EFME 78
by mimiApologizing with sincere contrition was pathetic and not great to watch, but apologizing while flushed with pleasure and not knowing what to do was quite nice.
Muyoung grew more excited and drove into him roughly. He grabbed the slender body that kept collapsing and stirred his insides. Sunyul was completely face down, continuing to have sex in a position where only his hips were barely held up by Muyoung’s hands.
His stiffly erect penis begged for release. Sunyul thought he wanted to reach out and stroke his penis right away.
But he wasn’t confident he could handle that much additional stimulation. It was overwhelming even now, and to have more stimulation in the future… was truly hard to imagine.
“Should I touch it for you?”
“What? Ah, no, heuk!”
The moment Muyoung touched him, his mind went blank. Sunyul twisted his hips without realizing it.
“Ah, ah… No, don’t, aht, ah, ah!”
Semen was instantly ejaculated from his penis, which had felt like it was about to come at any moment. Semen dripped onto the sheet. The post-ejaculatory languor washed over Sunyul.
“Ha, eugh, eut……”
Holding the limply drooping body, Muyoung continued his thrusts. Sunyul writhed in pleasure.
“Ah, aheut! I just, came… Aht, aheuh, ah!”
“Hoo… I haven’t come yet.”
Muyoung kept thrusting frantically until he finally came inside Sunyul.
Only belatedly realizing he had come inside without a condom, Muyoung wondered if this was okay. According to Sunyul’s trait, it should be fine, but he was still worried.
However, the sweet scent that still lingered made Muyoung’s reason hazy. Well, he had decided to check it at least once…….
Muyoung kissed Sunyul. Sunyul, simply happy, wrapped his arms around Muyoung’s neck.
Little did he know that he would end up crying and begging him to stop after they continued again.
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“Haaah……”
It was morning, but his back ached. His butt seemed to hurt a little too.
‘It must be my imagination.’
It was all clean now without any redness. Sunyul, who thought it was a shame that it was all clean, soon clutched his head. What was there to be ashamed about? He needed to get a grip. After being scolded like that yesterday.
Really… last night was no joke. It was so good, but he didn’t think he could do it twice. No, could he if he had to? It wasn’t like he hadn’t liked it.
“……”
Thinking about last night made his face turn red on its own. The Muyoung of last night was truly lewd.
“It was no joke……”
As he muttered, the bedroom door opened. Sunyul was startled. Muyoung, still in light attire, walked inside.
“Ah, good morning.”
“Yeah. Did you sleep well?”
“Yeees.”
“Come here for a second.”
The place Muyoung beckoned him to was, unexpectedly, the bathroom. Muyoung ordered the blankly standing Sunyyul.
“Take off your pants.”
“What?! Why, why?”
“Because I came inside you yesterday. We need to get the semen out.”
“It, it should have dissolved, though?”
The constellation had definitely explained that anything that entered Sunyul’s body would be dissolved due to his trait [Otherworlder], and he had relayed this to Muyoung. But Muyoung’s attitude was firm.
“I have to check if it has dissolved for sure. And to see if what your constellation said is true.”
“B-but……”
“Don’t be embarrassed and hurry up. We have to get to work.”
‘How can I not be embarrassed!’
Sunyul, half-crying, reluctantly took off his pants. Muyoung took out some gel he had gotten from who knows where, dabbed a little on his finger, and unhesitatingly delved inside Sunyul.
“Heut……”
A moan escaped Sunyul’s lips on its own.
Unlike the flushed Sunyul, Muyoung had a serious look on his face as he felt around inside Sunyul. Even after checking several times, he couldn’t find a trace of the semen he had shot inside last night. Even though he had come inside him multiple times.
After a long while, Muyoung pulled his hand out.
“It seems what that constellation said is true.”
“……Yes.”
Muyoung stared at his hand, glistening with something other than gel, then took hold of Sunyul’s penis.
“Heut!”
“Then shall we finish up and get ready for work?”
Sunyul, who was already thoroughly stimulated and eager, nodded with a reddened face.
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Parting ways with Muyoung who was heading to the guild master’s office, Sunyul headed to the cafe. He planned to buy something at the cafe and then go to the research lab.
While waiting for his order, he saw a familiar face walking toward him from a distance. It was none other than Bada. Bada approached Sunyul with a very pleased expression.
“Sunyul, hi.”
“……Hi.”
After it was revealed that Sunyul was Lim Sunyul, the person whose attitude changed the most was Bada. He still couldn’t get used to that attitude.
Seeing Sunyul, Bada tilted his head.
“You smell nice today.”
Bada’s face was suddenly right up close. Sunyul was startled and took a step back without realizing it. He was a little surprised, wondering if the lingering scent of the perfume remained even though he had washed thoroughly.
Bada, even more surprised than Sunyul, took a step back.
“Ah… sorry. I was just trying to smell it, but I see how that could have been unpleasant……”
Bada’s face, as he apologized, was bright red. Whether from being upset or embarrassed. Either way, Sunyul felt a little sorry for Bada.
It was so transparent that Bada liked Sunyul, but Sunyul wasn’t the Lim Sunyul that Bada liked.
“It’s not that it was unpleasant, I was just a little surprised.”
“I didn’t mean to do something you’d hate.”
Despite the apology, Bada was self-deprecating. Bada wiped his extremely gloomy face with his hand.
“I know things are going well with Kwon Muyoung.”
“It’s not like that.”
Sunyul denied it reflexively. At those words, Bada let out a smirk.
“What do you mean, it’s not.”
“……”
“Because you’ve liked that guy since way back.”
After saying that, Bada said he would be on his way and left without even ordering a drink. Left alone, Sunyul was lost in thought.
Of course, he did like Muyoung, but……. it felt a little strange for him to talk about it like it was an extension of what the past Sunyul had done.
He suddenly became curious. About the Sunyul of the past.
As soon as lunchtime arrived, Sunyul went up to the guild master’s office. And after waiting for Muyoung to finish his lunch, he went to the break room with him, lay down with his head on Muyoung’s lap on the sofa, and looked up at Muyoung as he asked.
“Mr. Guild Master.”
“What is it.”
“What was I like in the past?”
To be honest, he was a little nervous asking something like this. He was worried that he might recall his memories by 괜히 hearing stories related to his past self.
But he was curious. He was certainly curious about himself, but he was so, so curious about what the Sunyul that Muyoung saw was like.
“Why so suddenly.”
“I’m just, you know, curious.”
“……I don’t know much. Someone else would probably know better than me. Like Go Yoonjae.”
“I don’t want to know a lot.”
He didn’t want to know too much. Hearing the details would only unnecessarily stimulate his memories. A story at the level of just listening to someone else’s tale would be enough.
Muyoung looked down at Sunyul, tidied up his messy bangs, and then opened his mouth.
“I don’t know the details either. You awakened at sixteen and then lived in the dorms……. You know this stuff too, right?”
“I do. Ah, and I also know I was in an orphanage before that. Because I didn’t have parents.”
“……Right.”
Muyoung’s tone was cautious. Sunyul smiled brightly.
“I don’t really mind.”
“Then that’s a relief.”
Muyoung fell into thought. He seemed to be mulling over what to talk about. Sunyul stared up at Muyoung.
“The story of how we first met. Please tell me about that in a little more detail.”
“Mm.”
Muyoung’s eyes slowly scanned the air, as if tracing back through his memories.
“It was definitely… at the Office of Special Abilities where we first met. You were with Shim Jaehee. Shim Jaehee introduced you to me, but you were too nervous to even greet me properly.”
“I was?”
“You couldn’t even say your name properly and stuttered. And after stuttering, you held back tears with a face that looked like you wanted to run away.”
“……Please forget that.”
“And you were super obvious about liking me.”
Sunyul felt his face flush.
“You brought an autograph board but couldn’t bring yourself to ask for one, so Shim Jaehee had to ask for you. He asked me to give you an autograph.”
Why did I ask about this? Sunyul wanted to hide in a mouse hole. But… what happened to the autograph he received back then. He must have treasured it. Did it disappear? Just like all of Sunyul’s possessions had disappeared?
Anyway, that wasn’t what was important right now. Sunyul gingerly got up from his spot, picked up a cushion from the side of the sofa, and covered his face with it. Seeing him, Muyoung let out a smirk.
“I was only twenty-two back then, too, so I wasn’t like I am now. I was probably blunt, which is why you couldn’t talk to me.”
A blunt, twenty-two-year-old Kwon Muyoung……. He couldn’t imagine it, but he was so curious. With his face buried in the cushion, Sunyul perked up his ears.
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