Flower Fiancé Chapter 130

Leaning his face against Choi Moohyuk’s sturdy shoulder, Ji Yeonwoo slowly nodded.

Choi Moohyuk reached out, took a sip of red wine into his mouth, and lifted Ji Yeonwoo’s downturned chin. Once again, wine flowed between their pressed lips. The overflowed red wine traced red streams down his jawline and neck, all the way to his chest.

Choi Moohyuk, sucking and drinking the red wine from the corners of his mouth, began to lick along the path where the wine had flowed. Finally, he took the taut, raised nub into his mouth and moved his tongue—Ji Yeonwoo flinched, his back arching as he pulled Choi Moohyuk’s head close with both hands.

“Haa, ng, hnn…”

The hands that would normally have been busy pushing him away were unusually active today. That was probably because he was dominated by the pheromones.

It wasn’t the first heat cycle since Geon-i was born. Choi Moohyuk had accompanied Ji Yeonwoo through his heats each time, but it had never been as intense as today.

Choi Moohyuk, with one arm wrapped around Ji Yeonwoo’s waist, took the raised nub on his chest into his mouth and worked his tongue. He sucked the entire areola into his mouth, and teased it with his tongue.

Each time, Ji Yeonwoo, sitting astride his firm thighs, squirmed and moved his hips. Even though his untouched, fully engorged member was rubbing against him, he paid it no mind.

Only after leaving clear bite marks and reddish marks on his white chest did Choi Moohyuk lift his head. Ji Yeonwoo’s face, drenched in pleasure, trembled even down to his languidly closed eyelashes. With gentle hands, he stroked the quivering waist and brushed back the dripping wet hair, then cupped one cheek with his hand. Ji Yeonwoo placed his hand over Choi Moohyuk’s, leaned his face into it, and whispered softly.

“Stop teasing, ng… put it in.”

Words that the usual Ji Yeonwoo would never have said flowed out so easily.

“Why are you in such a rush.”

Ji Yeonwoo nodded faintly, took Choi Moohyuk’s hand in both of his, and pressed a kiss to his hollowed palm.

“Ng, hurry up…”

When he pleaded with a tearful face, Choi Moohyuk pushed his thumb and middle finger into Ji Yeonwoo’s mouth.

“I haven’t even prepped you yet.”

“Hmm, ng…”

Ji Yeonwoo, hazy and intoxicated with pleasure, didn’t push away—instead, he wrapped his tongue around the fingers that had entered his mouth. At the sight of Ji Yeonwoo, unlike anything he’d ever seen before, Choi Moohyuk hesitated for a moment. In that pause, Ji Yeonwoo pulled the hand that had been in his mouth down below. Then, seeing him guide it to the already half-opened entrance, Choi Moohyuk clenched his teeth and frowned.

“Hah, mm.”

His index and middle fingers spread the folds and pushed inside. Letting out a languid moan, Ji Yeonwoo pressed his forehead against Choi Moohyuk’s shoulder, trembling, yet didn’t pull his hand away.

“If you press here like this, it feels good. Especially your fingers, Mr. Moohyuk—they’re thick and long, so it’s even, haa…”

Perhaps because they were in warm water, the inner walls touching his fingers felt scorching hot. Choi Moohyuk added a third finger, repeatedly inserting and withdrawing to stretch the inner walls. Each time he spread them wide and stirred, Ji Yeonwoo leaned in, his fingertips digging in.

“Ng, so… stop teasing, please…”

Even so, he pressed his lips close and pleaded, as if it wasn’t enough. Ji Yeonwoo was already completely dominated by the pheromones of his heat cycle.

“Hah.”

Finally reaching his limit, Choi Moohyuk clenched his teeth and stood up. With a splash, water sloshed and half of it overflowed, but he didn’t care.

Startled by the sudden change in position, Ji Yeonwoo steadied himself by bracing both hands against the tiles. Choi Moohyuk grabbed his hips and pulled him back into position.

“Hold on tight so you don’t slip.”

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Bending down, Choi Moohyuk pressed kisses over the dripping wet spots on Ji Yeonwoo’s back, whispering, as he lined up his fiercely engorged member, veins standing out, against the red, tightly closed folds.

“Hah, ng, hnn, hheu…”

Each time the glans slowly spread the folds and pushed in, short moans escaped. Repeating the motion of going in and out, driving deeper each time, the flesh of his thighs trembled, and the hands gripping the tiles twitched and curled.

Eventually, with a dull sound, it sank in to the base, and his lean waist jerked and arched up.

“Haaat, ha.”

At the short cry and the body that paused and jerked intermittently, Choi Moohyuk reached his hand down. Ji Yeonwoo’s fully erect member was twitching from having just released once.

Seeing Ji Yeonwoo, still with his member inserted, squirming and rubbing his legs together restlessly, Choi Moohyuk lifted one corner of his lips in a smile.

“Was it good enough to come?”

He moved his hips slowly, pressing kisses on his back. Even after one release, the still-hard member twitched, and Choi Moohyuk wrapped one hand around it.

“Hnn, don’t, touch there, hnn.”

Breathing in short, broken gasps, Ji Yeonwoo flinched and urgently grabbed Choi Moohyuk’s wrist as he stroked his member down. He tried to stop him, but he couldn’t match Choi Moohyuk’s strength.

“Bear with it a little. It’ll feel even better.”

Choi Moohyuk stroked Ji Yeonwoo’s member in his hand while simultaneously moving his hips. The squelching sounds and the sound of flesh slapping echoed through the bathroom.

As the raw sounds reverberated and their bodies intertwined, their movements raced toward the peak.

Holding his hips firmly so Ji Yeonwoo’s legs wouldn’t give out, Choi Moohyuk thrust his hips up, but unable to withstand the force, Ji Yeonwoo was gradually pushed forward. Eventually pushed all the way, Ji Yeonwoo pressed his body flat against the tiled wall. Slipping against the slanted tub, Ji Yeonwoo instinctively braced himself on his knees against the tub.

“Mr. Moohyuk, hnn, please, ah, ah!”

Choi Moohyuk held his hips with both hands to keep him from slipping and thrust upward. Ji Yeonwoo’s body, pressed against the cold tiles, shook wildly. And with his teeth clenched tight, Choi Moohyuk drove deep into the inner walls and spilled over Ji Yeonwoo’s back.

“Ugh, haa, ha.”

Choi Moohyuk placed his hands over Ji Yeonwoo’s, which were gripping the tiles with his fingertips. Kissing his trembling nape and shoulders, he leaned his forehead against his back and exhaled in ragged gasps.

As Choi Moohyuk’s hand stroked down his chest and touched the still-erect nubs, Ji Yeonwoo let out a low moan and reached for his hand. Interlocking his fingers over the hand trying to stop him, Choi Moohyuk grabbed Ji Yeonwoo’s chin, turned it, and kissed him.

Though he hadn’t yet pulled out, the semen that had overflowed from inside trickled down his slender thighs.

As the strength left Ji Yeonwoo’s legs and he began to collapse, Choi Moohyuk quickly caught him by the waist. Slowly sitting him down in the tub, he bent down and came closer.

“Should we go to the bed?”

Gasping softly, Ji Yeonwoo nodded with his face flushed red.

Choi Moohyuk and Ji Yeonwoo, entangled as if one body, made their way to the living room. Water dripped in their path since they hadn’t dried off, but neither of them cared. Supporting Ji Yeonwoo, who staggered and nearly fell several times, they headed to the bedroom. Without turning on the lights, Choi Moohyuk laid Ji Yeonwoo down properly and climbed on top.

“Haa, ha, ah…”

Though Ji Yeonwoo had released several times in the bathroom and was completely worn out, his member still hadn’t gone soft. That meant he was still in his heat cycle.

Breathing in pained, trembling gasps and rubbing his legs together, Ji Yeonwoo bit his lips. His twisting waist and hands gripping the sheets showed how much he was suffering. Choi Moohyuk watched him with pitying eyes, then pressed kisses to his teary eyes and flushed nose.

“Hnn, Mr. Moohyuk, it’s too, ng…”

Ji Yeonwoo wrapped his arms around Choi Moohyuk’s neck and clung to him, rubbing his face against him. His tearful, pleading voice was stimulating, but he couldn’t just thrust into him recklessly.

After kissing and stimulating every part of his body, Choi Moohyuk positioned himself between Ji Yeonwoo’s legs and pushed up his trembling thighs. As they bent all the way up to his waist, the red, swollen folds came into full view. Grabbing the fleshy buttocks and burying his face between them, Choi Moohyuk spread the folds and pushed his tongue inside.

“Haaat, wh-what are you, ah!”