That guy is This guy fanfic Chapter 19

CH 19

Just as they stepped through the front door, Chae Yoo-jung pressed heavily against Yoo Ji-han’s shoulder and back, his hands tracing carefully over his collarbone, now broader than he remembered. Leaning in, Yoo Ji-han tenderly wiped away his tears with his tongue and pressed a gentle kiss to him. Chae Yoo-jung’s hands moved to his chest, cupping and molding it with a careful intimacy.

‘It’s so perfectly shaped… even bigger than my whole hand. I want to suck it so much…’

The lips kept entangling towards each other, as if chained to a string of never-ending honey. As never-ending as it may seem, it finally broke after a few minutes, and a series of gasps flowed from Chae Yoo-jung’s mouth. When the relief of tension faded away from Chae Yoo-jung’s body, Chae Yoo-jung felt like his body was about to collapse and his body almost slipped down. As soon as Yoo Ji-han saw what was about to happen, he reached out to hold Chae Yoo-jung’s body.

Yoo Ji-han lifted Chae Yoo-jung as if he weighed nothing. He leaned in and pecked at Chae Yoo-jung’s forehead, before speaking.

“There’s no need to rush, my Yoo-jung-ah.”

Yoo Ji-han looked into Chae Yoo-jung’s eyes and smiled gently, with no ill intentions behind it. Chae Yoo-jung, still caught off guard, didn’t respond at all, his gaze was unfocused, his expression was dazed.

‘I wonder why I’m shocked. I can’t even tell…… Is this what they call ‘Brain Freeze’?’

“Let’s take a bath first.”

Yoo Ji-han said calmly.

At those words, Chae Yoo-jung finally blinked. His shoulders tensed as he became belatedly aware of how close Ji-han was standing, and of the warmth lingering in that gentle smile.

“…A bath?”

Chae Yoo-jung repeated, his voice was coming out slower than intended.

Yoo Ji-han’s smile deepened just a fraction.

That was when something in Chae Yoo-jung’s mind gave way, like a taut string finally snapping, and his senses returned in a sudden rush. His legs weakened for a moment as the tension drained from him, and Yoo Ji-han instinctively loosened his hold to let him stand properly again.

But the next second, Yoo Ji-han was pulled back into an embrace.

Chae Yoo-jung clung to him, arms wrapped tightly around Ji-han’s waist, refusing to let go. He pressed his face against Ji-han’s neck, breathing in slowly, as if grounding himself in that familiar warmth.

Burying himself in Yoo Ji-han’s comfort, Chae Yoo-jung mumbled, his voice low and muffled.

“I want to take a bath with you, Hyung.”

He thought to himself, how soft his shoulders have become. He unconsciously tightened his grip, and he clasped their hands together as if seeking reassurance, as if confirming both his own feelings and Yoo Ji-han’s intentions.

Yoo Ji-han didn’t pull away. After a brief pause, he leaned closer and whispered in response, his voice barely more than a breath.

“Unn.”

They went to the bathroom together, and even as they entered the bath, the quiet tension between them only lingered. Slipping the clothes off their bodies and letting them fall to the ground, Chae Yoo-jung profusely focused his eyes and hand towards Yoo Ji-han’s body and exploring it, feeling the warmth tingling into the body.

Chae Yoo-jung’s hands were rather colder than Yoo Ji-han’s body, so it made Yoo Ji-han flinch. Watching his expressions was amusing to Chae Yoo-jung. While standing only with a black shirt almost gone from his hands, Yoo Ji-han could barely strip the clothes off Chae Yoo-jung’s body in the meanwhile.

As Chae Yoo-jung fiddled his fingers throughout Yoo Ji-han’s body, he finally also got the last piece of cloth out from him.

“Wait!”

Chae Yoo-jung staggered at those words and froze. Yoo Ji-han took this chance to get around him and pulled off clothes. Playfully putting on a mischievous smile, Yoo Ji-han fully tripped him down as Chae Yoo-jung controlled himself from getting his hands on Yoo Ji-han so that Yoo Ji-han doesn’t get distracted.

After they both had their clothes taken off their bodies, they stepped into the bathtub, which had finally filled with water.

“I don’t think the two of us can fit. So, I’ll use the shower instead, Ji-han-ah.”

Chae Yoo-jung stepped into the shower area while Yoo Ji-han moved toward the tub and entered in the warm water. The two spaces were connected, close enough that neither of them truly felt alone.

After finishing his bath, Yoo Ji-han quietly slipped behind Chae Yoo-jung and wrapped his arms around him, pulling him into a gentle hug. This frightened Chae Yoo-jung and tingled his chest, as he came to the realization that Yoo Ji-han was rubbing the tip of his fingers against the nipples of his chest.

“It seems like it will take a while to feel it…… theoretically, it should be rubbed more around the chest before rubbing the nipple, so that the nerves there are more active.”

He continued to knead the chest and let his hands roam over it, feeling more of the skin in his hands. Hearing Yoo Ji-han’s explanation and how his voice rubbed against his eardrums, sending shivers down his spine, the shaft around Chae Yoo-jung’s hips rose with the sudden blood rush.

Yoo Ji-han’s penis stroked on Chae Yoo-jung’s back, which further sent pleasure elevation to his brain nerves.

“I want to see you get off only being stroked.”

Yoo Ji-han leaned closely and whispered directly into his ear. Although he couldn’t see Chae Yoo-jung’s face because of the height difference, he can still imagine his lover’s face. Muffled moans resonated across the walls of the bathroom.

With each moment passing, the rubbing increased, and more blood rushed to Chae Yoo-jung’s face. Considering that the pleasure exceeded, Chae Yoo-jung bobbed his head forward to which his upper body followed along, but Yoo Ji-han hugged his back suddenly.

Chae Yoo-jung looked backward and made eye contact with Yoo Ji-han. Chae Yoo-jung’s face was flushed with the corner of the eyes wrinkled and tears almost about to come out.

Yoo Ji-han’s brain, froze for a sec, with all the erotic thoughts that stormed into his mind. When he twisted the shower handle, Yoo Ji-han bolted out of the bathroom, while dragging Chae Yoo-jung along the way. Without saying another word, he yanked him into the bed. Taking the bottle of gel out of the bedside table, that was next to their bed, he squeezed some gel onto his palm and slipped his fingers into the anus, although it bit back, squeezing with all its warmth to let it remain inside.

With further thrusting his fingers upwards, Chae Yoo-jung jerked upwards to not let it reach the pleasure zone, the prostate. To prevent Chae Yoo-jung’s head from hitting the bed frame and keep him in place, Yoo Ji-han leaned upwards over Chae Yoo-jung, wrapping his hands around his waist.

Arching his waist, he wriggled his body, before Yoo Ji-han could reach for the erogenous zone. But that didn’t help to be honest.

Soon after, the tingling sensation of scraping the inner walls exceeded and climaxed, overwhelming Chae Yoo-jung’s body and blurring his vision.

“Ngh!... hyung… A-ugh! Hyung! Ah……”

Closing his eyes to not see, but the sensation remains in his brain as Yoo Ji-han starts to expand more with his fingers. It was then that he realized that his fingers were thicker, as he put more fingers. It felt too tight as if it was going to explode or break.

‘Watching Chae Yoo-jung’s expressions change is so damn cute.’

Yoo Ji-han’s face turned blank, which hides his inner selfish thoughts. He roughly kissed Chae Yoo-jung, intertwining lips and feeling the saliva and warmth flowing back and forth. They slapped their tongues together, slipping saliva over their tongues as if feeding each other to their desires of devouring the other. He turned serious to expand it properly, instead of teasing Chae Yoo-jung.

MR: Damn Yoo Ji-han, you are something :)

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Credits:

Writer: Hoshi Miya

Co-writer: Miry

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