Kiss the Ground

Through the wall, loud laughter could be heard. Boisterous laughter and noisy chatter erupted several times. At the moment when tension made Chahyun’s back stiffen, Misha slightly pulled his lips away and looked into Chahyun’s eyes right in front of him. His eyes, glittering with heat, scanned Chahyun’s flushed face and, without permission, he murmured an unauthorized term of address.“Chahyun.”“…!”Misha’s faint smile was reflected in Chahyun’s wide-open eyes. His brazen expression seemed to ask, “Can you scold me?” As the familiar pronunciation entered his body, unexpectedly, his body flared up with heat. His aroused member stood upright at the same time.“Misha, ah!”Arrogant… Before he could even say anything, the vulgar pleasure struck sharply inside his lower abdomen. It seemed Misha was also nearing his climax. Supporting Chahyun’s nape firmly, Misha pressed his member hard against Chahyun’s thighs and abdomen. As their bodies thrust a few times, the sofa lurched backward. And then, at some point, a blinding pleasure burst forth.Chahyun unconsciously tightened his grip around his own member. He had never screamed just from ejaculation, but whenever he was with Misha, his voice got unnecessarily loud. And now, if he made a loud noise, it was obvious they would be found out by the people in the next room.“……”As his throat convulsed, Misha kissed him and pushed his tongue deep inside. The crushed moans spilled entirely into Misha’s mouth. As Chahyun’s body trembled up and down, Misha swallowed all of Chahyun’s ragged breaths.In the silence, only the sound of Misha’s cleats scraping the floor echoed. The high-pitched metallic sound urged Chahyun to spill out the last of his remaining arousal. Along with the brain-draining pleasure, white, opaque semen spurted onto Chahyun’s body in an instant.With his chest heaving, abdomen bare from lifting his uniform, and pants pulled down to his hips, Chahyun’s thighs folded upwards, everything got soaked in the sticky liquid. The pooled semen glistened dully under the lights. Feeling the fluid dripping between his legs and onto the sofa, Chahyun pulled his lips away and reclined backward. His limbs fell slack as if soaked in water.“Yuan, are you okay?”Hearing the worried whisper, Chahyun blinked absently. The address reverted to normal as if nothing had happened. Misha always knew just how to push his limits endearingly, so Chahyun always missed the timing to scold him.“I’m okay. Let’s rest a bit… and then go out.”They needed to show their faces in the locker room soon, but for now, even a few seconds of recovery were necessary. His weary body slumped into the sofa.“…Let’s go home early today.”Hearing the soft whisper, Chahyun nodded and closed his eyes. As he laid back and caught his breath, Misha picked up the uniform of Ail City that had been thrown to the floor. Using it, he wiped the semen off Chahyun’s body. He meticulously rubbed the muscles of his abdomen, cleaned the uniform, thighs, and knees, making his body pristine as if nothing had happened. After cleaning the traces off the sofa and floor, Misha left a soft kiss on Chahyun’s cheek, helping him up.***The lights at Redbeard were a reddish-orange hue. Sitting at a square table in a dark corner, under the warm-colored lights, made your cheeks look flushed without even being drunk.However, the flushed faces of Yoon Chahyun and Misha, sitting across from each other with a table in between, were not because of the lighting. Amid the music filling the bar and the rowdy noise celebrating the end of another match, their gazes remained fixed on each other’s heated expressions.As soon as they entered the locker room after their escapade in the prep room, their teammates, including Jude, bombarded them with complaints. Despite scoring goals, they were scolded for showing up late.Worried they had been caught, Chahyun’s eyes darted around nervously… But it turned out their teammates were just threatening to kill them if they skipped out on the after-party.‘But I’m tired, I need to go home early…’In the commotion, Chahyun’s argument was naturally dismissed. Despite being relieved that their secret relationship wasn’t discovered, they couldn’t resist the tense atmosphere and ended up reluctantly joining the after-party. But while their bodies were there, their souls were not. Ignoring the meaningless chatter around them, they silently stared at each other, bathed in orange light.It was driving him crazy. The heat from the match still hadn’t dissipated. The urgent release they had shared in the prep room wasn’t enough to dam the rising tide. Even while apart, they felt strangely connected.Misha’s gaze from across the table was the same as it had been in the prep room. His delicate, lily-of-the-valley-like face contrasted sharply with his predatory eyes. Chahyun gulped.Oh, I want to tease him.While maintaining eye contact with Misha’s fervent stare, Chahyun gently nudged Misha’s shoe with his own. As Misha’s foot slid back, he raised an eyebrow and immediately returned the gesture. The game of not wanting to lose amused Chahyun, so he lifted his shoe and nudged Misha’s pant leg.As he gently scratched at the fabric with his shoe, Misha turned his head slightly. His frustrated expression, unable to bear the provocation, stared daggers at Chahyun. His lips moved soundlessly.‘Stop that.’‘I don’t want to.’‘Yuan, enough.’Seeing his impatiently heated expression made Chahyun feel good. Just as he inadvertently smiled, Jude suddenly leaned close to Chahyun’s ear and whispered harshly.“Get out of here, you two!”Gasp… Chahyun quickly turned to face his friend. Jude, with a devilish expression, moved only his lips.“Get out.”“Jude.”“Leave. Disappear!”When had he insisted they had to join the after-party, and now he was trying to kick them out like a possessed robot. Chahyun hesitated weakly.“Why the sudden change… You’ve been talking about the after-party nonstop.”“It’s enough now, so disappear!”Breathing heavily with a cold breath, Jude finally started shoving the reluctant Chahyun out of his seat. As he stumbled out, Misha, who had been watching, quickly stood up as well.“Yeah. Let’s go back now, Yuan.”The voice was confident. Chahyun glanced at Jude, hesitating.“Really… can we leave?”“You guys are seriously so annoying! The table’s shaking!”At Jude’s muffled shout, Chahyun quickly picked up his team bag. Misha, already prepared to leave, stood close beside him like an escort. Holding Misha’s wrist tightly like a leash, Chahyun glanced around the dim interior.The teammates seemed completely preoccupied. The celebration for Yoon Chahyun’s goal had ended long ago, and the players were busy reflecting on the match, some standing and others sitting. In the free-flowing atmosphere, their departure would likely go unnoticed.Misha, losing patience, pulled Chahyun’s arm and took a step towards the exit. From a standing table in the distance, where he was talking to the coaches, Cahill popped a piece of popcorn into his mouth as he made eye contact with Chahyun being led by Misha.“Yuan, let’s get out of here.”“Th-then we’re leaving, Jude? Rest up, see you the day after tomorrow, okay?”Still feeling uneasy about Jude’s glaring eyes, Chahyun kept looking back even as Misha pulled him towards the exit. Near the door, Chahyun waved his hand in gratitude for allowing their departure, and Jude, extending a single finger, waved back. With that sincere gesture as their last sight, the two quickly exited the pub’s large glass door.***What followed was an endless stream of desire.As soon as Misha, after parking the car in the garage, let go of the steering wheel, Chahyun grabbed his collar, marking the beginning. Rising from the passenger seat, Chahyun straddled Misha, tearing off his tie and shirt buttons. With one hand, he pressed the armrest button randomly. The whirring sound of the seat lowering accompanied Misha’s hands grabbing Chahyun’s waist.The spacious interior of Misha’s classic car was an unexpected advantage for having sex. The fact that Misha’s garage connected to the interior was even better. About 20 minutes later, wearing torn clothes, the two tumbled out of the car and immediately fell onto the living room floor inside the house. The two boxes of condom bundles they had bought on the way home spilled across the floor, but neither of them cared.As they moved closer to the bedroom, they shed more clothes. Leaving garments like breadcrumbs, they finally rolled into the bedroom naked. Although the bed wasn’t made of candy, the embrace and kisses were sweet enough to be satisfying.However, Misha had an insatiable sweet tooth. With crazed eyes, he clung to Chahyun, employing various techniques whose origins were unknown. The number of times was uncountable. Despite taking several intermissions, only a few minutes into resting, Misha would rise again, grabbing Chahyun’s waist.Whenever Chahyun, hoarse from shouting, staggered to the kitchen for water, Misha, following closely, would push him onto the dining table, thrusting himself inside as Chahyun drank. The glass of water would spill, and they would quickly reach climax. If Chahyun tried to go to the bathroom, Misha would pin him against the tiles, lift his lower body, and thrust inside. The cold tiles would heat up with their body warmth, leading to another swift climax…‘I’m going to die if this goes on.’It was hard to believe that they were the same players who had run on the field for 100 minutes just hours ago. Far from being tired, Misha acted like it was round two. Though Chahyun didn’t want to admit it, it was hard to keep up.But if Misha, whining and clinging, initiated sex, it always ended up feeling too good to refuse. Every time Chahyun thought he was done, he found himself being shaken by Misha or moving on his own, leading to another climax.Lying down with a soaked body, Chahyun mused hazily. Surely, no one else could handle Misha’s insane stamina and affection but him. Not that he had any intention of giving Misha to anyone else.Finally, around noon, they managed to take a break.Chahyun held Misha’s head in his arms, staring at the sunlit ceiling of the living room. Why were they sprawled naked on the sofa instead of the bed? He vaguely recalled being pulled into something on the sofa after attempting to make a midnight snack.“Ugh…”Misha, nestled in Chahyun’s arms, clung tighter at the sound. Though not fully awake, his body instinctively sought closeness. Stroking Misha’s back, Chahyun picked up his phone, which he had left on the sofa the night before.“It’s already eleven.”It was a relief it was a holiday. Seeing the time on the screen, Chahyun opened his overflowing messenger inbox. Messages continued to pour in even at this moment. Congratulations, encouragement, well-wishes… Over a thousand messages. Chahyun started with the ones from close friends.▶[Congrats on the goal, Cha-cha ( ´◔‿ゝ◔ `)☞ ♥ CF is going ahead as we discussed. Misha and you…]The first message was from Chun Seong-joo. Grimacing, Chahyun scrolled down.▶[You crazy bastard, hahaha. Drunken master move, huh?]This was from Park Jung. Despite the chaos, he apparently had come to see the match. Chahyun continued scrolling.▶[Oppa, you were so coolㅠ Stayed up all night to watch the match! For pretty Cha, pocket money ☞ KB 435002-04-323460]This was from his younger sibling. Chahyun clicked his tongue. Why was his sibling demanding money when he was the one who scored?After checking a few more messages from acquaintances, Chahyun lowered his phone and leaned back.Yesterday’s match felt like a dream. No one would imagine that the day after Yoon Chahyun scored a goal, he would be lying naked on a sofa instead of a bed. Turning slightly, Misha, who seemed to have just woken up, rubbed his cheek against Chahyun’s chest.Chahyun kissed his forehead, whispering a belated morning greeting.“Did you sleep well?”“Mm…”Misha whimpered like a child, his hand roving sensually over Chahyun’s thigh and buttocks. Despite having his eyes closed, he began exploring Chahyun’s inner thigh out of habit. If this continued, they might end up staying in bed all day. Chahyun gently patted Misha’s cheek.“We should get up now, Misha.”“Why? No. It’s our day off.”“Still.”“I want to stay like this longer… Hold me tighter.”The affectionate tone made his heart clench. Misha was getting more expressive. But Chahyun couldn’t give in to this honesty just yet; there was something more important to attend to.“Misha, we need to pick up the kid before the afternoon.”“…Ah!”Misha lifted his head from Chahyun’s embrace, finally remembering Hong Sam’s absence. So it took mentioning their beloved dog to bring him back to his senses… Watching Misha hurriedly get up, Chahyun counted the time. If they got ready quickly, they could make it to the sitter on time.“Get ready quickly. We need to move right away… And let’s do some grocery shopping while we’re out.”“Then I’ll pack the harness and snacks. Yuan, you go shower first.”Seeing Misha sit up abruptly on the sofa made Chahyun smile a little. He slipped his arms into Misha’s shirt, which was lying around, and got up with him. However, the sight before them left both of them speechless.The living room, bathed in the midday sunlight, looked like a bomb had gone off. Scattered belongings looked as if an earthquake had hit, and the once-elegant suits were strewn about like rags. The kitchen showed signs of some chaotic event, with spilled water and broken cups. And then there were the numerous packaged condoms scattered all over the floor, along with several used ones…“We probably need to clean up before we go.”“Yeah…”They stood there, disheveled, staring blankly at the unnecessarily large living room. They had a long way to go.