#27
Each time Choi Do-jun moved, the wet sounds became more viscous.
The moist sounds alone exuded obscenity, fanning the flames of sensuality.
Choi Do-jun continued thrusting tirelessly, maintaining a steady rhythm. The illusion of being penetrated made Seo Yi-young’s head feel numb and dazed. Choi Do-jun’s low, rough, panting breath, almost like a growl, added to the excitement.
In his previous dimension, his body hadn’t been this susceptible to pleasure—what kind of magic was this?
“…Ah, hng. Mmn. …Nngh, hm, ah, ah, ah.”
With the increasingly faster movements, Seo Yi-young’s hips involuntarily lifted.
Splash. Thud. Squelch.
Loud sounds echoed as Seo Yi-young’s buttocks met and parted from Choi Do-jun’s thighs.
His buttocks wiggled on their own as tension built, and consequently, his thighs that gripped Choi Do-jun’s cock automatically tightened as well.
“Ngh, …Seo Yi-young, you’re going to break it off.”
“Ahng, then stop, ah, ah…!”
“While you’re squeezing, huu, so hard.”
“Ah, what, aah!”
Something pushed into his hole.
At this unbearable, never-before-felt sensation, Seo Yi-young’s hands scratched the leather seat.
Seo Yi-young tried to raise his upper body as if he’d been electrocuted, but Choi Do-jun’s thick torso was pressing down on him, making even that difficult.
Even more shocking was his body’s response. He could acutely feel his body acting as if it had been waiting for this, contrary to his conscious will.
The inner flesh pulsated wildly. His waist trembled, then instinctively moved to guide what had entered deeper inside.
“What, this is what… ah, hng, ahng, ah, no, no…! Strange, aah!”
“…This is amazing.”
Choi Do-jun murmured in admiration.
“It’s sucking in my finger.”
“What, finger…? Ack, ahng, take it out quickly, quickly, ah, hng!”
“You’re talking nonsense when you’re taking it so well.”
“No, no…! Ah, ah, there, hm, strange, no, good… ah…!”
He could clearly feel the inner walls eagerly clinging to the finger pushing inside. Just as Choi Do-jun said. It was obvious that he was frantically sucking it inward, as if finally welcoming something long-awaited.
Choi Do-jun pushed his finger inside without hesitation.
He could feel the bumpy contours of the finger joints entering him.
But that wasn’t all.
The inner flesh was clenching so tightly that he could even feel Choi Do-jun’s fingerprints.
The hole repeatedly tightened and relaxed around his finger as if chewing on it, but none of this was intentional on Seo Yi-young’s part. His body was doing it automatically, naturally, on its own.
By this point, even the touch of fabric against his chest made his nipples feel electrified, hardening and standing erect. To think he was getting an erection and his nipples were hardening while being stimulated from behind. It was a situation where he could have fainted and it wouldn’t have been strange, but reality was different.
He was desperate for greater pleasure.
This alone wasn’t enough to satisfy him.
His body knew.
Deeper inside, deeper. Just a little more. This isn’t, enough. …Something thicker.
He moved his hips as if begging. He heard Choi Do-jun chuckling behind him.
Feeling Choi Do-jun’s finger withdrawing, Seo Yi-young unconsciously moved along with it. He didn’t want it this way. To leave in this state. Not yet. A little more.
Before his mind could think, his instincts danced freely.
His hips rose and fell on their own, and saliva pooled in his mouth.
Choi Do-jun’s finger didn’t completely withdraw, stopping with just a bit of the tip left inside. Then, as if responding to Seo Yi-young’s plea, he pushed his finger all the way in at once. His long, thick finger brushed against something deep inside.
Once. Twice. Three times.
He repeatedly inserted and withdrew his finger quickly and intensely.
The hole constantly twitched, trying to match Choi Do-jun’s rhythm, but his nasty character was fully displayed here as well. Just as the hole tightened to match the incoming thrusts, he would pull out, and just as it relaxed, he would thrust deeply inside.
A piercing pleasure exploded in his brain like fireworks.
Unable to keep his hips still any longer, he twisted them left and right, up and down.
The precum that had been dripping from his cock now overflowed like honey.
“Ah! Aah! Ah, how…! Ngh, mmng… Ngh, haa…! Ah! Ahng…”
It felt like stars were twinkling in his head. He couldn’t hold back anymore.
His hands and arms trembled uncontrollably, his body unable to withstand the intensely surging pleasure.
He could tell the end was near. He could see the sharply rising peak of pleasure.
Like a heat-stricken dog, Seo Yi-young panted with his mouth open, gasping hot breaths, chasing only the ecstasy provided by Choi Do-jun’s hand.
In one corner of his hazy mind, a red light was flashing a warning about his state—experiencing climax from another man’s fingers in his anus. But the indescribable revulsion was soon covered by the carnal pleasure dominating his body. For now, he didn’t care about anything else.
He hoped this sensation, filled to the limit, would soon reach its end.
The orgasm came like a wave, impossible to stop.
Seo Yi-young trembled and ejaculated.
He wished this sensation, flowing through his body like electricity, would linger a bit longer. Though he was reluctant to let go of the feeling that had shaken his entire body like a typhoon, the post-ejaculation weakness overcame that desire.
“So this is your preference.”
He didn’t have the strength to refute that mocking remark.
“Planning to come alone and finish? How inconsiderate.”
“Nonsense, ungh…”
Choi Do-jun held up Seo Yi-young, who was about to collapse weakly, and used his legs to keep Seo Yi-young’s legs from spreading, moving only his hips. Seo Yi-young’s vision bounced around as his body shook with Choi Do-jun’s movements.
Perhaps because of his ejaculation, his body’s sensitivity had heightened.
Even Choi Do-jun’s one-sided movements became stimulating. Feeling blood gradually rushing to his cock again, Seo Yi-young furrowed his brows. Perhaps because he had just ejaculated, he had a slight moment of clarity to view the situation more coolly.
This was troublesome. He couldn’t get aroused again in this situation. This was a matter of human dignity.
He didn’t want to be helplessly dragged along by pleasure again like before.
As Seo Yi-young was considering whether to sing the national anthem, his head was turned backward by Choi Do-jun’s rough hand.
“Focus. I won’t tolerate you thinking about something else just because you finished.”
“What are you saying? My neck hurts, ah…!”
“Ngh, huu…”
Choi Do-jun thrust his hips once, powerfully. The impact felt like it would dislocate his pelvis, and he almost fell, but Choi Do-jun was holding Seo Yi-young’s chin with one hand across his chest, sparing him the unseemly sight of falling face-down on the seat.
Seo Yi-young could feel Choi Do-jun’s muscles tensing. Hot semen gushed out, flowing down between his thighs. The fresh scent that followed stimulated his sense of smell.
So he ejaculated too.
He could tell immediately.
He heard Choi Do-jun’s satisfied sigh.
Taking advantage of his slightly weakened restraint, Seo Yi-young quickly got out through the door opposite to the one he had entered. As soon as he exited the car, Seo Yi-young ran with all his might. He hastily adjusted his disheveled appearance. It was truly fortunate that the car door wasn’t locked. It was also fortunate that there was no one else in the parking lot.
Thankfully, Choi Do-jun didn’t follow.
If he had decided to catch him, he probably would have caught up quickly.
Considering Choi Do-jun’s abilities and his physique, he could have done it without even using his powers.
Seo Yi-young spotted the car waiting for him and stopped for a moment.
He checked his clothes once more.
The belt was fastened, but the zipper was down. Seo Yi-young pulled up the zipper. It was embarrassing to think what the driver might have thought, as it would have been clearly visible from inside the car. Hoping the driver would just think he had forgotten to zip up after using the bathroom, he got into the car.
Fortunately, the driver didn’t say anything unusual.
He was only asked as usual, “Shall I take you to your residence?” Though the driver might have questioned what had happened, there were no such inquiries.
Thinking about it, this was natural. The driver was a person who didn’t speak unnecessarily. But recalling when he had been attacked by a stranger, hadn’t the driver stepped in then?
[“I heard you offer yourself to all the other Hunters, but I heard you went home alone from yesterday’s gathering. What changed?”]
He recalled what Choi Do-jun had said.
As Choi Do-jun suggested, was the driver dismissing it as nothing unusual because it was a familiar occurrence?
He couldn’t tell. He couldn’t ask out loud either. Even asking something would seem like admitting something had happened. Seo Yi-young bit his lip tightly.
Recalling the relationship he had just had with Choi Do-jun, he quietly moved his hand between his thighs, out of sight from the driver’s seat. He could still vividly feel Choi Do-jun’s cock rubbing against his tender flesh. How excited he had been by it. How much his body had enjoyed it when Choi Do-jun’s finger entered his hole. There was no pain or discomfort. What had been there was ecstasy that made his brain tingle.
If it could feel so good and enjoy it that much—a part not originally made to receive but only for excretion—then how much…
He couldn’t believe this was a first-time reaction.
How many times would one have to experience this to show such a crazed response?
Seo Yi-young clenched his fist and covered his mouth.
He absolutely didn’t want to believe what Choi Do-jun had said.
But there was no other explanation.
“…This is insane.”
“Did you say something, sir?”
“Ah. No, nothing.”
Seo Yi-young leaned back against the seat with a long sigh.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
