#050
Yeon Tae-soo’s face moved diligently over the fully exposed lower abdomen. He caressed near Yoo Seong-woo’s navel without leaving any gaps. Bright red marks were left wherever his lips passed.
‘Why is he so persistent…’
Yoo Seong-woo squirmed, twisting his waist. The suit jacket, not yet completely removed, was irritating. All the shirt buttons were undone, but the tie was still around his neck. When he moved his hand to undress, somehow sensing it, Yeon Tae-soo’s non-prosthetic hand reached out and grasped his wrist.
Why is he doing this, is he planning to do it without taking off the clothes… His thoughts trailed off as he realized they had already rolled around several times with clothes on.
Yeon Tae-soo, who had stopped tormenting his lower abdomen, slightly raised his upper body. He was still in full uniform. Even his coat remained on.
His own reddened lower abdomen contrasted with Yeon Tae-soo’s neat appearance. Yeon Tae-soo glanced over him with his eyes. It felt as if the sensation tingled along his gaze, even though he wasn’t touching with his hands.
“Hmm, I should have dressed you like this earlier. Should we have you wear this outfit every time we have sex?”
“…You’re going to undress me anyway, why bother putting it on?”
“Who says I’m going to undress you?”
Yeon Tae-soo’s face showed a hint of mischief as he tilted his head and grinned. Yoo Seong-woo swallowed a sigh and twisted his body. The jacket still bunched up on his back had one arm not pulled out, and the tie was messily draped over his bare skin. How could he say such things seeing him in this state?
Suddenly, Yeon Tae-soo’s fingers, which had been merely teasing the entrance, plunged deep inside all at once.
“Ugh, huk!”
He bit his lip at the sudden cold foreign sensation. Before he could adjust, another finger entered. It was deeper than before.
“Ah, w-wait, hiss!”
It was terribly cold. He couldn’t get used to the sensation of this metal. The touch exploring his inner walls wasn’t particularly rough, but it was stimulating due to the temperature difference.
“Slow-ly, hee… ungh…”
“Mm, hmm, okay.”
Yeon Tae-soo responded half-heartedly to the pleading words and moved his fingers gently.
He went deeper inside and then softly probed near the spot Yoo Seong-woo liked with two fingers. The almost-but-not-quite sensation made his lower opening tighten involuntarily.
The cold, hard metal fingers kneaded the tender inner walls. The gestures were gentle, but the stimulation was strong. Enough to make Yoo Seong-woo erect.
Yoo Seong-woo looked down at himself in bewilderment. He had been erect since the foreplay began, but it suddenly felt strange. Even if he was meant for entertainment, was there a need to make him this sensitive to sensations?
He remembered the investors who had kept him to play with after Yoo-hyun was created, saying it would be a waste to discard the previous product. Their influence must have been part of the development process.
Then what about Yoo-hyun, what happened to him after he was produced? Did he meet the investors?
He probably met them many times. After all, Yoo Seong-woo was a failure, and Yoo-hyun was a more perfect specimen. Yoo-hyun must have been more fun to “play with.”
“What are you thinking about, Seong-woo?”
Yeon Tae-soo said this as he shoved another finger into the opening.
His waist stiffened at the sensation that contrasted with the soft voice. Yoo Seong-woo lifted his lower body halfway into the air while holding his breath.
Three hard and cold fingers ravaged Yoo Seong-woo’s insides. Strangely, the places the fingers touched were right near the spots that drove Yoo Seong-woo wild with pleasure.
The sensation of the hard metal fingers moving and clicking inside could be felt one by one, as if seeing it with his eyes. But it wasn’t enough.
‘Why does he keep just brushing near…’
The movements that tantalizingly grazed near his favorite spot. Metal prosthetics were known to be the most advanced among prosthetics, and their movements were said to be more precise than human hands. Yoo Seong-woo knew how high-end the one Yeon Tae-soo was wearing was.
‘He’s doing this on purpose.’
But why? Yoo Seong-woo stared intently at Yeon Tae-soo’s face, which had somehow settled above his own. Of course, there was nothing he could discern.
Was this also a gesture born from suspicion? Why was he staring down at him like this? How did his expressions appear in Yeon Tae-soo’s eyes? The anxiety, once realized, seemed to be becoming a habit. All of his actions appeared ominous.
“Hmm…”
The fingers probing inside stopped abruptly as Yeon Tae-soo let out a sigh. At that short breath full of dissatisfaction, Yoo Seong-woo found himself unconsciously watching for his reaction.
“Do I need to fuck you to stop you from thinking about other things?”
“…Pardon?”
Following that, the three fingers suddenly withdrew from inside him. The sensation of the cold, hard objects scraping his insides as they exited made Yoo Seong-woo instinctively throw his arms around Yeon Tae-soo’s neck and cling to him.
Yeon Tae-soo seemed surprised for a moment, but it passed quickly. He smiled with satisfaction and adjusted his position between Yoo Seong-woo’s legs. He unzipped his pants without removing his uniform coat, only unbuttoning it. His erect dick sprang out from between the opened clothes.
No matter how many times he saw it, that visual never became familiar. It looked more like a strangely shaped club than a human dick.
He entered slowly. Even though the lower part was already fully prepared, just the head entering was overwhelming. Yeon Tae-soo also seemed to struggle with the tight, snug sensation, taking a deep breath in and out.
“Whew… Try to relax a little. You’re not going to bite my dick off, are you?”
As if that’s as easy as you make it sound. When Yoo Seong-woo glared at him with daggers in his eyes, Yeon Tae-soo laughed lowly.
“Okay, okay. Baby, I know you love my dick, but it’d be a bit hard to cut it off, you know? Let’s try to relax slowly, shall we?”
It wasn’t their first time having sex, so why was his body so stiff today? Yoo Seong-woo soon realized it was because of the uniform Yeon Tae-soo was wearing.
The military uniform, still impeccable, remained pitch black without a speck of dust. He was already tall, but wearing the long black coat made his imposing presence extraordinary. The gleaming gold buttons and medals on his chest added to that intimidating aura.
“Do they… give such uniforms even to former mercenaries?”
He asked as if in a trance, absently touching the medals on Yeon Tae-soo’s chest. Yeon Tae-soo tilted his head slightly.
“Is that what you’re curious about? Even while I’m inside you?”
And then, inevitably, the sensation of him plunging inside. Yoo Seong-woo inhaled sharply and stiffened. His opening clenched around Yeon Tae-soo’s dick involuntarily. The half-inserted dick twitched inside him.
“Hik, uh, that’s…”
“Mmm, hoo, I’ll answer while you still have some sense left, baby. Actually, they don’t usually accept defectors as officers.”
Why would someone who defected once not do so again? Even with thorough ideological screening, it was difficult to rise to the rank of a high-ranking officer handling military secrets. Of course, they would welcome enlisted soldiers or low-ranking officers readily enough.
“But my case is a bit different. I know the military’s secrets.”
The military’s secrets? Before Yoo Seong-woo could ask what they were, Yeon Tae-soo moved.
With each movement of his hips, his bumpy flesh entered deep inside and then withdrew again. A sensation incomparable to when he had been probing with his fingers earlier swept over him.
“Ah, huk, ungh! Ah!”
“Hah, so, I, entered directly as an officer. Well, it wasn’t, whew, blackmail or anything like that. They just got scared on their own. Ah… feels good…”
Yeon Tae-soo’s appearance, throwing his head back as if thoroughly immersed in pleasure mid-sentence, was unfamiliar. Was he always this responsive? It was a relief that the overwhelming sensations weren’t just his alone.
Yeon Tae-soo didn’t say more. Yoo Seong-woo had no intention of asking further. It was already overwhelming to endure the sensations surging through his body. The intense pleasure created a massive whirlpool inside him. Everything was swallowed up.
Under the pleasure he gave, everything else became trivial.
His own malfunction symptoms, the sudden operational stops that could occur at any time, all seemed insignificant.
It felt like it wouldn’t matter even if he fell into a temporary pause state right now. No, it seemed impossible that he could stop. How could a body containing such immense sensations possibly stop?
He felt as if he were alive.
Yeon Tae-soo’s dick entering and withdrawing, the sensation of his lips tormenting his ears and jaw endlessly, all felt too vivid.
Even though he wasn’t truly alive, was it right to feel such sensations?
It felt as if he was betraying his very existence. Forcibly elevated by Yeon Tae-soo’s hands, he even had the illusion of becoming a being similar to the panting man above him.
You can throw me into the mud, trample me, turn me into a pile of scrap metal at any time. Knowing this fact makes it all the more frightening. Because the being who could break him at any moment was elevating him.
As if I deserve to be by your side. Yes, as if we were lovers.
Even now, he remained impeccably dressed in his uniform, with only the buttons of his thin coat undone, while Yoo Seong-woo was completely naked and disheveled.
Yoo Seong-woo realized that the loosened tie on his bare body was wet. It was semen from his own body.
The shirt, still not completely removed, was already crumpled and soaked with sweat. Various warning messages had long since appeared on his visual display. Fortunately, there were no automatic shutdown warnings like before.
Beyond the several red warning messages, Yeon Tae-soo’s face was visible. That same expressionless face. A face that seemed like a real expression precisely because it appeared to have nothing. Because the warning messages took priority, the emotion detection function was not operating.
It was a relief. He was afraid to read your expression right now.
The gaze of the non-human looking up from below met the gaze of the human looking down from above. Yeon Tae-soo, who had been expressionless throughout, slightly furrowed his brow.
