Kiss the Ground

Dawn had arrived.It was around six in the morning when the person in Misha’s arms began to stir slightly. The shoulder that had been tightly held began to shake a little, and the intertwined legs that had been snugly fit together began to move intermittently. Even without an alarm, it was as if his body was programmed to wake up at this time. As the breath against his arm became irregular, Misha lowered his head further and placed his lips on the person’s hair.“Yuan.”With the morning sunlight casting a blue hue through the window, Misha watched as the person slowly woke up. The mumbling, almost like sleep-talking, continued intermittently… until finally, the body that had been lost in sleep began to wriggle.“Ah… mmm.”“Good morning.”Chahyun rubbed his eyes with heavy hands. As Misha gently held his wrist to prevent further rubbing, he finally opened his mouth.“Misha….”The sleep-drenched voice called out his name first, and it made Misha happy. Misha embraced Yoon Chahyun from behind and kissed the back of his neck. As he received the kisses tracing over his skin, Chahyun mumbled.“What time is it…?”“6 o’clock. But you can sleep in today.”“Why, sleep in… ah.”“Did you remember?”“It’s interview day….”His drowsy voice began to clear up. He turned his head to face Misha with eyes that had found their focus. Even though he was still groggy, his gaze was gentle.“Still, you need to go for a run……. Misha, did I wake you up?”Rather than waking up because of him, Misha hadn’t slept at all from the beginning. But instead of saying that, he pressed his lips against Chahyun’s temple.“No.”“Sleep a little longer. I’ll just go for a quick run.”Warm fingers reached back and lightly tapped Misha’s chin. Yoon Chahyun had a habit of going for a run as soon as he woke up, whether there was official training or not. He always stuck to his personal schedule. It was a routine he felt was crucial, believing that if his routine was disrupted, his will would falter.However, the groggy voice started to turn into low moans right after Misha’s hips subtly pressed against him from the bed.“Eh? Oh… huh.”He finally noticed the awkwardness. Misha held him by the shoulders and whispered softly.“Yuan, can’t you stay in this morning?”“Huh?”“It’s cold. Let’s sleep a bit longer in a warm bed.”“No, but….”Yoon Chahyun still looked confused. Holding his back tightly against his chest, Misha slowly moved his waist.The body pressed against him in the narrow passage was the same one he had been pushing into him since the previous evening. Though he could have moved it freely while Chahyun was asleep, both of them only found meaning in sex when they were both awake. The rising desire with Chahyun’s waking was a reaction to this.“Ah, wait, you… when?”Only then did Chahyun realize the intrusion and began to squirm. It couldn’t be helped. At this point, he had to be bold.“Since last night. Since you fell asleep before me.”“Stop joking… get out.”“I’m not joking.”“Get out… get out.”His hands, still weak from sleep, lightly scratched Misha’s arms. Even if he had the strength, he wouldn’t be able to resist strongly. Embracing his twitching body, Misha sighed into the back of Chahyun’s neck.“I don’t want to let you go today…. I don’t want to wait in bed, and I feel lonely being alone.”“That’s impossible…, ah.”“Just stay with me today…, okay?”“This is too….”“Yuan, please.”“Ugh….”The struggling body relaxed again after a few pleading laughs. Yoon Chahyun was too weak against Misha. He couldn’t even muster a serious resistance to such a little insistence.“Ah… ah, slowly….”“Slowly?”“Yes, gently….”Turning resistance into a plea was so easy. With a relaxed voice, Chahyun rubbed his forehead on the pillow. Realizing he was having sex without even knowing it, the once tight passage quickly became slick and wet.Awareness is such an important function. With this new realization, Misha hugged Chahyun’s chest and began to push himself into him with renewed enthusiasm.“You, really… ah!”The rising pitch of his voice was a sign that Yoon Chahyun was feeling pleasure. Morning sex was usually slow, languid, and warmer than usual. Holding his relaxed waist with his other hand, Misha gently rubbed the inner walls. Each time he pressed on the right spot, the hole would tighten painfully. Not too fast, but slowly stroking inside, Yoon Chahyun made puppy-like sounds.“Ah… ah… ahh…, Misha.”Yoon Chahyun was more ashamed than anything else of making loud noises. He often bit down hard enough to make his teeth grind or chewed his lips to the point of bleeding. However, such things quickly melted away like butter, just soft reason. Soon, he started to murmur low moans and rubbed the back of his head against Misha’s chest. As the thick weight that scratched the inner walls moved slowly, his moans gradually turned into screams that were almost close to cries.“Mmm, ah, mmm, ah… ah, ahh…”The low voice rising was abnormal and very lewd. It urged Misha as if he would climax any moment. But this couldn’t continue. Misha placed his hot hand over Yoon Chahyun’s lips, slowly silencing him.“Yuan, haah… you can’t make any noise.”“……ugh.”The hot breath against his palm shook, as if realizing what was being said. The puppy sleeping downstairs was somewhat hard of hearing, but once awake, it would try to squeeze into the gap between the two. Misha couldn’t show such a crumbling side in the morning to the adorable and affectionate puppy.Holding Chahyun’s body close, Misha kissed the nape of his neck. The scent of the bath products they had used last night lingered on their bodies. Even in such a slow-paced sex, the bodies pressed together were already sweating. As the temperature climbed endlessly, Chahyun, who had been swallowing his sounds, eventually furrowed his brows and let his head droop. Misha slowly slid his fingertips into Chahyun’s mouth.“…….”A warm tongue wrapped around his fingers as if waiting. Chahyun, while holding back his moans, was eagerly sucking on Misha’s fingers. The hot, sticky mouth was just like the one below. Alternating between up and down, gently probing the tightening inner walls, the pleasure felt like it was reaching his feet.“…Yuan, Yuan.”Whispering the familiar name, Misha bit down on Chahyun’s solid nape. It was frightening to utter his real name in such moments. It felt like he might smash and ruin him like a blunt instrument heated in fire.Fortunately, Misha was confident in his patience. Gently pressing the shallow breath beneath the tightly entwined bodies, the inner walls soon contracted, and Chahyun pulled his legs up.“…. hnnn……, …!”Yoon Chahyun rarely climaxed during intercourse. He only spasmed, nodding his erect member. Misha lowered his hand that was wrapped around Chahyun’s chest to grasp his slender member and tightened the hand blocking Chahyun’s mouth. Then, while pressing on Chahyun’s lower abdomen, he leisurely reached his climax.“Ugh, ah, ha.”The orgasm was long and prolonged. Chahyun trembled his waist, strongly biting down on the shaft inside. It seemed he was trying to pull it into his body.After ejaculating deeply into the tight stomach and thinking he had wet his chest, Misha slowly withdrew from Chahyun’s body. As the warm body he had been holding for half a day sprang out, Chahyun’s wet legs quivered. There was no condom. Despite singing about it being essential, Misha preferred doing it without one.“…haah, ha, huff….”Once the moans subsided, Misha withdrew his fingers. Chahyun couldn’t even close his gaping mouth and panted heavily. The saliva-slicked fingers crawled between Chahyun’s legs, caressing the recently used opening. It was a touch mixed with relief, obsession, and lingering feelings.“Haah….”As Chahyun, catching his breath, slowly turned his body, Misha embraced him facing him, pressing his nose against Chahyun’s wet bangs and taking a deep breath.After holding him for a long time until their skin felt soft, Chahyun suddenly placed his trembling hand on Misha’s nose.“Are you… going to keep doing whatever you want?”Despite the rough voice, his eyes were affectionate and damp. See? He can’t really get mad.“Yuan, I like kisses.”“Damn it!”“Don’t you like it?”Replying in a nasal voice, Chahyun’s face reddened even more. The two bright red faces came so close they almost touched noses.“What’s with this from the morning… I can’t stand you.”Feigning anger, he glared at Misha. He always says he can’t stand it while living together. Misha stuck out his lips and cheekily whispered.“If you can’t stand it, a kiss.”“Where did you learn such things?”“‘Please give me a kiss.’”“…….”Yoon Chahyun always gave everything if the word ‘please’ was added. It was a rule Misha had discovered for himself. And the rule applied perfectly today. The tightly held nose was eventually pressed against Misha’s lips.A few light kisses turned quickly into a passionate, heated kiss. The languid, melted hand gently caressed Misha’s cheek and slowly fell.Misha watched as Chahyun’s eyes looked at him, then fluttered faintly, and finally closed heavily. The face of his partner, who eventually fell asleep, seemed somehow a few years younger than himself. The softness of the thin eyelids and the bright skin inside his solid body felt extremely fragile. It might be a reaction to his own tendency to emphasize his seniority despite not being much older.“Yuan, sleep well.”Whispering a nighttime farewell that transcends time, Misha slid his fingers over Chahyun’s wet waist.Disrupting Yoon Chahyun’s routine and changing his body were both enjoyable for Misha. To dig into his firm gaps, put down roots, and indulge in affection just for him was a pleasure Misha had recently discovered.Imagining the face of his partner who would scold him as soon as he opened his eyes, Misha found Chahyun’s fingers and intertwined his own with them. Although the morning sunlight was faintly brightening the bedroom, there was still plenty of time before changing the wet sheets.***“What? Marriage?”Jude stepped back with a startled cluck, his eyes wide with shock and horror, and an intense sense of betrayal.“How could you… how could you do that!”“How could I not? I’ve been saying it for a year now. We’re getting married.”“No way! I thought you were joking…”“Who would joke about something like that?”“No! I can’t approve of this marriage!”At Winchester United F.C., on the interview day of the new season, the seminar room, which had been bustling with reporters, was now filled with Jude Ingram’s desperate cries. The sight of his struggling friend seemed like a tragic character from a soap opera, almost like a mad brother-in-law from a morning drama.“What are you going to do if you don’t approve? Are you going to come and make a scene?”“Ugh.”Jude’s heart finally broke at the trivial response. His outstretched hands rose into the air and ultimately covered his face. Through the tightly clasped palms, solo’s desperate monologue erupted.“With more married people at Winchester, this can’t be happening… If there’s a God, this can’t be happening.”Seeing Jude muttering words close to blasphemy, Misha slowly turned his head away. Chahyun, facing that face, shrugged his shoulders. It wasn’t surprising that someone who dreamed of pure and fateful love and remained celibate would be devastated at the thought of a colleague leaving his side.But what can be done? People who are meant to leave, will leave.“Here, take one too. Our wedding invitation.”Adrian, who had been standing across from them, suddenly thrust a white card towards them. The luxurious card, visible at a glance, had the names of the bride and groom, the location, and the schedule, all glittering in gold.“Why an invitation? We see each other all the time. You could just invite us verbally.”Chahyun muttered as he turned the card around. Soon, a proud and smug reply came.“It’s all about the presentation. Every single person has to receive one. Since all of you are my best men.”“Best man… hmm.”It wasn’t surprising to have a colleague’s wedding. When in Korea, he had often been invited here and there as a guest or invitee. However, this was the first time he had been chosen as the groom’s closest attendant. It was an honor, but the problem was, he had no knowledge about it.“I’ve never been a best man before. Misha, have you?”“No. Neither have I.”When Misha shook his head in response to the question, it was as expected. Someone just over twenty wouldn’t have such experience.“Don’t worry. You just need to celebrate and take pictures. You just need to be there.”“Really? Just like a regular guest?”“Yep, just sitting there will be enough.”Adrian, nodding with a satisfied face, paused and added.“Oh, but you need to match the dress code.”“Dress code?”Jude, who had nearly collapsed on the floor, and Yoon Chahyun, standing beside him in bewilderment, both looked up simultaneously. Seeing the confused expressions of the three, Adrian cleared his throat and continued.“Actually, my bride has a concept she decided on in advance. She likes everything to be perfect… I’ll be sending everyone the dress code for our wedding beforehand.”“Are you saying… you’ve prepared a suit for us?”“Yes.”“Everything for us?”“Exactly.”To have outfits tailored for all the club members. It must be dozens of outfits, if not more. Misha hadn’t expected that someone who breezes through training and practice would prepare such a meticulous event. As the stunned silence passed, the groom-to-be solemnly nodded.“So, you need to keep yourself in shape until then. Regardless of anything else, you absolutely mustn’t look bad in the wedding photos.”“Wow… This is quite something.”“It’s coming up soon, so make sure to keep your schedule clear.”With that, he turned to face the others. It seemed he was about to distribute the invitations to everyone.Jude, who had been sitting on the floor, quickly got up and clung to Adrian, who was leaving. How did the proposal go? Who are the groomsmen? When is the bachelor party… As he heard Adrian’s receding voice, Chahyun glanced at Misha standing beside him.Misha was quietly looking down at the invitation in his hand. The luxurious card fluttered back and forth between his long, slender fingers. As he silently observed this, his gaze eventually turned to Chahyun.“Yuan, let’s go. It’s time to pick up the puppy.”“Oh, right. It’s already that time.”“If we don’t hurry, we’ll be late.”Startled and nodding vigorously, Chahyun quickly agreed. His discreet hand avoided people’s gazes as it patted his back. Mixing into the scattering colleagues and exiting the conference room, Chahyun kept his mouth shut and fixed his gaze forward.Marriage.A word that felt gritty in his mouth, cautiously rolling around his tongue as he had been contemplating for weeks.***“I didn’t expect Adrian to get married so soon.”Misha’s spacious second-floor bathroom, like an ancient Roman bathhouse, was filled with a pleasant, misty humidity shortly after the water was turned on. With the soothing sound of dripping water, Misha lay back on Chahyun’s lap, tilting his head back.After picking up Hong Sam-i immediately after the schedule and taking a walk in the park, returning home for a meal and bath had become a new routine in Misha and Yoon Chahyun’s lives. After putting the exhausted puppy to sleep in the living room, the two would secretly soak and play in the large bathtub. During this precious relaxation time, they usually chatted about various trivial matters, but today Misha brought up a rather unexpected topic.Chahyun, who had been rubbing his fingers through his brown hair, answered slowly.“…He always talked about marriage like it was some ultimate life goal.”“True, but honestly, I thought it was just talk.”“Hmm……”Chahyun absentmindedly shaped two clumps of frothy bubbles on top of Misha’s head. They looked like animal ears, but also resembled little horns.“I thought someone so hedonistic would enjoy his youth more. I didn’t expect him to prioritize starting a family.”“Hey, he’d cry if he heard that.”“But it’s true.”The comment about the cute ears was both sharp and amusing. Misha’s sharp-tongued remarks, regardless of friend or foe, were coldly precise and subtly understandable. As Chahyun continued to rinse Misha’s hair, he murmured.“Well, it is a bit surprising. Maybe too early, you know…”Athletes were generally divided into two categories when it came to marriage and romance: hedonists and stability seekers. The former were busy chasing parties and pleasures every night, while the latter met a spouse right after reaching adulthood and quickly had children. Given their focus on physical pleasure and human instincts, the marriage views within sports clubs were a chaotic mix of extremes.Moreover, many of Misha’s close friends were playful types… Honestly, it was hard to deny that Chahyun had thought Adrian belonged to the hedonistic group. Compared to that, Jude was the pure-hearted soul searching for true love, while Yoon Chahyun was a moderate leaning towards stability.So what about Misha?Chahyun turned the shower handle, adjusting the water pressure and temperature, then slowly rinsed Misha’s hair. As Misha shook his head, bubbles spilled over his face.“You know, Misha…”“Hm?”At the sudden calm tone, Misha turned his head. The gaze from below, where Chahyun was sitting on the edge of the bathtub, looked up curiously. The question caught him off guard.“Um, marriage…”“Yeah?”“Have you ever been to a wedding?”The unexpected, awkward question popped out. However, Misha, who was sitting between Chahyun’s legs, slowly turned his head and rested his cheek against Chahyun’s thigh.“When I was young, I went to a lot of weddings with my grandparents. Grandpa officiated many ceremonies.”“Really?”The casual revelation was unexpected information. Chahyun blinked in surprise. It was the first time Yoon Chahyun had heard Misha talk about family other than his sister or parents.“Yes, my grandparents…”“They took me everywhere. They had a wide network, so I often attended both weddings and funerals.”“Oh, I see.”“They were close with everyone, so it wasn’t scary to be around.”Misha added a brief explanation as if he understood Chahyun’s curiosity. Instead of a sad or dark expression, his face carried a calmness, as if reminiscing about the past.“There were many of Grandpa’s former students among the people getting married. So, as his grandson, I was usually assigned as the flower boy.”“A flower boy, meaning the kids who sprinkle flowers?”“That’s right. Though not a kid, but a little gentleman.”Misha raised his chin slightly, as if proud of his accomplishments.“I walked down the long aisle, knelt before the bride, and offered flowers. Very dignified and elegant.”“Wow! That must have been really cute!”“Yuan, I said it was dignified and elegant.”Imagining baby Misha in suspenders and a bow tie, Chahyun covered his mouth. Dignified? More like irresistibly cute, wanting to kiss his chubby cheeks. What bride wouldn’t accept flowers from such an adorable little boy? As Misha looked up with a smiling face, he wrapped his arm around Chahyun’s waist.“So, I saw many brides and grooms from a young age. The couples, their families, and the guests.”“Your grandparents must have been wonderful people, seeing how many people they had around.”At Chahyun’s words, Misha shifted his weight without answering. It was a quiet affirmation. Chahyun silently stroked his wet hair.“Everyone there said I would look like Grandpa. I was only five years old.”Warmth and quiet breath reached through their touching skin. Below the chest, the lowered eyelashes cast a shadow like a canopy. The blinking eyes, set at a diagonal angle, looked at Chahyun. Through the hazy air, a misty gaze connected.“Do you really think so?”“What about you, Misha?”“I… I hope so.”Chahyun set the showerhead down and wrapped his arms around Misha’s head. Misha must like his grandparents. Wanting to resemble someone means something like that.“…I’m curious too.”As Chahyun brushed the damp chestnut-colored hair, he alternated between imagining young Misha and his grandfather. Although he couldn’t see the five-year-old Misha offering flowers, he might see the grandfather Misha in about fifty years. Maybe then he would be able to confirm the face of the grandfather he had never met. Surely, it would be very impressive. An image of a refined gentleman with silver hair, like from a black-and-white classic movie, subtly appeared in his mind.But for that to happen… a certain commitment is necessary. Not a vow that disappears from the mouth, but concrete evidence to keep the other person by your side for a long time.Like, for example, an engagement ring.Yes… a proper proposal. That was the issue.For the past few months, that thought had been occupying Yoon Chahyun’s mind. The anxiety over wedding topics and being a groomsman was all because of that.The promise made just before the Champions League final last year was, strictly speaking, a no-count. Even Yoon Chahyun himself didn’t know what he was doing. The marriage declaration made a few months ago in Korea was also invalid. It was more of a demand than a proposal. And thinking of Misha, who had purely rejoiced in every moment, made it impossible to settle for mere verbal promises.To truly promise the future, a ring is needed.Yoon Chahyun might not know much about jewelry, but he knew Misha well. Considering Misha’s love for fashion and sensitivity to trends, he would likely prefer a flashy design. On the other hand, an elegant and refined appearance would suit a more understated design. However, considering Misha’s physically demanding job, a ring with too large a diamond was not an option. In other words, it couldn’t be too delicate or too simple.Most of the process was fraught with difficulties, but the most challenging mission was to secretly commission a custom ring without arousing the suspicion of the person he was planning to propose to.‘I almost got caught a few times…’Consulting with jewelers and designers, placing the order, and receiving the ring were all conducted discreetly, almost like a CIA covert operation. When the completed ring was finally in his hands months later, Yoon Chahyun celebrated the victory alone with a clueless Hong Sam.Yet, this precious engagement ring was now, unexpectedly, resting quietly in the sweaty corner of Yoon Chahyun’s locker at Winchester United F.C.Storing such an important symbol of a promise for the future in a locker was, in itself, something to marvel at, but there was no other choice. The timing and location were crucial. Hiding it in the shared house where employees or Misha might discover it and hastily putting the ring on was something he absolutely wanted to avoid.What Yoon Chahyun wanted was not a hasty or accidental proposal, but a planned and perfect one. A prime opportunity where the threads of time and space align perfectly.But when would that ever be?“Yuan, what are you thinking?”“About you.”“Liar.”It’s true. Misha, who had been hugging him around the waist, narrowed his eyes. It seemed that being left alone with his mouth shut was unsatisfactory.“I don’t like it when you’re thinking about other things in front of me.”“No, I’m just contemplating something.”“What’s troubling you? I’ll help you solve it.”Forget it. He’d rather consult the coach… Trying to brush it off with a vague smile, Misha’s stubbornness persisted. Misha lifted his upper body and tugged Chahyun’s chin to look at him.“You think too much.”“I suppose I do.”“How can I make you think only of me?”“Pfft.”Chahyun laughed as he swept Misha’s hair with his hand. Misha probably didn’t know that he had been thinking about him for months.However, as his damp hands began to slowly part Chahyun’s knees, the smile on his lips faded. In the momentary flicker of confusion, Misha suddenly pushed his wet hand between Chahyun’s thighs.“Whoa.”The intrusive hand slowly brushed against the groin, naturally touching the genitals. Chahyun’s hand tried to push Misha’s head away, but Misha quickly grabbed his penis with a mischievous grip.“Get out.”“No.”“Let’s eat dinner first. Not now…”He was lost in a serious, non-erotic dilemma. But the fact that his naughty partner was sitting between his legs stirred a lewd feeling. The suppressed desire surged up unexpectedly.“Ha.”Watching Chahyun exhale heavily, Misha focused on tickling only the best spots. Chahyun’s penis, revealed through a few confident strokes, stood prominently in the misty air.The cozy space instantly transformed into an intense atmosphere. Defeated, Chahyun muttered weakly.“Get it out… you idiot.”But Misha, without answering, placed his hands on the edge of the bathtub and suddenly leaned his upper body into Chahyun’s legs. The erect penis naturally touched his chest. It was a completely unfamiliar and strange sensation.“What are you doing?”“Something you like.”As Misha said this, he rubbed his chest against the tip of Chahyun’s penis. The sight of Misha’s reddened, aroused chest sticking to his white skin was truly peculiar and strange. Misha pressed Chahyun’s penis with his large, rounded chest muscles and lifted his lips slightly.“…And making you think only of me.”Then, with Chahyun’s member nestled between his breasts, Misha began to move his upper body slowly. The penis, moving irregularly between his chest, was exposed. Chahyun opened his eyes wide at the bizarre and fetishistic sight.“Misha, do you… watch strange stuff on your phone?”A faint interrogation emerged from his trembling lips in shock. Misha’s gray eyes, staring up at him, were also tinged with excitement.“It’s not strange, it’s learning. Continuous exploration for satisfying sexual life and everyday stimulation.”“Not the kind of training you’re supposed to be doing…”“You’ll like it.”With a victorious smile, Misha firmly held Chahyun’s knees, moving his body slowly back and forth while staring at Chahyun’s face. The tip of Chahyun’s penis, wet and transparent, moved up and down between Misha’s chest, occasionally sliding against his collarbone and neck.“Not that I’m a pervert… but would you really like this?”But it felt good. Misha had a beautiful chest. The thought of rubbing himself against Misha’s body unexpectedly drove Chahyun to a frenzied state of desire. As the firm muscles and soft flesh alternated rubbing against him, his breath grew ragged.Misha, who had been rubbing his chest with a tilted head, seemed to finally grasp the rhythm and quickened his movements. Placing his hands together, he pressed Chahyun’s member against the center of his chest, watching for reactions with an audacious and annoying boldness.“Ugh… ha, ah.”Shame and guilt quickly transformed into pleasure. The strange and dangerous sensation made Chahyun’s toes curl. However, what was most shocking was the realization that Misha was performing such a wild act.Looking up at Misha’s contorted face, Chahyun felt the movements quickening. The friction left a red line between the white skin. The heat from the friction made his head spin.“Misha…, get out.”He muttered through clenched teeth, but Misha ignored him. Realizing that an early climax was approaching, Misha only increased his pace. The sensation of slipping between the soft muscles caused Chahyun to grab Misha’s shoulders tightly.“Get out now… ugh.”Even when Chahyun tried to push him away, Misha didn’t budge. When Chahyun tried to retreat, Misha pressed his body firmly between Chahyun’s legs with his knees.“I want to eat.”“Don’t joke around…”“Ah.”He didn’t like having it done to his face. He didn’t want to dirty his partner. But the exhilarating sensation quickly brought him to a terrifying climax. It was a moment when instinct overcame reason. Chahyun grabbed the back of Misha’s neck firmly and pulled him close.“Ah, ugh, ha.”Cloudy fluid covered Misha’s bare chest in streams. The red-tinted member pressed against the white skin, and the fluid sprayed onto his neck and face. Misha suddenly bent his head down and took the tip into his mouth without any chance to dry it.Chahyun came several times while pressing his member against Misha’s lips. Misha’s tongue flicked out to catch the hot semen pouring out.The pink tongue became wet with the cloudy fluid. Swallowing the stream of semen with his tongue was an exceedingly lewd sight. As Chahyun rubbed the tip of his member on Misha’s tongue, he merely blinked his eyes.“Ha, ha, ha…”At this point, all he could think about was you. After climaxing all over Chahyun’s beautiful face and body, he pushed Misha back and toppled him over. Misha, who had been thrown onto the white tiled floor, finally lifted his wet lips into a smile.He doesn’t understand people’s feelings.“You’ve been so willful lately.”“It’s my heart.”“Then can I do as I please too?”Chahyun, looking down at Misha’s pretty face, clenched his teeth. The excitement that had been somewhat forcibly aroused didn’t subside even after climaxing. Despite the pretentious gaze, Misha’s body was equally heated. The heavy member rising between his spread legs was impossible to hide.“……”Overwhelmed by an impulsive urge, Chahyun’s gaze lingered on Misha’s face lying on the floor.“Misha, will you….”What if I just make you mine like this? Just like I’ve done so far, without planning, impulsively.Misha’s cloudy eyes seemed to encourage Chahyun. Go ahead, do as you please, make me yours. Quickly…Time seemed to stop. One second, two seconds, … ten seconds.“Ha.”Looking down at the beautiful body, Chahyun exhaled a long breath and pulled back. Even so, he couldn’t ask for marriage in the middle of a bath, especially not with Misha lying there, drenched and exposed.“Stop messing around. Do you think no one’s holding back?”Chahyun, with a tired face, climbed onto Misha’s body. It was always like this. In the first year of cohabitation, most days ended up losing reason, swept away by Misha. At this rate, a proper proposal would be impossible for years to come. Of course, the biggest issue was his own weakness, getting swept away by temptation and failing to achieve his goals…As Chahyun placed his hands on Misha’s shoulders, Misha, who had been lying quietly, slowly wrapped his arms around Chahyun’s waist.“Yuan, are you going to put it in?”“Yes.”“What about dinner?”“Forget about dinner. Just stay still.”The hand descending beneath the hot body wrapped around the clean, large member. After a few strokes, Misha tilted his head and licked his damp lips. His face was beyond mere annoyance.“Really no sense of crisis… acting on your whims, and then… you end up with a big problem…”Chahyun pressed against the tightly closed hole the size of a fist. After taking a couple of deep breaths, he pressed his lips against Misha’s and lowered his waist. A wave of sharp pain and pleasure surged and receded, leaving behind the shadow of persistent doubts that never disappeared from beneath his feet.