Fake Concubine 60

Those ​eyes ​did ​not ​seem to be ​directed ​at ​Song ​Seol. ​Yet, he didn’t seem ​to ​be looking at ​anything else either; ​he ​was ​simply ​vacant.

Song ​Seol ​frowned slightly. He ​knew ​it ​was inevitable since ​he had released his ​Chromatic Scent, ​but he ​would have ​preferred to ​see ​a ​spark of intelligence ​in those ​eyes. Yes, for instance, ​an expression like the ​one he had shown ​when facing ​the ​sea at Yesung Port…

‘Ah… so this ​is what the sea ​smells ​like.’

‘Have ​you ​perhaps ​never seen the ​sea before?’

‘Yes.’

‘You’ve ​never ​seen the sea?’

‘Yes, ​I ​have never seen it.’

As he ​spoke, Moon ​Hee-yul ​had taken a ​deep ​breath, ​filling ​his ​chest. The ​sea ​breeze had ​billowed his clothes. Because of that, Moon ​Hee-yul had looked ​like a free ​butterfly with its wings ​spread wide.

That ​image, shining under ​the ​transparent sunlight, was ​vivid in his ​mind. Yet ​at ​the same ​time, ​a seed ​of ​doubt grew—wondering ​if ​such ​a thing had ​actually ​happened.

“…….”

Song Seol ​paused ​his ​caresses ​of Moon Hee-yul and retraced his memories.

It was an undeniable fact that he had gone to Yesung Port with Moon Hee-yul. It was also true that the other had never seen the sea until then. Yet strangely, the memory felt faded. It was odd, considering it hadn’t been that long ago.

For some reason, he felt uneasy, but there was no way to find the cause. Then again, do memories not distort slightly over time? He had to simply think that and let it go.

“It hurts…….”

A fragile moan snapped Song Seol back to his senses. He spoke as if it were absurd.

“I haven’t even done anything yet, so why the exaggeration?”

“But down there…….”

Song Seol lowered his gaze. He wondered what it was, and found that Moon Hee-yul was half-erect. It was hard to see clearly in the dark, but the outline was distinct.

“……Ah!”

When Song Seol intentionally gripped him roughly, he let out a short moan. Far from loosening his grip, Song Seol slowly stroked down the shaft.

“You’re not in pain; you’re aroused.”

“Hic, ugh.”

Moon Hee-yul sobbed. Though he looked as if he were truly in pain, his member was steadily increasing in volume. It was the same for Song Seol.

“Ah, n-no, I don’t want this…….”

“If you don’t want this, tell me now. What is your secret?”

He said it, but in truth, Song Seol didn’t really care. Of course, he was curious about Moon Hee-yul’s secret, but for now, enjoying that body was the priority.

Song Seol grabbed Moon Hee-yul’s legs and spread them. As he rubbed his member between those buttocks, Moon Hee-yul pleaded tearfully.

“There is no such thing as a secret. So please, don’t do this, please…….”

“It seems you still have no intention of confessing.”

At the indifferent response, ‘Moon Hae-min’ bit his lower lip hard. He had to think of something quickly. A way to escape this situation.

Physical resistance was impossible. The difference in physique between himself and Song Seol was too extreme. As for pleading, it seemed it wouldn’t work at all.

“……Ugh!”

Just then, Song Seol pushed inside without so much as foreplay. Moon Hae-min frowned at the sensation of being stretched painfully. The hole, which had already been overworked recently, felt even more stinging.

“Ah, it hurts, hic……!”

Song Seol thrust his hips up violently. Despite having just inserted himself, he was already in a heightened state, as if they were in the middle of a passionate act.

The thick head crushed against the inner walls. In his heart, he wanted to flee to avoid this, but in reality, the best he could do was squirm beneath Song Seol.

“Augh, ……hng.”

Moon Hae-min groaned. It hurt as if his body were being split in two. And yet, it felt good. Every time the head brushed against his sweet spot, his toes curled instinctively. That fact made Moon Hae-min suffer even more.

“I hate this, ha, I hate…….”

This was sheer torture. The most effective torture to uncover Moon Hae-min’s secret.

‘Do you happen to know what the most effective method of torture is?’

‘……I do not.’

‘It is doing the very thing the other person hates most.’

If that were the case, wouldn’t he stop if he didn’t hate this act terribly? His mind, with only a sliver of reason remaining, eventually came up with such a thought.

Just then, Song Seol caressed his chest. The touch, which had been moving softly enough to tickle, suddenly changed, painfully teasing his nipples.

“Ngh, it hurts, I don’t…….”

The words “I don’t” slipped out unconsciously. Moon Hae-min quickly shut his mouth. After a brief hesitation, he carefully whispered.

“……I-I like it.”

“What do you like? The caressing of your chest, or the filling of your hole?”

Moon Hae-min vaguely glossed over it.

“Just, everything…….”

“Aha, everything.”

The corners of Song Seol’s mouth curled up. Because of the candlelight, shadows cast over his face, making it a dark and eerie smile.

“I’m glad you like it. I shall strive to make it even better.”

He thrust his hips up. With every movement of the member, the tender inner flesh was pulled upward. It forced the narrow inner walls open. But the pain was momentary.

“Hic……!”

The head struck the sweet spot repeatedly. As if his promise to strive wasn’t empty words, Song Seol was obsessively targeting only Moon Hae-min’s weak points. His body trembled at the tingling pleasure.

When he instinctively tried to close his legs, Song Seol grabbed the insides of his thighs and pushed them outward. He pressed his lower body even closer, until the member was buried completely to the root.

“Hng, ugh, it feels good……. Please stop now……!”

“You say it feels good, yet you tell me to stop; you’re contradicting yourself.”

“I-I really have nothing I’m hiding, hic.”

Moon Hae-min uttered a sweet lie. He felt no guilt. He had no room for such things right now.

“Whether you’re hiding something or not, I have no intention of stopping now.”

“You are too cruel…….”

Wasn’t this different from the original agreement? In truth, Song Seol had [unauthorized copy]never promised to stop if he said it ‘felt good,’ yet Hae-min suddenly felt sorrowful. As he [visit our site]gasped for air, trying to hold back the rising sobs, Song Seol asked.

“So, do you hate it? To the point where you absolutely cannot bear it?”

“…….”

He didn’t. He was simply afraid of the results this act might bring; the act itself was bearable. Rather, he felt a sense of self-loathing because the pleasure was too intense.

In any case, every sensation was excessive. Pleasure and pain, sadness and shame, and even greed overflowed. To the point where it was difficult to endure alone, Moon Hae-min simply clung to Song Seol’s neck.

“Haa…….”

“If you speak honestly, I won’t push you further today.”

Song Seol offered, pretending to be generous. Normally, he would have been suspicious of the phrase ‘today,’ but the current Moon Hae-min had no such luxury.

“I-I don’t hate it.”

“Only that much?”

Song Seol slammed into him as if driving a nail. The member pressed hard against the most tender spot. Moon Hae-min arched his back at the pleasure that felt as if it were melting his brain.

“I-I like it……!”

Though the words were forced out by Song Seol’s coercion, they weren’t a lie. Moon Hae-min let out a sorrowful moan. He could have endured it if it were only painful, but since the electric pleasure was ceaseless, there was no way to resist.

“I like it, ah, too much, hic!”

Moon Hae-min moved his hips while hugging Song Seol’s neck. If it was only to this extent, then yes. Since he had already made a mistake once, perhaps this much was okay. The moment he reached such a rationalization, Song Seol exhaled a hot breath.

Moon Hae-min realized that Song Seol was also in heat. Subsequently, he remembered what happened when a yang-person went into heat. A sudden sense of crisis washed over him.

“A-ah, you mustn’t, My Lord.”

“You said you liked it, and now you say you mustn’t. Which tune am I supposed to dance to?”

“It’s not that, it’s just, ugh, knotting is not allowed…….”

The act itself was already dangerous, but if knotting occurred, the possibility of a child would increase significantly. This was what Moon Hae-min truly feared.

“A-ah, you can’t. If you knot…… a child…….”

Terrified, Moon Hae-min shed tears. Even in this state, he was embarrassed to show himself crying, so he buried his face in Song Seol’s chest. Of course, that didn’t mean Song Seol wouldn’t notice he was crying.

“……Ha.”

Song Seol glared at the crown of ‘Moon Hee-yul’s’ head. If he was doing this on purpose to try and stop the act, it was a success. His excitement had cooled instantly.

Nevertheless, Song Seol did not stop his thrusting. This insolent Eumin, if nothing else, was quite a good physical match for him.

“It seems you don’t want a child?”

The moment he asked, Song Seol realized. The reason why Moon Hee-yul loathed the act. He did not want a child.

“Ridiculous. Do you think I want one? I also have no intention of seeing a child from you.”

“…….”

Moon Hee-yul, who had been sobbing for a while, went quiet. Had he been relieved? Finding it pathetic and absurd, Song Seol clicked his tongue.

However, Song Seol did not know. That the words he had just uttered had left a wound in ‘Moon Hae-min’s’ heart. That a wound inflicted in a moment of lowered guard stings even more was something Song Seol did not know.

“Hic…….”

Every time Song Seol thrust, a dull sound echoed as flesh met flesh. His movements grew faster, and the sound of colliding skin became increasingly wet.

After a while, he suddenly pulled out. Before he could even feel [stolen content]the aftermath of the unauthorized copythick, long thing that [visit our site]had filled him leaving, semen splattered across his stomach. Song Seol had ejaculated.

Rather than thinking the ejaculate was dirty, Moon Hae-min first felt a sense of relief. At least Song Seol hadn’t ejaculated inside him. So…… yes, a pitiful child that neither he nor the other wanted would not be born.

That was the only consolation in this long night.