Joo Cheong-gyeong thought Cha Eun-soo was recklessly brave.
When he threw himself in harm’s way to save Shim Tae-seong. When he tried to escape by using Cheong-gyeong’s subordinates. Even when he was abandoned in an unfamiliar place, he never once gave in or tried to accept his fate.
Looking back, it was strange. He must’ve believed none of this was real, so why had he tried so hard?
He was going to leave every time anyway.
“Ahh, fuck…!”
The rattling clang of metal bars rang through the space. Cha Eun-soo gripped the prison bars tightly, shaking violently. The force slamming into him from behind was relentless, the impact stinging his skin raw. Thick semen sloshed inside him, shoved deep by a heavy cock, some of it already leaking out around the edges.
“Hnngh, kuh…”
Joo Cheong-gyeong gripped Eun-soo’s slim waist with veiny, muscular hands and rammed into him hard. The feverish, soaking heat of Eun-soo’s insides writhed as they sucked around the thick shaft. As if determined to utterly shatter his restraint, Cheong-gyeong’s thrusts came rough and fast, accompanied by ragged breathing. He leaned forward, pressing his mouth against Eun-soo’s back, which was already covered in the deep impressions of his teeth.
“Fucking hell, I don’t get it.”
He growled the words into Eun-soo’s flushed ear. His tone had none of the soft inflection it once carried—it was more a snarl than anything. Eun-soo’s lips trembled.
“No matter how hard I fuck you, you’re still so goddamn tight.”
“Uuhk, haa…!”
“How much do I have to dump inside you before you’re satisfied?”
You’re the one who needs to finish, damn it. I’m already dying here.
Eun-soo gasped silently, his breath coming in ragged spurts as if protesting with every ounce of strength left in him.
They had been at it for a long time. Eun-soo had exhausted himself just from the foreplay, letting himself get carried away. And when Joo Cheong-gyeong didn’t give him any reprieve, simply plunging into him without pause, his insides had been soaked in cum for what felt like forever. His hole was molten-hot, as though it might melt.
Tears rolled down his flushed cheeks.
Joo Cheong-gyeong bent low and sank his teeth into Eun-soo’s neck. Eun-soo arched his head back with a moan. His legs were weakening, on the verge of buckling beneath him, but even if he collapsed, Joo Cheong-gyeong would probably just keep pounding into him without missing a beat.
Suddenly, someone entered Eun-soo’s line of sight—someone still lying outside the bars, unconscious.
If they woke up like that, they’d witness everything. The thought made Eun-soo’s heart pound faster with rising panic. It was ridiculous to be worried at this point, and yet… the relentless pace left him no space to focus on anything else.
“Ah, hey…! Nngh!”
He tried to say something, anything—What if that person wakes up?!—but every time he opened his mouth, the relentless thrusts stuffed the words back down his throat.
Joo Cheong-gyeong noticed Eun-soo’s attention was drifting and abruptly picked up the pace.
His cock, slick with white fluids, drove in and out at a brutal rhythm. Eun-soo’s plump, petite ass clapped back loudly against his thighs.
Eun-soo let out a sharp cry, his voice cracking from the strain.
“Agh! Ah, ah!”
“I’m pretty sure… you said you were jealous. Hnn, didn’t you?”
“Hhiik! Ngh—haa…!”
“So why are you giving someone else your attention now?”
This body isn’t even yours anymore, is it?
Joo Cheong-gyeong feigned frustration as he chided him, then nipped sharply at Cha Eun-soo’s cheek. Given their position, Eun-soo had no choice but to face outward—it was a baseless accusation. A transparent excuse, really. Just a flimsy justification to fuck him harder.
“Please—ah, fuck!”
Cha Eun-soo whimpered as if admitting fault, his body trembling all over. The overstimulation overwhelmed him, his belly—slightly swollen with cum—throbbing from the ruthless pounding. Each time Joo Cheong-gyeong’s thick cock withdrew and rammed back in, it splashed around the mess inside, sticky fluid spurting obscenely. The tangled hair around Joo Cheong-gyeong’s groin, soaked and matted with their fluids, rubbed against him with every thrust, adding to the sensation.
The relentless waves of pleasure, brutal in their intensity, left Eun-soo dizzy. Finally, he lost his grip on the bars.
As if expecting this, Joo Cheong-gyeong scooped up Eun-soo’s light body without missing a beat.
“…!”
Suspended in midair and slammed back down onto his cock, Eun-soo gasped, body stiffening. Joo Cheong-gyeong looked down at the face resting limply against his shoulder. Those dewy, dazed eyes were opened wide, pushed past their limit. They’d done this position before, but Eun-soo was reacting with such raw sensitivity it was like the first time all over again.
Despite his tear-streaked, sweat-slicked face, Joo Cheong-gyeong found him utterly beautiful and leaned down to kiss him. Then he thrust upward with force.
Eun-soo jerked with a shudder and clutched at Joo Cheong-gyeong’s forearms. Their soaked bodies met again and again, wet slaps echoing with each impact.
“Hngh! Haa, ah!”
Breathless, fragmented moans spilled from Eun-soo’s soft lips. Joo Cheong-gyeong’s gaze devoured that mouth—lips parted in ecstasy, just a glimpse of perfect white teeth and that flushed, red tongue.
He dragged his eyes lower, taking in the sharp line of Eun-soo’s jaw, his long neck, the pronounced collarbones, the flushed nipples standing out from the pleasure, the lower belly bulging each time it received another load of cum—like it could barely contain any more. Joo Cheong-gyeong’s gaze moved slowly, deliberately, drinking it all in.
“Haaah… kuh.”
“Ghh… ngh…!”
His now spent, slightly limp cock twitched as it dribbled clear fluid. Between Eun-soo’s spread thighs, his whole body trembled with each rise and fall of their joined hips.
“Eun-soo.”
His name came out wrapped in pleasure, Joo Cheong-gyeong’s voice dripping with desire. Eun-soo, overwhelmed and breathless, managed to meet his eyes, face flushed deep red. Joo Cheong-gyeong leaned in. The slightly upturned outer corners of his eyes and the sharp bridge of his nose filled Eun-soo’s vision.
That flawless skin, the perfectly sculpted features—it was enough to dazzle anyone.
The tongue that had teased and invaded his mouth so many times now licked at his lips again. Eun-soo opened his mouth with a moan and took it in, sucking eagerly. He spoke with action, not words—Let’s stop here.
There’s someone else here. I’m trying not to care, but my insides are getting shredded. There’s no room left to take more cum.
Even if his body writhed from the pleasure, his mind was screaming—If this keeps up, I’m going to end up full of nothing but your damn cum.
Joo Cheong-gyeong savored that reaction with immense satisfaction.
And as if mocking him for showing weakness, he drove his cock in again—merciless, unrelenting.
“Ughh—mph!”
“Hh…!”
Cha Eun-soo arched his back in a perfect curve, trembling violently despite not even climaxing. As he hit his peak, he inadvertently bit down on Joo Cheong-gyeong’s tongue—but to an S-class Esper with a body that surpassed normal limits, it wasn’t enough to cause the slightest pain. Still, if nothing else, the way Eun-soo’s insides clenched around Joo Cheong-gyeong’s cock and milked him for a release was a victory in itself.
With a deep jolt, Eun-soo flinched as he felt a thick surge of cum erupt inside him. Joo Cheong-gyeong pulled down on his thighs, forcing their bodies to fuse even deeper. The muscles in Eun-soo’s legs bulged with the pressure, and a heated breath hissed through his clenched teeth.
Coming at the same time really was the best.
Joo Cheong-gyeong thoroughly explored the inside of Eun-soo’s mouth, drinking in his saliva without restraint. Limp and spent, Eun-soo let the other man’s tongue play with his passively.
“……”
Joo Cheong-gyeong looked at the dazed, lewd expression on Eun-soo’s face. He saw the telltale signs of post-orgasmic haze, resignation… and the faintest flicker of hope. Stifling a dry laugh, he sucked once on those plush lips, then pulled away.
He whispered at a distance so close, their breaths mingled.
“You didn’t really think it was over… did you?”
“…!”
Eun-soo froze. His body, too exhausted to hold itself up, sagged helplessly in Joo Cheong-gyeong’s arms. Joo Cheong-gyeong clicked his tongue, as if disappointed.
“Why would I let you rest now? I already waited long enough while you recovered from guiding.”
Eun-soo stared up at him with a blank expression.
He was into sex that pushed him past the brink—but Joo Cheong-gyeong? He was on another level entirely. Told me to just think about taking cock… and damn if he didn’t follow through too well.
He was supposed to stay here for a few more days.
At this rate, there might not even be ashes left of him to send to Shim Tae-seong.
“Hnnngh…!”
Joo Cheong-gyeong lifted Eun-soo again and pulled his hips back. His cum-slicked cock slowly slid out from the tight, sticky hole. With the thick shaft gone, nothing held back the flood of semen pooled inside, and Eun-soo tensed, already knowing what would happen next.
He tried to squeeze his muscles shut, but after having been stretched open for so long by that massive cock, his hole wouldn’t close up easily.
From the gaping, twitching entrance, a heavy glob of white cum spilled out.
Joo Cheong-gyeong’s seed, still warm from Eun-soo’s body, dripped and oozed to the floor in thick spurts.
The sight alone was enough to stir Joo Cheong-gyeong’s cock back to life.
Darkened eyes stared, unmoving, as if to capture and memorize every detail of that thoroughly satisfying image.
But then he turned to look at Cha Eun-soo—who now had both limp hands covering his face. Despite being drained to the bone, his posture screamed embarrassment.
“Please… I’m done. Let me down…”
His flushed ears and neck, and the once-pale skin of his bare body now burning a feverish red, only made Joo Cheong-gyeong’s appetite stir even more. He gave a soft laugh and leaned in to gently bite Eun-soo’s earlobe.
“You know you just broke a rule, right?”
“…!”
Startled, Cha Eun-soo quickly dropped his hands.
But Joo Cheong-gyeong merely tilted his head, as if to say too late.
“I wasn’t going to say this because it’s kinda embarrassing…” He spoke in an almost playful murmur. “But when you got hard under that one-piece… while riding my cock—”
One of his long fingers, still wrapped around Eun-soo’s thigh, tapped lightly against Eun-soo’s now limp member.
“I can’t even count how many times I’ve jerked off thinking about that.”
…This was blackmail, wasn’t it?
Cha Eun-soo’s face went from ghostly pale to flushed red and back again in rapid succession.
If someone asked whether he’d hated that experience… well, he couldn’t deny that it had been a weirdly thrilling kind of fun. But there had always been a lingering sense of unease mixed in, and he had no intention of doing anything like that again.
With teary eyes, he clung to Joo Cheong-gyeong’s shoulder.
“I wasn’t rejecting you just now. It’s just… the way I look right now is too…”
“Too what?”
“……”
“Embarrassing?”
Eun-soo gave a small nod, unable even to look away. Joo Cheong-gyeong, eyes glinting with fond amusement, pressed a gentle kiss to the tip of his nose.
“Why bother being embarrassed between us?”
Words flickered through Eun-soo’s mind—terms that might define whatever was going on between them. None of them good.
If a third party saw a man holding someone in his arms while they dripped with cum behind prison bars and smiling sweetly about it… they’d probably look horrified.
Then again, this bastard isn’t normal anyway, so maybe he really would just smile.
Eun-soo silently accepted his own conclusion.
“I like how honest you are, Eun-soo. With your words, with your body—every part of you’s so sincere.”
As if to prove his point, Joo Cheong-gyeong’s hand brushed lightly over Eun-soo’s shaft, the gesture subtle but deliberate.
Eun-soo’s sensitive, bare skin shivered in response, as if affirming the truth of those words.
“Ah!”
Startled again, Eun-soo instinctively wrapped his arms around Joo Cheong-gyeong’s neck when the other man lifted and repositioned him.
There wasn’t even the faintest sign that Joo Cheong-gyeong intended to set him down.
Just the twitching, nudging pressure of a cock head against his butt cheek told him exactly what was coming next.
Their faces drew close.
And then a deep kiss sealed the promise—signaling the start of another round with no end in sight.
