He really was a reckless bastard.
That bastard pried into every corner of Chi-yu’s mouth with his fingers, widening him with deliberate persistence. The faster those fingers plunged in and out, the more his hips twisted. Every scrape against his inner walls made his body jolt uncontrollably.
The moans he had tried to swallow down into Tae-oh’s mouth burst free the instant their lips parted, echoing through the room.
“Hhmmph, ngh… ahh, haah, hhh.”
The hand that had been mercilessly working between his ass cheeks finally withdrew.
Tae-oh’s gaze locked onto Chi-yu, still clad in uniform and gasping for breath.
Kneeling between his legs, Tae-oh slowly stroked his own brutally hard cock, eyes drinking in every inch of him. As lube spread thickly over his length, Chi-yu let out ragged breaths, meeting his stare.
“You’re so fucking hot, you know that?”
Tae-oh’s voice cracked, raw and uneven.
“You too. You know that?”
Chi-yu asked back, breath trembling.
Tae-oh’s lips curved into a sharp grin before he suddenly collapsed over him.
The cold, slick tip began pressing against his entrance, prying him open bit by bit. Though loosened by fingers, the hole still struggled to take the cock coated in lube. It slid in more easily, but the sheer size forced his rim and walls wide, pain slowly blooming with the stretch.
“Hhnngh, uhh… mmh.”
Chi-yu’s groans spilled out, and Tae-oh soothed him, licking his cheek, jaw, and lips.
The heavy shaft sank deeper with unhurried, deliberate thrusts, and Chi-yu’s breathing grew rougher.
“Haah, hh… hah, ahh.”
Tae-oh kissed all over his face as his hips rolled in slow, grinding motions. He already knew exactly how far he could go before Chi-yu could take him whole—barely halfway now. He also knew he always paused here, letting him adjust.
But this time, Chi-yu whispered through shallow breaths, rocking his hips gently.
“I think… haah, you can go all the way.”
“……”
Tae-oh froze, tongue hovering at his chin. It slid up, brushing softly over Chi-yu’s lips—then, without warning, he buried himself to the hilt.
“Hhaaah!”
Chi-yu’s body trembled violently.
The cock driven into him in one go twitched hard inside, dragging a low groan from Tae-oh’s throat.
“Haah, fuck. Your insides are driving me insane.”
He pressed his mouth against Chi-yu’s cheek, voice husky and raw.
“Just move. Just fuck me fast, ngh.”
Chi-yu urged him on, impatient tonight.
Tae-oh had been holding back, barely keeping control because Chi-yu still wore his uniform, but with him begging, grinding against him, he couldn’t resist anymore.
Clutching his waist with one hand, Tae-oh pulled all the way out—then slammed back in hard, giving him no chance to breathe.
“Ahhk!”
Chi-yu’s vision went white as a cry tore from him.
Tae-oh yanked out only to pound in again, hips snapping up with sharp smacks that echoed in the room. Chi-yu’s sight flickered with every thrust.
“Hhhngh! Ngh! Ahh, hh, uhh!”
Tae-oh thrust in a brutal rhythm, and Chi-yu moaned with each strike.
Every relentless stroke sank deeper, wringing unbearable pleasure from him. It hurt—yet it didn’t. His rim ached and burned, but every drag of that cock along his walls sent sparks racing through his entire body.
The bliss swallowed the sting at the entrance, drowning it under crashing waves of ecstasy.
Tae-oh thrust over and over, unleashing the hunger he had held back, while Chi-yu shuddered and whimpered, swept away by the increasingly rapid pistoning.
Then suddenly, sparks exploded behind his eyes.
“Ahhhn!”
Tae-oh’s cock had slammed directly into his sweet spot.
The instant the tip ground against that point, Chi-yu’s mind spun, drowning in a dizzying rush of pleasure. It was the same overwhelming ecstasy he always felt, one that terrified him every time.
His body shivered uncontrollably; up and down lost all meaning. His head went blank, pain erased entirely, consumed by that one towering wave.
All that remained was pure, unrelenting pleasure.
Chi-yu panted, gasping out feverish moans.
“Hhnnngh! Ngh! Ahh! Hhh!”
Now, Tae-oh only needed a few thrusts to find his sweet spot again. Once he had, he punished it relentlessly, throwing Chi-yu headfirst into rapture.
His walls clenched tight around him, squeezing like they’d tear his cock apart. Every squeeze around that point milked him so hard he nearly came right then.
Grinding his lip between his teeth, Tae-oh forced himself to endure, pounding into him without pause.
“Unghh! Ngh! Uhh!”
Chi-yu’s cries only made him move faster.
The room filled with the wet, obscene slap of flesh and squelching sounds.
Both of them were driven mad by the violent, consuming ecstasy.
Every thrust unleashed more than climax-level intensity, every drag inside sent his whole body into frenzy.
Chi-yu sobbed like a beast, so hot and overwhelmed he thought his body might burn away.
Tae-oh collapsed over him, sinking his teeth into the back of his neck.
“Hhhnngh!”
Yet even then, his rhythm never faltered, thrusting mercilessly.
Between the brutal pounding and the sting of teeth on his nape, Chi-yu was overwhelmed by waves of bliss, his body clenching tight without thought—dragging Tae-oh into climax with him.
“Kh.”
“Ahhhn!”
Heat flooded between them as Tae-oh shoved deep and came hard inside.
Chi-yu shuddered at the pulsing spurts filling his belly, warmth spreading as Tae-oh spilled into him.
He felt the wetness soaking through Tae-oh’s jacket and shirt, but stripping them off was long past possible.
Tonight, the pleasure had been especially rough, especially consuming; his body trembled with the aftershocks.
As Tae-oh emptied inside him, Chi-yu wrapped his arms around him tightly, stroking his neck.
The climax dragged on and on, his hole twitching helplessly around him. Tae-oh rocked shallowly inside, milking every last drop before finally loosening his hold.
“Hhh….”
As the thick cock slid out slowly, Chi-yu let out an involuntary moan.
The emptiness felt almost freeing—but what remained was the hot, sticky mess spilling out of him.
Cum trickled down the moment Tae-oh withdrew, making Chi-yu shiver.
And that was only the beginning.
Tae-oh didn’t release him for a long time.
Still in his shirt and jacket, he held Chi-yu beneath him, panting, and took him again and again.
