By Zephyria 
“Now that I think about it, I feel a bit wronged.”
Seong Mu-yeon crawled across the bed on his knees.
“Wha—what?”
Sensing danger, Baek Ryeo-il slowly backed away.
“Do you know how sturdy this rope is? I don’t know what it’s made of, but it’s a truly excellent piece of equipment. Wouldn’t it be unfair if I were the only one to experience something so precious?”
How could he not know?
Baek Ryeo-il had spent every day tying Seong Mu-yeon with that very rope, only to be counterattacked one day and find himself tied up instead. He still vividly remembered the panic of realizing the rope was sturdier than expected and that he couldn’t break it with his own strength.
“L-let’s not do this. I was wrong. I won’t do it again in the future, so…”
Seong Mu-yeon began to tie his arms to the bed.
“Do you dislike it? I told you I disliked it too, but it seems you don’t remember…”
Baek Ryeo-il twisted his body weakly, but Seong Mu-yeon ignored the timid resistance and continued his work.
Seong Mu-yeon held grudges for a long time. He was the type of person who never forgot something he had suffered and would chew over it again and again to find a way to pay it back.
Baek Ryeo-il was well aware of Seong Mu-yeon’s personality, so he couldn’t resist strongly. Even if he managed to get through this safely, Seong Mu-yeon would keep today’s events in his heart and wait for an opportunity for revenge whenever it may come.
By then, he might have to pay a price that had multiplied to an unbearable degree.
“All done.”
Seong Mu-yeon gave the rope a light tug to see if it was tied securely. It was tied very firmly.
Then, he sat lightly across Baek Ryeo-il’s abdomen and admired his handiwork.
With both arms tied above his head, Baek Ryeo-il’s firm chest was exposed through his loosely open robes.
“How does it feel to be on the receiving end after always doing whatever you wanted?”
It was a disadvantageous position, leaving his vital spots completely exposed. Furthermore, with the movement of his arms restricted, the tension doubled.
As Baek Ryeo-il’s eyes darted around anxiously, Seong Mu-yeon wore a satisfied smile.
“Now that I’m the only one providing the ‘seals’ for the dojo, shouldn’t you answer me properly?”
He leaned down and whispered into Baek Ryeo-il’s ear. His hands were gently stroking the lean, firm sides of Ryeo-il’s waist.
Baek Ryeo-il swallowed hard. The position was uncomfortable. However, the situation of being unable to move created a strangely novel excitement.
“Hmm?”
Feeling something hard poking his buttocks, Seong Mu-yeon looked down. A member that had grown even larger than before was standing erect, as if it would pierce through his trousers.
“It seems you unexpectedly enjoy this sort of thing.”
Seong Mu-yeon stroked his member a few times with a suggestive gesture, then abruptly pulled his hand away. As the subtle stimulation suddenly vanished, Baek Ryeo-il looked up at Seong Mu-yeon with a vacant expression.
“But I can’t give it to you so easily.”
“What… do you want!”
Baek Ryeo-il breathed heavily.
“What do you want me to do for you? You have to tell me exactly so I’ll know.”
“…”
“Eh, if you don’t want to, then forget it.”
“Seong Mu-yeon…!”
As Seong Mu-yeon started to rise as if he were going to stop, Baek Ryeo-il’s face flushed red, and he growled his name through gritted teeth.
“Hmm? That’s strange. Why is it getting even bigger? Do you really like this? Should I do this for you once in a while?”
Baek Ryeo-il wanted to protest that he didn’t. However, since the blood had rushed down and he was swollen to the point of bursting, he lacked any persuasiveness.
He felt wronged. It wasn’t that he was excited by Seong Mu-yeon’s control.
Whenever he mixed bodies with Seong Mu-yeon, intense pleasure always followed, and his body knew it. Baek Ryeo-il could get hard just by recalling that sensation.
But because Seong Mu-yeon teased him by giving and taking away, the anticipation for the coming pleasure soared to its limit.
Just as appetite is strongest when waiting and anticipating the taste before eating food.
Baek Ryeo-il’s muscles twitched all over his body, wanting to satisfy the urge immediately. Consequently, the ropes tying his arms strained with a creaking sound, and even the bed frame groaned.
“Wha—what. You’re not actually trying to break the ropes with strength, are you? Now, that’s really not allowed.”
Fortunately, the ropes did not break.
However, Baek Ryeo-il’s patience was pushed to the limit. Seong Mu-yeon, seemingly intent on seeing this through to the end, merely looked at Baek Ryeo-il with an innocent face, as if he knew nothing.
“…Give it to me.”
Eventually, he opened his mouth in a state of desperation.
“Pardon? What was that?”
“I said, touch me!”
“You should have said so from the start.”
Seong Mu-yeon grinned. Seong Mu-yeon himself was also highly aroused, his skin flushed red. Seeing as he had endured his own desires just to hear those few words, his tenacity was truly impressive.
“Ugh…”
The fruit obtained after a long wait was infinitely sweet.
As Seong Mu-yeon gripped his genitals over his clothes, Baek Ryeo-il grit his teeth at the sudden surge of an impending orgasm.
His suppressed moans stimulated Seong Mu-yeon. Seong Mu-yeon’s touch became urgent. He pulled down Baek Ryeo-il’s trousers and pressed his own member against the one that had popped out.
“Haa…”
Seong Mu-yeon gripped and shook both shafts. His face flushed red, and his heated breath added to the intensity.
“Ah… it feels good.”
Baek Ryeo-il tilted his head back and surrendered his body to the pleasure that finally poured out, as if quenching a thirst. Unrefined breaths and moans leaked continuously from between his teeth.
As always, Baek Ryeo-il had no composure. However, Seong Mu-yeon was already adjusting the stimulation while observing his reactions.
He enjoyed it by slowly building the tension so that Ryeo-il could fully savor it before reaching the climax.
“Does it feel good? Like this?”
“Ngh… ah, yes.”
A low chuckle mixed in between the gasps.
That night, Seong Mu-yeon discovered several weak spots that could completely subdue Baek Ryeo-il. Stimulating the urethral opening at the tip of the glans caused him to ejaculate too quickly, so it was better to hold back until the final moment. However, when pushing hard, pressing down on that spot would leave Baek Ryeo-il senseless, overwhelmed by pleasure to the point that his jaw trembled.
Besides that, his thighs were particularly sensitive.
But nothing could compare to the moment he entered Seong Mu-yeon’s body and the hot inner walls wrapped around him without a single gap.
Seong Mu-yeon aligned Baek Ryeo-il’s member with his opening and slowly lowered his hips.
Baek Ryeo-il was anxious at the slow speed of insertion. However, watching Seong Mu-yeon’s face change as the insertion deepened was a different kind of stimulation.
Thanks to their encounter the previous day, Seong Mu-yeon’s body was somewhat loosened, but the first insertion was always burdensome.
“Haa…”
Seong Mu-yeon narrowed his brow, struggling to adapt to Baek Ryeo-il’s size as he gradually increased the depth.
“Hng…”
The moment the insertion became quite deep and the blunt tip of the glans pressed against a certain point inside, Seong Mu-yeon’s shoulders trembled. Simultaneously, the inner walls tightened strongly around Baek Ryeo-il.
Seong Mu-yeon’s member, which had become limp after several ejaculations, stood erect once again. Transparent fluid dripped from the tip.
It felt good, but honestly, it was overwhelming. He felt as if he would lose control due to the excessively strong stimulation.
Unable to bear it, Baek Ryeo-il subtly lifted his hips. However, Seong Mu-yeon stopped him by slapping his chest.
The pleasure that had felt intense at first gradually dulled as it was repeated. His heated body craved even stronger stimulation.
“Haa… haa…”
Seong Mu-yeon increased the speed of his hip movements. Soon, deep insertions continued to the point where their groins collided with a slapping sound.
However, as he approached the climax, the strength left Seong Mu-yeon’s legs, and he collapsed, unable to maintain the momentum. Because of this, he couldn’t heighten the pleasure beyond a certain level and remained at a mediocre intensity.
“Want some help?”
Seong Mu-yeon gasped and glanced down at Baek Ryeo-il. He too was anxious due to unfulfilled desire. Blood circulated through his entire body, making his veins bulge, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.
Seong Mu-yeon pondered for a moment. Far from the level of pleasure he wanted, his energy was gradually draining. At this rate, he felt he wouldn’t reach the climax even if they stayed up all night.
Eventually, when he gave a light nod, Baek Ryeo-il began to thrust upward as if he had been waiting.
“Ngh, ugh…!”
Hot heat surged instantly. Even with his arms tied, Baek Ryeo-il accurately crushed the spots Seong Mu-yeon felt and pulled back.
Baek Ryeo-il could easily make Seong Mu-yeon lose his reason.
Seong Mu-yeon’s mind turned white with pleasure. His body, unable to maintain balance, swayed precariously as if it would collapse.
Eventually, Seong Mu-yeon collapsed onto Baek Ryeo-il’s chest.
“Ah. Ahhh…!”
As if the tied arms were frustrating, the blood vessels in Baek Ryeo-il’s eyes stood out.
Crack.
He pulled his arms irritably, and soon, with a chilling sound, the top board of the bed where the ropes were tied was ripped away.
Still, the ropes were intact.
Baek Ryeo-il shook off the pieces of wood tied to the ropes as if they were a nuisance. Then, he flexed his arms and applied strength. The taut ropes went snap, snap, breaking strand by strand, before finally splitting apart completely.