Chapter 130
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Sehun had climbed to his peak as well. He had immediately dived into a deep kiss, muffling Yoonshin’s moans. He slipped his tongue into Yoonshin’s damp cave and ran it around the walls as if to snatch away all the heat in his mouth. At the same time, he started to adeptly stroke both their members with one hand. The protruding veins exuded heat and chafed against each other, creating frictional heat.
Sehun led them both to the brink of release. Yoonshin’s flat stomach twitched. Yoonshin was especially overwhelmed by an unbearable need to release.
Prec*m gushed from their tips. The translucent beads dribbled down their shafts. Sehun continued to stroke their overly sensitive skin, pumping their combined pillars until they released at almost the same time.
“Ahhngh…!” Yoonshin cried.
Sehun growled, “Fuck… urgh!”
Seminal fluid spattered on Yoonshin’s stomach and trickled down. The stickiness of Yoonshin sprayed all over Sehun’s shirt and pants made of fine fabric.
Yoonshin panted laboriously and leaned forward into Sehun’s shoulder. The older man held him close and stroked his back. Sehun fluidly supported Yoonshin’s trembling body as they both lay back on the couch. Yoonshin was practically lying on top of Sehun, pressing into the older man’s sleek and slim body, and he sighed humidly into the crook between the other’s well-built shoulder and neck. They were quite close, so they could feel every breath, every rise and fall of their chests.
Where Yoonshin’s abdomen and Sehun’s shirt met, and where their members lay next to each other were sticky.
Yoonshin hid his diffident face and whispered, “I’ll return your shirt after I wash it off.”
“Can you clean it?”
“Of course I can…”
“No, with your mouth,” Sehun said suggestively. Yoonshin wasn’t so innocent as to misinterpret that. After some deliberation, Yoonshin slowly propped up his exhausted body. He had wanted to try servicing the other after Sehun blew him. He felt like nothing could stop him since Sehun even set the table for him. However, as he was about to reach out and grasp the other’s d*ck, which was growing flaccid after release, Sehun pushed Yoonshin’s hand away. Instead, he pulled the younger man back into his arms.
Yoonshin flopped against Sehun, and his ears pressed against Sehun’s thumping heart. The vividness of his heart pounding against his chest made Yoonshin feel a bit sheepish.
“Why’d you stop me when I was willing to do it? Did you change your mind?” Yoonshin asked.
“Let’s stop here today,” Sehun replied.
“I’m okay even if you don’t use a condom.”
“I’m not okay with that. I came here on impulse, so I’m not done figuring things out.”
Perhaps Sehun was still balancing his odds.
Judging from the fact that he wasn’t explaining anything to Yoonshin yet, he was still internally conflicted. If Sehun couldn’t precisely tell Yoonshin what he was contemplating about, he wanted Sehun to at least be clear that he was musing on something. However, Sehun didn’t look like he was about to tell Yoonshin that either.
Yoonshin, whose upper body was slightly propped, exchanged gazes with Sehun. The red rims of his still passionate eyes, basking in their fervor, left an impression on Yoonshin.
“So, this is how you look after you come. You’re hot,” Yoonshin stated his observations.
“Do you like my face?” Sehun asked.
“Your face is perfect. I like the proportions of your features. I think anyone would like it.” Yoonshin’s minuscule movements as he talked stirred up Sehun yet again. Yoonshin could feel the other’s member twitching awake below his waist. Yoonshin was in awe, yet he felt unaccustomed to the fact that he was the subject of Sehun’s arousal. Yoonshin clamped his mouth shut, overwhelmed, and Sehun sat up.
A bit taken aback, Yoonshin grabbed Sehun’s shirt again. “Why are you getting up? I want to stay like this a bit longer.”
Sehun wiped off the remnants of their spent seed and unceremoniously pulled up Yoonshin’s pants. Then, he put himself back together in his clothes and replied, “I need to go now. Don’t you have something left to do? As you may already know, I’m a bit of a tough judge. It’ll be best if you try hard.”
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Sehun had climbed to his peak as well. He had immediately dived into a deep kiss, muffling Yoonshin’s moans. He slipped his tongue into Yoonshin’s damp cave and ran it around the walls as if to snatch away all the heat in his mouth. At the same time, he started to adeptly stroke both their members with one hand. The protruding veins exuded heat and chafed against each other, creating frictional heat.
Sehun led them both to the brink of release. Yoonshin’s flat stomach twitched. Yoonshin was especially overwhelmed by an unbearable need to release.
Prec*m gushed from their tips. The translucent beads dribbled down their shafts. Sehun continued to stroke their overly sensitive skin, pumping their combined pillars until they released at almost the same time.
“Ahhngh…!” Yoonshin cried.
Sehun growled, “Fuck… urgh!”
Seminal fluid spattered on Yoonshin’s stomach and trickled down. The stickiness of Yoonshin sprayed all over Sehun’s shirt and pants made of fine fabric.
Yoonshin panted laboriously and leaned forward into Sehun’s shoulder. The older man held him close and stroked his back. Sehun fluidly supported Yoonshin’s trembling body as they both lay back on the couch. Yoonshin was practically lying on top of Sehun, pressing into the older man’s sleek and slim body, and he sighed humidly into the crook between the other’s well-built shoulder and neck. They were quite close, so they could feel every breath, every rise and fall of their chests.
Where Yoonshin’s abdomen and Sehun’s shirt met, and where their members lay next to each other were sticky.
Yoonshin hid his diffident face and whispered, “I’ll return your shirt after I wash it off.”
“Can you clean it?”
“Of course I can…”
“No, with your mouth,” Sehun said suggestively. Yoonshin wasn’t so innocent as to misinterpret that. After some deliberation, Yoonshin slowly propped up his exhausted body. He had wanted to try servicing the other after Sehun blew him. He felt like nothing could stop him since Sehun even set the table for him. However, as he was about to reach out and grasp the other’s d*ck, which was growing flaccid after release, Sehun pushed Yoonshin’s hand away. Instead, he pulled the younger man back into his arms.
Yoonshin flopped against Sehun, and his ears pressed against Sehun’s thumping heart. The vividness of his heart pounding against his chest made Yoonshin feel a bit sheepish.
“Why’d you stop me when I was willing to do it? Did you change your mind?” Yoonshin asked.
“Let’s stop here today,” Sehun replied.
“I’m okay even if you don’t use a condom.”
“I’m not okay with that. I came here on impulse, so I’m not done figuring things out.”
Perhaps Sehun was still balancing his odds.
Judging from the fact that he wasn’t explaining anything to Yoonshin yet, he was still internally conflicted. If Sehun couldn’t precisely tell Yoonshin what he was contemplating about, he wanted Sehun to at least be clear that he was musing on something. However, Sehun didn’t look like he was about to tell Yoonshin that either.
Yoonshin, whose upper body was slightly propped, exchanged gazes with Sehun. The red rims of his still passionate eyes, basking in their fervor, left an impression on Yoonshin.
“So, this is how you look after you come. You’re hot,” Yoonshin stated his observations.
“Do you like my face?” Sehun asked.
“Your face is perfect. I like the proportions of your features. I think anyone would like it.” Yoonshin’s minuscule movements as he talked stirred up Sehun yet again. Yoonshin could feel the other’s member twitching awake below his waist. Yoonshin was in awe, yet he felt unaccustomed to the fact that he was the subject of Sehun’s arousal. Yoonshin clamped his mouth shut, overwhelmed, and Sehun sat up.
A bit taken aback, Yoonshin grabbed Sehun’s shirt again. “Why are you getting up? I want to stay like this a bit longer.”
Sehun wiped off the remnants of their spent seed and unceremoniously pulled up Yoonshin’s pants. Then, he put himself back together in his clothes and replied, “I need to go now. Don’t you have something left to do? As you may already know, I’m a bit of a tough judge. It’ll be best if you try hard.”
Sehun had climbed to his peak as well. He had immediately dived into a deep kiss, muffling Yoonshin's moans. He slipped his tongue into Yoonshin's damp cave and ran it around the walls as if to snatch away all the heat in his mouth. At the same time, he started to adeptly stroke both their members with one hand. The protruding veins exuded heat and chafed against each other, creating frictional heat.Sehun led them both to the brink of release. Yoonshin's flat stomach twitched. Yoonshin was especially overwhelmed by an unbearable need to release.Prec*m gushed from their tips. The translucent beads dribbled down their shafts. Sehun continued to stroke their overly sensitive skin, pumping their combined pillars until they released at almost the same time.Ahhngh! Yoonshin cried.Sehun growled, Fuck urgh!Seminal fluid spattered on Yoonshin's stomach and trickled down. The stickiness of Yoonshin sprayed all over Sehun's shirt and pants made of fine fabric.Yoonshin panted laboriously and leaned forward into Sehun's shoulder. The older man held him close and stroked his back. Sehun fluidly supported Yoonshin's trembling body as they both lay back on the couch. Yoonshin was practically lying on top of Sehun, pressing into the older man's sleek and slim body, and he sighed humidly into the crook between the other's well-built shoulder and neck. They were quite close, so they could feel every breath, every rise and fall of their chests.Where Yoonshin's abdomen and Sehun's shirt met, and where their members lay next to each other were sticky.Yoonshin hid his diffident face and whispered, I'll return your shirt after I wash it off.Can you clean it?Of course I canNo, with your mouth, Sehun said suggestively. Yoonshin wasn't so innocent as to misinterpret that. After some deliberation, Yoonshin slowly propped up his exhausted body. He had wanted to try servicing the other after Sehun blew him. He felt like nothing could stop him since Sehun even set the table for him. However, as he was about to reach out and grasp the other's d*ck, which was growing flaccid after release, Sehun pushed Yoonshin's hand away. Instead, he pulled the younger man back into his arms.Yoonshin flopped against Sehun, and his ears pressed against Sehun's thumping heart. The vividness of his heart pounding against his chest made Yoonshin feel a bit sheepish.Why'd you stop me when I was willing to do it? Did you change your mind? Yoonshin asked.Let's stop here today, Sehun replied.I'm okay even if you don't use a condom.I'm not okay with that. I came here on impulse, so I'm not done figuring things out.Perhaps Sehun was still balancing his odds.Judging from the fact that he wasn't explaining anything to Yoonshin yet, he was still internally conflicted. If Sehun couldn't precisely tell Yoonshin what he was contemplating about, he wanted Sehun to at least be clear that he was musing on something. However, Sehun didn't look like he was about to tell Yoonshin that either.Yoonshin, whose upper body was slightly propped, exchanged gazes with Sehun. The red rims of his still passionate eyes, basking in their fervor, left an impression on Yoonshin.So, this is how you look after you come. You're hot, Yoonshin stated his observations.Do you like my face? Sehun asked.Your face is perfect. I like the proportions of your features. I think anyone would like it. Yoonshin's minuscule movements as he talked stirred up Sehun yet again. Yoonshin could feel the other's member twitching awake below his waist. Yoonshin was in awe, yet he felt unaccustomed to the fact that he was the subject of Sehun's arousal. Yoonshin clamped his mouth shut, overwhelmed, and Sehun sat up.A bit taken aback, Yoonshin grabbed Sehun's shirt again. Why are you getting up? I want to stay like this a bit longer.Sehun wiped off the remnants of their spent seed and unceremoniously pulled up Yoonshin's pants. Then, he put himself back together in his clothes and replied, I need to go now. Don't you have something left to do? As you may already know, I'm a bit of a tough judge. It'll be best if you try hard.
