By Zephyria 
HF 83
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With a man tilting his head as he pinned him down, Ho-yeon wondered if this was a dream. However, the sensations felt from below were vivid. He tried to pull away, asking what on earth he was doing, but a finger was lodged in a place where it should not have entered. He felt as though he might get hurt if he moved recklessly.
Ho-yeon struggled with his legs, pushing Cheon Mu-gyeong away with the soles of his feet. But how could someone like him move the hundred thousand great mountains? Fortunately, as Cheon Mu-gyeong withdrew his hand, a stinging sensation lingered below. Yet, incredibly, the now-empty space twitched with a sense of void.
It was as if he had been warming himself by a campfire in the middle of the North Sea only to be cast out into a blizzard; an overwhelming sense of longing rushed over him. Like a person in the throes of hypothermia, a desperate craving for fire filled his entire body, beyond his own control. Ho-yeon tried to tell him to get away, but his tongue felt frozen stiff.
As Ho-yeon half-convulsed in an attempt to reject Cheon Mu-gyeong, the man pulled Ho-yeon’s body into a full embrace. Ho-yeon’s entire body felt achy and throbbing, as if he were suffering from a severe bout of chills.
Bafflingly, he felt no pain where Cheon Mu-gyeong’s body touched him. Without realizing it, Ho-yeon wanted to curl up and sink deeper into his arms. Ho-yeon tried to hold out however he could. But his body, having just awakened from hibernation, ignored its master’s will and craved the heat.
The momentary clarity he had gained from the shock vanished, and a haze began to consume Ho-yeon once more. The more he tried to awaken his mind, the more a dull agony struck him, as if someone were driving a chisel into his head. Mu-gyeong stroked the back of Ho-yeon, who was moaning in pain.
“It’s because your blood vessels haven’t found their proper place yet.”
The mere sound of the voice flowing into his ear felt as if it were melting his body. Ho-yeon wanted to return to hibernation, but he could not escape the alien energy circulating within him.
It was Mu-gyeong’s yang energy that had awakened his sealed lower dantian. The moment the energy from him was cut off, the twisting of his internal organs—something he never wanted to experience again—began to start.
“It hurts, it hurts…”
Mu-gyeong embraced Ho-yeon, who was curled up in pain, as if completely enveloping him within his own body. Now that the surface was satiated, Ho-yeon felt the internal pain more vividly.
Having returned from winter sleep, Ho-yeon was like a frozen lake. The hot touch that had penetrated his interior was not mere contact, but a harmony that stabilized the balance of his body.
However, once Cheon Mu-gyeong’s hand left, it felt as if frost energy was condensing and swirling in the place where the yang energy had lingered, with thousands of times more pressure.
Ho-yeon instinctively craved the vanished yang energy. Without knowing, he was gripping Cheon Mu-gyeong’s hand tightly, as if it were the only spark that could melt his body.
Ho-yeon trembled, clutching him while half-sobbing. He should have just let me sleep. If he thought I was dead, he should have just left me behind.
Cheon Mu-gyeong gripped Ho-yeon’s hand in return. He felt as if he might be crushed by the grip emanating from the large hand, but Ho-yeon clung to him all the more desperately.
Heat shimmered from the man’s entire body. Come to think of it, heat was incessantly rising from the dozens of braziers placed around them. Had he not seen the frost-covered walls, he wouldn’t have known this was the North Sea. It was as warm as the South.
Mu-gyeong wrapped his large hand around Ho-yeon’s back and began pressing his lips against the nape of his neck. There was nothing cautious about it, but the heat blooming point by point from the touching lips was soothing Ho-yeon’s body.
Contrary to his desire to resist, Ho-yeon hugged the man’s head tightly with both arms. Since he could feel warmth even from the pitch-black hair, the tension in his body caused by the pain gradually drained away.
As Cheon Mu-gyeong said, because his blood vessels had not normalized, his mind was infinitely hazy. The man’s embrace was like a hot spring he had soaked in within the hundred thousand great mountains. Thus, it was languidly melting both Ho-yeon’s body and mind.
Even when the hand approached his slightly parted private area, Ho-yeon did not resist and offered his two legs. He thought he heard the sound of a tongue clicking. But Ho-yeon did not look at Cheon Mu-gyeong. His vision was entirely blurred anyway.
The moment Mu-gyeong’s finger drove deep inside, Ho-yeon spoke clumsily.
“Hngh, I’m… not glad to see you.”
As the frost energy suppressed inside melted away, a strange pleasure emerged.
“You’re not an idiot, so you shouldn’t be glad.”
With his eyes half-closed, Ho-yeon thought for some reason that his lips felt flushed. Then, as if whispering by his mouth, the man’s tongue entwined with his. Just as his lower part opened instinctively, his lips opened without resistance.
There was a time when he had the ambition to devour all of Cheon Mu-gyeong’s yang energy. He had failed then, but now, with his mind softened, Ho-yeon held Mu-gyeong’s cheeks with both hands and took in the energy in abundance. His lower opening also grew limp under the touch of the hand probing inside him. The tongue that filled his mouth was like sweet dew.
He was happy that the warm sweetness was soothing his interior, but he barely managed to pull his face away as he was suffocating.
“Haah, didn’t you say… this is something you only do with a lover?”
“That’s right… not you. But since you forcibly… took it. Ngh.”
His lips were blocked once again. The hands stimulating the inner walls increased from two to three, and the opening widened further.
“It’s only right that I… take it back too.”
“Is that so?”
“So… give it back…”
If you took it, give it back. It was mine. Ho-yeon panted with a sense of injustice.
If he were sane, he wouldn’t have tried to mix bodies as a means to steal energy, but he was in no state to reconsider his judgment. He was simply moving according to the instincts in his vacant mind. He wanted to make all of Cheon Mu-gyeong’s yang energy his own, as if it were his missing half.
“Then take it as you wish.”
Finally, a low voice dropped.
“This time, you devour it.”
Ugh! He abruptly withdrew his fingers and lifted Ho-yeon’s legs, placing one on each of his ears. The opening, which had been clamped shut, now bore a round mark from having held the large hand.
Mu-gyeong’s member was glistening, the glans drenched in the fluids he had leaked. He gripped his hard cock and brought it to the opening, which was redder than usual.
“Wi Ho-yeon.”
With his eyes closed, Ho-yeon’s lower part twitched repeatedly. He wasn’t moving by intention. But he wanted the hot lava to be poured into the void below once more. Only that thing, tapping and rubbing against his entrance, could fill him.
“Open your eyes.”
Cheon Mu-gyeong spoke, spreading his arms to trap Ho-yeon between them. His entire body was already overwhelmed since he had only just awakened. He was in a state no different from someone being forcibly dragged out of a nest during winter sleep. Now, he hated everything—the cold and the pain.
“Stubborn as always.”
Since childhood, he had been told he was too gentle, which was a problem in itself, but this was the first time he’d heard such a word. Even so, Ho-yeon didn’t even feel like arguing. He just wanted to take the yang energy.
He didn’t want to agree with Cheon Mu-gyeong’s previous comment that it was enough to just plunder it, but now he felt he understood. He wondered if it wasn’t enough for him to simply insert the member before his eyes. Ho-yeon reached out and gripped it.
It was then that he became conscious of Cheon Mu-gyeong’s rough breathing scattering in his ear. Plump! The massive root pushed through the private area exactly as Ho-yeon was holding it.
“Augh!”
Ho-yeon’s eyelids, which had been tightly shut, snapped open. Like someone who realizes the pain moments after falling, Ho-yeon’s face gradually distorted. The massive glans, which had stretched the opening beyond belief, was now seated within the inner walls.
Cheon Mu-gyeong’s breath was ragged. He too felt as if his cock was being squeezed by the inner walls. The back of his head was simmering so intensely that he wondered if his physical body might actually incinerate and vanish in this moment. No, it was different from that. If what burned the hundred thousand great mountains was hellfire, this was the fire of passion.
Every tendon in his body stood on end, and a fierce impulse to plunge deeper into Ho-yeon pushed his back. Just as he was about to thrust his hips forward.
Hngh… haaa.
Ho-yeon trembled beneath him, not knowing what to do. Ho-yeon’s hand was still gripping his member. In effect, he was blocking it with his hand to prevent it from entering further.
He consciously transferred more of his yang energy to Ho-yeon, soothing the trembling body. As he poured yang energy into Ho-yeon’s entire body, he also had to release demonic energy. He grinned, grinding his teeth, as he blasted away the massive dark-red energy so that it wouldn’t even touch Ho-yeon’s skin.
“I hope there’s no one in the North Sea who would dare stab me in the back.”
Why wouldn’t there be? Since he had even sent Jangun away, the Palace Master would be the first to do so if given the chance.
Ho-yeon was in less pain than before, but no matter how much he was soothed with yang energy, the pain coming from the lower part that had swallowed the massive root did not fade. However, as if following the logic of the union of yin and yang, Ho-yeon’s inner walls tried to greedily swallow his member however they could.
“Ahh-ngh!”
As Mu-gyeong moved his hips, his buttocks were crushed against the hand gripping the cock. Even though Ho-yeon was holding it, Mu-gyeong’s cock was already half-buried.
“Don’t let go.”
Then, Mu-gyeong wrapped his own hand around Ho-yeon’s. Looking into the blue-gray eyes where bewilderment and confusion lingered, he whispered lowly.
“I’ll just pretend you’ve placed a mystical seal on my cock.”
In that state, he thrust his hips upward with a thud.