Kwon Taekjoo jolted when his breathing became labored.
He tried to tell Zhenya to stop, but Zhenya quieted him by pressing his tongue frimly against his.
Zhenya's hands slid down Kwon Taekjoo's wrist, intertwining their fingers through Kwon Taekjoo's clenched fists. As Kwon Taekjoo's right hand moved up, his fingertips brushed against something…
a long faucet shaped like a bar. The rush of water that began to flow confirmed its presence.
Kwon Taekjoo barely managed to pull his mouth away from Zhenya's gasping,
"Nngh, aahh aah, what are you…!"
Before he was left speechless. Zhenya stood there, soaked, droplets forming on his nose and chin, dripping onto Kwon Taekjoo's face. Each of Zhenya's pale eyelashes held drops that splashed against Kwon Taekjoo's cheeks.
The moment unfolded slowly before him. The blue eyes watching him sparkled brighter than ever. Unable to hold back, Kwon Taekjoo burst into laughter.
"Clever little bastard… you rely on your looks to save you, don't you?"
"I have no idea what your talking about,"
Zhenya said with a cheerful smile, feigning innocence
Kwon Taekjoo stood firmly against Zhenya's provocation, slowly opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue, locking his gaze on Zhenya, who was intensely focused on him.
Zhenya's lips hovered at the edge of his vision, and his eyelashes fluttered softly. Kwon Taekjoo was still thirsty.
Subtly, Kwon Taekjoo tilted his head back to catch the droplets of water from Zhenya's chin, his tongue tracing a path upward from Zhenya's throat to his ear, where he gave a gentle bite.
But It wasn't enough to truly quench his dry throat. Although Kwon Taekjoo knew this would only intensify his thirst, he couldn't bring himself to stop.
The steams of water flowing through Zhenya's ivory hair and slick face mingled and separated around the protrusion of his throat. For some reason, Kwon Taekjoo thought it would be a shame to just watch it happen.
He gently bit Zhenya's collarbone and sucked, eliciting a low moan from Zhenya's throat and causing his brow to furrow in response.
Kwon Taekjoo pulled away with a wet sound. In a hoarse voice, he commanded.
"…Yevgeny. Let go of my hands now."
Amazingly, Zhenya released Kwon Taekjoo's wrist. Kwon Taekjoo used his free arms to pull Zhenya closer by the neck as of anticipating the moment, Zhenya lifted him, and Kwon Taekjoo's legs wrapped tightly around him.
The two kissed each other with intensity, on the forehead, cheeks, lips and ears. Meanwhile, Zhenya's cock pressed against Kwon Taekjoo crotch, rubbing against his member.
The steady streams of water falling from above served as a lubricant, making their bodies slippery and intensifying the arousal that had once again flared up between them.
Zhenya was quick to press his hard hand erection against Kwon Taekjoo's ass. But he made no move to enter him. Instead he licked Kwon Taekjoo's cheek and casually led him into a kiss, waiting for him to melt in his arms.
Kwon Taekjoo, at first stiff due to his position, gradually began to relax. His tongue, entangled with Zhenya's, became more and more slippery and soft. Although Zhenya's cock had only brushed against his entrance before, Kwon Taekjoo now felt Zhenya's glans pushing inside him.
Zhenya moaned
"Taekjoo,"
before thrusting his cock into Kwon Taekjoo's softened hole. Kwon Taekjoo, initially relaxed in Zhenya's embrace, suddenly let out high-pitched moan, instinctively clinging to Zhenya.
"Agh…Nnn…slowly…"
"Of course, whatever you want."
Zhenya effortlessly lifted Kwon Taekjoo's body, tightening it against him, and began to fuck into his inner walls.
The shower continued to run for a long time, filling the bathroom with its persistent sound
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End of chapter.