The human survival instinct is far stronger than most people think.
“I want to die.”
“I wish I were dead.”
Even if someone says that a hundred times over, there’s no one who truly, sincerely wants to die.
That was Seo Won’s belief—and to this day, he remained certain of it.
And that, he figured, was the very reason why Cha Han-gyeom, crouched submissively before him, was showing him his ass while stroking his own cock.
“Hngh, ngh…”
He had to properly guide his Imprint—make sure he stayed alive—if he wanted to survive, too. That was the bottom line.
“Haah, nn…”
Curled over the desk, with his ass lifted high and slowly rubbing himself, Han-gyeom’s lower body, propped up on bent knees, trembled and twitched. Each time, the wrinkled hole pulsed, almost like it was begging to be kissed.
Clear, sticky fluid clung to the tip of his cock, dripping—drip, drip—onto the solid wood desk below.
So much was leaking out, it could’ve been used as lube several times over. It even pooled into small, round puddles on the surface. And still, it didn’t stop—it just kept dripping anew.
Seo Won sat there silently, watching as Han-gyeom shamelessly put himself on display atop the office desk.
“Hh, how… long… do I have to—”
“Don’t stop rubbing. But don’t cum, either.”
“Ugh, mmgh…”
Head bowed low, Han-gyeom obediently kept stroking himself, just as Seo Won ordered.
His body was flushed with shame and heat. Just a slightly faster motion, and he would’ve come on the spot. But Seo Won didn’t allow it.
Seo Won could feel his own cock swelling hard inside his pants. He hadn’t even touched himself, yet he was already teetering on the edge.
Only once Han-gyeom’s posture began to falter from how heated he’d become did Seo Won finally rise from his seat.
As his chair scraped back, the noise startled Han-gyeom—his body flinched with tension.
“You’ve made quite a mess.”
Han-gyeom bit down on his lip, his face burning red.
“Lift your ass.”
Seo Won spoke firmly, then scooped up the clear fluid pooled on the desk with his hand. Without hesitation, he smeared it generously over Han-gyeom’s hole.
“Hh!”
“I said lift your ass.”
When Han-gyeom finally managed to raise his hips as ordered, Seo Won’s fingers, which had been rubbing along the surface, suddenly slid inside.
“Ahh!”
Two fingers entered without consideration. Although lubricant was applied, the hole was so small that it immediately tightened.
“Guiding,” Seo Won commanded briefly. Cha Han-gyeom’s face contorted in response. He hung his head, trembling, and then, as instructed, summoned the red energy.
The issue was that the only point of contact was the hole.
Seo Won smiled as he felt the pleasurable guiding surge, even though he had only inserted two fingers.
“Don’t come until I allow it. Today, you’ll only guide through this hole.”
“What……! Ah!”
Cha Han-gyeom had to quickly grasp his cock as he felt a sudden, intense sensation inside his hole. Fortunately, he had experienced this position with Seo Won before and managed not to come instantly.
The fingers invading the hole repeatedly withdrew and thrust deeply. Each time, they targeted Cha Han-gyeom’s prostate, causing his body to jolt and moans to escape.
“Ah, ugh! Mm, ah! Ha, ah!”
The slick sound of fingers moving in and out filled the air. Seo Won reveled in the sound, craving more of the guiding that flowed through his hand.
“Agh!”
A third finger was added, and the pace quickened.
“Relax. If you can’t even handle this, what are you going to do?”
Seo Won twisted the inserted fingers, deliberately stretching the tight interior, and then abruptly pulled them out before thrusting them back in. Each movement caused Cha Han-gyeom’s hips to buck and his back to arch.
“Ugh, ah!”
A strange guiding sensation spread from the points of contact.
In truth, guiding with such limited contact wasn’t very efficient, but Seo Won didn’t care. If it wasn’t enough, he could forcibly take more.
The guiding control device, responding to Seo Won’s will, forcefully drew out more GP, even as Cha Han-gyeom was already guiding.
“Hah!”
Cha Han-gyeom shivered as he felt his energy being doubly drained. His hole clenched tightly around the fingers.
The visual stimulation, the sensation of the fingers inside him, and the intense pleasure of the double guiding overwhelmed Cha Han-gyeom.
Seo Won licked his lips, savoring the moment, and then withdrew his fingers from Cha Han-gyeom’s hole.
“Huh, ugh….”
Cha Han-gyeom’s trembling body heard the sound of a belt buckle being undone. His shoulders tensed.
“Come here,” Seo Won ordered, his voice low and menacing despite its gentle tone.
Cha Han-gyeom bit his lower lip, which he had chewed on countless times, and stepped down from the desk. Turning around, he saw Seo Won sitting in a chair, his cock exposed.
The first time Cha Han-gyeom saw Seo Won’s cock, he froze completely, unable to move. Fully erect, Seo Won’s cock was incredibly long and thick, almost unbelievably so. It seemed impossible that anyone could carry such a weapon-like thing.
As Cha Han-gyeom hesitated, Seo Won furrowed his brow.
“Should I put it in for you?” Seo Won asked.
“…No, I’ll do it myself,” Cha Han-gyeom replied, avoiding eye contact.
He stepped closer to Seo Won, positioning himself just in front of Seo Won’s knees. Turning around, he carefully grasped Seo Won’s cock and aligned the tip with his entrance. The earlier fingering had left him slightly open, and the head of Seo Won’s cock pressed firmly against him.
Taking a deep breath and relaxing his muscles, Cha Han-gyeom slowly began to lower himself onto Seo Won. The hot tip gradually pushed open his entrance.
“Hng, ugh….”
The sensation of being stretched was overwhelming, and Cha Han-gyeom trembled, struggling to breathe.
“How long is this going to take?” Seo Won muttered impatiently.
“I-I’m trying… ah!”
Seeing Cha Han-gyeom’s struggle, Seo Won grabbed his hips and forcefully impaled him on his cock.
“Ah!”
The deep penetration hit something inside Cha Han-gyeom, causing his back to arch sharply and his head to tilt back.
“Uh, ah, ah….”
Seo Won bit down on Cha Han-gyeom’s shoulder, the pain bringing Cha Han-gyeom back to his senses. Seo Won’s hand moved to Cha Han-gyeom’s distended belly, feeling his cock pressing from within.
“If it were just a bit longer, it would poke right through,” Seo Won remarked.
“Ugh, ah….”
Cha Han-gyeom could barely breathe, gasping for air. Seo Won pressed down on Cha Han-gyeom’s belly, helping him exhale.
“Breathe out,” Seo Won commanded.
“Ugh, yes—ah! Ha, don’t… ah!”
Seo Won repeatedly pressed and released Cha Han-gyeom’s belly, helping him regain his breath. Cha Han-gyeom’s moans filled the air as he struggled to breathe normally.
Finally, Seo Won grabbed Cha Han-gyeom’s hips, lifting him slightly.
“Ah, ugh—!”
The cock slid out a little, the movement stimulating Cha Han-gyeom’s prostate and making him groan. Then, Seo Won forcefully pulled Cha Han-gyeom back down, filling him completely once more.
A powerful thrust sent a jolt through Cha Han-gyeom, causing him to cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure. The cock, which had momentarily withdrawn, rammed back into him, hitting deep inside.
“Relax. You’re only making it harder for yourself,” Seo Won growled, his eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and the effects of the guiding.
He continued to lift and drop Cha Han-gyeom onto his cock, each impact sending waves of sensation through them both. Cha Han-gyeom, leaning back against Seo Won, could only moan helplessly as his insides were relentlessly pounded and stimulated. The sensation was overwhelming, intensifying his arousal.
Seo Won reveled in the tight, hot grip of Cha Han-gyeom’s body around his cock. The intense guiding, both voluntary and forced, created an incredible pleasure that threatened to overwhelm him. He felt like he could do this forever.
“Ugh, ah! Hah!”
Seo Won wrapped his arms tightly around Cha Han-gyeom, holding him close as he thrust quickly and shallowly. Cha Han-gyeom’s cries grew louder, and Seo Won intensified the guiding, pressing hard against Cha Han-gyeom’s prostate to amplify his reactions.
Cha Han-gyeom had been on the brink of orgasm since he was bent over the desk. The relentless pounding and the focused stimulation of his prostate pushed him over the edge.
“Ah! Ugh—!”
Cha Han-gyeom’s cock finally released, spurting semen forcefully onto the desk. The intensity of his orgasm caused his insides to clench and spasm around Seo Won.
“We’re not done yet,” Seo Won panted, lifting Cha Han-gyeom and laying him face down on the desk. The sudden emptiness inside Cha Han-gyeom was almost unbearable, his insides clenching and aching to be filled again.
Seo Won re-entered him forcefully, thrusting deep and hard without mercy. Cha Han-gyeom cried out, his body convulsing with each impact. Seo Won grabbed Cha Han-gyeom’s hair, turning his head to see his tear-streaked face. A satisfied smile spread across Seo Won’s lips as he licked the tears from Cha Han-gyeom’s cheeks.
“We’re far from finished,” Seo Won whispered menacingly. Cha Han-gyeom shivered in response, and Seo Won chuckled, biting gently on his ear.
“You’re going to give me everything you’ve got, Cha Han-gyeom.”
The sounds of their intense lovemaking and Cha Han-gyeom’s desperate cries filled the office for a long time.
