I’d always been healthy, and it wasn’t like I’d never masturbated before, so I didn’t consider myself clueless when it came to sex. But thinking that the vague, forgettable pleasure of touching myself was even remotely comparable to the real thing—that had been a massive misjudgment. The intensity was on a completely different level. Especially the pleasure I felt when I was with Min Yugeon.
But if it had been anyone else… would it have felt like this?
…No, I was pretty sure I already knew the answer. Just imagining it made my stomach turn.
“Having trouble focusing?”
Min Yugeon gave my wrist a soft, harmless bite. I flinched, then turned my drifting gaze to him.
“Maybe I dragged this out too long. You look like you’re getting bored.”
“Hhng…!”
Schlk. His long, gel-slicked middle finger parted the wet cleft of my ass and slipped inside. As soon as he curled it, he brushed against that spot deep inside me that made my hips snap and a moan burst from my lips. He picked up lube on his way home since we were out and had been using it generously, taking his time prepping me with care. He must’ve noticed when my thoughts started to wander.
Withdrawing his finger, Min Yugeon gave me a crooked smile, his brows drawn in amusement.
“Time to get serious.”
“It’s not that—ahh, fuck!”
His thick head pushed past the rim. Maybe it was because we just did it yesterday, or because of how much lube he had used, but it went in more easily than before. Not that it was easy—just easier. I could feel every inch of my entrance, clenched tight like it had never taken him, being stretched open all over again.
I sucked in a breath, arching my back. The pillow Min Yugeon had placed under me cradled the curve of my spine.
“Haa… uhnn…”
My hand instinctively reached down between us. But Min Yugeon caught my wrist mid-air and pinned it against the pillow above my head. Then he pressed in deeper, grinding his hips against mine.
“Ugh… haah…”
He let out a breath, long and low, when he finally bottomed out, his balls snug against my ass. As the full weight of him settled inside me, I exhaled the breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. I could feel him nestled firmly between my walls, and judging by the shiver that ran through him, he felt it too.
“You’re so tight, Suho.”
“Nghh…”
Still gripping my wrist, he brought his other hand to my chin and tilted my head down. His mouth claimed mine in a kiss that was both coaxing and ravenous, dripping with heat. He didn’t stop until my breathing had steadied.
“…Ahh.”
Min Yugeon started rolling his hips in slow circles. I could feel him rubbing along my inner walls. My ass twitched involuntarily, and when I shot him a look that said what the hell are you doing, he just gave a cheeky grin.
“You’re loosened up enough now, right? Time to move.”
I didn’t get why he was even asking—until he slipped his arm behind my back and, without warning, lifted me clean off the bed.
“…!”
His feet hit the floor. The sudden shift forced his cock even deeper inside me, pounding into spots that made my mouth drop open and my head fall back. I didn’t even have the presence of mind to cling to him. My body trembled violently, and he held me close, tight enough to keep me from slipping.
“I don’t care what it takes—I just want to find the position that makes you feel the best.”
His voice was low and full of that relentless curiosity he never bothered to hide, even in moments like this. His tongue traced up the length of my throat, and the haze in my head cleared just enough for me to wrap my arms around the back of his neck. My short, ragged breaths fanned against his shoulder.
“You could’ve at least warned me…”
Out of petty revenge, I sank my teeth into his neck—right in front of me. He stiffened and let out a low grunt. Judging by his reaction, I’d caught him off guard in a way he hadn’t expected.
“…You didn’t need to do that. I was already really turned on.”
Min Yugeon muttered, voice just barely audible, and started walking. The motion made my body bounce slightly with each step, and every time he lowered me back down, he rammed his hips upward—thrusting even deeper. For a second, a white flash sparked across my vision.
“Ahh—fuck! D-deep! Nngh! Aah!”
Even as I pounded weakly against the tight weave of muscle on his back, he didn’t falter. He walked steadily, pounding into me all the way across the room, only stopping when we reached the broad wall on the far side of the bed. He pressed me up against it, gripped my hips, and started thrusting again—faster, harder. His cock speared into me with frenzied force, and it was so thick and hard that I wouldn’t have been surprised if I came from just that.
“Mmngh! Ahh!”
“Haa, nghh.”
Every time my slick, lube-covered ass came down against his thick thighs, it made a loud, filthy squelch. I felt like I could slip or my legs might give out, but he bent his knees just enough to hold me steady. The fear of falling vanished in an instant.
Saliva pooled in my open mouth—I couldn’t even moan properly. The moment he noticed, Min Yugeon turned his head and claimed my lips again. Lewd, sticky noises echoed from both our mouths and our bodies, pushing the already feverish pleasure higher.
The fact that I wasn’t lying on a bed or even the floor, but balanced on his thighs, dangling in the air with his cock buried deep inside me—that thrill alone sent another rush through me. I clenched my toes until they went white and bit down hard on his tongue as I sucked it deeper into my mouth.
Sweat beaded along the bridge of my nose. My eyelids fluttered, trembling.
“…Nnph!”
Min Yugeon’s eyes were locked on me, searing with a focus so intense it was as if he refused to miss even the smallest reaction. Under that gaze, I came first. My whole body tensed, and thick, cloudy fluid burst from the tip of my cock, spurting across his chest in erratic streaks. He was still thrusting into both my mouth and my guts, but when the spasming tightness clamped around him, he threw his head back, gritting out a stifled groan through clenched teeth.
He pulled back slightly and reached down to touch me. Finding me drenched, he checked his palm—sticky threads of cum stretched between his fingers. The sight made his lips curl upward.
“Looks like you finished a little early.”
“Hhh… haah… ha…”
My chest heaved, and I couldn’t even form a reply. He brushed the sweat from my face with the back of his hand, and I caught his wrist, shaking my head.
“Don’t… hh, don’t keep going like this.”
It had felt so good it was terrifying. There was even a brief moment when I thought I might completely lose it. Min Yugeon had been watching every second, drinking in the way I took him. He seemed to understand what I meant, though he couldn’t fully hide his disappointment as he nodded.
“Alright. I’ll stop.”
He kissed the underside of my chin with soft, featherlight presses and carried me gently back to the bed. This time, he didn’t thrust with each step, just moved quietly. But even without the shock of movement, the way his cock shifted inside me with every step still sent a ripple of sensation through my body. I dug my heels into his back, trying not to let the pleasure show. He probably noticed anyway.
Once we were on the bed, Min Yugeon bent down and pressed his lips to the skin exposed between the folds of my disheveled shirt, licking me as if savoring something decadent. His tongue, warm and wet, slid past my collarbone, brushing over a nipple with lazy intent. A moan slipped out of me, helpless and involuntary—somewhere between a ticklish twinge and a heat that made my skin crawl. Even with the post-orgasmic haze and the softness of the mattress beneath me, I couldn’t fall asleep. Not like this.
Min Yugeon shifted his hips, thrusting into me gently, just enough to stir my nerves. My body rocked upward. I reached up and pulled him in by the nape of his neck, kissing him hard. It was a silent signal—move how you want. I couldn’t help but feel the tension of not having come together.
I tightened around him, clenching down on his cock. Even in the thick of arousal, his eyes—usually so warm—darkened. Just for an instant, I glimpsed something deeper. Something shadowy and raw, the edges of a darker hunger.
“……”
“Nnngh…!”
Still staring into my face, Min Yugeon pulled out completely—then slammed back in, hard. The force of it knocked the breath from my lungs and sent my body rocking into the mattress.
“Wait—”
That wasn’t even the real start. The moment after that warning thrust, he pinned both my arms down and started pounding into me with a brutal rhythm.
“Ahh—! Hh—ah! Agh!”
It made me realize how much he’d been holding back until now. His thrusts were too deep, too fast, overwhelming. There wasn’t even a chance for me to match his pace or adjust. The force from below rattled up through my spine, and my vision blurred as everything started to shake.
“Slow… huff… just a little—nnngh! F-Fuck—!”
Was it pain? Or was it just so good it felt like pain?
The pleasure was violent, almost savage. My body was shaking with ecstasy, writhing helplessly while Min Yugeon’s cock struck places no hand could ever reach.
“Suho—haah, look at me.”
Whatever spiraling thought I’d had was ripped away the moment he gently cupped the back of my head and tilted it forward.
“Does it hurt?”
“Ungh… nghhh…”
“Really?”
Even as he asked, his hips never stopped. He already knew what was happening below—my cock, already emptied, was still leaking precum as if I hadn’t just come. I trembled beneath him, biting hard into my bottom lip.
“It feels…”
“Mm? Say it louder.”
“I said it feels good. It feels—ah—so fucking good.”
Fucking lunatic. I’d cursed him silently before, but this was the first time the words had almost escaped my mouth. He knew how much I was feeling it—he just wanted me to say it. Out loud. And somehow, that pissed me off.
“……”
It must’ve been the answer he wanted. But for some reason, he froze. Then, quietly, he dipped his head and buried his face against my shoulder.
