Chapter 98
He raised his upper body and thrust his hips upward in a seated position. Unlike the extremely rough movements, Eun-hwi felt the warmth of his hands gently embracing his back and opened his mouth.
“Really, eup, how, many, times, heuheup… are you going to, cum, inside me?”
His handsome face, slightly furrowed, his body as solid as a giant ancient tree, his engorged dick buried deep inside him, even a single drop of sweat trickling down his chin, were all his now.
Even if it meant suffering from stomach cramps, he wanted to hold everything of his inside him. He wanted to possess everything that was his.
“You were egging me on like crazy. Now you’re scared, huh?”
“N-no. I like it. I want you to eat me, in my ass. Yeo, Moon, Beom, your cum.”
“…Shit. I won’t be responsible if you get a stomachache.”
Losing his reason to the constricting walls that seemed to devour him, he cursed and immediately pressed his lips against his. His thick, erect tongue plunged deep into his mouth, forcing his jaw to open involuntarily.
“Heut, ah…”
At the same time, his dick scraped against the tautly stretched walls as if to crush them. The immense presence filling his insides sent shivers down his spine, bringing a tingling pleasure.
As if desperate to devour him whole, his lips, which had been hastily swallowing his, soon parted. Yeo Moon-beom, gripping both hips, began to lift and drop Eun-hwi’s body up and down in earnest. Eun-hwi barely supported his limp body, clutching Yeo Moon-beom’s shoulders as if they were a lifeline.
“Heu, ah, aheut, ah… Ahheu, heut!”
The firmly lodged dick thickly brushed against his inner walls. It stirred and entered even the deepest parts that his fingers hadn’t managed to press, moving wildly without any sign of stopping. The seated position sank deeply, and the sounds of flesh colliding lewdly continued without pause.
As the hot, thick mass of flesh continued to enter and exit, the inner walls, which had been dry despite being soaked with saliva, gradually became moist. Perhaps gaining some leeway from the increasingly smooth movements, he twisted the corners of his lips and slowly stirred as if teasing him, repeating the action of thrusting all the way in.
“Eung! Ah! Aah! Euheut, heuk!”
Before he knew it, his erect, pink dick was painfully pressed against his shapely, divided abs. The shape of the dick filling his belly was excessively clear. Transparent droplets formed between his slender eyelashes. Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure that brought tears to his eyes, the half-dokkaebi forgot his shame and moved his body in sync with Yeo Moon-beom’s touch.
“Does it feel good here?”
“Ah, ah…! Heueu, euheut, eung… Ah!”
“Tell me. Quickly.”
“Eu, eung. Goo, ood, heu… There, that, feels good!”
The half-dokkaebi tightened his entrance so that the dick crammed to bursting inside him couldn’t escape.
Seeing him gasping for breath because of him and his belly bulging in the shape of his dick as if he were truly pregnant, he couldn’t stay still. Eun-hwi, soaked in a blissful sensation that made his eyes glaze over, dug his fingernails into Yeo Moon-beom’s shoulders.
“Haeu, eung! Yeo Moon, Beom-ah… Ah. Aah…! More, more… Heuek, ah!”
The force pulling his hips down was strong, but the force of the dick thrusting upward was even greater. Their bodies, burning hot, were perfectly aligned. Eun-hwi writhed, as if the bullseye in the center of his body had been pierced.
Hot. So hot…
The sensation of all the blood in his body pooling in his lower abdomen and then surging back to the top of his head was repeated several times. It was clearly painful, difficult, and agonizing, but the pleasure beyond that melted his pain-ridden body. It was a satisfaction on a different level from the sex games they had played before.
It feels so good.
I’m happy.
My insides are all Yeo Moon-beom.
Eun-hwi trembled at the contradictory sensation, gladly accepting his dick.
He didn’t care about his body, which was moving uncontrollably against his will, or his legs, which were gradually losing strength and becoming numb. The half-dokkaebi pressed his heated body tightly against his, squeezing the dick that filled his insides with all his might.
“Yeo Moon, Beom-ah. Heu, Yeo Moon-beom, ah. Aheu! Yeo Moon, Beom-ah…”
“Why. Eun-hwi.”
A deep, sweet voice that stimulated his senses echoed thickly in his ear. It wasn’t as if he had been stabbed deeply inside, but a sense of climax washed over him, and his lower abdomen churned.
“Again, call my name… Heut, my, name…”
“Eun-hwi-ya.”
“Yeo Moon, Beom-ah.”
“Eun-hwi.”
“Yeo Moon-beom, ah…”
It was strange.
They were so close, without a single gap between them, but why did it feel like they were getting closer the more they called each other’s names?
“Eun-hwi-ya.”
Just as he was trembling as he approached his climax, Yeo Moon-beom called his name once more. A sweet joy that filled his soul spread throughout his body.
It felt like he had finally been reborn as a single being named ‘Kim Eun-hwi’ from a half-dokkaebi who was only called a disgusting hybrid or a dirty rat.
“My dokkaebi. Eun-hwi.”
He wiped away the tears that had welled up with the tips of his fingers and held his cheeks to make him look at him.
“Ah…”
The beautifully sparkling cityscape was no longer visible. Only the man in front of him was clearly reflected in the half-dokkaebi’s eyes.
“I love you, Yeo Moon, Beom-ah.”
It was the sound of a confession that his heart, filled to the brim, was making on its own.
A desperate cry because he could no longer contain the emotions that had swelled up to the point of bursting.
Eun-hwi opened his arms and wrapped them around his broad, thick back. He wanted to return the comfort he had received to the current him, to the him in the sad past, and hugged him so tightly that his whole body would break.
The dick, which had stopped moving for a moment, pressed down on the end point as if it had been waiting. In a fleeting moment, he raised the sensitivity of the stimulation point to the highest level and asked through clenched teeth.
“Say it again.”
“Ah! I, love you, Yeo Moon-beom-ah. Aah…! I love you!”
“Again.”
Even though he had already ejaculated once, his senses, which had become sensitive, were soaked in an endless pleasure, making him shudder. The half-dokkaebi barely clung to his consciousness, which felt like it was about to fly away, and asked him back.
“I, love, aht! You… euheung, aht, I love you. …Heut! Yeo Moon, Beom-i, heueu. Do you, like, me?”
Yeo Moon-beom pulled his hips back and thrust them deep into his inner walls, pressing down hard on his white thighs to prevent him from bouncing back, and said.
“To the point where I want to impregnate you even though you’re a guy.”
Hot breath fell on his neck, which was covered in red marks. He trembled at the breath that spread like pleasure, and he quietly whispered.
“I like Eun-hwi.”
A moan, close to a sob, flowed out from between his parted lips, but it was soon swallowed by the approaching lips. Eun-hwi couldn’t quite believe that he had the same feelings as him, so he kissed him frantically.
“Eueueung, ah, aheut… I, I think, I’m going to, cum, again…!”
Every time his body touched him, a new heat rushed out. His head was dizzy as if it were on fire, and his body, heated by the heat, had long since lost control.
Yeo Moon-beom, who couldn’t hold on any longer and laid Eun-hwi’s limp body on the bed, asked as he thrust his hips up from below.
“Shall we cum together?”
“Eu, eung. Inside, all, heuheut, cum, inside me.”
“It’ll hurt your stomach.”
“It’s a waste, heut, Yeo Moon-beom’s stuff. I don’t want to, heu, spill it. It’s all mine.”
Eun-hwi squeezed out the last of his strength, wrapped his legs around his waist, and squeezed his lower body with all his might.
As if determined never to let go for the rest of his life.
A dark blue shadow fell over his eyes, which had been maintaining a calm like a quiet lake. Yeo Moon-beom began to pound inside him at an unprecedented speed. The entrance, which had swallowed him to the root, repeatedly contracted and relaxed, sticking tightly to his dick.
“Ah! Aht! Heuheut, eung! Ah… Ah! Haeuheut!”
The sounds of pounding, the lewd sounds of flesh, and the moans that leaked helplessly from between his lips echoed in the room.
Eun-hwi didn’t release the strength in his legs wrapped around his waist and felt a pleasure that shook even his brain. With the rush of climax, his vision blurred white, and his whole body trembled.
“Ha… Shit. Kim Eun-hwi.”
It seemed that he couldn’t stop any longer either.
Yeo Moon-beom, who was looking down at Eun-hwi’s face as he was unknowingly beginning to ejaculate, immersed in an indescribable pleasure, pulled his dick out halfway and thrust it in with all his might.
“…Keuheut!”
His tense spine stiffened, and his large, strong muscles swelled. He felt the thick, warm semen pouring out and filling his inner walls.
It seemed that the words he had said that he would cum inside him until his stomach burst were not just empty words.
Yeo Moon-beom stimulated Eun-hwi’s insides by thrusting his hips up without giving him any room to breathe. An unbearable stimulation was applied to his body, which had not yet recovered from the climax. His vision was still white, and his parted lips trembled wildly.
“Eun-hwi-ya. Is my cum that delicious? You’re still asking for more, chewing on my dick.”
He wanted to say that he couldn’t take it anymore, that he wanted to rest for a moment, but his body, face, and even his lips wouldn’t listen. The half-dokkaebi gasped for breath and closed and opened his weary eyes.
The hole that was filled with semen didn’t loosen, but rather stuck to the dick that had increased in size again, tightly constricting the shaft.
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Splash, splash.
The sound of water splashing came from somewhere. Eun-hwi, who finally opened his eyes at the humid air that brushed his nose and the warmth of his chest that gently wrapped around his back, looked at something that was reflected in his flickering vision.
A white bathtub made of a material and color completely different from a wooden tub. He was clearly lying in the bedroom, but it seemed that Yeo Moon-beom had moved him to the bathroom.
“Are you awake?”
Eun-hwi tilted his head and looked at Yeo Moon-beom at the voice that echoed loudly as it hit the bathroom wall. Perhaps because the heat hadn’t subsided from the aftermath of the continued climax, his wet hair that had fallen over his forehead looked particularly sensual.
“Are we going to, have sex, again…?”
Yeo Moon-beom, who had been gently licking his earlobe with his tongue, called the half-dokkaebi in a rather serious voice.
“Eun-hwi-ya.”
“…Eueung?”
Eun-hwi stared at his shaded eyes, which were illuminated by the dim light. Perhaps it was just his imagination, but his narrowly narrowed eyes looked slightly distorted.
“Do you like me, Eun-hwi, or do you like my dick?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
