PA 72

“Ah… I can’t hold it in.”

“I told you to go ahead and cum.”

Junhyuk held firmly onto Yejun’s prominent hip bones, continuing with his teasing answers. Instead, he spurred on his fierce fucking. Yejun twisted his whole body wildly, trying to escape his embrace somehow, but it was no use. He could no longer hold back the surging feeling of cumming and the need to urinate.

“Ah…”

Clear water spurted out from Yejun’s penis along with semen. Even so, Junhyuk did not stop fucking. He continued to slam his cock roughly deep inside his hole. Junhyuk, too, was overcome by an intense urge to cum, and he poured his milky-white semen into Yejun’s hole.

“Hah… hah.”

Junhyuk collapsed on top of Yejun’s body, letting out ragged breaths. The two lay there, entangled like that, for a long while.

“Yejun.”

“Go away.”

Yejun pushed Junhyuk, who was burying his face in the nape of his neck, to the side.

“Are you mad?”

“…I don’t know.”

Yejun turned his back and answered a beat later. Junhyuk tried to wrap his arms around Yejun’s waist from behind, but Yejun got up and went into the bathroom. Sensing Yejun’s unusual mood, Junhyuk tried to follow him into the bathroom, but the bathroom door was locked.

“Yejun.”

“……”

Despite Junhyuk’s call, no answer came back from inside the bathroom. Junhyuk recalled when Yejun had just cum, and barely holding back his laughter, he continued speaking.

“That was water.”

“I don’t know, don’t bring that up.”

“It’s true. Water came out because you liked it so much.”

“Still.”

Junhyuk continued to soothe Yejun, who was being so adorable. Only after a long while did Yejun open the door a crack.

“Why, were you embarrassed?”

“…Yeah.”

Junhyuk continued to soothe Yejun even as he filled the bathtub with water.

“What does it matter when it’s just us?”

“Who’s going to wash those sheets?”

“Ah, you really don’t have to worry about that.”

“I don’t know.”

The servants in the house all knew about Junhyuk and Yejun’s relationship, but they never spoke of it. Still, Yejun was silent for a long time, as if he was worried.

“I’ll do the laundry for you.”

“Have you ever even run a washing machine?”

“I have.”

Yejun remained silent, even though he knew Junhyuk was lying. He let out another sigh.

“I’ve filled the tub, so for now, just rest.”

“Okay.”

Junhyuk pulled Yejun into the bathtub. Junhyuk embraced him first and sat Yejun down in front of him.

“No, this tub is big enough for two people to sit side by side, do you have to sit overlapping with me?”

“Yes.”

Junhyuk wrapped his arms around Yejun’s slender waist and pulled him straight toward his body. Only then did Yejun notice Junhyuk’s state and hurriedly tried to get up.

“I think it would be better for me to just take a light shower.”

“They’ll change the bed sheets while we’re washing up.”

“No…”

Realizing Junhyuk’s massive cock was poking his butt, Yejun hurriedly tried to get up, but he was caught by Junhyuk’s hand.

“I can’t… I can’t do it anymore.”

“Just once.”

Junhyuk lifted Yejun slightly and pushed his cock into his hole. The hole, which had been holding Junhyuk’s cock until just a moment ago, opened without resistance and devoured the massive cock once again. Junhyuk’s breathing grew slightly rougher, and Yejun could only let out a long sigh.

“There might be people outside, so be careful not to make any noise…”

Thwack!

It was before Yejun could even finish his sentence. Junhyuk, who had lifted Yejun’s light body slightly, let go of his body in mid-air. At the same time, his brick-hard, massive cock began to slam deep into Yejun’s hole.

☂︎

Junhyuk mobilized a private jet to bring Yejun to Spain. But as soon as Yejun arrived in Barcelona, he ran to the cafe where Gyeongchan was. And then, the first thing he did was help him with his work. Yejun added words that turned Junhyuk’s stomach inside out, saying that Gyeongchan must have had a very hard time all by himself.

Yejun’s outrageous behavior didn’t end there. The regular customers who remembered him expressed their intense delight as if meeting a lover they had missed. To top it all off, Yejun even kindly made them coffee. Junhyuk’s insides burned, but he didn’t complain because Yejun looked so happy.

Still, the scheduled day finally arrived. Junhyuk woke up earlier than ever, his heart filled with excitement.

Yejun, after consulting with Junhyuk, had not disposed of the house he had lived in in Spain. Junhyuk liked this house that had Yejun’s touch on it. When he opened the window, the Mediterranean Sea spread out below the hill came into view. With that turquoise sea in the background, Junhyuk looked at the small flowerpots that Yejun had carefully tended.

Junhyuk, who had been gazing out the window for a long time, suddenly came to his senses and approached the bed where Yejun was sleeping. Then, he sat on the edge of the head of the bed and whispered in Yejun’s ear.

“Yejun.”

“…Yeah?”

“You have to get up.”

“Already?”

“There’s somewhere we have to go.”

“Where?”

Yejun found it hard to wake from sleep because he had been pestered by Junhyuk yesterday as well, but he laboriously raised his body at his urging. Then, the sight of Junhyuk, perfectly dressed in a black tuxedo, came into Yejun’s view. Next to him, a pure white tuxedo for Yejun to wear was neatly laid out.

“What’s this?”

“The clothes you’ll wear for our wedding.”

Today, for some reason, Junhyuk seemed to shine more brilliantly than ever before.

“When did you prepare something like this?”

“I’ll tell you on the way in the car. Hurry up and wash up and come out.”

“Uh, okay.”

Yejun entered the bathroom with a slightly dazed look on his face.

A short while later, a white limousine was standing in front of Junhyuk and Yejun, who had finished getting ready. Junhyuk opened the car door so that Yejun could get in.

“After you.”

“…Thanks.”

Yejun had absolutely no idea what was going on in this situation. He was merely moving his body, led by Junhyuk’s hand.

“Is it hot?”

“I’m fine.”

Whenever Yejun saw the lush trees and the refreshingly blue sea, he would always be reminded of verdant youth. Today as well, looking up at the dazzlingly bright sky of Barcelona, he let out a thin, trembling sigh, looking somewhat nervous.

“Are we having the wedding here?”

“That’s right.”

The limousine carrying them entered the quiet El Raval district of Barcelona and slowly stopped in front of an old cathedral.

“Let’s get out.”

“Okay.”

Junhyuk held tightly onto the hand of Yejun, who seemed very nervous, and they passed through a charming yet elegantly decorated garden.

“This is the cathedral where we’ll have our wedding.”

“Ah…”

It was a small cathedral located in a quiet corner of the village, with almost no tourists. They slowly entered the old cathedral, built in a solid and ancient Romanesque style. Passing through a cloister filled with intricate and delicate sculptures, they entered the interior of the church, where simple arches cozily enveloped the space.

Just below the vaulted ceiling was a single small, round window. A single ray of light coming through that window quietly seeped into the cathedral’s interior. That small ray of light colored this solemn space even more reverently. This was a calm space that left a lasting impression on one’s inner self.

Yejun looked around the inside of the cathedral, which was softly lit by numerous candles and cream-colored lights. The first thought that came to mind was that it was heartbreakingly beautiful. The thought that he would perform the sacred ceremony of vowing to spend his life with Junhyuk here made his heart pound with excitement.

Yejun’s gaze, standing at the entrance of the sanctuary decorated full of white roses, moved along the virgin road decorated with lilies, and then to the altar with its sublime atmosphere at the end of the path. Just in front of the altar stood the priest who would officiate the wedding, looking neat, and the pews were filled with Gyeongchan and Wooju, as well as cafe customers and Yejun’s school friends, packing the sanctuary.

The people, who discovered Junhyuk and Yejun appearing at the entrance of the sanctuary, clapped their hands and let out cheers. Amidst the people’s blessings, Junhyuk and Yejun stood side by side at the beautifully decorated entrance of the sanctuary, waiting to enter.

From among the fifty thousand thoughts that came to his mind, Yejun deliberately recalled only the happiest memories. It was then. Junhyuk smiled brightly and held Yejun’s hand tightly. As if to steady his heart.

At that moment, the wedding march from the pipe organ rang out majestically. Amidst the fervent cheers of the people, Yejun and Junhyuk simultaneously took a step onto the virgin road.