Hwi, seemingly tireless, kept his lips pressed against Yunseo as though intent on melting him. The stimulation that built pleasure steadily but never brought him to the edge was torment. Yunseo pounded the bed with his toes and flailed his hand behind him.

"Stop… put it in, please. Darling, Hwi—!"

At the desperate plea, Hwi bit Yunseo's bottom and drew back. He exhaled roughly and rubbed his still-unabated, imposing member against the parting entrance.

At the familiar sensation, he felt as though he might fall apart entirely. Filled with blooming anticipation, the redness coloring Yunseo's cheeks deepened further. Hwi, who had been prodding the entrance again and again with his tip, twisted the corners of his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

"Ah…"

What pushed through the gap was a finger. Alongside the disappointment that it was not Hwi's member, a faint pleasure rose as the hand stroked the inner walls. Hwi slowly worked his finger inside Yunseo while lowering himself to press his lips to his nape.

He persistently trailed his lips down Yunseo's spine. Hwi's fingers gradually worked open the narrow inner flesh, and on what had been Yunseo's blank back, marks bloomed like petals falling in a row.

Being face-down meant he could not look at Hwi fully, but Hwi's skin and warmth were felt completely, and the sense of fullness did not subside. Hwi worked the entrance open with tantalizing slowness and softness, and whispered intermittently.

"Your heart is chirping again."

"Mm, yes…?"

"I can feel it with my ears, and with my fingertips."

It seemed to mean that his pulse was fast. The laughter that spread low was the kind that came when he found Yunseo endearing, and Yunseo turned his head to look up at Hwi. In the eyes that met his, affection shone clear amidst the steadily simmering desire.

His chest felt as though it might peel open like an overripe fruit. Yunseo let out a long, heated breath and blinked slowly. Even the small movement conveyed his meaning — Hwi pressed his lips to Yunseo's cheek several times and pulled his fingers out.

Soon, against his bottom, something warmer and larger than fingers touched him. When something thick suddenly pushed through the entrance, Yunseo stopped breathing. But as Hwi cupped Yunseo's chest in his full hand and slowly pressed in, the breath was freed.

He could feel clearly Hwi's member parting the inner flesh and pushing deep. When he finally reached all the way in, both men let out a gasp at the same moment.

Hwi pressed his lips to Yunseo's ear and slowly moved his hips. His member, drawing out languidly before pressing back in, scraped the inner walls and spread heat. The excessive fullness made his mind float away, and it felt as though his whole body might scatter like smoke.

"Ah, darling, mm, ah!"

"…Yunseo. You need to relax."

Hwi, his voice strained, gently rubbed Yunseo's stomach. Yunseo tried to focus on his touch and release the tension. Seizing that gap, Hwi's member slowly bore into the narrow inner flesh.

The sensation of being stretched tightly below was overwhelming, but the elation from taking Hwi in completely was considerable. Everywhere Hwi's hands touched, something seemed to bloom. Something very sweet and warm. Something longed-for and precious.

It had been a long time since they had been one like this. For some reason, he felt as though he might cry. It was merely a feeling, merely an emotion — but Hwi licked the corners of Yunseo's eyes. Yunseo laughed helplessly and wrapped his hand around Hwi's hand that was braced near his head.

As the movements continued, Yunseo's inner flesh loosened and yielded. Every time Hwi thrust upward, scraped, and ground somewhere, shudders ran in both directions, making his hair stand on end and his toes tingle. The entrance, as if it had a will of its own, clenched and released in time with Hwi's movements.

"Ahh, yes, ah—!"

"Hh, ht… does it feel good?"

"Mmh, yes, ah, hh!"

"Then you should say it feels good. That way I, hh, know, don't I."

"It's good, hah, good, it's good, mm!"

Yunseo could do nothing but repeat the same word over and over in exclamation. A low laugh escaped from Hwi, but even that was swallowed up by his rough moans.

Hwi thrust his hips down sharply and Yunseo's lower body collapsed. He fell sprawled onto the bed and before he could even right himself, Hwi completely covered him.

"Ahh, ah! Ah!"

Hwi's weight pressed down on Yunseo heavily. With their entire bodies in contact, his member plunged in again and again. Yunseo shuddered and writhed but was held by Hwi and could not move at all.

Interlaced fingers were tightly bound together. Hwi bit Yunseo's nape and a stinging pain shot through him — and that too leapt into the whirlpool of ecstasy and burst into flames of passionate heat.

Yunseo let out sharp cries and struggled, then pressed his lips to the back of Hwi's hand. Taking Hwi's fingers into his mouth, Hwi willingly offered his hand to Yunseo. Yunseo bit down on Hwi's fingertips and endured the tremors that shook his entire body madly.

"Mmh, yes! Hhk!"

"Hh, ah, Yunseo, Yuna—"

From "sir" to "Your Majesty," and then to "darling." Suddenly the time he had spent with Hwi flashed before his eyes like a panorama and drove Yunseo to climax.

He let Hwi's fingers fall from his mouth and threw his head back. His perineum rang with a tingling, and an overwhelming physical sensation spread from there to its surroundings. As Yunseo drew in a sharp breath and tensed his whole body, the inner walls narrowed the path. Hwi gritted his teeth, pressed his cheek to Yunseo's nape, and pushed through, thrusting deep.

"Ah—!"

"Ht—"

The inner flesh clenched tight, constricting the shaft. The blue veins on the back of Hwi's hand rose powerfully. In the aftermath of climax, Yunseo went limp, and simultaneously Hwi's body collapsed completely as well.

Heartbeats pounded from their overlapping bodies. Whose they were, he couldn't say — but whose they were didn't matter. His mind went white and no thoughts came. Only the presence at his back surrounded him and became a single world. The distant certainty that within this world nothing else was needed rose joyfully.

He listened quietly to the interweaving sounds of breathing. The alternating breaths, without any effort, gradually became one. Just as the corners of his lips rose faintly, Hwi gripped Yunseo's chin and rubbed his lips against his earlobe.

"You are mine. Aren't you?"

At the softly given question, he wanted to pull him into an embrace and roll around with him. Yunseo let the corners of his mouth crumble and affirmed.

"Yes. And you are mine. Aren't you?"

"Always."

"I want to see your face."

At Yunseo's request, Hwi slowly withdrew. As his member scraped out of the sensitively flushed interior, Yunseo trembled finely, then lay down to face Hwi. Reaching out, Hwi helped him sit up.

He quickly climbed onto Hwi's lap, and Hwi checked his forehead and nape. The moment the hand that confirmed there was no fever and he was sufficiently healthy pulled away, he took Hwi in again. Yunseo pulled Hwi close and sat all the way down.

Hwi stroked Yunseo's flushed back. From the interior, filled with seed, there came a wet sound like stepping in pooled water. Yunseo and Hwi matched each other's movements and pressed their lips together. It was the beginning of a long night.

Yunseo rose quietly and settled into the chair, stealing a glance back. Hwi was, for the first time in a long while, sunk in deep sleep — and had not woken even when Yunseo slipped from his embrace.

Proud of that, he watched for a while before pouring himself some tea. The warm tea heated his insides, and the ache from the previous night's lovemaking seemed to ease a little.

After slowly emptying the cup, he took out a sheet of paper. He ground the ink on the inkstone and was just about to pick up the brush when he sensed a presence. The moment he turned his head, Hwi was standing right behind him. Yunseo's shoulders flinched in surprise. He still could not get used to the man's ghost-like movements.

"Are you going to write a reply letter?"

"…Yes. I can't keep making him wait indefinitely."

Though he couldn't go out and return it in person, it would be proper courtesy to send a reply letter through someone. Wondering if even this might displease him, he checked Hwi's expression — and Hwi, with an indifferent face, pulled Yunseo's shoulder close.

"He will receive your letter before I do."

"Pardon?"

"You haven't written me so much as a single letter, yet you're being quite generous with others."

Yunseo blinked blankly, then let out a sigh. Come to think of it, he had only received the letters Hwi gave him, never writing one back. Feeling that it was natural for Hwi to be hurt, he hurriedly dipped the brush in ink.

"I'll write to you first."

"Would you do that?"

"Of course."

Having organized what to write in his head, Yunseo was just about to set brush to paper when he hesitated. He glanced at Hwi, who was staring intently from behind him, and covered the paper with his hand.

"Don't look."

"You'll show it to me anyway — what does it matter?"

"Even so."

It seemed he wouldn't be able to write the letter properly if Hwi kept peering in. He sent him a firm look, and Hwi laughed briefly, rubbed his finger against Yunseo's cheek, and went to sit across from him.