Min Yugeon stared blankly at his own abs, slick with damp sweat. I gripped the arms wrapped around my waist and opened my mouth, barely forming words.
“Min Yugeon, I… hngh, my stomach…”
I mumbled without even knowing what I was saying. Could this really just be called pleasure? That dizzying sensation, as if it had stolen away my very intelligence in an instant, was undoubtedly one of the most intense stimulations a human could feel.
“Yeah, I’m listening.”
Min Yugeon pressed kisses all over my face, trying to soothe me. He looked like he was overwhelmed with affection. If I’d seen that expression while I was in my right mind, I might’ve shuddered and shoved him away. But right now, none of that mattered. My body clung to the comfort of his tenderness as it trembled under the shock.
Unable to breathe properly, my whole body went stiff, my face flushed, and my brain felt like it was being squeezed. A place that had never accepted any external intrusion was now wrapped around the head of Min Yugeon’s cock, twitching in spasms of startled disarray. When I lifted my trembling hand and touched my belly, I could faintly feel his cock pressing from the inside, beneath the thin skin of my abdomen.
“Seo Suho.”
Min Yugeon cupped the back of my head with both hands, pulling me toward him as if to make me look at him, and pressed his lips to mine. Slipping inside the moment my mouth parted without resistance, he pinned down my tongue and exhaled into me. Thanks to that, I finally managed to cough and catch my breath.
He gently patted my panting body as if to say good job, then pressed our foreheads together.
“Feeling a bit better?”
“……”
I gave a slight nod instead of speaking. Feeling his cock, which seemed to reach right up beneath my ribs, I was struck again by how it wasn’t just big—it was massive.
Trying to help me relax, Min Yugeon quietly sat there, running a soothing hand down my back. My heartbeat, which had been pounding rapidly, gradually slowed, and I found my breath syncing with the steady rhythm of his.
He’d only shifted position slightly, and yet, just from him being inside me, I’d nearly come. Even if he had hit an especially sensitive spot, wasn’t this just too obscene of a reaction from my body? My cheeks burned with embarrassment. I wanted to hide my expression, but with Min Yugeon watching me from this close, that was impossible.
“Ah.”
I raised my eyes at his sudden exclamation. He smiled, eyes creasing as he looked at me.
“You look so fucking hot right now.”
“……!”
He wasn’t kidding. I could feel his cock swelling even more inside me. The fact that he could say things like that—and get aroused from seeing me like this—was just plain bewildering.
“Don’t… ngh, say things like that.”
I tried to push against his chest, scolding him. He didn’t budge, only smiled with that strange mix of innocence and smugness, shifting his hips just barely. The movement seemed small, but it felt massive inside me, and I wobbled, still in the same position with my arms pressed against him.
“Ah, hnn…”
He moved slowly, carefully, as if not to overwhelm me—but that just made me feel him all the more vividly. The thick cock, slightly curved as it followed the path it had carved, rubbed along my inner walls, then pushed deeper to press hard against a secret spot. It made me jolt with every firm nudge before retreating again, repeating the motion. I couldn’t keep still even for a second.
“Haa…”
Min Yugeon exhaled hot breath between clenched teeth, maintaining a slow but unrelenting rhythm. He looked like he was barely restraining the urge to go wild.
“This place… feels unreal. What do I do? I’m gonna lose it, Suho.”
“Hh, haah!”
“Even if I don’t go all the way in… it’s so tight and hot I feel like I’ll cum anyway.”
As he released my ear from between his teeth and murmured brazenly, Min Yugeon kept adjusting his pace. All the embarrassment was mine alone. He never minced words, but during sex, he really had no filter at all.
“Su…!”
I grabbed his face and pulled him in. The moment our lips met, Min Yugeon stopped moving altogether.
I gently nibbled his lower lip, then licked it upward. His entire body shuddered where it touched mine. His throat bobbed once, and then he opened his mouth. As I slipped my tongue in, he seized it eagerly, rubbing his tongue against mine with ferocious intensity.
The heat was dizzying, enough to make me wonder if my tongue might melt. Our breaths tangled in a frantic, almost desperate rhythm, our tongues twisting and colliding in a feverish, addictive exchange.
The kiss had started as a way to shut him up, but before I knew it, I had closed my eyes and was letting Min Yugeon’s tongue explore the roof of my mouth. The hole that had clamped down so tightly in alarm from that deep, earlier thrust now slowly began to relax, distracted by the kiss.
Min Yugeon, on the other hand, seemed to be getting more and more turned on.
As if his patience had finally run dry, he let out a low growl—and suddenly slammed his hips upward in a sharp thrust, catching me completely off guard.
“……! Ugh!”
My eyes widened so much they felt like they might tear. I nearly fell backward, but Min Yugeon was holding my back, so that didn’t happen.
He wrapped one arm behind me, locking me in place on top of him so I couldn’t escape, and then began thrusting harder than before. My mouth fell open and my head tipped back as I bounced up and down on his cock, helpless against the powerful force driving up from beneath me.
His soaked, throbbing cock—no longer restrained—pierced through the loosened entrance, now stretched to accommodate him, and slammed into my depths. The force of him driving up into my belly was so intense, it felt like my organs, even my brain, were reverberating from the impact.
“Ahhk, ah! It’s… too hard—ngh!”
“Ha, nghh, nn.”
There was no stopping Min Yugeon now, not when he’d begun to spiral out, surrendering fully to the raw pleasure. With a completely unhinged expression, he clung to me tightly, thrusting hard enough to echo sharp slapping sounds through the room. Even with his face twisted in ecstasy, he still looked so absurdly good that it pissed me off.
I clung to his shoulders—broad enough that I couldn’t even grasp them fully—as my body bounced wildly up and down under his relentless rhythm.
“Seo… Suho. Haa, Seo Suho.”
Like I had been earlier, he repeated my name in a dazed voice, cock pistoning into me without pause. There was something chilling about how he looked—his eyes glued to mine, breathing ragged and euphoric. Even through the dizzy blur of my vision, I could see him clearly. I tried to open my mouth to beg him to slow down, even just a little, but I couldn’t get the words out. If I did, I was afraid I’d bite my tongue.
More than anything, the flood of overwhelming sensations—far beyond what my brain could process—crashed over me again and again, making it impossible to hold on to my sense of self.
“Haa… ngh.”
I thought I was too exhausted to even stay hard, but my cock rose again, flushed and dripping precum. It felt like an invisible hand was wringing my cock tight. That the pleasure could be this painful was a realization that came crashing in all at once. My legs, once spread wide, now drooped bonelessly, and I let my head fall onto Min Yugeon’s shoulder, groaning shamelessly into the crook of his neck.
“Ah—I’m, mmph, ngh, gonna come…”
“What?”
Even though I whispered it right next to his ear, he didn’t seem to catch it and jerked slightly. Right on the verge of climax, the sudden halt in stimulation made me groan in frustration, my breath quick and ragged.
“…I said, I’m gonna come.”
Impulsively, I bit down on his ear and whispered again.
“What are you doing?”
“……”
“Move.”
***
Min Yugeon obeyed anything Seo Suho told him to do. Most of the time, Suho’s suggestions or advice led to good results—and more than that, it was only natural to want to listen to the person you loved.
But he could say with certainty: never before had Suho given him an order as euphoric as the one just now.
“Mmgh, ugh, hnnngh…!”
Naked and soaked in bodily fluids, Suho let out a cry that sounded like it might snap in half. Yugeon hoisted Suho’s legs up onto his shoulders and slammed his slick cock—equally soaked—into the dripping hole. Just like Suho had asked him to.
Suho had more stamina than Yugeon expected. He didn’t seem especially athletic or anything, probably just average. But the fact that he could endure their first time for this long was a very welcome surprise to Yugeon.
And when the thrusts got rougher, when he dug in deeper and hit those hidden places inside—Suho only reacted with greater stimulation. It made it easier for Yugeon to surrender to instinct. If Suho had shown even the slightest sign of genuine discomfort or rejection, he never would’ve allowed things to go this far.
“Hah, ngh.”
Yugeon ran a hand through his sweat-damp hair and leaned down. He kissed Suho’s collarbone with a soft smack, then sucked on his skin.
Suho laced his fingers into Yugeon’s pale hair and held tight, letting out sweet, breathy sounds.
His cheeks were flushed so red it made Yugeon want to bite them. His plump lips looked like they were begging to be devoured. His neck and chest, marked with teeth and bruises, bore swollen nipples standing stiff as if he’d been toyed with for hours.
This wasn’t just “a bit messy.”
Suho was covered in Yugeon’s marks, and every time his lean belly visibly swallowed up Yugeon’s cock, it sent a dazed rush through him.
