#121
Yoo Seong-woo’s body, having put on a little weight lately, felt softer and more pliant than before. Yeon Tae-soo wished there was more flesh to grab onto wherever he touched, but it wasn’t quite there yet, which was a shame.
“It tickles… it tickles!”
When Yeon Tae-soo caressed his waist and sides, Yoo Seong-woo burst into laughter. Finding his squirming unbearably adorable, Yeon Tae-soo repeatedly took his flesh between his lips.
Sucking the area between his neck and shoulder with his mouth quickly left marks. Not satisfied with just that, he gently bit his neck.
“Mmh, ahh…”
The laughter from being tickled gradually transformed into deeper moans. The hands that had been tormenting his sides and waist now began unfastening his belt buckle. For some reason, the buckle was particularly stiff today, causing his hand to slip.
“Ah, this is frustrating. Don’t wear pants like these.”
“…But you bought them for me.”
Yoo Seong-woo’s words immediately deflated Yeon Tae-soo’s irritation.
“You wore them because I bought them?”
“That’s not… it’s just that… most of my clothes were bought by you… ah!”
Finally opening the buckle, he slipped his hand inside. Grabbing Yoo Seong-woo’s half-erect dick and slowly rubbing it, it quickly hardened.
“Yes, that’s right, most of your clothes were bought by me.”
Not content with having given him an armful of clothes before going to India, recently he had even called in a designer and had several outfits custom-made. The designer, who regarded Yoo Seong-woo’s firm body as a precious canvas, made more clothes than requested as a service.
‘Can underwear be custom-made too?’
Feeling Yoo Seong-woo’s briefs against the back of his hand, Yeon Tae-soo thought casually. He wanted to throw out all these mass-produced items and make him wear only what he gave him. Yes, if he was going to design, he might as well make them a bit sexier.
In fact, everything Yoo Seong-woo used and wore came from Yeon Tae-soo. Even now, Yoo Seong-woo’s hair smelled of Yeon Tae-soo’s shampoo.
He wanted everything surrounding Yoo Seong-woo to have passed through his hands. He wanted him to wear only clothes he had bought, eat only what he provided, and breathe only around him.
In truth, Yeon Tae-soo didn’t even like people recognizing him.
Praising, pitying, or marveling—most people didn’t stray far from these categories when dealing with Yoo Seong-woo. Though Yoo Seong-woo didn’t seem to mind being evaluated by the public in ways that suited their tastes, Yeon Tae-soo hated it.
‘How dare they.’
How dare they arbitrarily pity and praise him? Yoo Seong-woo is mine.
The pressure of Yeon Tae-soo’s mouth sucking on his neck intensified. He left more marks on top of the already reddened areas.
“Ah, it hurts…”
“Does it hurt?”
Asking if it hurt wasn’t particularly meaningful. No matter how he answered, he would continue sucking on his flesh.
Only after marking his upper body all over did Yeon Tae-soo remove his mouth. Satisfied that his neck had turned completely red with kiss marks visible even from a distance.
Yeon Tae-soo moved his hand from kneading Yoo Seong-woo’s dick to his buttocks. Inserting his index finger between the cleft and gently rubbing, the anus opened slightly. It felt like an old habit, as if trained to his touch, which was satisfying.
Spreading his buttocks with one hand as if kneading them, he gradually inserted his prosthetic fingers into the hole. Perhaps due to their frequent intimacy lately, the first two joints of his finger entered easily.
“Mmmh…”
The mixture of languorous nasal sounds in his moans was also recent. To be precise, since returning to Korea.
‘I guess he feels more comfortable in Korea.’
On the way from India to Korea, they had stopped by several countries for sightseeing. While Yoo Seong-woo had greatly enjoyed it, he must have been equally tired. Though he had shown some tension during sex while staying in foreign hotels, since coming to Korea, he had become completely relaxed.
“…Cute.”
Unable to bear how lovable this was, Yeon Tae-soo kissed his cheeks with audible smooches, while below, he began thrusting his prosthetic fingers deeper inside.
“Ah! Ah!”
“You’re taking it well today too. Do you prefer metal fingers to a dick?”
“Hnn, ah, mmh…”
He gently bit Yoo Seong-woo’s lips, which couldn’t properly respond. He even lightly bit the tip of his nose. Unlike the two fingers carelessly scissoring inside his hole, his lips were tender.
“Mmm… ah!”
Yoo Seong-woo’s moans grew louder. In response, Yeon Tae-soo’s fingers became rougher. With each motion of deeply thrusting into the inner wall and immediately withdrawing, he could feel the hole clenching and gripping his fingers.
Though he hadn’t told Yoo Seong-woo, his sensations in the prosthetic were actually more developed than in his original fingers. Unlike ordinary prosthetics, his could feel detailed sensations and make minute adjustments.
In other words, just as Yoo Seong-woo felt the prosthetic fingers more intensely, Yeon Tae-soo also felt more sensitively with his prosthetic than with his normal fingers.
‘I never thought in my life that fingers, especially prosthetic ones, would become an erogenous zone.’
He doubted himself, wondering if it was real, but with each intimate encounter, it became more certain. The prosthetic was his new erogenous zone.
Even now, just feeling the contracting inner walls was arousing.
“Mmm, ungh, hnn! Ah!”
“Are you close, baby? You’re clenching so much.”
He asked while persistently pressing his fingertips against Yoo Seong-woo’s favorite spot. The inner walls touching his hand not only tightened but moved almost convulsively.
“Yes, mmh…”
“Damn, you’re really clenching. Fuck…”
Even though he hadn’t inserted his dick, Yeon Tae-soo was highly aroused. He could feel his lower half becoming wet with the pre-cum flowing out.
Yeon Tae-soo abruptly withdrew his deeply thrusting fingers. As soon as the rigid fingers came out, Yoo Seong-woo took a deep breath and clenched below.
“Baby.”
“Mmm…”
Lately, Yoo Seong-woo had developed a new habit. Sometimes during sex, he would drop formal speech and simply respond with “mmm.”
While planting kisses along the scars on his face, one hand pressed against his back. The vertebrae were distinctly felt under his fingertips.
“Why is your spine so straight and beautiful?”
“Mmh, well…”
Yoo Seong-woo, who was about to say something, subtly averted his gaze. Seeing his eyes roll slightly to the side, Yeon Tae-soo held back a laugh.
“Baby, you were about to talk about cell cultivation in humanoid androids, spinal alignment, and all that, weren’t you?”
Yoo Seong-woo’s eyes, which had been averted, widened again.
“H-how did you know?”
“Would I not know what my baby is thinking?”
He gently pushed Yoo Seong-woo’s dazed upper body to lie on the bed. Completely undressing him was not difficult at all. Instantly naked, he still wore a perplexed expression.
“So cute.”
Biting his lip slightly, Yeon Tae-soo mounted Yoo Seong-woo and spread his legs. His hands were urgent as he put on a condom.
“You don’t have to wear one…”
“But it makes you uncomfortable.”
Another change lately was consistently using condoms. Yoo Seong-woo had never explicitly said it made him uncomfortable. After their encounters, Yeon Tae-soo would always help clean out the semen.
However, after seeing Yoo Seong-woo struggling to remove the remaining semen one day, Yeon Tae-soo never had sex without a condom again.
“That day… I just fell asleep first so I couldn’t clean it out.”
“Baby, do you like having my cum inside you?”
At the explicit question, Yoo Seong-woo blushed.
“Just… rather than that…”
Yeon Tae-soo, who had spread his legs wide, aligned his glans with the slightly opened hole. With the condom covering his textured dick, it looked even more monstrous, though it was his own body.
“Rather than what?”
Thanks to their frequent intimacy, inserting the glans was now easy. Yoo Seong-woo inhaled and tensed his body. Yeon Tae-soo deliberately pressed down on his stomach.
“Ah! It’s just, the sensation is, less, intense… mmh!”
“Ah…”
Yeon Tae-soo nodded. As contraceptive technology and STD treatments for males developed, condoms remained stuck in 3rd-era technology. Now this tool was more for convenience than prevention.
Despite technological advances, there was no way a condom could perfectly fit Yeon Tae-soo’s dick, which was modified from just below the glans to the base.
Already large in size and textured with bumps, wearing a condom inevitably reduced the protrusions. Yoo Seong-woo was sensitive, so he would feel that difference significantly.
“My baby, at first you cried saying my dick was scary… Now you like the beads?”
“I never, cried, mmh, ah!”
As Yeon Tae-soo began rapidly thrusting his hips, Yoo Seong-woo’s protest could not continue.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
