Cozy Obsession

“Are you just going to keep teasing and not put it in today as well?”When Heemin asked provocatively once more, Yiheon’s black pupils, dilated with desire, flashed with a dangerous light. The pheromone scent emanating from him grew stronger than usual. His gaze deepened, as if challenging, and it was aimed directly at Heemin’s cheek.“Spread your legs wider.”The low, husky voice resonated in Heemin’s ears. Obediently, he spread his thighs apart, and Yiheon unhesitatingly thrust his long, firm fingers into the now exposed entrance.“…Ugh.”The movement of the intruding fingers was rough. Although Heemin had urged him to hurry and put it in, the foreign sensation, no matter how many times he experienced it, was something he couldn’t get used to. He involuntarily tightened his entrance while trying to suppress his breath. Yiheon, now serious and no longer smiling, scolded him as if chastising.“Relax. How long do you plan to keep me from putting my dick in?”Perhaps because Heemin wasn’t in heat, the tight entrance could barely accommodate just one of Yiheon’s fingers. Anxious, he bit his lower lip nervously, only for Yiheon to spread his cheeks with his other hand to widen the entrance.“Ugh, ah…”The tightly clasped wrinkles of his entrance stretched, allowing the cold air to seep in between the gaps. Instinctively, Heemin’s nape shrunk, and his skin tingled as chills ran down his spine. The sensation inside his walls, both cool and stimulating, made him shiver.“Ki… Kiss me, hyung.”Heemin was eager to accept Yiheon’s length and become one with him, but his unprepared lower half was frustratingly uncooperative. Desperate, he stretched out his arms to wrap them around Yiheon’s neck.Yiheon seemed just as impatient, as if frustrated by Heemin’s body not relaxing. Before Heemin could even clasp his hands together, Yiheon lowered his head and crushed his lips against Heemin’s in a rough kiss.“Mm…”As Heemin moaned softly, welcoming the tongue that parted his lips, Yiheon thrust another finger inside him. Perhaps because he was focused on their entwined tongues, the insertion felt smoother than before.Yiheon repeatedly pushed his fingers in and out, brushing his tongue against the inside of Heemin’s teeth. The lewd, squelching sounds grew louder in the room. The precum that had accumulated inside began to flow out, soaking the already damp entrance.“…Mm, ah…”As Yiheon moved his fingers back and forth for a while, they eventually halted inside Heemin, wiggling slightly. Heemin’s body, heated and sensitive from arousal, reacted sharply to even the smallest movement. His legs twisted, and his toes curled involuntarily.When Heemin shuddered and moaned, Yiheon, as if to show off, wrapped his tongue around Heemin’s and sucked on it hard. He twisted his wrist, swirling his fingers inside before running them along the textured walls, finally pressing firmly against the spot that made Heemin feel the most.“Ah, ahh, ah…!”For a moment, Heemin’s vision blurred as tears welled up in his eyes. The intense pleasure surged through his body, spreading everywhere from his spine. Even though Yiheon hadn’t touched his front, precum was already leaking from the tip of his penis, which was pressed against his lower abdomen.It felt like he was on the verge of climaxing. Unable to endure the tingling sensation in his belly any longer, Heemin forcibly pulled his lips away, exhaling in short, shallow breaths.Sweat dripped from Yiheon’s forehead, and his sleek nose hovered just in front of Heemin’s face. Heemin gazed at him pleadingly, silently asking for a moment to rest, but Yiheon ignored the plea and relentlessly pressed against his prostate.“Ahhh!”Heemin’s hands, gripping the sheets, trembled violently. His moans rose in pitch as he threw his head back. Though they hadn’t even started the main act, it felt like a storm was raging in his mind.However, Heemin’s body, having experienced backdoor play multiple times, knew that this was far from enough. He craved something much thicker, firmer, and hotter than Yiheon’s fingers to press against that spot.If he was going to be a mess anyway, he might as well be a mess with Yiheon inside him.“Hyung… Please, ah!”“Please what?”Yiheon replied indifferently, moving his free hand to pinch Heemin’s erect nipple. It was a spot that had been teased so much it had become overly sensitive, and just a touch made Heemin cry out. Caught between pain and pleasure, tears welled up in his eyes as he begged Yiheon.“Not this… I want… I want your cock, ahh!”His body trembled as the urge to climax grew stronger. Just one more squeeze on his nipples or a push inside, and he felt like he would lose control and ejaculate.Seeing Heemin on the verge of tears, Yiheon finally withdrew his fingers, which had been ruthlessly exploring his insides. With his face full of arousal, Yiheon slipped on a condom and gripped Heemin’s hips, lifting his lower body as he spoke.“I don’t want to hurt you, so relax.”This was the first time they were engaging in such an act with a clear mind, so naturally, Heemin was nervous. He did his best to relax his body, wrapping his legs around Yiheon’s waist as instructed.“I’m putting it in.”Positioning himself on the bed with his knees, Yiheon gently lowered his hips. Today, Heemin didn’t mind if things got rough, but even in his intense state of arousal, Yiheon seemed to restrain himself, mindful not to hurt Heemin.Yiheon’s gentle care made Heemin’s chest tighten with emotion. All Heemin wanted now was to be connected with Yiheon, both body and soul.Fortunately, the prolonged foreplay had loosened the tight entrance. As soon as Yiheon’s tip touched the entrance, it began to swallow it eagerly, prompting him to inhale sharply as he gradually pushed his length inside.“Ah…!”The sensation of being split in two hit Heemin, causing his breath to hitch. The tight walls inside stretched to their limit, vividly registering the heat and pressure of Yiheon’s thick length. The difference from fingers was like night and day.However, rather than pain, a strange sensation, closer to shivering pleasure, spread through his body. Yiheon’s cock wasn’t even halfway in yet, but the overwhelming pleasure surged to Heemin’s head. His body, unusually sensitive today, made him shudder and cry.“Hyung, hyung… I feel strange, ugh, strange… Ah!”There was no doubt that something was wrong with his sensory system. The stimuli, overwhelming and intense, cascaded down like a torrential downpour. Inside, it felt like sparks were flying, turning his vision white.“You can’t back out after getting me all worked up.”Heemin tried desperately to move back by gripping the sheets and pushing his hips away, but it was useless. Yiheon grabbed his retreating waist, applying his weight as he thrust deeply.“Ah, ahh, ah…!”As the thick cock pushed through and pressed against the convulsing inner walls, an explosion of pleasure burst within Heemin like a flash of lightning. Shaking all over as if struck by thunder, Heemin couldn’t even scream, his limbs going limp.“I didn’t cum… Did you go dry just from putting it in?”Heemin thought he had already climaxed, but his cock, although glistening with precum, hadn’t released anything yet.Yiheon paused his movements and carefully observed Heemin’s state. As he scrutinized Heemin’s tear-streaked, sweat-smeared face, a smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he asked,“You’re that sensitive, huh? Does my cock feel that good?”“Yeah… It’s… good… so good…”Heemin answered honestly with a voice that trembled and broke. Perhaps it was because his feelings for Yiheon had deepened, but he hadn’t expected to feel such intense satisfaction just from being penetrated, even without being in heat.He was starting to understand why ‘Cha Yiheon’ had been so eager to pursue ‘Seo Heemin,’ who had tried to push him away. In those moments of connection, it felt as if both body and mind were truly one, free from the interference of emotions like hatred, resentment, and anger, leaving only the primal urge to desire one another.Yiheon exhaled heavily and shifted Heemin’s body to the side, still keeping his cock inside. The angle change made the penetration feel deeper, hitting places it hadn’t touched before.“Uh… Hngh, ah!”It wasn’t even a forceful thrust, but Heemin’s throat vibrated with a deep moan. As his upper body involuntarily turned, Yiheon grasped his right arm and intertwined their fingers.“If I go all the way, you won’t be able to get up tomorrow. What do you want me to do?”Wasn’t it already all the way in? Heemin’s half-closed eyelids fluttered as he tried to confirm below, but the new position made it difficult to see.While Heemin was in shock, Yiheon slowly started moving, gradually exploring Heemin’s insides with measured, deliberate thrusts.“Hngh, uh… ugh… hngh.”Each time Yiheon pulled out, the inner walls clung to his cock, only to release and grip it again as he pushed back in. Heemin squeezed Yiheon’s hand tightly, enduring the penetration.Even though the thrusts weren’t rough, the steady pressure as Yiheon’s cock glided in and out, brushing against the prostate, was enough to drive him crazy. Every time his inner walls were pushed aside, a shiver ran through Heemin’s lower body.“Hyung, Yiheon hyung… Ah!”“Call me Yiheon-ah.”“Heon-ah… Yiheon-ah.”“Haa, Heemin-ah.”Yiheon lifted one of Heemin’s legs, draping it over his shoulder. Heemin’s thigh, lacking strength, rested awkwardly as his ankle slipped in the sweat-soaked air, altering the angle of penetration.“Ah, ah!”When Yiheon’s thick cock hit a spot Heemin wasn’t used to, his vision blurred for a moment. Despite the intense sensation, he couldn’t see clearly, sparking a sense of fear.Instinctively, Heemin clenched down on Yiheon’s cock, gripping him tightly. Yiheon leaned down and captured Heemin’s lips in a kiss. Clinging to Yiheon as if holding onto a lifeline, Heemin wrapped his tongue around Yiheon’s, moving his body in rhythm with him.As Yiheon’s pheromones flooded Heemin’s senses and their lips clashed heatedly, their bodies moved together, creating friction. The more deeply they connected, the more intense the pleasure became. Heemin could feel every vein and ridge of Yiheon’s cock dragging along his inner walls.It felt like his mind was collapsing; he couldn’t think anymore. His hips began to move on their own, his internal muscles contracting to squeeze Yiheon even tighter.“I’m… I’m going to come. Haa.”“Come with me.”Yiheon pressed Heemin’s bucking hips down and began thrusting rapidly. Heemin couldn’t catch his breath. Just as he was about to let out another moan, Yiheon’s cock slipped out, only to slam back inside. The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room, creating a small echo.“Hngh, ah, ah!”Heemin’s sweat-soaked neck arched as his mouth opened wide. The lingering aftershocks of pleasure barely had time to settle before Yiheon’s relentless thrusts forced another moan from his lips.He tried to grasp the sheets that had been pushed aside, but his hands missed. In the end, Heemin dug his nails into Yiheon’s shoulders, clinging to him for support. The pressure might leave marks, but there was no other way to endure the relentless penetration.Perhaps Heemin’s desperate grip only fueled Yiheon further, as his dark eyes, clouded with pleasure, gleamed dangerously. A thick, sharp wave of pheromones enveloped Heemin. Just as he felt like he couldn’t breathe, Yiheon pushed in deeply, with more force than before.“Hngh, ah, it’s too fast, ah… ah…!”Yiheon’s movements became even faster, as if his body was rushing towards climax. A tingling sensation crawled up from Heemin’s toes, racing up to the top of his head. His insides felt like they were about to explode.As his overheated inner walls clung to Yiheon’s cock, trembling, Yiheon lost control, thrusting fiercely while hitting all the right spots.“You’re so beautiful.”“Hngh, ah, hngh, ahh!”“Every part of you is so beautiful… haa. You’re driving me insane. Screw fate, I’ll never let you go.”Heemin couldn’t hold out any longer as the overwhelming pleasure washed over him. When he finally let go of the last thread of restraint, warm liquid spilled across his chest and stomach. At the same time, he felt Yiheon’s cock buried deep inside him.“I’m sorry… for bringing you back… I had no choice… Forgive me, Heemin-ah.”Through the haze of fading consciousness, Heemin heard Yiheon’s low, regretful voice faintly in his ear. Before he could process those sorrowful words, a wave as vast as the universe crashed over him, and Heemin lost consciousness.* * *“My nipples are stinging.”Heemin grumbled, sipping on a thick banana-flavored milk. The last bit disappeared, leaving the container empty, and the sound of the straw scraping the bottom echoed.“If you’re done, put it down and get ready to go up.”“They keep stinging because you kept sucking on them.”“Just put some ointment on them when we get home.”Yiheon replied nonchalantly, turning the steering wheel. A slight smirk tugged at one side of his lips, showing that he wasn’t sorry at all and was instead amused by Heemin’s complaints.“…Jerk.”After Heemin briefly lost consciousness from the intensity of the penetration, Yiheon continued to devour him until the very last moment, sucking on every part of his body. It had only been a day since they last touched, yet Yiheon seemed to be filling a hunger as if he hadn’t eaten in days, consuming Heemin like a feast.From head to toe, there wasn’t a single spot that Yiheon’s lips hadn’t touched. He meticulously left his marks, layering them over the ones that were starting to fade, pouring his pheromones over Heemin. He was thoroughly devoured, bitten, and in the end, completely drenched in Yiheon’s presence.Of course, this was still better than when Yiheon had aggressively claimed ‘Seo Heemin,’ pounding into him wildly and covering his insides with pheromones again and again…But still, Heemin wasn’t some kind of ribs to be chewed up and devoured. Because of Yiheon’s relentless consumption, Heemin’s chest stung painfully whenever the thin fabric of his T-shirt brushed against it. He had to face Kwak Yoonseong at full capacity tomorrow, and he was seriously considering whether he should cover his chest with band-aids.“We’re here. Get out.”Yiheon expertly parked the car in the underground garage of the officetel where ‘Seo Heemin’s’ studio was located. Even though this was his first official visit, it was clear he had been here many times before. Probably to secretly watch ‘Seo Heemin,’ no doubt.“Ah…”Perhaps it was because his body remembered. Even though he had never been here before, having only read about it in print, the moment he stepped inside the building, he felt an oddly familiar sensation, as if he truly was ‘Seo Heemin.’“What’s wrong?”“It’s nothing. I just felt a little dizzy for a moment.”Wrapped in a strange sense of déjà vu, Heemin took a step forward. Unlike before, Yiheon’s gaze now held genuine concern for him, so Heemin changed the subject to shift the attention.“What kind of paintings do you like, Chairman? You must have a particular style you collect.”“Paintings that can be used for money laundering.”Yiheon replied in a dry tone. Even though Heemin didn’t expect much, the lack of any helpful input made him frown slightly, prompting Yiheon to add a bit more explanation.“You don’t need to match his taste, so pick the one you like the least.”The one he liked the least? Heemin couldn’t tell if Yiheon was saying that because he didn’t want to give away something precious, or if it was genuinely helpful advice. Still confused, Heemin followed Yiheon upstairs.Beep, beep.Yiheon stood at the door of the studio and tapped the card key against the door lock. The sound of the lock opening caused a slight flutter of nerves and anticipation in Heemin’s stomach. He was eager to see ‘Seo Heemin’s’ works in person as soon as possible.Just as he followed Yiheon into the entrance, he noticed an unfamiliar pair of men’s shoes. The shape and size didn’t seem to match ‘Seo Heemin,’ and just as Heemin was about to question it,“Why do you keep coming back and messing with me? Do I look like a joke to you… Heemin-ah?”A furious Do Junyoung, who had been yelling at Yiheon, suddenly locked eyes with Heemin.