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Yeon Ji-ho’s vision swam. Initially, he was certain he’d started sitting on Set’s lap, but somehow, he was now lying on the bed, looking up at him.
“Hick. Hee…”
“Ji-ho, my everything. My all, my… Ji-ho.”
Around then, Yeon Ji-ho realized Set’s tenderness was limited to his words. Below, it was nothing short of brutal, even violent.
The sharp moans that had initially escaped him had become nothing but rasps. At one point, Yeon Ji-ho had pushed against Set’s shoulder, asking for a moment’s rest, but Set had only become more inflamed by this small gesture, his thrusts intensifying to the point where Yeon Ji-ho had stopped trying to intervene.
“My waist… Hick, Set, I, h-huk!”
“Waist? Does your waist hurt?”
Set, as if magically hearing Yeon Ji-ho’s small whisper, fetched a pillow from the bedside table. He placed it under Yeon Ji-ho’s waist and left a brief kiss on his forehead.
“There, that’s better.”
*What’s better?*
Too exhausted to even utter the words, Yeon Ji-ho only trembled his lips. Set hadn’t even withdrawn yet.
As if sensing Yeon Ji-ho’s displeasure, Set chuckled softly, his voice low.
“Just one more time… Hmm? Just one more time. Ji-ho, you’re tired now too.”
“T-tired, h-huk, I was tired a while… ago…”
“Yes, yes. I’m sorry.”
His voice was like he was soothing a child. Affection and happiness radiated from Set’s tone, leaving Yeon Ji-ho unable to rebuke him. In the end, he only raised a hand to lightly pat Set’s chest.
As if that gesture were a signal, Set, holding Yeon Ji-ho’s white thigh with one hand, arched his back. Then, *thump*. Yeon Ji-ho’s mouth opened, revealing his red tongue.
“Haak!”
“Ji-ho, look. You can see mine inside you. Haha… It’s utterly obscene.”
Yeon Ji-ho blinked, unable to believe it. How was that even possible? But the moment he looked down at his stomach, he gasped.
The middle of his usually flat stomach was bulging upwards. Yeon Ji-ho opened his mouth slightly and reached out to touch the area himself. It was undeniably Set’s dick.
“Th-this… it’s… inside me… this far…?”
Crazy, crazy, crazy.
Curses, which he usually didn’t use, exploded in his mind several times.
The bulging tip was almost touching his navel. Even during the initial penetration, he’d wondered just how far this impossibly large thing would go, but he never imagined it would be this absurdly large.
For a moment, Yeon Ji-ho was grateful he was an omega. No matter how he thought about it, a beta or alpha male wouldn’t have been able to handle this size. …Or maybe he should be resentful instead of grateful?
“My navel, to my navel… Huk.”
“If it were a little closer, I think I could reach your navel… Ji-ho, do you want that?”
Startled by those words, Yeon Ji-ho flinched back. He’d thought he was completely drained of energy, but he wasn’t.
However, the moment he moved back slightly, Set, who was already holding Yeon Ji-ho’s thigh, prevented him from moving further. Set, matching Yeon Ji-ho’s retreat, moved closer on his knees, restoring the distance between them.
“I won’t hurt you anymore. Don’t worry.”
“I-it’s not that it hurts…”
Actually, it didn’t hurt. With such gentle movements, the pain was only slight at the beginning.
It was simply that the pleasure had become excessive. Yeon Ji-ho learned what it felt like to have his hair stand on end like it had been struck by lightning. Each time Set thrust inside him, he felt like he would suffocate.
Unlike before, having done it once, Set seemed to have completely grasped Yeon Ji-ho’s most vulnerable points. Even now…
“Hak!”
“Ji-ho, this feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Good, h-huk! It’s not good…!”
“Then, is it here?”
Each thrust was so precise it was chilling. Yeon Ji-ho, unable to even answer through his choked sobs, only let tears stream down his face.
Every time Set went deep inside him, his vision would flash white before returning. At some point, he stopped moaning, only opening his mouth to receive him.
Then, when did it start? Yeon Ji-ho began to feel an unbearable urge to urinate.
It wasn’t the sensation of releasing the clear semen unique to male omegas. It was the kind of urge where his bladder was twitching, about to burst. Startled, Yeon Ji-ho involuntarily arched his back, pushing Set away.
“W-wait… ! Hick!”
But Set, far from being pushed away by Yeon Ji-ho’s weak strength, only stared with a puzzled expression, and as a result, the penetration only deepened. And perhaps the angle was wrong, because Set’s dick felt like it was directly piercing his bladder.
“Ah, w-wait, j-just a moment, p-please, h-huk!”
He stammered, unlike himself, his words tumbling out. There was a makeshift toilet inside the caravan, right before Yeon Ji-ho’s eyes.
Just five steps.
Just five steps from there, he could relieve himself without shame. Yeon Ji-ho struggled to get up.
However, Set was equally surprised by Yeon Ji-ho’s unusually forceful movements. Seeing Yeon Ji-ho trying to escape his embrace, Set unconsciously held him tightly. He needed to calm him down, whatever the reason.
“Ji-ho? What’s wrong?”
“W-wait, move, move away, hick!”
“Tell me why. Hmm? What’s wrong?”
At the gentle question, Yeon Ji-ho’s face began to turn bright red. How could he say he urgently needed to urinate? Yeon Ji-ho clenched his fists, unable to do anything, trembling.
A tiny bit, just a tiny bit.
Set’s stomach became slightly damp. Surprised by the wet feeling, Set looked down and saw that he had involuntarily urinated.
However, Yeon Ji-ho was more concerned about losing control and releasing his bladder contents than about soiling Set. Yeon Ji-ho’s struggles intensified.
“Please, ah, please…!”
“Ji-ho. Ji-ho? If I suddenly pull out now, it could hurt. So…”
Set, finding Yeon Ji-ho’s struggles in his arms amusingly light, lifted him. It was unfortunate that they were still connected below.
Then, he carried him and confidently walked to the toilet in the caravan. Reaching the toilet, Set turned Yeon Ji-ho so his dick was aimed at the bowl.
He lifted Yeon Ji-ho’s thighs, a position too shameful to describe. Yeon Ji-ho’s mouth opened, and he covered his face with his hands.
“L-let me go, let me go… please, Set…”
“Didn’t you say it was urgent? Ji-ho, hurry. It’s not good to hold it for too long.”
“No, I really don’t want to…”
Even as Yeon Ji-ho shook his head, he had reached the point where he could no longer hold his urine. Finally, the long-held urine trickled out with a *plop*.
Set, with an unperturbed expression, carefully guided the stream to prevent it from going astray, but Yeon Ji-ho couldn’t breathe, his face hidden throughout the process. But the long-held urine flowed for a long time.
“H-huk… H-huuung.”
“Why are you crying, Ji-ho? Did your dick hurt from holding it for so long?”
To Set, Yeon Ji-ho’s silent shame seemed like whimpering. Set gently soothed him, applying what he had learned from Yeon Ji-ho when he first arrived in this world.
He closed the toilet lid and flushed. The sound of rushing water overlapped with Yeon Ji-ho’s sobs.
Set, feeling sorry for his crying, sat down on the closed toilet lid. Then, he patted him gently, waiting for him to calm down.
“Really, damn it, h… I, I told you to let me go, h-huk.”
“But Ji-ho, if I had let you go, you would have fallen because your legs were weak. You’ve been like that since a while ago.”
Yeon Ji-ho had indeed fallen several times as his legs gave way each time he was penetrated. Reminding him of this, Set wiped away Yeon Ji-ho’s tears with his thumb.
“Still, still this is…!”
His pride as a man, as an adult, was crushed. As Yeon Ji-ho continued to complain, Set seemed to finally understand what had angered him.
“It’s embarrassing because I saw it.”
“…”
“Then, let’s pretend I didn’t see it. You haven’t shown me anything either.”
“That doesn’t make sense…!”
Set pulled Yeon Ji-ho’s ankles towards him, who was sitting demurely on his lap. Yeon Ji-ho’s legs bent and spread wide.
“We’ve been making love here from the beginning.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Set lightly bounced his hips. The recoil transferred to Yeon Ji-ho, who was sitting on top of him. Yeon Ji-ho’s eyes flashed white.
Unfortunately, due to the cramped structure of the caravan toilet, the mirror was directly visible from the toilet. Yeon Ji-ho, perched on Set, had to see every detail of himself in the mirror.
“Ah, ah, ah…!”
“Or, next time, let’s urinate in bed. Then you won’t be embarrassed.”
With Set’s nonsense, a white fluid spurted from Yeon Ji-ho’s dick. It was too thin to tell whether it was the remaining urine or seedless semen.
“H-huu! Please, please, Set!”
But this time, Set didn’t stop because Yeon Ji-ho had climaxed. It was because his own climax was approaching. Set’s thrusts became even stronger.
Each time Yeon Ji-ho tried to get off his lap, Set held him tightly, embracing him from behind as he came with a long, drawn-out moan. Set was breathing heavily, “Haah, haah.”
“…Ji-ho?”
There was no response, which should have come by now. Startled, Set looked up at the mirror opposite him, and saw Yeon Ji-ho in his arms.
His legs were spread wide, and he had fainted in Set’s embrace. Seeing him unconscious in his arms, looking obscene and vulgar, Set felt a sense of satisfaction.
His lips lightly bit and released Yeon Ji-ho’s neck. Deep hickeys adorned Yeon Ji-ho’s neck.
