IBPC | Chapter 10.2

Heegon quietly watched Seoyul for a moment before gesturing for Dubo and the court ladies to leave. Then he rolled up his sleeves and sat on the bed.

“…?”

When Heegon sat beside him, Seoyul turned his head to look up at him. Heegon rolled up both sleeves and picked up a bottle. Seoyul gave him a questioning look, and Heegon tugged at Seoyul’s clothes.

“It’s essential oil extracted from flowers.”

“Uh, but why…?”

As Heegon answered and began to undo his own clothes, Seoyul flinched and half-sat up. But Heegon gently pushed him back down, looking directly at him.

“I’ll help relieve your tense muscles. Otherwise, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

“…?”

Wait, does he mean… like a massage?

Feeling Heegon’s hands slipping under his loosened clothes, Seoyul awkwardly laughed.

“I’m fine. But why is Your Highness doing this? Dubo could do it.”

Seoyul tried to pull his clothes back together, but Heegon awkwardly smiled.

Even if Dubo was a young eunuch, he couldn’t stand the thought of someone else touching Seoyul’s body all over, so he decided to do it himself.

Heegon paused for a moment before slipping his hands back under Seoyul’s clothes.

“I’ll do it. I’m quite good at this.”

“Your Highness?”

“When I was learning to ride as a child, my mother often did this for me.”

“…”

Hearing the unexpected mention of his mother, Seoyul paused.

Come to think of it, it’s the first time he’s mentioned his mom.

Seoyul hesitated for a moment but couldn’t resist his growing curiosity and cautiously asked.

“Is your mother… gone?”

“It’s been about ten years.”

Heegon answered calmly, and Seoyul looked at him quietly.

If it’s been about ten years, he was around fourteen… That’s similar to me.

Suddenly, memories of his own past surfaced, and Seoyul’s voice softened.

“My mom passed away before I turned ten.”

He added words that weren’t asked. Hearing this, Heegon paused in undressing Seoyul and looked at him.

Come to think of it, he didn’t know much about Seoyul. What kind of parents he had, what family he came from, if he had siblings… He was curious but couldn’t bring himself to ask. Pacheon had brought him here, but Seoyul had come because of him, leaving everything behind.

So Heegon didn’t ask further and continued to undress Seoyul. He poured some essential oil into his hands and began massaging Seoyul’s calves.

“Ugh…”

The smooth, fragrant floral oil enveloped his skin. As Heegon gently kneaded the tension out of his muscles, Seoyul’s shoulders tensed up. But as Heegon’s touch became softer, the tension in his body eased.

Seoyul looked up at Heegon with a slightly embarrassed expression. The conversation had stopped, and he felt a bit awkward.

As Heegon remained silent, Seoyul, feeling the awkward atmosphere, started to ramble.

“But my grandmother raised me well. I lived happily with her. I got into the university I wanted. Even though I was busy with scholarships and tuition…”

As Seoyul opened up more, Heegon set aside his hesitation and asked what he was curious about.

“…What about your father?”

“My dad passed away before I was born, so I don’t even know his face. When I look at pictures, I think I might resemble him a bit, but… I’m not sure. I don’t remember much about my mom either… I just miss my grandmother. She passed away not long ago…”

Seoyul smiled weakly. Seeing this, Heegon frowned slightly.

“Then who have you been living with?”

“After my grandmother passed, I lived alone.”

“Then you haven’t married?”

“How old do you think I am—”

Seoyul answered without thinking and then felt a sense of futility.

Considering my age, if I had come here married, it would have been a nightmare.

Seoyul glanced at Heegon anew. Not understanding the look, Heegon moved his hand to Seoyul’s inner thigh.

“Ah…”

Seoyul flinched in surprise. Unlike his calves, there was a sharp pain.

“It hurts…”

Seoyul tried to pull his leg away from Heegon. But Heegon firmly held Seoyul’s thigh and continued to massage it.

“Bear with it a little. It’ll feel better tomorrow.”

“But…”

Seoyul tried to push Heegon’s hand away, but the soothing relief that followed the pain made him relax.

It hurts… but it does feel like it’s loosening up?

Despite his lingering doubts, Seoyul let Heegon do as he pleased with his body.

Seoyul lay languidly until Heegon finished with one leg and moved on to the other.

It didn’t feel bad. He had exercised properly for the first time in a while, and though he wasn’t sure what it was, the fragrant oil massage felt nice. A warm bath would make it perfect.

Ah… I’m starting to feel…

“…?”

Seoyul, who had been staring at a corner of the ceiling, suddenly realized something was off and lifted his head. Looking at Heegon, he saw that one hand was holding his thigh while the other was pressing against his chest.

“What… are you doing?”

Seoyul asked, watching Heegon’s oil-covered hand rub his chest. Heegon let out a short sigh.

“It was standing so stiffly.”

Heegon pinched Seoyul’s erect nipple with his fingertips. Seoyul’s face flushed red, and he tensed his leg in Heegon’s grip.

“When did I ever…!”

As Seoyul tried to pull his leg away, Heegon tightened his grip and gently spread Seoyul’s thighs, drawing closer.

“The lower part was half-standing too… What were you thinking?”

Heegon’s gaze subtly shifted to Seoyul’s lower body. Seoyul’s eyes followed and found his own slightly aroused member.

Why is that…?

Even though it was a part of his own body, Seoyul hadn’t noticed it at all, and he raised his hand to cover his face.

“I must be crazy.”

A low, creeping sigh escaped him.

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Seoyul’s legs, straddling Heegon’s body, glistened more than usual. The oil had spread, covering Heegon’s thighs as well. Heegon’s hands, slick with oil, glided smoothly over Seoyul’s skin, pulling him closer by the waist.

“Ah…”

Seoyul’s legs slid against Heegon, trying to press his knees into the bed for support, but it was futile. He had no choice but to grab onto Heegon’s shoulders to steady himself. Heegon, however, pressed Seoyul’s back down and took his chest into his mouth.

“Stop… please…”

Heegon had been busy sucking on Seoyul’s chest, leaving marks everywhere. Only when there was no more space left to mark did Heegon finally lift his head. Seoyul was biting his lip, trying to suppress a moan.

Heegon glanced down at the nipple he had been sucking on. It was swollen and sensitive, enough to make Seoyul shiver with just a brush of the tongue.

“Do you know how much this has swollen?”

Heegon said, licking it again. Seoyul threaded his fingers through Heegon’s disheveled hair, redirecting the blame.

“It’s because you keep doing that…”

“But when I touch here, it gets so wet down there, it makes things easier.”

“No—”

“You always say no.”

Heegon took the other nipple into his mouth. Meanwhile, his fingers were inside Seoyul, where it was already so wet that the fluids pooled in his palm.

“Ha… Hngh…”

Seoyul tried to suppress the movement of his hips as he looked down at Heegon licking his chest. He tried to speak, hesitated, and then opened his mouth again, as if he couldn’t hold back.

After repeating this several times, Seoyul finally grabbed Heegon’s face and lifted it.

“Stop… and…”

Seoyul bit his lip with a slightly frustrated expression.

“Just… do it.”

As if surrendering, Seoyul blushed and rubbed himself against Heegon’s already erect member. Heegon’s shaft, slick with oil, seemed ready to pierce through Seoyul’s skin. But instead of entering, it just teased with fingers, driving Seoyul crazy.

Unable to voice his frustration, Seoyul’s hips moved restlessly. Heegon exhaled, withdrawing his fingers. Feeling this, Seoyul instinctively lifted his body. Heegon, as if waiting, grabbed his shaft and guided it to Seoyul’s entrance.

As the tip of Heegon’s member touched the tight entrance, Seoyul couldn’t wait and lowered his hips. With the abundance of fluids and oil, Heegon’s shaft slid in smoothly, as if being sucked in.

“Ah…”

“…Haa.”

Their simultaneous moans filled the air. Seoyul’s slick thighs wrapped around Heegon, allowing for deeper penetration than ever before.

“It’s so deep…”

Seoyul felt Heegon’s shaft fully inside him and moved his hips. Heegon frowned and gripped Seoyul’s hips.

“Wait… if you squeeze like that…”

Heegon lifted Seoyul’s hips slightly. The sight of Seoyul’s legs spread wide, almost swallowing his pubic hair, was visible. His shaft was tightly gripped between them.

“Ha… really…”

Seeing this, Heegon bit his lip. He looked up at Seoyul, who was frowning and holding onto his shoulders. Watching him, Heegon had an interesting thought and leaned back slightly.

This caused his body to recline at the edge of the bed, pushing the blankets aside. In that position, Heegon pulled Seoyul’s hips forward.

“Keep your back straight.”

“…?”

“Try moving.”

Heegon spoke with a leisurely gaze, and Seoyul, flustered, grabbed Heegon’s wrist.

“What… do you mean?”

Sitting awkwardly on Heegon’s body, Seoyul looked confused. Heegon stifled a laugh and released Seoyul’s hips. Instead, he placed his hands inside Seoyul’s knees, lifting his hips.

“When you trot on a horse, you need to know how to sit and stand using only the strength of your knees.”

“…What?”

“You need to use the rebound from the horse’s movement to avoid straining yourself.”

“What are you…”

Seoyul’s face turned red as he realized what Heegon meant. And just as he thought, Heegon began to thrust upward. Seoyul wobbled, leaning forward.

“Ugh… Haa…”

“Keep your back straight, and match my movements.”

“What are you—stop it.”

Seoyul struggled, trying to push Heegon’s hands away. But Heegon held Seoyul’s legs tightly and thrust deeper.

“Ha… Ah… Ugh…”

With each upward thrust from Heegon, Seoyul’s body jolted. He was swept up in the movement, but gradually, he began to follow Heegon’s rhythm, chasing the pleasure.

Soon, Seoyul was moving his hips up and down, skillfully enveloping Heegon’s shaft. Satisfied, Heegon wrapped his hands around Seoyul’s inner thighs, gently and softly.

“Relax your thighs and calves. If you press too hard, it’ll be difficult to walk after getting off the horse.”

“Hngh… Stop… it.”

“…? What?”

“Don’t say things like that while doing this!”

Seoyul, overwhelmed, slapped Heegon’s abdomen. Heegon finally let out the laughter he had been holding back and sat up.

“You seem to have a knack for it.”

“Ugh… Stop teasing me…”

Heegon embraced Seoyul’s glaring form and kissed him.

“Mmm…”