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Cloudless Sky Side Story 5. A Midsummer Night's Letter (2) Main Text: The Island of Runaway Lovers (6)
🕑 Added 2024-10-20 04:48:27 +0000 UTCSide Story 5. A Midsummer Night's Letter (2) Main Text: The Island of Runaway Lovers (6)
Soram, standing in the exotic backdrop, rose on his tiptoes to look outside and pointed to something sparkling in the distant sea. Tae-un, as if drawn, got up from his seat and moved towards him. Without realizing it, his arm wrapped around Soram's waist, and he bent down to rest his head on his shoulder to look in the same direction.
Aside from the petulance that had surfaced due to his plans going awry, his honest feelings were like this:
"I'm still bewildered that you suddenly appeared, but I can't deny that it's much better having you here together."
Tae-un let out a short sigh mixed with resignation.
"I'm glad you came."
"...Hey, why on earth were you going on about wanting to play a cool role?"
When Tae-un looked at him, not understanding what Soram meant, Soram made an inexplicably sharp face and then leaned his weight against Tae-un.
"Han Tae-un, I have a confession to make."
"Okay. Whatever trouble you've caused, I won't be too surprised if you tell me now."
"It was my first time on a plane."
"..."
"I mean, inside one that I wasn't piloting. And... it's also my first time coming to a place like this."
The hand that had been caressing Soram's waist paused. The corners of the mouth of the one who had lived in an abusive and neglectful home until eighteen, and then devoted himself to being Korea's guardian, lifted into a long smile.
"For me, anywhere is fine. As long as we're together."
A tingling electricity rose through their touching fingertips. Tae-un moved again following some impulse, and soon he was holding Soram fully in his arms. He pressed Soram's back tightly against his chest. Just like they often did in their dormitory.
Hehehehe. Soram made a pleased laughing sound while tightly enclosed. He rubbed the arms holding him, then slowly turned his head to look at Tae-un's face right in front of him.
"Then shall we come here for our honeymoon?"
"Hmm, it's still under...?"
He quickly swallowed the words "It's still under consideration as one of the candidates." With his numerous experiences, Tae-un could sense danger.
"..."
"Hm? Han Tae-un, do you like it here? What was the name of this resort again?"
His long eyelashes blinked prettily. If he gave even the slightest opening now, Soram seemed ready to book this entire place.
"Jin Soram, I can see right through you."
"That's good. I wore nice underwear because I was going out."
"..."
"Take a good look."
"..."
Tae-un unwrapped his arms from around Soram.
"Originally, balance is the most important thing in a relationship. When we go back, leave the rest of the wedding preparations to me from now on."
However, Soram snorted.
"There you go again with that 'originally' talk. Have you ever dated anyone besides me? Have you ever prepared for a marriage before?"
"..."
"You haven't, right?"
For the first time, Tae-un was completely at a loss for words. Soram raised his voice more confidently towards his lover who had been single until meeting him.
"You're experiencing everything for the first time too, so what do you know? For things like this, you should just ride on your hyung's back."
"You, don't call yourself hyung."
"I don't want to stop. Even if we count ourselves as the same age, our birthdays are still ten months apart. I drank at least 100 more bottles of formula milk than you."
"..."
"Hyung is going to take a shower."
Soram moved away from his spot, unfastened the bracelet on his wrist and threw it on the table, then walked towards the bathroom while loosening his tie. Tae-un looked at the pager that had been attached to Soram's wrist pretending to be an ordinary watch, carefully put it away on the bedside table, and then caught the bathroom door that was about to close.
"What?"
"You said your underwear was nice."
Tae-un lifted his chin.
"Let's see what hyung is wearing."
He pushed the door and went inside. Soram's chuckling laughter passed through the closing bathroom door for the last time.
***
There was nothing about Han Tae-un that wasn't large. First of all, he was over 10cm taller than Soram, and his weight was probably more than 20kg heavier. His frame, which felt enormous, and his thick limbs to match also played a part.
But Soram, who evaluated himself as very large, insisted that they were all about the same. Nevertheless, the one thing he admitted was somewhat different was the hands. Tae-un's hands, which could cover 80% of Soram's face at once, also had good grip strength... When he firmly grasped one buttock, the flesh inside the buttock crease spread apart, clearly revealing the twitching hole that was already excited.
"Ha, ah..., nngh."
The skin was sucked into his mouth and the thin muscle was bitten hard. Reflexively, Soram tried to back away, but the arm firmly wrapped around his waist prevented it.
Soram's upper body, with his back to the shower, was completely soaked. The water flowed down the concave line of his lower back like a ditch, heading towards the spread buttocks. It was a ticklish and unfamiliar sensation. Then, wet fingers dug inside.
"Ho...!"
Two thick fingertips forcibly pried open the inside. The hole, accustomed to overuse, was tightly clenched at first but soon spread to the width of the fingers. Tae-un spread the fingers that had invaded the interior, smoothing out the wrinkles of the hole.
"Ah, wa-water, turn it off. It's going, inside."
"You seem more excited because of that."
The water did wet the inside, but it wasn't as slippery as gel, causing friction between the fingertips and the inner walls. Tae-un stirred Soram's insides while pulling his waist more firmly towards himself. As his waist bent slightly, his chest naturally lifted.
"They're hard."
The gaze looking down at the nipples that had swollen even before proper caressing began seemed strangely pleased. Lips approached with a faint smile and covered his chest.
"Ah!"
The front teeth pressed down on a nipple as if biting into it. Soram's body trembled with the stinging pain and the excitement that spread from it.
"Hnngh, hu..., haah..."
The protrusion that had been chewed between the teeth was sucked into the mouth along with the areola. Even the untouched opposite breast tingled in sympathy.
Even to his own eyes, the area on his chest that was darkening in color was more prominent than it should be for a man. Along with the thickened nipples, it was Tae-un's handiwork. Whether to call it great persistence for managing to change the body of a 1st-grade hunter with good recovery elasticity...
While sucking on his chest, Tae-un continued to stir the inside with the hand in his hole. When his fingers touched a sensitive spot on the inner wall, Soram's upper body jerked, painfully pulling the nipple caught between teeth. But if he kept his body rigidly tense, he couldn't bear the probing touch behind. After tormenting the skin around his chest to satisfaction, Tae-un now moved his target to the opposite breast.
"Ah, hu, Han Tae-un..."
Soram was already half supporting his weight on Tae-un's arm. Just as Soram's legs were trembling so much he was about to stagger, Tae-un finally detached his lips after turning both breasts bright red. Then he looked down at Soram's body as if admiring a picture he had drawn.
"It's like a whipped cream cake with cherries on top."
"What, nonsense..."
Both Soram and Tae-un's gazes were directed at his chest. Teeth marks covered the surrounding area as if coveting the most delicious parts.
Tae-un sucked up a water droplet that had flowed down from Soram's shoulder to the tip of his breast with a 'chup' sound. Soram felt beyond embarrassed, almost to the point of tears.
What amplified this feeling was Tae-un's fingers, which soon began to stir his insides so quickly that they made squelching sounds.
"Ungh, ah, hoo...?"
Three? Or four? It felt like the water pushed inside by the fingers entering and exiting was leaking out of the hole.
"Spread your legs more."
"Huuh, ah...!"
Not content with just making him spread his legs, Tae-un used his other hand to spread Soram's buttocks and stimulate him below. This felt less like simply loosening him up and more like having sex without his hand and foreplay. With the strength gone from his waist, Soram swayed back and forth as Tae-un moved his hand.
"Huah, nng, haah. Ah!"
His chest was bitten, and his backside was spread wide open and probed. Without even a moment to catch his breath, pleasure violently rushed in.
There were days like this sometimes. Days when the usually stoic Tae-un, unmoved by any of Soram's provocations, would reveal his sexual desire with frighteningly flashing eyes.
Today's Han Tae-un seemed like he would be the least docile of them all.
The fingers inside spread apart. The hole was forcibly pried open from the inside. "It's loosened up well." At Tae-un's low voice, the inner walls excitedly tried to clench around his fingers but were blocked by the thick digits.
"Huuh! Ah, aah...!"
The prostate inside the inner walls was firmly pressed by his fingertips. Pre-cum flowed down Soram's erect shaft. Taking in the sight of the sufficiently aroused Soram, Tae-un pulled out his deeply inserted fingers all at once. The white body convulsed briefly.
Tae-un stroked his fully erect member up and down. The veins on the shaft that would soon enter Soram became even more prominent.
This moment was the most nerve-wracking. When the hole felt empty after the fingers had withdrawn, but also had to brace for the impending enormous pressure.
He made Soram lean against the wall and lifted one of his thighs. Then he pressed close and kissed his cheek.
"Ha..., I'm going to put it in."
"Okay..."
Soram embraced Tae-un's shoulders. Despite his teasing and pretense of composure, his excitement was unmistakably revealed in his heated body and twitching muscles.
As Soram nibbled on Tae-un's neck in retaliation for tormenting his chest, hot heat rubbed against his hole, and then entered, opening him up without hesitation.
