MW 59

Gulp.

Already hungry, Yijae picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

Chew, chew. 

With every bite of the beef, juices flowed out, and the smoky flavor of the charcoal fire stimulated his tongue.

“It’s delicious!”

Giving a thumbs-up, he picked up the largest piece and offered it to Jaeha, as if telling him to hurry up and try some too.

How could it be this good with just a little salt sprinkled on it? It wasn’t that he had never eaten beef before, but this was the first time he realized it could be this tender.

Yijae recalled the rice cake soup, which had pieces of rice cake and beef in a white broth, and a bitter smile formed on his lips as he thought about how his present situation was incomparable to when he had eaten that.

“Let’s go to a nearby beach tomorrow. There won’t be anyone there, so it’ll be a good place for just the two of us to hang out.”

Having eaten beef and even a dessert called s’mores, Yijae rolled his tongue inside his mouth, which was filled with sweetness, and turned his head.

“If we go to the beach, are we going to swim too?”

“We can, or we don’t have to. You can do whatever you want to do.”

It was true that he wanted to see the ocean, but if asked whether he wanted to go in, the answer was no. In fact, rather than liking water, he had a greater fear of it.

That was because a few years ago, Dohae had pushed Yijae into the pond at the mansion, and to make matters worse, he had gotten a cramp in his leg and couldn’t move properly, almost dying. Just thinking about that memory made his body stiffen, and he would have the illusion that his mouth was about to fill with water at any moment.

Fortunately, at Jaeha’s words telling him to do whatever he wanted, Yijae’s expression relaxed and he nodded his head.

“Is that good?”

This time, Yijae asked as he watched Jaeha, who was roasting a marshmallow skewered on a stick biscuit that was coated in chocolate.

“This?”

“No, the wine over there…”

Thinking of the disgraceful scene he had made while drunk, he had said he wouldn’t drink today out of embarrassment, but now that he saw him drinking, he was curious what it tasted like.

“Want to try some?”

“Then, can I have just one sip?”

Instead of answering, Jaeha took the wine glass and held it out. Putting down the cookie he was holding, Yijae grasped the glass with both hands and drew a smile on his lips as he smelled the sweet aroma.

“I actually prepared a sweet one so we could drink it together. It should suit your taste too.”

He was right. Although the aftertaste was slightly bitter, the wine that touched his tongue was sweet and sour overall.

Sip, sip. 

Intoxicated by the sweetness, Yijae, who had downed almost a full glass of wine, rubbed his warmly flushed cheeks and lifted his head.

“I’m cold…”

The cold wind that blew in made his heated body shiver. There was no news of rain in the weather forecast, but dark clouds had gathered in the sky at some point.

“This won’t do. You’ll catch a cold at this rate. We can clean this up later, so let’s just go inside first.”

Seeing Yijae wrapped in a blanket over his single long-sleeved t-shirt, Jaeha felt worried and led him into the villa.

“Do you want to wash up first?”

Although he had showered before dinner, smoke had billowed up while grilling the meat, and the smell of the fire had seeped into his whole body. Jaeha brushed off the crumbs from around Yijae’s mouth and asked with a low laugh at the sight of his cheeks, which were flushed like peaches.

“Yeah… I’ll wash up.”

As Yijae tried to get up from the sofa where he had been sitting, he looked flustered as his legs, which had been tensed up all day while riding the horse, suddenly gave way.

“Huh, why, is this happening all of a sudden.”

He had walked in on his own just fine a little while ago, so were his legs broken or something?

With an embarrassed face, Yijae tensed his thighs again, but he frowned as he felt his legs screaming from muscle soreness.

“Need help?”

Jaeha let out a faint laugh, reached out his hand, and grabbed Yijae’s arm to help him up. Taken by surprise, he stood up, his thighs trembling against his will, and he tucked his upper lip inward.

Jaeha, who had very easily picked him up and carried him into the bathroom, set Yijae down on the floor and asked.

“Do you think you can wash up? Do you want to wash up tomorrow?”

“No, I can do it.”

They were trembling, but it wasn’t so bad that he would just collapse. Feeling the sensation slowly returning to his legs, which had lost their strength, perhaps due to his tension easing, Yijae pushed against his stomach with an awkward expression.

“I’m, I’m going to wash up. You should go wash up too, sunbae-nim…”

Jaeha took in the sight of the back of Yijae’s deeply bowed neck, which was flushed red, and felt the urge to touch it.

Having unconsciously reached out his hand, he saw the slender neck flinch and withdrew his hand, leaving the bathroom.

Turning the shower valve all the way to the right, Jaeha came to his senses as the cold water poured down on his head. He scowled at the change in his body, which was being faithful to instinct, unlike his reason.

After hesitating for a moment, he looked down at his lower half, which still showed no signs of calming down, and finally brought his hand down.

Wrapping his palm around the shaft, Jaeha gripped his penis with moderate force and quickly stroked it upward.

He felt a little hesitant about masturbating while thinking of Yijae, who was washing up in the other bathroom without a clue, but he closed his eyes as he recalled the perilous moments that had occurred several times today as well.

From Yijae’s actions of coming into his arms with his warm, soft body, to his round buttocks touching below him when they were horseback riding. Besides those, Yijae would have no idea how many thoughts Jaeha had to have just to pretend not to notice and turn a blind eye so he wouldn’t show an unseemly side of himself in front of him, even from his pretty face that would pop up at any given moment and from him just sitting there defenselessly.

Jaeha, who was quickening his pace, recalled Yijae’s chest, which he had seen earlier through the loose t-shirt.

“Haah…”

Feeling the moan he had been holding back burst through his teeth and his own semen mixing with the stream of cold water, he soon let out a heavy breath.

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Having managed to soothe the sensation that had been tormenting his lower half with a sticky heat, Jaeha came out and walked toward the figure lying on the bed, groaning, as he stared at his back.

“Yijae. What are you doing?”

“Ah, I think my thighs are a little stiff…”

As if he hadn’t heard his approach, Yijae sat up with a startled expression at Jaeha’s question. Jaeha’s gaze shifted to the thigh that his hand had touched, and he stared blankly for a moment at the pale, exposed leg before coming to his senses.

“Lie down. I’ll give you a massage.”

Seeing as his legs had kept giving out just a while ago, it seemed he had overexerted himself earlier.

Since he had kept straining his legs, which had no muscle, it was clear that he would suffer more tomorrow if they weren’t loosened up. He had Yijae, who was sitting on the bed, lie back down, then he grabbed his calf, which fit in one hand, and slowly began to loosen the muscle.

“Ahnng… Eut, wa, wait a minute!”

Startled once by the pressure on his leg and twice by the strange sound that had escaped his own mouth, Yijae tried to push Jaeha away, but his body flinched at the pleasant sensation that came after enduring the pain.

“Does it feel good?”

“Ah, euh… It, it feels good, but it, it hurts…”