Sunshine Shower Chapter 86

‘If we do it again…’

Moon Seoyoon knew it was something he should firmly reject.

But he was human. He had sexual desires and wanted to be intimate with the person he liked.

Even though he knew the weight of the self-loathing that would follow, his greed slowly crept in. Maybe it would be okay. Woo Yeonjae didn’t have a girlfriend, after all. What was wrong with holding onto it for a little while longer? He would have to let go soon anyway.

Moon Seoyoon bit down on the soft flesh inside his cheek. He wasn’t unaware that this temptation only had one correct answer.

The words Woo Yeonjae left behind were no different from the serpent’s language that tempted humans. It was a ploy to push someone into eternal misery through a moment of pleasure.

“…”

Suddenly, the lingering scent of cologne became more noticeable. Next, he realized that this was Woo Yeonjae’s personal space.

In the silent room, the only sound was Moon Seoyoon’s own breathing. He carefully held his breath, as if trying to dissolve into the air. The more he tried not to think about it, the more the sound of dripping water quietly invaded his ears.

He held his breath again and again, trying not to inhale the lingering scent that Woo Yeonjae had left behind.

As his teeth bit down on his soft lip, his lips turned red.

By the time he sensed Woo Yeonjae’s presence approaching, he had somewhat made up his mind.

“What are you going to do?”

Woo Yeonjae asked calmly, as if it were no big deal.

“Do it.”

Moon Seoyoon answered, looking directly at his childhood friend.

Instead of living a peaceful and quiet life, he chose to let himself be swept away by temptation, pushing himself into eternal torment.

After all, he was human, too—someone who couldn’t help but succumb to desire.

Moon Seoyoon sat awkwardly on the bed. The first time they had sex had started off haphazardly, but now that he was thinking about doing it again, the situation felt strangely awkward. Maybe it was because his partner wasn’t someone he was dating, but rather his childhood friend, whom he liked one-sidedly.

‘It’ll probably be even more embarrassing if we do it while looking at each other.’

Last time, they had looked at each other, but that was after doing it from behind once. Afterward, everything became a blur, leaving no time for embarrassment. If he were in the same swept-up state as before, it might be different, but now he was completely sober, making it harder to face Woo Yeonjae head-on.

Doing it from behind like last time seemed better. Thinking this, Moon Seoyoon cautiously got on the bed. Woo Yeonjae probably didn’t mind the sex, since he had suggested it again, but having consistently dated girls, there was a concern that he might feel some discomfort.

Sitting awkwardly on his knees, Moon Seoyoon glanced toward the door. He had confidently agreed to it, yet here he was, practically hiding in the bedroom. He figured it was better to at least get into position before Woo Yeonjae entered.

“Oh, my clothes…”

Should he take them off? He fiddled with the hem of his lightly worn t-shirt, and just then, he sensed movement. Reflexively turning his head, he saw Woo Yeonjae entering the bedroom. Out of habit, Moon Seoyoon bit his inner lip and shifted his knees slightly.

“Ugh.”

Just as he was about to lie down properly, his arm was grabbed, and he was pushed down by a force that overwhelmed him.

“You’ve even gotten used to lying face down.”

While Moon Seoyoon blinked dumbly, trying to grasp the situation, Woo Yeonjae climbed onto the bed, casting a dark shadow over him. Moon Seoyoon tried to ignore the arm placed near his face.

“Moon Seoyoon.”

“…What?”

He swallowed nervously, causing his answer to come out a bit late.

“Is doggy style your thing?”

“What are you saying?”

The embarrassing term made his cheeks heat up. Moon Seoyoon furrowed his brow and covered his lips with the back of his hand.

“Then why do you keep lying face down?”

Woo Yeonjae slowly straightened up as he asked. His hand on Moon Seoyoon’s knee caused his legs to spread apart, and Woo Yeonjae’s large body slipped in between. Feeling embarrassed, Moon Seoyoon shifted his legs slightly, and his foot bumped into something hard. Judging by the shape, it was likely a lotion bottle or some other cosmetic container.

“Huh?”

The short syllable snapped his attention away from the object. Only after seeing Woo Yeonjae casually remove his t-shirt did Moon Seoyoon realize what he was being asked. He had asked why Moon Seoyoon kept lying face down.

“It’s just… it might look a little weird, you know.”

“What? Your dick?”

“Ah, come on.”

Moon Seoyoon grimaced, prompting Woo Yeonjae to chuckle and tilt his chin.

“Hands up.”

Hands up? Out of nowhere? Confused, Moon Seoyoon hesitantly raised his arms. It wasn’t exactly a “hands up” position but more like someone being punished. Immediately, Woo Yeonjae’s large hands slipped under his t-shirt.

“Ugh.”

Before he could even lower his arms in surprise, Woo Yeonjae had pulled the shirt up. Since his back was slightly arched, the thin fabric came off effortlessly. As the soft cloth slipped over his neck, Moon Seoyoon unconsciously closed his eyes. By the time he finally realized what was happening and opened his eyes, his hair was frizzing with static like crazy.

“Why didn’t you say anything…”

As Moon Seoyoon lifted his gaze, Woo Yeonjae bent down. Without thinking, Moon Seoyoon turned his head to the side, avoiding him. Hot lips touched his cheek, followed by sharp teeth biting into his skin. At the same time, his exposed chest was suddenly met with cold air, and a hand grazed his hardened nipple.

“Hnng…”

Fingers began to pinch and tease his nipples, sending a sharp tingle mixed with a faint heat that spread through his body, gradually heating him up.

The unfamiliar sensation made Moon Seoyoon instinctively grab Woo Yeonjae’s wrist. He knew that pushing him away wouldn’t work, but he did it anyway.

“Haa, hnn…”

The pleasure, mingling with the sharp pain, made his head tilt further. Woo Yeonjae’s teeth, which had been nibbling at his cheek, slowly trailed down along his jawline, this time biting his earlobe. When the soft, tender flesh brushed against those sharp teeth, Moon Seoyoon flinched, his shoulders jerking. The low laughter that came from such a close distance tickled his heart.

“W-what are you… ngh!”

Then, something soft and squishy touched his ear, and a pointed tongue slipped into his ear canal. He wanted to turn his head the other way to get away, but the hand teasing his chest made him tremble so much that he couldn’t move. More than that, he was suddenly terrified that if he turned his head too quickly, their lips might brush.

“Ah!”

When Woo Yeonjae pinched his stiff nipple, his body jerked up reflexively.

“Woo Yeonjae, hng, w-what are you… ah!”

Once again, his teeth bit into his earlobe. The hand tormenting his chest seemed to back off for a moment, only to playfully flick his now fully erect nipple. At the same time, the lips that had been torturing his ear slid down to bite his neck.

“You’re really sensitive there.”

Woo Yeonjae murmured as he pressed his lips against Moon Seoyoon’s collarbone, his eyes looking up at him. Their gazes met head-on. The moment he faced Woo Yeonjae’s heat-soaked face, all traces of the earlier teasing smile gone, Moon Seoyoon’s already heightened sensitivity soared further. He felt as though he might climax at any moment.

“It’s because… ngh… you keep… touching me.”

“You feel it wherever I touch?”

“Haa, ah, nngh!”

“Would you react the same if someone else touched you like this?”

For some reason, Woo Yeonjae’s hand on his chest became rougher, as if irritated.

“Ahh!”

The problem was that Moon Seoyoon’s body had already become so sensitive that every time Woo Yeonjae’s thick fingers twisted his erect nipple, pain and pleasure mixed together, making him writhe. His waist jerked and twitched, like a fish flailing out of water.

“Haa, ah…”

He kicked his legs as if trying to get away, but with Woo Yeonjae’s body positioned between them, there was nothing he could do.

“Hm?”

“N-no… I don’t feel…”

“You don’t feel it?”

“Mmm, no…”

“Good. That’s how it should be.”

“Ah, ngh!”

Just as suddenly as the pinching had started, Woo Yeonjae’s touch softened. Panting, Moon Seoyoon glanced down at the hand on his chest, his eyelids lifting slightly as if peeking. His eyes met Woo Yeonjae’s again, who, as if nothing had happened, smiled brightly. Just as Moon Seoyoon felt a brief sense of relief, thinking it was over, Woo Yeonjae’s tongue boldly licked the nipple that hadn’t been touched.

“Hah, stop, ah!”

The swollen, bright red nipple, surrounded by a lighter shade of skin, was slowly brushed by the warm, wet surface of Woo Yeonjae’s tongue. Unlike the previous sensation of pain mixed with pleasure, this one was softer and wetter, making Moon Seoyoon’s whole body relax and sink into the feeling. Woo Yeonjae pressed his lips fully against his chest, sucking hard at the nipple soaked in his saliva.

“Haa, ugh, hng…”

Moon Seoyoon reflexively lowered his hands to grab Woo Yeonjae’s shoulders. He briefly wondered if it was even possible to feel this much without direct stimulation to his genitals. Even though they had gone at it for hours before, this was only the second time they had sex, yet his body felt overly sensitive, making him feel strange.

“Stop… let’s just do it already, okay?”

His mind was spinning from the unfamiliar sensations, and he panted as he begged. Woo Yeonjae slowly lifted his head, saliva trailing down from the erect nipple. Just when it seemed like his hand would finally leave Moon Seoyoon’s chest, it boldly slipped inside his pants.