Camellia 114

Tang Yujae grimaced at the pain rising from his chest. It felt like blood was rushing toward his nipple, crushed between Seolyeong’s fingers.

Seolyeong touched his husband’s body with a calm face, even though he was being pushed away. In truth, his heart was racing, but he forced himself to act nonchalant and kept his expression call.

“I heard it feels good when you lick here.”

Staring intently at his husband’s chest, he traced a circle around the small nub. When he flicked it gently with the pad of his index finger, a vein popped in Tang Yujae’s neck.

“Ugh…”

A muffled moan slipped out. At that moment, Seolyeong lowered his head again. This time, he embraced his husband’s waist and went straight to work on his chest. Smooch, smooch. As he relentlessly teased the nipple, the man’s groin twitched.

Seolyeong noticed the hard cock poking at his abdomen and smiled faintly, looking conflicted. When he glanced down, he saw the erect shaft glistening with clear fluid. The droplet clinging to the tip added a lewd atmosphere, so he touched it with a finger.

“Ah…!”

The Sect Leader let out a moan and kicked his legs. Ignoring him, Seolyeong stroked the urethra, making the sweaty hand gripping his shoulder suddenly tighten. Even as Tang Yujae pushed down with force, Seolyeong stayed focused on what he was doing.

The skin around the firm glans was soft. He liked the texture and started rubbing the slit. Tang Yujae twisted his hips with a stifled groan.

“Agh… mmph!”

The mouth that used to spit cruel words now had no time for anything but desperate moans.

When Seolyeong latched onto his chest like a suckling beast, Tang Yujae’s vision blurred. Pleasure he shouldn’t be feeling began to rise from his bitten nipple. It was a sensation he didn’t want to acknowledge, which only made it more unbearable.

“Haa…”

Letting go of the nipple he had been toying with in his mouth, Seolyeong sighed in satisfaction. Soft and small, yet the more he sucked, the harder it got. It felt good to lick it.

The repeatedly bitten areola had turned a deep red, drawing his eyes again and again. The other nipple still kept its original color, which made the contrast even more striking. For some reason, it excited him more, so he left it alone instead of moving on to the other side.

Instead, he lowered his head toward a more intimate spot.

“Ahyeong…”

A pained voice called his name, as if begging him to stop. While his chest was being sucked, the upright cock had already released another thick load. The sight was intensely erotic.

Seolyeong brought his lips close to his groin, thick with the smell of semen. Strangely enough, the scent whetted his appetite.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the tip, making the Sect Leader’s thigh muscles twitch. Slowly, he ran his palm along the thick, firm lines of the man’s thighs. Then he lifted one sharply defined calf onto his shoulder and started sucking the cock in earnest.

“Haah, ah! Hngh… Ahyeong…!”

Apparently, the only word the Sect Leader could utter at that moment was his name. As if responding to the desperate call, Seolyeong didn’t miss a single vein along the shaft, licking down to the base. He shoved the cock so deep into his mouth it hurt his throat, and the gagged moans that spilled out only sounded sweeter.

“Ah, ah, ngh… ugh!”

Feeling the urge to vomit, Tang Yujae hurriedly covered his mouth. To be honest, having his cock sucked was nothing new. He’d done it so many times that he couldn’t count them all, even with both hands.

But the heat from the blood fiend’s yang energy warming his cock was something entirely different. It felt like his dick was being roasted in flames. Even his curled toes were trembling.

Pleasure, nearly painful, pierced through his back. He tried to kick his bride’s shoulder, but it was no use. The imugi’s energy had left his entire body defenseless. He had no strength left to move.

Seolyeong pulled the slick cock from his mouth with a loud slurp and whined exaggeratedly.

“That hurt, husband.”

He glanced sideways at his shoulder and pouted slightly. The place he’d been kicked didn’t really hurt, it just tickled, but he pretended to sulk to pick a fight.

“I’m working so hard to be helpful to you, sacrificing my tongue like this… and yet you don’t appreciate any of this grueling effort.”

Seolyeong flipped the Sect Leader over and lifted his hips. Without realizing it, he licked his lips. Tang Yujae sensed something ominous and tried to crawl away from under him.

Seolyeong grabbed his husband’s waist with both hands and dragged him back as he spoke.

“If it’s too hard having your cock sucked, I can suck somewhere else.”

A brilliant smile bloomed on his face. It was hard to deny that Seolyeong was fully invested in this sexual act. At first, he only wanted to save the Sect Leader from that yin energy, but the more he touched him, the more dark desire crept in.

The energy from his husband tasted sweeter than expected. He wanted to swallow every drop without wasting a single bit.

“You’re… really wet back here. Can you feel it?”

Because of the fluids that had overflowed from his cock, Tang Yujae’s perineum was already soaked. Seolyeong looked down at the slick flesh, then leaned in with disbelief on his face. When he blew a breath across it, Tang Yujae’s upper body crumpled onto the bed.

Seolyeong spread his cheeks and inspected everything from the perineum to the hole. Unfortunately, only the perineum was wet. The tight little hole had no moisture at all.

“You need to keep your hips up properly.”

He helped him correct his posture, then licked the perineum in one long stroke like he meant to make do with what he had.

As the yang energy that had heated his cock crept into a more forbidden place, Tang Yujae felt dizzy. It was so agonizing he couldn’t even breathe properly. If that energy entered his hole, he felt like he’d lose his mind.

“…Husband.”

But Seolyeong didn’t care one bit. He just kept doing as he pleased. He bit along the perineum, pressing with his teeth. Tang Yujae’s firm buttocks twitched in response.

The flesh there was delicate, so even a brush of his teeth turned it red. Watching the pale skin get blotched from his touch filled Seolyeong with satisfaction. A chilling pleasure spread through his chest.

“Hngh… nngh…”

The flesh beneath his hole was connected to his cock’s root. Seolyeong grabbed his tight scrotum and fondled it as he licked the perineum. The Sect Leader buried his face into the bedding and sobbed. Seolyeong pinned his trembling hips down with one hand and snuck in a lick to the hole.

“Ahk…!”

Just as expected, the Sect Leader reacted aggressively. A hand stretched back and pushed hard against Seolyeong’s forehead, making him frown.

He bit down on the approaching wrist and shoved in his yang energy. Tang Yujae gasped and stopped breathing. His limp arm trembled as it dropped. His sweat-soaked back looked pitiful.

“I’m sorry, Sect Leader.”

Seolyeong did understand why he didn’t want to offer up his ass. If someone tried to bury their face there, he’d want to beat the bastard half to death too.

But under these circumstances, it couldn’t be helped. So damn it, who told him to make a deal with an imugi?

Finishing his absurd rationalization, Seolyeong pressed his tongue against the dry hole. The moment had come to finally taste it.

Scraping the perineum with his nails and pushing in with his tongue, the tightly closed entrance slowly gave way. The densely packed flesh yielded under his pressure, growing hot and almost thrilling to the touch.

As he sucked a man’s ass and felt excitement well up, he realized how much of a depraved freak he was. Just then, the Sect Leader, gripping the bedding tight, lowered his head and muttered.

“…Just put it in.”

He sounded like he had given up.

“It doesn’t hurt… just hurry.”

Asking him to shove his cock into a hole that was still clearly too tight made Seolyeong quickly realize what he meant. He probably wanted to get over with it. That indifferent yet defiant tone irritated him somehow. So he answered coldly.

“No. I’ll only fuck you after I’ve had my fill sucking.”