By Zephyria 
Ho-yeon froze, his entire body stiffening amidst a tingling sensation. Cheon Mu-gyeong gnawed on his jaw again, as if urging him to answer.
If they became official partners… what would change?
It was an unexpected question. Ho-yeon struggled to breathe, his chest tight from the presence of Mu-gyeong’s pillar filling him, as he tried to wake his dazed mind.
“Haa… for a lover, of course, I’d cherish them and treat them well.”
“Don’t you treat everyone well anyway?”
Wi Ho-yeon was the kind of person who had gifted a hand-embroidered blindfold to Abok, despite not having spent much time together.
Hng… Even though he had entered to the point where their pubic hair rubbed harshly together, Cheon Mu-gyeong was still greedy for more depth. The pleasure of his thick glans repeatedly stabbing and gouging into his lower dantian made Ho-yeon pull his folded legs even closer to himself. It was as if Ho-yeon, too, was greedy for Mu-gyeong’s cock.
The hole gripping the cock stretched further, nibbling at him. Now, it was not the curse of the fire dragon, but the stimulation provided by Wi Ho-yeon that caused heat to rise throughout Cheon Mu-gyeong’s body.
“The Eumbyeol Hall, Chief Han’s servants… I’m fair to everyone.”
Speaking as if chewing the words, his hip movements became more violent as he pulled back and thrust forward. Fair? He felt sorry for Abok, but the children of Eumbyeol Hall were far more precious. And how could they be compared to a partner?
“I cherish Abok too, ha-eut… but the children of Eumbyeol Hall are more… to me… ah!”
Ho-yeon barely managed to make an excuse before letting out a sharp scream as Cheon Mu-gyeong’s movements crashed over him like a tidal wave. It was because Mu-gyeong had wrapped both arms around Ho-yeon’s body, pressing down with an unbearable weight.
As his body was compressed further, it felt as though the genitals were pushing against his entire abdomen, and sparks flew before Ho-yeon’s eyes. Although the glow-stones embedded everywhere only emitted a dim light, it felt as if lightning was striking in front of him.
“Ah-heut!”
Mu-gyeong’s cock didn’t just push against the lower dantian; it pierced through to the inner depths that rarely opened. A shock followed as the qi sea point was violently excavated. The stimulation of having the place where qi converged stirred up by a penis was terrifyingly overwhelming, yet it clashed with a desire to be further ruined by the pleasure pouring through his entire body.
Mu-gyeong drove the head of his cock in viciously, as if asking why he needed to know the name of some servant, making nothing but wanton moans spill from Ho-yeon’s mouth. The frost energy of the lower dantian sucked him in as if it couldn’t let Mu-gyeong go, and he violently shook the qi sea point, which was no different from a sea of qi.
Ha-euk, euuu… With his life completely in Cheon Mu-gyeong’s hands, Ho-yeon gasped for air. His pale face had turned bright red due to the lack of oxygen. Yet, perhaps because he was naturally gentle, or perhaps because he was weak to pleasure, he simply hugged Mu-gyeong back with both hands without any resistance.
When Mu-gyeong released the pressure on his body, Ho-yeon let out feverish breaths—haak, haak. His heaving chest and convulsing lower abdomen were laid bare under Mu-gyeong’s gaze.
His penis, half-erect and weakened from the previous ejaculation, lay sprawled across his smooth, hairless pubic bone. When Mu-gyeong gripped the clear penis—which looked as if it had never been touched—and rubbed the front, Ho-yeon twisted his body, telling him to stop. The urethra being rubbed by the thumb was excessively ticklish.
As he twisted his upper body, the inside holding Mu-gyeong’s cock was squeezed as well. Because of that, Mu-gyeong’s grip tightened, and Ho-yeon screamed, leaking a thin fluid.
“Ah, it hurts…!”
With Cheon Mu-gyeong already being so strong, his face was full of grievance because he was being so relentless with his cock.
“So, what’s the difference?”
Contrary to his rough tone, Mu-gyeong’s hand moved quite tenderly, soothing Ho-yeon’s cock. At the warm touch masturbating him, Ho-yeon’s drooping eyes sank even more softly.
“For… for a lover, I’d treat them… ha-eut…! I’d treat them so well that they’d… they’d envy nothing in the world.”
Though his eyes were hazily unfocused, his lips moved chatteringly.
‘I am different from the Cult Leader. Even if I gain power, leave this place, and take over the Divine Cult, I will surely cherish the one who becomes my companion so that they envy nothing in the world.’
That was the vow Cheon Mu-gyeong had made before attaining enlightenment in the demon-taming cave. He let out a hollow laugh at Ho-yeon’s ambition, which was identical to his own at thirteen. His own vow had grown so old and faded that he couldn’t even recall how he felt that day, but Ho-yeon’s resolve was completely raw.
A crumbling laugh escaped the corners of Cheon Mu-gyeong’s mouth. It wasn’t a sneer, which made Ho-yeon ask curiously.
“Why… what about… what about you?”
“I am different from the Cult Leader.”
Ho-yeon’s eyes filled with more confusion, wondering what on earth he was talking about since he was the Cult Leader, but that too soon vanished. Mu-gyeong lay back on the snow leopard pelt and pulled Ho-yeon on top of him.
As the insertion deepened, Ho-yeon spread his hands and pressed down on Mu-gyeong’s abdomen. He was inwardly impressed that not a single finger mark remained on the pressed skin.
Mu-gyeong, kneeling, suddenly grabbed both of Ho-yeon’s legs, which were trying to avoid the deep union. “Uat!” Ho-yeon, landing on his buttocks, hurriedly reached back to grab Mu-gyeong’s thighs.
Both of his ankles were held, one in each of Mu-gyeong’s hands. Positioned entirely on top of Cheon Mu-gyeong, Ho-yeon groaned like someone with a stomachache. Looking down unconsciously, he saw his abdominal skin bulging roundly along the length of the pillar.
How could this… this… be like this. Ho-yeon turned pale and tried to pull his waist away, but with his legs held, he couldn’t move an inch.
He had thought it was as large as a python, but now that the massive thing felt as if it were about to burst through his stomach, his mind went blank. As if to blow away such thoughts, Mu-gyeong nibbled on his ankle bone, which resembled a colorful fruit. At the same time, he began to thrust his hips up sharply. Ho-yeon leaned his upper body back as far as possible, supporting himself with the hands gripping Mu-gyeong’s thighs.
“Ha-eu, it’s too… too deep.”
Cheon Mu-gyeong gnashed his teeth at the feeling of Ho-yeon’s hands continuously kneading his thighs. With every thrust, Ho-yeon’s penis swung back and forth, sometimes slapping against his abdominal skin. Even though that trivial movement couldn’t possibly reach the cock inside him, it felt to Mu-gyeong as if even Ho-yeon’s penis was stimulating him.
As the walls of his flesh were frantically gouged, Ho-yeon thought he heard the sound of a beast growling in his ear. In an instant, their positions were reversed, and Ho-yeon found himself lying face down on the pelt, followed by Mu-gyeong’s cock pressing thickly against his buttocks. Lying flat with his legs extended, Ho-yeon blinked repeatedly.
Having pulled his cock out, Mu-gyeong began to ejaculate. Ho-yeon trembled at the heat of the semen soaking past his spine and up to the nape of his neck. The hole, which had been gripping the cock tightly and was now empty, swelled plumply and began to peck at Mu-gyeong’s pillar during the ejaculation.
The beast-like sound he had heard earlier was coming from the man who pressed his body close and licked his ear. Because Cheon Mu-gyeong’s excitement was transmitted directly, Ho-yeon hunched his shoulders. However, Mu-gyeong slid one arm inside and held Ho-yeon firmly.
Ho-yeon had no way of knowing why he had ejaculated outside. However, given that the volume of ejaculation was as substantial as the size, he thought it was a relief that it was outside.
Even after finishing, the still-heavy penis remained pressed between Ho-yeon’s buttocks. The slightly open hole repeatedly sucked in and released the bumpy shaft of the cock.
As Cheon Mu-gyeong slowly moved his hips, the entire pillar rubbed against the hole as if tasting it. Perhaps it was Ho-yeon’s underside that was licking Cheon Mu-gyeong’s cock.
“Why, why…”
It was just as Ho-yeon was about to ask if it was over.
Ho-yeon, gripping the arm wrapped around him with both hands, parted his lips blankly. It was because he could still see the script engraved on the forearm. It had certainly faded more than at first, but the strokes were still vivid.
As Ho-yeon unconsciously scratched at the script with his fingernails, the large glans plunged deep into the hole with a thud. Not even a scream could escape his open mouth. As Mu-gyeong tightened the arm around his shoulder, Ho-yeon’s cheek was pressed flat, and it was total chaos.
Ha-eup, huu, eu… Ho-yeon parted his lips, trying somehow to breathe properly. As if protesting against Cheon Mu-gyeong, who had pinned him down, he bent his calves and entwined them around Mu-gyeong’s legs.
“You’re… you’re heavy…”
Every single movement of Wi Ho-yeon was a strong stimulus to Cheon Mu-gyeong. Instead of pressing Ho-yeon down so he couldn’t breathe, he lifted his body and gripped both buttocks.
The white buttocks gripping the cock looked overflowing. His hair, dampened by semen and scattered haphazardly, embroidered his spine. Ho-yeon turned his head with difficulty and muttered.
“You… you don’t know how heavy you are, so you keep… hng, you’re so heavy.”
“It’s inevitable, since I’m carrying the hundred thousand great mountains.”
The moment he saw the curve of Mu-gyeong’s lips, Ho-yeon couldn’t help but tighten his grip below.