There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL)-Chapter 776: Side Story 4. Endless Journey - 59

Kar was in a daze. Worried too, but mostly in a daze.

The world...was truly a wonderful place. Or was it his adorable baby who was wonderful? Yeah...yeah, that was for sure. Thinking back on how those slender, fair fingers wrapped around him...around his hardened part...and stroking it...

Gods.

Kar was worried. He really, really felt like he wouldn’t be able to control himself if they went all the way. He even asked Byul to restrain his hands that night--just in case. Byul giggled and called it kinky, but he was serious.

He almost ripped the necktie they used to hold his wrists together.

"Hyung?"

Byul’s face hovered above him, waving a cute hand in front of his face. The morning messy curls bounced around, inviting Kar to reach out and brush them aside so he could enjoy the pretty face.

A foolish smile bloomed on his face. "Yeah, baby?"

"What are you thinking about?"

"Hmm..." Kar closed his eyes, pretending to think. "How tasty and cute your penis is?"

"Hyung!" Byul clasped the esper’s mouth, glaring in panic as if someone could hear them in that highly secured penthouse. "You can’t say things like that!"

Kar laughed at the adorable reaction and got up to hug the actor tightly, rubbing his unshaven jaw at the shrieking young man. He leaned his head on the smaller shoulder and sighed. "Haa...what to do, Byul?"

"Huh?"

"I almost lost my mind last night," Kar muttered in lament. "I don’t think this will be safe at all."

Byul recalled how the bed was shaking from the force when Kar yanked his hands reflexively. He even thought he heard a low growl coming from the esper’s throat. All from a mere handjob. Well...a bit of biting and sucking too, but...that should be considered tame, right? Like...foreplay kind of thing?

If that much was enough to rattle Kar, then...yeah, that was rather worrying, honestly.

"Umm..." Byul looked up in contemplation, trying to think of a solution. There was no way he would give up, or they might stuck in waiting forever. Suddenly, he recalled something that his school friends were talking about at one point--about a book or a show or something. "Ah, then--how about we make a safe word?"

"Safeword..." Kar narrowed his eyes, before nodding in agreement. "I see; it’s for you, right?"

"Yeah."

"What should we use?"

Again, Byul looked up and swayed his head as he got to thinking, while Kar was having fun watching the cute act. "Hmm...what do you think will snap you back in case you’re losing it, Hyung?"

"For me?" Kar tilted his head, before frowning as he replied seriously. "I think I’ll snap from whatever situation if I hear you say ’hurt’ or ’help’..."

"Then, let’s use that," Byul nodded.

"Sure, but--" Kar narrowed his eyes and grasped the younger’s face. "You have to promise me that you’ll really use it."

Byul tilted his head, blinking inquisitively.

"Don’t just hold it in if you feel pain or if it’s uncomfortable just because you want to be considerate," Kar reiterated. "Rather, if you want to be considerate, then you have to be honest."

"Okay," Byul nodded again.

"Promise?"

"Promise!" Byul replied with a shout, before leaning forward to kiss the esper briefly. "There! I seal it."

Kar laughed and caught the adorable lips back, reaffirming the ’seal’ for a few seconds more. "But Byul..."

"Yes?"

The blue and amber narrowed. "How do you know about this safe word thing?"

Byul blinked repeatedly, pressing his lips in a clear guilty conscience.

"Well?"

"I..." Byul smiled sheepishly while slowly shifting away from the esper’s lap. "I was just looking at stuff, okay?!"

Kar grabbed the actor back and smacked the round butt softly. "Naughty."

"Ack!"

* * *

For one and other things, they ended up postponing the deed, while enjoying a new way of exploring each other’s body. In a way, it was also building Kar’s resistance so he wouldn’t have to feel like punching himself in the crotch just from seeing Byul’s scandalous skin.

Sometimes, he wondered about his Dad and questioned how that old man could keep his hands from his husband--because Kar was sure he got this side of him from Bassena.

While Kar was enjoying every moment, Byul was roaring in impatience--and one day, he gasped after reading a text from his manager.

"Hyung!"

Immediately, he grabbed the esper beside him, ignoring the screen playing his drama rerun. Kar looked up from the survival book his father wrote in the past. "Mm?"

"I’m going to start shooting in two weeks, so let’s do it," Byul said firmly. "Otherwise, we have to wait until the shoot is over."

It wasn’t the content as much as the serious tone and gaze that made Kar blink dumbfoundedly. "We can wait--"

"Hyuung!" Byul shook the esper and whined.

With all the concern Kar was having, they needed to have a window of time in case something wrong did happen. If they missed it, there was no way Kar would want to do it while Byul was in the middle of a shooting period in fear of jeopardizing Byul’s health and career.

Who knew how long they had to wait after that.

"So eager," Kar chuckled and patted the protesting actor. "You want to have sex that much?"

"W-well..." Byul pursed his lips, shrinking back after hearing how embarrassing it sounded. Like he was a promiscuous boy or something. "I’m a...healthy young man...you know?" he argued quietly.

Healthy and curious, to be exact.

Kar laughed at the way Byul became flustered while the black eyes shone eagerly. "Alright, alright," he kissed the pouting lips. "Do you want to do it now?"

"...we can?" Byul swallowed with his dry throat.

"Yeah," Kar smiled helplessly. He, too, was a healthy young man with carnal desire. "Where do you want to do it?"

Oh. Now that they would really do it, Byul actually had no idea how to proceed. He looked at Kar blankly, prompting the esper to chuckle and make a decision.

"The one in the master bedroom is bigger."

"O-okay," Byul nodded immediately, like a kid getting a cookie.

And like a pair of clueless, lost children, they went upstairs while holding hands, without uttering any words in that huge penthouse where there were only the two of them. It was only after he almost stumbled at the top of the stairs that Byul opened his mouth.

"H-hyung..."

"Mm?"

"I know I’m the one asking for it, but..." he bit his lips. "I’m nervous."

"Are you?" Kar let out a hollow laugh. He stopped in front of the master bedroom and pulled the surprised Byul to his chest. "Can you hear it?"

There was no way he couldn’t. Even without pressing his ear hard, even without concentrating much, Byul could hear it: the loud, erratic heartbeat. "Y-yeah..."

Kar looked at the younger man and stroked the blushing cheeks. "Are you sure about this?"

Knowing that Kar was as nervous as him--perhaps even more--Byul felt calmer somewhat. He nodded with a determined gaze, and in the next second, he was easily lifted and carried by the esper as if he were as light as a feather. "Oh!"

"Do you remember the safe word?" Kar asked seriously while walking inside the bedroom with Byul in his arms.

"Hurt and Help."

"Be sure to voice it out, okay?"

"Okay," Byul smiled and cupped the worried face, leaning down to kiss the furrowed brows--then the slightly reddened cheek, and finally the chuckling lips.

They kissed all the way to the bed, where Kar gently laid the actor on the mattress. All the while, their lips never parted. Even when Kar wanted to pull back so he could undress his lover, Byul pulled the man back, refusing to end the kiss. Chuckling at the younger’s antics, Kar slowly undressed the lower part first, pulling the denim short and dropping it on the floor.

The kiss had to end anyway, unless Kar ripped the shirt away. But it was a SavAsh, so they couldn’t do it lest Byul’s mother get upset. Byul annoyance, however, went out the door when he was busy watching the muscle ripple as Kar undressed on top of him.

A private, brief strip show that had him staring without blinking. He didn’t even think he was breathing.

But then the pair of blue and amber were staring back at him--at the whole of him--and Byul started to get flustered, covering his lower part. "Stop staring!"

"You’re asking for the impossible," Kar said without averting his eyes from the enticing, flushing skin.

Sure, he had seen it before. But there was something incredibly erotic about the pink hue spreading all over Byul’s skin. It was as if the actor got embarrassed with his whole body.

"Stop staring and do something, Hyung!" Byul protested. "It...it feels weird just staying still."

Kar chuckled and leaned down, kissing the pursing lips gently, slowly, as his hand stroked the fair, smooth skin of the round butt; kissing the reddened cheek and neck as his fingers traveled to the twitching entrance.

Byul gasped and squirmed in reflex when he felt something warm and viscous flow from the esper’s finger. "Where’s that coming from?" his lashes fluttered as a tensed, but also ticklish sensation spread on his lower back. "Y-you can conjure lube?"

"Evidently," Kar smiled while rubbing the entrance, pressing his digit into the tight passage. "I don’t know if those products out there are safe enough for you."

"Uhh--nggh?" Byul widened his eyes as the finger slipped inside slightly. It was so, so different from when he did it himself out of curiosity before. Was it because the finger and the magical gel were comfortably warm? Byul gulped and looked at the focused face on top of him. "T-then...why did you say--mmh--that y-you need to buy s-stuff?"

Kat narrowed his eyes slightly. "Because I can’t conjure condoms?"

"...do we need--"

"Did you not have sexual education?" Kar frowned in concern, making Byul blink dumbfoundedly, before bursting into laughter. "Why are you laughing, baby?"

Kar chuckled and kissed the corner of the laughing lips. The laugh, fortunately, relaxed Byul enough to lessen the tension in his lower back and let Kar’s finger slide further instead.

"Oh!" Byul clasped his mouth. In the next second--and many more seconds afterward--the exclaim turned into moans as Kar carefully and diligently worked on his ass. He grabbed the esper’s upper arms between short gasps. "O-oh...H-hyung!"

"Does it hurt? Are you uncomfortable?" Kar asked worriedly, stopping his fingers.

But Byul almost snapped. "W-why are you stopping?" he twisted his hips, as if goading the fingers to move again, making a frantic gaze and a whining plea. "Why are you stopping?"

Kar took a sharp, deep breath--making sure the chain was still locked properly inside by clutching the sheet beside the curly head tightly.

Phew...this wouldn’t be easy.