By Zephyria 
Vasily looked at me with eyes demanding an answer, seemingly unaware that his words were self-deprecating.
I vaguely averted my gaze in front of this self-proclaimed and publicly recognized bastard. When I refused to answer for a long time, Vasily stopped asking, as if he had given up on getting a response.
“Hng…”
Just then, a finger entered my hole. I instinctively frowned at the unfamiliar sensation of a foreign object.
“Relax. Unless you want to get hurt.”
Even after hearing Vasily’s warning, I didn’t relax my lower body at all. Instead, I glared straight at him, causing Vasily to let out a scoffing laugh as if I were pathetic.
Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, I tried to subtly pull my body away, but his finger began to move back and forth slowly, as if telling me that was out of the question.
“Ugh…”
Using the semen I had ejaculated as lubricant, Vasily began to open up my back. Regardless of whether I was struggling or not, he focused solely on widening the hole by curving his finger.
I grimaced at the touch that blatantly rummaged through the narrow opening.
In the midst of that, another finger entered. I clenched my teeth harder and twisted my waist.
“Ugh, ah… wait, slowly… ngh!”
“I’m already going slowly.”
Slowly, my foot… Contrary to his words, a third finger was entering my lower body.
I could feel the hole stretching tight. Long, cold fingers pressed against the inside. Because his touch kept searching for and stimulating sensitive spots, I began to feel a strange sensation.
An act that I used to pray would end quickly because it was painful and unpleasant now took on a completely different form. Erotic moans kept leaking from my mouth, as if I were expecting him to do more.
I shook my head violently, denying the excitement that was gradually growing inside me.
It’s probably just because it’s my first time having Vasily open me up with his hands, so it feels unfamiliar. Yes, it’s just that the sensation of cold fingers softly stimulating the inside feels strange.
“Ngh…”
Without warning, the fingers slid out.
As I caught my breath, feeling the emptiness below, something touched my hole. A pillar that felt like cold glass or hard metal.
The moment I realized it was Vasily’s penis, the familiar yet unfamiliar object forced its way into the narrow opening.
“Hup…”
I arched my head back and gasped. The pressure was incomparably tighter than the fingers, making it hard to breathe properly, but Vasily brushed back my hair, smiled, and muttered.
“You said you’ve done this, but you’re this tight.”
Heat rushed to my face. His tone made it sound as if I had lied out of sheer bravado.
“I really have… hup…”
I snapped my head up to retort, but Vasily pressed his lips against mine, blocking my mouth.
Vasily swallowed my lips softly and entwined his tongue with mine. Coldness and heat mixed as tongues and saliva exchanged.
While my attention was stolen by the tongue rummaging through my mouth, Vasily began to move his hips.
“Ack… hng…”
Strained moans naturally leaked out due to the tightness.
“Does it hurt?”
“Ngh… of course it does when something like this enters the body, haah!”
“Just bear with it for a bit. I’ll make you cling to me and tell me it feels good soon.”
“What… ugh…”
Vasily began to move his hips in a slow, grinding motion. I closed my eyes tight, feeling as if my internal organs were being crushed by the massive pillar.
Something like this is going to feel good? No, there’s no way. I was enduring the pain of being rummaged through, hoping it would end quickly…
“Hic!”
Suddenly, a specific spot was pressed hard, and a sharp pleasure pierced through my body. Startled by the unfamiliar sensation, I snapped my eyes open. As soon as my vision cleared, I saw Vasily looking down at me with a satisfied smile.
“Do you like it here?”
“Hng… there, I don’t…”
“Your bottom is twitching, saying it likes it.”
“Ah! Hng!”
A moan so sweet it surprised even me flowed through my throat.
I hurriedly covered my mouth and swallowed my breath. I tried to hold back the sound, but every time my body shook, moans gasping for pleasure leaked out regardless of my will.
I bit my lip hard to desperately block the sound. A metallic scent of blood lingered in my mouth, as if my lip had torn.
Seeing this, Vasily softly licked my lip. When I still didn’t open my mouth, he frowned slightly as if dissatisfied, and then drove his penis in forcefully.
Thud!
“Augh!”
My head snapped back, and my mouth flew open.
“Ngh! Hng…”
Sounds began to leak out again, and I tried to close my mouth in a hurry, but Vasily didn’t give me the chance, moving his hips violently. Every time my body shook, moans I couldn’t suppress continued to flow.
I gripped the blanket within reach, trying somehow to steady my violently shaking body. The soft fabric crumpled between my fingers, but that couldn’t stop my body from being tossed around haphazardly.
“A little, hng… just a little slower… ah! Augh!”
I couldn’t believe that I was the one underneath Vasily, letting out unsightly moans.
It was strange. Compared to the torture-like guiding that repeated before the regression, the only difference was the foreplay, yet that alone made me unable to keep my senses.
“Ngh! Hng! Ah, there… ngh…”
I heaved my body and panted heavily. The penis that roughly scraped the inner walls and then immediately pushed deep, the stimulation that accurately brushed against sensitive spots while thrusting hard, and the sensation of piercing through places that shouldn’t be touched—it all felt like it was rummaging through my head.
Vasily pushed me without giving me a single moment to hold onto my reason. The thought that I wanted to escape this pleasure, which grew without knowing its limit, dominated my mind.
Without realizing it, I moved my hand downward…
“You can’t do that.”
I was stopped by a firm hand.
Flustered that my hand wouldn’t budge, I pulled my arm. However, the cold grip holding my wrist would not let me go.
“Hand, ngh! Let go of my hand…”
“Haa…”
“Let go of this, you crazy bastard…”
What was important to me right now was to release the excitement that had swollen up. I even muttered a curse, but Vasily didn’t even pretend to hear, letting out a satisfied smile.
He moved his hips while keeping my wrists bound. I struggled, trapped in a pleasure that hadn’t reached its peak.
“Ah, augh! Ngh! Haa-ugh!”
A strange feeling was coming. My arched neck stiffened, and my curled toes trembled.
If there were just a small trigger, even just the stimulation of brushing against the blanket, I felt like I could go. I shook my hips and twisted my body, but no matter what I did, I couldn’t reach the climax.
Thud!
“Haugh!”
Just then, Vasily thrust his hips up hard.
Feeling the penis pressing strongly against the inner wall, I threw my head back. My body froze, and reflexively, the legs wrapped around Vasily’s waist tightened.
As I tightened my back strongly, Vasily’s movements stopped. But I had no luxury to notice that.
I opened my mouth wide and trembled. An intense pleasure pierced through my entire body. From the front, which hadn’t even been touched, an opaque liquid gushed out.
My vision blurred. I couldn’t regain my senses from a pleasure I had never felt in my life.
“You already came.”
“Ngh… hng…”
“We can still do more, right?”
Vasily asked me while pressing his hips down firmly. Feeling the hard pillar poking deep inside, I shuddered and desperately shook my head.
“N-no more…”
“You came here saying you’d do guiding, so you can’t stop already, Guide Kwon Gi-dam.”
“Hng…”
Just as my eyes were about to close from the lethargy that followed the wave of intense pleasure, Vasily vibrated his hips finely.
Because my body had become even more sensitive after just reaching a climax, my waist twisted involuntarily. Moans burst from my mouth once again.
The act, once started, continued without knowing its end until the sunlight dimly filtered through the curtains.
* * *
“Uuu… ugh…”
My whole body hurt as if I had been beaten.
My body was shivering from the cold, and my head was throbbing. In the midst of that, the world was spinning, perhaps because I had a fever.
Right… exactly like a severe cold.
Feeling that my physical condition was unusual, I struggled to open my eyes, and the first thing I felt was a sense of suffocation. Turning my head, I saw Vasily asleep, hugging me.
‘Was it because of this…’
Vasily’s arm was wrapped around my waist, and our bodies were pressed tightly together without a gap.
Sighing inwardly, I felt the back of my neck. The area where the suppression chip was located was, as expected, burning as if it were about to explode.
Even while my entire body hurt terribly, I instinctively thought I needed to take my medicine quickly and escaped from Vasily’s embrace. Fortunately, the deeply asleep Vasily let me go easily.