Digging his fingers tightly into both sides of the boy’s hips, Yoon Seoho buried his face deep into the crook of the youth’s deer-like neck.
He exhaled a heavy, hot breath against the bare skin, letting out a low, amused chuckle.
“I’m only giving you a thorough washing, so why are you whimpering like a pathetic little puppy? Hmm?”
“Hyung, it—it hurts a bit there… Ah!”
“Oh, it hurts here? Our Yuan’s little guy is hurting. I pressed down without even realizing. My bad.”
Yoon Seoho spoke with a perfectly casual face, his large hand wrapping completely around Seo Yuan’s member, which was trembling violently beneath his heavy thigh.
“……Hyung, your hand, please—ngh, ah…….”
“Shh, it’s alright. Hyung just wants to check if your pretty little thing got damaged.”
“I’m fine. So, please…….”
“Looks like nothing is broken. What a relief. Right?”
Yoon Seoho stroked the shaft tightly held in his hand, sliding his palm up and down.
His fingers applied a deliberate, crushing pressure directly over the glans.
Seo Yuan’s hips spasmed instantly.
Judging by the way his chest heaved, he was thoroughly registering every single point of friction.
It wasn’t just Seo Yuan who was highly aroused.
Yoon Seoho had been standing right on the precipice of losing his sanity from the very beginning.
With the youth practically radiating that intoxicating aura from his bare skin, it would be weirder if a man could remain rational.
Just standing anywhere near Seo Yuan was enough to make his length snap painfully rigid.
Should he just swallow him whole right now?
Yoon Seoho’s pupils flared with a dangerous, unstable light.
If mere friction alone was enough to drive him this ecstatic, what on earth would happen the moment he ruthlessly shoved himself inside that tight, hidden crevice?
Ever since he had laid eyes on Seo Yuan, his patience had been chipped away to absolute zero.
Yoon Seoho ran his tongue over his lips.
His throat felt so fiercely parched it was as if his entire throat were drying up into dust.
The fact that he had managed to restrain his visceral urge to plunge directly inside that rear opening for a whole twenty-four hours was practically a miracle.
Besides, Seo Yuan possessed zero memories and was currently as utterly helpless and naive as a newborn infant.
What was stopping him from simply devouring the boy raw?
Breaking the body in and domesticating it would be an incredibly simple task anyway.
Yoon Seoho’s gaze darkened, turning thick with heavy, unholy intent.
“Yuan. Shall we do something fun together?”
“What, hngh…….”
“Something educational.”
As the words left his lips, Yoon Seoho unceremoniously freed his own anatomy.
Already engorged to its absolute maximum limit, his length resembled less a body part and more a thick, lethal weapon.
Massive, prominent veins bulged violently across the dark-red surface.
Yoon Seoho pressed his own dripping, heavily swollen length flat against Seo Yuan’s.
Then, wrapping one large hand around both of them together, he began to pump his fist up and down.
The brutal friction between the two shafts immediately generated a wet, sticky sound—a lewd, squelching noise that echoed sharply against the tiled walls of the bathroom.
“Ah, ngh……!”
“……Haah. Yuan, does it feel good?”
Letting out a ragged, heavy breath, Yoon Seoho breathed the low murmur directly into the youth’s ear.
When Seo Yuan merely sobbed without offering a proper answer, Yoon Seoho bared his teeth.
Opening his mouth, he clamped down, lightly biting the shell of the boy’s ear.
Even that minor stimulation was enough to make Seo Yuan flinch violently.
“You have to answer to be a good baby. Hmm?”
“I—I don’t know, ugh!”
Deeming the hesitation unacceptable, Yoon Seoho pinched one of Seo Yuan’s pink nipples between his fingers and yanked it hard.
The sudden, agonizing sting made Seo Yuan’s upper body convulse in pain.
Utterly indifferent to the distress, Yoon Seoho took the tender flesh and viciously twisted it.
The fragile nipple was mercilessly flattened beneath his long, thick fingers.
“It—it hurts, Hyung, hngh, ah…….”
The sobbing grew louder and more breathless.
Far from deterring him, the sound only stoked the flames of Yoon Seoho’s arousal.
Whether it was his innate, sadistic nature breaking through or something else, he found himself wishing the youth would weep even more hysterically.
Watching the boy break down into ragged tears entirely because of him filled his chest with a surge of dark, intoxicating euphoria.
“Look at this. Clear fluid is dripping all over the place from your little tip.”
“Ah, hngh.”
“You produce so much moisture, Yuan. I wonder if it’s the same back here…….”
Yoon Seoho let his voice trail off.
To any outside observer, it might look like Seo Yuan was the only one struggling to maintain control, but Yoon Seoho’s own rationality was hanging by a single, frayed thread.
No, in truth, he had already completely lost his mind; he was merely maintaining a superficial mask of calm pretense.
Yoon Seoho’s fingers had already drifted down, tracing the deep crease of the boy’s buttocks.
The raw, explicit texture of the tightly closed entrance was vividly mapped against his fingertips through the lush valley of the youth’s firm thighs.
The sheer sensation made saliva pool in his mouth.
He couldn’t even begin to fathom how incredible it would feel inside.
He wanted nothing more than to drive his rigid shaft straight into that sinful hole this very second.
Yeah. Why hesitate? He belongs to me anyway.
Yoon Seoho looked down at the panting, gasping figure of Seo Yuan pinned beneath him.
By all logical standards, he should take the time to properly stretch and prep the opening, but he found himself questioning if it was even worth the effort.
It was bound to widen up after a few heavy thrusts anyway, so why bother with such a tedious process?
Yoon Seoho’s fundamentally selfish, defective nature laid itself completely bare.
If the boy screamed in agony, he could simply whisper a few empty, soothing words to lower his guard, and then drive it back in.
It would only hurt for the initial entry; he was completely certain the boy would soon be arching his back and spilling sweet, pathetic moans regardless.
Reaching a definitive conclusion, Yoon Seoho forced Seo Yuan’s legs even wider apart, hooking them firmly over his own brawny forearms to lock them securely in place.
Deprived of any leverage, the boy’s most intimate, hidden anatomy was laid completely bare.
The pale, pink entrance was intensely provocative.
He wondered if it was because the physical body was merely a fabricated human vessel—even the coloration of a place like this looked entirely surreal.
“It’s already twitching and pulsing. What exactly are you anticipating, I wonder?”
“What are you trying to do, Hyung, ngh—!”
Seo Yuan shoved hard against Yoon Seoho’s solid chest, putting all his strength into the resistance, but it was entirely futile.
Instead, a sharp whine tore from his throat as two thick fingers crudely forced their way inside to stretch the opening.
Yoon Seoho stared unblinkingly at the wrinkled inner walls peeking through the forced gap.
The way the inner lining instinctively flexed, contracting and expanding, stoked a primal, unholy lust deep within his gut.
To think that not only the entrance was a pristine pink, but the inner walls looked entirely untouched and unmarred as well.
“……Fuck, you’re so goddamn lewd.”
