#088
A sound like an angry beast snarling spread across the nape of his neck. Yeon Tae-soo’s radiating heat made him feel like his entire body would melt.
His hearing and vision returned vividly, but the more they did, the more only Yeon Tae-soo exploring his body became clear while everything else around them faded away. The bed supporting his body, the clothes caught around his feet, even the air enveloping them both.
It felt like being left alone in the universe, yet he wasn’t suffocating. His ears remained vividly open. Yeon Tae-soo’s scent brushed against his nose.
The dick that plunged deep inside before withdrawing again scraped out all the semen that had filled his insides. With each withdrawal of the thick flesh, semen trickled down, soaking his thighs.
It felt like his entire spine was shaking. His lower abdomen rattled inside like an object. He even felt as if Yeon Tae-soo was breaking him.
Though Yeon Tae-soo was a promiscuous man, he had never treated him this roughly before. The man pressing down on his body and thrusting his thick dick inside was unfamiliar.
In place of his headache, pleasure that felt like an overload hit him repeatedly. The pleasure was paired with another kind of pain. A flesh as thick as a woman’s wrist pushing in to the root couldn’t help but be painful.
Every time his glans penetrated deep inside his body and pressed against somewhere, he felt intense pleasure and pain simultaneously.
“Ah, it hurts, it hurts…! Hnngh!”
He never harmed him. No matter how roughly he handled him, he had never raised a hand against him. If he said it hurt, he would stop even during sex.
But why was he so rough today? The man who didn’t stop despite his complaints of pain seemed unfamiliar.
He turned his head, which had been buried in the blanket, to look behind him. He could see Yeon Tae-soo gripping his waist while thrusting his thick dick inside.
“Hic, hnn…”
A moan mixed with tears flowed out along with saliva.
Strangely, he didn’t feel resentful or sad toward him. Rather, it was fortunate that he couldn’t think about anything. It was already overwhelming just to accept the beast-like Yeon Tae-soo, leaving no room for the fear or confusion that had occupied his mind until just now.
As he felt the lukewarm semen pouring into the deep part of his belly, near his navel, Yoo Seong-woo climbed to another climax. He truly focused only on holding Yeon Tae-soo’s seed like an animal mating, tightly squeezing his dick.
The heat emanating from his body was intensely strong. Their connected lower parts felt like they were burning. The hard dick quickly scraped the semen-covered inner walls.
“Ah, ugh, it hurts, it hurts, ah… mmnh…”
Though he said it hurt, the pleasure was greater. It felt good enough to overcome the pressure and pain. His erect dick was again caught by Yeon Tae-soo’s metal prosthetic hand.
“Nngh!”
While his entire body was hot, only the metal prosthetic was cold. Though it was cold enough to be chilling, it couldn’t cool down the heat of his own dick touching it. Rather, the more the cold fingers stroked, the hotter his erect dick became.
“Ha, nngh, nn…”
It wasn’t just his dick that was hot. Something inside his chest grew as if boiling.
When Yeon Tae-soo, who had been thrusting like a beast from behind, suddenly stopped and turned to embrace him, what had been growing exploded like a bursting dam.
It was because he saw the tears welling in Yeon Tae-soo’s eyes as soon as their faces met.
“Ah…”
He seemed to understand why he had been tormenting him and acting so roughly.
You’re confused too.
Yes, who wouldn’t be confused to learn that the person they gave their heart to was such a broken machine?
But I wish you wouldn’t cry.
Even in this state, even knowing I’m the cause, I dare to wish that you weren’t suffering because of me.
Yoo Seong-woo unconsciously reached out his hand. When he cupped Yeon Tae-soo’s cheek with his palm, a tear that had been welling in his eyes fell.
Yeon Tae-soo looked like someone who had been stabbed. Had he ever suffered this much? Even when he’d been stabbed with a knife, he hadn’t made such a pained expression.
Yeon Tae-soo took a deep breath. It looked as if he were drinking poison.
“Did it always hurt like this.”
Though his tone was falling, it was easy to recognize it as a question. Yoo Seong-woo didn’t answer.
“Did you always hide that it hurt this much.”
If he answered honestly that he had hidden it, it seemed like it would make him suffer more. Even now, he had a face that looked like it might crumble.
Yeon Tae-soo didn’t ask further. He just gripped his waist with both hands and pulled.
As his legs spread, the half-closed hole dripping a few drops of semen was exposed. Yeon Tae-soo thrust his dick back inside.
Despite being thoroughly used, it was still difficult to accept the entering dick. It felt like his body was stretching to its limit.
Yeon Tae-soo rapidly thrust his hips. Each time, a fierce pleasure stabbed through his body.
“Ah, hic, hnng! Nngh!”
His prosthetic hand gripped his dick again. His breathing choked as the movements tormented his erect, drug-like glans, rubbing and massaging it.
“Ugh, ungh, kuh!”
When his prosthetic hand meticulously stroked his erect dick as if exploring it, semen poured out. The black metal fingers became whitish with semen.
Through his vision blurred with dizzying pleasure, he looked up at Yeon Tae-soo’s face. Even while toying with him, he looked pained.
“I’m, fi, hnng, fine…”
At the words he barely managed to utter mixed with moans, the straight brow furrowed. He understood that he had upset him, but he was worried about the headache returning. Despite having cried in pain just now, he was afraid that this massive wave of sensation would break.
He didn’t want to ruin the sex. He wished that even if he cried loudly from the sensation he was giving, he would treat him roughly like before.
“Hic, it’s fine, so… do more… nngh…?”
Before he could finish speaking, Yeon Tae-soo’s dick pulled out. Had he disliked the request for more? As he looked up apprehensively, Yeon Tae-soo bent down close to him.
And their lips met.
Unlike the rough sex, the kiss was only sweet. Yeon Tae-soo’s tongue entered his gently opened lips and slowly explored inside.
Yoo Seong-woo’s body, already languid from prolonged pleasure, completely relaxed. He raised his limp hands and wrapped them around his neck.
Yeon Tae-soo continued the kiss for a long time. Not roughly, not fiercely, but slowly, ever so slowly, as if he would continue all night.
Each time Yeon Tae-soo took his breath and returned it, it felt like all impurities within him were disappearing. Even the pain he had been holding.
How could such a gentle sensation overcome such terrible pain?
How could I, so broken, have met someone as wonderful as you?
His arms around his neck tensed. The emotions, as swollen as the sensations, were overwhelming.
So he just held him. His lover who gave him long kisses. The man who had become his first religion.
Chapter 8
Sleeping, Yoo Seong-woo looked just like he was dead. So Yeon Tae-soo checked several times by placing his finger under his nose.
Though he couldn’t know exactly what condition his body was in, it was obvious that it was quite bad. And he noticed that he was trying to solve that physical condition with pleasure.
It seemed that he could at least forget the pain when driven intensely. As soon as he realized this fact, he tormented Yoo Seong-woo.
Yoo Seong-woo, clinging to him, looked like a small, young beast. Neither human nor android, just some young life form full of wounds.
Yes, he appeared to have life. Despite having seen high-end humanoids almost indistinguishable from humans, he in particular looked alive.
It would be a lie to say he wasn’t surprised. The rigid state in which he didn’t even breathe didn’t look human at all. To the point where it would be strange not to notice the difference.
Moreover, he had seen his android foster parent freeze up many times. The symptoms were identical, as if stamped from the same mold.
Despite seeing this, Yoo Seong-woo when mixing bodies with him seemed more alive than anything else.
The one who writhed in his arms was indeed the Yoo Seong-woo he knew. One with a stronger desire for life than anyone else, unlike himself who was half-dead.
“…And then you say you don’t understand.”
How can you try to give up when you want to live so desperately?
He roughly wiped his face. He felt like he wasn’t in his right mind either.
Learning such shocking facts should normally leave one dazed for at least a few days. He couldn’t say there was no shock, but the cause of that shock lay elsewhere.
“How foolish must you be…”
The fact that he had hidden this pain all this time was more shocking than the fact that he was an android.
That was all. Perhaps somewhere in his mind, he had been suspecting it for some time. That he might be an android.
He just desperately didn’t want to admit it.
“Every android I’ve met has left something indelible on me.”
His foster father and mother, and all those numerous beings forcibly disposed of in Mount Jiri.
“So I must have been afraid of you. This stupid bastard, not knowing anything.”
You too have left something indelible on me.
“Whatever you are, I can’t shake you off now.”
But what you gave me was several times greater than what I received from them. Enough to cover everything. That’s why I’m living like a human now.
“You gave back everything I had lost.”
I learned emotions and humanity that I lost because of my foster father from you.
“How could I refuse however you want to use me?”
Yoo Seong-woo’s closed eyelashes trembled and became wet. Yeon Tae-soo, who had noticed that he had awakened from sleep, simply stroked his forehead.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
