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Right after, Jibeom loosened the sock that had tightly bound Saewoo’s.
His flushed, feverish length twitched in rhythm with the movement, and with a sharp jolt, a spurt of semen shot out.
For how long he had been holding back, the amount was surprisingly small.
“Huung, mm… Ahk! Haaah…!”
Saewoo, caught mid-kiss as he climaxed, bit down on Jibeom’s lower lip and threw his head back.
His body tensed up, trembling with ragged, uneven breaths.
The sensation carried over to the point where they were joined, making it all the more intense.
Jibeom watched intently, as if he could devour Saewoo whole, taking in the sight of him writhing in prolonged ecstasy.
Just watching was enough to fill him with an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.
And despite the lack of any real lubrication, Saewoo’s insides clung to him with relentless tightness.
It was admirable, really.
Suppressing the urge to thrust in deeper, Jibeom instead ran his fingers over Saewoo’s spent length, idly kneading it as if to praise his efforts—until he suddenly paused.
“Hm? Babe, you can let out more if you need to.”
Logically, there should have been more.
But even as his half-softened cock twitched weakly, nothing came out.
Only a thin trickle of clear fluid dripped down.
Feeling a twinge of guilt, Jibeom gently rubbed the slit with his fingertips.
Saewoo’s entire body jolted violently as he clenched down around Jibeom’s length.
“Aah, haah! D-Don’t, don’t touch…! Hnn….”
Tears welled up in Saewoo’s eyes as he pleaded, his flushed cheeks burning bright red.
This time, it was a genuine plea.
But Jibeom didn’t seem all that inclined to listen.
“Oh? Then how about here?”
Pulling his hand away from Saewoo’s twitching length, he instead pinched the cherry-red buds that had been tempting him all this time.
Saewoo gasped sharply, his head snapping forward—only to jolt back again as Jibeom’s rough fingers twisted and tugged at the hardened peaks.
“Ack! Ah, aah—ahh!”
“Wow, look at them stretch. So fucking obscene….”
“Hnn, s-stop, d-don’t…!”
Seeing his swollen nipples pull and elongate, the surrounding flesh flushed a peachy hue, Saewoo’s stomach dropped with fear.
What if they never went back to normal?
Frightened, he rubbed his body against Jibeom’s, desperately begging him to stop.
“Alright, alright. Then how about this?”
“Hiiik…!”
This time, Jibeom flicked his nail lightly against the sensitive tip of a nipple.
A sharp, direct shock ran through Saewoo’s body, making him clamp his legs together as he trembled uncontrollably.
“Ugh…!”
Inside, his walls spasmed, clenching down on Jibeom’s cock with dizzying pressure.
His oversensitive length twitched faintly, trying to push deeper on its own. Jibeom barely managed to hold back.
The feeling was so unbearably good that he nearly let out a curse—but he swallowed it down.
If his sweet, alluring little bird got too scared and started crying, it’d be over. Because if that happened… he really wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore.
“Aah, mmph…!”
As Saewoo belatedly came to his senses and tried to escape, Jibeom clamped a hand over his mouth and thrust his hips.
A wet, squelching sound echoed from where they were joined.
The harder Jibeom drove into him, the more Saewoo’s small body struggled to keep up, his frame sagging beneath the force.
Noticing this, Jibeom adjusted his angle slightly upward, focusing solely on pressing into his prostate.
Muffled cries spilled helplessly from between Jibeom’s fingers, each sound interspersed with hiccuping sobs that only fueled the predator’s insatiable hunger.
“Huht… kuh…!”
Just as he had warned earlier, Jibeom didn’t last long.
He sank his teeth into the nape of Saewoo’s delicate neck as he came.
Thick, pent-up release surged deep inside him, coating every inch of his insides.
“Uh… haa… ah… ugh…”
Panting with his eyes shut, Saewoo shakily raised a trembling hand and pressed it against his lower stomach.
‘T-this… is this… okay…?’
He had known Jibeom wasn’t wearing a condom, but he hadn’t expected him to finish inside so carelessly.
Even though this was a BL novel and they were both men, he couldn’t help but worry—wasn’t this a problem?
Maybe it was just in his head, but his stomach felt strangely bloated, almost as if he were actually carrying eggs.
There was no way that could happen… right?
“Haa… huu…”
Unlike the anxious Saewoo, Jibeom exhaled a satisfied sigh and ran his hands over the soft, flushed skin beneath him.
His palms roamed over the smaller body, feeling how perfectly Saewoo’s supple flesh molded into his grasp.
It was so soft and warm, making it impossible to resist the urge to take it into his mouth and suck.
…Drip.
“…Ah! W-wait, huht…!”
Without warning, Jibeom suddenly pulled out.
The flushed, swollen inner walls clung to his length, still tightly suctioned around him.
The sensation sent a shiver down Saewoo’s spine, making him reflexively clench.
Jibeom let out a quiet chuckle and, finding the reaction amusing, pressed his tip back inside with a slow, deliberate push.
“…Huaaang! Hhk…!”
The moment his tip hit Saewoo’s prostate, a sharp cry escaped before he could slap his hands over his mouth.
His face burned as he realized he had let out a noise straight out of some lewd video.
“Mm? What was that just now?”
Jibeom, never one to miss a chance to tease, smirked and leaned in close, whispering the question again against Saewoo’s ear.
Then, without another word, he withdrew his length once more.
“Huaah…!”
A tingling sensation shot through Saewoo’s head as he felt the thick length drag against his inner walls.
His hole twitched involuntarily, and in the next moment, thick, white fluid dribbled out.
Jibeom watched in amusement as his seed slowly trickled from the swollen, red entrance before scooping some up with his fingers and pushing it back inside.
“Hnngh, ah… d-don’t put it back in…!”
“I’m just checking to see how much is in there.”
Despite his words, Jibeom had no intention of letting any escape.
He continued pressing his fingers in, sealing off any chance of it leaking out.
“Up we go.”
“W-wait… huh?!”
Then, without warning, he hooked his hands under Saewoo’s armpits and lifted him.
Before he could even react, he found himself flipped onto his back, his body sinking into the mattress.
And just like that, Jibeom thrust back inside.
The slippery mess between them made the glide effortless.
Half of his length was in before the tight, heated walls eagerly clamped down, drawing him deeper.
“Huu… It’s so slick inside, perfect for moving. Looks like I can go even deeper…”
“Ahn…! No, d-don’t… huuh…!”
Whether he protested or not, Jibeom had no intention of stopping.
His thick length stretched Saewoo open, smoothing out the soft, rippling walls as if engraving his shape into them.
He thrust in deep, relentless in his pace.
“Ah, hngh, aah! Haa… no, s-something… feels weird…! Hnngh, aah…!”
Saewoo sobbed, his body trembling from overstimulation.
His raw, sensitive walls were mercilessly ravaged, and he felt as if he might break apart.
Desperate, he clawed at Jibeom’s thighs, leaving faint red streaks along his skin.
“You won’t break… haah… do you even realize how much I’m holding back…?”
Jibeom found the way Saewoo pushed him away only fueled his desire.
Watching Saewoo’s tearful face without even blinking, he lifted the other’s weakened legs over his shoulders.
Just a little more…
Unable to suppress his growing greed, Jibeom pressed forward, deepening their connection.
“Ha…! No…! Haa…!”
What had only been partially in now slowly pushed further inside, forcing its way past the tight resistance.
Even though it was only a little deeper than before, Saewoo trembled, overwhelmed.
Saewoo’s lips parted soundlessly, unable to even scream.
His body, realizing there was no escape, ceased its resistance.
His once-defiant gaze turned hazy, like a prey caught in the grasp of a powerful predator.
His teary, gray eyes wavered pitifully.
His ears rang, muffling the words Jibeom murmured in a low, suggestive tone.
He couldn’t even process their meaning.
At that moment, an unfamiliar sensation rapidly surged from the tips of his toes, curling through his entire body.
His waist tensed, his thighs instinctively parting. His vision flickered white.
A dizzying pleasure, something he had never experienced before, swept over him.
‘Ah… this feels… good….’
And with that final thought, everything went dark—like a light being switched off.
Smooch, smooch, smack…
By the time Saewoo regained his senses, Jibeom was still pressed against his chest, lips moving insistently.
The sensitive skin had swollen under the attention, and Jibeom took it fully into his mouth, teasing and toying with it.
His tongue traced over the spot relentlessly, alternating between soft nips and slow, deliberate movements.
“…!”
A deep shiver ran through Saewoo.
The sharp sensation sent a jolt through his nerves, making his lower stomach tense instinctively.
If he didn’t brace himself, the overwhelming ticklish pleasure would have spread through him uncontrollably.
Thankfully, the heat pooling deep inside him eased some of the lingering tension.
‘Ah, this… this feeling…’
As the slow waves of stimulation grew more intense, his ears buzzed with a strange ringing.
Just then, an unexpected sound filled the room—wet, shameless, and unmistakably raw.
It was an intimate noise, one that made Saewoo’s breath hitch in embarrassment.
“W-what is that sound…? Ngh…!”
His voice came out strained, but before he could process it, a heated sensation coiled low in his stomach, making his eyes flutter open in surprise.
Still hazy, he hurriedly glanced downward.
“Oh, you’re awake?”
Jibeom lifted his head as if he’d been waiting for this moment.
His lips glistened slightly, evidence of how much time he had spent there.
“Ah…?”
Saewoo blinked in confusion, still dazed.
Before he could fully grasp the situation, Jibeom shifted his hips again, resuming the rhythm he had momentarily paused.
A deep, resounding pressure coursed through Saewoo with every movement.
The room was filled with damp sounds, accompanied by the faint stickiness of lingering warmth.
A hazy sensation wrapped around him, making his body react before his mind could catch up.
“Ah… ah…! Hngh…!”
His breath hitched as he was pushed over the edge, his vision momentarily flashing white.
His entire body tensed, a lingering ache settling in his muscles as the sensation coursed through him.
His fingers curled instinctively, a final wave of pleasure rippling through him.
At nearly the same moment, Jibeom followed suit, his breath ragged as he let out a low groan.
The tension between them finally eased, though the evidence of their shared heat lingered.
“Ha…”
Jibeom exhaled deeply, tracing a hand over Saewoo’s flushed skin, his touch lingering on the faint marks scattered across his lower stomach.
Even after Saewoo had lost himself in exhaustion, it seemed Jibeom had continued, leaving the aftermath visible on his body.
“I really took everything you had to offer.”
A small, hazy smile crossed Saewoo’s lips at those words before his eyes drifted shut once more.
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