Hee-young’s face drained white as the reality of the situation finally hit him. He thrashed in disbelief, but his body — languid from just having come — only flailed weakly. At that moment, the long fingers that had been stroking the entrance pushed smoothly inside. The bizarre sensation made Hee-young jolt and scream.
“Stop! You crazy, what the fuck—!”
“Princess… Ajeossi…. You’re my guide. Save me. Okay? I’m in so much pain….”
Shin-yul twisted his fingers inside Hee-young while pulling him close with his other arm, burying his face against his collarbone and whimpering. He exhaled hot breaths and made a tearful face — and Hee-young, trembling from the sensation of being stirred up from within, screamed back.
“I — I can just fuck you, goddammit!”
At Hee-young’s words, Shin-yul glanced down at Hee-young’s cock. Still dazed from having just climaxed only to have his entrance invaded, Hee-young’s cock hung limp and spent. Shin-yul flicked it lightly and said,
“Doesn’t look like it’ll work…. Let’s do that next time, okay? Good boy.”
“Like there’s going to be a next—!”
Shin-yul cut off his furious yell by biting into his lips in a deep kiss, relentlessly tormenting him from within until he finally slipped another finger inside.
Each time those two long fingers pressed and prodded the inner walls as if searching for something, Hee-young tried to protest — but every sound was swallowed whole into Shin-yul’s mouth. Then at one moment, a single finger pressed firmly against a certain spot — and Hngh! — an obscenely sweet moan slipped out.
Startled by his own voice, Hee-young’s eyes went wide — and Shin-yul’s smile deepened with amusement.
“Princess, do you like it here?”
Even as Shin-yul asked, Hee-young could barely form words — and when those fingers pressed into that spot again and again, he gasped and frantically clutched at Shin-yul.
“Wait, this — Mmh! Ah, no — no…!”
“Mmm…. It’s okay, feels good, doesn’t it?”
The relentless stimulation left Hee-young completely undone — he gasped and cried out out, out! over and over, chest heaving. His cock, which had gone soft, stirred back to life and stiffened again — and he groaned at the unfamiliar sensation, not even aware that yet another finger had slipped inside.
“Princess, it’s so soft and warm in here….”
“Hah…! Mmgh! Shut up and take them out…! Hngh!“
“Yeah, it’s okay. Want to come again? Hm?”
Shin-yul had been mercilessly working him from the inside — and when he saw that Hee-young’s cock was now swollen and fully hard again, he unwrapped his arm from around Hee-young and pushed himself upright. Hee-young, finally freed, tried to scramble backward to escape — but his cock was immediately seized and he collapsed, powerless. A large hand wrapped completely around his cock and stroked it while a strong thrust of stimulation hit him from behind — and the urge to come crashed over him fast.
“Ugh! Stop! Mmng! I — Hgh! Stooop—!”
“There we go. Pretty.”
“Ahng…! A — Aah! Aaah! Mgh……!“
Hee-young spilled for a second time, and now he was completely spent. Tears welled up in his eyes again, his face flushed deep red — and Shin-yul pressed a light kiss to his lips before finally withdrawing his fingers. Having reached his climax twice already, Hee-young couldn’t even make a sound from the utter drain of it.
Shin-yul looked down at the limp Hee-young, then slicked up his own cock — fully erect and on the verge of coming himself — with a generous smear of gel before climbing over him. He’d wanted to open him up a little more, but Shin-yul was running out of time.
“Princess, I’m sorry. Next time I’ll take it slower and do better.”
“Wha…?”
Shin-yul hovered over him — brow drawn down in what looked like genuine remorse — gazing at Hee-young while peppering him with little kisses. Then he settled himself between Hee-young’s legs and adjusted his position. He lifted Hee-young’s legs onto his shoulders and lined the thick head of his cock up against the entrance.
Hee-young, dazed and spent, slowly registered what was happening and began kicking his legs.
“Hey! Wait, stop! It won’t fit — it won’t go in—!”
“Mmm, sorry…. Princess, relax a little…. You’re so tight….”
“Ngh…! Ah, it hurts — it hurts — !”
The slow intrusion was enormous in a way that was absolutely no joke. Come to think of it, this bastard’s cock was huge…. Does he have no shame…? Slick and sticky with however much gel had been applied, the sensation of it trickling between his cheeks made his skin crawl — yet somehow, maybe because of it, the sensation of that impossibly large cock slowly prying him open from the inside felt utterly foreign.
“Hah…! Wait, wait — stop for a second! Just — Hgh…! — let me rest, just for a second—!”
“Ah…. Princess….”
And above all else, the deeper it pushed inside, the more the Guiding sensation surged and tormented him. It was nothing like skin contact or kissing — a sensation that could be read as pleasure and yet churned like nausea, swirling around him and closing in. Tears pooled in his eyes without his permission and spilled freely down his cheeks.
Whether Shin-yul felt the same Guiding sensation Hee-young was feeling — his large, muscle-packed body heaved and trembled. Both of them could only pant with hot, shaking breaths — and it was Shin-yul who moved first. He began rocking his hips in shallow thrusts, and with each stroke, the friction made Hee-young’s moans grow louder.
“Mgh! Ahng! Aah! Wh — what the fuck — ! Stop — !”
“Haa…. Hee-young, Hee-young….”
Shin-yul seemed completely out of his mind — he wasn’t listening to a word Hee-young said, and his movements grew more forceful by the second. His cock withdrew just slightly, then went deeper, and deeper, and deeper — until it had buried itself all the way into the depths of Hee-young’s belly.
Sunk in that deep, it ground against every sensitive spot inside Hee-young at once. The deeper it went, the more an overwhelming pleasure boiled up beyond all reason. Hee-young’s eyes grew unfocused and glazed — and from his slick, parted lips, unrestrained moans poured out freely now.
Shin-yul moved his hips in fierce, grinding thrusts, feeling through his whole body the orgasm building inside him. Clear and sharp Guiding flooded in, overwhelmingly strong — almost violent in its force — filling him completely. The satisfaction that came with it surpassed anything he could have imagined. The first Rampage he’d ever experienced had been draining something vital and intangible from his body in real time, like life force bleeding away. And the Guiding Hee-young poured into him — like that cracked, dried jar being filled again by the first rains of a drought — renewed him from the inside out. He couldn’t keep his head straight through any of it.
“Ha, fuck…. Hee-young….”
“Hngh! Mmng! Hah…! Ah! Aah! Mgh…!“
“Feels so good….”
By now, Hee-young’s ass and Shin-yul’s thighs were slapping wetly together with every thrust. Slick, wet sounds filled the room, and breathless moans filled the spaces between.
Shin-yul dragged his sticky gaze over Hee-young’s pale, sweat-glowing body — then lowered his head and wrapped his mouth around Hee-young’s chest. He bit and chewed lightly at the soft pink nipple, sucking at the surrounding flesh to leave messy, scattered marks — and Hee-young, gasping and crying, struggled desperately to push him away.
“Hgh! Hngh…! What the fuck…! Don’t — don’t—!”
“Hee-young’s chest tastes good too….”
“You — Mmh! You’re insane — !”
Nuzzling his face against his chest, Shin-yul gave the nipple one last suck, then straightened up and gripped Hee-young’s hips — and started driving into him, hard and fast. The outline of Shin-yul’s cock showed obscenely through the thin skin of Hee-young’s belly. Hee-young’s vision swam and rocked — but through all of it, he could still clearly make out Shin-yul’s eyes, glowing gold. Those beast-like eyes. That satisfied smile directed down at him.
“Haa…. Maybe because you’re so lean — I can see every inch of where I’m buried….”
He murmured that as he stilled his movements, drinking in the sight of Hee-young pinned beneath him with obvious satisfaction — then slowly resumed his thrusting. Watching the outline of his cock push in and out of Hee-young’s belly in time with each stroke of his hips, Shin-yul gradually picked up speed and pressed his palm flat against Hee-young’s stomach. Hee-young convulsed like he’d been shocked, thrashing his arms and legs wildly.
“Don’t — ! Stop! Fuck, the pressing — Hngh! The pressing — !”
“Mmm…. Gonna come…? Haa…. You’re squeezing so tight….”
Stimulated by the pressure on his stomach, Hee-young’s inner walls clenched and began milking Shin-yul’s cock with a rhythmic, squeezing pulse. Shin-yul felt it — and with obsessive focus, grabbed Hee-young’s cock and began pumping.
“From now on…. Hee-young only comes…. in my hand. Understood?”
“Hng — ! I’ll kill — ! Ahng…! Fuck! Fucking bastard…! Ah, I’m — I’m coming—!“
“Yeah, yeah, come…. I’ll only come inside my princess, too….”
Into Shin-yul’s hand — a sudden rush of it — Hee-young’s cum spilled out, much thinner than before. As Shin-yul caught Hee-young’s release in his hand, the clenching grip from below knocked the breath right out of him — and he collapsed forward onto Hee-young, driving his hips harder than ever.
“Hah! Ah! Ahng! F — fuck…! I’m coming! Hngh! I’m still coming — ! Stop — !”
“Mgh…. Ah, princess…. Me too — I think I’m going to come….”
With Shin-yul’s cock still pounding him relentlessly from within, Hee-young held at his peak, the pleasure cranked to an unbearable extreme. His whole body shook and shuddered — and still Shin-yul’s brutal movements didn’t stop.
And then — deep inside Hee-young, with one last hard thrust — Shin-yul’s cock buried itself to the hilt and pulsed immediately, pouring out his release. The sheer volume of it was staggering — it flooded him, and even from within, the sensation of it pouring and spilling was nakedly, unmistakably felt.
Shin-yul came and came — and all the while kept up a slow, drawn-out piston. Slow and unhurried, it never stopped — it went on and on with a steady, grinding persistence, then gathered force again and drove hard and deep into Hee-young’s insides once more.
“Hh…. Hhah…. Hah…! What — what the fuck…? You’re not pulling out?”
Hee-young grabbed the head of the hulking figure collapsed on top of him by the hair and turned him to meet his eyes. Shin-yul looked down at him through half-lidded eyes — clearer than before, yet far more dazed — and rubbed his cheek gently against Hee-young’s.
“Ajeossi…. This is my first time, so it feels too good to stop my hips from moving….”
Fuck. He should have remembered that this bastard had been acting like a virgin.
