Chapter 5.7
Haewon's lips quivered as he caressed his fully aroused self. The thrilling sensation of taut muscles lingered on his fingers and palm. The mere size and firmness of a man's sex, already exciting on its own, seemed ready to burst through the fabric of his pants.
Especially since it was Woojin's. Haewon recalled those deep, painting-like eyes. The well-defined bridge of his nose, the philtrum beneath, the soft, damp lips, and the firm, resolute chin.
As soon as Woojin felt Haewon's touch, he knelt down as if kicked in the shin, releasing a peculiar breath. Haewon remembered that moment. He wanted to kiss him.
"Ah... Aah...!"
Something surged through his entire body. Something hot erupted.
"Haah, haah..."
Haewon gasped for air, leaning his forehead against the shower stall. The sensation of gently dousing below washed away with the stream of water. His consciousness softly soaked in languor.
After the shower, Haewon changed into pajamas. Out of habit, he grabbed his phone and lay down on the bed, pulling the sheets up to his face. Despite having relieved himself, a persistent thirst dried his throat.
Below, he still trembled with excitement. He couldn't distinguish whether it was his heart or his excitement that fluttered. His body felt alien, as if he had taken the wrong medication. Haewon realized anew that he was in heat.
As he tried to lay down his flickering consciousness, his phone vibrated in his hand. Startled, Haewon's eyes widened. It was Woojin.
"Hello?"
—What are you doing?