Chapter 67
"It's hot. Uh."
As he rubbed against the erect nipples, Hongju's face began to flush red. Mu-gyeong's eyes glinted as he sharply watched the parted lips. Involuntarily, he swallowed dryly at the sight of the soft, warm flesh peeking through the teeth.
"It's, it's hot."
"Putting up well with pain, and yet you act so delicate."
"Ah, ugh!"
His bony foot, pushing against the floor, struck the table leg. The table, shoved further away, became soaked. Mu-gyeong leaned down, pressing his lips against the fabric of the T-shirt. Touching the slightly raised area, he felt the rigid nipple beneath. He bit gently, not to hurt, and rubbed with the tip of his tongue, wetting one side of the chest.
"Sir, uh."
Hongju's dry hand struggled to push the shoulder away. But the warmth from the palm only made Mu-gyeong more excited. He kept writhing his body, raising his knees, and Mu-gyeong, who had been sucking on his chest for a while, lifted his head. His wet, flushed lips exhaled hot breath.
"Alright, stop fussing."
"Uh, uh."
It felt like just the other day he was biting hard on his teeth to suppress any noise. Now he knew how to exhale lewd breaths and call out. Mu-gyeong's large hand burrowed into the small of Hongju's back, pulling down his loose pants and underwear in one swift move. His skinny legs kicked out as he pushed against the floor. His slightly darker penis swung, catching Mu-gyeong's gaze with each movement.
"Why, why are you doing this?"