Chapter 28

“Lying here with you like this reminds me of that first night we stopped at a motel,” Je-hee murmured an hour later after they had showered and stretched out on the crisp hotel sheets.

“The night it snowed?”

“Yes.”

Outside the hotel window, summer night dew gathered on the glass while they lay side by side trading unhurried memories. Smiling at the ceiling, Si-woon nodded. “It really does.” Back then, setting his two-hour alarm on the nightstand in a stiff bathrobe, he never would have dreamed that a few months later they would be living together.

“You have no idea how much you put me through that night, Si-woon-ah.”

“…Did I do something wrong back then?” Propping himself up on an elbow in instant concern, Si-woon racked his brain for what mistake he might have committed at the snowy motel.

“When you walked out of that bathroom wearing nothing but a bathrobe,” Je-hee said gravely, “you looked so unfairly sexy I nearly lost my mind on the spot. Still, I loved it when you reached for my hand first in the dark.”

Having braced himself for a real grievance, Si-woon stared down at him in disbelief before his shoulders sagged. Come to think of it, Je-hee had already harbored feelings for him back then, while Si-woon had strolled out of the shower damp and flushed without a clue what was going through the other man’s head. “…I’m sorry for making you wait so long while I was being slow to catch on.”

“No, no—that wasn’t a complaint!” Waving both hands in sudden panic, Je-hee sat up partway and smiled warmly. “Those weeks are part of how we got here, aren’t they? Besides, now I get to touch you whenever you let me, and that more than makes up for all of it.”

Laughing softly at the shameless line, Si-woon looked down at his own chest, where faint red marks from the back seat of the car still lingered against his tanned skin, and reached down to part the front of his hotel bathrobe. “…Would you like to look a little longer tonight, then?”

Je-hee’s breath caught audibly, his teeth sinking into his lower lip as he forced his face toward the wall. “I can’t promise I’ll stop at just looking if you keep that open. Tie your sash back up before I lose my head.”

Amused by how earnestly the man was trying to behave after their marathon in the car, Si-woon slid across the sheets behind him and wrapped both arms around Je-hee’s waist, letting his parted robe press his bare chest directly against Je-hee’s spine. “I’m telling you it’s okay to touch me. Just one more time before we sleep…”

Reaching down to wrap his fingers around the heavy erection already straining at the front of Je-hee’s robe, Si-woon gave it a slow stroke from base to crown.

“Ngh, ah—!”

Spinning around on the mattress in a single motion with dark, blazing eyes, Je-hee pinned Si-woon flat onto his back beneath him. “I’ll take the wheel for the entire drive home tomorrow morning,” he promised huskily—making it clear that he had no intention of letting Si-woon sleep anytime soon.

Reaching to the hotel nightstand, Je-hee frowned slightly as he tore open one of the complimentary condoms provided in the room tray. “We used up the ones in my jacket earlier, so I’ll have to use this one and take my time, all right?”

“Even without one, ngh, it’s fine with me… ah!”

Still, wanting to save Si-woon an exhausting cleanup in a hotel bed, Je-hee rolled the complimentary condom down his shaft—wincing slightly at how much tighter the generic hotel brand fit around his girth than the ones he bought at home—before coating his fingers in lubricant to prepare Si-woon’s already softened passage.

“Si-woon-ah, do you have any idea how scorching hot you feel inside?”

As Je-hee sank into him with a slow, deep stroke, resting one broad palm over Si-woon’s lower belly, the lingering sensitivity from their hour in the car made every nerve ending flare at once. Within minutes, Si-woon’s breath was coming in ragged gasps, a thin spatter of clear fluid flying from his untouched cock across his stomach even when he thought his body had nothing left to give.

“Haah! I can’t… nothing’s coming out anymore, and yet I feel like I’m going to… again…!”

Lifting both hands to his own chest as his vision blurred, Si-woon silently guided Je-hee’s attention to his sensitized nipples, too far gone now to care about pride.

Bending his head to capture the stiff peak in his hot mouth while driving his hips deeper below, Je-hee drew a high, arch-backed cry from Si-woon’s throat.

“Ah, that feels so good… ngh-euk…”

Looking up from his flushed, bite-marked chest to check his tear-wet eyes, Je-hee rasped, “Why aren’t you… ngh, telling me to stop even when you’re shaking like this?”

“Hngh—!” Locking his arms around Si-woon’s shoulders as his rhythm broke, Je-hee shuddered through a powerful release inside the latex sheath, his weight settling heavily atop Si-woon for several ragged breaths before he murmured against his ear, “I tried to hold back, Si-woon-ssi, but I came so much again… Do you think you can take just a little more?”

Resting his palm just below Si-woon’s navel while still buried deep inside him, Je-hee waited—until Si-woon wordlessly hooked his trembling ankles higher around Je-hee’s waist to pull him closer.

Pressing gently against Si-woon’s lower abdomen as he angled his still-hard shaft against that deepest internal ring, Je-hee whispered, “Can you… feel the tip pressing right here?”

“Just a little, kgh, slower there, ah…! Hic…!”

As the heavy head slipped past that narrow inner threshold, Si-woon’s lower body jolted off the mattress, his nails biting into Je-hee’s back as waves of terrifying, electric pleasure radiated straight through his core. Every slow withdrawal and deep push into that innermost depth left him sobbing for air until both of them hurtled over the edge a second time together.

“Ah… Si-woon-ssi, mm, the way your insides clamp down on me… feels so fucking good…”

For a long while afterward, neither of them had the strength to move a muscle. When Je-hee finally braced his arms on the mattress to sit up and dispose of the condom, however, he froze halfway between Si-woon’s parted thighs.

“Huh?”

Opening his heavy eyes at the bewildered syllable, Si-woon saw Je-hee staring down between them as all the color drained from his face. What’s wrong now?

Looking up with a stricken expression, Je-hee said haltingly, “Si-woon-ssi… um. The condom came off inside.”

“…The condom?”

“I’m so sorry—that hotel brand didn’t fit right from the start. Hold still, I’ll get it right out.”

Before Si-woon could even tell him not to panic, Je-hee coated two fingers in fresh gel and slid them carefully inside his swollen entrance. “Ah, I feel the edge of it.” Reaching the slick latex ring was one thing, however; pinching it free when it had slipped all the way past the deepest ridge during their final thrusts proved far more difficult.

“Ngh— haat, ah…! Mmh, kgh…”

Every time Je-hee’s fingertips searched along the oversensitive mucosal walls to hook the rubber rim, Si-woon’s passage clamped down by sheer reflex, trapping his fingers tighter while clear fluid trickled down Si-woon’s thighs onto the sheet.

“I know it’s uncomfortable, Si-woon-ah… just try to breathe out and relax your muscles for one second.”

When two fingers couldn’t get a grip on the slippery latex inside the spasming passage, Je-hee lowered his head between Si-woon’s trembling thighs and pressed his hot tongue around the swollen rim to coax the muscles into loosening—a touch that only sent blinding sparks flashing behind Si-woon’s eyelids until he was writhing across the mattress.

“Kh… ngh, hic—! I… hic, can’t take any more, ngh… Please, kh, just pull it out quickly—!”

“I’ve almost got it—just relax down there for one second!” Slipping three fingers deep while holding Si-woon’s bucking hip steady with his other palm, Je-hee finally hooked the edge of the rubber sheath past that swollen internal spot and drew it out with a soft, wet pop.

“Haa…” Collapsing flat against the pillows as he saw the retrieved condom in Je-hee’s hand, Si-woon let out a ragged sigh of relief that the ordeal was finally over—and then froze as his thoroughly overstimulated pelvic muscles gave one last, violent spasm the instant the blockage left his passage.

“Wait—why right now, of all times…?”

Clapping both hands over his groin in sudden terror as a hot, uncontrollable rush of fluid surged from deep inside his urethra, Si-woon arched off the bed with a choked cry.

“Ah-hic—! Ngh-euk—kgh…!”

Wave after wave of clear liquid spurted across his stomach and soaked straight into the hotel sheets beneath his hips as his body convulsed through a blinding, full-body release that refused to stop no matter how desperately he tried to clench his muscles shut.

“Ha-euk… kh.”

When his limbs finally went slack on the soaked mattress, Si-woon lay staring at the ceiling in utter shock, tears streaming down his scarlet cheeks as he covered his face with both arms. “I tried to hold it back, huu… Ngh-euk, I’m… hic, so sorry…”

He knew from what Je-hee had once told him that the clear rush from a dry climax like that wasn’t really urine, yet soaking a hotel bed like a child in front of his lover made him wish he could cease to exist on the spot.

Beside him, Je-hee stared down at the wide wet patch on the sheets and Si-woon’s trembling, flushed thighs in stunned silence—before his dark eyes darkened with a heat that made Si-woon’s blood run cold even through his mortification. He can’t possibly get turned on by THIS!

Gathering the shaking man tenderly into his arms and patting his damp back, Je-hee murmured, “What on earth are you apologizing for? I’m the one who caused it by fishing around inside you for so long. Are you feeling a little calmer now?”

“…”

When Si-woon refused to uncover his burning face, Je-hee let out a quiet, affectionate hum and reached toward his own groin with an expression of shameless helpfulness. “Should I let go on the sheets, too? It’s hardly fair if you’re the only one feeling embarrassed—or would you rather we keep going until you do it a second time so you get used to it?”

“No, ngh, don’t you dare—!” Scooting backward across the mattress so fast he nearly fell off the edge, Si-woon stared in alarm at the unmistakable erection already tenting Je-hee’s robe again.

“I’m only teasing.” Swallowing a laugh as Si-woon’s shoulders dropped in relief, Je-hee stood from the bed and held out a warm hand, humming a cheerful little tune under his breath that told Si-woon the man was already filing this new discovery away for future use. “Come on—let’s go rinse off in the shower and get some sleep.”

Hesitating only a beat, Si-woon placed his hand in Je-hee’s and let himself be pulled to his feet, grateful for how effortlessly that warm grip turned even the most mortifying night into something ordinary between them.