By Zephyria 
Plunge. In one swift motion, the glans was shoved deep into his inner walls. His breath hitched instantly. It felt as if the world had stopped. His vision turned white. Ah. His brain was melting, white stars bursting.
He regained his senses only after a finger forced its way into his mouth. As a thumb pried his lips apart, the breath he’d been holding finally rushed out.
“Ah, hah, huaa! Aah!”
A moment later, a terrifying pleasure washed over him. His body trembled violently. His lower abdomen clenched wildly, convulsing.
“Ah, hik, ugh, …ah?”
Sa-young’s stomach was soiled with thin semen. His member was still inside him. Then whose semen was that…?
Before he could think further, the thumb probing his mouth pressed down hard on his tongue. Their eyes met. Pupils swirling as if to devour him. Simultaneously,
Thump, the cock rammed into him again from below. Eui-jae’s hips jerked upward.
“Ah, ah!”
“Fuck, seriously….”
Sa-young gnawed on Eui-jae’s ear as if pouncing on him. The speed of his thrusting hips grew faster and faster. Each time their skin slapped together, it made a squelching sound of bodily fluids.
“Hyung, did you… did you come as soon as you thrust? Seriously, ha….”
“I, ngh, can’t, I’m, going, huaa! Aht!”
“I know, ah, fuck…. Haa, it’s the first time, but ever since I felt it with my prostate… I should have realized….”
“Ugh, uuung, huuuugh!”
“So fucking lewd… huh? Hyung, you’re really lewd….”
Thump, thump, thump. With each impact of the cock against his inner walls, thin fluid trickled out from his member. Eui-jae could no longer keep his back straight. He wobbled and collapsed forward onto Sa-young’s body. Sa-young’s arms wrapped around his waist.
“You know, Hyung….”
As he fell forward, the angle of the penetration changed. It was the prostate area, tormented countless times by fingers before. Huaak. His body, anticipating the approaching pleasure, stiffened rigidly. The inner walls gripping the cock convulsed.
“When you hold it in and then do it….”
No, Eui-jae panted, rubbing his forehead against Sa-young’s shoulder. Sa-young bit his earlobe.
“Really, feels good… ngh, Hyung, you’re, really hot inside, you know? Huh?”
The thrusting speed increased further. Thump, thump. The glans persistently targeted and pressed against only the prostate. His member was being rubbed between Sa-young and his own lower abdomen. Despite having climaxed twice already, it was rising again. His brain was melting into a soggy mess. The pleasure wouldn’t end.
“Ah, uk, Sa-young, ah, stop, uung!”
“Huh, Hyung…. Here, does it feel good? Every time I thrust, hht, it clenches so tight.”
“Stop, I, I’m going again, ah, aah!”
Words—whether pleas or something else—mixed with moans and spilled out uncontrollably. Sa-young rubbed his lips against the nape of Eui-jae’s neck.
Thump! The cock struck his prostate forcefully. Ah! Eui-jae’s back arched roundly. Thin fluid gushed from his member, dirtying his stomach and chest. Simultaneously, the cock buried deep within his inner walls pulsed, pouring out hot semen. Ah, aah. Even that unfamiliar sensation translated into pleasure. Eui-jae grabbed Sa-young’s shoulders and shook.
“Ah, huu, uuuugh….”
“Hyung, your face crying like this…, ahaha, it’s lewd. Cute….”
A black tongue licked his cheek. Only then did Eui-jae realize his eyes and cheeks were damp with wetness. Not tears of pain or sorrow. They were tears shed from being unable to withstand excessive pleasure.
Sa-young kissed his cheek and whispered.
“Let’s do it a little more…. Huh?”
The cock buried inside him had already hardened again. Why is this crazy thing getting hard already? Eui-jae’s curse was prevented from leaving his lips thanks to the overlapping kiss.
His vision blurred. With a dazed mind, Eui-jae, swaying as Sa-young moved, made a resolution. Never again trust Lee Sa-young’s “a little more.” This bastard doesn’t know what ‘moderate’ means.
Squelch. His member spewed out thin semen. But the hips thrusting from behind didn’t stop. Eui-jae clutched Sa-young’s arm.
“Ah, hik, I came, I came, huaa, aht! Ah!”
“Uung… just a little, more.”
“I came, I said, you crazy, ah, uk, no, uuung!”
Once more, thin fluid plopped onto the tile floor.
Once the reins were loosened, Lee Sa-young didn’t stop. The lovemaking that had begun in the entryway without even removing shoes continued, shifting locations.
Twice in the entryway, then moving to the sofa because his back hurt—once there, then once bent over the kitchen table while going to drink water because his throat was dry, and now. When he said he wanted to wash because he felt sticky….
“Ah, Sa-young-ah, let’s, rest a bit… do it, huaaht!”
Now, once at the bathroom sink. In real-time.
Thump, thump. With each in-and-out of the cock, the semen Sa-young had released flowed out, trickling down his thighs. Now, the sound of sticky bodily fluids smearing and colliding was louder than the sound of flesh slapping.
Eui-jae gripped the sink, panting with his upper body bent over. If he applied force incorrectly, the sink would surely shatter to pieces, so he couldn’t even hang on properly.
Sa-young lifted his inner walls with his cock, embracing his waist and pulling his upper body upright. His other hand cupped Eui-jae’s chin and cheek.
“Let me see your face, Hyung?”
“Ah, hh, why, ah!”
“Your face right now, it’s so lewd….”
Their vague figures were reflected in the mirror fogged with heat. Beneath damp, disheveled ash-gray hair, a flushed, wet face and blue eyes unfocused with pleasure. Damn it. Eui-jae tightly shut his eyes. A tender kiss landed on his cheek.
“See? Your face is all red….”
“Shut, up….”
“Uung…. Is it hard?”
“Of, course it’s hard….”
Eui-jae’s voice was hoarse and cracked from the countless moans he’d let out. He grabbed the wrist of the hand cupping his face. On Sa-young’s firm arm, bruises in the shape of his grip were clearly visible.
“I’ve, huaaht, come more than, hahk, ah!”
Thump! Once again, the cock thrust into the deepest part of his inner walls. Ah, seriously. Making it impossible to speak…! Without even a chance to voice his complaint, his body honestly reacted to the pleasure. Eui-jae threw his head back, trembling violently.
“Ah, uung, stop…!”
“Huh, that’s right…. Then, let’s finish this and rest a bit.”
A black tongue licked his cheek. You said that back in the kitchen too, you bastard. Just as an indignant Eui-jae was about to snap back, a black finger traced near his navel. It wasn’t a hand supporting his upper body, but a touch with a different purpose. Rather, his skin reacted sensitively to the unfamiliar sensation. Each movement of the fingers made his taut abs tense.
“Hmm….”
Sa-young moved his fingers slowly, watching their reflection in the mirror.
The black finger rubbed below his navel.
“About this far…. Will it go in?”
“Don’t, joke….”
“Uung, I think it might go in….”
The palm pressed firmly against his lower abdomen. Ah, huaak, his blue eyes flew wide open.
“Huaa…!”
Eui-jae’s chest swelled. No, this is. Really weird. His already full stomach was compressed, bringing a sensation different from the familiar pleasure. Closer to the urge to urinate than pleasure. A warning light flashed in his mind.
Euiijae urgently grabbed Sa-young’s hand.
“Wait, don’t press, it’s weird, uk!”
His hips moved again. This time, instead of thrusting forcefully, he pushed it into the deepest spot and pressed firmly against the inner walls. Added to that was the pressure from the hand compressing his stomach.
“Huaaht, ah! Ah! Hit, no, uung, aah!”
Eui-jae clung to Sa-young’s arm, gasping. An intense sensation was building. No, this is weird. The cock that had filled him inside scraped his inner walls as it pulled back. And then,
It struck the peak sharply.
Squelch.
Ah, no sound resembling a moan came from his gaping mouth. Only the sound of deflating breath. Instead, clear fluid streamed out from his member. Ah, aah. His body jerked as if hiccupping.
“Ah, hik, ugh, uung, weird, ah, ah!”
It felt like his brain was melting from excessive pleasure. Sa-young tightly embraced his Hyung, whose eyes were unfocused and body trembling with convulsions.
“You’re beautiful, J.”
With a mind sinking heavily, Eui-jae thought.
No, you’re dead….
\ \ *
When he opened his eyes, it was already dark outside. Had he been washed while he slept? His body, which had been sticky with semen and various fluids, felt clean and fresh. He was properly dressed in the short-sleeve t-shirt and sweatpants he usually wore as pajamas.
Eui-jae got out of bed and stood on the floor. He moved his body a little. Aside from residual muscle aches and slight fatigue all over, there didn’t seem to be any major issues.
‘Long live being S-rank.’
To be able to get up like this after all that chaos. Eui-jae was sincerely grateful for his sturdy body and recovery ability. Just then, the door opened. Sa-young entered holding a black plastic bag.
“Ah, Hyung.”
Eui-jae checked his eyes first. Fortunately, the crazed eyes had returned to normal. Sa-young scanned Eui-jae’s body.
“Is your body okay? I thought you wouldn’t be able to get up for a while, so I bought porridge and medicine.”
Sa-young shook the bag as if to show it. Eui-jae smiled gently.
“Right, Sa-young-ah.”
He sat on the edge of the bed and gestured.
“Hyung has something to say.”
Sa-young ambled over, sat beside him, and began massaging his shoulders. Whether he knew his fault or was just doing it, Eui-jae wasn’t sure. Anyway, it felt good.
Cha Eui-jae clasped his hands together, choosing his words for a moment.
“Since my Awakening, this is… the first time I’ve fallen asleep as if passing out from just physical exhaustion, you know?”
“Uung.”
“Nothing to say?”
Sa-young rolled his eyes and spoke.
“…Hmm, I’m sorry for losing control and pushing too hard.”
Hmm. Eui-jae nodded. A pretty good start.
“And?”
“It felt too good.”
Hmm. Hmm? Eui-jae’s head tilted slightly. Well, yeah. It’s a relief he enjoyed it. Eui-jae enjoyed it too. The problem was it was a bit excessive.
“…And?”
“You were so fucking lewd.”
Uuum? Eui-jae narrowed his eyes. He was starting to wonder if he should keep listening to this.
“…And?”
“This time was the first, so I couldn’t control myself. Next time, I’ll control myself. I’ll watch Hyung’s condition.”
Sa-young rubbed his cheek against Eui-jae’s palm. Well, yeah. This much is fine. Eui-jae pulled him into a hug and flopped down onto the bed.
The king-size bed in the bedroom was one Lee Sa-young had meticulously selected and purchased. He chose a sturdy bed frame and mattress that could withstand considerable impact, or so he said. Sa-young wrapped his arms around Eui-jae’s waist, burying his face in the nape of his neck. Soft hair tickled his neck.
Eui-jae patted Sa-young’s back familiarly. Since when had it become? Since when had getting used to sleeping like this, holding each other? Now, he’d miss this bulky figure clinging to him if it weren’t there.
Even he, who couldn’t sleep well every night, could sleep deeply only when beside Lee Sa-young.
…Still, he had to say it.
“Sa-young-ah.”
Eui-jae whispered while patting Sa-young’s back.
“From now on, let’s do it only three times a week.”
And then deftly used his arm to suppress Sa-young, who tried to bolt upright from his embrace.
“What are you talking about. Let go of this, right now.”
“Uh uh, okay. Three times a week.”
“Cha Eui-jae!”
“Hey, where do you think you’re calling your Hyung’s name so casually.”
Eui-jae skillfully subdued the growling Sa-young and thought.
Moderation is best in everything. Moderation.
“Hyung!”
…Hmm, is three times too little? Should I just make it four?
Cha Eui-jae was weak only to Lee Sa-young. As always.