That guy is This guy fanfic Chapter 17

CH 17

“Did you like all the food I prepared, Yoo Ji-han-ah?”

Chae Yoo-jung smiled shyly, his lips curving just enough to look harmless. He tilted his face into the hand resting on the table, fingers loosely curled, posture relaxed, almost looking lazy. Yet his eyes told a different story.

They traced Yoo Ji-han’s figure slowly, deliberately, drifting from his shoulders to his hands, lingering in places that made the intent impossible to miss. It felt less like a glance and more like being examined, as though every inch of him was being peeled back layer by layer.

A chill crept up Yoo Ji-han’s spine, rising from a source he couldn’t identify, as it was coming from somewhere unknown to him. It settled deep in his chest, leaving behind a faint, persistent tightness he couldn’t quite explain. The room hadn’t changed, and the temperature hadn’t dropped, yet his skin reacted as if a sharp, icy breeze had swept over him.

Silence stretched for a brief moment, thin and fragile.

He knew he had to respond before it swallowed him. Instinctively, he searched for something…anything, to counterattack. He let out a quiet sigh, willing his shoulders to relax. Even if it was only an act, he needed it to look convincing.

Yoo Ji-han curved his lips into an easy smile, careful not to let it falter. He met Chae Yoo-jung’s gaze head-on, refusing to look away.

“It’s really good…”

He said it evenly, then added after a beat.

“The food…I mean, of course.”

Yoo Ji-han let out a soft chuckle, while he, in his own mind, was screaming ‘Aaaaah’ and stretching out his hair from its roots. 

‘He’s too adorbs…….’

He picked up his chopsticks and absentmindedly traced a slow circle around the plate, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at Chae Yoo-jung, as if studying him, or perhaps teasing him.

When they finished eating, Yoo Ji-han looked at him again. This time, he didn’t hesitate. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to him, simple and without any hesitation.

“I will still love you even if you are broken.”

He whispered it playfully, almost lightly, fully aware of how cliché the words sounded. Yet beneath the teasing tone lay something earnest, something he didn’t bother to hide.

Then Yoo Ji-han was pulled beneath the sheets, the suddenness knocking the breath from him. Chae Yoo-jung kissed him stubbornly, as if refusing to give him time to think, or to retreat. Their tongues swirled as Chae Yoo-jung all of a sudden, leaned forward, closing whatever distance remained between them.

The kiss deepened, unhurried yet forceful, as though he were trying to convey something he couldn’t put into words. The insistence left a faint tingling behind, spreading through Yoo Ji-han’s chest and down his spine, making his body react before his mind could catch up.

When their lips finally parted, the air between them felt thin. They breathed hard, foreheads nearly touching, close enough to feel each other’s warmth.

Yoo Ji-han shuddered when Chae Yoo-jung spoke. The earlier playfulness was gone, replaced by something raw and vulnerable.

“How could you say that, Hyung?”

The question lingered between them, heavy and exposed, demanding an answer Yoo Ji-han wasn’t sure he was ready to give.

“......?”

After a few seconds of silence, Chae Yoo-jung let out a soft chuckle. His lips curved upward, the smile leaving no room for further explanation.

“If you’d said that a year ago…”

He continued lightly.

“…it would’ve been such a cheat, Ji-han-hyung.”

Yoo Ji-han’s eyebrows lifted in surprise, then slowly relaxed as understanding dawned on him. A quiet snicker slipped out before he could stop it. He reached forward and handed the bunny tail back to Chae Yoo-jung.

“Forgive me…”

Yoo Ji-han spoke, his tone hovering somewhere between apologetic and teasing.

“I did that for your own good back then.”

Leaning closer, he tilted his head toward Chae Yoo-jung’s ear and lowered his voice.

“Why don’t you do what you want to do?”

Yoo Ji-han spread out his legs to expose the entrance and rubbed it with his hands. 

Chae Yoo-jung’s eyes widened slightly, and he swallowed hard, feeling the pull of his own desires, looking at Yoo Ji-han. His hand hovered uncertainly, a mix of hesitation and anticipation in the air between them.

Nearby, the bottle of gel caught his eye. He grabbed it quickly, making Yoo Ji-han’s eyes widen slightly. A teasing smirk spread across Yoo Ji-han’s face.

“Very impatient, I see.”

He murmured amused.

With the bed sheets wrinkled around them and the moonlight peeking out from the window, Chae Yoo-jung pulled Yoo Ji-han closer, then he pressed their bodies together, the contact sending a shiver through them both. Their breaths mingled, hearts racing, as the quiet tension between them hung thick in the room.

But without giving any consideration of that, they continued rubbing their penises together with Chae Yoo-jung’s big hands, while another hand entered Yoo Ji-han’s entrance and gave way for air to enter.

“Hugnh…Huk. Ngg…Ugh. Unn.”

Sweet sounds of pleasure slipped from Yoo Ji-han’s mouth, as a sense of itching spread uncomfortable in a deeper place, where Chae Yoo-jung was still not rubbing, so Yoo Ji-han shook his bottom to guide his finger to come close to the spot he wanted. Chae Yoo-jung paid no attention to that and continued to press without reaching that delicate place

Gently stretching for a bit, he pressed the rabbit butt hole into it. Yoo Ji-han’s waist arched, unable to bear the uplifting feeling. His toes curled and his lips bitten. 

Before placing Yoo Ji-han on his lap, Chae Yoo-jung traced his backbone and positioned his face to kiss Yoo Ji-han, rubbing his bright red bitten lips. An electrifying sensation almost made Yoo Ji-han roll his eyes backwards. 

With how the but’s hole was barely reaching the prostate but also scratching the edge of it, Yoo Ji-han couldn’t handle but cum a little.

“Aahh!”

After a quarter of ejaculating, it froze, forcing the cum backwards again, which is supposed to come outside. Yoo Ji-han rubbed the penises, which he was bulging with deep purple nerves.

“Why…why is it not coming out?! Hic…”

He said out of frustration and bit his lips again, a flush rising to his cheeks making them more red than they were. The sweat flowed from Chae Yoo-jung’s forehead. Chae Yoo-jung took the lead as he placed his finger towards the tail, grinding it more upwards and tapping it once for a long time. Suddenly, a quiet but small buzzing sound could be heard, filling the air.

Yoo Ji-han’s eyebrows wrinkled, as pleasure continued to stir up near the stomach. Chae Yoo-jung pulled Yoo Ji-han closer to lean in for a kiss.

‘So sweet…….’

After full-serving Yoo Ji-han with bite marks and rubbing penis gently and fragilely, Yoo Ji-han came again. Yoo Ji-han took out the butt tails from the anus and expanded, teasing with his fingers. 

‘I want to tease Chae Yoo-jung-ah.’

Ripping the condom package while having it in Yoo Ji-han’s mouth, he slowly pushed the condom over Chae Yoo-jung’s penis with his mouth. Flustered, Chae Yoo-jung grabbed Yoo Ji-han’s head to prevent himself and said fast.

“I can do it by myself. You don’t have to……. Ugh. Ah…….Hy…hyung….mn…”

A series of moans exploded from Chae Yoo-jung’s mouth. Yoo Ji-han pulled Chae Yoo-jung’s hands away from his head and fixed his bangs backwards. After finally succeeding in putting the condom on, Yoo Ji-han proceeded to lean towards and positioned himself so that he could take up penis. 

Chae Yoo-jung without any notice, placed his hands on Yoo Ji-han’s waist and snapped him downwards, before Yoo Ji-han had the chance to process what just happened.

Yoo Ji-han’s visioned blackened before light could enter as his eyes shook and his body instinctively jerked out, trying to get out. The tip just hit at the right spot. Tears formed on the corners of Yoo Ji-han’s eyes. His waist arched and wiggled, yet Chae Yoo-jung’s tightly secured him in place. Waves of pleasure abrupt his brain signals and overtook his consciousness of logical thinking. Loads of semen poured out from Yoo Ji-han’s penis.

Yoo Ji-han’s mind felt foggy, his thoughts scattered, and his eyes grew dry as quiet tears slipped down his cheeks. Chae Yoo-jung leaned in, pressing his lips gently against Yoo Ji-han’s, holding the moment with a tenderness that made the world around them fade. Slowly, he lifted his gaze to meet Yoo Ji-han’s, letting his eyes speak what words could not.

Their lips separated and let out hot breaths. Then, Chae Yoo-jung harshly pushed Yoo Ji-han out almost fully before, placing him to hit the same spot. Having him repeat his motion, pushing in and out, slowly then gradually fastening, made the pleasure skyrocket to maximum. Yoo Ji-han, using the inner nerves, squeezed and wiggled to prevent himself from cumming too fast.

‘At this rate, I might end up tiring myself too fast.’

Realizing that, Chae Yoo-jung sped up his motions so that they could cum together. 

“Aah!”

“Ugh!”

Both of them moaned before Chae Yoo-jung’s placed his head on Yoo Ji-han’s shoulder and rubbed his forehead.

“I did good, right?”

Yoo Ji-han stroked his hair.

“Unn. You did. I’m proud.”

Those words echoed in Chae Yoo-jung’s heart as he let out a calm sigh to calm down. He let out a cute smile.

MR: I love these cuties so much…Their relationship is so beautiful.

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Credits:

Writer: Hoshi Miya

Co-writer: Miry

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