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“... how does this work?”
Only after teleporting to Cale's room does it finally sink in.
They’re really doing this.
Soo Hyuk's legs give way when he hits the edge of the bed, but he's too busy feeling uncharacteristically nervous to care.
“I would ask for preferences, but you have no experience.” The words come out casually, as if Cale is talking about something else instead of sex while straddling someone. “I'll take the lead. Don't worry, I won't make you bottom the first time.”
“Really?” The tension in Lee Soo Hyuk's shoulders eases slightly as a pair of hands settle over them.
A soft humming follows.
“There's no shame in bottoming, but it can be nerve-wracking if you don't trust your partner.”
Cale didn't say it out loud, but they both understood the hidden meaning of his words: they had just met, so such things shone through in their absence.
There was attraction, of course, but that didn't mean trust.
“I said I would take care of you.” Soft lips met his. “And I meant it.”
Soo Hyuk thanks the heavens that he's sitting on the bed, because it's enough to make his legs go weak.
“... I can’t possibly let you do everything.”
The smile directed at him is downright evil.
“That’s good to hear.” Cale's fingers effortlessly lift his chin, and the look on that handsome face sends shivers down the Korean's spine. “I'm very demanding, you know. And my temper is bad.”
All the heat concentrating on his face was starting to hurt, the swordsman vaguely acknowledged before forgetting all about it as a thumb gently stroked his jawline.
“You will work hard to please me, won't you?”
Lee Soo Hyuk bobbed his head, too mesmerized to speak.
Cale didn't seem to like it because he called out sweetly:
“Soo Hyuk-ah.”
“Yes.” The answer is coaxed out of him embarrassingly fast. “Yes, yes. I will–”
There is no warning.
Cale kisses him differently than before. It's fierce and overwhelming, but there's no rush.
The rhythm allows his partner to try to keep up. ‘Try’ is the key word.
It's chaotic. Their teeth collide at least once and Soo Hyuk has no idea what he's doing because he's never kissed anyone like this before.
Cale's tongue slides past his lips and his worries fly out the window.
Lee Soo Hyuk returns the kiss enthusiastically, ignoring the strong grip on the back of his head.
The nobleman on his lap relentlessly devours his mouth without a care in the world. Their tongues entwine in a messy dance.
Soo Hyuk's hands tightly grip the other's hips, feeling euphoric as the roof of his mouth is slowly caressed.
He is lying on his back when he comes to his senses.
Cale chuckles, looking very pleased with himself. His left hand draws absent-minded circles over one of his companion's nipples.
Clearly, the guy has a thing for making him squirm, because his smile widens as Soo Hyuk arched his back slightly to follow the retreating finger.
“... you're terrible.” The korean pants.
“And you are so, so cute.” The bastard rolls his hips against the bulge in the other's pants as if to prove how terrible he can be.
“Cale.” He moans, throwing his head back.
“Yes?”
Lee Soo Hyuk mentally curses as those reddish brown eyes look at him with false innocence.
“You're making me beg, aren't you?”
“What do you mean?” But the evil grin said otherwise.
“Fuck –!” Another round of friction sends an electric shock through him. Soo Hyuk bites his lip. “Ah. Please.”
Cale doesn't move.
“Please fuck me.” He corrects himself, gripping the sheets as the other grinds painfully slowly against him.
“Mhn.” A hand runs down Lee Soo Hyuk's torso and slides under his shirt. “That wasn't so hard, was it? Good boy.”
The praise goes straight to his crotch and Cale feels it. Literally.
There's no time to be embarrassed because his shirt is quickly lifted and he's far too relieved when the cool air touches his tingling hot skin to care.
Only it doesn't last long, because the clothes don't go all the way up.
“Wha–”
“Quiet.”
Cale wraps the shirt around his forearms and ties it in a tight knot.
“Wow. The visuals give.” The noble admires the masterpiece beneath him before asking: “How does it feel? Is it uncomfortable? Too tight?”
Soo Hyuk swallows and feels a pleasant warmth spread through his body— this time the wholesome kind.
“All good.”
The redhead beams before diving in.
He kisses every inch of skin in sight. Gentle and lingering in some places. Fierce and hungry in others.
“You're doing good. You're doing great.” Cale whispers between kisses.
It felt so good and they hadn't even gotten down to business yet.
Suddenly there's no more room for those lips to roam– that is, until Lee Soo Hyuk is turned over on his stomach.
“... is your back that sensitive?” Cale wonders, feeling the body underneath him shiver as he plants a kiss on his neck.
“No?”
The argument wasn't convincing as a long moan was elicited from his throat, the culprit being the deep kiss Cale placed on the curve of his back.
Thankfully, the Korean managed to bury the sound on the mattress before it got too loud.
“Mhmn?” Soo Hyuk didn't have to turn around to know that the nobleman was grinning from ear to ear.
Soft lips rained down on him mercilessly, testing his limits. But what finally drove him crazy was the tongue that ran up his spine.
“You’re killing me here.”
Cale laughs. Thankfully, the redhead helps him sit down instead of finding new ways to torment him.
“You're not nervous anymore.” The regressor points out as Lee Soo Hyuk leans against his chest.
Ah.
God, he was never going to be able to lower his standards after this, was he?
They shared a long, slow kiss.
“Cale.” Soo Hyuk mentally cursed as a sneaky hand reached into his pants and grabbed his cock.
“Isn't it tight? I'm just helping.”
… he took it back. Cale Henituse was the devil himself.
He felt the smirk on his skin as the other man buried his head in his shoulder. The nobleman alternated between pumping mercilessly and gently biting down on the sensitive skin, the pace was torturous and yet so delicious that Lee Soo Hyuk could only pant and moan with his toes curled up.
“Cale. Cale, Cale.” He mumbled his name breathlessly, so overwhelmed that he couldn't filter his own words. Finally: “Hyung!”
A chuckle echoed near his ear.
“I hate you.” Soo Hyuk's face burned with embarrassment as he realized that this had been the redhead's goal all along.
Cale simply held his lips hostage again and stroked the tip of his dick with his thumb in a way that almost made Lee Soo Hyuk scream with pleasure.
Then he stopped.
“Why.”
“It's time to work hard.” Cale kissed his cheek before untying the shirt around Soo Hyuk's forearms.
… right. That was still there.
“Pain?”
“None.”
His limbs felt a little numb, but that was as far as the discomfort went.
“Great. You'll need them soon.” The noble didn't elaborate, helping to massage the numbness away.
The words only took on meaning when the redhead grabbed one of the transmigrator's hands and unceremoniously placed two fingers in his mouth.
Lee Soo Hyuk's heart thumped loudly as Cale's tongue swirled and slid through his fingers, sucking them and coating them with saliva.
The sight broke something inside the Korean.
He pulled his fingers away, a loud pop echoing through the quiet room. Cale blinked at the sudden action.
“You're not even undressed yet, hyung. Shouldn't I help you with that first?”
Soo Hyuk didn't wait for a response, already working to get rid of these clothes.
A laugh came out of the nobleman's lips after his dressing shirt was torn open with a quick movement. Cale didn't mourn it, he had too many clothes anyway.
The fabric slid down his arms, exposing the redhead’s upper half.
Wow. Now Lee Soo Hyuk could understand Cale’s earlier behavior. He also wanted to leave his mark on such an enticing canvas.
“Like what you see?” A hand reached out to unbuckle Cale’s belt.
The regressor would have teased his companion, but his mouth was caught in a hungry kiss.
Soo Hyuk moved Cale around as he removed the last obstacles. Once the pants and underwear were successfully pulled down, he threw them away without a second thought.
It was Cale's turn to arch as his ass was squeezed, the strong hands soon sliding down to caress his thighs gently and slowly, as if worshipping him.
The nobleman gasped as Lee Soo Hyuk locked eyes with him.
Gone was the nervous man, replaced by someone ready to enjoy his meal.
Cale mentally patted himself on the back for having such good taste in men before leaning on his forearms and opening his legs in an inviting manner.
A hot mouth marked his thighs in no time. Sucking, biting and kissing everything in its path.
“That's for earlier.” Soo Hyuk grinned before kissing the tip of Cale's cock.
Unfortunately, the redhead was no pushover. He nudged Lee Soo Hyuk with his heel.
“Are you going to finger me or not?” He asked as their eyes met.
Cale knew what he wanted. He wasn't ashamed to demand it.
“Stretch me good so I can take you in one go.”
Soo Hyuk stared at the man before him.
This gorgeous man who said something obscene without batting an eyelid, his skin damp and shiny with sweat making him even more alluring.
“So?”
Lee Soo Hyuk couldn't have licked his own fingers faster if he tried. Cale watched him with amusement, but the Korean concentrated on his task.
Red-brown eyes fluttered as two digits were inserted into him in an experimental push.
“Nng.”
Encouraged by the sound, the fingers slowly began to stretch their surroundings, parting, twisting and curling as instructed.
Soon, two became three, and Soo Hyuk's efforts were rewarded with soft moans and the walls of flesh greedily closing in on his fingers.
Cale made such an erotic sight. Back arched and lips parted, hands gripping the sheets while occasionally whispering soft praises.
Lee Soo Hyuk wouldn't have minded if the night ended like this: Cale coming from being fingered to oblivion, but the redhead had other plans.
“That's enough.”
He pulled back, almost regretfully, but it was short-lived as surprise took over.
The wicked grin was back.
Cale didn't give him a chance to process the change in position and took Lee Soo Hyuk's cock in one fell swoop, just as he had expressed his intention to do earlier.
They both moaned in pleasure.
“I was going to be nice and let you go at it,” the nobleman recovered first, brushing back his red hair, “but then I remembered that I'm not that kind of person.”
Cale did not wait, lifting himself up and sinking down again, fucking himself mercilessly.
Soo Hyuk would be lying if he said he didn't find that hot.
His hands wrapped around Cale's thighs and his thrusts began to meet his partner halfway just as eagerly.
When the nobleman seemed to slow down, Lee Soo Hyuk shifted them so that he was the one fucking Cale senseless against the mattress. Cale gladly accepted, wrapping his legs around the other's body so that they couldn't be torn apart.
Fingernails dug into Soo Hyuk's arms, leaving red marks. He didn't care, enjoying the way Cale tightened even more.
He came as the regressor pulled him into a deep, messy kiss, buried deep inside the redhead.
Cale followed not long after.
“That was great.” The Korean found himself peppered with kisses again.
Gentle, almost tender lips pecked his forehead, his cheeks, and even his closed eyelids.
“This is bad.” Lee Soo Hyuk blurted out later, lying down next to Cale, who was absent-mindedly stroking his abs. “My standards for sex are now ruined forever.”
That made his companion laugh.