“Ah! Wait!”
“Yeah, let’s stick this in first and widen it, then put it in. Looking now, my head won’t even fit in.”
Ilkyung’s face went pale white again. Is this right?! Is this kind of thing right? It was completely different from when he’d stuck his tongue in. The sensation of the long finger going in and out of his hole was too vivid. As Ilkyung opened his big eyes even bigger in fear, Daehoon pressed his lips to his lips.
“Mmnh.”
He stuck his tongue in and sucked wetly. Saliva went back and forth as if filling his insufficient breath by blowing into him. It was the moment he was about to lose himself to the skillful kiss. Oh, this time one more finger increased.
“Ah, aah! It hurts!”
“It’s still only two. I need to put in three or more.”
He slightly parted their lips and kissed here and there on his face, but didn’t remove his fingers. That was when it happened.
“Ah, ahng!”
Daehoon, who caught the moment the moan subtly changed, finished inserting one more finger. Then he touched the spot where Woo Ilkyung had made a sound earlier as if gently massaging it. Woo Ilkyung even felt like he wanted him to touch harder because it was tantalizing. If it was this much, he thought himself that his mind seemed to have gone, but Ilkyung now wanted greater stimulation.
“Hngh, it’s strange, it’s strange, hahng.”
“Do you like it here?”
“Mmnh. Director-nim, mmht.”
“Should I put it in? Can you take mine?”
“Mmnh, mm, aah.”
As soon as Ilkyung gave permission, three fingers scratched the inner wall and pulled out all at once. It felt like stars burst in his head. He hoped he’d fill him quickly. Daehoon crossed his arms to take off his top. When caught up in someone else’s love quarrel and hit by the fountain, he’d glimpsed Director Ha’s body, but seeing it again now, it was really tremendous. It was a different feeling from when covered by the swimsuit.
“You’re not an Esper, right? What kind of muscles…”
“Touch all you want. Today you’re mine, Ilkyung-ssi.”
This man says such things as if it’s nothing. As if to a real lover, sweet and affectionate.
“And I’ve told you over and over but I’m not an Esper, I’m a Guide. It’s a shame. If Ilkyung-ssi manifested as an Esper, you could see this body every day.”
“What nonsense are you saying.”
At this age, if you’re an ordinary person, the probability of becoming an Esper is as slim as the possibility of Woo Ilkyung dating Ha Daehoon. Ilkyung decided to just enjoy today’s deviation.
Daehoon laughed shortly and pulled down his underwear. With a thud, a dizzying penis was revealed before his eyes. Daehoon pressed the glans against his hole and rubbed.
“Relax. I’ll make you feel good soon.”
It had been a while since he’d held someone who was a first-timer. Daehoon didn’t act like his usual temperament and began to insert slowly. The small hole opened its mouth and began to accept the glans. But the hole that had swallowed three fingers until just before had already narrowed tightly and showed little intention of opening its mouth wide.
“Aah! Wait, wait.”
“It’s tight. The head’s barely in yet.”
Daehoon muttered and patted Ilkyung’s buttocks as if telling him to relax.
“It hurts. Is this right, Director-nim? It hurts, it hurts.”
At his words with tears brimming, Daehoon soothed Ilkyung and said.
“It’s okay. You won’t die.”
“I-is it painful enough to die?”
“No, it’s killer good.”
He literally thought his body would split in two. He wanted to kill himself from a few seconds ago when Ha Daehoon said he’d just hook the glans, just put in a tiny bit, and he’d said okay to that. Killer good? Where? Just kill me! Shoot me dead with a gun! This is some new kind of torture. Ilkyung wanted to shout like that, but the words coming out of his mouth were only “Uhhhehhng, it hurts, it hurts. It hurts.”
Daehoon kissed Ilkyung’s lips and stroked his forehead where sweat-soaked hair stuck, while also moving his hips little by little. What a fucking bastard. Bad guy. When a person is crying like this, shouldn’t you stop thrusting your hips? What a ruthless bastard.
But not one of all those curses could come out of his mouth.
“It hurts, huhk, you said you’d kill me with pleasure. Don’t kill me, hngh, it hurts. It hurts.”
“It’s okay. There. Relax. Just a little, okay?”
“How do I relax?”
He couldn’t spit curses but he chattered well. Daehoon gradually advanced inside while patting Ilkyung’s buttocks, then grabbed one side and spread it wide to the side. Then Ilkyung hurriedly pressed his body into Daehoon’s embrace.
“No, I’ll tear. I’m tearing.”
“You won’t tear. Don’t worry. Okay? I’ll check later if you tore.”
“What good is that? Hnghng.”
Ilkyung cried and put his arms around Daehoon’s shoulders, then dug his nails in. He was like a whining puppy making a fuss, so Daehoon just let him whether he drew staff lines on his shoulder or not. Even digging nails in didn’t hurt. No matter how hard such a tiny thing tried.
“It’s okay, shh, it’s okay. Relax a bit. I’ve only gotten the dickhead in and my dick’s about to burst.”
“Hnghng, I feel like I’m going to tear.”
“It’s okay. No blood.”
Blood—at that word, Ilkyung’s eyes went round and he tried to raise his upper body to check, but at that moment Daehoon moved his hips with a thud and he flopped back down. It was exactly like a short-legged puppy barking and doing a solo show then flipping its belly and tumbling over. So cute. Daehoon wanted to torment him more. He wasn’t a sadist, but somehow when he saw Woo Ilkyung, he wanted to bully him for no reason. After making him cry hard, he wanted to hug and comfort Woo Ilkyung as he cried with tears and snot running.
Ilkyung opened his mouth wide and exhaled with gasps.
“Breathe out slowly. It’s okay. It’s all in.”
“Re-really? It’s, all in?”
Has he only lived being deceived? Woo Ilkyung looked at Daehoon with eyes full of suspicion. Daehoon smiled affectionately and kissed the corner of Ilkyung’s eye.
“Yeah, it’s all in. Now relax a bit.”
Daehoon said while stroking Ilkyung’s flat stomach. It was when Ilkyung relaxed his mind at the sweet voice and warm gaze and released his strength.
“Aah!”
Daehoon caressed Ilkyung’s buttocks then slapped it sharply. And when Ilkyung fluttered in surprise at that, he thrust in deeply.
“Y-you conman!”
“Yeah yeah. Sorry sorry.”
“It hurts, it hurts!”
Ilkyung threw a tantrum and hit Daehoon’s shoulder with fists like cotton swabs. Daehoon grabbed that hand and kissed the fist. It made wet sounds.
“I’m going to move.”
“I can’t breathe.”
“You talk so well yet you can’t breathe? Every time you open your mouth it’s a lie.”
“Hnght! Ah!”
Daehoon stroked Ilkyung’s hair and began to move slowly. It had been too long since insertion took this long. But Daehoon felt better than ever. He felt a fulfilled heart.
Was this the predator’s mindset of slowly licking a small beast then later devouring it down to the bone? Daehoon smiled languidly at the satisfaction he was feeling after a long time. Ilkyung, with tears welling at the corners of his eyes, reached out and traced Daehoon’s lips.
“What?”
He grabbed that hand and gently bit his fingers so it didn’t hurt, then Daehoon asked.
“What makes you happy?”
He was dying in pain, yet it seemed Ilkyung was displeased that Daehoon was laughing. Daehoon answered while unfolding Woo Ilkyung’s fist and kissing his palm as he asked sulkily like a petulant child.
“Because Woo Ilkyung’s inside feels too good. It feels insanely good.”
Giving that answer while moving his hips a bit faster, Ilkyung spread his legs a little, just a little more. It seemed he was gradually getting used to it.
“Aah, ah! Really, ahng, does it feel good?”
Ilkyung spread his legs a bit more and asked while stroking Daehoon’s forearm. Daehoon touched Ilkyung’s waist and patted his buttocks while nodding.
“Of course. How ecstatic it is when you clench tight.”
“Hngh, ngh.”
Ilkyung looked at Daehoon with heated eyes. He said it felt good, so he said it felt good again. What Woo Ilkyung did was cute.
Daehoon moved his hips as if pinpointing the spot Ilkyung liked. Then, as expected, Woo Ilkyung tilted his chin back and made a pained sound, “Haah.” Even though it had been a while since he’d had sex, being able to find the spot the other person liked so brilliantly was also a talent.
“Does it feel good? Hm?”
Daehoon asked while thrusting in small movements only at the spot Ilkyung felt. Ilkyung had no leisure to answer. He just opened his mouth again and moaned.
“Aah, ah, ah! It feels good, ahng, wait, wait!”
