Love Me More

Love Me More Side Story 9

I don’t know how many climaxes trampled over me in that short moment. Si-yul’s upper body slumped forward. Immediately, his hair was caught in a grip. Fingers slid down to his neck, firmly clutching the nape. Below, Woo Hyun-se was continuously thrusting up, cursing roughly.

“Kwon Si-yul, look at me, quickly.”

“Hyung, hhh… h, I, ah, ugh…!”

“You have to open your mouth. Yes, like that…”

It was more an act of sex with tongues than a kiss. It was vulgar and depraved. Tongues tangled and fluids mixed. It was a kiss that bit the lips and licked the roof of the mouth, stealing breath and leaving one gasping.

The bed creaked violently. The living pillar inside swelled greedily. Yet, it was different from usual. It was growing in size from the root, layer by layer. Si-yul, struggling for breath, writhed. The grip on his nape tightened.

“Ah… Ah!”

“Ugh…!”

Woo Hyun-se hugged Si-yul tightly, burying his forehead between his shoulders. Veins and arteries bulged at his temples. Thick vines rose beneath the skin of the forearm that wrapped around Si-yul. The swollen dick poured thick semen deep inside. It was much more than usual. After a while of twitching, he squeezed out the last drop.

With the entrance blocked, not a single drop of semen leaked out. Si-yul sat atop Woo Hyun-se, merely writhing like two clam shells stacked on top of each other. It felt as if his belly would burst with just a little movement. It sloshed around as if what was inside was water rather than semen.

His head was spinning with a bright yellow haze. It hurt. His vision darkened to the point of death. Breathing was difficult due to the pain. Cotton-like tears streamed down his cheeks.

“Hyung, hhh, tongue, ugh… h, ugh.”

“Just a little, huff… just a little.”

Woo Hyun-se gently stroked Si-yul’s rigid waist. The scent emanating from his nape and ears thickened. Like soothing the stiff muscles of a corpse, the scent of white birch forest and sweet honey enveloped Si-yul.

In that strange yet calm scent, Si-yul’s stiff body slowly relaxed. The insides twitched, caressing the massive pillar. Each time, Woo Hyun-se’s face would scrunch up as if feeling pain, but he did not lessen the scent.

How long had they been holding each other? The pain that had been slicing through his belly slowly faded. Instead, another sensation filled the void. It tickled like the first time he sensed the heat of arousal. The insides squirmed, sealing the living pillar tightly. There was no space left to either pull out or push in.

“Ugh, ah…”

“Wait, Kwon Si-yul.”

Woo Hyun-se urgently pressed down on Si-yul’s waist. It was an attempt to stop, but it had the opposite effect. Si-yul’s insides clung to the pillar like a snake’s coil. A low moan escaped from Woo Hyun-se’s lips.

Now, he no longer felt pain. Instead, something else took over his body. Si-yul’s complexion flushed red. His lips parted, and his insides began to squirm on their own.

“Ugh, hhh…!”

The mucous membranes wrapped around the pillar, and just releasing it sent flashes of lightning before his eyes. Droplets of saliva formed on Si-yul’s lower lip. Woo Hyun-se sweetly swallowed them like dew.

The lower half, once limp from pain, was now filling out again. The tiny, shriveled testicles squeezed out something like semen one last time. The tip felt hot and prickly, like a match flame flickering near the tip.

Even as it swelled, the soft pillar filled with liquid. It was just like a need. He tried to hold back by tensing his lower abdomen, but it was like squeezing something trapped inside.

“Ah, just a moment, let go, ah…”

No matter how dazed he was, Si-yul struggled not to be rude. But he shouldn’t have tried to lift his upper body. Pushing through the full belly of semen, the sensitive tip was pressed down firmly. Hiccup, Si-yul gasped.

He couldn’t even straighten his body. Gripping the sheets, he twisted his waist. Unable to hold back from the limit below, a stream shot out in an arc. It pooled on Woo Hyun-se’s finely divided abs, spilling down his waist and soaking the bedspread.

“Ugh, huff, hhh…”

Si-yul collapsed onto Woo Hyun-se’s now soaked upper body. The knot had not yet unraveled. Si-yul trembled, looking up at Woo Hyun-se with blurry eyes. The moment their gazes met, a flash sparked in the other’s pupils.

Holding Si-yul’s waist, Woo Hyun-se lunged forward. His mouth, opened to take in air, was filled by a thick tongue. Si-yul’s eyelids and eyelashes fluttered before slowly closing.

Fatigue finally hit all at once. Si-yul fainted into a deep sleep.

* * *

The sound of birds came from somewhere. It wasn’t an artificial sound. It wasn’t an alarm, and it was an unfamiliar sound to hear in the middle of a city, so Si-yul opened his eyes groggily. The ceiling that came into view wasn’t familiar either. A ceiling fan that looked like an enlarged dragonfly wing was slowly turning. The thin bed curtains swaying gently were also something he didn’t have at home.

“…Ah.”

That’s right. This wasn’t home. It was the resort he had come to with Woo Hyun-se.

Turning to the side, he saw the person who had tormented him so much sleeping soundly. With his face half-buried in the pillow, he was sleeping peacefully like a baby. Seeing that sight, suddenly the days and nights they had spent without taking a single step out of this room flashed by like a film.

Si-yul’s face turned bright red in an instant. His heart pounded so hard that he pressed his face with both hands.

It had truly been a few days devoted to instinct. Sleeping, eating, penetrating and being penetrated, they were busy putting out fires that ignited every time their eyes met. But it was a fire that couldn’t be extinguished no matter how much water was given or taken away. It was fierce and persistent. Just when they thought it had gone out, they would wake up with recovered energy, and it would burn in Si-yul’s belly again.

They had rolled around everywhere – the bed, sofa, floor, carpet, and even the open shower room. All meals were room service. Even then, they would take just a bite or two before starting all over again. They weren’t hungry anyway, and even the time spent putting something in their mouths felt like a waste.

There wasn’t a place on Si-yul’s body that Hyun-se’s lips hadn’t touched. Even during brief rests, they were connected somewhere. Either their fingers were intertwined, or Si-yul’s toes were in Hyun-se’s mouth, or his swollen nipples that seemed about to peel were being sucked.

Later, they could even move slightly while knotted. Knot addiction was no joke. Although simple sex could satisfy desire sufficiently, the climax reached through knotting was comparable to drugs. It was more than just pleasure. The sensation of forgetting everything completely and feeling like even your soul was crumbling was truly frightening.

Towards the end, his memories became patchy. He seemed to remember begging, rubbing his palms together, pleading to stop because he was so tired and exhausted. His ambition to overcome the heat of his mating cycle by pouncing on Hyun-se had long since faded.

Suddenly afraid, Si-yul quickly moved his hand between his legs. Carefully feeling between his buttocks, thankfully, it was tightly closed. Was this also one of an omega’s characteristics? He let out a deep sigh of relief.

He got out of bed quietly so as not to wake Hyun-se. His legs were weak, and he staggered before steadying himself by gripping the table. Holding his aching waist, he picked up a shirt from the floor and put it on.

He could hear the sound of waves nearby. As if entranced, he walked towards it. It was the balcony he had seen on the first day they arrived. Beyond the small private pool, palm trees and the sea stretched out.

Si-yul debated between the hammock between the palm trees and the round sofa on the veranda, eventually choosing the soft sofa. The sound of waves rolling in and palm leaves rustling in the wind reached his ears.

It was still before dawn, so the sea and sky were a pale indigo. Whitish clouds lazily crossed above.

At the creaking sound of footsteps on the wooden floor, Si-yul turned his head. Woo Hyun-se, who had woken up at some point, came out to the balcony with a long yawn. He bent down to kiss Si-yul’s forehead and sat down next to him. With his eyes still half-closed from sleepiness, he nuzzled his ear against Si-yul’s shoulder.

Hyun-se’s body heat was welcome in the cool dawn air. Si-yul also rested his head on top of Hyun-se’s. There was no conversation, but the silence wasn’t awkward. The atmosphere was peaceful and gentle.

The horizon beyond gradually turned red. Before the sun rose, Si-yul quickly called out to Hyun-se. Hyun-se opened his eyes and looked at Si-yul.

“Look over there, hyung. The sun is rising.”

The flames created by the sun flickered on the waves. Si-yul’s cheeks were also tinged with a scarlet hue.

He was able to see this scenery thanks to Hyun-se. If he hadn’t met Hyun-se in his life, he would probably still be selling drugs and walking towards ruin day by day. Although their first meeting was twisted, ultimately Hyun-se had pulled him out of the quagmire.

Thanks to that, he had learned many things. The feeling of liking someone, the emotion of love, and how to wait more maturely.