My Bloody Valentine - 45

“Lie down.”

At the cold command, Han wordlessly lay down in the middle of the bed.

Struggling with the overwhelming darkness that surrounded him, Taesin looked down at Han’s bare body on the white bed and began to remove his clothes one by one.

Han absentmindedly stared at the buttons of the dress shirt as they were undone by Taesin’s hands.

Under different circumstances, he might have simply admired the sight of that body before him. From the well-built frame that seemed impossible to achieve through mere exercise, to the broad shoulders, straight neck, muscular arms and chest, and tightly sculpted abdomen.

His seemingly lean body appeared to be a well-trained weapon in itself. It would have looked like a refined piece of art if not for the numerous scars covering it.

Even his exposed genitals, as Taesin removed his pants, resembled a weapon. It was disproportionately large, almost as if another arm or leg was attached to it, and the veins bulging beneath the crimson skin made it even more menacing.

Soon, Taesin climbed onto the bed on his knees. With each movement, the erect pillar between his legs swayed vigorously, as if it would touch Han’s lower abdomen.

Taesin spread Han’s legs and positioned himself between them. Naturally, Han’s legs lifted to rest on his thighs.

Already, Han felt disgusted by the sight of Taesin’s swollen glans dripping saliva, which seemed too large and repulsive. He forcibly averted his gaze.

Taesin grabbed his own genital pillar and lightly slapped Han’s, which lacked any signs of arousal, as if flicking it with a thick club. The difference in color and size between the two organs was appalling. Taesin chuckled softly.

“The color, the size. From what I see, you’re just a twenty-eight centimeter cock.”

“…!”

At the insult that shattered his male pride, Han glared fiercely at Taesin. Taesin raised both hands in surrender, as if to show his willingness to yield.

“Ah, sorry. I got a bit cocky, didn’t I? Just a twenty-seven centimeter guy. How about I call you ‘hyung’ since we’re at it?”

“…!”

“How about it? Han-hyung?”

Taesin teased, oblivious to the significance of that title to Han. Feeling his heart sink as if a heavy weight had been placed upon it, Han turned his head away in disdain.

“No… Never… Never call me that.”

“I never intended to.”

Sitting between Han’s spread legs, Taesin slowly lowered his body onto Han’s. As if he were going to insert himself right away, Han gripped the sheet tightly, preparing himself for the pain.

The pressure of the thick and firm chest pressing against his shallow chest made him feel as if his ribs were about to break.

Supporting himself on his elbows on either side of Han’s face, Taesin brought his face close to Han’s ear. Pushing aside the strands of hair that slightly covered the ear, Taesin’s moist tongue delved into Han’s ear.

A sound reminiscent of being submerged in water emanated from within. The tickling sensation of breath in his ear made Han’s shoulders involuntarily shrug.

As Taesin nibbled on the earlobe and licked it between his lips, his lips soon moved to Han’s neck.

“Gone now.”

He must have been referring to the marks left on Han’s neck and ears. He had a strange habit of biting something and leaving his mark. This obsessive behavior had made Han uncomfortable for several days as it was happening visibly.

Taesin pushed his head deep into Han’s neck. His straight nose pressed gently against the soft flesh. Han’s body, stiff with fear of how much it would hurt, tensed up.

But the expected pain did not come. Instead, Taesin softly kissed the inside of Han’s neck. His hot lips traveled down to his bony shoulders before reaching the collarbone.

He then brought his lips back to the area where the collarbone connected to the shoulders, sucking it forcefully.

“Ah…!”

It felt like being sucked dry by a blood-sucking beast. Amidst the sucking sensation, he relentlessly teased the flesh with his tongue, surpassing mere ticklishness. It was a sensation beyond ticklishness, as if his entire body was being sucked into his hot mouth.

“Ugh….”

Quickly swallowing the unintentional moan that escaped, Han turned his head to the other side, tightly shutting his eyes. He didn’t want to feel anything. If he had to feel something, he hoped it would be pain rather than pleasure.

Leaving satisfying marks on Han’s neck, Taesin straightened up again. Then, as if exploring slowly with his palms, he roamed over Han’s body.

His hands, gently sweeping up the side where the protruding ribs cast a subtle shadow, reached Han’s chest.

Pressing firmly as if kneading a flat chest with nothing to touch, then gently caressing as if handling something precious, Taesin’s touch made the nipples harden with physiological response.

Next, as he pushed up the entire chest with his palm and grasped it, a light-colored nipple popped out between Taesin’s thumb and forefinger.

Taesin slowly lowered his head. His tongue tip touched the stiffened small bump. Gently flicking the erect nipple from bottom to top, Taesin looked intently at Han’s face. Their eyes met, and Han’s face quickly turned crimson with embarrassment. A sense of shame surged as if he had seen something he shouldn’t have.

Taesin twirled his tongue around the nipple and gently nibbled on it with his teeth, sometimes sucking the entire areola. Then, he moved his lips to the other side.

There was a clear determination not to feel anything in Han’s face. However, contrary to his will, his hardened expression softened, and a faint moan escaped his lips.

“Uuhh….”

Starting from there, Taesin’s actions became more vigorous. Han looked at the man sucking on his chest like a baby.

Though it was somewhat belated, the man was handsome enough to make anyone turn their heads. His striking features gave off a sensuous vibe, but the deep shadows under his eyes gave a dangerous and decadent impression. Of course, beneath that exterior lurked a demon, but superficially, he was irresistible to anyone.

Then, he turned his thoughts to himself.

His face was deemed fine enough, but it wasn’t outstanding, and his body was so thin and unimpressive that even he sighed in front of the mirror.

He couldn’t understand why a man who could have any desired partner would behave like this towards him, why he was sucking on such a feeble body. The man who offered him ten million won for a night felt not only foolish but also pitiable. For someone who supposedly loved money so much, it was an incredible waste.

Han’s gaze wandered to the ceiling, where a ceiling fan slowly turned. Suddenly, he saw himself sucking on a man’s chest at this hour when others were rushing to work, through the eyes of an observer. A deeply melancholic sense of reality overwhelmed him. As if to stop him from thinking further, his strong teeth bit down on the tip of his chest.

“Ah…!”

With a dizzying pain that wasn’t just painful, his back arched lightly.

Only when both nipples swelled up bright red did he pull his lips away from Han’s chest.

Sitting up, Taesin grabbed his thin thighs and lifted them up, folding Han’s body in half. It was a posture with enough pressure for his knees to touch his chest.

Han’s upper body bent roundly, revealing his flaws. He thought Taesin was about to penetrate him.

I wish it would end quickly. Then I could draw another line on one of the circles on my bedroom wall and fill it in, gradually regaining my freedom.

With that thought, Han relaxed his body, letting out all the tension. Through several experiences, he knew that no matter how much he resisted, it would only be harder for him, and eventually, he would do as Taesin wished.

As he turned his head blankly towards the window, Taesin buried his face between Han’s legs.

“….!”

Suddenly, his breath touched an unbelievable place.