Red Dot - 93

– Episode 93 –

Hanseo slowly pulled out his penis while looking down at Junseong, who was cursing himself and still glaring at him with eyes full of anger. He wanted to keep thrusting in that state, but he knew Junseong wouldn’t be able to handle it, and their companions outside might interrupt with the walkie-talkie.

“Since it’s your first time, should I go easy on you?”

Hanseo thought generously and decided to give up. However, even though he was slowly withdrawing, Junseong, who was still sensitive from the previous stimulation, reacted by twitching and squirming. Thanks to this, Hanseo had to ponder whether to push it back in or not.

Meanwhile, Junseong, feeling his penis being pulled out, was breathing heavily and furrowing his brow.

“This feels weird, really.”

As his penis completely slipped out, leaving a sudden emptiness inside, Hanseo’s inner walls wriggled as if trying to fill the void. Noticing even the slightest movement of the hole, Hanseo felt embarrassed.

Junseong, lying on the bed, felt the cold sensation on his stomach and shrank his shoulders.

“Ugh, what’s this?”

Hanseo, who had taken out a wet tissue from the tray beside the bed, was wiping off the semen on Junseong’s stomach.

Well, since they had condoms and gel ready for sex, having wet tissues for cleanup wasn’t strange. However, maybe because it was kept in a cool place, it felt like ice passing over his skin every time he wiped.

“Is it cold?”

Hanseo teased with a sly smile, sticking out his tongue.

“I was actually thinking of licking it, but I’m holding back in case it makes you want more.”

“Keep holding back then.”

Glaring at Hanseo, Junseong snatched the wet tissue from his hand. He muttered inwardly about why anyone would eat someone else’s semen.

Looking at the wet tissue stained with sticky semen, Junseong noticed a strong smell. This reminded him vividly of the recent situation.

“Sigh…”

Rubbing his dizzy head, he let out a deep sigh.

He had sex with Hanseo. Not just touching or kissing lightly, but real sex involving penetration and movement.

“It was only him I penetrated.”

Still, sex was sex. There was no denying that.

It was something he had never imagined, so the delayed emotional shock was significant. He had agreed to restrain Hanseo’s impulses and accept them, but still, sex between men was unsettling for him.

Glancing at Hanseo, Junseong saw him casually dressing as if nothing had happened, handling the condom filled with a considerable amount of semen and the gloves stained with slippery liquid. His face, which had been panting like a horny dog a while ago, now looked completely composed, which made Junseong find him quite ridiculous.

As Junseong stared sharply, Hanseo, sensing his gaze, smiled back casually.

“Why? Want more? I’m fine with it.”

“Can I throw this on your face?”

“If you catch it, can we do more?”

Junseong thought about throwing the wet tissue with semen on Hanseo’s face but stopped himself. Somehow, he felt Hanseo might get excited again by the semen on his face.

Taking another wet tissue, Junseong knelt down, spread his legs, and reached between them.

“Ugh…”

Feeling the cold wet tissue touch his hole, he felt a burning sensation.

“I hope it’s not torn.”

Fortunately, there was no sharp sting when he checked for tears. Instead, there was lingering warmth and discomfort.

Thinking about Hanseo’s penis size, Junseong made a disgusted face. Accepting such a size into such a small hole was quite an ordeal.

While Junseong was cleaning himself, Hanseo, now wearing his shirt, turned towards the bed.

“I’ll help…”

As Hanseo was about to speak, he suddenly twisted his face. Not realizing what was happening, Junseong, still cleaning his hole, spread his legs wider. Since the liquid was not just on the surface, he thought of inserting the wet tissue inside.

Seeing this directly, Hanseo muttered a short curse.

“Damn, after all that, you still want more?”

Junseong, who didn’t hear Hanseo’s words, was still cleaning the hole, but when he saw the shadow cast over him, he finally looked up. Hanseo, now wearing new surgical gloves and breathing heavily, seemed somewhat intimidating.

“You’re still spreading your legs. I’ll help you clean it myself.”

Caught off guard by the sudden pressure, Junseong missed the timing to push Hanseo away.

An extraordinary first sex experience, and then a thorough cleanup(?).

Junseong, dressing with a tired body, hugged himself from behind, frowning at Hanseo, who was not budging at all.

“It’s hard to put on clothes, so step back a bit.”

“I said I would help you put them on.”

“Why are you touching me again under the guise of helping me dress after cleaning the hole just a while ago?”

The damn guy who claimed to have cleaned the hole a while ago and made the person cheaper was Hanseo. Afraid of showing any vulnerability, Junseong immediately put up a strong front.

Pushing away Hanseo’s spider-like arms, Junseong buttoned up his shirt and finally picked up the coat.

As he put on the coat, the lingering smell of the chemicals brushed his nose. Due to its larger area and thickness compared to other clothes, the smell wouldn’t easily disappear. The smell of the chemicals in the room was quite strong.

“Come to think of it…”

Even with the strong chemical smell, he didn’t feel it much during sex. Partly because his mind was elsewhere, but also because their intertwined scents were more intense.

“Has it faded a bit?”

He asked.

The once cold and chilly air now held a perfect warmth due to the heat of the two people, and instead of the pungent chemical smell, their scents lingered.

Was this what Hanseo wanted?

Turning to Hanseo, he met his gaze immediately. Then he buried his nose in the black hair in front of him.

In Junseong’s ear, he heard Hanseo take a deep breath as if he would fill his lungs completely.

“Yeah.”

Hanseo’s voice contained a faint chuckle.

“I can only smell you. It’s really nice.”

“If you keep your face like that, of course…”

Junseong stopped himself from making a retort. As they faced each other, Junseong, too, was swallowing Hanseo’s pleasant scent instead of the strong chemical smell, leaving him unable to argue.

Silently embracing Hanseo, Junseong closed his eyes for a moment.

Beep-

The walkie-talkie’s alert sounded in their ears. Startled, Junseong pushed Hanseo away. Hanseo, who obediently stepped back, was glaring menacingly at the backpack with the walkie-talkie.

“Junseong, Hanseo. Are you coming out?”

Hearing Changmin’s worried voice, Junseong quickly took out the walkie-talkie.

“Yes. Sorry for making you wait.”

“It’s okay. It looks like it’s going to rain soon.”

Checking the time with the walkie-talkie in hand, Junseong realized that it would rain in less than 30 minutes, just as Changmin had said.

“Time has flown by.”

Originally, he should have been back at the hideout by now, but things had gotten too complicated.

“It couldn’t be helped, but…”

Spending time on sex with Hanseo or unnecessary fooling around had taken away time that could have been used for investigating the existence of the First Research Lab or the culprit of the incident.

As expected, Hanseo was a bundle of variables.

When Hanseo was in control, nothing went as planned. From one to ten, everything.

“Still, it’s not so bad.”

He felt that he could handle variables like Hanseo. Variables like Namkihyuk were absolutely out of the question.

Thinking unintentionally of Namkihyuk, Junseong bit his lip tightly. His face, holding a person’s head like a dessert case and smiling while watching CCTV, was truly terrifying.

“It’s okay. Just don’t meet him.”

As long as he chose a way to meet him and didn’t move unless it was a way to meet him, everything would be fine.

Although he thought so, recalling Namkihyuk was very difficult for Junseong. If he could, he would cut out a part of his mind and erase Namkihyuk’s existence completely.

Hanseo wrapped his cold hands around Junseong.

Facing Hanseo, who was silently looking at him with deep and sharp eyes, Junseong smiled faintly and sent a message to Changmin through the walkie-talkie.

“Let’s go back now. To our hideout.”