Crave You Forever
Chapter 24: R18 uwuuu

Chapter 24: R18 uwuuu

"No you’re pregnant, you sit on the stool there .."

Haeun eyes followed Yeongsoo’s fingers as he stared at the stool before shaking his head.

"I’m pregnant not useless, I want to help.."

Yeongsoo sighed and nodded, since Haeun insisted on helping out.

"Alright let’s do it together.."

As Haeun dried the last dish, he tossed a playful glance at Yeongsoo, who was scrubbing a pot. "You know, I never expected a rich kid like you to be so good at chores. Did your parents make you do this?"

Yeongsoo glanced over his shoulder, a smirk playing on his lips. "My parents were always busy. My two older brothers practically raised me, but they were also busy, so I had to fend for myself at times."

"Really? I would have thought you had maids and butlers for that," Haeun teased, running the towel over a plate.

"Nah, they were hardly around. I learned to cook and clean out of boredom. Plus, I don’t mind it. It’s kind of therapeutic," Yeongsoo replied, rinsing the pot before setting it aside.

Haeun raised an eyebrow, enjoying the playful banter. "Therapeutic, huh? So, does that mean I can get you to do my chores from now on?"

"Only if you agree to keep me company plus I wasn’t planning on letting you do any" Yeongsoo shot back, his tone light but with an underlying seriousness as he turned off the faucet.

"Deal!" Haeun laughed, the sound filling the kitchen and easing the tension that had lingered since their earlier discussions.

Yeongsoo finished rinsing the last dish and turned to face Haeun fully, a genuine smile on his face. "You know, if you need anything, just let me know. I may be a rich man, and that’s exactly why I can take care of you. I’ll get you anything you want Haeun."

Haeun felt a flutter in his chest. "You’re really sweet, you know that? I feel like I could taste the sugar off you"

"Don’t let it get to your head," Yeongsoo replied, a playful glint in his eyes. "It’s just how I am."

"So you’re like this to everyone?" Haeun pouted as he took a step back.

"..."

"When did I say that?" Yeongsoo took a step closer and wrapped his hand around Haeun’s waist. "I’m like this for only you, I’m all yours Haeun.."

"Mhm...prove it.." Haeun grinned as he wrapped his hands around Yeongsoo’s neck.

"You can’t go back on your words.."

As they left the kitchen, the playful atmosphere between them lingered. Yeongsoo, with a mischievous grin, scooped Haeun up into his arms, carrying him effortlessly toward the bedroom. Haeun clung to his shoulders, laughing softly but feeling his heart race in anticipation.

He knew what they were about to do and if it was with Yeongsoo he didn’t mind.

When they reached the bedroom, Yeongsoo set Haeun down gently on the bed, his gaze never leaving him. The room was dimly lit, the only sound being their slightly ragged breaths as they stared at each other, knowing what was coming next. Yeongsoo leaned down, pressing his lips against Haeun’s, deepening the kiss until the air around them thickened with desire.

Haeun’s fingers clung to Yeongsoo’s shirt, pulling him closer as the kiss became heated, their bodies pressed together. He could feel the weight of Yeongsoo’s need, the way his hands roamed over his body, igniting sparks wherever they touched.

But just as things were about to go further, Haeun pulled back, breathless. "Wait... we can’t... what if we hurt the baby?"

Yeongsoo paused, his lips brushing against Haeun’s neck as he exhaled slowly. There was a flicker of frustration in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by something softer—something protective. "You’re right," he murmured, his voice low and raspy. "We have to be careful."

He leaned back slightly, his eyes locked on Haeun’s flushed face, and a slow smile spread across his lips. "But that doesn’t mean I can’t take care of you in other ways..."

Without another word, his hand slipped between Haeun’s legs, his fingers teasing the sensitive skin there. Haeun gasped, his hips instinctively lifting toward Yeongsoo’s touch. The sensation was overwhelming, each stroke of Yeongsoo’s fingers sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

Haeun’s breath hitched as Yeongsoo worked him with skillful precision, his fingers moving in slow, deliberate motions that had Haeun trembling beneath him. The heat between them intensified as Haeun’s body responded eagerly, the pleasure building with each passing second.

He couldn’t hold back the soft moans escaping his lips, his body arching into every touch. Yeongsoo’s gaze never left his face, watching every expression, every reaction, his own breathing becoming labored as he brought Haeun closer and closer to the edge.

And then, just as Haeun thought he couldn’t take it anymore, the intensity peaked, and he finally reached his peak, his body shaking as waves of pleasure crashed over him. He collapsed back against the bed, panting, his entire body flushed with satisfaction.

Yeongsoo leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. "You okay?" he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness.

Haeun nodded, still catching his breath. "Yeah... more than okay," he murmured, his heart still racing. He couldn’t believe how much he trusted Yeongsoo in that moment, how safe he felt in his arms.

As Haeun shifted in Yeongsoo’s arms, he felt the tension between them slowly simmering back to life. His eyes trailed down to the evident hardness pressing against Yeongsoo’s pants. A blush crept up his cheeks as he looked back at him, biting his lip before speaking softly.

"I... I want to help you too," Haeun whispered, his gaze darting down to the bulge that was impossible to ignore. His heart raced, unsure of how to proceed but feeling an urge to return the pleasure he had just experienced.

Yeongsoo’s eyes darkened with desire as he watched Haeun, a small smirk playing on his lips. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice low and teasing. "You don’t have to push yourself."

"I want to," Haeun said, his voice shaky but determined.

With a nod, Yeongsoo slowly released Haeun from his embrace, lying back slightly as Haeun slid down the bed. The sight of Yeongsoo’s arousal, now fully revealed, made Haeun’s breath hitch. It was big, bigger than he had anticipated, and the thought of what he was about to do made his pulse race.

Haeun hesitated for a moment, his hand trembling slightly as he reached for him. His fingers wrapped around the base of Yeongsoo’s d**k, feeling the heat of it against his palm. Slowly, he leaned in, his lips brushing over the tip before taking it into his mouth.

But as he tried to fit more of Yeongsoo d**k into his mouth, he quickly realized it was a lot to handle. His jaw ached slightly, but he pressed on, determined to do his best. He bobbed his head slowly, trying to relax as he took in more of him.

Yeongsoo groaned softly, his fingers sliding into Haeun’s hair, guiding him gently. "Take your time," he murmured, his voice deep with pleasure. "Don’t rush."

Haeun’s heart pounded as he tried to find a rhythm, but after a few moments, it became clear that it was too much for him to take on his own. Seeing Haeun struggle, Yeongsoo’s hand tightened in his hair, tugging him back gently.

"Let me," Yeongsoo whispered, his tone filled with both lust and tenderness. He took control, guiding Haeun’s movements, slowly pushing him down while pulling back at just the right moments.

Haeun’s mouth stretched wide around him, his lips slick as he tried to keep up with the pace Yeongsoo set. The sounds of his own shallow breaths mixed with the low groans from Yeongsoo only heightened the heat between them.

It didn’t take long before the tension in the room peaked. Yeongsoo’s grip tightened in Haeun’s hair, his hips pushing up as he neared the edge. But just as the moment approached its climax, Haeun’s teeth accidentally grazed against him, causing Yeongsoo to groan—not from pleasure, but from the sudden sensation.

Yeongsoo pulled Haeun back quickly, stifling a laugh as he caught his breath. "Careful," he said, his voice a mix of amusement and strained desire.

Haeun’s face turned beet red with embarrassment, pulling back and covering his mouth with his hand. "I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to—"

Yeongsoo chuckled, pulling him back into his arms and kissing his forehead gently. "It’s okay," he murmured, still smiling. "You’re cute when you’re flustered."

Haeun’s embarrassment lingered, but he couldn’t help but relax in Yeongsoo’s hold, the warmth between them settling once again.