Agreed Cohabitation

“Here?”

He asked back in disbelief, but Sana nodded with a clear expression, as if asking what the problem was.

“It’s my bed, though?”

“But that’s the only place to sleep in this house. Last time I woke up, I was on the bed, and I slept there during the day too.”

Sana’s words were true. The day before yesterday, he couldn’t just leave Sana, who had fallen asleep in the living room, so he had picked him up and put him to sleep in his bed.

Yesterday, it was right after he had done something naughty, and since Sana said he wasn’t sleepy because he had slept during the day, Doha hadn’t bothered, thinking he would manage.

He had fallen asleep before Sana, and Sana had woken up first in the morning, so he hadn’t known, but had Sana slept next to him yesterday too?

“Only during the day, because I wasn’t home.”

It didn’t matter if Sana used the bed while Doha was out, but the situation was different now.

“I’m sleepy now…”

Sana yawned and mumbled, genuinely sounding sleepy. He had meant, ‘It’s my bed, so you figure it out yourself,’ but Sana seemed to have understood it as, ‘You can only sleep in the bed when Doha isn’t here.’

“Can’t we just sleep together? I sleep quietly. I won’t bother you.”

Sana took another step closer to the bed. Haa. A deep sigh echoed throughout the room.

‘Does he lack learning ability?’

Sana stared blankly at Doha’s muttered words, which sounded like he was talking to himself.

“Or maybe.”

Doha reached out and grabbed Sana’s arm in front of him. With a strong pull, Sana’s body leaned forward. He pushed Sana onto the bed, climbed on top of him, and looked down. Sana’s eyes, slightly wide with surprise, met Doha’s.

“Perhaps you unexpectedly enjoyed me touching you.”

At his last words, Sana blinked a few times, then his face quickly flushed crimson. He seemed to have just realized what Doha was saying and what kind of situation this was.

“If you want, I can teach you everything.”

Doha deliberately lowered his head, bringing his face close to Sana’s neck.

“Even what comes after what I did yesterday.”

Sana’s skin brushed against his nose. Doha’s breath, felt so nakedly close, tickled him, making Sana shrug his shoulders.

“Wait, Ugh!”

Faster than Sana’s hand could tighten on Doha’s shoulder, Doha brought his lips to Sana’s neck. A chok sound as their lips touched and separated, and Sana’s faint groan, rang out simultaneously.

Doha sat up to check Sana’s face again.

His face was flushed red, but there was no sign of dislike or an attempt to push him away. His eyes, looking up at Doha, were simply wandering, unsure what to do.

‘This is truly troublesome.’

He swallowed a bitter smile and raised a hand to cup Sana’s cheek. Even though his own hand wasn’t cold, Sana’s cheek felt warm against his palm.

“If you don’t dislike it, I’ll do more.”

At the low voice, Sana’s dark brown eyes, which held Doha’s face, wavered. He neither shook his head nor pushed Doha away, then his eyes rolled, avoiding the gaze they had met.

“It’s consensual.”

At the same time as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and covered Sana’s lips.

He nibbled Sana’s lower lip with his teeth, then sucked it with a chok sound, and felt him flinch, either from embarrassment at the sound or from the chilling sensation.

As he bit Sana’s upper and lower lips alternately, as if to devour them, his teeth parted with a faint groan. His tongue pushed through the gap, catching and tangling with Sana’s tongue, which was trying to escape.

Shallow groans continuously escaped from between their half-forcibly parted lips.

He rubbed his tongue against Sana’s hesitant tongue, then licked the roof of his mouth. Sana’s body constantly trembled with the heat that explored every part of his mouth as if searching.

“Hmph!”

A fairly loud groan burst out the moment Doha’s hand, which had already slipped inside his shirt, pinched Sana’s small nipple. But even that was muffled by the kiss and couldn’t fully escape.

Doha tilted his head further, pressing their lips tightly together, leaving no gap. The suppressed groans, like pained sighs, lingered within their mouths, then faded.

He gripped Sana’s tongue and sucked hard. The moment the small, hot tongue was drawn into Doha’s mouth, Sana pushed him hard with both hands, trying to turn his head away.

He seemed to be in distress, unable to breathe properly, so Doha briefly pulled back, and haa, haa quick breaths rushed out.

Sana’s eyes, looking up at Doha, were wavering. Even his face, faintly distorted with distress from the heat he didn’t know how to handle, looked only beautiful.

‘It seems I might be completely hooked.’ He hadn’t intended to go this far… No, perhaps he had looked at this guy with lustful eyes from the very beginning. At this point, he was even confused about what his true intentions were.

“Um… Haa!”

Before Sana could say anything, Doha lowered his upper body slightly, lifted his shirt, and bit Sana’s shyly exposed chest.

He took the entire areola into his mouth and rubbed the nipple with his tongue, and felt it stiffen even more than before. When he gently bit the erect nipple with his teeth, Sana’s hips arched up.

“That, I don’t like… Ugh!”

Sana, at a loss, tried to push Doha’s head away, but his strength was no match. Taking advantage of the arching of his hips, Doha grabbed Sana’s pants waistband and pulled them down. Simultaneously, his underwear was pulled down too, and Sana’s eyes widened.

“Why are the pants, Eung!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Doha’s large hand gripped Sana’s crotch.

As he enveloped his penis and testicles in one hand and massaged them, Sana flustered, tried to close his legs. However, Doha was positioned between them, making it a meaningless gesture.

Last time, he had rubbed him over his pants, and then over his underwear, but this time, he was touching his bare skin directly.

Sana felt Doha’s hand was hotter than he expected, and his crotch ached unbearably. It felt like something was blocked, and at the same time, heat was spreading, making his body feel alien.

“Aah… it’s strange, it’s strange if you do that there…!”

The heat that began below his navel seemed to climb up his spine and rush to the top of his head. Not just below, but now his head also ached. He couldn’t tell what he was doing, or what state his body was in. A lewd moan he himself couldn’t believe squeezed out from between his lips.

It wasn’t just below. At his chest, Doha continued to tease his chest with his mouth. A hot tongue rubbed, then bit gently with teeth before retreating, then raised its tongue again to prod the sharply erect nipple, making it impossible to escape the peculiar sensations.

“Wait, just a moment, below is strange, Hnng.”

He felt a sudden rush of heat below. This time, he knew this sensation.

The thought that if he continued like this, he might dirty Doha’s hand again like yesterday, scared him. He twisted his hips, trying to escape his hand, but he was lying on the bed with Doha on top of him, so it was no use.

“Let go… Please let go.”

The sensation that he would ejaculate at any moment scared him. He begged, looking at Doha with tear-filled eyes, and Doha’s face lifted from Sana’s chest. When he raised his head, their gazes met.

The eyes that held him seemed like those of a predator at the top of the food chain, and Sana unconsciously swallowed dryly.

This was not the Choi Doha he had seen until now. His jet-black eyes gleamed, holding heat. His intense gaze made him feel like a naked prey in front of him.

‘If this continues, I might be devoured.’

An unknown instinct sounded a red warning light in his head.

Doha’s gaze slowly moved downwards. From Sana’s face, it passed his neck, over the shirt pulled up to his chest, and stopped at his nipple, which was red and swollen from being continuously sucked and bitten. At his gaze, his chest seemed to ache even though it wasn’t being touched now.

His gaze moved downwards again. It passed his smooth, unblemished abdomen and flowed below his pelvis.

It stopped at Sana’s penis, which was already stiffly erect. Only then, realizing the state of his lower body, Sana’s face flushed as he tried to cover his crotch with both hands. However, Doha grabbed Sana’s hands, preventing him from covering it.

“Don’t cover it.”

His voice was even lower than before. It sounded like the growl of an animal. At the unfamiliar appearance of Doha, Sana’s mouth went dry, and no more words came out. All he did was blink, looking up at him with wide eyes.

Doha sat up and pulled down his own pants. Seeing his underwear bulging in the middle, Sana nervously turned his head to avert his gaze.

“How will you take responsibility?”

He didn’t understand Doha’s question and reflexively looked at him again, then regretted it. Doha pulled Sana’s hand, which he was holding, and placed it over his own underwear. The heat felt beneath the thin fabric was hotter than he expected. Even without seeing it directly, its size could be estimated.

“Ah…”

His mind seemed to go completely blank. He didn’t know what to say, or what he should do right now.

His whole body trembled with a vague fear of what was to come and the pleasure that already dominated his entire being. He barely managed to lift his eyes, which had been fixed on Doha’s crotch, to his face.

Doha’s face, which had been staring intently at Sana, was somehow distorted.

“Hah, f*ck.”

He bit out a short curse, then completely pulled Sana’s pants off from between his legs and also tossed off his own pants and underwear.

Before Sana could even be startled by the sudden emptiness below, Doha helped him up and sat him on his lap.