Flower Fiancé Chapter 123

Choi Moohyuk stroked his damp, soaked hair and clicked his tongue. That was right. Choi Moohyuk was correct. He remembered it was the exact first time since <Flower Fiancé> had reopened. Whenever he came home tired, he was too busy falling asleep, and because he spent his time frantically taking care of Geon, he hadn’t had a proper chance to do it.

The body heating up the more those touches reached him and the burden of it were separate issues. The fact that they had already gone through it once while slumped over the island made his legs still feel like jelly.

He wanted to follow Choi Moohyuk, who was skillfully taking the lead, but his body wouldn’t move the way his mind wanted. It was exasperating that his body, trembling without a single ounce of strength, did so regardless of his own will.

Not content with taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking on it, Choi Moohyuk now even teased the opposite nipple with his finger. As his pale, dry body flinched and twisted, Choi Moohyuk slid his arm entirely underneath his waist to hug him, holding him firmly against his own body while moving his tongue and hands without a single break.

“Ha, wa, wait…”

Choi Moohyuk was not only touching places where even his own hands rarely reached, but he was shamelessly biting, sucking, and licking them.

His lower abdomen tickled so much he couldn’t stand it. Every time Choi Moohyuk rolled his tongue and flicked his finger, his body flinched on its own. This wasn’t a normal feeling. Choi Moohyuk, who had been teasing his nipple with his finger, now began to press down and rub it completely with the palm of his hand.

“Ehsut, ah, just a moment, hand…”

Whether because of the shop or just today, the feeling was strange. The numbing sensation starting from his lower abdomen felt unsettling and awkward. A startled Ji Yeonwoo grabbed Choi Moohyuk’s hand, which was pressing and stimulating his nipple with a face that was more than just flushed red and completely flustered. Even though it was caught by both hands, Choi Moohyuk’s hand movements did not stop.

“Hand, stop, please, ah, heu, heut.”

The more intense the stimulation became, the more his fingertips trembled. It was useless even if he repeatedly tried to re-grip Choi Moohyuk’s wrists because his grip kept losing strength.

“Heuah!”

Ji Yeonwoo, who had been holding it in and holding it in, arched his back at the very end with a tingling sensation. Thin, watery seminal fluid burst out with a splashing sound, scattering over his flat, pale belly and chest.

Ji Yeonwoo, drooping limp onto the mattress, was already exhausted and panting. The seminal fluid splattered over his white body was watery and large in amount. Choi Moohyuk, who was scanning that sight with his eyes, met his gaze as if surprised.

“Did it only go to your chest?”

Choi Moohyuk looked at Ji Yeonwoo, who was panting with his eyes lazily closed, and rubbed the seminal fluid abundantly splattered across his flat lower abdomen with the palm of his hand.

“You’re lewd, our Yeonwoo.”

Ji Yeonwoo, who had been too out of it trying to catch his breath, forced his dreamy eyes open only then. When Ji Yeonwoo blinked and looked at him, not properly hearing what Choi Moohyuk was saying, Choi Moohyuk lowered his posture further and burrowed beneath Ji Yeonwoo’s hips.

He reached out his hand to open the drawer and pulled out the gel from inside. When he lifted the lid with his thumb, it opened with a click sound. Choi Moohyuk grabbed the gel with one hand. Transparent gel trickled down over Ji Yeonwoo’s half-softened genitals and perineum.

“Ha, ehsut.”

As the cold gel poured down, completely opposite to his heated body temperature, he flinched and jerked upward once more. Even his thighs, slumped across the mattress, shivered.

Choi Moohyuk pitifully gathered and grabbed Ji Yeonwoo’s trembling legs together. After pressing a kiss to the slender ankles hanging weakly on either side of his face, he tightly pulled his thighs into an embrace.

Sustaining his weight solely on his knees, Choi Moohyuk flexibly relaxed his pelvis and brought his lower body to Ji Yeonwoo’s hips, which had been pulled in. His fully erect genitals firmly pressed against the roundly curved buttocks. At the indescribable, strange sensation, Ji Yeonwoo squirmed his body.

“Ah-euh, heu, this is, strange, ah… ha, sut…”

Choi Moohyuk’s stiffly upright genitals pushed straight into his inner thighs.

“Heuat!”

A startled Ji Yeonwoo violently thrashed his body. Because that movement was incomparably larger than before, Choi Moohyuk, who almost lost his grip, poured even more strength into his loosened arms.

“I’m not going to do it inside.”

“Heu, what?”

“When I scooped it out earlier and looked, you were a bit swollen.”

A lazily submerged voice spoke while trying hard to maintain composure. It was baffling. Ji Yeonwoo had already climaxed once, but Choi Moohyuk had not. Yet he wasn’t going to do it?

With a flushed face, he stared intently at Choi Moohyuk, who had positioned himself below his waist. Choi Moohyuk pulled Ji Yeonwoo, whose posture had grown disheveled, a bit closer to his side.

“I’ll do it here instead.”

Choi Moohyuk, who had readjusted and held Ji Yeonwoo’s thighs as he was lightly drawn in by force, slowly pressed his waist flush against him. From that moment on, an absurd spectacle unfolded.

“So, squeeze tight.”

Got it? Simultaneously with the whisper against his ear, parting the tender flesh of his closed thighs, Choi Moohyuk’s genitals entered. Ji Yeonwoo’s genitals, which had grown limp and hung their head from the fading erection, began to lift their head bit by bit as they rubbed against Choi Moohyuk’s genitals going in and out between his thighs.

“Ha, no way. Heu-eung, heu…”

The sensation of heat rushing back to his lower abdomen after already climaxing once felt unfamiliar. In truth, it wasn’t that he had no experience with it. Before getting married, back when he was having a sort of romance-not-quite-romance with Choi Moohyuk, he had received his thing with his thighs once before. But back then, they hadn’t driven themselves to this extent. It was also torture not letting him put it in after making his body completely aroused to the point of overheating like this. His body shook.

Choi Moohyuk, who had drawn close, licked up his earlobe. The sound of breathing and lewd moans blended together, sending goosebumps crawling over his skin.

“Is it good?”

Ji Yeonwoo hastily turned his head back. The gaze looking at him was full of resentment.

“If you ask, heut, so slyly… ha-euk.”

“I’d like it if you called it affectionate, ideally?”

Choi Moohyuk grabbed the flesh of his buttocks and moved his waist with a grinding motion. Should he call this good? His hair stood on end, and strength entered his entire body to the point where his toes curled. Every time Choi Moohyuk’s gel-smeared genitals went in and out between his thighs, a stinging sensation grew stronger, but even that pain felt like pleasure.

As Ji Yeonwoo could only let out a stifled moan with the back of his hand blocking his mouth, Choi Moohyuk, having firmly readjusted his grip on the legs, began to thrust upward.

Thud, thud.

The noise of his thighs and lower abdomen rubbing together echoed through the bedroom. Ji Yeonwoo’s body bounced helplessly.

“Ah-eung, it’s, good. Heu, good, ah, ah!”

Ji Yeonwoo shook his head and spoke as if crying. Choi Moohyuk, who had been rapidly piercing through the tightly closed thighs, let go of Ji Yeonwoo’s legs which he had been holding and braced one arm beside his waist.

“Sut, keus.”

Tension flooded Choi Moohyuk’s body as he leaned over, as if he would spill over Ji Yeonwoo’s body at any second. Veins bulged on the back of his hands gripping the mattress, and his angry forearms and shoulder muscles stood out even more.

Choi Moohyuk, who had been flinching and jerking his body like that, slowly raised himself up.

“Hoo-oo, hoo…”

Sustaining his weight solely on his knees, Choi Moohyuk caught his breath in small gasps. One of his hands slowly stroked his still-erect genitals up and down. Seminal fluid welled up from the reddened glans and trickled down over his flat lower abdomen.

His two eyes gazing lazily, his lips slightly parted letting out faint moans, his angry muscles, and his genitals that had ruthlessly pierced between his thighs.

At Choi Moohyuk’s sexy appearance, Ji Yeonwoo swallowed a dry gulp without realizing it.

“Shall we go wash up again?”

Choi Moohyuk, raising his body while supported on his knees, stroked his sleekly wet genitals and smiled lazily.

Early in the morning, bright sunlight streamed into the living room. The sunlight seeping into every nook and cranny of the house illuminated the living room.

A neatly organized minimalist interior, pretty flower vases and pretty unnamed flowers positioned in appropriate spots, and palm-sized small photo frames decorating the top of the chest of drawers.

The photo frames captured the child’s growth just as it was.

Wrapped round and round in a white swaddling cloth and held in Choi Moohyuk’s embrace, the baby wore a jumpsuit fitting his small three-head-tall body as frames increased one by one, crawling on the floor, pulling himself up by holding onto the low cabinet, and taking his very first toddling steps.

At the very beginning of the photo frames capturing those emotional first moments was a wedding photo of Choi Moohyuk and Ji Yeonwoo standing side-by-side with their arms linked.