#128

The large moon that rose behind Kiyen illuminated them. Beneath the scattering silver light, Cullen watched Kiyen slowly approach him. His stooped body drew nearer. His long hair was the first to touch the lake. The softly falling hair didn’t immediately submerge but spread thinly over the water’s surface.

“Not only do you expose yourself anywhere…”

A white hand reached out and cupped his wet chin. As the slippery sensation spread across his cheek, heat rose from his toes. His body, which he tried to calm, began to stir with excitement at the slightest touch.

He blinked. Water droplets fell from his long eyelashes, tracing a path down his cheek before falling with a plop. His body trembled slightly.

“You act so shamelessly in front of me.”

His calm voice was as deep as the sea. The blue light, enough to swallow the lake, mixed with gold, and Kiyen stared intently at him. His mind went blank, unable to make a judgment for a moment. He struggled to grasp the meaning of Kiyen’s words.

“What did I do wrong—”

The moment he finally voiced his question, their lips met. A soft sensation descended upon his moist, parted lips. It was a sweet, soft, fresh-from-the-vine fruit-like sensation. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Kiyen. Heat shimmered in his half-lidded eyes.

Kiyen’s kiss was a little rougher than usual. His tongue immediately and urgently delved in, as if releasing pent-up feelings. Amidst the sound of lips lightly brushing, the sound of tongues entwining mixed with the sound of water.

A gasp escaped him immediately. The desire he had suppressed whenever they kissed began to surge ferociously.

His long, soft tongue delved deep, rubbing against his palate. As he fumbled to follow, a faint laugh echoed from Kiyen’s throat.

As if finding him cute, he pulled Cullen’s cheek closer, and as if intending to bewitch him, he licked only the parts Cullen could feel. As his uniquely pointed tongue gently stroked his flat, bumpy palate, a shiver ran down his spine. A sigh escaped him, and his tongue swept through his mouth.

Behind his even teeth, the inside of his cheek, and then his tongue. Two tongues with different textures rubbed together with a lewd sound. As the fleshy masses, tangled from the root, rubbed and intertwined, his mind went blank.

Excitement filled his body with heat. He couldn’t bear it any longer. He needed something, more, more intense stimulation. He wanted to do something right away.

The moment he realized this, Cullen barely managed to break away from Kiyen. His body, cooled by the water, had already heated up to the point where the lake water felt lukewarm.

“Kiyen-nim…, haa, if you do more…, I might not be able to hold back…”

He wanted Kiyen right now, but Kiyen wasn’t human. Thinking he wouldn’t be stimulated in this way, Cullen tried to push him away. Then, his wrist was caught.

“I never told you to hold back.”

A mischievous smile formed at the corner of Kiyen’s eyes. Even without experience, Cullen realized those words were permission. They held more than just permission. Kiyen wanted him. It might be a delusion, but Cullen decided to believe that delusion.

Instead of asking if he was serious, Cullen moved his captured wrist and tightly gripped Kiyen’s robe. He pulled him closer. Instead of resisting, Kiyen was pulled in, falling into the water together. In that fleeting moment, a light laugh echoed clearly.

Biting his lip again, Cullen continued the hasty kiss. The sound of his pounding heart echoed with the waves. Together, they submerged into the lake and mingled their lips.

The transparent lake water shone white, imbued with moonlight. Tiny water droplets visible within enveloped them, and their lips pressed together. Their half-open eyes were clearly visible even underwater.

As they exchanged breaths, Kiyen gripped Cullen’s waist.

His moving legs brushed against each other. It was dizzying. His breath was stolen, his chest felt constricted, and his heart felt like it could burst, but it was strangely exhilarating. As they focused on exchanging breaths, Kiyen moved. The hand gripping his waist slowly moved backward.

The feeling of his body being touched by the water was different from usual. In fact, the entire situation was unfamiliar. Kissing with a clear mind, seeing Kiyen’s smiling face, and the situation itself where they desired each other while in their right minds. For Cullen, it was like a miracle.

His long fingers skillfully probed inside. Cullen flinched at the act of parting a hole that didn’t need parting.

Kiyen stopped him from swallowing water, which was about to escape his lips. He pulled Cullen closer and continued the kiss. Meanwhile, his fingers wriggled and pushed inward. The sensation of the lake water slightly seeping in was strange. Goosebumps kept rising. His body felt itchy.

Overwhelmed by the sensations from all directions, Cullen tried to regain his composure. Kiyen always pleased him, so he felt he should help Kiyen too.

Holding him tightly with one hand, Cullen lowered his other hand. His fumbling hand reached the lower part of the loosened robe.

He wondered how to touch him, but there was no need. Kiyen’s was already too large to be fully grasped. Touching it ignited a fire of excitement. A fire that wouldn’t go out even in the water. It was because Kiyen had lit it.

Realizing he was desired by him, Cullen felt like he was going mad. He hadn’t thought he would desire such an unfitting act while in his right mind, but if it was Kiyen, he could endure it.

It didn’t matter. He wanted to feel Kiyen soon. He wanted to see his face lose its composure.

His body responded to his desire. His inner walls twitched, tightening around the entering fingers. Instead of crying out, his whimpers made Kiyen’s erection even harder. The mere fact that he reacted to his touch made his head feel like it would explode.

The signs of Kiyen’s clear arousal were evident elsewhere. The fingers, which had been probing somewhat cautiously, now pierced deeply. The fingers pressed firmly against the thick prostate located deep inside.

Cullen, who had managed to suppress his moans, couldn’t suppress them at this action. A silent, rapid breath escaped him, and water surged in. Bubbles rose, and Kiyen, holding Cullen, shot up to the surface.

With a splash, Kiyen, who had shot up, immediately walked out of the lake. Holding Cullen in his arms, facing him, he looked up, panting. His long, wet hair, swept back, looked impossibly seductive.

With a flushed expression, he stepped onto the land with a squelching sound. Then, supporting Cullen with one arm, he threw off his robe, which began to dry as soon as they were out of the water. In the blink of an eye, his body was laid upon the robe. His white shoulder was caught in his field of vision.

“This feeling… haa…, it’s the first time… with you.”

Kiyen frowned, looking as if he couldn’t understand himself. Instead of replying, Cullen pulled him by the neck. With a face brimming with delight, Cullen pleaded,

“Whatever you wish… do it.”

In truth, it was what he wished for. Cullen instinctively writhed his hips. Everything he knew about sexual acts was only connected to Kiyen. Kiyen, looking down at him, swallowed a rough groan and leaned his upper body forward. Their bodies drew closer.

“It’s not because of Rodiak, so it will hurt.”

Anything was fine. He had always welcomed even pain from Kiyen.

“It’s okay, Kiyen-nim, please…!”

His urging body was pressed down hard. He could see the muscles, like sculpted stone, tense on his shoulders. A white arm, with veins showing, grabbed his thigh and spread it apart. Kiyen positioned himself between his thighs, stretched to their limit. His dazzling naked body showed clear signs of arousal.

“You always make that face… and urge me like that… you drive me…”

With a grinding voice, Kiyen moved. His erection, which had grown beneath the water, touched him from behind. The glans, rubbing against the dense folds moist with water, began to apply pressure slowly. His neck involuntarily arched back.

Kiyen’s erection, felt while in his right mind, was impossibly large. He knew it, he was experiencing it anew, yet a primal fear briefly surfaced.

He wanted to receive Kiyen and tried to relax his body, but it was difficult. With every push of the suffocating flesh, his hips rose. Kiyen let out a growling breath, seemingly displeased.

“Don’t run away, haa.”

“Ugh, hyeuk, it’s too, euk, big… how do I…, kkeuk!”

I felt the same way about not wanting to run, but my body was struggling. The glans, barely forced in, stretched the folds taut. Even wet, it felt like it would tear. It was a size that wouldn’t have been strange if it had happened sooner. The penis was too large for a human to take.

“Shhh…”

Water finally pooled on his panting face. Kiyen, noticing the physiologically induced tears, leaned down and kissed his eyes. His ferocity below was matched by his tenderness above, which was so Kiyen. A gentleness that pushed him away yet didn’t entirely cast him out.

Cullen fumbled, gripping Kiyen’s back. He dug his nails into Kiyen’s back to lessen the pain. Without a hint of discomfort, Kiyen pressed closer, as if enjoying it. As the penis pushed in further, his nails raked his skin fiercely.

“You’re crying, and I don’t know why, when I’ve given you what you like so much.”

Kiyen kissed his eyes several times, then his tear-streaked cheeks and ears. He felt a sense of calm. The rejection from the tearing opening remained, but Cullen took a deep breath and relaxed. Kiyen took that chance to slowly bury himself.

“Don’t cry.”

With those last words of concern, Cullen’s tension completely dissolved. He nodded. He lifted his upper body, pressed his lips firmly against Kiyen’s neck, and whispered softly.

“It’s because, Hhic, I like you, Kiyen-nim, that I’m crying, so you don’t have to worry, Haa, about me…”

The hand caressing Cullen paused. Kiyen let out a deep sigh, then bared his white fangs. Then, glancing at Cullen, who was clumsily kissing his neck, he dug his teeth into his firm shoulder.

“……!”

With a sharp pain, Cullen’s eyes flew open. Before he could even flinch and tense up, Kiyen moved first. He plunged into Cullen’s body, which had been relaxing.

With a ‘thwack!’ sound, the penis, driven in, pierced his prostate instantly. The familiar pleasure quickly spread within. The prominent glans ground fiercely against the swollen interior, mixing pain and pleasure.

“Ugh, hggh!”

His widely spread thighs trembled. The pleasure that shot up as his rear was penetrated made his back arch. Digging his nails in as if to tear flesh, Cullen shuddered. The throbbing sensation made his feet curl involuntarily. His tensed calves began to sway in time with Kiyen’s movements.

“Ah, haak, h, ggh!”

The wet interior was slightly stiff, but with each thrust and withdrawal, it began to soften and melt. His body naturally relaxed with the pleasure. The tingling sensation pooled and spread in his lower abdomen. He found it hard to suppress the sounds.

“H, haa, a, ng!”

Hearing his own moans while conscious felt strange. The high-pitched tone, so clearly penetrating, was awkward, and Cullen’s eyes snapped open. It felt unfamiliar and out of place. It was a sharp sound, as if from deep within, unlike his usual mid-low register.

The thought that Kiyen had heard such sounds before made his stomach churn.