Sunshine Shower Chapter 106

As Woo Yeonjae’s cock began to withdraw with a slick sound, Moon Seoyoon’s inner walls convulsed, unable to bear the emptiness. His tight inner muscles clenched as though they were desperately trying to hold onto something, and the mucous membranes, starting from the deepest part, slowly adhered to the retreating shaft, attempting to grip it firmly. Seoyoon’s insides writhed, as if they had a will of their own. Struggling with the overwhelming sensations, Seoyoon reached out, trying to cling to Woo Yeonjae.

“Y-Yeonjae, ah, it feels weird… Please, stop pulling out…”

“Haa, stop pulling out?”

The grip on his ass intensified, pressing down firmly. It felt as though the hand would leave red imprints in the exact shape of Woo Yeonjae’s fingers, such was the strength. Yet, instead of pain, the stimulation only enhanced the pleasure, making every moment feel overwhelmingly gratifying.

Unable to find his voice, Moon Seoyoon simply nodded weakly, his eyes unfocused and his breaths slipping through his parted lips in shallow pants.

“Alright.”

Woo Yeonjae smiled sweetly and relaxed his grip.

Plop!

“Ah! Ahh! Ahhh…!”

The cock that had nearly withdrawn slammed back in with a wet smack. It was as though the tight inner walls, never used to anything entering so deeply, clung desperately to the shaft, squeezing as it pushed through. The thick head of the cock jabbed directly into Seoyoon’s prostate, making his entire body stiffen.

“Hnngh… Ah…”

Woo Yeonjae’s hand caught Seoyoon’s head before it could fall back. At the same time, his body began to tremble as the tension drained out of him. His forehead pressed against Woo Yeonjae’s shoulder, and without the hand supporting the back of his head, he might have collapsed onto the bed.

“Haa… Ah…”

“Shit…”

Woo Yeonjae’s curses were swallowed by Seoyoon’s endless moans.

“Hnnngh! Hah!”

Though his hand was gentle as it cradled Seoyoon’s head, Woo Yeonjae’s thrusts were anything but. He showed no intention of slowing down for Seoyoon’s trembling body. Each forceful thrust made Seoyoon’s head feel like it was melting, his thoughts dissolving. He barely noticed his fingernails raking across Woo Yeonjae’s back as he parted his lips, trying to stifle his moans.

“Moon Seoyoon, ha, you need to bite harder.”

Barely able to move his head, Seoyoon pressed his parted lips against Woo Yeonjae’s shoulder. The bare skin beneath his lips felt warm and soft, but even as he bit down, Woo Yeonjae simply laughed, unaffected.

“Is that all you’ve got?”

“Ah! Ahh! Yeonjae, ah, too fast…!”

“How do you plan to handle this?”

As his entire body jolted from the relentless pace, Seoyoon’s lips slipped off Woo Yeonjae’s shoulder. The saliva pooling in his mouth dripped down onto the skin he had just bitten. Rational thought had long since fled, and the overwhelming pleasure made it impossible to endure any longer.

Finally, Seoyoon managed to gather enough strength to bite down on Woo Yeonjae’s shoulder once more. A low chuckle reached his ears.

“You always learn well after the second lesson.”

“Hnnngh… ah…”

Even biting down didn’t fully muffle Seoyoon’s moans. His reawakening erection rubbed against Woo Yeonjae’s firm muscles, the friction sending waves of pleasure rippling through his body. The overwhelming sensations, combined with the heat radiating from Woo Yeonjae’s body, made Seoyoon feel like he was melting.

Breathing through his nose became impossible. Seoyoon pulled back, panting heavily. His blurry vision took in Woo Yeonjae’s shoulder, now marked with clear bite marks. Lowering his gaze to avoid the sight, he found himself staring at Woo Yeonjae’s abs, which twitched with each thrust. Covered in his own semen and pre-cum, the muscles glistened under the dim light.

Realizing this, Seoyoon’s cock convulsed, releasing another spurt of cum, and his hole clamped down tightly on the flesh inside.

“Haa, fuck…”

“Hnghh… Ah…”

The aftermath of his orgasm made Seoyoon’s body tremble violently. His breathing grew erratic, his stomach rising and falling rapidly. His body, heated to the core, clung tightly to the cock inside him, as though trying to devour it completely. Every muscle in his body tensed, and he struggled to hold himself together.

“Hnngh, ahh, ahh…!”

Woo Yeonjae showed no mercy. His cock continued to pound into Seoyoon’s inner walls with wet, slapping sounds, before pulling out with a slick suctioning noise.

“Haa… Ahh… Hnngh…”

Sensing Seoyoon’s labored breathing, Woo Yeonjae’s movements slowed slightly. This gave Seoyoon just enough clarity to realize what was happening to his body.

Despite just having come, Seoyoon’s cock was already hard again. His hole twitched, clenching around the cock inside as if trying to swallow it whole.

“Hngh… Ah…”

Seoyoon leaned his forehead against Woo Yeonjae’s shoulder again. As the alcohol-fueled heat intensified his lust, his head grew hot, and his cheeks flushed. It felt like he was drowning in a pool of molten wine, suffocating on the overwhelming heat.

Moon Seoyoon couldn’t understand why he begged Woo Yeonjae for sex. Was it because he was sad due to the memorial day, or was it the shame that came from his emotions being exposed? Or perhaps, it was because his unrequited love was no different from lust. The answer remained elusive.

The only comforting thought was that Woo Yeonjae wouldn’t find it strange even if he cried. He would probably think it was just a physiological reaction from the sex. Or maybe, given the day, he’d assume it was due to sadness.

Moon Seoyoon blinked his tear-soaked eyelashes. Round tears fell, slipping down and eventually soaking into Woo Yeonjae’s thigh. Once again, a large hand ran through his hair.

“Haah, should we stop?”

“No, ngh… Keep… sniff, keep going.”

As he shook his head while leaning on Woo Yeonjae’s shoulder, his sweat-drenched hair scattered across his bare skin.

Everything was overwhelming—the uncontrolled breathing, the relentless thrusting—but right now, he just wanted to be swept away. He’d rather continue until he collapsed into sleep.

“Haa… Ah…”

Only then did Moon Seoyoon realize why he had impulsively proposed sex.

Sex was, simply put, an escape. He felt that if he surrendered to the pleasure that disrupted both his body and mind, everything would seem fine. At least for this moment, he could empty his thoughts, and that brought him some relief.

That’s why he didn’t want to stop. If they stopped now, he’d be plagued by insomnia. His head was already being consumed by stray thoughts, and he didn’t want to dwell on the depressing ones anymore.

“Hngh… Yeonjae…”

“Yeah?”

“It feels… good…”

He felt the grip of the hand supporting his head tighten slightly. Maybe it was just his imagination.

“Keep going, ugh, I want to.”

Moon Seoyoon clumsily moved his hips. “Fuck,” a low sigh escaped along with the curse muttered above his head. Just as he barely lifted his trembling head, fearful that he’d turned Woo Yeonjae off by being too eager, his body was lifted again, and the harshly withdrawn erection slammed into his insides with a thud.

“Aah! Ah, ah!”

Even as his body shook, the hands gripping his shoulders kept Woo Yeonjae’s face in clear view. His furrowed brow tensed slightly, a vein pulsing near his temple. His cheek twitched, causing his jaw to tighten, pulling his lips into a small snarl.

Finally, a rough voice escaped through his twisted lips.

“Do you like it?”

“Nngh… Ugh…”

His hips gave out in an instant. Moon Seoyoon helplessly clung to Woo Yeonjae as he was relentlessly shaken.

“Moon Seoyoon… Haah, I asked if you like it.”

“Mmhmm. Ngh, haah…”

Tears that had momentarily stopped began to fall again. Moon Seoyoon nodded absentmindedly, like a child who knew nothing but compliance.

“Say it. How will I know if those are moans or something else?”

“I like it… haah… ngh, I like it… Ah! Ah!”

More tears spilled down his heated cheeks.

“Yeonjae… hngh, ah, ngh! Haa… I like… it…”

Moon Seoyoon finally admitted it. Even though Woo Yeonjae had already noticed his feelings, it was a confession he could only manage to utter under the guise of sex.

He liked him.

No matter how hard he tried, there seemed to be feelings he just couldn’t let go of.

Even knowing that it wasn’t an eternal emotion, that one day it would fade, and that to some, it might just be dismissed as lust—despite all of that, he still liked him.

“Haa, fuck… You’re going to wear me out.”

With a sharp slap and a relentless pace, Woo Yeonjae lowered his head to press a kiss to Moon Seoyoon’s hair. Soon after, his soft lips grazed Moon Seoyoon’s ear, and the hand gripping his waist moved up to lift his face.

“Moon Seoyoon.”

“Haaah, ngh…”

Moon Seoyoon’s vision was too blurred by tears to read Woo Yeonjae’s expression.

Knowing the tears wouldn’t stop, Moon Seoyoon blinked, hoping in vain to clear his sight. The tears clinging to his lashes trickled down his cheeks and disappeared between Woo Yeonjae’s fingers.

“You’re really wet today…”