Click—
The door closed behind them. Even with his vision obscured by the suit jacket, Seo Ha-yoon instinctively knew they were alone. He tugged fiercely at Choi Sang-hyuk’s shirt.
Pop. Pop.
A couple of buttons flew off, and Seo Ha-yoon’s hands slipped inside.
“Choi Sang-hyuk, please. Do something, quickly.”
Seo Ha-yoon pleaded, his hands roaming wildly over Choi Sang-hyuk’s chest and shoulders beneath the shirt.
“Damn it, Seo Ha-yoon. This is all your fault,” Choi Sang-hyuk growled.
He threw Seo Ha-yoon onto the king-sized bed and tore off his shirt before climbing onto the bed. Removing the jacket that had been covering Seo Ha-yoon’s face, Choi Sang-hyuk revealed flushed cheeks and dilated pupils, breathing heavily.
“Mmm… I…”
Seo Ha-yoon arched his hips slightly, casting a seductive glance at Choi Sang-hyuk. A tear welled up on his cheek, lingering briefly before rolling down. Unable to resist any longer, Choi Sang-hyuk pinned Seo Ha-yoon down.
***
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”
With each thrust, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room. Moans of pleasure escaped Seo Ha-yoon’s open mouth. The thick, hot member drove deep inside him, setting off fireworks in his mind with each impact.
“Seo Ha-yoon.”
“Ah! Ah! Ah!”
“Seo Ha-yoon.”
“Ah! Ah! Ah!”
The familiar voice called out between his moans, but he couldn’t respond. His vision was blurred, like a hastily painted canvas, and the sounds of flesh meeting flesh and his own moans seemed distant.
He didn’t know who he was, nor did he care. All that mattered was the raw, intense pleasure that coursed through him with each deep, relentless thrust, melting his mind.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”
Time held no meaning. It felt as if he had been having sex for a lifetime, yet it also seemed like mere moments. The room had been dark, but now it was bright, suggesting that some time had indeed passed.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Feels so good! So good!”
Drool escaped Seo Ha-yoon’s moaning lips, his body desperately clinging to the powerful form that ravaged him like an animal. The flesh beneath his hands was firm and muscular, slick with sweat as he raked his nails across it. The scent of sweat and sex filled the air, intoxicating and primal. He was a beast, a creature driven solely by carnal desire.
“Ha-yoon. Seo Ha-yoon.”
The man, who had been relentlessly driving into him, suddenly stopped. Seo Ha-yoon hated the stillness, his body still craving more.
“No. No. More. Give me more,” Seo Ha-yoon begged, clawing at the man’s back and grinding his hips. A low growl escaped the man’s lips.
“Fuck. How much did they give you? Seo Ha-yoon, snap out of it. You’re going to hurt yourself.”
A hand gently slapped his cheek, trying to bring him back to his senses. Seo Ha-yoon blinked a few times, his blurry vision slowly clearing. The man’s face came into focus, his sweat-soaked hair plastered to his forehead, looking unbearably sexy.
“…Ah… ah….”
Seo Ha-yoon struggled to remember. The man’s name was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t quite grasp it. The man watched him patiently, his dark eyes filled with concern.
“Choi… Choi Sang-hyuk… Choi Sang-hyuk?”
As the name left his lips, Seo Ha-yoon finally remembered who he was. He was Kim Min-seok, not a beast driven by lust.
Relief flooded Choi Sang-hyuk’s eyes. He gently brushed the sweat-soaked hair from Kim Min-seok’s forehead and kissed him softly.
“I… I… Seo Chang-seop… and….”
Kim Min-seok’s words trailed off as he looked down and saw the scene before him. His pale legs were spread wide, revealing Choi Sang-hyuk’s muscular body thrusting into him. Their bodies were joined completely, slick with sweat and semen. Kim Min-seok’s chest and stomach were covered in streaks of ejaculate, their bodies glistening with sweat.
“Wh-what is… ah!”
Kim Min-seok’s attempt to speak was cut off by a sudden, intense wave of pleasure that made his body tremble. The sensation was so overwhelming that his vision blurred again. He realized he was gripping Choi Sang-hyuk’s arm tightly, his nails digging into the flesh, but he couldn’t control himself.
“Now that you’re a bit more aware, let’s get the rest of that drug out of your system,” Choi Sang-hyuk said, beginning to move his hips again. As he pulled back and thrust deep, the pleasure was so intense that tears welled up in Kim Min-seok’s eyes.
“Ah! Ah!”
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
The force of Choi Sang-hyuk’s body slamming into him was overwhelming. His thick, hot member drove deep inside, fierce and relentless. Kim Min-seok felt his hips moving in sync with Choi Sang-hyuk’s thrusts, any sense of modesty forgotten. All that mattered was the insane pleasure coursing through his body, threatening to consume him entirely.
“Ah! Ah! Choi Sang-hyuk! Choi Sang-hyuk!”
“Fuck, don’t say my name. I’m about to come,” Choi Sang-hyuk growled.
“No. Don’t stop. Keep going. More,” Kim Min-seok pleaded, shaking his head, desperate for more. Choi Sang-hyuk clenched his jaw and gripped Kim Min-seok’s hips tighter, thrusting deeper and harder.
“Ah! Yes! Feels so good! Ah!”
Kim Min-seok’s hips moved in sync with Choi Sang-hyuk’s relentless rhythm, any sense of embarrassment forgotten. He felt like an animal, but he reveled in it. Being ravaged by Choi Sang-hyuk felt incredibly good.
Suddenly, Choi Sang-hyuk stopped moving.
“Wh-why…?” Kim Min-seok looked up, his eyes glazed with desire. Choi Sang-hyuk lifted one of Kim Min-seok’s legs onto his shoulder, shifting him onto his side in a scissoring position.
With Kim Min-seok’s leg draped over his shoulder, Choi Sang-hyuk thrust deep inside him again.
“Ah!”
Kim Min-seok trembled as the sensation intensified, his body convulsing with pleasure. His vision blurred as waves of ecstasy washed over him. Choi Sang-hyuk began to move in earnest, his hips slamming against Kim Min-seok, hitting every pleasure spot with precision.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!”
Kim Min-seok gripped the bedsheets, his body writhing in ecstasy. The sight of their entwined bodies, moving as one, was exhilarating. He wanted Choi Sang-hyuk to take him harder, rougher, like an animal. It felt too good to stop.
Kim Min-seok’s erection, still hard and throbbing, dripped with semen, too spent to ejaculate again. Choi Sang-hyuk grabbed it and stroked it roughly, sending another wave of pleasure crashing over Kim Min-seok.
“Ah!”
He cried out, completely overwhelmed by the sensations. Time seemed to blur as they moved together, the room growing darker. Exhaustion began to creep in, his limbs trembling from the exertion. The initial frenzy of desire started to ebb, replaced by a growing weariness.
“Ah! Ah! Choi… Choi Sang-hyuk! Please… stop…”
Kim Min-seok’s plea finally broke through the haze of lust. Choi Sang-hyuk stopped abruptly, his body stilling. He pulled out, and Kim Min-seok collapsed onto the bed, utterly spent.
“Seo Ha-yoon. Seo Ha-yoon?”
Choi Sang-hyuk turned Kim Min-seok’s face towards him, concern etched on his features. His hair was drenched in sweat, and beads of perspiration clung to his chin.
“I… I can’t do this anymore. It’s too much,” Kim Min-seok whispered, his voice barely audible.
As Kim Min-seok pleaded, Choi Sang-hyuk’s expression softened, and a faint smile crossed his face.
“Looks like the drug’s effects are finally wearing off. You were begging for more all day,” Choi Sang-hyuk teased.
“…Was I?” Kim Min-seok replied weakly, a hint of disbelief in his voice.