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The Dokkaebi Waiting for the Moon – Chapter 74

Chapter 74

Startled by the sudden stimulation, Yeo Moon-beom tried to quickly pull his hips back. However, he was no match for Eun-hwi’s strength, which was crushing his manhood buried in his inner thigh. A low groan escaped his clenched teeth.

“…Keut.”

Eun-hwi, his eyelids flushed with pleasure, barely managed to lift them and check Yeo Moon-beom’s expression.

He was frowning, perhaps because of the squelching tightness of his thighs.

His tightly clenched jaw, as if holding back an orgasm, the tautly raised tendons and the three distinct scars, and his fiercely contorted brow, all came into view for the half-dokkaebi.

Could it be because he, who never lost his composure, was now disheveled because of him?

A strange sense of satisfaction welled up in his chest. Excited, Eun-hwi tightened his buttocks, swallowing his manhood with his perineum, and slammed himself against Yeo Moon-beom’s hard pubic bone with a resounding thud.

“Aht…!”

A pain that felt like his whole body was shattering and a tingling pleasure washed over him simultaneously. His lips, glistening moistly in the yellow light, parted helplessly, and his soft tongue protruded. The pink nipples revealed through the open shirt stood erect.

“…Fuck.”

Yeo Moon-beom spat out a curse between his teeth, as if he could no longer bear it.

“Our bunny is up to something cute again…?”

As if he couldn’t just leave him alone, he pressed down hard on Eun-hwi’s manhood with his hot palm. Then, with a speed that was impossible to follow, he worked his hands and hips, ramming his fiercely swollen dick in hard.

He could feel the pulsing veins of his manhood. An orgasm resembling the sensation of insertion swept through him from head to toe, enveloping his entire body. The intervals between the high-pitched moans he poured out like sobs gradually shortened.

“Haa, eut, ah! Aah! Euteueung…!”

Finally, the pleasure, having reached its limit, burst like fireworks before his eyes. Eun-hwi shuddered violently, letting out a moan that burst out like an exclamation that he couldn’t even swallow.

Soon, the hand that had been scraping down his manhood with calluses embedded to the fingertips was soaked with a milky white ejaculate. Eun-hwi’s face, having completely let go of himself, blurred hazily.

“Bend over.”

Yeo Moon-beom, who had hastily pulled out his manhood that had been crushed between his white, slender legs, grabbed the long shirt hanging over his buttocks and pulled it up tightly.

“Hoo, hooeu… Heut?”

Eun-hwi, who had collapsed as if falling onto a rock and was panting, tried to get up, not knowing what was going on, but Yeo Moon-beom pressed down on the hand holding the shirt, preventing him from moving.

The blunt head of his manhood touched his exposed back. The dizzying sensation of the heat-filled flesh made Eun-hwi hold his breath and stiffen his shoulders.

Tak, tak. The sound of his manhood pounding up quickly and roughly disappeared, and the shaking of his body also stopped. Soon, hot liquid was splattered on his sensitive back.

The product of his desire, which gushed out without stopping, drenched his small, thin back, where the bone in the center protruded. The viscous fluid, clinging to his skin, which was whiter than it, drew a languid trajectory and trickled down his butt crack.

Yeo Moon-beom, staring at the extremely stimulating sight, squeezed and rubbed his manhood as if to wring it out, pouring all the remaining semen on the head onto Eun-hwi’s back. The liquid that flowed down remained for a moment in the throbbing hole before dripping, dripping, onto the floor.

“Ha…”

Only after exhaling a soft breath did he bend down and bring his face closer. When Eun-hwi only turned his head to the side and asked, “Did, did you come?” he smiled faintly and licked his tear-soaked cheek with his tongue.

Chup, choop.

The prickly sensation of the rough tongue sweeping over his moist skin was ticklish and pleasant. Lost in the strange feeling of his skin being slightly scratched, the half-dokkaebi closed his eyes and quietly entrusted his face to him.

“Sleepy?”

“…No. Not, slee…py.”

“Why are your eyes closed if you’re not sleepy? You’ll fall asleep again.”

“I’m not slee…ping. I’ll, sleep, at home…”

Perhaps because he hadn’t taken it inside, or perhaps because he was used to the act, he wasn’t about to fall asleep like last time. Still, his eyes blinked shut from the drowsiness that washed over him.

The fireflies, which had been illuminating the darkness and scattering brilliant light, began to disappear one by one, seeking their mates.

The thought that it was time to finish sightseeing and return home and the conflicting thought that he wished time would stop as it was filled Eun-hwi’s head. His white fingers, filled with hesitation, wriggled.

“Will you be able to go home?”

“Eung…”

“Where are you going? You won’t be able to.”

“I can, go, ooh…”

“Yeah, yeah. I know, so let’s go back and sleep.”

Yeo Moon-beom, who had lightly kissed his eyelids, which were already struggling in the throes of sleep, took out a wet tissue and wiped his sticky hands.

Seeing him start to clean up, Eun-hwi tried to come to his senses and opened his eyes wide, raising his upper body, which had been leaning against the rock.

Drip―

At the same time as the rolled-up shirt slid down with a rustle, the semen that had not yet been wiped off flowed down his vertically stretched spine and gathered again in his butt crack.

“…Eut.”

Eun-hwi involuntarily stiffened his body at the unfamiliar sensation of the cold liquid. If he straightened his back, the pooled semen would flow down his legs and get on the pants draped over his ankles.

He was wide awake.

As Eun-hwi stood there in an awkward posture, unable to do anything, Yeo Moon-beom took out several tissues from a pouch with a lid on the top and said.

“Don’t move, just lie down. I’ll wipe you off.”

“Thank you, Yeo Moon-beom.”

He carefully bent down and leaned against the rock. Yeo Moon-beom cleaned Eun-hwi’s body, which was a mess with sweat and bodily fluids, thoroughly, without missing a single spot. He paid particular attention to wiping between his thighs, which were red and chafed from his manhood entering and exiting.

“Does anything hurt?”

“No. Nothing hurts.”

“Really?”

“Eung.”

“Spread your legs.”

He finally spread his buttocks outward and wiped around the throbbing hole. When Eun-hwi unintentionally gave strength and stimulated the fingertips that were rubbing the wrinkles, Yeo Moon-beom slapped his butt.

“Who told you to tighten your hole? Stop flirting.”

“I wasn’t flirting? It just feels weird…”

“That’s exactly what flirting is. You sly dokkaebi.”

“I really wasn’t…”

“Okay, get up.”

He pulled up the pants that had gone down to his ankles, fastened the buckle, and buttoned up his shirt, dressing him as he had been when he first set foot here.

The shirt was quite wrinkled, but he had transformed into a neat figure who didn’t look like someone who had just enjoyed a night out.

What had happened here was a secret known only to the rock, the trees, the fireflies, and Yeo Moon-beom and him.

A secret shared only by the two of them.

He was very happy to receive a reward that was more special than anything else. The half-dokkaebi’s cheeks, which had curled up into a round shape, were tinged with pink.

“I’ll dress Yeo Moon-beom, too.”

When he had first masturbated with his help, and even after begging and begging for sex, he had been too busy falling asleep to give any help.

Eun-hwi, who wanted to do his part this time, picked up the shirt that was lying on the rock, dusted it off, and put the sleeves on both arms. He was just sorry that all the buttons had been torn off and he couldn’t button it up.

Of course, it was nice that he could continue to see his sculpted abs.

“I’ve seen everything I wanted to see and played to my heart’s content, so let’s go back now. Home.”

Yeo Moon-beom hooked the string of his bundle over one shoulder and gestured with his chin toward the crack in the rock, which was the secret passage. He was sorry that he hadn’t been able to eat the snacks he had brought, but there weren’t many fireflies left to leisurely eat snacks and watch the lights.

Eun-hwi, who had conjured up a dokkaebi fire in his hand to guide the way, headed for the passage without hesitation. He took one step at a time forward, then,

“Yeo Moon-beom…”

He couldn’t bear it any longer and stopped abruptly.

“What’s wrong? What’s the matter?”

“My pants…”

“What about your pants?”

“…My dick is chafing against my pants, and it hurts.”

Because he was wearing jeans without underwear, the rough weave of the thick fabric was directly transmitted to his skin.

If nothing had happened, it would have been fine, but the sensitive manhood and inner thighs, which had been sensitized by the constant friction, were chafed by the fabric, making his skin tingle.

What should he do?

He had a long way to go home. But if he kept walking in this state, his lower body wouldn’t be able to take it.

There was only one way to go back without hurting…

His white face, which had barely regained its original color, turned red again.

Still, wouldn’t it be better to feel embarrassed than to feel pain?

After hesitating for a moment, Eun-hwi made up his mind and approached Yeo Moon-beom, or rather, the bundle he was carrying, and said in a determined voice.

“Give me the bag. I’m going to take out the dokkaebi hat.”

“Why the hat all of a sudden? …Ah.”

As if something suddenly flashed through his mind, Yeo Moon-beom frowned.

“You’re not planning on taking off your pants and walking around like Winnie the Pooh, are you?”

“Winnie the Poo? Bears don’t usually wear clothes, do they?”

“There is. There’s a guy who only wears it on top.”

“Ah…”

These days, even animals wear clothes.

He was marveling at the behavior of the bear, whether it was Poo or Pooh, when Yeo Moon-beom sighed deeply and showed Eun-hwi his back.

“Get on.”

“…Huh?”

“What if your hat comes off while you’re walking around without pants? Are you going to spread rumors all over town that I’m a pervert? Well, you’re a perverted dokkaebi, but still.”

Yeo Moon-beom narrowed his eyes and stared intently at his thighs, which had been holding his manhood and wouldn’t let go.

One corner of his lips tilted up slightly.

Hyacinthus
Author: Hyacinthus

The Dokkaebi Waiting for the Moon

The Dokkaebi Waiting for the Moon

달을 기다리는 도깨비
Status: Completed Author: Released: 2023 Native Language: Korean
“To think the prize for a life-risking bet would be just this kid…” Moon-beom, who came seeking the Wolhwa Sword as his ultimate weapon for revenge, was given only a sniffling white rabbit… no, a half-dokkaebi. Is this a dokkaebi’s prank? Or is this truly the prize of the bet? While assessing Eun-hwi’s usefulness, Moon-beom realizes that physical contact transfers the ghost’s abilities. He begins to craftily seduce the naive half-dokkaebi, intending to corrupt them. “I’ll help you become human.”

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