By Zephyria 
Unable to endure the tightness clamping down on him any longer, Mu-gyeong drove his hips forward.
“Augh…!”
Ho-yeon grimaced deeply and grit his teeth at the sudden pain of his private parts being forced open. The curve of his eyebrows following that distorted expression was agonizingly beautiful.
As if possessed, Cheon Mu-gyeong reached down and pushed away the furrowed space between Ho-yeon’s brows. In truth, a deep frown was etched onto his own forehead as well. The pressure on his cock was considerable, matching how tight Ho-yeon felt.
Their first sexual encounter had not begun by Ho-yeon’s intent, but this time, Wi Ho-yeon had accepted Mu-gyeong himself. To think that someone who claimed such things were only for lovers would surrender his lower body out of sheer pity. Cheon Mu-gyeong’s jaw tightened. How was he any different from those orphans?
And yet, he didn’t want to let go of the white body in his arms; wanting to delve deeper inside, he thrust his hips forcefully. At the impact, Ho-yeon’s mouth fell open, and his red tongue trembled. Mu-gyeong pressed their lips together deeply, mirroring the depth of his penetration.
Ho-yeon shuddered, feeling as if he were being split in half, and tightened his muscles repeatedly. Unaware that this only served to stimulate Mu-gyeong further, he gasped as he accepted Cheon Mu-gyeong, who filled him completely from top to bottom.
A pillar of fire scorched the inner walls, and he felt a strange sensation as if his lower dantian were sinking downward to accommodate the other man. Unlike the tender opening, the inner walls—which had already formed a path along Cheon Mu-gyeong’s cock—were as narrow as could be. The thick glans didn’t even pretend to knock; it plunged straight in.
“Augh!” Ho-yeon dug his fingers into Cheon Mu-gyeong’s forearm, blinking in disorientation.
“Is… is it not all the way in yet?”
It certainly felt like it had entered completely, yet he couldn’t feel Cheon Mu-gyeong’s pubic hair against his buttocks. Ho-yeon felt an indescribable shame and strangeness at himself for having such lewd thoughts.
Furthermore, he felt his breath hitch at the sight of Mu-gyeong looking down at him. The red eyes staring straight at him didn’t hold the gaze of a beast as they had before. It was as if instinct and reason coexisted within him. Or perhaps they were fighting a fierce battle to claim dominance.
Ho-yeon found it truly strange. It shouldn’t be possible, but it felt as though Cheon Mu-gyeong were looking at him with precious care. However, since he had no way to express how this differed from before, he simply dismissed it as his own delusion.
Yet, the frown on Mu-gyeong’s face tickled his heart in a peculiar way. It was truly bizarre that while his lower body was in pain, his chest felt ticklish.
When Ho-yeon tentatively reached for Mu-gyeong’s forehead, Mu-gyeong snatched his wrist firmly. He licked Ho-yeon’s scratched hand and took it into his mouth, soothing the wound. Perhaps… it was these things that made him delusional.
As Ho-yeon flinched, Mu-gyeong’s tongue grazed his fingertips. Every single thing provided an excessive stimulus.
Mu-gyeong tried to be patient, waiting for Ho-yeon’s convulsing walls to grow accustomed to him, but the moment the tongue grazed him, that patience became useless. Even the lower dantian deep inside was leaking energy, urging him to come further. Without hesitation, he slammed his hips toward the place that kept pulling him in.
“Haa-ut!” A sharp cry of pleasure burst from Ho-yeon’s lips. His wide, blue-grey eyes shook, unable to focus properly. The thrust was so sudden and violent that a cough escaped his throat. A fire was being lit instantly within his frost energy-filled lower dantian.
Ho-yeon groaned, continuing to tighten his grip below. Using the hand that had been thoroughly licked by Cheon Mu-gyeong, he clung tightly to him, pulling his lower abdomen in. Even so, because he was gripping Cheon Mu-gyeong’s cock, his belly protruded slightly.
“Haa, stop tightening so much. Are you trying to keep me from moving?”
With his cock buried up to the root, Mu-gyeong remained still, as if held by a leash. While the inner walls sucked at the pillar, a surge of thin fluid burst from Ho-yeon’s genitals.
It was something Ho-yeon couldn’t control, as if his body continued to crave the other’s yang energy. It was no different from him playing with himself below while tightly gripping Mu-gyeong’s cock. Unaware of how he appeared, he mumbled with a loosened tongue, “Not yet… you can’t move yet.”
The inner walls squeezing him with such intensity made the veins in Mu-gyeong’s temples bulge. Can’t move. As Ho-yeon repeated the same words, Mu-gyeong drove himself deep inside and then pulled his hips far back. The inner walls and the stretched opening clung tightly to the shaft.
As he plunged back in with a wet thud, the squelching sound was obscene. It was because the pre-cum Mu-gyeong had leaked had soaked various parts of Ho-yeon’s inner walls. Moreover, the semen Ho-yeon had previously ejaculated was tangled in with it.
The thick veins etched along the shaft continuously rubbed against the sensitive spot, and the glans, large enough to force his mouth open, acted as if it wanted to crush his lower dantian.
Due to the violent hip movements from the start, Ho-yeon could do nothing but pour out endless moans. His lower body, which had been tightening haphazardly because it couldn’t keep up with the speed of the entry and exit, gradually softened under the harsh tempering. Mu-gyeong continued to tease the opening with the glans before inserting it fully.
Folded in half, Ho-yeon couldn’t even swallow his saliva properly under the force of Mu-gyeong’s powerful thrusts from above. Ho-yeon’s firmly raised testicles were repeatedly crushed by the rough movements before returning to their shape. The hip movements were so fast and impatient that the rounded balls felt as if they were being struck, so he covered them with his hand.
“It hurts, it hurts…!”
Having been hit repeatedly in his most vulnerable spot, Ho-yeon moaned sorrowfully. Mu-gyeong exhaled a rough breath, knelt, and lifted his hips. Since even the testicles were pale white, a single mole visible between his fingers stood out clearly.
When Mu-gyeong reached for it, rather than being wary, Ho-yeon simply let go of the hand covering his balls. Cheon Mu-gyeong was excited enough to grind his teeth, but he barely restrained himself, merely rubbing the small mole with his thumb.
“Did you know you have a mole here too?”
The spot his thumb rubbed was exactly where the mole was dotted. With hazy eyes, Ho-yeon repeated Mu-gyeong’s words.
“I have… a mole there?”
Ho-yeon looked down, but all he could see was his own cock, suffering along with the movements, and Cheon Mu-gyeong’s contoured abdomen. Suddenly, the reality that he was sharing intimacy with the man hit him with vivid clarity. Mu-gyeong, feeling Ho-yeon tighten around him once more, pulled his testicles tight.
Instead of folding Ho-yeon in half, he kept his waist upright as he moved through the inner walls. If before it felt like he was being stabbed from top to bottom, this time it felt as if the cock were climbing all the way up to his throat. Ho-yeon gripped his own cock with both hands as it slapped against his belly during the rough insertions.
As if something had broken, transparent fluid occasionally leaked from his urethra. However, the pleasure coming from the opening was greater than that of the genitals he was holding, and he welcomed the tingling sensation provided by the testicles enveloped in Mu-gyeong’s hand. His perineum also stung from being rubbed by Mu-gyeong’s pubic hair, but Ho-yeon did not tell him to stop.
I like it… it feels strange. Inside, it’s too big… it’s strange that it doesn’t hurt.
Ho-yeon let out honest words as if intoxicated by an aphrodisiac. Cheon Mu-gyeong kissed him repeatedly, as if trying to devour every word Ho-yeon uttered.
“But… ha-eup, it’s too fast.”
The request to slow down disappeared back into Mu-gyeong’s mouth. Since their lips were pressed together, Ho-yeon was in the same folded position as before, pressed down by Mu-gyeong. Nevertheless, Ho-yeon reached out with both arms and hugged him tightly.
“Inside… if you keep doing that, h-eut, what if it gets raw?”
The inner walls wrapping the cock softly and plianlty were already more swollen than they had been at the start.
“Wi Ho-yeon.”
“Yes.”
Ho-yeon answered meekly.
“Spirit medicines are scattered everywhere.”
Ho-yeon laughed softly.
“How can spirit medicines be scattered everywhere? I’ve never seen that…”
“Do you think there is any spirit medicine I cannot obtain?”
“…….”
To be honest, he couldn’t deny that. Ho-yeon wondered what spirit medicine had to do with his insides getting raw, but he figured there must be a good one for it. Though it was his lower body being thrust into, even his mind seemed drenched in pleasure. As the heat Mu-gyeong provided didn’t stop at the surface but filled his core, his expression naturally relaxed.
To have such a hot memory in a place like this, Ho-yeon almost told Mu-gyeong about his past. Because he could not betray his promise to the ice dragon, Ho-yeon opened his mouth to meet Mu-gyeong’s lips so that his inner thoughts wouldn’t leak out.
With the resumed insertions, Ho-yeon’s moans were delivered directly to Mu-gyeong. His testicles were crushed and flattened countless times just like before, but now he felt no pain. Without knowing whether what he was spurting out was semen or something else, Ho-yeon couldn’t even gather his senses.
“Huu, didn’t you say you only do this with a lover? And yet, you give your body away out of pity?”
Cheon Mu-gyeong growled lowly, thrusting his hips powerfully.
“It’s not… pity. I told you it’s not. Ha-eu, since I’ve done it with you o-once, a second time is fine.”
“Your method of calculation is astounding.”
“You… huu, it’s not like you’re going to be lovers with me anyway.”
Toward Ho-yeon, who was exchanging rough breaths, Cheon Mu-gyeong drove his cock in with a loud thwack. Ho-yeon’s head snapped back, and his lifted chin trembled.
“If we become lovers.”
Mu-gyeong whispered, biting the rounded curve of his chin.
“What would change if I became lovers with Wi Ho-yeon?”