YCHW Ch 51

He couldn’t muster any strength, not even in his fingertips. Yoonso tried to recall what the sensation that had stolen his senses had been, then his eyes met Hwi’s. The gaze that swept over his dazed face felt no different than the act of licking, swallowing, and eating something, and his shoulders flinched.

Hwi reached out, cupped Yoonso’s cheek, and patted it gently. Yoonso looked up at Hwi with trembling eyes and then suddenly grabbed his wrist.

“Is, is this… a good thing?”

“And what if it is?”

“…I don’t know. If I keep feeling something so intense, I… ugh, I might become a lewd person.”

His eyes, tinged with a faint fear, were innocent and pure, but his flushed face was that of a young man who had already learned of lust. Hwi gazed at Yoonso as if appreciating a work of art, then the corner of his mouth lifted into a slanted smile.

“If you become that, then I shall simply become a libertine to match you. Let us just be debauched in our bed. There is no one else but us here.”

Hwi whispered lowly, then pressed the tip of his nose against Yoonso’s and rubbed it lightly. Everything was a first for him, and it all felt so excessive that he had been struck with fear, but Hwi’s gentle words seemed to soothe him, telling him that he wasn’t strange, and he felt relieved.

Yes, perhaps he just didn’t know any better, and all the ordinary married couples in the world lived like this. The thought that he was simply sharing a plain and common slice of life with him filled his chest with pride, and Yoonso nodded his head happily.

Hwi bit Yoonso’s lips several times before letting go, then he raised his body and boldly took off his lower garments. Beneath the firm grooves sculpted by his muscles, a black thicket, unable to bear its own weight, covered the nodding *dragon’s head in an orderly fashion. The straight, reddish pillar of flesh had veins standing out on it, reminiscent of a relief-carved sword hilt.

Its length and girth were so formidable as to bring a serpent to mind, and Yoonso was frozen, at a loss for words. Given that Hwi was tall and had large hands and feet, he had expected this part of him not to be small either, but it was so large that he wondered how Hwi could walk around properly with such a thing.

“Hoo…”

Hwi tilted his head back once, then grasped his phallus with his hand and lightly stroked it upward. He knew it was not polite to stare so openly, but its presence was so vivid that it kept drawing his gaze. Yoonso held his breath as if trying to breathe in secret, then, remembering how Hwi had handled his body so lovingly, he reached out his hand.

“Let me…”

Before Yoonso’s fingertips could even touch Hwi’s member, he was blocked. Hwi put on a magnanimous smile and pressed Yoonso’s hand down onto the bed.

“Don’t you even think of doing such arduous work.”

“…Was it arduous for you too, Mr. Hwi?”

“No. It’s just that you are far too small.”

Hwi’s fingers slid between his, lacing them together. The large palm completely covered the smaller one. He wanted to argue that he was just an average man, neither too much nor too little, and that it was Hwi who was large, but when the blunt tip touched the space between his parted legs, Yoonso curled his toes and sucked in a breath.

Hwi brought his mouth to Yoonso’s ear and whispered.

“Yoon.”

“…”

“I will try to restrain myself, but if this body torments you too much, you may bite or hit me.”

It was too sweet for a warning, and for a gesture of consideration, its content was too brutal. As the swollen tip, as if angered, rubbed against the opening, he couldn’t help but realize its size. And once he understood that it was going to enter inside him, he found it so hard to believe that Yoonso hastily opened his mouth.

“Sir, S-Sir, ah…!”

The moment Hwi’s member, radiating a heat unlike his fingers, parted the open entrance and came inside, Yoonso’s eyes and mouth opened wide at the same time, as if in full bloom. The pressure that not only filled him tightly but also threatened to push him apart made it difficult to breathe, and Yoonso could only gasp for air.

“Shh, Yoon. You have to breathe. Hm?”

Hwi’s voice was heavily strained as he pecked kisses near Yoonso’s mouth, breathing air into him. Only when his heated breath entered him did Yoonso relax even a little and take a long breath. Not missing that moment, Hwi thrust his hips upward, and his erect penis drove deep inside.

“Ah…! Ahh, heuu…”

It was painful and overwhelming. The pain itself was bearable, but a formless despair and fear that he would not be able to endure it consumed his skin, and tears welled up in his eyes. Yoonso trembled, then noticed the veins standing out on Hwi’s forehead and jaw, and raised his hand.

As he gently stroked Hwi’s face, Hwi squeezed his eyes shut, then opened them and exhaled as if suppressing his breath. The fact that he was holding back for his sake, not moving any further, was so palpable that a tender affection gushed forth as if from a bottomless spring.

“P-Please kiss me…”

At the childlike plea, Hwi sealed Yoonso’s lips with his. As his tongue gently swept the inside of his mouth, the despair and fear simply melted away, becoming the foundation of affection that could be overcome. Yoonso threw his arms around Hwi’s neck and offered his tongue to him as if reaching out a hand.

It was both permission and an invitation. Hwi held Yoonso tightly in his arms and slowly pushed his member in. The fact that their intentions could be conveyed and understood without opening their mouths to make a sound was unfamiliar and yet wondrous. As he pushed deep inside, all the way to the end, a taut pain and Hwi’s heart rushed in together.

The moment he completely took Hwi in, the awareness that they had become one was euphoric. Their heartbeats traveled back and forth through their pressed-together skin. Their tangled tongues felt just like him and himself. Yoonso explored the inside of his mouth more actively.

“Heut, eut…”

Hwi began to move slowly, and the sensation of his insides being shaken whole turned Yoonso upside down. Before long, the uncomfortable and awkward feeling disappeared, and each time his phallus touched the inner walls, the spot would grow soft and wet, and sparks of ecstasy would fly.

As the passage that had been gripping the pillar of flesh tightly began to yield and open, and ecstatic moans escaped from between Yoonso’s lips, Hwi pulled his head back and looked straight down at Yoonso.

“Aheung, eut, heueut, Sir, Hwi…”

“Yes. I am holding you.”

Something rose fiercely in Hwi’s black eyes. It was like countless strands of thread, like a giant, rising wave, or like a storm that had grown in size by crashing into everything. Whatever it was, it tenaciously trapped the man lying right beneath it and would not let him go.

Yoonso caressed Hwi’s firm, dynamically writhing back, drenching himself in the ecstasy Hwi bestowed upon him. The penis, thrusting in and pulling out, made wet, slapping sounds like crashing waves.

“Yoon, haah, Yoon…”

Hwi caressed, bit, and kissed every part of Yoonso’s body without exception, ceaselessly delving inside him. The heated pleasure swirled up from his belly and spread to his fingertips and toes, making even his guardian star stir.

When the pillar of flesh entered to the root, it felt as though his guardian star was pushed back just as much, and when it withdrew, it seemed to return just as much. Everything was exhilarating and dizzying and so good it was maddening. Yes, this deserved to be called good.

“Good, it’s good, haeu, eung, it’s good, ah!”

Hwi flashed a savage smile and thrust his hips up more roughly. As the hidden entrance flared and tightened around his member, Hwi let out a groan as if biting down on it.

Hwi’s scrotum slapped against Yoonso’s buttocks with a splat, splat, making lewd sounds. Through continuous kisses, they shamelessly swallowed each other’s saliva, and though the sun had not yet fully set and the room was bright, they caressed each other’s bodies and let out moans without hesitation—it was truly an act of debauchery.

But with it, a profound love formed a deep sea, so who could point a finger? This place was his and Hwi’s nest, their world. Here, there was nothing to be ashamed of or hesitant about.

As Hwi’s hand stroked Yoonso’s penis, which swayed every time he stirred inside, Yoonso cried out and writhed. At the same time, his inner walls contracted strongly, squeezing Hwi’s member, and Hwi let out a ragged breath and devoured Yoonso’s lips as if to consume them.

His mind was growing blank, and at his fingertips, he could feel only Hwi. In the wellspring of his thoughts, only Hwi remained.

He could easily sense that the climax was approaching, that he was nearing the end. Yoonso clung tightly to Hwi, buried his face in his neck, and panted as if his breath would give out.

“Aah…!”

His back arched, his toes curled, and his lower abdomen suddenly sank. Yoonso’s erect member weakly spewed a whitish fluid. Hwi kissed Yoonso’s forehead and thrust his hips a few more times. As his sensitized inner walls trembled and contracted, he sank his teeth into Yoonso’s shoulder.

Hwi shuddered as he reached his climax inside him. To feel it in that most secret and deep place, a place only Hwi could invade, brought an explosion of indescribable bliss. Yoonso, in his desire for Hwi to come deeper, deeper, tightened his embrace around him.

The strength gradually drained from Hwi’s firmly tensed muscles. When Hwi lifted his head, Yoonso met his gaze. An attachment, born after crossing a river together holding hands, and a craving that only the two of them could know, flowed between them.

The corners of Yoonso’s mouth softened into a gentle smile. Now that they had finally become a married couple, there was nothing he couldn’t do to live out his days with him.

Hwi swallowed Yoonso’s lips along with his smile.