When Jukyung tried to pull his face away and lift his upper body, I applied strength to the arm around his neck and pulled him down. I grabbed the face that was easily pulled down and rubbed our lips together intensely again.
“You really…”
Jukyung panted breathlessly. The corners of his eyes were red. It was a complex expression. At least it didn’t seem like he disliked it, but why was he making that expression?
I sucked on Jukyung’s tongue and pressed my upper body close. Since our clothes had already flown off somewhere, the body temperature and sensation touching bare skin was thrilling. I could feel the heat of his flat, firm chest and the sensation of his small, slightly hardened nipples, sending tingles like electricity to the soles of my feet.
“Fuck…”
From Jukyung’s mouth burst both a throat-scratching moan and a ground-out curse together. Perhaps because he rarely cursed normally, a curse coming out in this situation sounded unfamiliar and strangely stimulating.
Jukyung roughly tore me away. The regret at the heated body temperature dropping was brief—relatively cold, sharp teeth bit my nipple.
“Ahh.”
My back arched at the faint pain. Rather than pain, it would be more accurate to say I was slightly startled. As if responding to my sound, Jukyung’s tongue licked up, wrapping around my nipple soothingly.
“Haa…”
I couldn’t stand the heated moans or the sensation of my back twisting. I put my fingers in Jukyung’s hair and grabbed the back of his head. When Jukyung clung to my chest, licking and biting and pressing his lips all over then sucking up with sound, sparks flew in my head along with a stinging pain.
The day after my first heat, my chest was swollen and puffy too. But with no memory, all that remained was discomfort and pain, so I cursed asking what perverted bastard made a man’s chest look like this. But seeing this bastard doing this too, it seems there are unexpectedly many oral fixation perverts crazy about men’s chests. And.
Seeing how this feeling drives up sexual sensation like crazy, I seem to be the same type too.
I ran out of breath from excessive pleasure. I panted and pulled at Jukyung’s hair as he continued attacking my other chest.
“Stop… stop there now. It hurts.”
Jukyung raised his head to glance and meet my eyes. His flushed face with slightly colored long eye corners looked strangely sexy. Did he always look this lewd? I blanked out for a moment.
Jukyung raised his body again and kissed me. Our thoroughly wet lips meshed smoothly. When I tried to separate our mouths because I was out of breath and couldn’t keep them together long, Jukyung kept chasing, making sucking sounds and swallowing my lips.
“Ah…”
I thought it was a time to take a break, but a hot sensation surged up from below. I pushed Jukyung’s face away while hunching my shoulders. Jukyung squeezed between my legs and started rubbing our lower bodies together. We were still wearing underwear, so heat and stickiness passed through the thin fabric. The hard sensation and heavy sensation crossed each other, endlessly making me groan.
I couldn’t stand it and shook my head trying to push Jukyung away, but Jukyung didn’t budge. Partly because Jukyung was holding firm with strength, but more so because my arms pushing him had no strength at all.
“Mm… ngh…”
My body kept shrinking at the shivering heat. As I shook my head and lowered it, Jukyung grabbed my chin and lifted it.
“Look at me. Don’t keep closing your eyes.”
Jukyung demanded while making eye contact. His wet lips were red. Just looking at him was a face that made strength gather below.
“Fuck, Kang Doyun, why were you made this way?”
Jukyung muttered as if looking into my head. That’s what I want to say, though. I thought blankly while looking at Jukyung. The words “this way” didn’t sound like a curse. Because the way Jukyung looked at me seemed somehow entranced, strangely making a person excited. His gaze, as if he would lick me as he devoured me, heated my entire body shiveringly.
“Haah!”
But that thought was brief, my head soon became distant. Jukyung’s hand came into my underwear and grabbed my penis. I grabbed Jukyung’s shoulders and trembled violently. As his large hand moved roughly, stirring inside my underwear, the already wet, squelching sounds added to the obscenity. My fingers and toes all curled up.
I wanted to hide my face that couldn’t control its excitement, but Jukyung put his hand through my hair, grabbed the back of my head, and prevented me from lowering my face. And in that state, he looked at my face the entire time he touched me below.
“I just want to chew you up and swallow you whole.”
Jukyung muttered as if talking to himself, then suddenly bit my cheek.
“Ow!”
I turned my face and flailed my body at the sense of crisis that I might really be chewed up and swallowed. But in the gap when my butt lifted like that, Jukyung skillfully stripped off my underwear. As the outside air touched my soaking wet flesh, the coolness doubled. When Jukyung tried to lift his upper body slightly to look down below, I desperately lifted my waist and stuck my body to his. But that action seemed to stimulate Kwon Jukyung even more.
“Don’t fuss. I’m already losing my mind.”
A voice mixed with heated breathing licked my ear. While my butt was lifted from the mattress, Jukyung’s hand squeezed in below. While his lips traced my nape and collarbone, that hand grabbed and spread my buttocks as if to burst them, pushing fingers between the cleft.
The area around the wrinkled hole was already squelching with leaked bodily fluids. As Jukyung’s fingers meticulously caressed each wrinkle, I could feel the entrance twitching beyond my will. In a state drunk on pleasure, there was no time to feel embarrassment or shame.
“Hurry, hurry.”
I urged while lifting my hips. My head didn’t remember, but my body still seemed to remember the pleasure. The long fingers that had been circling around and rubbing my perineum, teasing me, finally entered inside.
“Ah…”
Though I’d fussed for him to hurry and put it in because I couldn’t stand the hot, ticklish feeling in back, when something actually entered, there was a strange sense of foreign intrusion. The tingling spreading pleasure and displeasure mixed strangely.
Jukyung’s fingers stirred without difficulty through the messily wet interior. The fingers roaming arbitrarily inside quickly increased to two, then three. They pressed or rubbed various deep and shallow places firmly, or spread the fingers to stretch the entrance. Even though I kept my eyes tightly shut to not look, I could feel vividly as if I could see what was happening as they stimulated the inner walls.
My whole body twisted strangely at the sensation I was feeling for the first time. First time, huh. Thinking about it, it was funny. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t the first time, but with no memory, it felt like a strange first time.
“Ugh, ngh… mm…”
I twisted my body this way and that while groaning. Jukyung had one hand propped on the mattress with only his hand lowered below, looking down as if appreciating my shameful state. But I had no time to care about what the guy was doing. My consciousness repeatedly became distantly faint then returned like the tide rushing in.
“I can’t stand it anymore.”
Suddenly Jukyung muttered as if spitting it out, then pulled his fingers out from below me. He ruthlessly removed my hand that had been gripping his arm. Then he completely settled between my legs, didn’t hesitate at all, and threw off his underwear.
Into my field of vision as I stared half-dazed came Jukyung’s menacingly erect penis. Even in my blank state, the thought suddenly occurred whether it would be okay for that to enter my body.
“I’ll only ask once. Who am I?”
It was a strange question. It’s not like I’d completely lost my mind right now.
“You’re Kwon Jukyung.”
Though panting from excitement, I answered obediently. Because I was in a hurry.
Jukyung lifted my thighs. My waist was raised high. It was a position where my back was nakedly exposed to Jukyung’s view. Before I could say anything, the ferocious thing poked the entrance and my breath caught. The hole that had been melted loose greedily bit the vigorous prey. Wrinkles formed between Jukyung’s brows. His breathing, as if pressing down hard to hold back something, strangely made my heart pound.
“You want to do this with me now, right? If you later regret it or some bullshit…”
Annoyed that his words were getting long, I pulled Jukyung’s head and bit his lips. Though I’d never done yoga or anything in my life, my back curled round like a lie.
“Hup.”
But my action didn’t seem to be a very wise choice. Because excited Jukyung penetrated my back in one stroke. Thanks to that, I ended up biting hard the lips I’d meant to bite lightly, but Jukyung didn’t let out a single moan. No, he did let out a suppressed moan, but it didn’t seem to be from his lips hurting. Compared to how fiercely he thrust in with a thud sound of flesh hitting, Jukyung hugged my body tightly and didn’t move in that position for a while.
“Ha… ah… haa…”
I trembled while embraced by Jukyung. My eyes closed automatically. I gritted my teeth. It felt like all my body’s pulse was beating only below. I felt heat and throbbing from the flesh filling me overwhelmingly inside. It was an unfamiliar sensation. I couldn’t breathe from the intense pressure.
Jukyung, who had been hugging me with his face buried in my nape, slowly raised his face. Our gazes met. Jukyung had a strange expression. He seemed hot and also seemed wet. He looked like a different person. I couldn’t tell at all whether he looked that way because of Jukyung or because my mind was hazy.
Jukyung pressed his mouth to mine and slowly moved his hips.
“Ah, ah, ahh…”
Though our lips were touching, we weren’t kissing, so my sounds and breath passed directly to Jukyung. Every time I flinched and made pained sounds, Jukyung kissed me soothingly with pecking kisses. My heart tickled at the unexpected tenderness.
Strange. Is this what sex is like? Or am I feeling it excessively because of heat? It felt so good, warm, and ticklish that I felt like crying. The overwhelming heat felt from below was satisfying. The sound of wet flesh hitting, the sound of the not-sturdy bed creaking, the rustling sounds of the sheets stimulated my sexual sensitivity like a hazy fantasy.
Jukyung lifted his upper body and separated his body a little. The departing body temperature always evoked regret. Did that emotion show in my eyes looking up? The eye shape of Jukyung looking at me bent softly. The corners of his mouth lifting slightly were smiling.
Kwon Jukyung is smiling.
