DASH

Jihong was too tired to continue this pointless argument. Waving his hand, he collapsed on the sofa again. As he took off his coat with a lazy movement, he suddenly noticed the TV cabinet opposite. Or rather, his gaze rested on the bottom drawer. It was there that the first-aid kit was, which he bought and threw there when he moved, and then completely forgot about its existence for several years.

"It seemed to be a first aid kit with an emergency kit... Or did I choose the one that doesn't have this set, deciding that I don't need it?"

Whether he was going to use it or not, it was still worth checking out.

"When he goes to wash, I'll pull him out and take a look," thought Jihon, getting up with his coat in his hands. At that moment, a half-naked Jaekyung suddenly walked over and grabbed his arm.

"No... Come with me.

"What?" Why?

"Because while I'm washing, you can't go out."

"Hey, I didn't plan to...," Jihon objected in confusion. "Well, where am I going?" You've already given an injection, why should I? And even in the middle of the night.

But given the true intention to do something while Jaekyung was in the bathroom, the feeling of guilt clearly betrayed Jihon red-handed.

"I don't believe it," the stubborn man muttered confidently and began to take off Jihon's clothes, after which he literally dragged him with him.

Jihon looked at him apprehensively, wondering if he was possessed by some mystical power. But as soon as they entered, Jaekyung, saying that he would help with the washing, immediately put his hand between his legs. The impudent man did not even think about turning on the shower and instead immediately began to caress. Obviously, his words "you can't go out" were just a pretext.

Still, Jaekyung seemed to remember that they had returned from the hospital today. Therefore, even though Jihong had twice, he refrained from penetrating. Instead, he made Jihon put his hands against the wall and close his hips, then pushed his between them.

Usually Jihon would say in such cases: "It would be better to insert it." But this time, he just gritted his teeth and tensed his hips, silently experiencing what was happening. After all, Jaekyung was too excited. Given that this was their first intimacy in the last month, and his condition left much to be desired, Jihong was afraid that he would not be able to cope. And I didn't want to go to the hospital for the second time in a row.

He tried not to provoke Jaekyung: he suppressed sounds, moved less. For a while, it even worked, but when the began to rub against his own, Jihong lost control and screamed.

When he was about to sink to the floor due to weakness in his legs, Jaekyung hugged him tightly and pinned him against the wall again. The voice sounded low and demanding: "Tense your hips.

"I can—" I can help with my hands," Jihon wheezed.

"No," Jaekyung snapped and penetrated his erect penis between the tightly clenched buttocks. As soon as the hot barrel lightly touched the entrance, Jihong involuntarily tried to open up. And finally, Jaekyung poured out. Immediately washing off the, he pulled Jihon back to him and sat on the edge of the bathtub. Then, as if deciding to really wash him, he squeezed the shower gel not on the washcloth, but on his palm, and began to rub it on the body of his beloved. This game did not last long - soon the hot hands with the same persistence began to persistently caress the chest and inner thighs, which made Jihon laugh.

"Why are you acting like you're already in a rut?"

"What's the difference?" I'm in a permanent rut with you," Jaekyung blurted out with a straight face. And, hugging him tightly, he began to kiss him, as if he wanted to prove that he was now at the peak of excitement.

Probably, Jaekyung just doesn't know anything about the heat cycle, just like Jihon himself. He couldn't bring himself to even imagine what it was. The simple description - that the body longs for pregnancy, that without ejaculation it will not calm down, that estrus passes only after fertilization - seemed to him too intimate. And Jihong definitely did not want to demonstrate this in practice.

Deciding not to explain, Jihong sat Jaekyong between his legs as soon as they left the bathroom. He turned on the hairdryer and, styling his hair, began to flatter him - "You'd better parted to the left", "It's more masculine", "Very beautiful", "Just like a model" - and then, as if in passing, added: "By the way, Jaekyung-ah, I forgot to say: as soon as I start having symptoms of heat, you will immediately go home.

"Are you crazy?" Jaekyung immediately became gloomy.

All efforts to please went down the drain. His reaction was stronger than Jihong had expected, and he mumbled, "No, I'm just... Then I won't leave the house. Who knows what might happen.

"What are you talking about?" I don't care if you get out or not.

"Then...?"

Before Jihong could ask why he should stay, Jaekyung replied, "I need to make sure the injection works. If you go into heat and I don't, then the medicine really works. And then it is clear that I will not react to the usual amount of pheromones either. This is the perfect chance to test its effectiveness.

His words made sense. However...

— And if we start a thermal cycle at the same time?

"Well, then money down the drain," Jaekyung concluded, as if it meant nothing. And this was also true. But Jihon was still worried.

"Just tell me when you feel the first signs." If nothing happens before this moment, then the injection works, and you will immediately go home.

"I don't want to.

"What do you mean by 'I don't want to'?" Check it and leave.

"No, why do you keep kicking me out?" Jaekyung asked with incomprehension. "They say that people with severe symptoms cannot do anything at all. They need help.

His voice sounded more resentful than angry, and Jihong explained sadly, "I just don't want you to see this.@@novelbin@@

He didn't specify what it was, but he seemed to understand and replied indifferently: "I've been in this state all the time.

"That's different.

Jaekyung stared at him for a long time, and then turned away and muttered, "Well, I'll decide for myself. If I decide that I can leave, I will leave, if not, I will stay.

"Go away, just go away."

Jaekyung was silent, no matter how much he called him. Jihon, looking at the stubborn back of his head, deliberately sighed loudly and, resigned, said: "All right. But if anything, be sure to use a condom.

As expected, Jaekyung instantly turned around and quipped, "I'm better at this than you.

For some reason, his words made him terribly angry. And Jihon, unable to restrain himself, tousled his carefully dried hair.