Formless Chapter 43

He immediately rushed toward Heewoon with panting lips and lifted him up lightly. Firmly supporting the back of his hips, he thrust his waist upward, swallowing all the rough, bursting breaths. As Heewoon, suspended in the air with nowhere to place his feet, desperately clung to him, Gangwoo gripped his soft hips so hard they felt like they would burst.

Heewoon’s fully erect penis rubbed roughly against Gangwoo’s lower abdomen. Heewoon squeezed his eyes shut. The sensation of the hot, slick tongue licking his cheek and the shape of the thick penis moving in and out between his buttocks were vividly drawn and then scattered like fog.

“Eugh… Haaa….”

The rough breathing seemed to crawl into his ear and wildly stir up Heewoon’s mind. When the penis reached places it should not, the opening twitched on its own, and his entire body trembled violently.

“Heeuk… Gangwoo. Eughk… Haat… Aaah!”

His shaking vision made him dizzy, and Heewoon reached climax with his eyes tightly closed. However, Gangwoo did not stop moving. He deeply stabbed and scraped the inside with his thick penis, rubbing against the inner wall that was convulsing with fine spasms.

“Aaaak! A, stop, Gangwoo, I, I… I just came….”

Heewoon shook his head, overwhelmed with near terror. Gangwoo thrust hard, glaring fiercely at the face streaming with tears. The scream, which seemed about to stop his breath, briefly halted and then continued for a long time. The hand gripping his waist tightened its force on his entire trembling body.

“Eughk, Haaa….”

Gangwoo finally ejaculated, gasping for rough breaths. Drip, clear fluid flowed from Heewoon’s penis as well. Tears continued to fall from Heewoon’s eyes as he stared blankly at Gangwoo’s muscular chest swelling.

“I, I told you I just came….”

Heewoon whimpered and looked down at his lower abdomen. The semen he had just released was thin and did not look like semen. It felt like something was wrong with his body.

Gangwoo looked down at Heewoon, who was crying with his shoulders heaving. Gangwoo put his arms around Heewoon’s waist and set him down. Heewoon’s feet touched the floor. Heewoon, limp with exhaustion, looked like he would collapse the moment Gangwoo let go.

“G-Gangwoo. I’m scared….”

Gangwoo stared intently at the frightened face that was clinging to his shoulders and looking up at him. I think I briefly lost consciousness, and the semen color is strange, and I have no strength in my body at all…. His slightly swollen lips were busy sniffling and muttering on and on.

“This is scary because of this, and that is scary because of that….”

Gangwoo, who was listening quietly, spoke. He gently brushed under Heewoon’s eyes.

“Woo Heewoon has many things he’s afraid of.”

Heewoon bit his lip. He was also afraid that Seo Gangwoo’s expression was still fierce. The penis he briefly glimpsed was still huge. It felt like it would soon stir up his abdomen again. Had he spoken that thought out loud? Seo Gangwoo furrowed his brow.

“Sunbae, don’t drink alcohol outside anymore.”

The rough words were frightening. Some people say that when they drink alcohol, courage wells up, but Heewoon was completely the opposite. Heewoon squeezed his eyes shut. Tears streamed down his face. He knew the tears bursting out were unnecessary, but he couldn’t stop them.

The face crying with closed eyes looked extremely pathetic. Gangwoo gazed meticulously at that face and lightly struck his red cheek. Slap, a small sound was heard. He had completely relaxed his hand and only touched him with his fingertips.

However, Heewoon threw his eyes open and grabbed his cheek as if he had been struck hard.

“Ah….”

His cheek didn’t sting, but the sound echoed louder in the bathroom, and because he hadn’t been hit in the cheek recently, it felt more surprising and painful.

“Why aren’t you answering.”

“…I won’t drink al-alcohol outside.”

After answering, Heewoon looked wronged and twisted his face.

“I was, thinking… Heeuuk… I was thinking about it…. Gulp… and you hit me….”

Heewoon grabbed the struck cheek with both hands and sobbed. “Was this hitting?” Gangwoo scoffed and looked down at him in that state.

“Such an exaggeration.”

“Take your hand away.” At Gangwoo’s command, Heewoon slowly lowered his hands, watching his reaction. Gangwoo gently rubbed the exposed cheek. When exactly is the alcohol going to wear off? Gangwoo muttered.

“I’m sober!”

Gangwoo snorted at Heewoon’s surprised outburst. The large hand was still gently rubbing his cheek. However, Heewoon was afraid the touch would suddenly change and strike his cheek again.

So, he quickly grabbed Gangwoo’s hand as it moved away. The broad palm rested on his cheek again. When Heewoon looked him in the eye while hiccupping, Gangwoo furrowed his brow. A low, rough voice flowed out.

“If you drink alcohol with other bastards, you’ll be truly punished.”

At the scary warning, Heewoon answered, “Yes, yes.” He nodded his head several times, rubbing Heewoon’s cheek against Gangwoo’s palm. Gangwoo smiled while furrowing his brow.

Gangwoo almost embraced Heewoon while washing his body without any intimacy. However, when Gangwoo was cleaning up afterward, Heewoon let out a moan, prompting Gangwoo to ask in a low, cracked voice,

“Do you usually insert your hand into your opening to clean up by yourself?”

“Yes. L-like this….”

Heewoon explained, spreading his buttocks with one hand and fondling the opening. Gangwoo stared intently at the white hand fondling the wrinkled opening.

“Next time. Be sure to show me.”

When Heewoon nodded, Gangwoo gripped Heewoon’s buttocks hard and then let go.

“I’m going to wash and then leave. Go outside first.”

Gangwoo said, letting go of Heewoon’s waist. Heewoon turned back slightly and asked,

“Me alone?”

Gangwoo let out a long sigh. He then briefly rinsed his body, abruptly picked Heewoon up, and went outside. Without the leisure to even make it to the bedroom, their bodies mingled once again.

9.

Heewoon opened his eyes. His head was throbbing painfully. His body, lying face down on the bed, couldn’t move a single finger. He didn’t even remember how he put on the shower gown he was currently wearing. He probably had almost passed out toward the end while their bodies were entwined.

Heewoon only rolled his eyes to look at the clock. 5 o’clock… it must be 5 AM. He had told his mother he was going to the general meeting after finals, but his mother probably expected him home around 2 or 3 o’clock at the latest.

Perhaps sensing his fumbling attempt to find his cell phone, Gangwoo turned over.

“…What are you doing.”

Heewoon turned his head at the low, deep voice.

“Looking for my cell phone….”

As Gangwoo’s loosely opened eyes stared at him, Heewoon added an explanation that he hadn’t been able to contact his mother. “Ah.” Gangwoo briefly nodded his head and pulled Heewoon’s arm.

“I sent a text message. That sunbae was very drunk and sleeping over at my place.”

“Ah… yes.”

Gangwoo, who draped his arm over Heewoon’s waist, closed his eyes again. Heewoon followed him and closed his eyes again. The body heat touching his cheek was warm.

Heewoon quickly fell asleep again but occasionally made pained sounds because his head hurt. Whenever that happened, he felt a soft touch on his forehead.

Heewoon woke up when the area in front of his eyes was bright. His head was a little dizzy but had improved. His body could move reasonably well. Seo Gangwoo was not beside him.

Heewoon put his feet on the floor beside the bed and sat blankly.

He remembered being drunk yesterday far too well. The exact contents of what he had chattered about were not clear, but everything else was vivid. In other words, he had acted out his drunken behavior toward Seo Gangwoo.

“Are you awake?”

Gangwoo entered the bedroom and asked softly. He was wearing a different suit than yesterday.

“I couldn’t find anything for a hangover, so I just ordered porridge.”

“Hnng.”

Heewoon nodded. However, Gangwoo stood in that spot, staring intently at Heewoon’s face.

“…Why?”

At the careful question, Gangwoo smiled faintly and shook his head.

“Wash up and come out.”

After he left, Heewoon sighed. Before, Gangwoo had said he wouldn’t tolerate his drunken antics, but yesterday he had been extremely lenient with him. He must have been annoyed, but he didn’t scold him for being drunk.

Heewoon forced his stiff body up and went to the bathroom. When he went to wash his hands, he noticed bruises on his wrist. The words Seo Gangwoo had spoken yesterday flashed through his mind, and a chill went down his spine. Heewoon cupped water in his hands and splashed it over his face several times.

As he washed himself squeaky clean, he saw that the back of his neck and shoulders were also a mess. He was truly fortunate it was winter.

He roughly dried himself and went out to the living room. There wasn’t just porridge on the table; there was also coffee, sandwiches, and an omelet, among other things. The amount of food was excessive for a breakfast.

“Don’t just stand there looking, come and sit down.”

“Yes.”

Heewoon sat on the sofa a little distance from Gangwoo and stared absentmindedly at the table. Gangwoo, who had been looking at a tablet PC, stared pointedly at him, so Heewoon picked up a spoon. After taking a bite of the abalone porridge, he suddenly felt hungry. So, he ate the food quite diligently.

Gangwoo occasionally glanced at Heewoon eating. Gangwoo sighed slightly, finally put the tablet PC down beside him, and reached out to Heewoon. Heewoon, who was eating a croissant, had his arm grabbed and was made to sit next to Gangwoo.

“Why do you eat with so much food smeared on you?”

“Ah….”

Gangwoo, who wiped the bread crumbs from Heewoon’s mouth, did not remove his hand, leaving it resting on his cheek. Gangwoo focused his gaze on Heewoon’s lips, which were awkwardly pressed shut.

“You were chattering so well yesterday.”

“That is….”

His lips, which had briefly parted, closed again. His slightly swollen eyes gauged Gangwoo’s mood. Gangwoo smiled lightly and said,

“Seeing you eat well, it seems your stomach is okay.”

“Yes. My stomach is fine.”

“You didn’t black out, did you?”

“…Yes.”

“Then that’s fine.” Gangwoo nodded, removed his hand from Heewoon’s cheek, and leaned back on the sofa.

While Heewoon was drinking water after finishing his meal, Gangwoo abruptly handed him something. Heewoon accepted it distractedly.

“This is my business card.”

Heewoon’s eyes widened. It was the business card of a corporation whose name was recognizable just by hearing it. ‘Finance Team. Employee Seo Gangwoo’ was written on it. Heewoon stared intently at it and asked,

“Did you get a job?”

“It’s not exactly a job…. I’m just going to pretend to work for a while and then quit.”

“Here?”

When Heewoon quickly raised his head, Gangwoo raised one eyebrow.

“This is a really good company….”

“Ah. So, sunbae likes things like this.”

Gangwoo looked into the air as if considering something. His eyes blinked slowly.

“……”