Absinthe novel Chapter 48

We lay on the bed for the next few minutes, panting hard and practically spent after that round of lovemaking. I could feel Jiwoo's labored breathing and felt warmth and pleasure in the way his chest moved up and down against mine. One thing bothered me though: I hadn't cleansed properly before we'd done it.

Jiwoo was still hard and halfway inside me, so I was dying of anxiety because of what might come once he pulled out.

"What's wrong?" Jiwoo asked, his head right above mine. Beads of sweat were rolling down from his temples to his sideburns and neck. He was giving me puppy eyes again, and I knew I'd be in even more trouble if I gave him any sign that I was up for round two.

But the fucker moved again! I felt him slide further inside of me, a stupid smile plastered on his face.

"I love you," he said.

"Don't move!" I lightly tapped his exposed butt. "Listen, we need to go to the bathroom now."

"But I want to do it again—"

"Fine," I interjected. "I'll let you do it again, but not right now. We need to go to the bathroom first." I was extremely desperate to get the shower running and make sure he didn't see anything bad.

Jiwoo grinned sheepishly and started pulling out. Good thing I was blessed with insanely fast reflexes because I was able to lock him in place with my legs before he could go any further. I didn't think I could bear it if Jiwoo got even the slightest whiff of fecal matter.

Please, God! I thought. I know you don't really care about gay guys, but please don't subject me to that kind of humiliation!

To my horror, Jiwoo's grin grew wider, and I felt him go practically balls deep into my unclean orifice. "It really feels good to be inside you."

"You've got to be kidding me," I told him, nearing tears. "That wins as the most cringeworthy statement of the century."

Jiwoo frowned. I stopped laughing when he stayed silent, still scowling like I'd taken away Christmas from him.

"Sorry." I didn't know what I was apologizing for, but I did it anyway. "But we should really go to the bathroom."

When Jiwoo moved again, I tightened the grip of my legs around his hips. "No. We need to go there like this." Jiwoo stared at me for a moment, and as he opened his mouth to say something, I hastily cut him off. "It's hard to explain, but you have to carry me to the bathroom as carefully as you can."

Jiwoo didn't respond and just kept staring at me with his mouth half-open.

"Please?"

Jiwoo's mouth descended upon mine, and we were kissing again as passionately as we were minutes earlier. But it didn't last long as he pulled away, guided my body toward his as he stood up, and carefully lifted me. I secured myself in position by squeezing my thighs around his waist more tightly and putting some of my weight across his shoulders as I clung on to them.

Jiwoo was unexpectedly strong as he carried me from the bed to the bathroom, his feet careful in their steps to avoid slipping, and his lean and muscular arms comfortably holding me in place. I opened the bathroom door for us. As soon as we were standing under the shower head, I reached for the switch to turn off the lights.

"Kinky much?" Jiwoo joked.

I ignored him and pulled the shower handle upward. The rush of water during the first few seconds was cold, and it stung my back and arms before the temperature equilibrated to a comfortable level. I grabbed the shower gel and made as much lather as I could. Only when I was satisfied that the entire bathroom smelled like a lavender garden did I finally push Jiwoo and his semi-hard penis away from me.

I was so scared that Jiwoo would smell something foul the moment his manhood was out of me, but thankfully there was none. It was either nothing had come out of my shithole, or the lavender lather was doing a fantastic job of masking the odor.

I lathered Jiwoo's cock for him just in case there were traces of you-know-what, and soon enough, I felt it get harder. It was now standing in perfect salute. I stopped what I was doing and rinsed it with water thoroughly before I turned on the lights.

I immediately checked the floor, scared that there might be remnants of shit on it, but thank goodness it was clean. Whew!