Actually, It’s a Messy Melodrama Chapter 113

“Ah, wait, hauh……!”

Due to his excitement, Taejun’s hand movements became somewhat rough. When he moved his hand quickly up and down, then blocked and rubbed the urethra with his thumb, Haeshin twisted his waist.

“No, mnh, I dislike, dislike that……!”

“Do you really dislike it? Isn’t it that it feels good?”

“Hneu, ah……!”

Haeshin groaned and shook his head like a person who had lost language. He disliked it because the unfamiliar sensation was strange, but after hearing Taejun’s question, he couldn’t distinguish whether he really disliked it.

In the end, unable to endure the boiling emotion, Taejun hurriedly overlapped their bodies and swallowed Haeshin’s lips. The hot breaths and groans were entirely eaten up by Taejun, and Taejun rubbed and stimulated Haeshin’s thoroughly sensitized mucous membranes with his tongue, making him heat up even more.

“Hmp, nnh……!”

Taejun’s hand moved faster and faster, and Haeshin pushed against the sofa with his heels while holding onto Taejun’s shoulders tightly. He wanted to tell him to let go now because he felt like he was going to come, but the thick tongue was blocking his mouth tightly, so he couldn’t say anything.

The only thing Haeshin could do was just suck on Taejun’s tongue and heave his waist.

Before long, Haeshin’s body seemed to stiffen rigidly, and soon convulsed as he ejaculated into Taejun’s hand. Only then did Taejun let go of Haeshin’s breath and rubbed the semen, which had begun to wet his hand, onto Haeshin’s genitals.

“Hneu, ah, ahah…….”

Haeshin groaned, almost sobbing. This kind of pleasure was a first in his life. Taejun, who was looking cutely at Haeshin who seemed half out of his mind, soon planted kisses on his cheek over and over and spoke.

“Good job. You’re pretty, Haeshin-ah.”

At that tender voice, Haeshin opened his eyes. Then, he saw eyes containing a love so vivid that no one could doubt it.

The person those eyes harbored was precisely Cha Haeshin—himself. As if Cha Haeshin were his master, Taejun’s eyes were showing an affection that was so devoted and blind.

While Haeshin couldn’t utter any words because it felt like tears would surge out if he opened his mouth, Taejun continued.

“I’ll clean you up, so you just stay still.”

Haeshin’s eyes widened. Taejun appeared to intend to wrap up the act just like this. Even though he had only relieved the excited Haeshin, and Han Taejun hadn’t released any of his own desires.

“Wait……!”

Haeshin grabbed him reflexively.

“Huh? Why, is somewhere uncomfortable?”

Taejun, who asked worriedly, really seemed to have not even a bit of lingering regret. Haeshin asked blankly like a drunk person.

“What about Mr. President……?”

“Me?”

“Mr. President…… aren’t you going to do it?”

There was no reason to ask indirectly, nor did he have the mind to do so. Haeshin’s body and mind had completely melted at the affection Taejun poured out toward him the entire time.

“Yeah. I’m not doing it.”

“Why……?”

“I just did it to make you feel good, there’s no other meaning. You don’t have to feel burdened for no reason. Do you know what I mean?”

Taejun’s voice was as light as could be. The effort to lessen Haeshin’s sense of debt could be felt in any way possible. It even appeared as though he was rather worried lest Haeshin might feel he had to repay this act.

Haeshin looked into his own heart silently for a moment. Was he feeling a sense of debt right now. Did he grab him as he was trying to step back because he wanted to make a so-called ‘repayment’ to him, who helped him unconditionally, bestowed upon him with both mind and matter, and in the end even personally relieved his sexual desire.

“……I dislike that.”

No. Haeshin knew his heart well. He didn’t grab Han Taejun, who was stepping back, out of reasons like text-book text guilt or text-book text apology.

“Huh? What do you dislike…….”

“Don’t stop.”

At Haeshin’s words expressing his mind clearly, the color of Taejun’s eyes altered in a split second.

“……What do you mean by that?”

Taejun’s voice also settled down coldly. He was probably doing his best to avoid misunderstanding this situation willfully.

“To continue…… I want to keep going.”

But what Taejun felt was not a misunderstanding. It was not an illusion. Haeshin conveyed his intention more clearly.

“I also…… I also want to hold Mr. President.”

Was it an impulsive judgment. Had he just been carried away by the atmosphere.

That might be so. But one thing that was certain was the fact that Haeshin had wanted to lose to this ‘impulse’ since a long time ago. Still, he had the certainty that he wouldn’t regret it.

“You right now…… what that means……”

“I know well what it means. Mr. President knows too.”

“Haeshin-ah.”

“I’m not a young child who knows nothing, nor am I a person who is pure to that extent. So……. Unless Mr. President dislikes it…… unless Mr. President dislikes doing it with someone like me……”

As he continued his words, his throat constantly choked up. Han Taejun had never once made him feel sorrowful, yet a surge of sorrow rushed in.

Haeshin knew that there were those who regarded a lover’s ‘purity’ as more important than any other value. To such a person, Haeshin would probably be a dirty and unclean person. Just like Jin Youngmin, who used to fly into a frantic rage as if his own possession had been defiled even if he just interchanged words with another man.

The reason words belittling himself popped out inadvertently just like that was precisely the wound those past days left on Haeshin. And Taejun, who recognized that wound in a single bound, hugged Haeshin with a face that looked like he would cry at any moment.

“Every time I look at you, you probably wouldn’t know from how many desires I had to run away.”

“Ah…….”

“If you could catch a glimpse of even just 1% of this base desire fixed only on you, Cha Haeshin, you’d want to get away from me right away.”

Taejun endured the embarrassment and poured out his heart down to the last detail. It was in the hope that such words would never come out of Cha Haeshin’s mouth again.

Did he hear that heart fully. Haeshin, who had been quietly held in Taejun’s embrace, finally opened his mouth.

“Then …… show me.”

“Cha Haeshin.”

“The desire Mr. President has toward me…… I want to see it too.”

As always, Cha Haeshin plunged into Taejun’s longing more bravely than anyone else in the world.

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“Ah, hneu, wait……”

“Why, is it hard? Shall I stop?”

Taejun, who was cautiously loosening Haeshin’s hole with his fingers, stopped his movement at Haeshin’s gesture of grabbing his arm tightly. Haeshin quietly looked at such a Taejun with eyes flushed with fever.

From the start until now, Taejun treated Haeshin with extreme caution. It was a look of fearing lest he might cause Haeshin pain.

The thing that made Haeshin itch more than the feeling of fingers rummaging inside the hole or the sensation of rubbing the stimulation point inside the inner wall was precisely this cautious attitude of Taejun’s.

“You, you don’t have to do it so cautiously like that……”

“Uh……?”

“Even if you just do it, I endure well, so it’s fine.”

At that moment, Taejun felt a pain as if his heart were being sliced with a knife.

If Haeshin had said it with the intention to stimulate him or because his preference was really on the rough side, his chest wouldn’t have been rent to this extent.

But Haeshin’s request was the exact opposite. Because the sexual acts he had experienced consisted solely of violence, and because even the one who spoke of love had merely trampled him down so roughly.

Even while knowing with his head that it was nothing more than violence, Haeshin was worried lest Taejun wouldn’t be able to obtain pleasure from this act because he was being cautious out of worry for him.

“Haeshin-ah, listen carefully.”

Taejun spoke while tenderly sweeping back his hair, which was already drenched in sweat.

“This entire moment of elaborately loosening you and watching you get excited is something that feels good to me as well.”

“But……”

“From now on, there won’t be a single thing that I do forcefully. Everything is all…… because I want to do it. So don’t worry about anything.”

Rather than anger toward the one who made Cha Haeshin like this, Taejun focused on the love filling up inside him. Right now, he wanted to focus solely on the relationship between Cha Haeshin and himself. He didn’t want to let anything get wedged between him and himself.

Just as he had gathered Haeshin’s hellish memories before, he wanted to erase Haeshin’s old wounds and make this moment as well be covered over with happiness.

“The inside of you is so warm and soft that just rummaging with fingers feels good. Do you know?”

Taejun whispered as he inserted one more finger, poking the hole here and there with three. At the face-flushing sound echoing in his ears, Haeshin closed his two eyes tightly. It was more embarrassing because Taejun’s whispering voice was so erotic.

Taejun’s solid body touching the inside of his thighs, and his lips slowly coming down along his neck and chest—all of it was so incredibly hot.

The surprising thing was that even though he was lying down with his legs parted so defenselessly in front of Taejun, who could perfectly overpower and harm him if he made up his mind, he wasn’t scared even a bit.

The tension Haeshin was feeling right now was a pleasant tension over the pleasure that would approach in the future. It was completely different from the tension felt out of fear for the pain that would strike.

“Ah-hnnh……!”

At that moment, Taejun, who had been biting Haeshin’s chest without causing pain, took the sharply erect nipple fully into his mouth and began to suck. Goosebumps broke out along his spine and his toes curled on their own. The sensation of the tongue rubbing the nipple forcefully was unfamiliar yet thrilling.

At the same time, as Taejun slightly bent his fingers and scraped the inner wall, Haeshin broke down and trembled. He didn’t want to show an unsightly appearance, but his waist kept heaving on its own unconsciously.