HH | Chapter 6.1

His salary had come in. The pop-up on Eunil’s phone showed not the three million won he had signed for, but an extra million on top of that. For the extra hours he had worked, it did not even add up to two hours in total.

That meant he had made well over 500,000 won an hour. One time he had set the table. One time… it had already been almost a week since he had crossed bodies with Leehyup.

A person had to have some conscience, didn’t they? Eunil picked up his phone, intending to call chief Heo over such an outrageous calculation, then lowered it again. He decided he would ask Leehyup directly. It was a perfect excuse to wait.

In truth, Eunil had waited yesterday too, and the day before. He had not been able to stay long because of his tutoring part-time job, but even if that had not been the case, he could not keep waiting any longer.

He was afraid he would look too attached. Afraid it would be so obviously one-sided that it would make Leehyup want to run away. If that happened, there would not be a second time with Leehyup.

How ridiculous. To be thinking such things. He had been the one who swore he could not do it twice.

He worked with a slight fever, pain prickling even when he breathed. He finished tutoring as if fighting for his life, then came home and collapsed into sleep, not waking until the next afternoon.

For the first time since being discharged, he skipped his weekend part-time job. He lazed around as one with the floor. Once his body recovered enough, stray thoughts began seeping in through the fingers that applied ointment.

Only then did Eunil look up gay porn. He projected himself and Leehyup onto the actors in the videos and, for the first time, masturbated his own ass. At first his body instinctively shrank away from the feeling of being split open by penetration, but only at first. He easily took three fingers and lost himself in his inner walls. Teetering on the edge, neither quite good nor quite bad, there was no pain at least.

He became freshly curious about Leehyup’s face as he had thrust from behind. He had regretted the moments when he had been unable to tell whether the man had been drowning in pleasure like the one in the video, shaking front to back along that body, because he had been too busy being buried in pain. If another chance came, he wanted himself to be more practiced by then, to hold something more secret, and he wanted that again and again.

Putting all that aside, he just wanted to see him. He wanted to exchange even a single word. That alone felt terribly lonely now, that he could not even manage that. After crossing bodies, his heart had only grown deeper. He knew it would only add to the wounds, but like dry leaves dropping in a fierce wind, Eunil could do nothing about it.

Either way, it was only two more months. After two months, Leehyup would go to France, and Eunil would return to his duty as a student. What was so wrong with satisfying his own feelings until then?

Physical distance would ultimately be on his side, too. So he came to think in the most convenient way possible. The pitifulness that kept surging up now and then was the price of that.

Then he heard the cheerful sound of the door lock dial. It was not that far from the four o’clock Eunil had checked as the final time. The sunlight splitting through the blinds looked no different from midday, and even though he had been expecting Leehyup to come home early, it still felt far too sudden. Because of that, his heart thudded violently. His mind went blank. Only his expression, pleased, kept on falling apart.

Eunil rubbed his face and stood in front of the entryway. Before the door was even fully open, he greeted him. “You’re back early.” Even that short sentence left him short of breath, and Eunil coughed awkwardly several times.

Leehyup was calm. As if he already knew Eunil would be waiting like this today, he only gave a slight nod and, as always, walked toward the dressing room. Eunil stared after him blankly for a moment, then hurriedly put on the new gloves and followed. He stood beside him as he clicked open the cuff buttons and accepted what was handed to him naturally.

“sir.”

He glanced up, then spoke again.

“The extra pay was way too much.”

“Ah.”

“I can’t accept that much. I waited to tell you this.”

“…You were planning to wait until I came back?”

Without taking his eyes off the mirror, Leehyup passed over a tie with a purple base crossed by blue diagonal lines.

“Were you going to spit it back out? Is that what this is about?”

At the tilt of Leehyup’s head, as if he didn’t understand, Eunil dropped his gaze. It felt like his little scheme had been seen through at once. Leehyup kept peeling his insides open.

“What were you going to do if you didn’t meet me today?”

The body facing the mirror turned toward Eunil. Leehyup hung the removed shirt over the arm that had reached out jerkily.

“Tomorrow, too, and the day after…”

Click.

The waist belt came undone. Soon the pants dropped to the floor, leaving Leehyup in nothing but his underwear.

“Were you going to keep waiting until we met?”

“…Yes. I would’ve waited tomorrow too.”

The day after, the day after that, until they met, over and over and over.

Only then did Eunil realize that his desire to just see him was a lie the moment he saw Leehyup’s bare body. The hot body heat they had once shared, even the damp breath spraying against the nape of his neck, came back to him, and he knew what expectation had settled on the hairs standing rigid on his skin.

“Ah. You were in a hurry.”

As he said that and curled one corner of his mouth, Eunil understood his own position. He did not need to hide his desire. No, on the contrary, he ought to show it blatantly. Eunil met Leehyup’s gaze head-on. Beneath that cold, pouring stare, he found himself growing calmer.

“Still, I don’t want to give it back again. I just want it to be appropriate… and I don’t mind making up for it by that amount either.”

“Make up for it… Sounds like you want to pay it off with your body. Is that right?”

A faint trace of amusement passed across Leehyup’s face. Eunil nodded as if he did not know.

“Didn’t seem like you hurt that much. I guess that was your taste?”

“…It doesn’t matter.”

After saying that, Eunil cast his eyes past Leehyup’s shoulder.

He had no habit of lunging at things without caring what they tasted like. That felt no different from being so hungry he ate anything he could get his hands on. Eunil, saying something like that, could not possibly be interesting to Leehyup, and yet his expression, so deliberately indifferent, held nothing but resolve. Leehyup could not look away.

He had no intention of taking it in again. If he had to be honest, he preferred women more. He did not care about someone else’s pleasure, but that did not mean he wanted to feel like he was committing torture. The painful face twisting before him, the blood gathered on lips. No matter how he looked at it, it was a long way from anything he liked.

His sudden curiosity, which had weighed down his cock, was satisfied by this, so there was nothing more to see, and yet Leehyup did not turn down Eunil’s brazen offer. He pulled down his underwear. He held his shaft, lowered to the thigh, and shook it.

“Want to get it up?”

Eunil did not answer. Instead, he took off his clothes. He could not bring himself to remove the gloves, so he remained naked and knelt before Leehyup. The moment he gripped the base of the half-erect cock, the body swelled as if stretching awake. A hot surge spread through the glove.

He stuck out his tongue to the urinal slit, especially red. He licked with the tip first, then gradually widened the area and licked up the entire head. It was his second time, so his own actions did not feel awkward. Before taking the soaked head into his mouth, he tilted his head and supported the shaft with his tongue.

He slid up and down, then crawled between the taut veins that had risen hard. Hehehe, he breathed on purpose and drew his tongue in circles. The head slapped against Eunil’s face with elastic force. The saliva he had put on it soaked his own face entirely. Just like the actor in the video, he raised his face proudly and met the other’s eyes.

Leehyup’s eyes were pitch-black. He was not smiling lazily like the one in the video, no, he even looked angry, but there was no doubt that he was aroused. The way his abs clenched hard said so.

“fuck… put your mouth on my cock.”

Eunil opened his mouth wide. He lowered his tongue, yet still tilted his head back as if coaxing the desire out, expectant all the same. In an instant, Leehyup’s hand seized Eunil’s hair from behind and bent him back with brutal force. In that much wider mouth, Leehyup’s cock thrust in mercilessly and split the corners of Eunil’s lips.

His mucous membrane was crushed over and over. The rusty taste of blood was mixed in, adding to the illusion that he was being smashed to pieces. Gagh, the breath forcing its way out, the twitching sight of his dried tongue, all of it felt like a desperate fight to survive.

“Khk, ngh, nk!”

“You only did what I told you, but you’re oddly high-maintenance.”

Leehyup wiped away the tears that kept gathering in Eunil’s wide-open eyes. He tugged at the slight movement of his head searching for air and pressed down on his throat. Ugh, ugh, a sound that had nothing to do with anything erotic came out. Even so, desire burned fiercely, and instead of dying down, the lewdness only clung more savagely to his lust.

“You don’t seem like much of a skilled technician either. I don’t want to wait long today.”

The thrusting of his waist picked up speed. It slipped in and out of Eunil’s mouth, then could not withstand the pace and smeared across his face. It smeared over his eyes, nose, and bridge of his nose. Before long, there was more rubbing against the skin outside his mouth than inside it.

Eunil lifted his strained face and nodded along the length of the cock. The bloody struggle became a filthy panting. Eunil stuck out his tongue. He licked everywhere it touched and buried his lips there.

“Haa… this is, this is the biggest cock I’ve ever had.”

It could not be enough as it was. No matter how desperately he wanted it, he could not bleed that far. Eunil gripped the base of Leehyup’s cock tightly. Supporting the darting tongue, he bit down on the shaft all at once. He widened his nostrils and took it in. When he pulled back out, he made his cheeks sink in as much as possible.

“Cum for me… Put your cum on there, sir.”

That was what the actor in the video had said. More accurately, he had said to use his foul-smelling back passage until it was ragged with cock juice. The vulgar words, unfamiliar in his mouth, made him burn hot, and something inside him surged up. The cock gave a heavier jerk. His belly tightened hard. In the end, Eunil had no choice but to sprawl like a dog in front of Leehyup.

“Ah, sir, here, hurry, make my pussy ragged.”

He shook his hips. That did not seem like enough, so he opened his cheeks and spread the gaping hole wide, showing it off. sir, sir, the words spilling out of him were not interrupted by anything, but they were crushed all the same.

“You want it torn open?”