Kwon Jae-jin, sprawled on the bed, barely managed to free his tongue. His shoulder dangled off the edge, almost touching the floor. Seo Eui-woo, gripping Jae-jin’s wrists, pulled him closer while thrusting deeply into him, as if performing a handstand.
With both wrists held, Jae-jin’s arms pressed his chest together, deepening the cleavage.
“This is hard, fuck… love is so hard… But I… I don’t care. I want to love you, Jae-jin.”
“Ah… ah!”
Eventually, Jae-jin tumbled off the bed. Eui-woo’s relentless thrusts pushed him over the edge, his body rolling onto the floor. His back hit the ground, legs folding beneath him. As he struggled to rise, Eui-woo continued his frenzied pace, pinning Jae-jin to the bedroom floor.
He didn’t even pause to let Jae-jin adjust his position, making it feel like he might die from the intensity. He had already climaxed twice and felt on the verge of another.
“Ugh, yes… okay…”
Jae-jin furrowed his brow, gasping for breath.
“Okay…”
Little did Eui-woo know how much effort it took for Jae-jin to utter those words.
“I… I love you too, Eui-woo…”
If not for this moment, Jae-jin might have stayed silent forever, like a clam. He might have buried his confession, thinking he had missed his chance, or believing he was too old for such passionate love. He might have evaded Eui-woo’s advances, deflecting his questions or feigning ignorance.
“I… love you…”
Eui-woo pinned Jae-jin to the floor, releasing like an animal. Semen leaked from Jae-jin’s entrance, yet Eui-woo showed no sign of stopping. Even after climaxing, his erection remained hard.
Jae-jin panted, overwhelmed by the continuous waves of pleasure. He couldn’t tell if he had ejaculated or not, his body convulsing with ecstasy.
“Ah! Ah! Ugh! Yes!”
He was too exhausted to control his throat.
Eui-woo gripped Jae-jin’s chin, pulling his head back to ravage his face with kisses. He kissed his eyes, nose, and lips, biting his ear and cheek, leaving teeth marks on his skin.
Eui-woo confessed his love like a madman, saying, “I love you, I love you,” over and over. Jae-jin, even as his consciousness faded, felt crushed by the weight of those words. When Eui-woo had said, “I like you, I like you,” it had seemed cute and endearing, but now, each confession of love shook him to his core.
It was all so overwhelming that Jae-jin wished he could silence Eui-woo, if only for a moment.
***
At some point, they had ended up in a bathtub, water sloshing around them.
When Kwon Jae-jin blinked his hazy eyes open, he saw Seo Eui-woo biting off the cap of a healing factor vial and spitting it aside.
“Shhh, stay still. You’re probably feeling a little out of it right now.”
“Ugh…”
There was a fresh injection mark on his neck, right over the mess of bite wounds. The healing factor spread through his exhausted limbs, restoring the strength that had completely drained from him.
Seo Eui-woo watched Jae-jin flex his toes, then smiled brightly—his eyes curving in a way that was both affectionate and unmistakably deranged.
“Jae-jin, are you tired?”
He asked as if he were being considerate, though Kwon Jae-jin was still gasping for breath, barely able to gather his thoughts. When Jae-jin weakly shook his head, his jaw trembling, Seo Eui-woo chuckled and brushed back the wet strands of black hair sticking to his forehead.
“Good. We’re still okay, aren’t we? We can keep going.”
As if he had been waiting patiently all this time, Seo Eui-woo grabbed Jae-jin’s ass, squeezing firmly. His cock, half-hard, slid between the parted cheeks, rubbing leisurely along the cleft.
The thick shaft, caught between Jae-jin’s perineum and tightly closed entrance, pressed insistently against him. Every time Seo Eui-woo rocked his hips up, the water sloshed violently over the edges of the tub, spilling onto the floor.
“Ah, hah…”
“Jae-jin… The healing factor erased all my marks. I guess I’ll have to leave them all over again, right?”
“Ahh—ugh… go easy…”
“Hmm, I’ll try.”
Seo Eui-woo kept grinding himself between Jae-jin’s ass, and his cock quickly swelled to full hardness. The rigid length grew hot against his skin.
He pressed the rounded tip firmly against the perineum, rolling it in tight circles as his other hand gripped Jae-jin’s ass with all five fingers, spreading him wide.
The overworked entrance gaped slightly from the abuse it had already taken. Semen, still gathered inside him, seeped into the steaming bathwater, clouding it with milky streaks.
But it didn’t last.
In seconds, a thick cockhead filled the space, pressing in again, stretching him open.
It was a place Seo Eui-woo had fucked into oblivion not too long ago—so as soon as his cock approached, the ring of muscle clenched, pulsing instinctively, trying to swallow him down.
“Like this… slow, right?”
Seo Eui-woo spread Jae-jin’s legs wider, holding his knees down, before slowly, deeply pushing his cock inside.
“Aahh…”
He filled him completely, stuffing the tight walls until the very end, hammering right against the deepest part of him.
Jae-jin’s stomach tensed, his navel rising and falling with every breath.
Water droplets ran down his damp chest, gathering between the folds of skin where his ribs met his waist. Seo Eui-woo watched, enthralled, his fevered gaze drinking in the sight like he wanted to lick it clean.
Then, in a hushed, taunting whisper, he murmured, “Jae-jin, I want to fuck your cockhole.”
“…W-What?”
“Not just the outside. I want to shove something inside your dick.”
“The fuck—what?”
“Something like a cotton swab… do you really hate the idea?”
Seo Eui-woo’s voice was smooth, coaxing, as his hands roamed relentlessly over Kwon Jae-jin’s body.
His fingers kneaded Jae-jin’s chest before gliding downward, dipping between his legs.
With a firm grip, he wrapped his hand around Jae-jin’s flushed, oversensitive cock, pumping it quickly to coax it back to full hardness. All the while, he smiled sweetly—completely at ease, like he wasn’t suggesting something utterly insane.
“D-Do we have to… do that…?”
Jae-jin stammered, his face going ghostly pale.
Instead of answering, Seo Eui-woo pressed his thumb against the narrow slit at the tip, rubbing teasingly over the tiny opening.
The thick, milky liquid clinging to Jae-jin’s cockhead mixed with the hot bathwater, seeping back into his slit.
Then, Eui-woo pressed down harder, pushing against the delicate opening. A strange, deep sensation rippled inside Jae-jin—like something was being stretched and pulled from within.
“I’ll sterilize everything properly.”
“T-That’s not the issue here—”
“You’ve had a catheter inserted before, haven’t you? It’s basically the same thing. I’ll be gentle. Really careful and slow.”
“Wait—hold on, wait—”
Jae-jin jerked, trying to twist away, but Seo Eui-woo shoved him back against the edge of the tub.
Pinning him in place, Eui-woo kissed the corner of his eye, still smiling.
Then, he puckered his lips into a little beak and pecked at his lashes.
His tongue flicked out, swiping over Jae-jin’s damp skin.
Finding it amusing, he went further—lapping at his actual eyeball.
“Ugh—stop, Seo Eui-woo, ah…!”
A broken moan escaped Jae-jin, his lower half quivering violently.
The tight ring of muscle gripping Eui-woo’s cock spasmed, clenching and unclenching in sharp pulses.
At some point, Jae-jin stopped struggling altogether, his arms and legs going limp.
Only then did Seo Eui-woo finally stop teasing the slit of his cock.
Instead, he lazily rocked his hips, pressing the thick head of his cock deeper inside, stretching Jae-jin open in slow, rolling thrusts.
“See? If I thought it’d actually hurt, I’d stop immediately. You trust me, right?”
“Uh… ngh… It’s not about the pain…”
“Then what is it?”
“…I know you. You’ll want to do it again.”
“Huh…?”
“If it’s just once, fine, but…”
“…”
“If you promise it’s just this once…”
“…”
“Then, well…”
“So that’s a yes?”
Seo Eui-woo let out a low breath, running a wet hand roughly through his soaked hair before tilting Jae-jin further back.
“Ha… Kwon Jae-jin, were you always this generous?”
“Ah…”
“No… that’s not right. My Jae-jin isn’t usually this generous…”
“…”
Seo Eui-woo’s sharp, glistening eyes locked onto Kwon Jae-jin’s. He leaned in closer, staring into him—like he was trying to read his mind. Then, he murmured, almost absentmindedly,
“Jae-jin, I’ll do better.”
“…”
“I’ll be really, really good.”
“…Be good at what, exactly?”
“Everything.”
“…”
“You, me, us—everything else too. I’ll do it all right from now on.”
“…”
“Because when I look at you, I feel like I have to.”
Seo Eui-woo thought to himself, Why is Jae-jin always so incredible?
As that thought settled in his mind, he summoned a cotton swab and disinfectant from the bathroom counter using his telekinesis, floating them into his waiting hands.
Dipping the tip of the swab in disinfectant, he muttered,
“The more I look at you, the more I realize how big of a person you are. Letting me do something like this so easily…”
“…Who’s the one begging for it? You’re the one who wanted this.”
“Still.”
Seo Eui-woo chuckled as he brought the cotton swab to the tip of Jae-jin’s cock.
The cold tip brushed against the tiny slit, making Jae-jin instinctively clench around him from the sudden chill.
“Uh—wait, hold on, not yet.”
“Hm?”
“Take it out first, before putting that in…”
Seo Eui-woo’s cock was still buried deep inside him.
Shoving something in while he was still inside—surely that was impossible, wasn’t it?
Jae-jin tensed.
“Oh? You can’t take both at once?”
“…”
“I’ll be really gentle, though. Look, just like this.”
