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Taeui tried to close his legs, groaning weakly at his body’s resistance. He quickly gave up at the scream of his thighs, huffing into the damp pillow.
‘I’ll try again later. Probably.’
The euphoric aftermath of his latest marathon still blanketed him, making his mind and body hum in a way that made everything seem unimportant.
He felt a tickle down his inner thigh, eventually realising it was a trickle of sweat, the slight shift of his knees on the bedsheets revealing the existence of more damp patches from his latest vigorous, lengthy workout.
Toys, tissues, and lube lay strewn around the bed, the sheets stained with a mixture of fluids.
‘I’ll have to do another load of laundry later…’
Taeui barely registered the sound of the front door opening, only managing a soft murmur at the call of his name that was definitely inaudible from the bedroom.
His name was called again with more curiosity, footsteps growing closer as they searched for him.
Taeui hummed half heartedly, his eyes remaining closed. He’d get up if his body would let him, but his thighs seemed to be stuck in the position they’d held for the past four hours.
‘It’s fine’, Taeui thought hazily. ‘He’ll find me eventually.’
No sooner had that blurry thought entered his mind, he heard the bedroom door open, and the footsteps immediately stopped.
There was a sharp inhale of breath, the husky growl of his name reviving his cock that he thought he might have somehow injured from overuse.
Taeui hadn’t meant to pleasure himself for practically three days straight, but here he was; face pressed into the pillow with his knees spread, his lube-covered ass being the first thing to greet Ilay Riegrow as he’d returned from his two-week business trip a day earlier than expected.
It looked like they were both full of surprises.
Taeui turned his head slightly, unmuffling his mouth, and tried to greet him with a ‘hey’, but it was more air than syllables.
He listened to the hurried rustling behind him, and what he could only assume were the sounds of clothes falling onto the bedroom floor.
Taeui hummed softly, smiling as he felt the mattress dip. He finally managed to slowly blink his eyes open, though they remained half lidded, as he felt Ilay position himself behind him.
He wasn’t ready for it; the new wave of arousal that would engulf him the second those hands stroked over his ass.
Fingers gripped the sheets as Taeui moaned, his touch-starved body absorbing the warmth that could only come from human contact.
Hands that knew him well squeezed his cheeks before sliding themselves along to his hips.
The huff of breath against his lower back made him whine softly, his body waiting with maddening anticipation for whatever happened next.
Warm lips brushed delicately against his skin, and he gasped Ilay's name as a tongue pressed against him; heated and wet, quickly travelling up the small of his back before disappearing.
A moment passed, and Taeui’s anticipation only grew.
Suddenly, Taeui’s ass was pulled flush against Ilay's crotch; a bulging erection pressing between his cheeks.
Taeui bleated, his thighs screaming at the sudden shift of weight, while the rest of his body welcomed the contact.
The near whispering gasp of Ilay's name tumbled repeatedly from wet lips as he whimpered, his breath and body shuddering at every touch.
“Jeong Taeui, just what have you been up to while I’ve been away?”
Taeui felt Ilay’s cock slide itself between his legs and moaned, the noise long and low as he felt it glide along his own hard, already dripping member.
“Did you miss me that much, Tay?” Ilay mused.
Taeui whimpered back a needy ‘yes’, the only word he’d managed to say to Ilay other than his name.
His breath trembled with each long, slow rub; a half cry, half shout bursting forth as his body involuntarily spasmed, trying to handle the oversensitivity whenever the heads of their cocks would clash.
His breaths became heavier, his moaning turning into pitiful broken whines as he trembled with each overwhelming movement. He panted Ilay's name, spit seeping into the pillow again from his constantly open mouth.
That fuzzy heat intensified throughout his body, mind blanking as he felt himself slipping into another coma of bliss.
Another low moan left his lips, long and broken as he spilled himself weakly onto the cock and sheets beneath him, adding to the mess that was already there.
Taeui whimpered Ilay’s name as he felt him pull his cock from between his legs.
He had no time to recover.
A deep, satisfying moan erupted from his lips as he felt Ilay push himself inside him, his hypersensitive body threatening to spill itself once more from just being filled.
Taeui babbled Ilay's name over and over, his voice shuddering as Ilay remained stationary inside him.
“Yes, Tay?”
Taeui whimpered pitifully at his teasing, and clenched his ass around Ilay's cock; but Ilay simply chuckled.
Taeui whined impatiently, feeling like he was on the brink of exploding. With his whispering pleas going unanswered, Taeui fisted the sheets for leverage and began to gently fuck himself on Ilay’s cock, despite the ache from his already exhausted limbs.
He moaned and gasped, panting and grunting through his efforts to not collapse. His body was shaking, nearly depleted of all energy despite his movements being slow and shallow.
He could feel the sweat rolling down his sides again, and the dampness of hair that clung to the back of his neck.
Hands suddenly gripped his hips harder.
“Fuck! Hng…Tay…!!”
Taeui yelled when Ilay slammed deep into him, holding him in place as Ilay unexpectedly came inside him.
He could hear it in his voice; that strained growl of untameable desire.
Ilay huffed out a single breath, his own voice now holding a slight tremor as he spoke.
“Jeong Taeui… I hope you don’t plan on using those legs of yours anytime soon.”