YOORAN Week Day 5
I don’t know anything about the Strawberry Festival, so Vacation it is!
“You ok Yoosung? We can take a break if you need to.” Saeran watched Yoosung struggle to keep up, his backpack heavy on his back. Maybe they should go back down.
“No, I’m fine, keep going, I’m right behind you.” Yoosung was a little out of breath, but nowhere near needing to stop. He was excited to find the waterfall the concierge had told them about. This was the first day of their vacation where they had actually left the hotel. Yoosung smiled, remembering how tangled in the sheets they’d been. They hadn’t even bothered to get dressed when room service arrived, he’d giggled when the woman leaving the cart last night ran her eyes over Saeran’s body, he’d wrapped himself in a towel to answer the door, she’d blushed when she’d seen Yoosung, on the bed, very naked as well. She’d squeaked and ran out. Yoosung had pulled Saeran back into bed before they had gotten around to eating. It was cold by then, but they didn’t care, feeding each other and kissing through the whole meal.
He looked up and watched Saeran’s ass as he hiked up the mountain trail. Damn, you’d think by now he would have gotten it all out of his system, but now, there it was again, that agonizing ache between his legs that only Saeran could relieve.
“Keep it in your pants Yoosung, you can wait another hour.”
Saeran turned back to him, “Say something?” he asked, eyebrows cocked questioningly.
“Uh, yeah, can you grab my water bottle out of my pack?” he asked, cheeks blushing.
Saeran walked down to him and Yoosung turned to give him access to his small backpack. He felt guilty that Saeran was practically carrying everything, He’d insisted that Yoosung put the towels, swimsuits and sunscreen in his pack, making it considerably lighter than Saeran’s. He felt Saeran digging into his bag and pulling out the water bottle. Yoosung turned towards him and Saeran handed him the bottle. He tilted his head up with his forefinger and thumb.
“Don’t think I don’t know what you were just thinking! Are you enjoying the view?” he grinned.
Yoosung huffed and pressed his lips to Saeran’s, “Immensely!” he admitted, not caring how rosy his cheeks got.
“How are you so insatiable?” Saeran asked, genuinely curious. Not that he was complaining.
“You’re just so hot babe, I can’t keep my hands off you.” He pulled Saeran towards him and kissed him slowly, enjoying the taste of his lips before breaking away.
“You ready to get going again?” Saeran asked. Yoosung nodded.
“Lead the way hot stuff!” Yoosung told him, smacking his ass.
“Hey now! Watch it buddy, I’m married.”
“Well, isn’t that a coincidence, me too.” Yoosung waggled his eyebrows and Saeran laughed. Yoosung was still too damned cute for his own good. They followed the trail for another 30 minutes before they heard the rush of the falling water. The trail was well worn and easy to follow, there were also handholds on the steeper areas, the trees encroaching on it, leaving a nice canopy overhead and keeping much of the sun’s heat off them. Yoosung took pictures with his phone. The lush underbrush was the brightest green he had ever seen. He also took many butt pictures of Saeran.
It took a lot longer to get to the waterfall than they would have thought. Finally, Saeran stood at the crest and looked out towards the stunning waterfall. Yoosung huffed his way next to Saeran and his breath was taken away.
“Yeah, isn’t that something?” Saeran smiled. The water fell off the cliff, hitting the lake below with such force they were being sprayed lightly, even where they were standing. There was a bright rainbow in the froth at the bottom on the waterfall. The sun glistened off of the pristine water. Yoosung took a picture. Then he turned the camera around so that he could take a selfie. “Come here.” He told Saeran. Saeran grumbled and didn’t move. “Saeran! You promised me! You said if I came, you’d let me take some pictures. Pictures of you!” Yoosung pouted.
“Fine.” He mumbled and stepped up next to Yoosung and turned to the camera, Yoosung’s smile was wide and ecstatic, Saeran smiled, but at Yoosung, not the camera.
“Saeran!” Yoosung chided him when he took a look at the photos. But his cheeks blushed, and he wasn’t really mad that Saeran had not looked at the camera.
Saeran smirked and kissed Yoosung’s cheek, “Come on.” Saeran held out his hand for Yoosung and they made their way down carefully, the rocks were slick with algae and slime. Yoosung almost slipped twice, but Saeran was there to keep him on his feet. They made it to the edge of the water. Saeran set his pack down and drank some water before taking his shirt off. He couldn’t wait to get into the water. Yoosung already had his pack open, taking out the towels, swimming trunks, and sunscreen.
“Maybe we should go skinny dipping.” Saeran suggested.
“Uh, no! We don’t know what’s in that water! Here! Put them on!” he threw Saeran his trunks and Saeran caught them with a chuckle. He caught Yoosung eyeing him as he took his clothes off and he tossed him a wink.
Yoosung blushed but didn’t look away. Saeran loved the duality of his husband. On the once hand he still found flirting, initiating sex, talking about sex, and everything associated with it, a blush worthy situation. But he had become bolder and open about sex. Saeran loved making him blush, and he loved that Yoosung might attack him if he did.
Yoosung took out the sunscreen and had Saeran turn around, making sure to cover every inch on his body, he didn’t want his delicate skin to burn. “Does it usually take this long to put sunscreen on?” Saeran asked, eyeing Yoosung. He shrugged and took his time, sliding his hands under Saeran’s trunks on his thighs. Saeran giggled, he was ticklish and sensitive on the inside of his thighs. He pushed Yoosung’s hands out. “Ok, I think I’m good.” He grinned. Yoosung pouted but said nothing. He handed the sunscreen to Saeran and took his clothes off, standing in front of Saeran in just his underwear. Saeran was just as meticulous as Yoosung, but much faster. Too fast for Yoosung’s liking. He sighed when Saeran was finished, even though he placed a soft kiss on his lips.
He grabbed his own swimming trunks and put them on. Saeran had already jumped into the water and had resurfaced a bit away from the edge. The water was green and clear, Yoosung could see the rocks on the bottom and small fish swimming around the edges. Yoosung smiled, as he watched the red-head swipe his wet hair back. He could not see his face, as Saeran was turned away from him. He went to the edge and called out to Saeran.
Saeran heard Yoosung, but he was shivering so bad. The water was freezing, his teeth were chattering. He kept his body under the water up to his neck, trying to catch the breath that had been stolen by the frigid water. Yoosung called to him again. Saeran took a deep breath and turned towards his husband. He forced his arm up and out of the water and waved.
“Come on in Yoosung, the water is great!” he dropped his arm and tried to keep his lip from trembling, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth and biting it.
Yoosung began to dip his toe into the water.
“Just dive in babe! Do it fast, it’s better that way. I’m waiting for you!”
Yoosung giggled and jumped in. Soon enough he broke through the water’s surface, sputtering and slapping the water, straining his chest to get some breathes in. “Ho…ho…ha…” he shivered and glared at Saeran. “You…you lied to mmm…mmm….mmmme!” Saeran could hear Yoosung’s teeth clatter against each other. He swam to him and pulled him into his arms. Yoosung tried to push him away.
“I…hhh…hhh….hhhate you!” Yoosung stuttered. But he wrapped his arms around Saeran’s shoulders and his legs around his waist, pressing himself against him, trying to leach some body warmth. Unfortunately, Saeran was just as cold as he was.
“I’m sorry babe.”
“Ffff…fffuck you.” Yoosung answered.
“Here? I don’t think I can…my dick is well inside my body right now!” Yoosung tried to laugh, but he was too cold to expend the energy.
They stayed wrapped around each other until they became acclimated to the water temperature. Thankfully the sun was very warm and they were soon able to swim comfortably.
Yoosung had still not forgiven Saeran completely by the time they climbed out for some lunch. Saeran had to grovel and deliver several kisses across Yoosung’s back before Yoosung finally gave in.
They were sitting on their towels, eating the meats and fruits they had packed. Saeran kissed Yoosung’s shoulder, and then his neck, nibbling on his ear. Yoosung playfully pushed him away, but not with any great effort.
“Let me warm you up babe.” Saeran whispered into his ear. Yoosung turned his head and let Saeran brush his lips against his. Saeran flicked out his tongue and tasted the juice of the grapes Yoosung had been eating. It had left his lips sweet and sticky. He hummed into his mouth.
Pulling away he leaned his forehead against Yoosung’s.
“Better?” he asked.
“Much.” Yoosung smiled.
They leaned back, flat against the warm rock, enjoying the sun’s heat after the chilling water. The waterfall’s rush was loud, but relaxing.
“Yoosung?” Saeran asked.
Saeran lay on his side and stared down at Yoosung. Yoosung opened his eyes and gazed into Saeran’s mint green eyes.
“Do you ever…I mean…it’s just…I was wondering…”
“Spit it out!” laughed Yoosung.
Saeran rolled his eyes and huffed, “Fine, do you ever think about girls?”
Yoosung’s eyebrows furrowed, his mouth frowning, “Girls? What do you mean?”
“Well, I know you like girls too, and, since you’ve never been with one, I thought, maybe, you wished you had had some experience with a girl before, you know, being with me.” Saeran blushed and tried to hide his face in his elbow.
Yoosung now lifted himself up and pulled Saeran’s head away from his arm. “What brought this on? Did I do something?”
“No, no! I just, I don’t know, it just hit me yesterday, when that woman came in with our food.
“But, she was staring at you, not me.” Yoosung laughed.
“I know, but, it just got me wondering if maybe you regretted getting together before you had a chance to, you know.”
Yoosung pressed his lips against Saeran’s, then straddled him and deepened the kiss, opening his mouth and exploring Saeran’s mouth with his tongue.
“You’re an idiot. I love you, I don’t think about being with anyone else Saeran, ever! I married you because I didn’t want to be with anyone else. I’ve never really thought about being with a girl. Not since I began to have feelings for you. And sure, I still find women attractive, but, nothing like how I feel when I look at you. Why is this on your mind now?”
Saeran sighed, his arms around Yoosung’s waist, running his hands up and down his back.
“I don’t know, I guess I still feel insecure sometimes. I’m sorry, I know how you feel about me, you show me every day, I am just an idiot!” he smiled.
“I’m glad we agree on that at least.” Yoosung teased him. He leaned in and nibbled Saeran’s ear, kissing his neck and laying his head in the crook between his neck and shoulders.
“I love you Saeran.”
Saeran tightened his hold on Yoosung, “I love you too, I guess this vacation wasn’t so bad. I owe Saeyoung an apology.”
Yoosung laughed, his body shaking with mirth.
They spent another hour at the waterfall but decided to head back so that they would make it down the mountain before nightfall. They made the easier walk down hand in hand, Yoosung taking more pictures as they walked. Saeran even looked into the camera in some. They stumbled into the lobby of their hotel, high on a great day and each other. Saeran was draped around Yoosung as they got to the counter to pick up their room key.
Yoosung was giggling when he asked the woman behind the counter for the key. As she went to grab it she smiled at them, “Looks like you two had a great day.”
Yoosung nodded, “The best, and it isn’t over yet.” He closed his eyes as Saeran kissed him, the passion in it making his ears burn and his cock stir.
She handed the key to Yoosung when he came up for air, “I get off in two hours, if you’d like to add to your fun.” She bit her lower lip, her eyes flashing with desire as she glanced from one to the other. Yoosung was stunned, his jaw dropping. He exchanged a glance with Saeran, his eyes round and embarrassed. Saeran grinned.
“Sorry, it’s a private party, it’s always a private party.” He said as he stroked Yoosung’s jawline and chin. Yoosung whined and leaned into his hand, eyes closed.
“Too bad.” She said as they turned towards the elevators.
Saeran laughed and led a beet red Yoosung away. In the elevator Saeran brushed his lips across Yoosung’s ear and whispered, “I think you just missed your chance to touch some boobs babe.” Yoosung pushed him away, “Jerk!” When they reached their floor, and opened their door Yoosung grabbed Saeran’s shirt and tossed him on the bed, he yanked his own shirt off and threw it aside. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you will never question what I want again!” Yoosung hissed, attacking Saeran with his teeth and nails.
Saeran couldn’t find any reason to be sorry for teasing his husband.