#106
Yeon Tae-soo knew that one of his eyes still couldn’t see. There was nothing he could do about it, as using Centimeneide or other drugs would only accelerate the corrosion at this point.
‘Old Man Chang also said I’ve already used too much, that it would only make things worse now.’
The only thing he could do now was to exhaust him to his limits so that he might at least get some sleep.
He didn’t want to end this brilliant day with worry. At the very least, he wanted to make him unable to think while in his arms.
“Seong-woo.”
He smiled at him face to face. The words “I’m sorry” rose to the tip of his tongue, but that wasn’t what he needed to say right now.
“Everything will be alright.”
He had to say this even knowing it was deceptive. He had to insist, even knowing that a single word from him wouldn’t make things better.
Yeon Tae-soo paused briefly and kissed both of Yoo Seong-woo’s eyes, one after the other. As devoutly and tenderly as he possibly could.
Though he didn’t believe in God, he wanted to pray. To ask for just a little more time for this beautiful being.
‘During that time, you don’t have to be with me. It’s okay even if you can’t remember me.’
Now he understood that love was this foolish, inefficient, and stupid emotion. And he wasn’t afraid to become foolish, inefficient, and stupid for him.
Yoo Seong-woo’s eyelids trembled beneath his lips. They were as delicate as flower petals, looking as if they might tear at any moment. When he removed his lips, Yoo Seong-woo slowly opened his eyes. One eye still had an abnormal focus. The brown pupil that couldn’t contain his image looked like an unstable star.
His lips, hesitantly quivering, opened.
“Sir, hnn, I…”
“Yes.”
“A little, hm, harder…”
How could he refuse? Words from the man who had already become his universe.
Yeon Tae-soo pulled his body closer and raised himself up. Water cascaded from their bodies with a splash. Despite the bathroom being temperature-controlled and comfortably warm, Yoo Seong-woo was trembling. Yeon Tae-soo embraced him from behind, covering him.
He pulled Yoo Seong-woo’s arm, which seemed about to collapse, and guided his hand to grip a handle on the wall. Since his hand couldn’t apply proper strength and kept slipping, Yeon Tae-soo firmly wrapped one arm around his waist. In that position, he partially withdrew his dick that had been inside all along, then thrust it back in.
“Hnn!”
Due to the forceful thrust, the body he was holding jerked with a strong recoil. Gripping tightly with the arm around his waist, he moved his hips back and forth. He could feel the semen he’d released earlier slowly flowing out belatedly. And on the arm against his lower abdomen, he could feel Yoo Seong-woo’s lower belly bulging out, enveloping his dick.
Each time he moved, Yoo Seong-woo’s lower belly would protrude, bumping against his forearm. While it felt indescribably good, this sensation transmitted through the skin of his belly made him realize he was truly inside him.
Sensing that Yoo Seong-woo had gained some balance, Yeon Tae-soo slightly released the arm embracing his waist and looked down.
“Seong-woo, it’s a mess down there.”
With the water that had entered and the semen mixing and coming out, his dick was completely whitish and disheveled. The white traces were mixed into every ridge of the already uneven dick.
Each time he slowly inserted and withdrew, more semen came out. Had he really ejaculated that much? Or perhaps he had climaxed once more without realizing it. Yes, that must be why it felt so good.
“The inside of you is a mess too.”
Yoo Seong-woo’s inner walls clung faithfully to his dick with each thrust. When withdrawing, they pulled strongly as if grasping with hands. The way his entrance contorted to match the uneven ridges was quite pleasing to see.
“Every time I enter… it’s like you’re squeezing with your hands. Whew.”
“Ah, hik, hmm…”
“My dear won’t be satisfied with anything ordinary anymore.”
Had he asked for it to be rougher? To gladly fulfill that command, Yeon Tae-soo increased his pace again. Pleasure surged, but he didn’t care. With every muscle in his body tense, he moved solely for Yoo Seong-woo.
All his senses were attuned to Yoo Seong-woo’s reactions. His dick inside was so sensitive it seemed determined to read every fold of the inner walls. With each breath, he felt dizzy as if inhaling Yoo Seong-woo’s scent instead of oxygen. The flesh where they touched was hot.
With his other hand, he grasped Yoo Seong-woo’s dick. Instead of stroking it up and down to help him climax, he blocked the entrance with his thumb. It was his metal prosthetic hand, not his real one.
“Hnn…?”
He deliberately blocked it, knowing that consecutive climaxes would quickly exhaust him. Yoo Seong-woo tried to turn back in confusion, but as Yeon Tae-soo moved his hips again, he couldn’t even manage that and fell forward. He could feel the erect dick pulsating in the solid iron hand.
“Ah, hnng!”
Yeon Tae-soo rapidly thrust his body while continuing to leave marks on his shoulders and nape. Watching the marks his lips made spread across the hot shoulders, Yeon Tae-soo ejaculated inside him again.
As semen poured into the tight inside, the already slippery inner walls became even more wet. With each entry and exit, the semen inside flowed out. Looking down at his whitened dick entering and leaving him, Yeon Tae-soo bit his lip. With its bumpy texture and protruding veins, it perfectly matched the description of a monstrosity.
He continued moving to give Yoo Seong-woo no respite. One hand still blocked his urethra. Unable to ejaculate, Yoo Seong-woo convulsed and groaned. Yeon Tae-soo briefly hesitated, considering stopping as Yoo Seong-woo tightened around his dick and trembled pitifully, but he moved again.
He didn’t want him to feel negative sensations, at least not when they were together. It was just horrifying that this was all his powerless self could do.
Since learning of his condition, he had tried every method possible. Although he hadn’t told Yoo Seong-woo separately, he had used all his connections to try to recruit engineers. However, all ten out of ten shook their heads after hearing about Yoo Seong-woo’s condition.
The biggest problem was that Yoo Seong-woo wasn’t a mass-produced model. Unlike mass-produced humanoid models, he was a model developed by an individual creator with investment, so they couldn’t touch him.
If they had made such assertions without even looking, he would have cursed them as quacks, but he couldn’t argue when they said so after seeing the analysis data extracted by Mr. Jang.
Nevertheless, Yeon Tae-soo didn’t give up. Just moments ago, he had been in contact with Kim Ji-heon to find more technicians who could fix Yoo Seong-woo. Strangely, he didn’t feel despair. He was just angry.
‘If I truly believe I can cure you, would that be considered foolish?’
Though it seemed like groundless, false hope, strangely enough, he felt such conviction. Yeon Tae-soo wasn’t the type to blindly believe in miracles. This feeling was also distant from hoping for a miracle.
He simply was convinced. That Yoo Seong-woo could live. Even if Yeon Tae-soo himself didn’t exist in that future.
Yeon Tae-soo’s hips moved even faster. The semen pooled inside Yoo Seong-woo flowed out endlessly. It was to the point where it ran down the dick, wet his testicles, and dripped into the bathtub below.
“Ah, hik, hmm! Ah! Le-let, go…! Hmm!”
Yoo Seong-woo, whose dick was still blocked, pleaded with crying sounds. The wet and slippery inside kept pulling at him.
Instead of releasing his dick, Yeon Tae-soo began to rub the glans vigorously with his thumb. Precum flowed out, quickly making the glans smooth. The solid metal fingers pressed down on his hot dick while wet. The erect dick convulsed rigidly each time the fingertips, soaked with precum, played with the soft glans as they pleased.
“St-stop, uh, st…”
He drove into him harder, as he could no longer even pronounce words properly. It was rather himself whose mind was going blank. The dick inside him felt like it was melting.
“Huu, huu…”
Breathing roughly even to his own ears, he persistently scraped a particular firm spot inside the inner wall that caught slightly. It was a spot that Yoo Seong-woo especially liked.
“Nng! Haa! Mmng! Uh!”
Listening to breaths as heated as his own, Yeon Tae-soo continued to grind against the same spot. Hoping that Yoo Seong-woo would just pass out in his arms.
Seeing that the fingers gripping the handle kept losing strength, Yeon Tae-soo overlapped his hand on top. He interlaced their fingers so it wouldn’t hurt and pressed his chest against his back.
“It’s okay.”
He whispered in his ear. Though that word, delivered like a mantra, wouldn’t save Yoo Seong-woo, he hoped that at least for this moment, he would think he was okay.
As soon as he slightly released the strength in the hand blocking his dick, the dick within his palm wriggled and ejaculated a copious amount of semen. The black metal fingers were drenched in white semen. Simultaneously, he also ejaculated inside him.
As Yoo Seong-woo wished, Yeon Tae-soo tormented him for quite a while longer. He pressed their bodies together until his voice became so hoarse that only rasping sounds came out.
Yeon Tae-soo tormented him until his entire body was stained with red marks. Finally, half-fainting, he embraced the limp body and sat back in the bathtub.
The body of his lover greeting the dawn was hotter than ever before.
Author: Hyacinthus B
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