It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 177: Just who are you imagining me to be right now?

Chapter 177: Just who are you imagining me to be right now?

Minwoo stared at him puzzled. What had gotten over him all of a sudden? He looked like he was hurting. Why?

’Hm, strange.’ Minwoo thought. ’Normally, when you tell someone you’re a manwhore who wouldn’t mind whatever they do just as long as they put it in, they would take that as a signal to her rough and wild but this little kitten looks at me in pity. How cute?’ he smiled and placed his hand on Sungho’s face, caressing his face. "Are you feeling bad for me?"

"You’re in pain in your heart, aren’t you?" Sungho asked and Minwoo paused. "You feel guilty. Is that why your heart is always distressed that you chose to use sex as a relief point?"

"Why are you suddenly talking like you know anything about me?" Minwoo asked. "It’s cute how you’re trying to guess what sort of pain I’m feeling but let’s not go there. All I want from you is sex. That’s the only way you can comfort me."

"Then, allow me to help you." Sungho said, still looking at him with pitiful eyes. "Don’t go around looking for partners that could hurt you. I will help you, with my body. We can do it as much as you want, anything, anywhere. I will help you, so please," he dropped his head on Minwoo’s chest. "...use me."

Minwoo was stunned. He didn’t think it would be this easy. Whatever did this cute kitten of a guy think of that made him have a change of heart? He was sure he was the morally upright type. Or maybe he was doing this out of curiosity.

A lot of people wondered what it was like to have a fuck buddy, so maybe he was one of them.

Well, it didn’t matter. He would make sure to take advantage of it and use him to the fullest.

"Well, alright." Minwoo said, driving his fingers softly through his cotton candy hair. "Let’s commemorate this day with an all-night of steamy sex. You can do me for as long and as hard as you want."

"No, I’ll be gentle." Sungho said and kissed his lips. "I’ll give you sex that no one has ever given you."

Minwoo didn’t know if he was serious or if he was just exaggerating. But no one had ever said they would be gentle and actually went gentle.

What was Sungho thinking?

Sungho hugged Minwoo tight. He didn’t know what came over him, but at that moment when Minwoo confessed, he actually thought of Dongwoo being in Minwoo’s shoes, and that compelled him to make that decision.

He knew that this wasn’t Dongwoo and this was Minwoo but as long as he had that face, he didn’t want to see him suffer.

"Hey, gentle or not, we’re not going to get any fuck done if you hold me tight like this." Minwoo said and Sungho raised his head to kiss Minwoo’s lips softly.

It was slow and passionate, and it made Minwoo feel impatient and greedy. He wanted more but Sungho was serious when he said he was going to be gentle.

He didn’t thrust in forcefully as he did before when he was under the influence of alcohol and guilt. He wasn’t fast either, it was slow and gentle.

’This isn’t fucking.’ Minwoo thought. ’This... Why does it give me the feeling that we’re making love? What is this guy thinking?’

He looked at Sungho’s face. He stared passionately at him and once their eyes met, he would kiss his lips.

’Just who are you imagining me to be right now?’

Minwoo thought. He wasn’t stupid so of course he would know when someone was fucking him with a lover in mind. He had come across a few of such guys.

’Dammit. It feels good but why does it make me feel shitty?’

He couldn’t think of anyone. So, was there no one? Was he sincerely thinking of him while he made love to him and staring at his face with that expression on his face?

It was too much to believe.

’Did he fall for me after that night but won’t admit it?’

Minwoo never thought that the person Sungho could be thinking about while he made love to him was Dongwoo. His mind did not go there and it would never go there for some reason.

He decided to just enjoy the sex as it came.

They did it the first time, slow and gentle and Sungho asked,

"How did that feel?"

"You’re getting too emotional with this, Sungho." Minwoo said. "It was great, and it actually moved me in a way, but that’s not enough. You just did me like a kitten. Now, I want you to do me like a tiger. Just as you did that night."

Sungho stared at his face.

’It’s not Dongwoo. Why would I even think of him while having sex? I feel like I’ve gone mad. The person who wants me to be his sex partner is Minwoo, not Dongwoo, so I need to get it together and do what he wants.’

He finally cleared his mind, leaving out all traces of Dongwoo, and gave in. He still had a lot of stamina built up and so he decided to use it to please Minwoo and hoped it would relieve him of all the emotional stress he was feeling.

"If that’s why you want, I’ll do it." Sungho said and raised Minwoo’s leg, hanging it over his shoulder.

"The kitten is gone." Minwoo suddenly said, licking his lips lustfully. "Now, I’d like to see what this tiger is made of."

’Even if I don’t see him as Dongwoo, I don’t want to hurt him. I want to be different from the past partners he met up with who only thought of themselves. But how can I do that when what he wants is hard sex?’ he placed the tip of his cock on Minwoo’s entrance. ’I need to be careful so I don’t lose control.’

"Hey," Minwoo called and Sungho looked up from his cock. "We’re not lovers. We’re fuck buddies. So, put aside that sympathy you feel and just fuck me, okay?"

As soon as he said this, Minwoo thrust his cock in, knocking his brains out, and pulled out.

"I get it." Sungho said and stopped when it was just the tip left inside. "I’ll do it just like you want."

Sungho decided he was not going to act like Minwoo’s past partners but he would put Minwoo’s needs first. They were both doing this for one relief or the other but Sungho decided Minwoo’s was top priority.

So, if he wanted him to ram him in till he crushed all of his organs in his stomach, he would do that. If he wanted him to fuck him with just the tip, he would do that as well.

At the end of the day, he, who was putting it in, would still feel as much relief as Minwoo would feel if not more.

’Ahhhh, this is greeeatt!’ Minwoo thought, his eyes rolling back as Sungho kept at it fast and hard. ’I should’ve approached him much soooner.’ Ah. He was loving it more than he thought he would. This was practically a free meal served on a platter for him and he would eat it to his fill.