Only then did,
Kwon Taekjoo gradually pull away from him. At the same time, a ragged breath escaped Zhenya, his damp lashes fluttering.
"Wait here, I'll take a bath and come back."
With a light pat on Zhenya's flushed cheek, Kwon Taekjoo stood up and headed toward the bathroom. However, he had barely taken a few steps when he felt a strong tug on his hair.
In the next moment, before he could even turn around, Zhenya had pulled him back into an embrace, and they both collapsed to the floor under their own weight.
"Uugh,damn it, that hurts!"
"Taekjoo, you always tease me. Were you thay impatient?"
"Talk about the pot calling kettle black. Ugh let go of me. I can't breathe."
Kwon Taekjoo struck Zhenya's arm with all his strength, but it was useless. Zhenya only tightened his grip. Thanks to his unprecedented display of brute strength, it was becoming harder and harder for Kwon Taekjoo to even breathe.
He tried to wiggle free from Zhenya's arms, but his efforts were crushed as Zhenya's full weight pressed down on him.
"Taekjoo, Taekjoo…"
Zhenya buried his face in Kwon Taekjoo's hair, calling his name over and over again. Kwon Taekjoo could feel his hot breath against his scalp and neck.
A hard, unmistakable bulge persistently dug into his hip. It was surprising how a simple kiss had reduced Zhenya's usually arrogant behavior to this. A sigh escaped Kwon Taekjoo
"Hey, hold on a second! Ugh, just wait. Is this really the right time for this? Listen to me, you idiot!"
"'The right time?' Please. Humans are creatures that have sex even in times of war. It's part of our instinct."
Kwon Taekjoo tried to resist, but Zhenya pinned him down, giving his chest a firm squeeze while biting his neck.Kwon Taekjoo gritted his teeth as a sharp pain shot through him, while Zhenya impatiently twisted born of Kwon Taekjoo's nipples through his thick military uniform and sucked on the back of his neck.
When Kwon Taekjoo turned his head away, Zhenya bit his ear instead, unfazed. Kwon Taekjoo struggled for a while before finally managing to push Zhenya off with his elbow.
"Seriously, what the hell? Are you an animal?"
"Your the one who pushed me over the edge, so you should take responsibility instead of backing out."
"Oh, so you wanted to do it in the helicopter? Or maybe try it in a lifeboat?"
"Don't get smart with me."
"Why don't you stop complaining and relax for a bit? While we're here, neither Cuba nor Mexico can touch us,"
Zhenya said, quickly addressing the source of Kwon Taekjoo's anxiety.
But the more Zhenya spoke, the deeper Kwon Taekjoo's suspicions grew. What kind of man owned such an extravagant yacht and had the power to protect them from both Cuba and Mexico?
And what had Zhenya offered in return? Was it something that could potentially leave Zhenya vulnerable.
As Kwon Taekjoo remained silent, Zhenya turned him over by the shoulder. Kwon Taekjoo looked at him with wary eyes.
"What? Are you still worried?"
"….."
"You still don't believe me?"
Kwon Taekjoo didn't respond he just stared at Zhenya with a conflicted look.
"Than trust me."
Kwon Taekjoo's eyes widened slightly at those words. Zhenya looked at him with piercing intensity, a daring smile playing on his lips.
His blue eyes, reflecting Kwon Taekjoo's face were filled with confidence.
"Bet everything on me, Taekjoo. I'll destroy all your worries completely."
How ironic for him to say that, considering he was the very source of Kwon Taekjoo's worries. Kwon Taekjoo couldn't help but laught at Zhenya's bold and absurd statement.
Suddenly, Zhenya's face drew closer to his lips intertwined as Zhenya's rough breath seeped into Taekjoo's mouth.
Kwon Taekjoo was in trouble. His heart had softened the moment he heard Zhenya recklessly tell him to trust him. There was no logical reason for it… no possible justification.
And it was all because he felt secure knowing Zhenya was on his side. He knew he couldn't afford to Rely too much on Zhenya, but when it came to him, Kwon Taekjoo couldn't help but be swept away, unable to stand on his own.
With a frustrated sigh, Kwon Taekjoo grabbed the back of Zhenya's neck, tilting his head to draw Zhenya's desperate tongue into his mouth.
"Haa, Haa…"
The remains of Kwon Taekjoo's mangled military equipment lay strewn across the bathroom floor. Kwon Taekjoo leaned against the wall under the shower head with heaving breaths, his chest raising and falling under the pressure of his harness.
the undershirt that clung to his body was already rolled up to the level of his neck. His nipples, which had been nibbled and sucked, glistened with a wet trail of saliva.
His half-ripped briefs stretched against the holster on his leg, clinging desperately to the side of his thigh. Zhenya's eyes lifted with satisfaction at the sight of Kwon Taekjoo totally disheveled.
Zhenya gazed intently at Kwon Taekjoo's flushed face and set to work diligently to stretch his hole. Thanks to Zhenya having to squeezed a whole bottle of body oil inside him, his entire hole and the floor were slippery.
Kwon Taekjoo pushed his elbow back and could barely support his body.
"Mm, ugh, mmm…"
Another long finger pushed though. Kwon Taekjoo squeezed his eyes tightly shut at the sensation of Zhenya's fingers stretching his walls and opening him deeper. Despite having fucked Zhenya countless times, for some reason he could never quite get used to the feeling.
Numerous wounds, large and small, cover his body, but he had no chance to feel the pain. Every cell in his body was uniquely attuned to the constant pleasure coming from below.
As Zhenya continued to stimulate him, Kwon Taekjoo's impatience increased. Every second and every minute dragged on for what felt like an eternity.