By Zephyria The End of Denial (3)
“Heok, Young master Seong Mu-yeon. What’s wrong with your face! Are you sick somewhere?”
Early in the morning. Seong Mu-yeon peeked his gaunt face through the slightly open door. Gang Woong, who was passing by the hallway, was startled to see him. The dark circles under his eyes were pitch black, and his dry hair was strangely disheveled.
Seong Mu-yeon waved his hand at Gang Woong.
“I couldn’t sleep… It’s nothing, so go to the Training Hall and do what you have to do…”
Gang Woong looked worried, but he couldn’t ask more since the person himself said he was okay. He headed to the Training Hall, constantly looking back with reluctant steps. It was the early morning hour when all the disciples did their basic training.
‘…He’s not here, right?’
Seong Mu-yeon carefully looked around and only came out after confirming that Baek Ryeo-il was not there. He always kept the dawn training time no matter what, so it seemed he had already left.
Lately, Seong Mu-yeon was having a hard time because Baek Ryeo-il kept dragging him to secluded places whenever their eyes met.
Seong Mu-yeon also remembered the incident when he temporarily lost his sight as a shocking memory, so he agreed with Baek Ryeo-il’s suggestion to prevent the same incident from happening again.
At first, he did.
‘There’s a limit to everything! Isn’t this too much?’
That act continued. Inside Baek Ryeo-il’s room while Gang Woong was away for joint training, and again in the bathtub late at night, and again deep in the deserted forest… Later, even when nothing came out and only clear water trickled out, Baek Ryeo-il didn’t stop.
Since there was a good excuse to alleviate the illness, there was no way to stop Baek Ryeo-il, who didn’t listen to others anyway.
Seong Mu-yeon sneaked out before Baek Ryeo-il returned.
He went to the Library of Mount Hua, where old documents were piled up. He would meet Yak Seon soon, so it might be useless, but Seong Mu-yeon was sure he would be sucked dry and die of exhaustion if he continued like this until then, so he wanted to find something, anything, with a desperate heart.
The Library was almost never visited, but it was strangely clean without a speck of dust.
How long had Seong Mu-yeon been wasting time searching through old books? Suddenly, a strong hand reached out and snatched his waist.
“Euheok!”
The book that Seong Mu-yeon was holding fell to the floor.
Baek Ryeo-il, who had already returned from training, pushed him into a corner of the Library. It was truly eerie how he knew he was here.
“What were you doing here.”
It wasn’t a question that expected an answer. Baek Ryeo-il whispered lowly in his ear and blatantly pressed his pelvis between Seong Mu-yeon’s thighs.
Seong Mu-yeon was sweating coldly.
“D-Don’t tell me, again? Here? Are you crazy?”
“No one comes here.”
“That’s not the problem… Euht…”
The already hard and swollen thing slowly rubbed against his limp member.
What truly drove Seong Mu-yeon crazy was something else. His body was reacting automatically to how much they had been together for the past few days. The swollen hole, abused, twitched, and the space between his legs became wet with clear fluid.
It was almost like he had been remodeled.
Baek Ryeo-il, noticing his reaction, smirked and slightly lifted his buttocks to sit him on the bookshelf. Then, the opened crotch and Baek Ryeo-il’s waist were even closer, intensifying the stimulation.
“You like it too, though.”
His body was responding faithfully, so he had nothing to say in rebuttal.
As the belt loosened, Seong Mu-yeon, becoming desperate, pushed his chest.
“N-No, not here! Who knows when someone will come! Never, no way!”
“I told you, no one comes.”
“I came, didn’t I?”
“I’ve been here for about a week when I was punished before, and no one came. Don’t worry.”
That’s something to be proud of.
Baek Ryeo-il lightly brushed his earlobe with the tip of his lips like a feather.
“Please… I’m really too tired to do this. Please spare me.”
“Are you going to be exhausted with just this much? Try to hang in there a little longer.”
He coaxed Seong Mu-yeon gently, as if soothing a child, with a soft and affectionate tone. In the meantime, his lower garment went down to his thighs, and Baek Ryeo-il took out his bulging member from his waist and pressed it down.
“Heueut…”
The hole, which had been abused until dawn, was still limply loose, so Baek Ryeo-il could easily spread it open and enter. The inside still absorbed him, moist with dampness.
“Hoo…”
Baek Ryeo-il let out a long, satisfied breath. Then, he lightly pulled back and started pushing in. Both of them were now familiar with each other, so they were quickly swept up in the heat.
“Euht… Heueup…”
Especially for Seong Mu-yeon, it felt like the world was turning upside down these days. He had never imagined in his dreams that he would spread his legs wide and breathe out pleasure, accepting the man in front of him so smoothly, and even willingly.
With each repetition, his body gradually changed differently from his master’s will. Every time the blunt, bulging part of the glans brushed against a certain point inside his body, he felt a pleasure that made him feel like he was losing his mind.
Whenever the worry that he might become attached to the body arose, a sharp pleasure dominated his mind. Anyway, it was true that Seong Mu-yeon didn’t have many things to enjoy in his life, so the daily life of mating like beasts whenever there was a chance was as stimulating as Baek Ryeo-il, who had lived his whole life practicing.
The two of them continued their slow lovemaking in a quiet place, with only their secret parts exposed without taking off their clothes. Seong Mu-yeon buried his face in Baek Ryeo-il’s chest and tried his best to prevent his breath from leaking out, fearing that someone might hear him passing by. But every time a wet friction occurred, an unbearable tingling sensation ran through his body, and he couldn’t help but groan without realizing it.
Baek Ryeo-il savored that moment, penetrating his body very slowly. Because of that, the sensation of the hideous thing with prominent blood vessels coming in and out was clearly felt, making it difficult to bear.
It was when the two of them were fully immersed in the sensations that each other gave.
Suddenly, the door of the Library opened in the distance, and the sound of conversation was heard.
“How are we supposed to find one book in this vast place.”
“We have to do what Master told us to do, what else can we do.”
Seong Mu-yeon froze as if struck by lightning. Quickly regaining his senses from the wave of pleasure, he protested to Baek Ryeo-il in a small voice.
“You said no one comes!”
Even Baek Ryeo-il seemed slightly embarrassed and stopped moving, lowering his voice along with Seong Mu-yeon.
“It’s not a lie, no one really comes.”
Of all days, for someone to come at this time.
Only then did Seong Mu-yeon realize their appearance. Their lower bodies were all messed up with bodily fluids, and they were covered in sweat. Fortunately, the back view was hidden by Baek Ryeo-il’s long robe, so it wasn’t visible how messed up it was inside.
“Get off!”
Seong Mu-yeon tried to kick him away, but Baek Ryeo-il held his waist tightly and didn’t let go. Rather, he seemed to have a fun idea and his eyes lit up, and he inserted the thing that he still hadn’t pulled out even deeper.
“Heok…”
Seong Mu-yeon’s legs, hidden by the long robe, contracted and tightened around Baek Ryeo-il’s waist. At the same time, the hole that had been holding the thing also tightened. Even Baek Ryeo-il couldn’t help but let out a faint groan.
“W-What are you doing! Why aren’t you leaving?”
“Shh… Be quiet…”
Baek Ryeo-il was more excited than ever and suppressed his rough breathing. Madness flickered in his eyes. Seong Mu-yeon was horrified, but soon Baek Ryeo-il strongly thrust back in what he had slowly pulled out, so he no longer had the leisure to think.
“Euheup…!”
“Don’t make a sound…”
He pressed the back of Seong Mu-yeon’s head with his hand so that he would lean on his chest. Then, he began a merciless, rough insertion.
Squeak, squeak.
What good was it if he didn’t make a sound from his throat? The wet friction sound continued shamelessly from the wet junction.
Seong Mu-yeon gritted his teeth.
He knew very well that once Baek Ryeo-il made up his mind, he couldn’t be stopped no matter what he did. No matter how much he pushed him away here, Baek Ryeo-il wouldn’t be pushed away, so it was better to just go along with him…
‘…Like hell! You crazy bastard!’
Seong Mu-yeon bit his shoulder.
“Is that book really here?”
“I think so? I think he said it was on this side…”
The voices of the intruders were getting closer, and Seong Mu-yeon’s resistance became even stronger. Eventually, Baek Ryeo-il reluctantly confessed.
“It’s okay. I’ve put up a qi barrier, so they can’t hear.”
“…Huh? What did you say?”
“A qi barrier. It’s a technique to surround an air barrier so that sound doesn’t leak out. If you apply and modify it, it becomes a telepathic transmission that can transmit voices only to certain people…”
“Who doesn’t know that!”
Seong Mu-yeon shouted. He was relieved by the word qi barrier and shouted, but he unconsciously looked at the people who were a few bookshelves behind Baek Ryeo-il and lowered his voice.
“Does it look like I asked because I didn’t know? Then until now… At the Emerald Pavilion, in the warehouse! You don’t mean to tell me you put up a qi barrier even in the, in the pond.”
Seong Mu-yeon gnashed his teeth. How much had he been anxious that someone might hear the sound? But he was always the one who was nervous, and Baek Ryeo-il acted shamelessly as if he had covered his face with black iron. It wasn’t because his personality was so upright.
“You sly…! Eupeu!”
Baek Ryeo-il blocked his mouth with his lips before Seong Mu-yeon could grab his hair and tear it out.