Chapter 65
Harriet’s sympathetic voice bored into his eardrum.
“Oh dear, Anschel seems to be feeling quite ill?”
“He’s just weak.”
‘Those fucking bastards.’
Anschel swallowed his groan and shed tears drop by drop, lacking the strength to retort that they were the cause of his condition. Meanwhile, Ender McGuire stroked Harriet’s white hair.
“I’ll cover it all for you. Not the memories of ‘that’ from this place, but I’ll overlay them with memories of submission beneath me.”
“Oh, Ender… how kind you are.”
Though Anschel couldn’t fathom how a statement about making someone submit could be considered kind, he had no mental capacity left to point it out. He laid a barrier on the floor and cleaned up the traces of his vomit. His fingertips had no strength at all and trembled uncontrollably.
Meanwhile, those two were heating up intensely despite the urgent situation.
“Every time I watched the video, I always thought… how many times I wished it was you panting beneath me, not the hands of those dog-like bastards…”
“Excuse me… the military will soon…”
Anschel spoke with a faltering voice, but because the two wouldn’t listen even with their ears, he wanted to dash out alone. But it was too dangerous to do so. In the end, he swallowed his bloody tears and stacked multiple layers of barriers at the entrance to block the sound.
Harriet stared blankly at Ender’s face, which had conquered his body. Beyond his gaze, the operating table lights shone dazzlingly. It was regrettable, but Harriet’s memories of that time were vivid. They had seized young Harriet and placed him on the operating table. When he saw that blinding light, Harriet felt pain more intense than any other time.
As Harriet’s gaze momentarily became hazy, Ender raised his head to fill Harriet’s white pupils’ field of vision completely.
“…Sunbae.”
“……”
“When I was twenty and saw this video, I tore at my hair in frustration at my own incompetence. Because I could only watch like an idiot as those flies dared to devour you.”
“…Hmm.”
Though he responded, he wasn’t focusing on Ender.
Ender stroked Harriet’s white cheek as he remained dazed. The illusion of blood spreading red was defiling Harriet’s white body.
Ender didn’t miss anything about Harriet. Everything about Harriet belonged to Ender. The mugs, socks, chopsticks, clothes he had used and discarded—everything that had passed through his hands.
But now it was different. The time for being content with remnants of the past was over, and an opportunity to possess him completely had arisen.
“Harriet.”
“……”
Harriet’s gaze immediately turned to Ender. Though it was his own name, the word coming from Ender’s mouth felt too unfamiliar.
“Look at me. I’ve finally made it here.”
Ender McGuire strongly gripped the white hair and lifted Harriet’s head. Despite the pain in his scalp, Harriet’s expression remained unchanged. He merely listened obediently to Ender’s forceful words.
“In the end, at that very end, only I will occupy your side. No one can take away that right. Harriet.”
“Ah.”
Harriet trembled as he felt his lower abdomen grow piercingly hot. The man before him smiled like a sated cat. Harriet accepted Ender, who spoke with jarringly informal speech and opened his mouth as if to devour him.
Harriet raised his hips to help Ender who was cutting between his buttocks with a military knife. The plump flesh of his buttocks protruded according to the cut shape. As Ender cut the seam of the clothes from the tailbone to below the testicles, he caressed Harriet’s exposed buttocks with his hand.
“Ah… mmm.”
Along with the ticklish sensation, a piercing pleasure rose again. The anus that had previously received his enormous genitalia twitched, remembering the sensation from before.
Ender pursed his lips and spat. And the thick saliva fell down between the buttock cleft. Borrowing the slipperiness of the clear liquid, he thrust two fingers at once into Harriet’s hole.
“Ugh……”
Though it hadn’t been long since he was penetrated, Harriet threw his head back at the fingers invading the tightly dried place. While he endured pain well, he reacted more sensitively than ordinary people to the pleasure hidden within it.
Even now, as the tightly inserted fingers scratched, tickled, and stirred the inner walls, his cock, unable to escape his pants, became painfully erect.
Ender stirred the inner walls, rotating his wrist left and right. Unable to withstand the persistent, tenacious touch pushing in, Harriet’s insides gradually discharged intestinal fluid. The slightly moistened interior from the saliva became increasingly wet and sticky with entangled fluids.
“Sunbae, just one gasp… and already like this……”
A transparent, lewd fluid trickled down his wrist. As he roughly stirred the inner walls, Harriet let out a small moan. There was no pain in it.
After stirring inside with two fingers, Ender hastily pulled them out. With a popping sound, his fingers withdrew, and heat rose from the reddened anus.
Unable to resist that lewd color, Ender strongly gripped Harriet’s waist. Then he unzipped his pants and pulled out his own swollen cock.
“Ah… ahhh!!”
Harriet’s scream erupted. Anschel, who had just managed to suppress his nausea nearby, jumped with a start. He shed bloody tears, thinking that these two madmen were truly insane and he had worried needlessly.
“Ahhh…!!”
“Huk……”
Ender further crushed Harriet’s insides, which were tightly squeezing his cock as if to break it off. The reddened anus trembled, trying to block the intrusion, but Ender thrust deeper in response to this laughably weak resistance.
“Nnngh……”
A groan escaped Harriet’s lips as if in pain. His tongue drooped between his red lips. Ender didn’t miss a single second of Harriet’s expression as he dripped saliva.
“My… my stomach……”
Harriet mumbled, fumbling around his navel area with his hand. His face, flushed with pain, was incredibly lewd.
“What about your stomach? Sunbae… what is it.”
Ender began thrusting his hips forcefully, demanding an answer. Perhaps aware that they didn’t have much time, Ender’s movements were rougher than before. Harriet clawed at the area near his navel, unable to handle the unbearable pleasure.
“Uugh. Ugh… ah.”
Incredibly, despite the strange sensation as if it would invade his stomach, it made his lower back tingle painfully. His stomach felt hot and itchy. He couldn’t regain his senses from the cock striking his internal organs.
Listening to Harriet’s dying moans, Anschel tore at his hair, wondering whether he should stop his crazy superior, unable to cover his ears as he kept watch outside.
“Why aren’t you answering!”
“Ah, ah……”
Harriet’s inner walls twitched and tightly squeezed as he heard Ender’s informal speech. Ender was filled with joy, thinking he had finally driven himself into Harriet’s mind.
This dog… He had etched himself into the most significant memory of his life. Finally, finally, finally, finally, finally, FINALLY! He had pulled down his lofty, beautiful senior with his own hands.
“Huk… Sunbae……”
Ender, trembling as he ejaculated inside Harriet, gasped for breath. Harriet felt Ender’s breath pouring over his chest as he stroked Ender’s sweat-soaked black hair.
“…If you’re done, let’s hurry and go.”
Anschel, crying with even a runny nose, muttered without daring to look at the operating table.
Ender’s cock slipped out from inside with a “thwop” sound. And a cloudy fluid trickled down between Harriet’s white buttocks.
His face was flushed red. Ender removed his bulletproof vest, took off the shirt he was wearing underneath, and covered Harriet’s lower body before lifting him in his arms.
* * *
To be honest, Anschel thought everything was already over.
He expected hundreds of ability users and even more soldiers waiting outside the research institute. No, that had to be the case. If they couldn’t even assess the situation after such a long time, the very existence of the military would be in question.
The inside of the research institute was filled with researcher corpses, and the culprits were obviously Ender, Harriet, and including Anschel. The research institute would have been immediately surrounded, and there would be no escape.
The culprits of the research institute massacre being national hero Ender McGuire and presidential candidate Anschel Lee—there couldn’t be a better scoop than this.
“What on earth……”
Anschel murmured glumly as he remained vigilant of his surroundings. But the quiet darkness didn’t even release the sound of human breathing. Just like when they entered, the outside of the research institute was deserted, with only the small groans of the soldiers they had knocked out.
Anschel hastily put on his gas mask. But there was no sign of troops being dispatched anywhere. Unable to grasp the situation, Anschel followed behind Ender with wide eyes.
Harriet, held in Ender’s arms, briefly let out a groan. Simultaneously, a sticky fluid dropped from between his vertically torn pants. It was the semen Ender had ejaculated. Anschel naturally wiped the fallen semen from the floor with his handkerchief.
I’ll have to burn this handkerchief and get rid of it.
If Ender McGuire’s semen were discovered here… unthinkable consequences would follow.
“Mmm……”
Harriet looked down at his legs.
His left knee was trembling. It was strange that he had never been pushed back in endurance battles even with such a leg. In fact, it wasn’t just his left knee that was trembling. His shoulders were shaking too, and his lower part, thoroughly stirred by Ender, was even worse.
With a blank face, Harriet rested his chin on Ender’s shoulder and made eye contact with Anschel who was just taking off his gas mask. Anschel was making a rather amusing expression.
His old-fashioned 2:8 hairstyle was completely disheveled. Sweat dripped down his jaw, showing how much he had perspired. Whether it was the hot weather or if he just sweated a lot when nervous, Harriet found Anschel quite amusing. Moreover, today he was wearing contact lenses instead of his glasses.
“Anschel looks different without glasses.”
The expression of Anschel, who was panting while following Ender, changed strangely. It seemed to be what Ender would describe as the world’s most foolish expression.
“…Thank you.”
He responded somewhat smoothly while making a face that clearly said “Is this really the time for such comments?” Of course, it wasn’t natural at all.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
