The Painter and the Prince Who Cannot Be Painted novel · Chapter 6 of 24

Chapter 6: The Whole of Him

"Now," Gyeol said, "you take your clothes off too."

He was kneeling on the quilts, naked, with his long hair over one shoulder and his eyes black in the lamplight.

Do-yun stood in front of him in his plain jeogori and trousers, with a jar of sesame oil in his fist.

"I'm the one giving orders," he said, but his voice shook.

"You are." Gyeol bowed his head, and his mouth curved. "Master Painter, may I undress you?"

The heat ran through Do-yun from his scalp to his heels.

"Yes."

Gyeol's big hands reached for the knot of his jacket.

He did it slowly, with all his attention.

He untied the ribbon, pushed the cloth off Do-yun's shoulders, and ran his palms down the bare skin of his chest and sides.

Do-yun's breath caught.

His skin was pale, his ribs showed a little, and a small brown mole sat at the base of his collarbone.

Gyeol put his mouth on the mole and kissed it.

"Here," he said against it. "I've been wondering about this since the first night."

"It's just a mole."

"It's yours."

He knelt up higher, undid the cord at Do-yun's waist, and drew the trousers down.

Do-yun stepped out of them.

He was fully hard, and flushed to the tip.

He stood bare in front of the lamp, with a man looking at him.

"Beautiful," Gyeol said. His voice cracked. "Do-yun, you're so beautiful. Come here."

"Lie down."

"Yes."

Gyeol lay back on the quilts and opened his arms, and his legs, and held perfectly still.

Do-yun knelt between his thighs.

He poured oil into his palm and slicked himself with a shaking hand, and the sight of Gyeol watching it made his cock jerk.

He did not use his fingers first.

He bent down, spread Gyeol's thighs with both hands, and put his mouth on him.

Gyeol's whole body jolted.

"Do-yun! You don't have to..."

"Hold the pillow."

Gyeol grabbed it with a choked sound.

Do-yun licked him slowly, flat and wet, and felt the ring of muscle quiver under his tongue.

He pushed the tip in, and Gyeol's heel hammered once against the quilts.

"I can't. Do-yun, I can't be quiet, nobody has ever..."

"Then bite the pillow."

Gyeol did, and moaned into the cloth.

Do-yun kept going until the thighs on either side of his head were shaking and slick with sweat.

Then he sat up, wiped his chin on his wrist, and oiled two fingers and pressed them in.

Gyeol was already loose from last night, hot and soft, and he took the fingers with a low sound of relief.

"Quick," Gyeol whispered. "I'm ready. I'm so ready."

"Be quiet."

"Yes, but..."

"Gyeol."

He went quiet, and Do-yun took his time anyway.

He stretched him with three fingers.

Gyeol's breath came in tiny gasps, his stomach fluttered, and the head of his cock shone wet.

Only then did Do-yun slide his fingers out and take both of Gyeol's wrists in his hands.

He lifted them over his head, onto the pillow, and pressed them there.

"Stay like this. This is the pose."

"This is the pose," Gyeol repeated, hoarse.

"Don't let go of the pillow."

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