There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

Kar had planned to return home as soon as possible, but half his home was here already. Instead of heading to the airport, they were heading to a hotel.

It would be too much if they had to endure a journey home.

All they wanted was privacy, which they wouldn’t be able to have in public places like the airport or the plane. After thirty-four months apart without even being able to hear each other’s voice, they were craving each other’s presence too much to stand even a second of separation.

For that, and to not give any chance for people to recognize Byul, Kar immediately left the venue--no matter how many people wanted to talk to him. Haa...at that kind of moment, he really wanted to have a teleportation skill like his father.

But he managed to get a car and booked a suite on the way. Honestly, he just wanted to fall asleep in his baby’s arms at first, forgetting the darkness and coldness of the northern mountain. But what could he do when heat kept rising through every touch, no matter how innocent it was? Suddenly, it wasn’t enough just feeling the body heat through the thick clothes in the cold north.

They almost couldn’t hold back from shredding their clothes before they were alone in the suite. The moment the door clicked shut, Byul already felt the wall on his back, sliding up as his legs were hooked around the esper’s waist and his arms clutching the broad shoulder.

"Hurry," their breaths mingled as they tried to shed each other’s clothes. "Hurry up, Hyung."

"Byul, I don’t have--"

"It’s fine," Byul cut the esper quickly. "Let’s just do it, mm? I already...you can put it in now, Hyung--so hurry up."

Kar almost froze at the thought of Byul preparing himself before they even met, and it broke almost every chain inside his conscience. He almost lost his mind and ripped Byul’s clothes away before sheathing himself inside.

And he lost his mind. Really. Both of them.