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Even though Sejin was thrusting deep inside Taehyun, the burning thirst within him made him increasingly impatient.
Taehyun’s position—straddling Sejin—limited his movements.
Unable to hold back any longer, Sejin abruptly placed a hand on Taehyun’s waist, lifted him effortlessly, and laid him back on the bed without pulling out.
Taehyun could do nothing but tremble in pleasure, his body convulsing with each overwhelming sensation.
“Ah, wait a second, just… give me a moment…!”
Yet anyone looking at Taehyun’s face could tell he wasn’t in pain or discomfort but rather overwhelmed by an excess of pleasure.
Stopping Sejin was out of the question.
“You feel good, right? You keep clenching around me…”
Sejin adjusted his position for a better angle, lifting one of Taehyun’s legs over his shoulder.
The change in position spread Taehyun’s legs wider, and with each deep thrust, Taehyun’s bare, fully erect length bobbed up and down on his abdomen.
Sejin’s gaze was locked on Taehyun’s cock, which was dripping precum, twitching and rising only to slap back against his stomach with each powerful thrust.
Taehyun was feeling it all through his own cock, reacting to the intense pleasure Sejin was giving him, clenching tighter as if not wanting to let go.
His nipples, now swollen with arousal, stood prominently as his well-defined chest rose and fell with ragged breaths, celebrating the pleasure coursing through him.
The fact that his cock was craving more—hungry for every inch of Sejin—filled him with unbearable joy.
“Ah, hnnn, it feels so good… ah! Just a little slower…”
But once again, Taehyun’s words were cut off. As he unconsciously tried to pull his hips away, Sejin yanked him back, slamming into him to the hilt.
“Ah, ugh…!”
Taehyun could no longer form coherent words, shaking his head from side to side.
His vision blurred white with each powerful thrust.
For someone with such a delicate, handsome face, Sejin’s strength was almost absurd.
He had the brute power of an athlete, despite appearances.
It was as if Sejin thought sex was like lifting weights, pounding away as if driving with all his might would achieve the best result.
All Taehyun could do was gasp and moan as Sejin relentlessly drove deeper, putting his full weight into each thrust.
“Sejin, ah, ugh, Joo Sejin…!”
It was only when Taehyun finally called out Sejin’s name that Sejin suddenly froze.
Did he hurt him?
Sejin’s face went pale as he stared down at Taehyun, who finally caught his breath enough to speak.
“Just… ha… go slower. Slowly.”
Sejin’s eyes widened in concern as he hurriedly asked, “Did I hurt you? You should’ve said if it hurt…”
“No, it’s not that…”
Damn.
For some reason, he didn’t want to admit it to a guy who had just lost his virginity.
Taehyun cleared his throat awkwardly and mumbled under his breath, avoiding Sejin’s gaze.
“You’re just… too big. Even just being inside is pressing so hard… it’s overwhelming…”
He couldn’t bring himself to say it was too much pleasure, so he danced around the issue.
Sejin’s eyes widened again, the realization dawning on him.
So, he’s saying it’s too good?
Just as Sejin was about to ask, Taehyun quickly covered Sejin’s mouth.
“Go slow. I’m not running away.”
Although, half of him wanted to.
It felt like he was in some kind of no-retreat situation, like the Olympics, forcing him to hold on.
If it weren’t for that, he might have already tapped out, too exhausted to continue.
Taehyun had never been more grateful for his body’s durability.
He used to think the toughest times were when he’d just take a few hits during group punishments, but now… this?
He was baffled at how things had turned out.
Sejin stared down at Taehyun for a moment, gulped, and then nodded.
“Okay. I’ll go slow.”
And he did.
He pulled out slowly, dragging along Taehyun’s inner walls, before gently sliding back in.
The force was less than before, but the fullness and pressure inside made it no less intense.
Taehyun was still struggling to keep his head clear, the deliberate movements making him feel every inch even more acutely than the rough pounding from earlier.
“Ah… hnnn, ugh…”
The different kind of pleasure washed over Taehyun again, and he pulled Sejin closer, wrapping his arms around Sejin’s neck.
As the distance between them closed, Sejin’s scent—his pheromones—intensified.
Taehyun buried his nose in the crook of Sejin’s neck, near his jaw and behind his ear, where Sejin’s scent lingered strongest.
He couldn’t get enough of the sweet smell, losing his mind over it. In the process, Taehyun’s lips brushed against Sejin’s soft skin, and for some reason, Sejin’s cock seemed to grow even harder.
“…? Why are you getting even…?”
Taehyun blinked in surprise, pulling back to look up at Sejin.
Sejin’s face had turned a deep shade of red.
“This is your fault, hyung.”
“What?”
Taehyun had no idea what Sejin was talking about.
‘What did I do? Did I kiss him? Did I bite him? Huh?’
His head tilted in confusion, but before he could think more, Sejin spread Taehyun’s legs wider and plunged even deeper, sinking his teeth into Taehyun’s neck.
‘What the hell? Is he trying to make me feel what he felt?’
Taehyun had no time to process the meaning behind Sejin’s actions as Sejin ran his tongue along Taehyun’s collarbone, lightly biting and sucking on the sensitive spots.
The sensation sent jolts through Taehyun’s trembling body.
When Sejin lightly sucked on Taehyun’s skin, it felt unbearably sweet.
“Ah, hnn, what are you…?”
Taehyun squirmed, trying to escape from Sejin’s grasp, but his body had gone limp.
The way Sejin was exploring and tasting him everywhere felt strangely arousing.
At the same time, Sejin’s softened thrusts were perfectly timed, building up pleasure without overwhelming him.
Before long, Taehyun felt the brink of release creeping closer.
“Ah… wait, I’m close…”
He tried to push Sejin away, embarrassed that he was about to finish first, despite being the more experienced one.
But as Taehyun struggled, Sejin held him tighter, refusing to let go.
“No, hyung, hold on a little longer.”
Then Sejin deliberately angled his hips, thrusting hard into the spot that made Taehyun gasp, his breath catching in his throat.
The pitch of Sejin’s movements quickened, and Taehyun was powerless to stop it.
The room filled with the heady scent of Sejin’s alpha pheromones.
“Ugh, ha, I can’t… hold on any longer… ah…!”
Taehyun shook his head in distress, and Sejin intertwined their fingers, holding his hand tightly.
The warmth and moisture of their palms were soaked with sweat.
As Taehyun approached the edge of release, his body trembled, slick with sweat and the precum leaking out beneath him.
Each time their bodies connected, the wet slapping sound echoed lewdly in the room.
Was sex always this exhausting?
Taehyun looked up at Sejin with hazy eyes.
Despite the tension on his face, Sejin’s slightly parted lips made Taehyun want to kiss him.
But he knew he shouldn’t.
He wasn’t planning to take responsibility anyway.
Especially not with Sejin.
He couldn’t do this to him.
Sejin, after all, was the partner he’d chosen because he knew Sejin wouldn’t fall for him.
Taehyun barely managed to regain his senses and bit down hard on his lips.
“Joo Sejin, I can’t… anymore…”
As Taehyun murmured Sejin’s name, as if signaling that he truly couldn’t hold out any longer, Sejin pulled his legs tightly together and thrust his hips in response.
“Yeah, I know. Ngh…”
And then, at the moment of another sharp thrust, Taehyun experienced an overwhelming climax unlike anything he had felt before, ejaculating in long streaks across his abdomen.
His seed pooled thickly in the creases of his firm muscles.
His soaked hole clenched tight, the inner walls gripping Sejin’s cock far more forcefully than before, trapping him within.
There was no escape from the pleasure that consumed him, an all-encompassing sensation that made it feel as if they were the only two people left in the world.
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