Chapter 192
Though he knew it was Hyeon-woo’s instinct rather than his will, it was incredibly ecstatic. How wonderful it would be if he acted like this while sober. Just imagining Hyeon-woo desiring and craving him was unbearably lovely.
Tae-geon hugged Hyeon-woo tightly. Then he mercilessly thrust his hips up and down, repeating the motion.
Creak creak, the springs of the old, narrow bed let out loud friction noises in time with the rhythm. On the cheap bed without a headboard, Hyeon-woo’s head kept getting pushed up as Tae-geon pounded into him, until it finally hit the wall with a thud. Tae-geon cradled Hyeon-woo’s head with his palm, pulling him close as he continued thrusting.
“Hah…”
“Ungh.”
The sensation was euphoric – when the shaft pulled out, the inner walls clung tightly like a suction cup, not wanting to let go, and when it plunged back in, they elastically contracted and squeezed.
Savoring Hyeon-woo’s body language that yearned for him, Tae-geon was intoxicated by their kiss when he suddenly lifted his head. He lowered his gaze, blurred with heat, and stared intently at Hyeon-woo.
He took in every detail of Hyeon-woo that he had recalled and imagined countless times over the past 7 years.
The sight of him chasing pleasure with unfocused eyes, drunk on ecstasy, was intensely stimulating. His body rocking up and down with each thrust, his rough breathing mixed with soft moans, melted the alpha’s heartstrings. His swollen lips wet with saliva and nipples abused by Tae-geon’s attentions fueled the urge to devour him in one bite. Red marks bloomed like spots all over Hyeon-woo’s pale skin, contrasting sharply.
They were all traces he had made. This state was because of him. Hyeon-woo was his. Every strand of Hyeon-woo’s hair should belong to him. This lewd expression, the way his hips moved in pleasure, his voice moaning in climax, his sweet scent, the warmth of his embrace – it should all be his alone.
And yet…
Feeling an uncontrollable possessiveness throb in his gut, Tae-geon mercilessly thrust deep into Hyeon-woo and reached his first climax.
With his head thrown back, Tae-geon’s entire body trembled and contracted to the extreme, forming valleys of tightly clenched muscles all over his back, buttocks and thighs as he shuddered.
“Hah…!”
Hyeon-woo shuddered at the sensation of hot semen forcefully shooting his inner walls. Soon after, Hyeon-woo’s own dick trembled on its own, bobbing up and down vigorously as it spurted semen.
Tae-geon’s muscles, which had been rigid in that state for a not insignificant time, only returned to normal after ejecting a large amount of semen. With the skin under his eyes flushed red, Tae-geon pulled out and watched Hyeon-woo’s subsequent state as if observing.
A transparent mucus mixture of their fluids covered Hyeon-woo’s swollen hole, turned to a milky foam from the countless frictions. Soon the tightly closed center parted slightly and expelled Tae-geon’s cloudy semen. The thick substance flowed down Hyeon-woo’s buttocks and behind his tailbone. Hyeon-woo’s body, now hypersensitive all over, twitched at the stimulation. His hole pulsed again, spurting out another gush of Tae-geon’s sticky semen.
“Mmnh…”
Hyeon-woo twisted his hips. Watching this, Tae-geon’s dick was already hard again. Clear precum beaded at the tip of his ferociously erect shaft, stiff enough to press against his abdomen.
Tae-geon’s eyes, clouded with heat, already seemed to have half lost their rational judgment.
How many alphas knew this side of Hyeon-woo?
During the 7 years he spent blind, stuck in the mansion like an idiot, ruminating on the Hyeon-woo of the past who was little more than an illusion – how many alphas had experienced this lewd and beautiful Hyeon-woo? How many alpha’s eyes had captured Hyeon-woo in this state?
Tae-geon’s chest heaved greatly, exhaling breaths filled with rage. The hot breaths pouring from Tae-geon were quite different from before. His eyes, even more clouded than earlier, raked over Hyeon-woo vacantly.
Tae-geon’s fingers suddenly plunged into Hyeon-woo’s hole, which was expelling the semen he had just released as Hyeon-woo lay limp.
“Hnngh!”
He lifted Hyeon-woo’s stiffened upper body halfway and spread the fingers inside his hole wide apart. The semen that had filled the inside poured out onto the sheets with a sticky, porridge-like consistency.
After roughly emptying the inside, Tae-geon flipped Hyeon-woo’s body over roughly to make him lie face down. Then he grabbed Hyeon-woo’s pelvis to lift only his lower body, and inserted his head into that open space to lie in a proper position.
Hyeon-woo’s dick dangled right in front of his eyes. Tae-geon took Hyeon-woo’s reddened, glistening dick into his mouth as if plucking fruit from a branch.
“Hah…!”
At the stimulation of his most sensitive body part being sucked into that hot, wet place, Hyeon-woo’s lower body collapsed helplessly. He ended up in a position where he was lying face down, smothering Tae-geon’s face with his crotch. Though it must surely be suffocating, Tae-geon’s mouth did not easily let go of the dick.
Tae-geon licked Hyeon-woo’s shaft, which was already starting to get hard again, teasingly with his rough tongue, then pointed his tongue tip to probe and explore the urethral opening.
“Nngh!”
Hyeon-woo’s hands clutching the sheets trembled at the intense pleasure. With his heat significantly reduced after two ejaculations, Hyeon-woo barely propped himself up on his arms to raise his upper body and lifted his lower body high to escape the unbearable stimulation. His dick sprang free from Tae-geon’s mouth.
Just as Hyeon-woo was catching his breath after barely escaping the overwhelming stimulation, he felt a dizzying sensation that made his hair stand on end. It was because Tae-geon’s tongue was now licking his hole.
Hyeon-woo did not realize that his current position, with his upper body raised, exposed his hole to Tae-geon even more thoroughly than the previous face-down position.
Tae-geon’s hot, rough tongue licked his hole once more.
“Hah!”
Hyeon-woo’s body trembled as if electrocuted at the terrible stimulation to his sensitive private parts, and he struggled to escape. But Tae-geon firmly grasped his pelvis and sealed his lips tightly like a suction cup to the hole that had started leaking fluid, sucking forcefully.
“Hngh!”
Hyeon-woo’s body, straddling Tae-geon’s face, swayed back and forth as he lost his balance. The strong suction felt like it would pull out his insides, inverting the mucous membranes.
Every time Tae-geon’s front teeth scraped over the wrinkles, it felt like stars were bursting in front of his eyes. The sensation of Tae-geon’s pointed, rough tongue tip licking his inner walls after penetrating halfway inside made his whole body crawl with goosebumps, and at the same time, perversely, a short spurt of semen mixed with precum shot from Hyeon-woo’s dick.
If his arms supporting his upper body gave way even a little, Tae-geon’s high nose bridge would deeply stab his perineum, making it impossible to think straight.
For Hyeon-woo, whose consciousness was starting to return after three consecutive ejaculations, such intense pleasure was almost painful.
Tae-geon’s center, which was licking and sucking Hyeon-woo’s honey-coated lower hole like the base of a flower, was not only fully erect but had veins bulging prominently as it bobbed frantically.
After a long while, Tae-geon’s lips finally detached from the hole. A silver thread traced the path where they had been connected, stretching long before breaking. Before he could catch his breath and process the lingering sensations, two fingers mercilessly plunged into his twitching hole.
“Ah!”
He jerked his hips with a shudder, but with his pelvis held firmly by Tae-geon’s other hand, he could only manage slight movements.
The fingers that had been teasingly scratching his inner walls finally found his prostate and pressed it forcefully.
“Hnngh.”
An not-at-all pretty moan escaped Hyeon-woo’s throat as he arched his neck back to the limit. Perversely, Tae-geon’s dick twitched strongly at that sound.
The prostate, swollen with blood from repeated stimulation, began to gradually enlarge. As Tae-geon’s fingers stimulated that area, which had a firm mass unlike the soft inner walls, they briefly brushed against a small, concave groove. Tae-geon moved his fingers there and scratched it hard as if digging into it.
“…!!”
Hyeon-woo’s body tumbled onto the sheets as the arms barely supporting him gave way. His whole body convulsed violently, his limbs curling inward tightly, unable to even make a sound. Trembling all over and drooling, he looked like he had lost his mind. Even then, Hyeon-woo’s hole twitched frantically, as if recalling that shocking sensation from earlier.
Tae-geon watched the scene without even blinking.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
