#62
“Ah…!”
“Did you feel relieved thinking I wasn’t going to put it all in?”
“…Yes. Don’t put in any more. I got it, ahng.”
Seo Yi-young wanted reassurance, but as Choi Do-jun’s cock slowly withdrew, scraping against his sensitized inner walls, he couldn’t even finish his sentence.
“I’ll try.”
Though he was moving slowly, Choi Do-jun wasn’t exactly composed either. Seo Yi-young could feel his breathing gradually quickening.
Choi Do-jun’s hot cock spread Seo Yi-young’s inner walls as it moved.
He could feel the mucous membrane stretching tightly and then twitching. Some sticky fluid had flowed out, mixing with the lubricant until they were indistinguishable. Seo Yi-young wanted to believe it was Choi Do-jun’s precum, but that wasn’t possible since he was wearing a condom.
His stomach felt completely filled with Choi Do-jun’s cock. No, not just his stomach, but his entire body.
Considering the size of Choi Do-jun’s cock, that wasn’t far from the truth.
Every time his cock moved, Seo Yi-young’s prostate was stimulated.
“Ah, it stings, stings, ugh, hng, ah.”
After ejaculating, Seo Yi-young’s body registered Choi Do-jun’s continued thrusting as pain, with almost no pause. It felt like prickly thorns were traveling through his blood vessels. A tingling sensation started from his navel and spread throughout his body. It was almost as if an electric current was running through him.
The hole enveloping Choi Do-jun’s cock pulsed, wanting to take him even deeper. Despite not wanting to, Seo Yi-young kept involuntarily tightening his entrance. And Choi Do-jun was enjoying the way Seo Yi-young’s hole contracted and relaxed on its own.
“Wait, wait. Don’t put in more, ack, ugh.”
Alarmed and frightened by the way Choi Do-jun kept poking his inner depths, Seo Yi-young folded his body and used his legs to block Choi Do-jun. When Seo Yi-young’s bent legs reached his shoulders, preventing further penetration, Choi Do-jun stared at him with a look that seemed to ask what he was doing.
“I told you not to put in more.”
His already loosened voice wasn’t threatening at all.
Though he had blocked with his legs, who was Choi Do-jun? An S-Class Hunter. He could easily overcome such resistance. Nevertheless, Seo Yi-young couldn’t help it. It was the instinct of a creature at a life-or-death crossroads. At the very least, he needed to clearly express his intention.
Choi Do-jun looked down at Seo Yi-young like that, then pulled his hips back. At the feeling of the cock sliding out, Seo Yi-young trembled. His waist shook involuntarily. After pulling his cock out of Seo Yi-young’s body, Choi Do-jun got off the bed. Seeing him leave the room completely, Seo Yi-young sighed.
Was he going to stop now?
In fact, he felt somewhat relieved.
His body was already sufficiently exhausted. It wouldn’t be strange at all to fall asleep like this.
Seo Yi-young looked up at the ceiling, breathing heavily. A pleasant drowsiness was sweeping over him. Closing his eyes, he felt like he could fall asleep any moment.
Just then, someone climbed onto the bed.
Is it Choi Do-jun?
Since there’s only one bed, he must be coming to sleep together.
Seo Yi-young’s brain, overcome with drowsiness, carried on this train of thought on its own, and he felt nothing unusual. As a result, he believed his thought process was perfectly reasonable.
But then he felt a hot body temperature above him, and his neck area stung. No, beyond a sting—the pain was like being bitten, causing his eyes to snap open.
The drowsiness that had washed over him completely vanished.
“Ow! It hurts, hurts, hurts!”
“Are you awake now?”
Seo Yi-young covered the painful area with his hand and looked up at Choi Do-jun, who was on top of him.
“What are you doing?”
“I went to get something for a moment, and you were about to sleep, so I woke you up.”
“What? Wasn’t it… over?”
“You’ve been quite well-mannered in bed until now, Seo Yi-young.”
At the sarcasm, Seo Yi-young momentarily closed his mouth.
“No, you, weren’t you trying to help me sleep? You said you’d let me rest?”
“Yes. I’ll let you sleep. This time, I won’t forcibly wake you up.”
“After forcibly waking me up, what bull—wait, what’s that?”
Seo Yi-young stopped talking when he saw Choi Do-jun’s cock.
Something like a ring was fitted on his cock. Not just one ring but two, which weren’t attached but connected with some distance between them.
“What, hey, what is that? Why are you wearing that?”
“Surely this isn’t the first time you’ve seen a cock ring?”
“Cock ring? What’s that?”
“It’s a tool designed to prevent insertion beyond the part where it’s worn.”
“Ah, I see. …What? Why do you have something like that?”
Seo Yi-young had nodded unconsciously as if understanding the answer, but then backed away in horror.
This crazy bastard. He thought it was impressive that Choi Do-jun had actually bought such a thing.
“Because you were terrified.”
“You bought it?”
“Is that strange?”
He wondered what kind of face Choi Do-jun had made when ordering this. The imagination was quite troubling.
Seo Yi-young rolled his upper and lower lips inward, biting them. But even that moment of composure soon disappeared, as Choi Do-jun laid Seo Yi-young down and knocked at his entrance with his blunt glans.
“Are you going to put it in right away?”
“You’re still loose, so it should be fine.”
“Ugh, don’t, don’t touch, ung, aah.”
Seo Yi-young moaned as Choi Do-jun circled his hole with his finger. At the light, gentle touch, he involuntarily clenched his entrance. Watching Seo Yi-young’s reaction, Choi Do-jun aligned his cock precisely with the entrance and slowly pushed it in. As the hot, hard cock entered the empty interior, the soft mucous membrane expanded painfully to accommodate it.
The sudden thrust made Seo Yi-young unwittingly hold his breath.
Choi Do-jun exhaled deeply and said, “Breathe.”
“If you were, were me, ahng…”
Choi Do-jun entered a bit deeper at a languid pace. The feeling of his intestines being pushed upward was something he could never get used to. Seo Yi-young exhaled a series of short breaths. Just when he thought he was getting somewhat accustomed, the thick sensation of spreading and entering deeper made him realize it was merely his illusion.
“Ugh, stop… it’s hard, hnng.”
Seo Yi-young slapped Choi Do-jun’s shoulder repeatedly.
Choi Do-jun’s cock, which had been entering deeper, stopped at a certain point. It was precisely the point where his cock had been blocked by the wall.
“This is as far as it goes. I can’t put it in any further.”
Seo Yi-young blinked, then habitually felt the connected part with his hand. It was true. The cock ring physically prevented further insertion.
“Are you a bit relieved now?”
Seo Yi-young hesitantly nodded.
Though he was reassured that the cock ring physically prevented deeper penetration, one question remained.
“Why did you buy this?”
“Your memory is poor. I already said I bought it because you were too scared.”
“So you were thinking of doing this with me again… Hey, suddenly like that…! Ah!”
With Choi Do-jun’s resumed movement, Seo Yi-young could no longer speak. It was challenging enough just to match the rhythm of Choi Do-jun’s cock as it powerfully thrust in and out.
Perhaps because he was wearing the device and didn’t have to worry, Choi Do-jun’s thrusting was uninhibited.
The sensation of the glans against the delicate flesh was vivid. He deliberately tapped that wall. At the clear sensation, Seo Yi-young opened his closed eyes and looked at Choi Do-jun.
“You, this, inside, stop, strange… stop it.”
It was strange. As he repeatedly struck the blocked wall, the sensation gradually changed with each thrust.
Choi Do-jun grabbed Seo Yi-young’s knee pit and pushed it slightly. Before he could resist, his body was half-folded as he received Choi Do-jun’s upward thrusts. Once. Twice. Three times. By the time he gave up counting, his insides began to convulse wildly.
The mucous membrane clung to Choi Do-jun’s cock as if squeezing it.
“Ugh, ah! Hik, ah, it’s strange, ah, aah!”
He felt like he was going mad from the scorching sensation that made his brain sizzle. With a desperate longing for something to be done, he twisted his waist. He couldn’t bear it. He wondered fundamentally why he had to endure this maddening sensation. Eventually, Seo Yi-young clung to Choi Do-jun in front of him.
He wrapped his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist, applying pressure.
“Quickly, quickly. Ah, ahk. Somehow, ah, can’t bear, ah, hieuk. Uaaht!”
Lying down, he rotated his waist in various directions, urging Choi Do-jun. He could feel the fluid naturally flowing from inside wetting the entrance.
Climax was imminent.
Just a little more. Right now.
But at that very moment, Choi Do-jun pulled out his cock that had been tightly filling the inside. The hole twitched, trying to hold onto the cock, but it was impossible. Seo Yi-young shuddered at the rough feeling of evacuation.
“Say it.”
“What, what?”
Seo Yi-young resentfully looked at Choi Do-jun, who was suddenly being mischievous.
Wasn’t Choi Do-jun feeling anything from this act? How can a person be like this? Why was Seo Yi-young being helplessly dragged into pleasure while Choi Do-jun could maintain such composure? Many questions arose.
But Seo Yi-young soon realized his thinking was wrong.
Composure? No. Choi Do-jun was also not in his right mind. His eyes were burning with heat. His usually clear eyes were clouded with sexual desire.
“My name.”
Choi Do-jun’s voice was slightly lowered, making it difficult to understand immediately.
Seo Yi-young’s mind, drenched in pleasure, was filled only with the desire for Choi Do-jun to move again. So it took time to realize why he was making such a demand.
“Say it if you want to come.”
“…Ah! Okay, ah, okay, ah.”
As Choi Do-jun threatened to pull out his inserted cock, Seo Yi-young desperately tightened his legs wrapped around his waist. Even though Choi Do-jun could easily withdraw if he wanted to, Seo Yi-young was that desperate.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
