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Siwoo directly knelt on Jihan’s lap, adjusting his position. He should have done this sooner. Considering the size difference, it made more sense for him to be the receptive one. It would put far less strain on his body.
“Hey, that’s not right.”
Jihan, having finally managed a smile, sat up straight. He firmly blocked Siwoo from entering between his legs.
“What do you mean, ‘not right’? I’m doing as you say.”
“That wasn’t exactly what I meant by ‘doing everything’ you say.”
Geonho loudly scoffed at Jihan’s immediate change of heart.
“Hey, are you saying two different things with one mouth?”
“Two words with one mouth.”
Siwoo corrected him, lightly jabbing Geonho’s stomach with his elbow. Geonho, with an expression of nonchalance, reached between Siwoo’s inner thighs, lifting his lean body.
“Hurry up and spread your legs. Han Siwoo’s waiting.”
“Ugh, hey! Don’t lift me.”
Siwoo, his body jolting, hit Geonho. Geonho, subtly touching Siwoo’s lower body, slowly put him down again.
Jihan watched them, a smirk playing on his lips. He finally felt like laughing.
He thought he’d gotten used to Siwoo’s unpredictable words and actions, but he hadn’t. He was surprised enough to feel his heart pound, a rare occurrence.
“Guide, I’m sorry, but I can’t do it like that.”
“Can’t do what? You haven’t even tried.”
“Yeah, are you even a man?”
Jihan quietly raised his hand, gesturing for Geonho to shut up. He already found Geonho constantly touching Siwoo’s chest and waist irritatingly. The constant commentary from behind was infuriatingly annoying. Especially since Jihan himself did the same thing.
“Just try it first. I won’t hurt you.”
“No. I’m sorry, I don’t want to.”
Siwoo frowned at Jihan’s outright refusal. Jihan even went so far as to say it would be better to die from excessive blood loss first.
Siwoo was speechless at such strong resistance. He couldn’t force himself on someone who disliked it this much.
Then should I just go with Kang Geonho…?
He glanced at Geonho, who always followed his instructions perfectly.
“…….”
Geonho, who had been clicking his tongue at Jihan, shut his mouth upon feeling Siwoo’s gaze. A bad feeling must have come over him, as he suddenly stopped talking.
Siwoo didn’t bother asking. Selfish bastards. They had something the size of his forearm and yet had the nerve to just try and shove it in.
“I’m sorry. I’ll try harder in my next life.”
Jihan, cupping Siwoo’s cheeks, expressed his final refusal. Siwoo bit his hand once before pushing him down onto his back.
Jihan, his face slightly anxious, felt relieved seeing Siwoo climb on top of him. Geonho’s expression, on the other hand, immediately soured.
“Don’t move, just stay still.”
Siwoo warned, wanting to prevent Jihan’s wound from opening further. The metallic scent of blood still lingered in his nostrils. It felt like Jihan was still bleeding.
He resolved to finish quickly and reached between his own buttocks. But actually widening himself while fully conscious wasn’t easy.
“Need help?”
Geonho asked softly, embracing Siwoo. Despite the hesitant tone, his touch was full of affection.
“No, I… ugh…”
Siwoo, about to refuse outright, trailed off at the feel of the hot palm spreading his buttocks. His body tensed at his touch, a tingling sensation spreading through his abdomen.
“Don’t do it?”
Geonho pressed his thick fingertip into the deep crease, waiting for Siwoo’s answer. He also helped smooth the wrinkled flesh around his finger, which was slightly caught at the entrance.
“No, don’t do it.”
Jihan answered instead of Siwoo. Ignoring him, Geonho rubbed against Siwoo to raise his body temperature.
Siwoo leaned against Geonho’s warm embrace, letting his silence be his answer. It was only natural that he, a novice in sex, wouldn’t be used to widening himself. Even if he was shameless, the thought of being probed in front of two people was incredibly embarrassing.
“Tell me if it hurts.”
After wetting his finger with saliva, Geonho inserted it into Siwoo. Siwoo shivered at the feeling of his inner walls stretching, letting out a moan.
As Geonho pushed deeper, his stomach tightened while his chest swelled. Jihan watched silently, then touched Siwoo’s lower body.
“Ugh, hng…!”
At Siwoo’s heightened sensitivity, the two espers’ breathing grew heavier.
With stimulation from both front and back, Siwoo thrashed, searching for support. Geonho, already supporting him, naturally guided him to hold onto him.
Siwoo clung to his thick arm, groaning. It was uncomfortable that Geonho wasn’t removing his finger even though it felt like his insides were sufficiently widened. Siwoo was already soaking Jihan’s hand, as if he’d already climaxed.
How much more did he intend to widen him?
Unable to watch any longer, Jihan moved first. He smeared Siwoo’s cum onto his swollen dick and slipped between the crease.
“Shit.”
Geonho cursed, a shiver running down his arm at the chilling sensation. Siwoo looked startled, thinking he’d been cursed at.
“Don’t scare the guide. You should use nicer words.”
Geonho kissed the corner of Siwoo’s blinking eyes, explaining that the curse was directed at Yoo Jihan. He wanted to slice off the hand that Geonho’s glans had brushed against, but he held back in front of Siwoo.
Jihan, having chased Geonho away, pressed the swollen glans against the entrance. Before even touching, he pushed his flesh into the eagerly opening, lustful hole, eliciting a stifled moan.
Geonho, supporting Siwoo’s swaying body, licked his cheek as he gasped for breath. Siwoo struggled briefly at the first insertion, but as Jihan touched him from the front, he only moaned with hazy eyes.
Jihan was skilled. He gently inserted himself, stimulating Siwoo just enough to feel good.
“Ugh… ah, hng.”
The flesh, bulging with veins, pressed against his inner walls, entering him completely.
Siwoo, fully seated on Jihan, gasped and mumbled. Putting together the broken words, it seemed like he was telling him not to move.
Despite his struggle, Siwoo’s guiding was impeccable. It was astonishing how much power came from this small, lean body; a massive amount of guiding poured out.
It was a level of guiding unlike before, as if he’d awakened. It flooded Geonho and Jihan, making them wonder if they could even handle it all.
“Don’t… move…”
Siwoo, his breathing finally calming, spread his legs wider. He was preventing movement to avoid hurting Jihan, not himself.
A drop of sweat rolled down Jihan’s forehead as he gazed intently at Siwoo. Since Siwoo couldn’t see him anyway, he didn’t bother smiling, revealing his excited face.
Siwoo felt their energy softening, melting under his guiding, and slowly relaxed. Even he felt like he was getting quite good at guiding.
“Stay still, lie down.”
Siwoo, kneeling on the ground, began to thrust his hips. It was clumsy, but Jihan was sufficiently aroused, his head spinning.
Every time the incredibly pleasurable inner walls clung to his flesh, a low gasp escaped his lips. Geonho’s sour expression from behind was completely ignored.
Jihan’s eyes were only on Siwoo, sitting on top of him, moving his hips. The sight of him groaning lustfully, thrusting his pelvis up and down, made his chest ache.
The sticky fluid from Jihan’s excited glans soaked Siwoo’s inner walls. The softening made insertion much easier, and Siwoo’s strained face began to relax.
“Ah, uh…!”
Pleasure mixed into his moans. The large flesh pressing into his tight space no longer hurt. Siwoo opened his pelvis wider, swallowing Jihan completely.
“Ha.”
Jihan, his lips curled upwards, exhaled his ragged breath. He gripped Siwoo’s sticky, white buttocks, slowly lifting his lower body.
The bleeding had stopped. The pain in his side was gone. Even if it hadn’t been, Jihan couldn’t have stayed still. He couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Ugh, ah! Hng, ugh!”
Siwoo moaned loudly, grabbing Jihan’s thighs. A greater stimulation than when he moved himself flooded him, his dark vision turning white. He would have fallen backward if Geonho hadn’t been supporting his back.
Geonho watched Siwoo’s thrashing, his head tilted back. While aroused by Siwoo’s lustful appearance, he felt a nauseating tension in his jaw. Jihan’s occasional gasps further enraged him.
If it weren’t for Siwoo’s guiding, his energy would have surely surged. As everyone knew, Geonho wasn’t a patient esper. Watching Siwoo get excited while being fucked by someone else was incredibly stressful for him.
But separating them felt like Siwoo would never look at him again. Geonho stood up, his tail between his legs, his face drooping.
He kept supporting Siwoo’s back, but kept his distance. He wanted to hear Jihan’s breathing less to reduce his anger. If only his telekinesis was working, he would have shut his mouth.
Siwoo, sensing Geonho’s movement, grabbed his hand. Thinking he was leaving, he rested his cheek against his firm stomach.
Geonho wiped the saliva from Siwoo’s lips, signifying he wouldn’t leave. He also stroked the hand that was anxiously clinging to him.
Leaning against Geonho’s warm touch, Siwoo suddenly realized his wrist felt empty. The flower bracelet Geonho had given him was gone. It was only natural that the non-metallic bracelet would fall off quickly.
“Hng, ah, ugh…!”
Siwoo shivered, his eyes squeezed shut as he climaxed. He squeezed Jihan, still deep inside him, his body trembling, then slowly touched Geonho.
He felt sorry for not noticing he’d lost the bracelet he’d been given. He was also grateful that the jealous guy was patiently refraining from interfering.
With a languid expression and touch, Siwoo touched Geonho’s legs. He simply undressed him, but his growing dick was already being touched and kissed.
With his vision blocked, his actions became unrestrained. He lacked a sense of reality. It felt like he was having a lustful dream. His heightened senses allowed him to clearly perceive the espers’ energy and reactions.
Siwoo opened his mouth wide, feeling Geonho’s hand gently stroking his head. As he took the hardened glans into his mouth, Geonho’s thick thigh muscles bulged.
Jihan hadn’t moved during this time. He only paused for Siwoo, licking the cum that had splattered onto his face.
The sticky cum tasted exactly as he’d imagined – sweet.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
