Love Me More

Love Me More Side Story 8

Si-yul mustered all his strength, lifting his upper body and throwing Woo Hyun-se onto the bed. He managed to sit on top, but Woo Hyun-se grabbed his wrists, preventing him from going any further.

Si-yul glared down at Woo Hyun-se. His head was about to explode, yet Woo Hyun-se remained calm and collected. The throbbing flesh beneath his hips was a clear sign of arousal, but Si-yul couldn’t understand his composure.

At this rate, the fever wouldn’t subside. He needed Woo Hyun-se’s cooperation, but Woo Hyun-se was only trying to soothe him, showing no sign of moving. This angered Si-yul. He twisted his wrists free, grabbed Woo Hyun-se’s wrists in return, and spoke.

“If you don’t do it now, hmph… I’ll hate you forever.”

It was the strongest threat Si-yul could muster. Woo Hyun-se, who had been trying to get up, propped himself up on his elbows, looking at Si-yul. Then, with a sharp slap, he spanked Si-yul’s buttocks. Si-yul gasped, straightening his back. Even the stinging pain was a kind of stimulation.

“Who told you to say such nasty things?”

He scolded him in a feigned stern voice. Si-yul reflected on whether his words were truly that bad, pouting in resentment.

“You, you keep ignoring me…”

“Even so, you should know the difference between what you can and can’t say. Take it back.”

“No.”

“Say it.”

His buttock was firmly grasped. Si-yul bent over, his eyes squeezed shut. Love juice flowed between his parted cheeks.

Even while being scolded, Si-yul’s hips and buttocks throbbed incessantly. It was hot. Just unbearably hot. Si-yul pulled up the hem of his shirt and threw it off. He wanted to deal with the heat consuming his body, even if it meant enduring more scolding. If Woo Hyun-se didn’t help, he intended to force the issue.

“Really, really not going to do it?”

In his urgency, he couldn’t even use formal speech. “Damn…” Woo Hyun-se slowly cursed. Even the unexpected curse felt like a hand stroking his body. Si-yul’s shoulders trembled slightly.

“I was trying to be considerate of you, Kwon Si-yul.”

There was no need for that. Especially not for his sake. Si-yul pressed his upper body against Woo Hyun-se’s, rubbing his cheek against his. He whispered for him to do it, begged him to hurry and enter him.

His hair was roughly pulled, his head thrown back. Si-yul managed to look down. Woo Hyun-se was smiling. A ferocious smile.

“I didn’t know I was dating a kumiho.”

As if to check for a tail, his hand reached for Si-yul’s trousers. His teeth grazed Si-yul’s nape. Si-yul trembled at the sharp pain, but this was what he desperately wanted, so he hugged Woo Hyun-se tightly.

He shouldn’t have called him a beast. He was the beast. He was a snake writhing uncontrollably, a cat rolling on the floor, consumed by lust. Si-yul cried while clinging to Woo Hyun-se, even as he repeatedly came. Only Woo Hyun-se could extinguish the burning heat within him. But the infernal heat wouldn’t cool down, no matter how much he released.

“Ah, ah, hmph… Ugh!”

His voice was hoarse. His body felt like it was being sucked into the bed, but every thrust from Woo Hyun-se sent shivers down his spine, tightening his back muscles. His buttocks rounded, as if trying to swallow even more of the already engorged dick.

“What if you get tired already? You were the one begging for it.”

“Ugh, that… hick!”

Woo Hyun-se’s jaw struck his cheek. His head pressed deeper inside. The mucous membrane secreted love juice, overflowing the tightly sealed opening. He managed to lift his lower abdomen from the bed, but he couldn’t cum again.

Yet, the climax persisted. Si-yul buried his forehead in the sheets as his insides contracted violently. Woo Hyun-se pulled out abruptly, after tracing the inner folds of Si-yul’s passage. The sensation of his withdrawal, after fully exploring the inner walls, twisted Si-yul’s toes in different directions.

Woo Hyun-se clicked his tongue and turned Si-yul over. He was drenched. In sweat, in his own cum, and in Woo Hyun-se’s. Semen was splattered across his sunken navel and pale belly, and his nipples, which Woo Hyun-se had pinched, bitten, and sucked, were glistening wet.

His forehead, under his eyes, cheeks, earlobes, shoulders, chest, knees, fingers, and toes were a deep pink. His legs were spread wide, unable to close. The rim of his hole was swollen, like a thick ring. When a finger was inserted and pressed gently, a torrent of semen-mixed love juice gushed out.

Si-yul curled up on his side. The afterglow was intense, the climax unending. He tried to speak, to ask for a moment’s rest, but only a faint breath escaped his lips. He tried to get up, clinging to the sheets, but a large hand grabbed his ankle.

“Why are you running away?”

“Ju, just a little, hmph, rest…”

He wasn’t asking to stop. He just needed a brief respite. Besides the heat, enduring Woo Hyun-se was no easy feat.

Every strong thrust felt like being hit by a massive, well-fed bull, and the gentle rocking made his flat belly tremble, a sensation so intense it felt like his brain might explode. He even felt a pure terror that he might become an idiot if he continued to experience this pleasure without rest.

Woo Hyun-se, of course, had no idea of his fear. He tilted his head and reached between Si-yul’s thighs. Seeing Si-yul lying limp like a doll, he lifted him onto his body.

“No, too deep… too deep.”

Si-yul’s face turned pale, realizing the position. His fear of the impending wave was greater than his anticipation. He was afraid that if it went in too deep, his organs might be damaged. Even as Woo Hyun-se’s scent intoxicated him, Si-yul struggled to push himself away, tensing his thighs.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Woo Hyun-se lifted Si-yul, as light as a straw, and positioned him on his still-hard dick. He aligned the tip with the soft entrance and, holding Si-yul’s waist with both hands, slowly lowered him. Seeing Si-yul using his hands to support his chest and struggling not to go down any further, Woo Hyun-se scoffed, lifting his hips and joining them.

“Ugh…” Si-yul collapsed onto Woo Hyun-se’s chest, sobbing. His shrunken scrotum squeezed out semen. The impact and the climax felt like his body was splitting in two, and he even heard a ringing in his ears.

“Si-yul, if you start something, you have to finish it.”

His voice, whispering against Si-yul’s ear, was sweet. The rough breathing mixed with the voice was incredibly erotic.

“I told you, I didn’t want to…”

“Ugh, hick. Hmph, ha…!”

“If you force someone who says no, you have to take responsibility.”

He held Si-yul’s buttocks firmly and thrust relentlessly. White foam formed at the entrance where the dick entered and exited. The deep thrusts made the accumulated love juice squelch, occasionally spurting out uncontrollably under the pressure.

The joined parts were as wet as if they had been dipped in water. Every time Woo Hyun-se’s heavy testicles pressed against and separated from Si-yul’s cheeks, white threads of semen appeared, disappeared, and reappeared.

“Ugh… Ah, ah!”

Si-yul could only cry and moan. His head finally gave out. Saliva dribbled from his parted lips. His whole body was wrung out. His insides sucked and released fluid, saliva pooled and overflowed from his mouth, and a clear liquid, almost like water, trickled from the tip of his dick instead of semen.

“…Ah!”

Si-yul stiffened, jolted from his frenzy. The tip of the engorged dick pressed against something deep inside, a sensitive spot shyly revealed by the pleasure. Even a light touch to the tender tip sent tremors through his entire body.

Although his vision was already a blur of red and white, a warning bell rang. This wasn’t right. If it went in any deeper, it might be irreversible. Terrified, Si-yul quickly lifted his upper body.

Because of this, the dick changed angle abruptly, stabbing the very spot he wanted to avoid. “Ugh…” Si-yul moaned in agony, shaking his head violently. Tiny droplets of liquid scattered downwards.

“Hyung, there, no, don’t. No, hick…”

Ignoring Si-yul’s desperate pleas, Woo Hyun-se focused on that spot, rubbing it repeatedly. Every touch made his vision blacken and his breath catch. Si-yul pushed Woo Hyun-se’s chest away with his weak hands.

“Really no, no, no…!”

“But it feels good here.”

“No, no, ah, ah…!”

Woo Hyun-se was right. Despite the chilling terror that ran down his spine, he felt only pleasure. There was no pain, not even a trace. When the soft entrance deep inside was pressed, love juice gushed out like a clam squirting water.

Si-yul’s eyes were also filled with tears. Tears streamed down his cheeks and onto Woo Hyun-se’s chest. Even his moans sounded unfamiliar. He wanted to stop, but he didn’t have the strength to lift his hands.