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“…Ah.”
The moment he entered Saewoo’s body, Jibeom was met with an ecstasy he had never experienced before.
This small body was hot, damp—so much so that it embraced him completely.
He had already expected it to be intense when he had tasted the sticky flesh with his tongue, but this… this was beyond anything he had imagined.
Jibeom let out a small, self-deprecating chuckle and tightly embraced the trembling, delicate body.
Their skin, pressed together without a single gap, was warm.
Strangely, it felt as if he were floating in a body of warm water.
That was just how overwhelming Saewoo’s insides felt.
“You need to breathe properly.”
Jibeom whispered softly into Saewoo’s ear as the latter struggled alone, groaning.
The tightness gripping him was intense, but for the one receiving, the pain seemed even greater.
Saewoo’s eyes were wide open, his entire body shivering.
Since their bodies were pressed so closely together, Jibeom could feel every quiver.
No matter how thoroughly he had prepped him with his mouth, the untrained entrance was struggling to accommodate the sheer size of him, which was as thick as a water bottle.
“Shh….”
Knowing well how frail Saewoo’s body was, Jibeom refrained from moving and instead slowly stroked his chest and lower abdomen.
As he coaxed him with gentle touches and deep breaths, the panting Saewoo finally exhaled a long breath.
“There, good. Keep breathing just like that.”
“Haa… Ah, ugh… M-my, my ass….”
Saewoo gasped out brokenly, his breath quick and shallow as if he were barely keeping afloat just beneath the surface of water.
His face twisted into a grimace as he stammered,
“D-did it… tear? Hng… Ah, no… Ugh…?”
Tears welled up at the corners of his lowered eyes, his voice trembling with a soft whimper.
The sight of his innocent, tear-streaked face only stirred Jibeom’s hunger even further.
He barely resisted the urge to sink his teeth into that tender flesh.
“It didn’t tear. Do you want me to check for you?”
Jibeom rubbed the place where they were joined.
That tight little hole, which had once been so prim and untouched, was now stretched open without a single wrinkle, wrapped snugly around his thick flesh.
“Hnng… S-stop…!”
The moment his sensitive inner walls were stimulated without warning, Saewoo arched his back with a sharp cry.
Unable to endure the overwhelming sensation, his lips parted, and his small tongue peeked out.
Jibeom didn’t miss the opportunity—he captured those lips and sucked on them hungrily.
The way Saewoo’s soft hair rubbed against him in desperation was utterly satisfying.
“See? Look at this. There’s no blood, right?”
Jibeom pulled back and showed him the fingers he had just used to press against their joined flesh.
A silvery thread of translucent fluid stretched between them, glistening under the light.
“Hngh… Ugh….”
Just the sight alone was enough to make Saewoo burn with humiliation.
He quickly averted his gaze, unable to look any longer.
Jibeom, of course, wouldn’t let it slide so easily.
“You’re sure you saw it properly?”
Jibeom pressed a question against Saewoo’s flushed cheek, then brought his fingers to his lips, sucking on them with a wet sound.
Just as Saewoo registered the slick noise, lips suddenly crashed against his.
“Hngh…!”
He tried to clamp his mouth shut, but it was futile.
The damp fingers pried his lips apart, forcing a tongue inside.
It filled his mouth completely, sweeping along the tender inner walls, claiming him entirely.
It was an overwhelmingly one-sided kiss, but against someone who already knew exactly where he was sensitive and weak, there was no resisting.
“Puh… haah…! Hngh… ugh….”
When their lips finally parted, barely giving him a moment to catch his breath, tears welled up and dripped onto Jibeom’s hand.
“Hh… ngh… Y-You… forced me… hic…”
As Saewoo trembled and let out his distress through quiet sobs, Jibeom licked away the moisture staining his cheeks.
“…I’m not forcing you. Do you hate it that much?”
“Mm…”
“Should we not lay the eggs then?”
“N-No…!”
That, he couldn’t allow. Saewoo wanted to nest with Jibeom and hatch their eggs together.
It was the one undeniable truth of his desires.
But having never wished for such intimacy with anyone before, he was terrified.
Everything felt overwhelming—his backside still burned, his lower abdomen ached, and he could barely handle the sensations coursing through him.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
And yet… was it because they were so deeply connected now?
The heartbeat he felt through Jibeom’s skin, the sweet breath washing over him, the scent of his body—it was all more intoxicating than ever before.
Maybe that was why.
The pain that had seemed unbearable at first had now dulled to something barely noticeable.
“I… ah…”
Saewoo hesitated for a moment before reaching out to grasp Jibeom’s hand, which was still rubbing slow circles over his lower stomach.
“D-Do it… hic… keep going….”
At Saewoo’s tearful plea, Jibeom wordlessly pressed closer.
His broad, muscular frame enveloped Saewoo entirely, leaving only his small feet peeking out from beneath him.
“Do it? How? Can I push in deeper?”
“A-Ah, that… that’s…!”
Saewoo flinched violently. If he took in any more, he might tear apart completely.
He wasn’t even aware that his body was clinging desperately to the thickest part of Jibeom’s length.
Shaking his head frantically, he refused without fully understanding why.
“Then what? I’m only halfway in.”
“Ngh…”
“You know it’s more painful to stop halfway, right?”
“…Ah.”
He didn’t know.
Saewoo had never been with anyone before—not in this world, not in the human world either.
‘My… first time….’
His first kiss, his first experience—it was all taken by Jibeom.
And when that realization struck, an unexpected wave of sorrow hit him.
‘Jibeom must have done this with others before….’
In the original novel, Jibeom had been the classic villain—a reckless, depraved troublemaker.
Given how easily he had suggested a one-night stand when they first met, he was probably quite promiscuous.
‘Damn it….’
Until now, Saewoo had never thought about Jibeom that deeply.
But suddenly, his chest tightened with frustration.
The kisses, the tender caresses—he must have given them to others too.
“Well, if it helps, I can be generous and let you just ‘hold onto my cock without going all the way.’ How about that?”
Completely oblivious to Saewoo’s turmoil, Jibeom smirked and shamelessly made the offer.
“……”
Rustle.
Then, without a word, Saewoo reached down, fumbling with the fabric still wrapped around his lower half.
“What are you doing?”
Jibeom swiftly caught his wrist, but Saewoo merely squirmed, weakly resisting.
It was so feeble that Jibeom easily released him again.
“Ah! L-Let me go…!”
Despite that, Saewoo’s voice was firm, entirely different from the compliant way he had been moments ago.
‘…Did he hate hearing the word ‘cock’ that much?’
Jibeom had known he was innocent, but since Saewoo had been receptive so far, he hadn’t expected such a reaction.
Had he gone too far?
With a sigh, Jibeom relented.
“Alright, alright. I won’t say it again. Now leave that alone.”
“No…! Let me go—let go!”
“Tch. You’ll overheat down there. If you try moving after finishing, it’ll hurt.”
“D-Damn it…! Hnn, I don’t care! I… I don’t know anything about that…!”
Saewoo’s face burned bright red as he snapped back at him.
“…Ngh.”
And each time, his inner muscles clenched down, making Jibeom groan.
Did he not realize he was only making things worse for himself?
Probably not—if he did, he wouldn’t be acting this way.
“You’re so damn stubborn.”
Still, he had held out for quite a while.
By now, he figured Saewoo’s body must be ready.
Jibeom exhaled and slowly started to move again.
“…I’m telling you, ngh—!”
Saewoo, who had been struggling alone, suddenly jolted in shock at the sensation from below.
The thick tip, which had been pressing hard against the forcibly spread entrance, abruptly pulled back.
“H-Haa…!”
A searing pain shot through him, as if someone had scraped deep into his mind.
His breath hitched, and his vision went white for a moment—just as the cock that had withdrawn to the tip suddenly plunged back inside in one swift motion.
“……!”
A thick, wet slap echoed through the room.
The inner walls, already breached once before, convulsed violently as they clamped down on the invading length.
Both of them gasped, breathless.
The tight passage squeezed so mercilessly that even the veins along the shaft could be distinctly felt.
“Ah, fuck…! Ngh…!”
The overwhelming pleasure made Jibeom suddenly halt his movements.
If he didn’t stop now, he’d lose control and drive in even deeper, into places he had yet to explore.
Sweat dripped down his face as he barely held himself back, gripping Saewoo’s trembling thighs tightly.
“Shit, Baek Saewoo, you….”
He could hardly believe it—the inside, which had been so tight just moments ago, had already softened to accommodate him.
Even though only half of him was buried inside, the slick, clenching heat refused to let go, hungrily sucking him in.
It was a hole far too lewd for its own good.
Grinding his teeth, Jibeom pulled out before pressing back in, this time pushing down hard enough for the thick head to rub directly against the swollen prostate.
“Hngh—ah! T-This, ah… it hurts…!”
“It hurts?”
Saewoo barely managed to cry out, and Jibeom’s hand reached down, grasping the leaking cock that trembled helplessly between his legs.
It was still bound, yet already swollen to the brink, looking like it could spill over at any moment.
A mere touch was enough to send Saewoo into a frenzy.
“Hii… H-Hngh…! N-No, s-stop, ah…! I-I’m gonna…!”
Jibeom, watching his utterly ruined expression, grabbed his round hips with both hands and began slamming into him again, over and over.
The only restraint he exercised was not driving in to the hilt—aside from that, it was nothing short of ruthless.
“…Ahh! Ngh, hah, haah!”
Squish, squelch, squelch…!
The relentless thrusting left the stretched rim flushed red, while the forceful grinding against his prostate had Saewoo gasping desperately, his legs kicking at the air.
“Shit, Baek Saewoo… Look—huff—look at me.”
“Hngh… Ah, mmh, hnn…”
Jibeom sucked on Saewoo’s earlobe, waiting until he turned his head on his own.
The moment those trembling, reddened lips came close, he swallowed them whole.
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