Holy B-Class Life

#063

“Ugh….”

A pained moan pierced Dan Joo-hyuk’s ears.  He flinched, abruptly halting the frantic mingling of their tongues.

Yoon Pa-ran’s face was flushed crimson, even more so than usual due to Dan Joo-hyuk’s more aggressive advances.  Though his gaze remained fixed on the fiery blush, he gently parted his lips.

“Haah, haah…”

Rough breaths exchanged between their lips.  Feeling the air against his sensitized skin, Dan Joo-hyuk slowly considered the situation.

Right. It had been too long.

He couldn’t remember the last time they’d been intimate. The pent-up desire, building with every touch of Yoon Pa-ran, had finally overflowed.

But suddenly, the cramped position on the sofa felt stifling.

Despite being custom-made for him, the sofa felt oddly narrow. The dick trapped within his underwear ached with confinement.  Yoon Pa-ran’s persistent tension also grated on him.

Is he uncomfortable?

The thought of moving spurred Dan Joo-hyuk to rise.  Simultaneously, he grasped Yoon Pa-ran’s hands, which had been fidgeting restlessly below.

“Oh…?”

Yoon Pa-ran still clung to his pants, so Dan Joo-hyuk simply pulled them down.

“Aaah, mmmph!”

With his pants gone, Yoon Pa-ran struggled more fiercely. Dan Joo-hyuk covered his mouth with his own, rising smoothly.

Yoon Pa-ran’s eyes widened, his legs inadvertently spread as he clung to Dan Joo-hyuk like a koala.  Dan Joo-hyuk smiled, observing the flutter of his long lashes in surprise.

“Mmmph, let go, ha-mmmph!”

Dan Joo-hyuk calmly walked on, holding Yoon Pa-ran’s buttocks in one hand.  Their softness yielded pleasantly to his palm.

His lean body was remarkably light, so light that carrying him posed no problem.

Now, this is a perfect fit.

Even while kissing, the size felt strangely comfortable. Yoon Pa-ran’s body, small even for a man, draped languidly across his upper body.

“Ugh…”

Originally, he’d intended to go to the guest room on the first floor.  He didn’t often have guests, but he did have a spare bed.

“….”

However, Dan Joo-hyuk shifted his gaze to the stairs leading to the second floor.

The bed in the master bedroom is the biggest.

Reaching that conclusion, he naturally headed towards the landing.

He continued to suck on Yoon Pa-ran’s full lips.  Perhaps due to the surprise of being lifted, Yoon Pa-ran struggled to breathe, his breaths coming in short gasps.

Even with Dan Joo-hyuk supporting his neck, Yoon Pa-ran continued to struggle.  By the time they reached the middle of the stairs, Yoon Pa-ran was pushing against Dan Joo-hyuk’s shoulders, trying to get away.

“Put me down, uhh, ha-mmmph.”

The warmth pressed against his chest vanished, and a sudden discomfort washed over Dan Joo-hyuk.

It was only a few inches, yet the attempt to completely escape his embrace was irritating.

“….”

Dan Joo-hyuk lowered his gaze and pressed Yoon Pa-ran against the wall.

“Ah…!”

After pinning the smaller body, he resumed the frantic kissing.

He firmly held Yoon Pa-ran’s face with one hand, tilting his head to close the distance.

He kissed with the intention of swallowing everything that came from Yoon Pa-ran’s mouth. Yoon Pa-ran’s tongue, still clumsy, only trembled and responded after repeated prodding.

He pressed his hips against Yoon Pa-ran, ensuring his dick was pressed against the wall between them.

“Haah!”

He thrust his hips rhythmically, his tongue teasing the firm flesh behind Yoon Pa-ran’s front teeth.

He could feel Yoon Pa-ran’s dick hardening.  The sensation sent a wave of heat through his lower body, and he craved Yoon Pa-ran’s saliva as if to blame it.

“Hhh…”

How long did he continue ravaging that small mouth?

The strength in Yoon Pa-ran’s hands, which had been pushing him away, noticeably weakened.

Dan Joo-hyuk finally took a breath, slightly parting his lips, but only enough that their breaths still mingled.

“Stay still. Do you want to fall?”

He pressed his hips against Yoon Pa-ran again, a warning.  He could clearly feel the smaller body flinch in response.

“On my own…,”

Despite his dazed expression, Yoon Pa-ran stubbornly uttered the words Dan Joo-hyuk didn’t want to hear.

Dan Joo-hyuk’s grip on Yoon Pa-ran’s buttocks tightened.

“What are you saying when you don’t even know where you are?”

“Ugh…”

He should have just quietly looked around the house.

He could no longer bear the burning desire.  Yoon Pa-ran’s usual sharp eyes were now vacant, making the urge even stronger.

He was defenseless, unaware of the danger before him.

“Now, let’s take this off.”

“Ugh…”

Instead of regretting it, Dan Joo-hyuk smiled and moved his hands, stripping off Yoon Pa-ran’s shirt the moment his strength waned.

The irritating character hoodie fell to the floor.  He’d worn a similar shirt when visiting Heo Sangyeon’s house; he seemed to favor clothes with puppies like himself.

“Ah, that… mmmph.”

With his shirt off, Yoon Pa-ran seemed to regain his senses. Dan Joo-hyuk covered his mouth again as he continued walking, silencing his attempt to speak.

With one layer of clothing gone, Yoon Pa-ran’s scent became stronger.  He’d expected the smell of sweat, but Yoon Pa-ran smelled of sunshine.

His grip on Yoon Pa-ran’s buttocks tightened.  Despite his lean frame, the soft flesh beneath his hand fueled his impatience.

Reaching the bedroom, Dan Joo-hyuk tossed Yoon Pa-ran onto the bed.

“Oof.”

He climbed on top of him, meeting his bewildered gaze.

He crossed his arms and deliberately undressed, slowly removing his shirt.

“….”

Yoon Pa-ran’s wavering eyes remained fixed on him.  The constant bobbing of his Adam’s apple suggested considerable tension.

Against the dark bedding, Yoon Pa-ran’s skin appeared even whiter.  He seemed to have avoided the sun entirely, his skin untouched by a tan.

Yoon Pa-ran, in his underwear, lying on his bed, was quite stimulating.  His lean but muscular body constantly caught Dan Joo-hyuk’s eye.

He intensely wondered what his skin would taste like.

“Come here.”

“Wa-wait…”

He tossed his shirt to the floor and grabbed one of Yoon Pa-ran’s thighs, pulling him closer.  But Yoon Pa-ran pushed back, bracing himself with his hands.

His eyes were wavering differently now, filled with hesitation and embarrassment.

He seemed to be giving up, cautiously opening his mouth.

“Hey, just…”

No, this won’t do.

“Yes. I’ll listen later.”

Understanding, Dan Joo-hyuk closed the distance and kissed him, stubbornly preventing him from continuing.

“Ah, mmmph, hey, hhh…”

He entangled their tongues forcefully, preventing any further words.  This was also for Yoon Pa-ran’s own good.

If he heard Yoon Pa-ran say to stop, he couldn’t guarantee what he might do.

“Haah… mmmph.”

Yoon Pa-ran didn’t give up, continuing to make sounds.  Dan Joo-hyuk continued to interrupt him, resulting in absurd noises escaping his throat.

Yoon Pa-ran’s usually docile eyes hardened in annoyance.  Dan Joo-hyuk chuckled, finding the reaction amusing even in this moment.

He briefly released his lips, and words poured out.

“Just for a moment…”

“Who kisses like this with their eyes open?”

“What…? Mmmph.”

He grabbed Yoon Pa-ran’s small face again, carefully pressing their lips together.

When his words were again cut short, Yoon Pa-ran protested with wide eyes.  Dan Joo-hyuk gently soothed him, moving his thumbs while holding his face.

He lightly touched the delicate skin under his eyes, then gently tapped the lower lashes.  Yoon Pa-ran’s eyes fluttered in surprise at the approaching touch.

Then, he cupped his face, gently stroking the area around his temples.  He pressed his thumb lightly against his upper eyelid.

“Ugh…”

The gentle touch led to a softer kiss.  Unexpectedly, Yoon Pa-ran’s body began to relax.

His eyes closed naturally.

At the same time, Dan Joo-hyuk’s gaze darkened.

“….”

It had been an unintentional action, a way to stop him from saying he wanted to quit.

But seeing Yoon Pa-ran’s docile, closed eyes, something welled up inside him.  His mind was ablaze.

His lower abdomen ached intensely.  Despite the constant wet sounds, his mouth felt parched.

Consumed by instinct, Dan Joo-hyuk stripped off Yoon Pa-ran’s underwear.

“Ugh…!”

Yoon Pa-ran, who had been lying there dazed, startled and opened his eyes again.  Dan Joo-hyuk watched intently as he slowly pulled down his own pants.

His dick had been aching for some time.

“….”

“Hhh…”

Yoon Pa-ran held his breath, watching Dan Joo-hyuk slowly lower his pants.

He was increasingly tense from Dan Joo-hyuk’s swift undressing.  But soon, he forgot about that, his gaze fixed on Dan Joo-hyuk’s lower body.

Something sprang out from his pants.  A menacing dick bobbed before his eyes.

Damn it, what the hell is that?