[70]
“You want me to hold you?”
Yuri’s hand lightly touched Chris’s cheek.
That light contact allowed seductive guiding energy to flow in. Like dangling bait before a fish.
But there was no wavering in Chris’s gaze as he looked at Yuri.
Yuri swallowed a hollow laugh.
By now, Chris should be begging to be cherished and loved, yet he was asking to be held without guiding.
‘How did I end up with this one.’
At no point in his life had he planned to take in a dog.
Even as a child, Yuri had been quite fastidious, with little interest in fur-shedding creatures.
The same went for humans.
Though it looked nice seeing his parents rely on and depend on each other, he still thought he would live alone.
He had never wanted someone who could tolerate this sensitive temperament of his, nor was it possible for him to put up with others given his disposition.
Yet at some point, Chris had taken the place beside Yuri and shared every moment with him.
Just one loss.
That was enough for him to realize what Chris meant to him.
If anything, he had realized it terribly late. Hadn’t he almost lost him forever?
“Now that you’ve become my only Esper, you could demand as much guiding as you want. Yet you insist on taking it raw?”
Yuri’s hand slowly moved down and firmly pressed Chris’s lower abdomen.
“…Yes.”
Below that, Yuri’s hand, parting the golden thatch, firmly gripped Chris’s dick.
“Ah, ungh…”
Chris’s body heaved greatly.
“What a state you’re in.”
The man, clicking his tongue softly, whispered in a chilled voice.
“Ask me to be gentle.”
It sounded almost like a threat.
But Chris shook his head.
He preferred it rough.
Because Yuri didn’t behave violently toward others.
Chris liked crossing the line that Yuri compulsively maintained.
Perhaps he had become completely addicted to rough lovemaking.
“You clearly said you didn’t need proof of anything.”
This was the first time Chris had made such a request.
Yuri usually utilized guiding when punishing Chris.
Typically, he would push in guiding energy until it overflowed, making the body sensitive. He liked seeing the man who appeared as solid as a fortress blush around the eyes and crumble.
“I want to. I want to feel you, Yuri, completely.”
Chris’s eyes were full of desire.
“…All right.”
A sigh-like breath escaped between Yuri’s lips.
Chris’s image, with joy evident in his purple eyes that were darker than usual, was reflected in them.
It was as if a large wolf was rubbing its face against Yuri’s palm like a puppy.
Without even asking permission, Chris began sucking on Yuri’s fingers, making lewd, slurping sounds.
Yuri firmly held back the guiding that instinctively tried to flow to the Esper.
Chris discovered that Yuri’s skin wasn’t entirely sweet. But the smooth sensation was the same as usual.
Yuri’s body scent reached him raw.
It was the very scent that had lingered in his nostrils even when he was excited because of guiding.
His body heated up just from sucking on fingers.
While diligently moving his tongue, Chris finished removing his clothes. Despite having exposed his naked body many times before, his body trembled with anticipation at the reddened gaze looking at him.
Yuri’s fingers went deeper, touching his uvula. His body reflexively flinched.
When Chris unconsciously separated his lips, a long silver thread stretched between them.
“You have to wet it thoroughly.”
Chris looked up at the man who, after committing such a mischievous act, pretended innocence.
Yuri whispered to those wet eyes.
“Didn’t you say we should do it without guiding?”
Yuri’s tone was matter-of-fact, as if stating the obvious, but his voice had deepened considerably.
“Down there will be more tense than usual, are you trying to draw blood?”
Chris was beginning to understand why Yuri was being peevish.
When Chris would recklessly treat his body, relying on his recovery ability, Yuri would fully display his sensitive temperament.
“…Is that not allowed?”
It was a deliberately thrown provocation.
“Ha.”
Yuri made an irritated face.
Chris felt a thrill that he would never dare reveal to him.
He welcomed seeing that face contort because of him. It felt like discovering emotions Yuri deliberately didn’t express.
It was a deeply harmful addiction.
Thanks to this, Chris was learning more and more about this mutually destructive relationship.
“Spread your legs.”
Chris obediently grabbed and spread his legs.
Yuri, pretending it was an accident, scratched the perineum with his fingernail. Though not enough to be painful, the stimulus on the delicate skin that rarely felt contact made his body curl up.
Seeing this reaction, Yuri placed his finger against Chris’s entrance and gave a faint smile.
“You need to relax.”
With a smack, Yuri struck his buttocks with his free hand.
The stinging pain spread thrillingly.
It was always the same—deliberately making Chris tense and then pushing him.
Pushing aside his somewhat intact reason, expectation emerged in its place.
The hand that entered below pushed against the inner wall and dug in deeply. The clear sensation of a foreign object was more distinct than pleasure. Despite the discomfort, Chris merely bit his lower lip slightly, not pushing Yuri away.
“Ugh…”
Chris moved his hips. He wished Yuri would hurry and enter him.
He preferred pain that made his lower abdomen tingle rather than this awkward foreign sensation.
Yuri gave a cold gaze at the gesture urging for his dick.
“Be still.”
At the stern voice, Chris’s shoulders trembled slightly.
“If you really want to have your insides torn, I won’t stop you.”
Even as they did this, the inner flesh clinging to his fingers was testing his patience. It wrapped around, sucking as if given candy.
Perhaps because there was no guiding, it was less wet than usual. But that body already knew well the pleasure Yuri gave.
Yuri, who had barely increased to three fingers, positioned himself between the widely spread legs. He tried to align his throbbing dick with the entrance but slipped twice.
He felt like a complete novice having sex for the first time in his life.
When precum flowing from the tip of his dick touched below, the hole twitched eagerly. That sight repeatedly blurred his vision.
Yuri closed his eyes tightly.
He thought he should maintain his reason, not be swayed, but it seemed difficult.
Without further hesitation, Yuri positioned himself and pushed his dick into Chris’s entrance.
Chris looked up at Yuri while taking a deep breath. In the moment of inserting the glans, Yuri’s hair seemed to become wet with sweat.
“Ah!”
The penetration was instantaneous.
The dick entered in one moment as if tearing apart his insides. Chris’s thighs trembled as his body felt literally penetrated. While his vision turned white, his chest heaved roughly.
“Ah, ah!”
Yuri’s exhaled breath tickled his chest. Chris, faintly sobbing, looked up at his master through blurred vision.
He saw eyebrows pressed down, as if enduring something.
The red tongue visible between slightly parted lips provoked what little courage Chris had left.
“More, more…!”
Chris begged.
Yuri, who had deliberately inserted his dick only to where the inner wall narrowed, licked his lips.
Though he had repeatedly warned how dangerous it was to beg like this, his dog was terribly incapable of learning.
‘Maybe he’s doing this on purpose.’
Yuri’s patience snapped along with that thought.
Having intended to maintain a reasonable limit since it was sex without guiding, Yuri completely let go of the reins.
Moving his hips, his dick thrust deeper and deeper, pushing into Chris’s deepest parts.
Chris, floundering as if about to leak, blocked the tip of his own dick where semen was slowly leaking.
“Ha…”
From an observer’s perspective, it was an insanely lewd scene.
“Ah, ugh, ungh…!”
As Yuri entered deeper, Chris’s face grew pale and his brow furrowed.
It felt like his lower half was completely penetrated. Cold sweat ran down his spine, but it was impossible to distinguish it from regular sweat.
The intervals between his panting breaths gradually shortened.
Yuri was equally without composure. It was because of Chris’s inner walls tightly gripping him to the point of dryness.
Far from withdrawing, he flicked the tips of Chris’s nipples. Chris’s hips, being exceptionally sensitive, moved as if bouncing.
Without words, without seeing, one could tell the moment he let go of his tension. Yuri instinctively dug even deeper.
Now not even moans escaped from Chris’s mouth. His trembling hands finally lost their grip on his dick.
From its tip, long-withheld semen spurted out.
“Hngh…!”
A sense of release and shame, the foreign feeling heavily occupying his lower abdomen, and the pressure rising to his chest. Pain and pleasure.
Chris couldn’t distinguish any of these.
When his eyes, momentarily rolled back, returned to normal, Yuri had overlapped their hands and pulled them to place on his lower abdomen.
“Chris.”
At the somewhat sweetened call, the blue eyes of the man, dazed from shock, regained focus.
When forced to press down with his own hand, his body silently thrashed. Yuri, mounting and pressing down on the body that could never be described as delicate or small, whispered in a wet voice.
“Are you full now?”
Chris’s cheeks trembled as he lowered his eyes to check below. Yuri’s fingers tapped his cheek.
Chris willingly nodded.
“…Yes.”
After expressing affirmation between gasps, he caught his breath. The ceiling he faced when lifting his eyes swayed dizzily.
It seemed like the first time he had taken Yuri this far without guiding. Nevertheless, his body found a trace of pleasure.
He was happy.
Because he knew this meant he had been tamed by Yuri.
“It’s, good.”
At the affirmation uttered in a broken voice, Yuri smiled with distorted eyes.
That expression was so sweet that Chris felt a happiness he had never known through guiding alone.
Now he truly felt they had become one body.
