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Don’t Look for the S-Class Hunter with Retirement 130

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‘Ah. It’s warm.’

How strange that the body temperature felt through their touching skin had become familiar. Doun found himself unfamiliar with how he had changed at some point. His daily routine had always been getting used to sleeping and waking up alone, but now he had become a body that couldn’t do without Samin. About to open his drowsy eyes, he rubbed his cheek against that broad chest.

“…Mmm, hyung. Are you asking to be devoured again from the morning?”

Doun chuckled at Samin’s deeply sunken voice, whether he had just woken up.

“Do you have energy left over from the morning?”

“Isn’t this when I’m at my most vigorous?”

Samin buried his head in Doun’s nape and giggled. The robe they had worn as pajamas had long since been thrown to the floor. Samin’s hand slid toward the space between Doun’s buttocks, who was wearing only underwear. When he gripped his buttocks tightly, Doun’s body flinched.

“Heh…”

“Are you ready to pay the price for touching sleeping Samin?”

“Hey, hey… Wait a minute. Ah!”

When fingers dug between his opening, Doun shook his head. Sex again from the morning. What happened yesterday, no, what he endured until dawn today was enough.

Though it was Doun who had first begged Samin for a kiss yesterday and asked if he really wasn’t planning to have sex, by around 4 AM he came to regret it bitterly.

Because Samin had pounced on him several times without getting tired. Doun learned for the first time that he could have sex with his lover in such positions. Later, his worn-out eyes stung so much he couldn’t even cry properly.

“Did you not take a potion before sleeping yesterday? Your bottom is all soft and loose. I don’t think I need to loosen it up.”

“Mmm, mm, no… Lube, get the lube. Quickly…”

Doun panted at the fingers skillfully probing his dry opening while making practical demands. Though it was just asking him to use lube.

Samin, who was ready to comply with anything Doun said, squeezed out plenty of lube with faithful but urgent hands. There was no time to consider things like scent. His warm lover who had just woken up was panting beneath him with his legs spread wide.

When the lube that had cooled in the chilly air poured over his sensitive area, Doun’s scrotum shrank completely. His half-erect, pretty-colored member was twitching as if angry at the sudden temperature change.

“Haa… I was too hasty. Did I startle our honey?”

Samin gently stroked the tip of Doun’s glans with his hand and made soothing gestures, as if Doun’s member were Doun himself.

“You… what are you doing talking to that?”

“The lube was cold so I thought hyung was startled, so I was comforting it.”

“Why are you, to my, my thing, saying that?”

“Really. Does hyung get jealous of hyung’s own dick too? Look at you glaring because Samin’s gaze went to your dick for a bit.”

While spouting incomprehensible words, Samin licked Doun’s chest. Doun’s lips trembled at the tongue grazing his erect nipples. Even though the places Samin touched were parts of his own body, he was often surprised by unfamiliar sensations. It was wondrous.

Doun endured the pleasure building in his body and pulled Samin’s head into a tight embrace.

“Put it in quickly…”

“Yeah, just a moment.”

When he urged with an excited voice, Samin quickly pushed the tip of his condom-covered member inside.

“Ah, hng…”

Perhaps because he had held Samin’s member until dawn today, his bottom opened softly even without being properly loosened with fingers or tongue. Rather, it was gripping as if it had been waiting.

“Haa… Should I put more in?”

“Yeah, slowly…”

Though the burden on his body was less than expected, it wasn’t completely absent either. With that fierce thing in terms of girth and length about to be buried below, there was no way he wouldn’t be scared. Doun embraced Samin’s back and slightly moved his hips.

The squelching lube made embarrassing sounds while helping with insertion. As the blunt, hard object gradually dug deeper, Doun slowly exhaled and tried to give even a little more of his body to Samin. He felt he had to do at least this much to repay Samin’s affection.

According to the shallow knowledge gained through searches, insertive sex between men put a great burden on the receiving party. He vaguely remembered the explanation that it wasn’t an organ used for such purposes.

Even with careful foreplay, there would be some accompanying pain, so Doun had decided to willingly endure that part himself. It was better for him to hurt than for Samin to hurt.

He couldn’t force pain on someone who liked him by giving him things that couldn’t be repaid with money. He was already concerned about the depressive words that sometimes burst out like an irresistible force, so he couldn’t force patience on Samin even in bed.

“Ah, mmm!”

His half-folded legs convulsed on their own. When Samin’s member scraped past one spot, pleasure dominated his body enough to cut off his thoughts momentarily. Forgetting to breathe, Doun stared blankly up at Samin moving above him.

“What? Want me to kiss you?”

Samin, who muttered while playfully raising the corner of his mouth, sucked on his nipple instead of kissing. After being sucked hard yesterday, just the tongue touching made it sting and tingle unbearably.

“Hng, mm, ah, wait, ah…!”

He didn’t know when the squelching sounds started each time their lower bodies came together and separated. Even as the insertion grew deeper, it strangely felt insufficient and tantalizing. Doun pulled Samin close, wanting to accept him even deeper.

He could no longer even remember what it felt like to be left alone in the world, wandering aimlessly. At this moment, the fact that Samin was beside him was everything.

“Hng, more… try putting more in.”

“Hah, what are you saying, if I put more in, where do you think it’ll, hng, go…”

Samin muttered while panting. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to bury his thing in Doun’s deepest place and move. But Doun would redden his eyes and feel it quickly even from slight pleasure. If he were to pry open and probe an unfamiliar place, he would obviously cry messily, so he had been restraining himself.

“Ugh…!”

Samin frowned, unable to resist Doun’s strong embrace.

“Are you protesting for me to thrust all the way in now?”

“I’m, hng, fine, so, okay?”

Doun encouraged Samin while exhaling heated breaths. For Doun, Samin was the person who made opening his eyes and getting up in the morning not sad, and taught him again what human warmth was. Doun wanted to know more about such a Samin.

He knew Samin was restraining himself every time. He didn’t want Samin’s satisfaction to be put in second place because of consideration for himself, who wasn’t used to sex.

“Fuck, I don’t know. This, hah, you definitely begged for it, hyung.”

His masculinely developed chest rose and fell greatly as hot breath scattered near his ear. The hand gripping his thigh covered with kiss marks applied strong force. Then with squelching sounds, he messed up his insides and entered all the way to the root.

“Ah, haah…!”

Though he had prepared somewhat, the sensation of accepting it to the deepest place was violent. It felt like being punched in the stomach, and like his organs were twisting.

“Mm, hng, ah, fast… Ahng!”

“Haa… Hyung, I’m thrusting all the way in for you, hng, so you don’t like it? It hurts right now.”

As Samin muttered with a heavily frowning face and roughly moved his hips, the bed creaked. Doun struggled with the sensation he was experiencing for the first time while deeply accepting Samin’s member. He could have said it hurt if it hurt, but it was closer to the sensation of joy.

Because he was just happy to be connected more deeply with Samin.

“Ah, hng, no. Hmm! I like it… Haah, ah, I think I’m going, going to… Hng!”

Doun cried from fear of his head bubbling from excessive pleasure while steadily leaking semen. When Samin pulled out as if dragging to the tip of his member and then probed deeply again, he finally spilled semen while trembling all over.

“Hng!”

Samin also couldn’t overcome the sensation of probing beyond the colon and ejaculated around the same time as Doun.

“Haa, hyung. I like you. I really love you as much as the universe. Hyung…”

He pressed his cheek against Doun’s chest, which had become red and swollen from all his biting and sucking, while drawing out his words. Though it was speech that didn’t match his age or size, it only looked cute to Doun. It was also his most fitting appearance.

When they were embracing for a while on the bed that had become heated from their entangled hot breaths.

Doun carefully cupped Samin’s cheeks with both hands and slightly separated him from his body.

When Samin felt the hands trembling finely from afterglow through his skin, he drooped his eyebrows with an apologetic face. Then Doun smiled brightly and said.

“I like you a lot too, and I love you.”

“Hyung…”

“So now please pull out… Let’s wash up and eat breakfast. I’m hungry…”

“Oops, I’ll pull out right away.”

Samin widened his eyes and slowly pulled out his thing that had been spreading Doun’s bottom wide. When the sensation of gripping as if telling him not to leave made him lick his lips regretfully, Doun glared.

“No.”

“…I didn’t say anything.”

Thinking whether his intuition had transferred or Doun’s intuition had improved considerably, Samin smiled happily. It was the most vibrant and beautiful morning in the world.

* * *

The two people who extended their checkout and had breakfast through room service sprawled on the room’s sofa and chatted.

“There wasn’t as much backlash as expected?”

“Yes. Kim Chansol swept through once and said everyone’s atmosphere was that hyung did well.”

“…I honestly thought there would be tons of posts cursing me as a psychopath.”

“Hey. Where would you find such a kind psychopath? What reason would there be to criticize someone who beats someone up and then gives them a potion?”

Though negative public opinion wasn’t completely absent, as Kim Chansol said, the public opinion on that filthy Veritas bulletin board was really favorable toward Doun. There was also the fact that Yeoun Guild, which Doun had joined, obtained the world’s first movement skill, and from others’ perspective, Doun’s punching seemed refreshing.

What happens inside towers cannot be properly punished unless it’s intentional murder. Just as professional soldiers who risk their lives climbing high mountains or performing dangerous combat aren’t punished for homicide assistance for failing to prevent a colleague’s death, there’s no particular legal basis for punishing hunters.

Duels were the same. Though Doun used his ranker privilege of ‘Priority Opponent Designation Right’ to designate Timer, Timer had the option of avoiding by not entering the tower on the day Doun specified. However, by entering the tower, he essentially accepted the duel himself.

‘Our hyung was really sexy during the duel.’

Samin recalled Doun’s face expertly beating up the ugly man with an expressionless face, then narrowed his eyes and grinned. Come to think of it, he remembered that an opportunity had arisen to see Doun’s sexy appearance with his own eyes. Samin lay with his head on Doun’s thigh and blinked.

“Why are you opening your eyes so brightly like that?”

It was when Doun was smiling brightly while slowly touching Samin’s bangs.

[Notification: ‘Slope (S)’ of Republic of Korea on Earth has used ‘Priority Opponent Designation Right (L)’ to designate an opponent. Opponent: Magnetic (S)]

An unexpected notification window appeared before his eyes.

[Notification: ‘Slope (S)’ has designated you as a duel opponent. This duel request cannot be refused and is automatically accepted.]

[Notification: If you do not enter Veritas Tower at the date and time specified by the designated opponent, it will be automatically processed as a forfeit loss.]

Reading the text, Doun looked down in shock at Samin lying with his head on his thigh.

“…Hey. What is this right now.”

Even receiving the piercing stare, Samin was just grinning.

Hyacinthus B
Author: Hyacinthus B

Hyacinthus

Don’t Look for the S-Class Hunter with Retirement

Don’t Look for the S-Class Hunter with Retirement

Don't Look for the Retired S-Rank Hunter
Status: Completed Author: Released: 2023 Native Language: Korean
Sunshine(?) gong, fox-like gong, crazy gong, younger gong, sweet gong, immature gong, romantic gong, baby gong, separation anxiety gong, beautiful shou, depressed shou, low self-esteem shou, pretends-to-be-prickly-but-failed shou, soft mochi shou, pushover shou, sweet shou, older shou *** After a certain incident, Magnetic Lee Doun, the #1 ranked hunter, decided to unofficially retire from the hunter world. As he stayed holed up at home suffering from depression, persistent messages began arriving at some point. [Magnetic-nim! Today's going to be a heat wave ( '◇' )> Please be careful of the heat] [They say today's going to be very hot ( ᴗ_ᴗ̩̩ ) Our Yeoun Guild has a newly built building equipped with the best heating and cooling facilities. How about having a cup of coffee with me in a cool office on this hot day? (。˃́⌔˂̀。)] Unable to stand it anymore, he impulsively sent a reply... [Stop sending messages before I destroy your guild] Despite the warning, the messages kept persistently arriving. Eventually, Doun went to meet this unidentified stalker. "I told you I'd kill you if you kept sending these kinds of messages." "Gasp. To think I could die at the hands of my respected hyung. It's such an honor." It seemed he'd gotten tangled up with a crazy person who couldn't be reasoned with. *** "Hyung. I think I have a thing for crying men." At this out-of-nowhere statement, Doun backed away in shock. Warning lights went off in his head. This bastard isn't normal. Run away. His instincts were telling him that. "You crazy bastard." "I want to date hyung." "......Get lost." "Hyung......" "I said get lost. I'm going to block your number. Don't contact me." "Hyuuung......!" "Why aren't you getting lost? Where do you think you're clinging to......!" Doun squeezed his eyes shut as he pushed away Samin's head, who had suddenly pulled him into an embrace. He felt like he'd never forget until the day he died the scent of cool cologne that had subtly mixed into the suffocating, sweltering summer air.

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