Dirty Sweet Baby Chapter 73

His feet, dangling limply below, swung in the air. Cha Moogyul carried the exhausted Heeheon out of the guiding room and entered the living room of the main house. Of course, he pretended not to hear Heeheon’s words about wanting to walk on his own.

While he walked past the living room and up the stairs, Heeheon groaned inwardly. Due to his depleted core, just breathing caused a pain in his chest. He held his breath, suppressing it, fearing a moan might escape the moment he opened his mouth.

“You’re going to change your clothes, right?”

After climbing all the stairs and opening the door to the second-floor bedroom, Cha Moogyul gently placed Heeheon down on the wide, white bed. He roughly swept back his sweat-soaked hair and pressed his lips to Heeheon’s round forehead. The desire boiling over in his pitch-black eyes was chilling.

“I’ll take them off for you.”

He growled fiercely, as if he were about to go mad with thirst.

In fact, he had felt a hard and heavy weight in his lower body for a while now. It seemed the excitement stirred up by the guiding had not cooled down at all. He didn’t even need to ask how horny Cha Moogyul was; having watched him until now, he knew immediately. Heeheon, barely managing to calm his breathing, tried to stop Cha Moogyul, whose eyes had gone crazy.

“No… I’ll just sleep. Leave me be.”

“Don’t refuse. Won’t you be uncomfortable?”

“I said I’m fine.”

“I said I’ll take them off for you. Me.”

He muttered, swallowing a breath as hot as lava. He pressured Heeheon with a deeply frowning expression.

“Is refusing all you know how to do, hyung?”

Unable to hide his bewilderment, Heeheon stared at him with a dizzy mind. Sweat was running down his cheeks, and the combat uniform, buttoned up tight to his neck, was hot and heavy and he did want to throw it off, but he couldn’t help but feel very anxious.

“…It’s not that.”

Heeheon’s strength-drained lips parted slightly. The gaze he directed at him wavered. No matter how he looked at it, Cha Moogyul’s state seemed far from ordinary. He was on the verge of losing his reason, and he was likely holding on by a thread.

‘No way. It can’t be.’

It can’t be.

The one who had repeatedly urged him to rest was Cha Moogyul… He did mean for him to rest, right?

But with him being so extremely aroused and even offering to take off his clothes, he couldn’t help but be defensive.

“I, I really, can’t right now.”

If by some chance, if he were to pounce on him now, wouldn’t he seriously die?

“It hurts…”

His back felt like it was about to break, the inside of his stomach was torn up as if it had been gouged out, and his core was completely depleted. It wouldn’t be strange if he fainted right away. If he had to deal with a turned-on Cha Moogyul in that state, the dishonorable cause of death of being fucked to death seemed like it would become a reality. No matter how he thought about it, it was completely impossible.

“Right. I know.”

He gripped the headboard of the bed so hard it seemed like it would shatter, and impatience was clearly visible on his gorgeous and perfect face. Even for Cha Moogyul, who was far more skilled at hiding his emotions than others, he seemed to have no composure at this moment. Even Heeheon’s weary, blurred eyes could read his anguish and conflict.

“I’ll have to endure it.”

He had thought that uncertain emotions like worry or hesitation were the exclusive property of Baek Heeheon, but it seemed Cha Moogyul was also having some difficulty making judgments when it came to Baek Heeheon. He was barely restraining himself with the last of his reason. A vein throbbed in his jaw, and his eyelids trembled minutely.

“Fuck, Baek Heeheon.”

Letting out a low curse, he reached out and began to take off the black uniform enveloping Heeheon. Starting with the top, he unfastened the buckle and pulled down the zipper. Inside the clothes, the skin on his chest was wet with the sweat Heeheon had shed and was flushed and heated.

Completely drained of energy, Heeheon could only lie limply on the bed without any defense and watch Cha Moogyul’s actions. Right now, it was difficult to even lift a single finger.

“Hey, so just leave me and go… I don’t necessarily need to change…”

“Shut up. Just be quiet. Do you think I’m doing this without thinking?”

Cha Moogyul pulled Heeheon’s arms out one by one, completely removing the combat uniform top and throwing it on the floor, then his hands immediately went down to the pants. He was so aroused he looked like a person who was angry to the tips of his hair. Frankly, it wouldn’t seem strange if he flipped Heeheon over and pounced on him right now.

“If I leave you like this and go, what else would I do but masturbate? Are you telling me to become that pathetic right now?”

“…”

“Stop twisting things. Or is that Heeheon’s hobby?”

He was at a loss for words. He could hardly believe his ears.

‘Cha Moogyul, ma-masturbating…’

While thinking of Baek Heeheon, masturbating…

Fuck… Ah…

This is crazy, seriously. In an instant, Heeheon’s cheeks turned bright red. At the unexpected remark, his mind became completely filled with those words.

Heeheon inadvertently imagined Cha Moogyul touching and soothing himself, then bit down hard on the inside of his cheek to finally erase it from his mind. He was dying of heat, he couldn’t breathe, his chest hurt, he was just out of his mind. Following his touch, the belt that had been cinching his waist just right was unfastened and his pants opened, and Heeheon turned his head to the side and buried his face in the pillow.

The silence that fell after he closed his mouth was uncomfortable. To shake off the awkward silence, Heeheon, blushing all the way to his neck, stammered a question.

“…Are you an animal? Even after doing it so much in the general district… you’re not satisfied…?”

“Right. I’m wondering, too. What more crazy things do I have to do here to be satisfied?”

Cha Moogyul twisted his lips into a savage sneer.

“Is it because you’re my first… Should I go and roll around filthily with a bunch of others?”

Cha Moogyul glared at Heeheon for a while, then with an impatient gesture, he pushed away the pants hanging on his legs. His hand that brushed against his calf was unusually hot for Cha Moogyul. It felt like his skin would burn.

“…Who are you going to roll around with?”

A fierce, pounding heartbeat pulsed against his skin. His whole body was drenched in sweat, he felt like he would melt, and though it was definitely autumn, he had the illusion that it was the hottest time of midsummer.

“Roll around with who? You idiot.”

Cha Moogyul retorted fiercely. His two black eyes, where a dangerous knot had formed, pierced through Heeheon mercilessly. A vivid wildness, as if he were about to leap and pounce at any moment, flickered in his gaze.

“No, you’re the one who said it, why are you asking me…”

“Look at you, snapping it up as soon as I say it.”

“…”

In the end, Heeheon endured the awkward silence and kept his mouth shut.

<I don’t know if I should have to say something like this, but, hmm? You’re my first for sex, too, hyung.>

‘Was that really true…’

On the one hand, he wanted to question Cha Moogyul. The words he had spat at Heeheon, the stories he had told him, never left his mind for a moment and kept swirling around.

‘Honestly, it’s really hard to believe.’

For Cha Moogyul to be a virgin, he had a long and established history of people constantly flocking to him. Wherever he went, there was always someone by his side. No, leaving that aside, his aura, his actions, the sensuality that naturally overflowed from him was just so not virgin-like. What virgin in the world would do it so, so skillfully like Cha Moogyul?

<Ha… This is the first time I’ve ever sucked a dick, you know. Is it really that good that you can feel it even when it’s being sucked so clumsily?>

Even when he had sucked him off for the first time, he just thought it meant Cha Moogyul had been straight until now, and that this was just his first physical relationship with a man. But to think that wasn’t it.

‘Ah… could it be.’

Was that why he had interrogated him, asking if he had been sleeping around recklessly for five years…?

Cha Moogyul had no experience, but he had heard Heeheon’s confession that he liked men, so he was madly suspicious and hated the idea that Heeheon might have experience with men. Was that why he had lost his mind like that back then…?

‘Ha, fuck. This is astounding. It’s really unbelievable.’

Heeheon gasped, panting. As the puzzle pieces began to fit together one by one and he started to understand his past actions that had been incomprehensible, his mind became more and more unbearably dizzy. He became newly conscious of his existence again, and his heart began to pound.

He didn’t know if it was okay to feel such a childish feeling so late, but thinking that he was Cha Moogyul’s first made him feel a little excited for no reason. He thought Baek Heeheon was the only one who attached meaning to a first experience, but Cha Moogyul… was he actually quite hung up on it and thought about it a lot? Had there been some kind of lingering attachment beyond obsession? Thinking it over like that, it wasn’t so bad.

“Hyung.”

Cha Moogyul, who had finished taking off all the combat uniform, dropped the clothes and fell on top of Heeheon.

Normally, he would have put his full weight on him and pressed Heeheon down hard, but now he supported himself by placing his arms on either side of his torso. He wondered if he was being considerate, thinking it might be hard for him if he put his weight on him.

“Should I just get a tattoo?”

He lowered his head and pressed his lips to his hollow collarbone. Heeheon flinched his shoulders a little and kicked his legs.

“I’m wondering if it would be better if I wrote it down so it’s visible.”

His pressing lips were soft and hot, and a faint shiver ran down his spine.

“My name. This would be a good spot for it.”

His head moved down from the collarbone, and his lips were imprinted on his chest.

On his left chest, where his core was located, Cha Moogyul lingered, kissing him for a long time. His heart was beating like crazy. It was pounding so excessively that it was obvious Cha Moogyul could hear it all.