Mouth covered by Wi Hajoon's lips and eyes by his hand, all while being stirred up like this, it was a miracle Rim Young was staying so still. Perhaps he had already adjusted to doing this with Wi Hajoon, but his breathing gradually became more stable, although it was far from just breathing normally.
The instant Wi Hajoon's lips would move away, he would start panting softly through his wet lips that couldn't close because he would be kissed again in the next second. Wi Hajoon, unaware of how much strength he was using to keep Rim Young's head glued to the mattress, pushed his tongue inside without any specific control each time.
Rim Young's eyes, however, were being squeezed by the hand so much that they were already tearing up. Using his own hand, he gently took the hand off his eyes—which came off surprisingly easily despite how much force Wi Hajoon had been using just now.
"Should I not cover them?"
