Chapter 17. Let’s Finish What We Started (9)

Translator: Lili

Though he looked utterly exhausted, Lee Chayoung refrained from pointing it out. After a moment, he helped Seo Gyuha stand and guided him to lean against the wall. Spreading his cheeks, the wet entrance was revealed. Chayoung pushed himself in fully and began thrusting his hips forcefully again.

“Ahh… ngh… mm…!”

Chayoung’s gaze, cast downward, was filled with satisfaction. The hollowed curve of Gyuha’s spine and the way his firm butt*cks bounced elastically with every deep thr*st heightened his ar*usal.

A moment later, Chayoung wrapped an arm around Gyuha’s firm abdomen and took a few steps back, pulling him away from the wall. Holding Gyuha’s wrists from behind, he continued the act entirely with the strength of his hips.

Gyuha’s legs, barely able to support him, began trembling violently. His open mouth let out unrestrained moans that echoed uncontrollably. Though the deep pen*trati*n felt good in this position, there was a drawback. Leaning against the wall had provided some stability, but now, with his wrists bound behind him as if he were a captured thief, he felt as if he might unceremoniously collapse at any moment.

“Let… ahh… let go of my hands.”

Gyuha gasped, his voice strained.

“Why? It feels good this way.”

Finally, Chayoung released his grip on Gyuha’s wrists and pressed his chest against Gyuha’s back. Wrapping one hand gently around his neck, Chayoung leaned in, sinking his teeth into the nape of Gyuha’s neck again, right where he’d left a vivid mark earlier, biting down firmly.

As Chayoung’s excitement grew, he left more marks on Gyuha’s body. It was both a habit and an instinctive act during s*x. He had realized before that his physical compatibility with Gyuha was exceptional. Gyuha’s skin was both firm and surprisingly soft, gripping perfectly wherever Chayoung’s hands touched.

“To bed… ngh… now.”

Gyuha managed to say between breaths.

“Tired?”

“Hah… yeah… wouldn’t you be… ngh… if you were me?”

His words were broken in rhythm with the thrusts. Clearly, he was reaching his limit.

Chayoung obliged, but didn’t withdraw. Keeping himself buried inside, he climbed onto the bed and laid Gyuha down on his side. Lifting one of Gyuha’s legs over his arm, he began thr*sting into him again from behind.

“Ahh… ngh… mmph!”

When Chayoung pinch*d Gyuha’s chest hard, he let out a sharp cry, his body trembling violently. The movement of Chayoung’s h*ps became even more aggressive. By this point, pacing himself wasn’t even a consideration. As he approached his climax, Chayoung increased his intensity, driving his length relentlessly in and out of the tight space.

Moments later, he released a flood of warmth deep inside as he climaxed. Simultaneously, Gyuha’s own release spilled out in a cloudy stream, his body spasming in response.

“Haa…”

Chayoung exhaled heavily, his chest heaving. It had been a long time since he’d had such satisfying s*x. Even after reaching the peak, the afterglow lingered, refusing to fade.

As he ran his hand through his damp hair, Gyuha’s voice cut through the air, cold and detached, as if he hadn’t just been moaning moments earlier.

“If you’re done, get off.”

“You really kill the mood.”

Chayoung replied with a smirk, which earned him a scowl from Gyuha.

“What mood? Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Why not? We’re already sleeping together, why not enjoy it a bit?”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

Shrugging as if disappointed, Chayoung withdrew. He tied the used c*nd*m and tossed it into the trash before grabbing a tissue to wipe himself off. As he prepared a new c*nd*m, Gyuha shot him a disbelieving look.

“Are you seriously going again?”

“Have I ever stopped after just once? You don’t either.”

It was a fair point. Gyuha himself rarely finished without going two or three rounds when he was topping.

Spreading Gyuha’s legs, Chayoung slid in again, this time positioning them for miss*onary. He started moving slowly, as if warming up, then spoke,

“Ever think about doing this with me regularly?”

“What are you talking about?”

“I mean, we’re pretty compatible, don’t you think? Honestly, this is the most satisfying s*x I’ve had in a while.”

The tight grip around him was still as incredible as ever, making it feel like Gyuha’s body was tailored specifically for him. The more Chayoung thought about it, the more certain he was that this arrangement worked. He knew Gyuha wouldn’t have contacted him first if it weren’t worth it.

Gyuha didn’t reply immediately, which caused Chayoung’s lips to curl into a small smile. If Gyuha had outright disliked the idea, he would’ve said so or started cursing by now. The hesitation suggested he was considering it. Moving his h*ps in slow circles, Chayoung continued, coaxing him like a child.

“It’s a good deal for you too, isn’t it? Someone like me isn’t easy to find.”

“Do you even hear yourself?”

Gyuha shot back, irritation clear in his tone.

“What’s wrong? It’s the truth.”

As annoying as it was, Gyuha couldn’t argue. Chayoung, with his perfect face and relentless stamina, was undeniably his type. And his ability to keep going right after finishing didn’t hurt either.

Moreover, Chayoung wasn’t the clingy type, which was a relief. Still, Gyuha hesitated, his pride compelling him to act as though he needed convincing. Picking up on this, Chayoung pushed a little further.

“Whenever you want, I’ll be there to take care of you. No need to waste time looking for a partner—you and I can enjoy each other without any strings attached.”

“… I’ll think about it. But you…”

“Hmm?”

“… Forget it.”

“What is it?”

“Nothing. Just shut up and keep going.”

“Such a mood-swinger.”

His movements gradually sped up, and the tension in the room reignited. The sounds of their bodies colliding and the bed creaking filled the room, continuing late into the night, as the two remained lost in their intense connection.

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