Even a Lonely Squirrel Has Its Burrow - Chapter 137🔞

Sa Muheon turned his head to look at Garam, who was panting for breath. His eyes, dulled and dazed in the aftermath of release, were gazing into the void.

“Kang Garam.”

At the sound of his name, Garam’s gaze immediately turned to him, and Sa Muheon smiled in satisfaction as he reached out his hand.

Garam didn’t avoid the approaching hand. Instead, he naturally leaned his cheek into Sa Muheon’s palm. Watching him entrust everything to him like that made heat surge in Sa Muheon’s mind.

Having already climaxed once from their hurried joining, Garam’s entire body felt warm to the touch.

Sa Muheon had not yet climaxed himself, but just seeing Garam’s languidly undone state made him feel as if he could be satisfied with simply watching this scene.

Of course, that thought remained only a thought. As Garam’s breathing gradually calmed, Sa Muheon slowly began to move his hips. At the same time, Garam began to moan.

“Nngh…”

It sounded somewhere between a pained groan and a needy whimper. Moving his hips more leisurely than usual, Sa Muheon mused on the sound.

The heat that had come upon him so suddenly had long since passed. Until now, Sa Muheon had thought himself not particularly driven by lust, but recently he had to admit that had been a grave misjudgment.

Even in daily life, when he looked at Garam, lust would suddenly rear its head. It was like hunger, and at first, he even worried that it might be because he was a snake and Garam a squirrel—perhaps he wanted to eat him in a literal sense.

But thankfully, what he felt was nothing more than a base, dirty desire toward Garam.

“Ah…! Hh, ugh…”

“Haa…”

When his member suddenly slid in deep, Garam’s moan heightened. At the same time, the tightening walls made Sa Muheon let out a languid sigh.

Having a body temperature slightly lower than most people, Sa Muheon felt a strong urge every time Garam’s warmth reached him.

The small heat passed from Garam seemed to ignite Sa Muheon’s lust.

And it was no different now. The heat exchanged at every point of contact further blurred his rationality.

But today, he didn’t want to move in haste. Perhaps because he’d been on edge lately, he was unknowingly in a rather sensitive state.

Still, being here now, surrounded by a snow-covered landscape, gave him a sense of calm he hadn’t felt in a while.

Sa Muheon lightly shook his head and slowly moved his hips. Garam, seemingly not disliking the uncharacteristically slow rhythm, squirmed and reached out for him.

“Haa…”

Sa Muheon smiled and bent down. Following his motion, his member buried a bit deeper. Though Garam moaned from the fullness, he still drew Sa Muheon closer and kissed him.

“Hh…”

Every time their lips parted, Garam clung to his neck as if begging for another kiss. Sa Muheon thought the sight of Garam clinging to him was adorable, and he willingly offered his lips.

Though he could never truthfully say he liked this place, a feeling passed through him that maybe, from today, he might come to like this villa.

“Ah…! Hh, w-wait, ahh…!”

“Hoo… don’t hold back, okay?”

As Sa Muheon’s movements gradually quickened, Garam’s moans grew louder. He begged him to stop for a moment as another climax approached, but Sa Muheon knew it was merely a plea born of overwhelming pleasure.

He took Garam’s member in his hand and gave it a gentle stroke.

“Ah, hhiik, ugh…!”

Beneath his hand, Garam’s member twitched as if it might release at any moment. Not missing the timing, Sa Muheon nipped at the shell of Garam’s ear, and Garam tensed his entire body as he climaxed.

“Hh…”

Sa Muheon’s palm was instantly drenched with Garam’s release, but he didn’t feel the least bit displeased. He continued to gently stroke Garam’s front until he had completely finished, and then he too climaxed inside Garam.

“Haa…”

Though their joining had been slower than usual, it somehow made him even more aroused. Perhaps sensing Sa Muheon release inside him, Garam let go of all strength and slumped down.

“You okay?”

“Yes… but just let me lie down for a bit.”

“Alright.”

Garam’s cheeks, still flushed with lingering heat, were a rosy red.

Sa Muheon held Garam from behind as they lay together, gazing out the window. As he looked out at the snow-covered world, a strange feeling washed over him—as if the two of them were the only ones left in the world.

Snuggled quietly in his arms, Garam began to stir. Facing Sa Muheon, Garam chuckled and wrapped his arms around his waist.

As they stayed like that, feeling each other’s heartbeats, Sa Muheon saw Garam’s eyes blinking slowly with drowsiness.

“Sleepy? Should we nap?”

Afraid his voice might chase away Garam’s drowsiness, Sa Muheon asked in the softest whisper. Garam giggled but shook his head.

“Still… we should go outside.”

But there was no conviction in Garam’s words. His slow, drowsy tone made him sound nothing like someone eager to head out.

Sa Muheon suppressed a laugh and began coaxing him gently.

“Didn’t we say we’d go build snowmen tomorrow anyway?”

“Mmh…”

“It’s not like the snow’s going anywhere this year. We can come back again next year. Or should we stay one more day?”

As his words went on, Garam’s eyelids grew heavier and heavier. He made little murmuring sounds as if trying to respond, but with Sa Muheon slowly patting his back, he eventually couldn’t resist the sleep that overtook him.

“…Asleep?”

Even as he watched Garam’s eyes close completely, Sa Muheon asked in a very small voice, just in case.

Fortunately, Garam seemed to have fallen asleep, as no answer came.

Chup—.

Sa Muheon quietly looked down at the sleeping Garam, then gave a short kiss on the tip of his nose before cautiously rising to his feet.

He knew well that once Garam fell asleep, he didn’t wake easily. And now, worn out with fatigue, he would be even less likely to stir. Still, Sa Muheon didn’t want to disturb the sweet sleep Garam had fallen into—not even a little.

Silently leaving the bedroom, Sa Muheon headed to the kitchen. When he checked the phone left on the dining table, he saw a message from Chief Han.

As before, it said that there was still nothing visible in the surroundings.

“…Haa.”

Only then could Sa Muheon feel truly at ease. They had combed through the area twice, and finally, he could be sure that he had brought Garam to a safe place.

But that didn’t mean he could let his guard down. After sending back a message telling them to remain on alert until the end, he finally returned to the bedroom where his little squirrel was asleep.

“Ah, I found it!”

Garam, who had been diligently glancing around as if looking for something, shouted excitedly.

When Sa Muheon turned around, he saw Garam waving a long branch in his hand as if proudly showing it off.

Garam came running over with excitement and stuck the branch into the body of the large snowman they had made.

And just like that, the snowman, tall enough to reach Garam’s chest, was complete.

Clapping his hands at the sight of the finished snowman, Garam looked genuinely delighted, and seeing that made Sa Muheon’s heart feel full as well.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes! It’s been so long since I made one like this. I really love it. Thank you so much.”

Garam said this with a bright smile. His cheeks were red from standing outside for so long, but he giggled as if he didn’t feel the cold at all.

Seeing just how genuinely pleased he was made Sa Muheon’s shoulders straighten with pride.

“I’m glad you like it.”

“Yes, I really do. I didn’t expect it to get this big… But aren’t you cold from working on it so long?”

As Garam said that, he walked over to Sa Muheon. Before Sa Muheon could even answer, Garam took off his gloves and grabbed his hands, only to gasp in shock.

Though Sa Muheon always maintained a cool body temperature, now his hands were completely ice-cold. Even with gloves on, it was only natural they would freeze after rolling snowballs for hours.

Not knowing what to do, Garam tugged on Sa Muheon’s hand.

“L-let’s go in, quick.”

The smile from just moments ago had vanished, and Garam now looked like he might burst into tears any second.

“I’m fine. I didn’t really feel that cold.”

It would be a lie to say he hadn’t been cold. But the truth was, if it meant seeing Garam smile like that, Sa Muheon could endure much more. So, with a calm face, he lied.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean for us to be out so long…”

But Garam didn’t seem to hear a word Sa Muheon said as he quickly walked ahead.

Eventually, once they were inside and Sa Muheon had warmed his hands in front of the fireplace for quite some time, a smile finally returned to Garam’s face.