Destiny

14-4

With his face half-open, and his lips slightly parted, Suha let out a groan, unable to swallow saliva. Do-yoon's handprint was engraved on Suha's forearm, which was caught in Do-yoon's hand. Do-yoon roughly moved his waist while rubbing the red engraved mark with his fingers. Suha's body shook violently, and he grabbed Do-yoon's shoulder. His shirt rolled up, and one of the buttons on Do-yoon's collar was torn and fell to the floor.

“Haa! Aah…! Hyung! Do-yoon…! Aah!”

Do-yoon stuck his head out and bit Suha's shoulder. As Do-yoon sucked Suha's shoulder, a red mark was engraved on the white flesh. Suha, who had the teeth mark engraved on his shoulder, twisted his body while shaking his waist and shoulders.

“Whoa…!”

“Relax… haa… .”

Suha's body twisted greatly. As he arched his back and shuddered, thin semen poured out onto the floor. The fingers that were holding Do-yoon's forearm tightened. Even though his nails dug into his forearm, it didn't hurt, and Do-yoon roughly moved his waist and inserted his penis into the hole.

“Ugh…! Ah…! Argh…!”

The moans flowed endlessly from Suha's mouth. Do-yoon, who had been holding the arm held by Suha's hand, moved that hand and grabbed the genitals that were mixed with Cooper's fluid and semen, and shook them quickly. As if he was out of breath, a moan flowed out from Suha's mouth along with a gurgling sound.

As the hole tightened and pressed against the genitals, Do-yoon frowned and shook Suha's hole a few times. Do-yoon got up from the railing he was leaning on and turned his body along with Suha's body. Suha, who was trembling, grabbed the iron railing with both hands. When he pressed Suha's back and his upper body bent down so that only his buttocks were raised, Do-yoon grabbed Suha's pelvis and shook his waist.

“Ah…! Ugh…!”

Moans continued to burst from Suha's mouth. Tears were welling up, and his red, swollen eyes stung. When Suha's brows furrowed and his vision became blurry, he closed his eyes tightly. Hot tears flowed down his cheeks. Only hot moans came out from between his parted lips.

How many times had he groaned? His throat was hot and sore. Now it was no longer a loud moan like a scream. A low moan that had been completely exhausted came out of Suha's mouth. Now it was hard to even aim, so he lowered his face on the cold bar and his body swayed back and forth.

“Haa… .”

A low sigh escaped Do-yoon’s lips, and he firmly grabbed Suha’s round buttocks. He rubbed the glutinous rice cake-like flesh sticking out between his fingers, and looked down at Suha, whose body was flushed red and trembling slightly.

“Well… What do you want me to do with the provocation?”

“Haa… Ugh… .”

“Hyung is talking. You have to answer me, right?”

“Wa… slurp… while watching… you have to do it…!”

Suha shook his head slightly. Do-yoon, looking down at the figure, ran his hand down Suha’s sunken waistline. Brrr, Suha’s body, trembling and drenched in sweat, was slippery.

“Suha often provokes me. Is it okay to do that to Hyung or not?”

“Huh… ha… huh… hyung.”

"Hmm?"

“First… hurry up and ejaculate… I… I’m so tired…”

The hand of Suha who was holding onto the railing moved backwards. He tapped Do-yoon’s waist. Do-yoon didn’t feel pain when Suha weakly tapped his hand, but rather felt a tickle.