TSOTI – Chapter 3.7

“…….”

Suddenly, Seungwoo—who had been leaning against the wall reading a book—placed his head on Doyoung’s lap. With that small head pillowed on Doyoung’s thigh, he lay back on the main hall floor.

Doyoung looked down in confusion at Seungwoo resting on his lap. He had occasionally sat on Seungwoo’s lap while drinking or eating, but this was the first time Seungwoo had pillowed his head on Doyoung’s thigh, so he couldn’t help feeling flustered.

“Why. Is it uncomfortable?”

Sensing Doyoung’s awkward gaze, Seungwoo asked quietly. Doyoung answered in a noticeably flustered rush.

“N-no. It’s not that…”

“Then let me use it for a bit.”

As if he had no interest in Doyoung’s opinion from the start, Seungwoo declared it and fixed his eyes back on the book. Lying down, he propped one knee up and held the book toward the ceiling, continuing to read. Doyoung’s gaze fell on the long, slender fingers holding the book. They looked as refined as Seungwoo’s deep, dark eyes.

“…….”

The steady patter of rain filled the awkward space. Listening to the cool summer rain that filled the season, Doyoung cautiously turned his gaze toward Seungwoo’s face. The small face that his own hand could probably cover entirely, the black eyes resembling the night sky over a half-moon sword. He traced the high bridge of the nose, the defined philtrum, and the thick lips in turn.

His face heated up. Just looking at Seungwoo like this—pillowed on his lap—and the mere fact that his gaze touched those lips made his heart pound fiercely, and his earlobes burn.

“Are you staring like that on purpose to get me hard?”

Seungwoo asked indifferently without taking his eyes off the book. Doyoung’s face flushed even redder. How did he know Doyoung was staring when he was only looking at the book……? Amid the awkwardness, Doyoung barely managed to speak.

“What…… You were reading.”

“Were you making that face back then, too?”

“……Huh?”

“When you were peeking at me jerking off in the bathroom. Did you have that expression then, too?”

Ah…….

Doyoung’s face blazed red. He had completely forgotten about it because the two had treated him so well, but now that it was mentioned, he remembered.

Back then, after Seungwoo finished masturbating and their eyes met through the mirror, Doyoung had been so startled he fled immediately. And he had never apologized afterward. Somehow, time had passed like this.

“Um, about back then…….”

Though embarrassed and ashamed, Doyoung decided he should apologize now that the topic had come up. After all, it was someone else’s private moment—he had watched without permission, so he owed an apology.

“I’m sorry…… I was so flustered I just ran away without apologizing…….”

Even after hearing Doyoung’s apology, Seungwoo showed no particular reaction. He turned a page indifferently.

“…….”

With Seungwoo silent, Doyoung closed his mouth too. Silence flowed between them, and the surroundings grew quiet.

Before long, the rain seemed to lighten, then stopped completely. Raindrops hanging from the eaves hesitated before falling one by one to the dirt, creating small ripples. The yard was already flooded, every puddle reflecting the gray sky. When the wind passed, the water rippled gently, fallen leaves drifting slowly among the waves.

The scent of wet earth spread through the air. From afar came the sound of the sea breathing, and above it, rain-soaked leaves shuddered low.

“What were you thinking?”

After a long silence, Seungwoo asked again. Doyoung, slightly dazed, slowly opened his mouth.

“Hm?”

“I’m curious what you were thinking when you watched me jerk off.”

Rustle. The thin page turned, echoing in the quiet. Doyoung blinked blankly for a moment before cautiously speaking.

“Just…….”

“Yeah.”

“I thought it was hot…… You were so sexy…….”

Doyoung answered honestly despite the embarrassment. Back then, watching Seungwoo masturbate, he had wanted to rush in, suck his cock, and beg to be fucked.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah…….”

Just recalling that moment made Doyoung’s crotch grow wet again. That heated breath, furrowed brow, heavy, low moans—everything was still vivid enough to appear before his eyes.

If he could go back to that moment, Doyoung might have found the courage to enter the bathroom. He might have sucked the cock Seungwoo was stroking and begged him to use his pussy.

“Then why didn’t you come in and help?”

Lost in memory and fantasy, Doyoung was startled by Seungwoo’s sudden words—cutting in without warning. Too flustered to respond, his heart pounded loudly in the awkward silence.

“What?”

“You said I was sexy. You must have wanted to get fucked while watching.”

Seungwoo closed the book and placed it on his chest. Then he slowly lifted his gaze to meet Doyoung’s.

“…….”

Doyoung felt like his breath caught in his throat. Just meeting Seungwoo’s eyes made his mind freeze and his heart feel like it would stop.

“Back then.”

Suddenly, Seungwoo raised one hand. The gracefully extended fingertips lightly wrapped around Doyoung’s neck.

He pulled Doyoung’s face closer. Gazing with languid eyes, he whispered.

“I wanted to fuck you too.”

Their noses were close enough to brush. Seungwoo’s breath washed over him.

“I jerked off because I wanted to eat you.”

The low, sweet voice pierced Doyoung’s eardrums relentlessly.

“Ah…….”

Doyoung’s pupils shook aimlessly. It felt like a storm raged in his chest.

His mind went blank. Not a single thought connected. The world before his eyes wavered strangely, his heart racing wildly. Even when he tried to inhale, it felt like the air wouldn’t go in—like his throat was closing.

In the middle of that emotional maelstrom, Doyoung felt lips press against his.

Seungwoo kissed him. Slow. Unhurried. His tongue slid into Doyoung’s mouth, gentle and sweet.

“Mm…”

Slowly, Doyoung’s eyes closed. The fading rain now moistened Doyoung’s heart gently.

The world was entirely submerged in water, and the summer island surrounding the two was endlessly damp. The rubbing flesh was so soft, the exchanged breaths sweet.

Like extinguishing the fire in a hot heart, midsummer rain fell inside Doyoung’s chest. The scent of sweet rain came from the lips that met and parted.

“…….”

“…….”

After the kiss, the two gazed at each other quietly for a long while. Doyoung kept his head down, Seungwoo looked upward—neither spoke.

“Want to?”

After a long silence, Seungwoo spoke again. In that instant, Doyoung’s heart pounded fiercely.

Hearing Seungwoo’s confession with a clear mind shook Doyoung far more intensely than during sex. The words that he had wanted him from the start lifted Doyoung instantly. The single phrase “I jerked off because I wanted to eat you” struck deep in his chest.

A thick flutter surged. His heart swelled so much it felt like it would burst.

Unable to contain the emotion, Doyoung sought Seungwoo’s lips first. Pressing his own to the thick lips, sucking the sweet flesh, he conveyed his answer.

Thud, thud.

Still kissing him, Seungwoo rose in one fluid motion, rolling them over and pinning Doyoung beneath him. He devoured Doyoung’s mouth greedily, flipping him over and climbing on top.

Seungwoo reached behind Doyoung’s back and grabbed his T-shirt. While sucking Doyoung’s lips, he pulled the hem up with one hand to strip the top. Looking down at Doyoung—hair disheveled from the shirt, bare-chested—he immediately pressed his lips back as if even that brief separation was regrettable.

His hand naturally went between Doyoung’s legs. Passing the erect center, he delved into the cleft and fondled the pussy. The already wet pussy clung stickily to the thin fabric. Seungwoo’s fingers moved busily between the parted flesh.

“You sometimes drive people insane.”

Seungwoo whispered. Burying his lips in Doyoung’s neck and sucking, Doyoung arched his neck and moaned.

Doyoung reached toward Seungwoo. Burying his fingers in the disheveled hair, he pulled freely. Seungwoo bared his teeth and bit Doyoung’s neck. Like a kitten purring, Doyoung’s throat let out a low sound.

“This part’s pretty too.”

As Seungwoo bit down on his throat, Doyoung’s slim waist jolted, fingers tightening painfully in Seungwoo’s hair.

“There’s nowhere you’re not pretty.”

Seungwoo sucked at the tender skin, leaving dark marks as if branding him. The more Doyoung’s neck bloomed red, the better it felt.

“Seungwoo… stop. That’s enough… mm. Don’t just keep sucking…”

Unable to hide his rising arousal, Doyoung pleaded. His lower half was already soaking wet, desperately wanting insertion. Now, even kissing Seungwoo or just looking at his face made him wet. Especially after hearing “I wanted to eat you,” his body burned even hotter.

“Haah…”

Seungwoo straightened his upper body. Hair disheveled, shirtless, he brought his hand to the buckle of his jeans. The bare body—the wide shoulders narrowing to an inverted triangle of muscle—stole Doyoung’s gaze entirely.

In Seungwoo’s large hand, the buckle came undone. As he pulled the zipper down, the front opened, revealing the underwear beneath. The thick bulge that couldn’t be hidden even in drawers drew Doyoung’s eyes again. Fully unzipping, Seungwoo pulled the swollen flesh from his drawers.

“Ah…….”

Even though he had seen it many times, Doyoung let out another exclamation. The deep brown flesh—sure to carry a strong male scent—stood rigidly toward him. Thick veins bulged on the shaft. The slit at the tip drooled, ready to devour Doyoung’s pussy.

“Gotta open this up.”

Seungwoo held the cock—too big even for his large hand—and tapped it against Doyoung’s crotch. Doyoung, dazed, staring at the cock, belatedly gathered his senses and began removing his pants.

Watching Doyoung strip in front of him, Seungwoo slowly stroked his cock. The shy, flushed face, lowering the pants was awkward yet somehow cute and lovable, arousing him.

Doyoung, without underwear, removed his pants and pulled the T-shirt down to cover his bare lower half. Still embarrassed, he rubbed his thighs together and drew them inward. Unaware that it only made him look lewder. Unaware that just seeing it would drive Seungwoo mad.

“Ha.”

Seungwoo grabbed both of Doyoung’s ankles and spread them wide. Doyoung let out a sharp cry in surprise.

“Bite your T-shirt. Stop covering below.”

Seungwoo commanded. The dominant tone made Doyoung’s heart race.

Doyoung obeyed, lifting the T-shirt hem and biting it. His flat abdomen and pink pussy were revealed, his whole body boiling with shame.

“Hng!”

As soon as Doyoung exposed his pussy, Seungwoo lifted both legs together. Folding Doyoung’s waist upward, he gazed at the exposed pussy.

The position made the major labia swell thickly and part. Conscious of the gaze, the plump flesh kept twitching. Seungwoo held both ankles with one hand and lowered his head toward the pussy.

He took a deep breath. Inhaling deeply, the fishy pussy scent mixed with rain.

“Haa…… Ngh.”

Seungwoo’s breath on the genitals tickled. Doyoung exhaled shakily, body trembling lightly from the electric sensation. Soon Seungwoo extended his tongue toward the pussy. Spreading it wide, he swept from below upward over the bluntly protruding labia.

“Heuuut!”

Doyoung exhaled heavily. Just the tongue touching his pussy made his breathing ragged. Each time the broad tongue licked the tender flesh, it felt like his lower half melted and his breath stopped.

“Ah… it feels so good…”

Doyoung melted helplessly. With ankles held, thighs trembling finely, he accepted the invading tongue. The slick flesh moistened him further. The heated tender flesh deepened in color.

Seungwoo, aroused, lifted Doyoung’s waist as if to snap it and buried his head. Releasing the ankles, Doyoung spread his legs himself. Seungwoo sucked the spread pussy while stroking his own cock.

“Heut, hng……. Heuuut, heung, ngh…….”

Seungwoo’s tongue tip became a snake head burrowing into the narrow burrow. The thick, heavy snake body pushed into the tight, wet, warm hole, enjoying the cozy space. Doyoung’s vagina swelled its walls to squeeze the snake’s breath, narrowing the hole. The tightly pressed mucosae gave each other unbearable pleasure.

“Aah, good……. Mmmngh, ngh…….”

Doyoung lowered his eyelids. In his blurred vision, he saw the back of Seungwoo’s head buried in his pussy. Doyoung reached out and placed both hands on his head. Not wanting even a moment’s separation, he pulled him closer and wrapped his slender legs around Seungwoo’s shoulders.

“Aah! Ah! Mmmngh, ngh!”

Doyoung shook his hips passionately as if being fucked. Seungwoo’s tongue thrust like a cock in and out of the hole, while lips, hiding hard teeth, roughly pressed the swollen clitoris.

Doyoung masturbated by rubbing his clitoris against Seungwoo’s lips while feeling the tongue sweep his vagina. The streaming pussy juice was all sucked by Seungwoo. Like peeled tomato flesh—so tender it would crush with slight pressure—the pussy inner walls were relentlessly rubbed under his tongue. Like red petals soaked in rainwater, his inner walls were beautifully moistened.

“Aah, gonna cum……!”

Doyoung’s lewd cry rang through the main hall. He lifted his waist and squirted pussy juice into Seungwoo’s mouth. Gulp. Gulp. Seungwoo gladly swallowed the flood of pussy juice. The tart yet slick liquid filling his mouth dyed Seungwoo’s tongue in ecstasy.

“Mmmngh, ngh…….”

The raised waist soon dropped. Doyoung, having cum from his pussy, panted heavily while his abdomen was dirtied with the remaining semen.

Finally receiving all of Doyoung’s pussy juice, Seungwoo lifted his face. Wiping his thoroughly wet lips with the back of his hand, he gazed at Doyoung with moist eyes.

“Hng!”

Seungwoo grabbed his cock and pressed the glans against Doyoung’s freshly climaxed clitoris. He mashed the clitoris—protruding enough to pierce the labia—with the tip. Doyoung found the slick, soft touch on his hypersensitive post-climax spot unbearable. It was far more stimulating than fingers. Moreover, watching Seungwoo lewdly rub his clitoris with his cock made Doyoung’s chest swell just from looking.

“I want to see you do it yourself.”

While teasing Doyoung’s clitoris, Seungwoo said. Then he reached out and lifted Doyoung from his position.