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# Finally Obtained
As I pressed down on the wrinkled areas, my fingertips occasionally pushed inward. Perhaps due to the slippery fluid, there was no pain, but the foreign sensation and rejection of something invading a place it shouldn’t be was overwhelming.
“I don’t want this, please stop, hyung…”
I begged in a panic, but Hayun did not stop. The creaking sound from below felt too surreal. I could tell his fingers were pushing deeper and deeper. It was no longer a matter of him being Hayun. The more I realized that something of his was trying to enter that place, the more my whole body trembled.
“Ugh… ugh…”
Perhaps due to the tension, I started to hyperventilate. Struggling to breathe, Hayun turned me on my side, pulled me close, and patted my back. That familiar touch felt like a reassurance that everything was okay.
“Ugh…”
Soon, the breathlessness subsided, but sorrow welled up, and tears began to fall.
“It’s okay, Dawoon. I’m here.”
Hearing his voice in my ear made me feel weak. I thought Hayun had finally stopped. But that was a complete illusion.
While patting my back and kissing my cheeks and earlobes, his other hand continued to explore below. Every time his fingers went in and out, it felt strange, and my body flinched. Hayun lifted one of my legs onto his thigh, making it easier for me to open up. Then, the pressure increased. It was because the number of fingers had gone from one to two.
“Dawoon, relax.”
As I unconsciously tensed up and squeezed below, Hayun whispered soothingly. However, I couldn’t quite hear what he was saying. The sensation of being prodded below was making my head spin.
“I don’t want… ugh, take that out…”
As I shook my head, Hayun grabbed my face and kissed me again. Our lips touched lightly, then pulled away, only to have his tongue dart out to lick my upper and lower lips. He intertwined his tongue just enough to make it hard to breathe.
After repeatedly sucking and kissing, my lips felt numb. My mouth felt hazy every time he stirred it. It felt like all the strength was leaving my body just from the kiss.
The loud creaking sound of fingers entering and exiting the narrow opening echoed. I wanted to cover my ears, but it was impossible. The pressure dulled over time. All I wished for was for it to end quickly, no matter what it was.
But soon, I realized how foolish that wish was.
When the fingers that had been tormenting me suddenly pulled out, it felt strange. Lying there in a daze, staring at the ceiling, Hayun brought a pillow and placed it under my waist. Then, he spread my legs and positioned himself between them. When the hard shaft touched the narrow entrance, I couldn’t think of anything.
Hayun’s dick slowly pushed into the wet opening.
“Ugh…!”
It was a different dimension from when his fingers were inside. The pain felt like my body was being split apart, and I clenched my fists tightly. With the tie binding my wrists and the tension, my wrists felt even tighter.
“Ah… ah…”
I muttered without realizing it, and Hayun kissed my cheek. He approached with the corner of his lips, then our lips overlapped again. The pressure I felt below made it hard to breathe, and my head felt foggy. Was I going to die like this?
Hayun took his time, slowly pushing in. Once he had buried himself to the hilt, he waited without moving until I adjusted.
“Dawoon.”
As he called my name from just a breath away, I shook my head in pain. I had barely been penetrated, yet I was already gasping for breath.
“It hurts…”
Even with my trembling voice, he couldn’t stop. Ironically, that wet voice only fueled his sadistic tendencies. I barely managed to suppress the urge to go wild. To calm the boiling desire, I lifted my head and caught sight of my wrists bound by the soft tie. Despite being tied with a gentle material, my wrists were already red from struggling.
Tsk, I clicked my tongue and reached out to untie the tie. With the strength gone, my arms dropped down. When I looked at Hayun’s face to check if he was okay, he was glaring at me with his lips tightly shut.
I didn’t care if he resented me or hated me.
Having already made up my mind, I hesitated no longer. Seeing Dawoon’s tear-streaked white face made it feel like I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I wrapped my arms around Dawoon’s shoulders and lifted him up, and a look of surprise crossed his face.
“Ugh.”
He let out a moan, perhaps feeling strange with me still inside him, but then he frowned as if he didn’t like that either. Hayun watched every little change in his expression without missing a beat.
As I sat Dawoon on my thighs, my dick pushed deeper inside him. Dawoon, startled, squeezed tightly below, almost making Hayun moan as well.
“If it’s too hard, you can hang on.”
When I wrapped his arms around my neck, Dawoon looked confused. Ignoring that, I thrust my hips up, and a short moan escaped him as his body jolted. As I continued, his flailing arms accidentally wrapped around my neck tightly. That gesture reminded me of our childhood, and a faint smile crept onto Hayun’s lips.
“Ugh, stop, please, ugh.”
With every thrust, his moans mixed with sobs broke off repeatedly. That sound only made it harder for Hayun to stop. The movements became more intense, as if I were truly going to pierce through Dawoon. Each time I pulled out, his insides tightened as if to suck me back in.
“Dawoon.”
When I called his name, he reflexively met my gaze. His disheveled face was etched in my mind. As our lips met, Dawoon let out a moan that sounded like he was in pain. I leaned my body over, laying him back on the bed, and thrust my hips harder. With that force, Dawoon’s body was pushed further up.
I lowered one hand and began to rub Dawoon’s half-limp dick, and it gradually became erect as if heat was filling it. I rubbed the tip with my thumb while repeatedly stroking the shaft with my palm. The simultaneous stimulation from both ends made Dawoon shudder and twist his waist. I kept kissing him, muffling his moans.
After a while, Dawoon trembled violently and suddenly released a cloudy fluid. At the same time, the tightness from behind made Hayun frown and stiffen.
Gasping, I pulled away from our locked lips, and Dawoon exhaled heavily. Hayun did the same. As I looked down at him, my chest heaving, Dawoon was completely limp. Whether he had fainted after climaxing or not, he didn’t move at all.
Once I calmed down, I gently wiped Dawoon’s reddened eyes and tear-streaked cheeks with my hand.
I had finally obtained him.
From the moment we first met, Jeong Dawoon had belonged to Jeong Hayun. He was the birthday gift my father had given me. Therefore, he could not be taken away by anyone. It was only natural to protect what was mine.
“I don’t care. Whether it’s grandpa or anyone else, if they try to take you away, they are my enemy.”
After caressing Dawoon’s cheeks a few more times, I stood up. I went to the bathroom, filled the tub with hot water, and returned to the bedroom, cradling the unconscious Dawoon in my arms. Even as I entered the tub filled with water, Dawoon didn’t move at all.
***
It felt like my body was floating. I thought I could hear the sound of water splashing occasionally. Dawoon felt something strange and tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids were too heavy. Even moving a single finger was difficult. His body felt like a waterlogged cotton ball, completely limp.
Struggling, he finally managed to crack his eyes open slightly and realized he was in a bathroom. Breathing in the humid air, he wondered why he was in the bathroom now.
“Ah…”
This wasn’t the bathroom attached to his room. If his memory served him right, this was the bathroom attached to Hayun’s bedroom.
“Are you awake?”
A voice came from behind, startling him. As he tried to sit up, he couldn’t muster the strength in his waist and slipped back down. Just as he felt like he was about to submerge, a strong arm wrapped around his waist and lifted him up.
Only then did he turn his head to confirm Hayun’s face. And what state he was in.
Both Hayun and he were naked, and he was sitting in the tub, leaning against Hayun.
“Why…”
He tried to speak but flinched, his face turning bright red. Hayun had spread his legs and sat Dawoon between them, so his dick was brushing against his backside.
“You shouldn’t make that face.”
Hayun smiled lightly and cupped Dawoon’s face, which was half-turned away.
“If you want to do more, I’m barely holding back right now, so don’t provoke me.”
His voice was sweet and gentle.
Dawoon doubted his ears. Wasn’t this a mistake made while drunk? What did he mean by wanting to do more?
Hayun, in front of him, looked perfectly sober. He didn’t feel any trace of alcohol at all.
“Were you not drunk?”
At Dawoon’s question, the smile vanished from Hayun’s face.
