"You. Remember what I told you?""What?""Are you keeping up with what I told you: not to ask for touches outside?""...""Aren't you going to answer?""Not to strangers."He could have just said, "Okay," but his tongue kept stretching out. It meant he'd said something similar somewhere.As Muhae's expression grew colder, Juoh, noticing his reaction, added a note."Just his hair. I asked him to touch it.""To whom.""Just to someone Jinmuhae knows well."Judging by the strange strength in his voice, he didn't seem like a weirdo.He didn't know whether to be relieved or to smack him on the head to see if that was the problem.Jinmuhae took a deep breath and put down the laundry basket. He gestured to the sofa, and Juoh quickly sat down on it."Do you know why I... ah, warned you like that?""Because it was Jinmuhae?""No, damn it."It was the wrong answer, making me wonder what he was thinking, but it didn't feel bad. Muhae pressed his fingertips to his temples and took a moment to collect his thoughts.Did I ever... uh, forcefully touch him? Thankfully, I don't think so. He'd just tangle first, but I've never seen him pull ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) away.Only after finding a way to defend himself did Muhae speak. His eyes darted around the awkward topic."Because others shouldn't mess with him.""Why?""Why? It's just because it makes me feel bad.""I don't feel bad."Juoh pouts slightly and shakes his leg. He thought he'd be scolded since morning, but his expression is that he's been taunted over something so unnecessary. It's really infuriating."So you like it? A stranger touching you?""I'd rather be touched.""Damn it, if it gets dangerous, I'll have to go rescue you all the time?""It's not dangerous. If I get angry, I can stop them."The answer was blunt. Teacher Jeong's comment about his ability to discern right from wrong flashed through Muhae's mind.It was then he realized. Joo-oh simply had no sense of danger. He seemed to think that no matter who teased him, he'd let them touch him as much as they wanted, and when they got the urge, he'd snap their wrists.Considering what he'd seen of his abilities so far, it wasn't entirely wrong. If Joo-oh had said, "No more," and thrown a punch, anyone would surely have a bone or two broken.It's because he can't stand to see someone disliked... ..."So you're going to keep doing that no matter who touches you?"His voice suddenly grew louder. He had been trying to ignore it, telling him to do whatever he wanted, since he had his own concerns.Muhae, his veins still visible on his forehead, kicked his dangling foot, seemingly oblivious to the situation.Juoh clenched his jaw, his expression aggrieved."Then what about Jinmuhae? Can't he even touch me?"Juoh, his lips drooping, remained silent for a long time before he finally asked in a crawling voice."I like being stroked by Jinmuhae. I even hold back my hunger so Jinmuhae won't dislike it."Sadness began to creep into his voice. He had no idea when he'd finally been so resentful that he'd finally been so hungry.Muhae forced himself to suppress the irritation that had risen to his head and let out a long sigh. He didn't even feel like clicking his tongue. He simply felt terribly uncomfortable with this moment of ineffective instruction."Just because someone feels good doesn't mean you should follow them. Don't chase after them for that ridiculous candy."Muhae took a candy wrapper out of his pocket and waved it in front of him. His red eyes lit up with curiosity, as if he'd already had it."Candy, chocolate, meat—it's all the same. Unless you're someone who cares for them like me, don't let them touch it.""Why?""Because I don't like it."Finally, he changed his explanation to fit his level. Muhae practically growled and tossed the shiny plastic anywhere, and Juoh looked thoughtful.He stared blankly at the candy wrappers scattered on the floor, then nodded without a word."Okay."For the first time, a clear answer came out. It was a triumphant achievement, achieved only after sweating profusely.But is this right...? He hadn't intended to warn them in this way, but the conclusion was surprisingly strange.“It’s okay for Jin Muhae to touch me, right?”“…….”“But Jin Muhae doesn’t really touch me.”He sighed deeply, as if he had experienced the hardships of life. Was this the price he had to pay for not satisfying his desires by massaging his body with a ignorant man?Juoh twitched his lips and looked up at Muhae. His eyes, with their dense eyelashes, had a sultry, almost savage quality.“Still, that’s a relief.”He smiled faintly, as if he had nearly lost something important. Anyone who saw him would have thought he had barely managed to save his family’s belongings in the face of a burned-down house.Juoh abruptly stood up. He grabbed Muhae’s arm tightly and dragged him towards the sofa.“I want to sit in front of Jin Muhae.”He seemed to have long forgotten the warning against sitting between someone else’s legs. He forced Muhae to sit down, then snuggled into his arms, leaning against his back.It tickled as he rubbed the back of his head against his collarbone. Muhae pulled him into a hug, pressing his stomach tightly.Whew. Joo-oh let out a small gasp and sagged.“I like sitting like this with Jinmuhae.”“I told you not to sit like this.”“Even if you can’t see me, I can feel you.”He muttered something unasked, then grabbed Muhae’s hand and wrapped it tighter around his body.It was a signal for him to hurry and touch him. As I said earlier, he asked if he was okay.“Jinmuhae. I really held back...”His erect nose twitched.“I was hungry and angry, but I couldn’t let Jinmuhae dislike me. That’s why I persevered.”I don't know when or what I've been holding back, but I don't want to stop my exhausted complaints.Every time he muttered, the body he held in his arms groaned. Muhae stroked his waist and pretended to agree."Huh."The corners of his lips twitched, and even from above, his face brightened.Joo-oh twisted his waist slightly, pressing his butt against Jinmuhae's forehead. Jinmuhae clenched his teeth tightly.Sigh, just lowering his head slightly and inhaling, his unique body scent wafted through him.He'd been washing since morning, but the scent of the shampoo we shared mixed exquisitely. He already had a lot to do, and it was so unpredictable that it made him feel uneasy.It was strange. Thinking about where he'd been and what he'd been doing made me blush, but now that he was snuggled in his arms, his expression all but knowing, the heat swirled around his lower abdomen instead of his head."When I touch you... ...it's okay, right?""It's okay, it's good." He said, smiling happily. Muhae patted her warm body and then slid his hand under the hem of her loose T-shirt."Ugh."He touched her below her navel, and Joo-oh shivered. The low rumble sent a slight tingle down the back of his neck.For a moment, a violent urge surged through him, enough to want to grab him tightly and pin him to the floor. Muhae steadied his breathing and clutched his iliac spine."Hmm...it feels good there."He hated to admit it, but his words were undeniably satisfying. His large hand slowly moved to her soft buttocks.Why did something so sparse still feel so satisfying to touch? Muhae stroked her plunging waist, slowly pushing up her baggy pants.The body he held flinched and trembled. Her smoothly slender thighs felt perfectly in his grasp.“I want to sit on your legs.”Perhaps it felt good to be straddled before, as Ju-oh squirmed and sat on Mu-hae’s thighs. Her bare buttocks peeked out from beneath his pants.“You… are you doing this on purpose?”“Ugh.”Whether it was affirmation, negation, or just a whimper, even the whimpering moans felt cute. Barely controlling his mind, which was wandering wildly, Jin-mu-hae pulled Ju-oh into a proper sitting position.The soft skin on her inner thighs felt incredibly comfortable. The firmness and unobtrusiveness made his hand slip into them.Every time he did, Ju-oh responded immediately with a “hmm,” squirming his hips. It was delightful to see him tremble, relying on his body as if he was okay with whatever he did.Muhae lowered his pants, which were still tight, and thrust his fingertips deep inside. As he traced the inside of his leg, something hot suddenly touched the back of his hand.It seemed to take only a few seconds for him to realize what it was.“Haa! Jinmuhae…”Something slippery and hard rubbed against the back of his hand. Juoh must have enjoyed the feeling, as he bucked his hips and squeezed his legs tightly.The already damp flesh instantly clung to his hand. Unlike others, it was smooth, not lumpy.A sudden heat surged through his head, and a tinge of conflict rose within Muhae.He had rationalized touching him here and there, satisfying his own selfish desires, but he still wondered if it was okay to touch him here. And as always, his instinct whispered, “It’s okay.”“Jinmuhae…”Then, a voice, unable to hold back, whined and tickled his ear. The round head turned and blew out a sharp breath, and Muhae felt the thin string holding his thoughts snap with a snap.Fuck, I don't know."Ah, yeah!"Impulsively, he gently grasped the object. It was longer than he'd expected, slippery, hot, and fragile.Just by the feel, it was clearly male, yet it was surprisingly painless."Huh... here?""Eung, ah, eung...!"He touched his mound with his other hand, but not a single hair could be found. Just the smooth skin was soft and elastic.Muhae's vision was dizzy at the sight of his lower body, which seemed to be begging for touch.Heh, his body, now even hotter, stuck out its tongue and gasped for breath. His soft buttocks, pressed against his body, bounced irregularly, as if he didn't have the presence of mind to whine.This time, Muhae pressed that round mass against my front again. The gentle pressure and the trembling vibrations made his body feel so damn good.

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