It hurt—and yet, woven deep inside the pain, was a twisted kind of pleasure. Without even realizing it, Eun-jo began rocking his hips toward the man’s hand, sucking eagerly at his cock.
“Haa… ah! Aahng, ah—Team Leader…!”
It felt like his brain was turning to mush. His whole lower half throbbed with a tingling heat, and his body trembled like it didn’t belong to him anymore. Even as he was being punished, he cried out with raw need. His cock stood rock-hard, aching for more. At some point, slick arousal had started dripping from his entrance again.
“Fuck… seriously.”
Park Se-yul was at his limit too. Still buried deep inside, he flipped Eun-jo around to face him and lifted both legs onto his shoulders.
“Ahhhk…! Hnnngh, ugh…”
Eun-jo’s body folded in half like a clamshell, and with it, the cock inside him drove even deeper. He screamed. Park Se-yul grabbed his face with both hands and leaned down.
Their lips met in a searing kiss. Swallowing Eun-jo’s broken moans, Park Se-yul began thrusting at a furious pace—nothing like before. Slam, slam! Each time he struck a sweet spot, Eun-jo’s eyes flew open and his legs jerked with reflexive tension.
His vision turned stark white. His mind went blank, and his lower belly spasmed like it was seizing up. Fluids spilled from both holes, and the wet, obscene sounds of their bodies grew louder.
Eun-jo’s desperate clench was enough to make Park Se-yul snap. Slamming their bodies flush, he shoved his cock in with a brutal thud.
“……!”
The tight walls inside Eun-jo finally started to give, loosening just enough. Seizing the moment, Se-yul forced his glans all the way in—until thick, hot cum gushed out, filling him up completely. It was more than enough to mark him, as if claiming him from the inside.
Letting out a low, satisfied groan, Park Se-yul wrapped Eun-jo in his arms. Then, as if sealing his load in place, he began to move again—slow, deliberate thrusts. Every time the head of his cock pressed against the mouth of Eun-jo’s colon, his eyes rolled back.
Se-yul kissed him again, lips brushing softly like praise. A faint chuckle escaped from between them.
“Ah…”
If only we’d started out like this.
The satisfaction that surged through Park Se-yul was overwhelming—far beyond anything he’d felt when the Esper ranking device first flashed “S-Rank,” or even the first time he broke through a gate.
Holding a half-unconscious Eun-jo close, he kissed him deeply for a long moment. Not even the leash or the bound wrists escaped his touch.
“Hnn… hhut…”
Each motion pressed his still-hard cock against Eun-jo’s inner walls, drawing out another shaky moan.
“Eun-jo.”
His voice was gentle as he lowered Eun-jo’s legs. Then, rubbing the swollen bump on his lower belly, he asked,
“Whose cum is inside here?”
“Hnn…”
“Didn’t I teach you to answer when you’re asked?”
Maybe afraid of being punished again, Eun-jo’s dazed eyes finally came into focus. Park Se-yul quietly watched himself reflected in those wide, watery eyes.
Eventually, Eun-jo’s dry lips parted.
“Team Leader…”
Pointing to his own belly with bound hands, he whispered,
“It’s yours, Team Leader… all of it’s inside me…”
“That’s all that’s in there?”
He began moving his hips again, and the thick load buried deep inside started leaking out. Squish, squish. Obscene noises echoed from below.
“T-Team Leader…”
Eun-jo whimpered, eyes squeezing shut. Even after cumming once, the thick shaft still throbbed inside him, filling him to the brim. His breathing grew ragged again as he grabbed Se-yul’s hand.
“Please… no more… I-I can’t… hngh… hnnn…”
Ever since being dragged to the regional center, this was the first time they’d done it properly. His entire body was hypersensitive. He could feel everything more intensely. He came faster. Everything was too much. And Park Se-yul’s cock—so thick and heavily veined—rubbed against every inch of him like a ridged toy, scraping along his insides every time it moved.
Even the hitting felt good.
It was like he’d been fully broken in—like even getting spanked now turned him on. Being pinned down, his hips crushed under the weight, cock buried deep inside him—everything about it sent heat flooding through his veins. His raw, reddened hole was shamelessly on display…
Fuck… I’m seriously losing it.
Just remembering what they’d done earlier made his lower belly tighten with a dull ache. Park Se-yul must’ve felt the way Eun-jo clenched around him, because he let out a dry, amused laugh.
“Is that your way of answering me now—with your ass?”
“…Hhngh, no, that’s not—ah!”
Se-yul pulled him in tight, then flipped their positions in a flash. Before Eun-jo could even blink, he was straddling Se-yul’s hips.
“Looks like my Guide’s forgotten how to talk. Must’ve been fucked too much like a mutt.”
Se-yul wrapped the leather leash around his hand and gripped it tight, a dangerous grin spreading across his lips. His voice dropped to a growl, low and menacing.
“Guess I’ll have to check for myself.”
Smack!
A sharp crack echoed through the room as he struck Eun-jo’s tense thigh. Seizing the now-reddened flesh, Se-yul issued his next command.
“Spread it wider. Let me see everything.”
“……”
“And don’t you dare leak a drop without permission.”
“Hnngh… I-I can’t, I really… can’t…”
Eun-jo trembled as he looked up at him.
“You had no problem sucking cock like a whore, so what exactly can’t you do now?”
Behind silver-framed glasses, Se-yul’s eyes gleamed, shot through with lust. That always-composed face was now twisted with desire.
“You know how to spread open deep enough.”
He yanked the collar tight again and pulled him in for a kiss. His tongue forced its way in, licking every corner, aggressive and wet. Hnngh… Just as Eun-jo bit his lip in response—
“Mmmh… hnngh…”
Se-yul’s hips slammed upward, hard and fast. Every time he thrust up, Eun-jo’s body bounced, only to sink back down with a wet, lewd noise.
With Se-yul’s full weight beneath him, that thick cock pushed even deeper. The head of it rammed against the entrance to his colon, and heat flared through his core.
Se-yul loosened his grip on the leash, and Eun-jo gasped, breaking the kiss in a hurry—but that cock was still ruthlessly churning him up inside. Below, thick cum from earlier began to leak out from where they were still connected.
“Nnngh! Ah—ahhh! It’s still inside…! Hhh, the load you gave me…!”
Stroking his lower belly, Eun-jo managed to respond, voice trembling.
“All the way… deep inside…! You filled me up—nnngh… it’s yours…”
“Good. Keep it in.”
Se-yul didn’t pause for even a second. He kept pounding him mercilessly. When he pulled back until only the tip remained, Eun-jo’s insides clung to it, like they couldn’t bear to let go. That flushed pink hole twitched open, and Se-yul immediately slammed him back down.
“Aahhh! Ah—ahhh…!”
His walls were soft, sensitive, utterly spent. But when Se-yul shoved back into his colon, Eun-jo’s head fell back, his body wracked with sobs and cries. Se-yul held him steady, pounding away with reckless abandon.
If he relaxed for even a second, he’d cum. He could feel it. But Eun-jo, obedient to the core, remembered the order—no release without permission. Clutching his cock with trembling hands, he grabbed the urethral plug and held it tight.
“Hnnngh—ahhh! I wanna cum… nghh—my front hole, I-I’m gonna—!”
He didn’t need to be told anymore. He knew exactly what to do. With practiced seduction, Eun-jo swayed his hips and leaned down, taking Se-yul’s tongue into his mouth again.
“Hnngh… ngh, like this…! Nnngh, I’ll suck it for you… see? I’ll swallow it whole…!”
His ass—still bruised from earlier—moved in time with his mouth. The thick cock slipped in and out of his swollen hole, repeatedly vanishing and reappearing. Ahhnngh! Even as he struggled to take it, Eun-jo moved like a siren, completely lost in it.
That was all it took for Se-yul to snap. His hands clamped down hard on Eun-jo’s waist, and he started using him like a toy—moving his body up and down at a brutal pace.
“Ahhhhnnngh…! Ah—ahhh, ah, aaah!”
Overwhelmed by the ecstasy, Eun-jo sobbed openly. His entire body trembled, and his lower belly convulsed in wave after wave of agonizing pleasure.
“Ah—aaahh! Team Leader… ah, ah!”
“Heh…”
With a deep, rough thrust, Park Se-yul slammed Eun-jo’s body down onto him—and at once, spilled his release inside. At that very moment, he let go of Eun-jo’s hand that had been desperately blocking his front hole. Overwhelmed by the flood of sensation, Eun-jo writhed as if possessed, thick, white cum spurting across his stomach.
“Haa… ah… hah…”
Eun-jo slumped forward, collapsing onto Se-yul’s chest. He caught him gently, letting him rest as he gave one final, slow thrust, stirring the tip of his cock just inside.
The way Eun-jo had obeyed—held back his climax until the very end—was beyond praise. Se-yul ran his fingers through his sweat-drenched hair, a faint, warm satisfaction blooming in his chest.
“…The Center’s gonna throw a fit if they ever find out.”
If word ever got out that the Team A leader—an S-rank Esper—had these kinds of desires, the whole place would erupt. They’d probably launch experiments, try to link sexual behavior to Esper abilities, start drawing connections to his fetishes.
But Se-yul knew the truth.
This wasn’t a fetish.
It was only ever like this with one person. He didn’t want to own or train anyone else. Only Yeo Eun-jo made him feel this way. And that wasn’t a kink. That was something else entirely.
Holding Eun-jo tight in his arms, perfectly tucked into his chest, he let himself enjoy the moment. If they could just stay like this forever…
He looked down, speaking softly.
“You were the one who said you wanted to join my team.”
His lips brushed Eun-jo’s hair as he whispered,
“From that moment, you were mine.”
Carefully, he lifted the sleeping Eun-jo again and slowly slid his cock out. With it, the thick cum sealed inside began to spill in slow, warm streams.
Gently laying Eun-jo back down, careful not to disturb his sleep, Se-yul reached for the drawer by the bed. What he pulled out was small and metallic—a bell, attached to a nipple piercing. The kind of tiny, jingling charm you’d find on a puppy’s collar.
“I can’t exactly keep you from messing around with other guys…”
He pinched Eun-jo’s soft, flushed areola and brought the bell closer. Then, with practiced ease, he pressed the sharp piercing through the tender skin.
“Nnngh…”
“But I can tag you. So every time you fuck, you remember who you belong to.”
The delicate pink nipple and the cute little bell were a perfect match. No matter where he went from now on, that sweet jingling sound would follow—reminding him, and everyone else, whose he was. Just imagining Eun-jo’s flushed face every time it rang sent a shiver of satisfaction through Se-yul.
He bent down and kissed the bell.
“Perfect.”
As if offering devotion, he pressed his lips reverently against the metal—then slowly licked across it with the tip of his tongue.
Jingle.
A soft, clear chime echoed from inside his mouth.
