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Every time the heated intimacy paused for even a moment, Seo Woohyun became restless, eager to escape the bed.

At first, the pleasure he experienced was intoxicating, but after crossing a certain threshold, it began to frighten him.

“It feels so overwhelming, like my head might explode… Is this normal?”*

Erdian, having climaxed once, was still holding Woohyun close, his length still buried deep inside him.

His body, damp with sweat, felt hotter and more solid than usual.

While catching his breath, Woohyun squirmed slightly.

Mistaking it for discomfort in the position, Erdian loosened his hold, and Woohyun seized the chance to pull his knees up and crawl toward the edge of the bed.

“Let’s just get off the bed first. I can’t keep lying here.”

He had no idea how much time had passed.

His legs trembled, weak and unsteady, and his body felt as though it could collapse onto the bed at any moment.

Judging by his condition, it seemed a considerable amount of time must have gone by.

But before he could savor even a fleeting sense of accomplishment from his subtle escape attempt, Erdian’s hand caught his waist.

“Why do you keep trying to sneak away?”

Erdian leaned over the prone Woohyun, his tongue trailing along the flushed nape of his neck.

His voice was gentle yet teasing, and as he licked the marks he’d left earlier, his words carried a faintly chastising tone.

Woohyun whimpered in response, his voice hoarse from earlier cries.

“T-that’s…”

While Woohyun struggled to come up with a plausible excuse, Erdian straightened his upper body.

His firm grip on Woohyun, who had been attempting to crawl away, left him in an awkwardly exposed position.

Gripping one reddened cheek of Woohyun’s backside, Erdian smirked as his lover trembled like prey caught in a trap.

“You keep acting so adorably… What am I supposed to do with you, hmm?”

Erdian’s low, affectionate murmur made Woohyun bury his face in embarrassment.

The once-taut entrance between his legs had already closed up slightly.

Erdian pressed his thumb against the tight folds, causing remnants of cloudy fluid to seep out.

“Ah…”

As the warm liquid trickled down his sensitive skin, Woohyun’s face burned with shame.

But Erdian, unfazed by his lover’s mortification, shamelessly used his thumb to smear the fluid back over the entrance, moving it in slow circles.

“If you wanted to try this position, I wouldn’t mind indulging you,” Erdian mused.

“Although it’s a pity I wouldn’t get to see your face as well… Still, if that’s what you want, I’d be happy to oblige.”

“No, that’s not it! I wasn’t…”

Woohyun bit his lip, unable to admit the truth—that he’d wanted to escape because the intense sensations had overwhelmed him.

It felt like a blow to his pride and might ruin the mood they’d built up so far.

“Then what is it?”

Erdian’s tone remained gentle, but his actions betrayed his mischievous intent.

His fingers played around the entrance, applying subtle pressure as if ready to resume at any moment.

“I-I just wanted to change positions because I felt uncomfortable…”

“Is that so?”

Erdian’s chuckling response made it clear he didn’t believe Woohyun.

Gently flipping him over, Erdian glanced down at Woohyun’s stomach, where traces of dried fluid were beginning to flake.

Woohyun instinctively tried to close his legs, but Erdian quickly slid his hand beneath Woohyun’s knees, settling himself comfortably between them.

“Isn’t this position more comfortable? Face-to-face?”

There was a seductive edge to his smile that left Woohyun momentarily entranced.

He nodded obediently, though his body betrayed his unease as he squirmed under the hard pressure brushing against his entrance.

“Are you thinking of running away again?”

Noticing Woohyun’s averted gaze, Erdian clasped both of his hands, intertwining their fingers.

The gesture was firm, as if to silently convey, ‘You’re not going anywhere.’

“How can someone look like this? Every time I see him, I lose my mind… He’s so beautiful.”

Woohyun’s unfiltered thoughts unintentionally slipped through their bond.

Erdian blinked slowly, exhaling as he realized their connection wasn’t limited to moments when he held Woohyun’s hands.

“It doesn’t match his pretty face, though… That thing is way too big. Wait—he’s not planning to go again, is he?”

Erdian chuckled softly.

Releasing one hand, he aligned himself and began to push back inside.

“Aah…!”

Woohyun cried out, his hoarse voice trembling as he gripped Erdian’s remaining hand tightly.

As Erdian sank deeper into the impossibly tight heat, he murmured, his tone rich with amusement:

“Woohyun, do you like my face that much?”

“Woohyun, do you like my face that much? Hm?”

Seo Woohyun blinked in confusion, unable to comprehend that his thoughts had been read, startled by the sudden thrusts and the out-of-context question.

His body was burning with a dull heat, but no matter how hard he tried to think, he couldn’t make sense of it.

“Ugh, what’s with the talk about your face all of a sudden…?”

Avoiding his gaze, Woohyun awkwardly tried to change the subject.

His clumsy attempt to hide his feelings was nothing but endearing.

Erdian let out a low groan, thrusting his hips firmly.

The soft, warm sensation of Woohyun’s inner walls wrapping around him was utterly intoxicating.

“Ah, earlier, I could’ve sworn you had the look of someone who really liked my face.”

“Ah! Hah…!”

The blunt, hot length struck his prostate with precision, and Woohyun’s already slick, oversensitive length twitched in response.

He had already spilled his release multiple times, yet his body was hardening again, leaving him flustered and almost on the verge of tears.

‘No, why is it standing again? There’s nothing left to release… I’m going crazy.’

Still entwined with one hand, Erdian, who had effortlessly read his thoughts, murmured softly.

“I’m yours now, so if you want to touch me, do as much as you like.”

Despite his words, his thrusts only grew faster.

As Woohyun’s insides, which had started to adjust to the intrusion, clenched around him as if to hold him in place, Erdian’s patience was wearing thin.

“Ahh… Hnng….”

As the movements became rougher, Woohyun, who had been babbling internally, fell silent.

It was clear that at this moment, Woohyun was completely absorbed in the sensations Erdian was giving him.

Realizing this only made Erdian greedier.

Every time the blunt tip of his length pressed against the soft, almost barrier-like curve inside, Erdian found himself wanting to leave his mark even deeper.

A dark, possessive desire swelled within him—he wanted to engrave the fact that Woohyun now belonged to him.

‘Would it be too much to indulge a little more?’

Unable to resist the impulse, he thrust with more force, finally breaching that curved spot, his tip catching slightly beyond.

“Ah, ah… It’s too deep….”

Woohyun trembled, his jaw quivering as he panted for breath.

On his flat stomach, a small bulge appeared each time Erdian pushed in deeply.

When Erdian pressed his hand against the bulge, Woohyun flinched in panic, shaking his head fervently.

“Hngh…! It hurts….”

“It hurts?”

Erdian tightened his interlocked fingers and asked, “Does it hurt?” Instead of answering, a tightening sensation gripped the lower part of his body.

Given the situation—a large, hot presence deeply embedded inside—it was astonishing that only a sharp, tingling pleasure coursed through his entire being.

Fear crept in as he felt his body spiraling out of control, almost as if his pain receptors had temporarily malfunctioned.

Still, he couldn’t bring himself to admit that the overwhelming pleasure was so intense it almost felt like pain.

‘Am I broken? Why do I keep feeling this way? How am I supposed to explain this?’

Unintentionally overhearing his partner’s unfiltered thoughts, Erdian suppressed a laugh and patiently waited for a response.

After hesitating for a while, Seo Woohyun finally nodded.

Too embarrassed to admit the truth, he seemed ready to lie and claim it hurt instead.

‘So, Woohyun’s surprisingly good at telling cute little lies.’

Had Erdian not been privy to those candid thoughts, he might have stopped immediately.

But now, things were different.

“I think my dear Woohyun is lying right now,” Erdian teased, lightly brushing his fingers against Woohyun’s member, which was already leaking a translucent fluid.

“Ah…!”

Every time Woohyun’s flushed length twitched, it brushed against the taut skin of his stomach, which was slightly bulging—an obvious sign of what lay inside.

That realization sent another rush of heat downward.

‘What’s happening? Why does it feel like it’s getting even bigger?’

“No, Woohyun, that’s probably just your imagination.”

Responding to Woohyun’s unspoken thoughts, Erdian pulled back slightly, revealing the glistening, dark-red length slick with oil.

This was the very thing that had been buried inside his lover just moments ago.

Slowly, he pushed it back in, grazing the tender inner walls with the blunt tip.

Woohyun’s pale thighs tensed, pressing tightly against Erdian’s waist.

“Ah… please, stop… Erdian….”

“Does it really hurt? Hm?”

Each time the bulbous head brushed against his prostate, a wave of pleasure made Woohyun’s vision blur.

He clenched his hands tighter, trying to stave off release, his breath coming in short gasps.

“Still? Even like this?”

Erdian carefully studied Woohyun’s expression as he leaned in for a kiss, rotating his hips.

Woohyun rested his cheek on Erdian’s shoulder, panting and whining softly.

“Why do you keep asking me that?” Woohyun protested weakly.

“Because this isn’t just something I’m doing for my own pleasure.”

“…”

“Woohyun, this is an intimate act shared between lovers who care deeply for each other. It’s not some shallow, vulgar thing done just to satisfy base desires.”

Woohyun’s lips trembled slightly.

Although he had boldly initiated their relationship, the reality of being in love hadn’t fully sunk in yet.

On the very day they started dating, they had ended up in bed together, leaving Woohyun to wonder if it had been more about satisfying physical needs than genuine affection.

‘Having sex with someone you love… it’s so… intimate.’

The thought itself felt more provocative than their entangled, bare bodies.

The words alone carried an erotic weight that made his heart race.

Erdian, having heard Woohyun’s thoughts, licked his lips before leaning down.

As their torsos pressed together, the angle of penetration shifted, and the oil-slicked entrance stretched taut.
A faint, breathy moan escaped Woohyun’s lips as the sensation intensified.

“So, how do you feel? Do you hate it?”

‘As if I could.’ Woohyun finally released his grip, his hands trembling.

Brushing aside the cascade of silvery hair that glimmered like starlight, he gently pushed back the damp strands of Erdian’s bangs that clung to his forehead.

With a whisper, he admitted:

“…I like it.”

“Ah.”

With a short sigh, Erdian captured his lover’s lips in a deep, consuming kiss.

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