Stranger

“Hah, haahhh…”

“Huftt…”

I fell on top of him while still being buried inside him. Our chests were in contact with each other. I had no idea whether the pulse was mine or his. I wanted him to become me and me to become him by permeating and blending like this. No, he should not become me. He had to exist only as him.

Yeon Woojeong exhaled a breath while pushing my shoulders. I put a force so I wouldn’t be pushed back because I wanted to stay like this for a long time. He put his lips on my cheek and then bit my chin. As I twisted my head because it was not hurt and only ticklish, he kissed my lips.

Our tongues mingled. My whole body was in a sensitive state, so just rubbing tongues gave me a sense of pleasure. I moved my waist slightly and when our tongues split, I moved backward slowly.

As I completely left his body, I took off the condom. Yeon Woojeong put the back of his hand on his eyes and burst into laughter weakly.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Ah… Every time I have sex, I think it’s going to be so hard if I think I’m going to die because it feels so good.”

Going to die because it feels so good? It was an absurd thought that was uncharacteristic of Yeon Woojeong, but it didn’t mean I didn’t understand that. However, when I confirmed that he felt the same as me through his mouth, I rather could not believe it.

“It’s not even your first time… but you feel so?”

“Because I’m not used to getting fucked, when I thought it would be this much, it’s always more than what I thought.”

Yeon Woojeong took his hand from his eyes, and then he pointed above his head. Then he put his hand down again and laughed with his eyes creased.

“You raised the bar.”

“What did I do?”

“The standard is usually set on the first experience. It’s because you fucked me hard.”

I had no idea what he was talking about. I knitted my brows at the vulgar choice of words and then took a new condom. Yeon Woojeong let out a sigh.

“Shouldn’t there be time to enjoy the afterplay?”

“What is afterplay?”

“…”

His face turned blank in a flash. He then let out a vain laugh and beckoned with his finger. As I approached him, he bit my lips lightly.

“Let’s do it one more time, then I’ll teach you.”

Yeon Woojeong turned his body. After putting on the condom, I spread his legs and positioned myself in between. When I saw the hole that glistened because of the gel, I lowered my head and stuck my nose there. His body jolted. I raised my head after taking a deep breath.

My eyes met with Yeon Woojeong who bobbed his brows as if asking what I was doing.

“Are you a baby? Smells like a strawberry.”

I took revenge on him. Yeon Woojeong stared at me blankly, but then covered his face with the back of his hand and laughed with his shoulders shaking.

“Aahhh… Kim Jiho.”

Listening to the muttering fused with a sigh, I spread his ass and lined my penis to the stretched hole. This time, I pushed in at once without waiting. Yeon Woojeong’s back was a clean canvas. Bending my head, I left my trace on top of it. Yeon Woojeong let out moans.

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The bathtub was full of water. Yeon Woojeong’s body inside it gradually relaxed. Yeon Woojeong threw his head back, leaning onto the bathtub. His eyes blinked steadily. I watched him because I worried he would drown at this rate, but he suddenly turned his head to look at me.

“You come in too. Let’s wash up together.”

“I’ve washed earlier.”

“When?”

“When you were sprawled.”

Yeon Woojeong laughed weakly. He brushed his hair back with his wet hand. I immersed my hand in the rippling water. It was warm.

“I also paid for breakfast, so go down tomorrow morning and eat. I won’t eat, so don’t wake me up.”

“Mhm.”

“Wake me up if I don’t get up by 2 p.m.”

“Mhm.”

“What a neat answer.”

He lightly pulled his lips up and tapped my cheek with his finger. Yeon Woojeong’s body under the water was all chewed up. I wondered if I was a bit too much, but it didn’t look bad.

“Do you want me to wash your hair?”

“No. I’ll just wash up cursorily. Go to sleep first.”

Yeon Woojeong closed his eyes. I stood up after scanning his tired face. I walked out without closing the bathroom door and tidied up around the bed. There was the sound of him washing up in the bathroom. I took Yeon Woojeong’s coat from the floor and hung it properly, then I put the last remaining condom inside his coat but then took it out again. After putting it inside my coat pocket, I tidied the blanket. 

I checked my watch. Half-past two. I could do more, but I stopped because Yeon Woojeong grumbled he had to drive. At least I didn’t feel unsatisfied like the first time.

I looked back because I heard a movement, and there was Yeon Woojeong walking out with a robe. Water dripped from his head as if he didn’t even dry his hair with a towel.

“Why aren’t you drying your hair?”

“It’s bothersome.”

“Lazy ass.”

Despite my criticism, Yeon Woojeong walked with faltering steps without saying anything. I grabbed his wrist and sat him down on the bed. After propping his waist as he was trying to fall back, I took the hair dryer and connected it. In the meantime, Yeon Woojeong has glued his body to the bed. I sat after raising him up, then after propping him, I turned on the hair dryer.

I dried Yeon Woojeong’s hair after adjusting the wind to be not too hot. I put my hand through his hair, shook the water, and shot the wind. Yeon Woojeong calmly leaned his back onto my chest. He seemed to be closing his eyes from the reflection I saw in the window.

“Mr. Yeon.”

“… Mhm.”

“Let’s come again next time.”

Yeon Woojeong’s head turned a bit toward me. He extended his hand back and caressed my cheek.

“Yeah.”

It felt like fresh air filled my chest. I felt good that Yeon Woojeong left his body to me and let me dry his hair like a child. The drying hair was fluffy. I grabbed it with my fingertips and then kissed it carefully.

Blowing the wind to every corner, I checked if there was still a wet part. After his hair was dry, I turned off the hair dryer. I stretched my head to look at Yeon Woojeong. He was sleeping.

I wanted to stay like this. However, it must be uncomfortable to sleep in this position. I laid him down slowly, then I pulled him into my arms. I put a pillow under his head, then I pulled up the blanket. 

I listened to the breathing sound while stroking his head. Touching his face, I traced his lips that flowed out the breath, then I bent my head and kissed his lips. Although I wished for this moment to stay forever, I hoped the morning would come fast. I waited for tomorrow. Does this man know how big of a fortune is it to wait for the next time?

I got up to turn off the lamp, then went back to bed. I laid next to Yeon Woojeong and brought my hand to his arm. I felt like I would be able to sleep soundly just by touching him.