach his climax. And that overlapped with my climax. His inner walls twitched endlessly, stimulating my penis, and relaxed. Biting Yeon Woojeong’s nape, I buried myself deep in him.

“Hhh…”

Semen spurted from Yeon Woojeong’s penis and ran down the mirror. As I pushed my penis to the end, Yeon Woojeong’s body swayed as well. I felt dizzy. The heat swirled around me from head to toe. It felt like his inside was absorbing me. I wanted to sink into him.

“Haahh…” 

Yeon Woojeong dropped his head and lifted it again. A heavy handprint was left on the mirror. I kissed his cheek and pulled my waist back. He slowly closed his eyes, then opened them.

“I’m tired.”

At his complaint, I sat down on the floor and pulled him to sit on my legs. I could see his cum oozing from between his spread legs in the mirror. As a drop of white semen dripped down, the red hole twitched. My body heated up again before it had a chance to cool. Watching him leaning back against my body and easing his breathing, I reached down and rubbed his penis, causing him to shudder.

“Let’s… rest a bit.”

“You’re the one who started it first.”

“Haa… Would I have started it first if I was afraid?”

I removed my hand at the words he spoke weakly with a laugh. If he at last became afraid, of course Yeon Woojeong couldn’t be afraid of me, but anyway, it was my loss if he became hesitant to initiate the sex. So instead, I brought my lips to his neck and caressed his chest and abdomen.

“How much did you cum? It keeps flowing out.”

Yeon Woojeong’s grumble made me move my gaze between his legs. I watched his hole where my semen flowed out before slipping my fingers inside. As I scraped it out, he creased his eyes and stiffened.

“Mmm…”

“Mr. Yeon, your face now…”

Hearing my words, he looked at me through the mirror. I wondered if Yeon Woojeong felt he was beautiful when he looked at himself. He was so beautiful in my eyes, though. I planted my lips on his cheek. He tapped my cheek, laughing, and then raised himself, turned around, and sat back down.

Yeon Woojeong grabbed my chin and turned my face left and right before scanning my body. His hands then slid down to unbutton my coveralls. As he unbuttoned it one by one, his brows furrowed.

“You wore a garment inside?”

“Yeah.”

I wore a white short-sleeved T-shirt under my coveralls. Shouldn’t that be obvious? It was weird to only wear the coverall over my bare body. However, Yeon Woojeong clicked his tongue as though he didn’t think so.

“Take this off.”

Following his instruction, I pulled my arms out of the coveralls and took off my T-shirt. The half-split coverall slid down, revealing my bare chest. Yeon Woojeong stretched his head behind, eyeing me, and then brought his fingers to feel my chest.

“I want to buy a sports car.”

“Huh? Sports car? Why?”

My eyes widened at his sudden words. He only bought practical things unless he was giving them to me, and he wasn’t very materialistic, so I couldn’t help but be surprised that he wanted an expensive sports car. In my head, I thought about how much I would have to save to buy a sports car. 

“A red one. Or a blue one, that works too. You’ll lay down on the hood.”

…… I was wondering what he meant by that and I reflexively creased my forehead. He, looking at me, smirked and slowly swayed his hips. His ass rubbed against my penis, and I felt choked at that. With Yeon Woojeong regaining his composure, I grabbed his chin and kissed him, and he playfully blew his breath inside my mouth and raised his legs. I could feel his hole spread, taking in my penis. As he rocked his hips slowly, my thing was crushed inside him.

“Hhh.” 

A noise escaped my mouth. While I gasped at the pleasure that slowly wrecked me inside, Yeon Woojeong took his lips off and whispered in my ear.

“I’m the one who’s aroused, but why are you feeling it?”

He was asking the obvious. It was because I was “aroused” too. I gobbled Yeon Woojeong’s lips again and thrust my hips up. He laughed and wrapped his arms around my neck.

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After washing up first, I cleaned up the entryway before opening the bathroom door. Yeon Woojeong was still lying in the bathtub, in the same position as when I left the bathroom.

“Mr. Yeon, come out now.”

“…”

“It’s not good to stay there for a long time.”

“It won’t kill me.”

Yeon Woojeong talked like a child at times. Of course, he wouldn’t die just from staying a long time in warm water, but the water would cool down, and he had to eat after draining his strength. I pushed his hair out of his face and reached out. He eyed my hand for a while before grabbing it with a reluctant face. After pulling Yeon Woojeong up, I picked up a big towel and wrapped it around his body.

“Dry your hair. I’m gonna make fried rice.”

“Mhm.”

Although it didn’t seem like he would dry his hair properly, I could just do it later, so I immediately left the bathroom and headed to the kitchen. I sliced kimchi and stir-fried it together with tuna in a frying pan. When I heard the bathroom door open, I hurried out. I caught Yeon Woojeong as he was heading straight for the sofa and sat him down at the kitchen table. He didn’t want to lift a finger after having sex with me, so I shouldn’t let him snuggle up on the sofa.

“Sit there.” 

Scooping out the cold rice and adding it to the frying pan, the fried rice was completed in no time. After transferring it to plates, I fried some eggs. I liked it well done and Yeon Woojeong liked it half done, but since I wanted to eat quickly, I put the eggs on top of the rice as soon as they were half cooked. 

When I turned around, I met Yeon Woojeong’s eyes, which were looking at me blankly. I set the plate in front of him and sat down, and he raised the corners of his mouth.

“Thank you for the meal.”

“Sure.”

As the food entered my mouth, my growling stomach calmed down a bit. Yeon Woojeong ate well, even though he ate slowly.

“Are your legs okay?”

“They’re okay. How about your feet?”

“Feet?”

“I stomped on them earlier, no?”

“Aha.”

I wriggled my toes, but there was no problem. In the first place, Yeon Woojeong wasn’t that heavy.

“It’s okay. Mr. Yeon, I think you lost some weight.”

“Did I?”

“Yeah.”

“Is that so?”

Yeon Woojeong tilted his head and then suddenly reached out a full spoon of rice to me. I didn’t know the reason for that, but I ate it. After that, I looked at him, and he smirked.

“Nagging Prevention.”

I frowned. What I did wasn’t nagging, and I had no intention to do that. Yeon Woojeong laughed alone and emptied down his plate. Still, I was glad that he ate it all. 

“How about we watch a movie before sleeping?”

“Is that okay? Are you not tired?”

“It’s the weekend tomorrow.”

“Alright.”

I remembered a DVD that Yeon Woojeong had bought recently. He bought it after I told him that I enjoyed the movie we saw in the cinema and wanted to see more of the director’s work. I rushed my movements because I wanted to watch it quickly, and then he tapped my toe and told me to eat slowly. I pressed his toe with my foot and then slowly chewed what was in my mouth. Yeon Woojeong propped his chin and smiled at me.