“Ah, ah, I said it’s dirty, spit it out, hic… you bastard… hic!”
Jae-jin cursed through his tears. He called Eui-woo every name he could think of—bastard, fucker, pervert, crazy asshole—all while hiccupping uncontrollably.
Seo Eui-woo, having finally drained every last drop, looked up with wild, lust-filled gray eyes. Any semblance of restraint or rational thought had vanished. The plan to guide quickly and efficiently was long gone.
“Jae-jin, it’s sweet.”
“Wh-what…?”
“What you spilled, it tastes sweet…”
“…Fuck. Hic, agh.”
“It’s delicious.”
Eui-woo, who had no appetite, spoke nonsense.
He gazed at Jae-jin with a lazy, satisfied smile, his pale face stark against the dark, barren landscape.
“And this isn’t dirty or obscene,” Eui-woo murmured coldly.
His hair rustled softly in the breeze, and his sharp jawline trembled slightly with excitement. He was consumed by lust and madness.
“Don’t judge without trying. You haven’t even tasted it, yet you’re disgusted. I’m telling you, it’s sweet.”
“Ha…”
“This feels so good… I loved it. Ah… It was amazing.”
Eui-woo kissed Jae-jin’s now-limp cock, which had finally given up after releasing everything. He curled his fingers inside Jae-jin, massaging his insides as he continued to probe with his fingers. His fingers were wrinkled from being inside for so long. The tight, cold folds of Jae-jin’s entrance were now soft and yielding, glistening with the remnants of semen.
“You don’t understand me, Jae-jin. You’ve never sucked my cock or tasted my ass. How could you know how I feel if you haven’t tried it? Right…?”
Before Jae-jin could respond, Eui-woo spread his fingers wide inside him, revealing the glistening, reddened flesh within. Mesmerized, Eui-woo buried his face between Jae-jin’s cheeks.
“I love you, Jae-jin… I love you so much.”
Seo Eui-woo pressed his lips against Jae-jin’s entrance, pushing his tongue deep inside. The walls, slick with Jae-jin’s release, tasted only of him. Jae-jin clenched in surprise, his body tensing.
“Stop… stop talking nonsense! I don’t need to try it to know it’s crazy… Please, stop licking me. Enough…”
Jae-jin’s pleas fell on deaf ears as Eui-woo continued his relentless assault. Jae-jin pounded his fists against Eui-woo’s shoulders in a futile attempt to stop him.
“Eui-woo! We need… we need to guide. I’m all wet, we need to guide, please…”
“Mmm… we need to guide.”
“So stop this and put it in! Put your cock inside me, please…”
“Put it in? Already?”
“Yes, we need to guide and finish this…”
“But I can still lick you more. I want to keep going…”
“No, it’s dangerous. Someone might come. If they find us…”
“If anyone sees you like this, I’ll gouge out their eyes and erase their memories.”
Eui-woo’s threat was cold and matter-of-fact.
“You… you…”
“Mmm, ah…”
“Please, listen to me… You said you’d show restraint.”
Jae-jin’s desperate pleas finally got through to Eui-woo, who lifted his head with a satisfied smile. But not before giving Jae-jin’s entrance one last kiss. He gazed at Jae-jin, panting and spent, with a look of pure contentment.
This was how it should be. This was the only way to guide with Jae-jin. The thought of rushing and causing pain, only to heal it with a healing factor, now seemed absurd. This was true guiding, and Eui-woo wanted it to last forever.
“Alright, stop fussing. I’ll put it in… But seeing you like this makes me want to do more. You’re so cute.”
Humming a tune of “Jae-jin, Jae-jin,” Eui-woo unfastened his pants, revealing his erection straining against his briefs. It was so hard and hot that it seemed to burn through the fabric. His cock, thick and veined, throbbed with need.
“Ha, ah, fuck… Holding back this much… it hurts. Maybe I overdid it.”
Eui-woo positioned himself at Jae-jin’s entrance, his cock sliding easily between the cheeks. With barely any effort, he slipped inside, as if drawn in by Jae-jin’s body.
“Ah! Oh, god!”
Jae-jin cried out as Eui-woo filled him, the sensation overwhelming after so much teasing. His body welcomed Eui-woo eagerly, despite the initial shock.
Jae-jin’s lips trembled as he threw his head back. Even with only half of Eui-woo inside him, it was almost too much to bear. If Eui-woo went any deeper, Jae-jin felt like he might lose consciousness. He continued to hiccup uncontrollably, his body convulsing with each thrust.
Eui-woo savored every moment, slowly pushing deeper, feeling Jae-jin’s abdomen bulge with his presence.
“Do you like it, Jae-jin? Does it feel good?”
“N-no, ah! It’s too much… it hurts…”
“What do you mean? You asked for it, remember? Just admit you like it.”
“N-no, I don’t… ah!”
“Don’t say that. You’ll hurt my feelings. You said I was cute.”
Eui-woo chuckled and thrust deeper, ignoring Jae-jin’s protests.
“Ugh!”
“Say you love me. Say you love my cock inside you…”
Jae-jin’s body was suspended, impaled completely on Eui-woo. A moan escaped his lips, and he quickly covered his mouth, which only excited Eui-woo more.
“Don’t cover your mouth.”
“Ah! Ah, ah!”
“Open your mouth! Give me your hand. Hold onto me.”
Eui-woo thrust wildly, driven by primal instinct. Nothing else mattered—not the danger they were in, not the impending regime change. All that existed was Jae-jin.
“Did you really hate it that much? Was I too dirty for you?”
“Ah! Ah! No, please…”
“Your moans are so sexy… Let’s do this again, outside, next time. Okay?”
“N-no, never again…”
“Why not? We’ll do it again. You and me, outside. Look how well you’re taking me… We should do this more often.”
“I said no! Ah!”
“Just sometimes, please? I promise, only sometimes. I’ll always ask first. Please?”
Eui-woo punctuated his plea with another sharp slap on Jae-jin’s ass. The sensation, with Eui-woo deep inside him, sent shockwaves through Jae-jin’s body.
“Ah!”
Jae-jin trembled as he reached his climax, but nothing came out; he had already emptied himself completely. He sobbed, his insides clenching tightly around Eui-woo.
Seo Eui-woo lapped up every tear, savoring them as if they were precious. He continued to thrust into Jae-jin, determined to hear him admit his pleasure. Finally, Jae-jin surrendered, whispering, “Yes, it feels good.” Only then did Eui-woo stop, laughing like a madman as he released deep inside Jae-jin. His face was radiant, but his eyes held a wild, unhinged look.
***
The wind was cold, the sun high, and their sweat had cooled. Eui-woo held Jae-jin close, adjusting their position so Jae-jin’s legs wrapped around his waist like a koala. Jae-jin stared at him, exhausted and incredulous.
No matter how he thought about it, this was insane. In the midst of danger, they had indulged in this crazy, reckless act. Eui-woo had talked about restraint and control, but where was the restraint in any of this? Jae-jin’s legs still trembled, and he could feel Eui-woo’s release dripping from him.
“…Eui-woo, you crazy bastard.”
Jae-jin glared at him, but Eui-woo just whimpered and apologized immediately, seemingly aware of his own madness.
