By Zephyria A Teasing Taste (1)
Baek Ryeo-il thought that sexual acts were nothing.
After all, weren’t they just physical acts?
Baek Ryeo-il was confident in anything involving the body. To him, tonight was nothing more or less than a medical procedure to heal the other person’s body.
At least, that was the case until the two of them sat facing each other on the bed.
“……”
When his gaze reached Seong Mu-yeon’s gaunt shoulders, for some reason, Baek Ryeo-il swallowed hard.
“Master Baek?”
“Yeah, lie down.”
Seong Mu-yeon hesitated before lying down on the bed, his back against it. The way he darted his eyes around made him seem quite uneasy.
As Baek Ryeo-il began to undress him, Seong Mu-yeon raised his hand to cover his eyes. A resigned voice escaped him.
“Let’s just do it quickly and get it over with.”
“That’s what I was planning to do.”
Contrary to the cold voice he spat out, Baek Ryeo-il was inwardly restless. His heart had been pounding like crazy since a while ago. Even though he hadn’t been running.
‘Why am I like this?’
Baek Ryeo-il recalled the contents of the ‘Art of the Bedchamber’.
This was one of the practices to remove impurities and purify the body through the proper harmony of yin and yang.
Therefore, they had to approach it with reverence.
He regained his composure that way, but seeing the pale skin made his heart start racing again. Baek Ryeo-il sat down between his legs.
Something sparkled on his chest as the candlelight flickered. It was a small gold necklace. Baek Ryeo-il unconsciously reached out and gently lifted the necklace.
“What’s this?”
A lotus flower was embossed on the flat, circular necklace.
“It’s a memento from my mother.”
After saying that, Seong Mu-yeon quietly added.
“……I’m really dying, you know. Please do something quickly. It’ll be dawn at this rate.”
“Ah, okay.”
Baek Ryeo-il put the necklace down and poured the prepared scented oil into his palm.
He had practically memorized the entire book, so there were no problems with the procedure. He knew well how to do it correctly without causing harm. That’s why he was confident.
But contrary to his thoughts, his hands trembled when the moment actually arrived.
Am I nervous?
Me?
No way?
Baek Ryeo-il scoffed and reached out towards the secret place.
“Just a moment.”
Seong Mu-yeon placed a cold hand on his chest.
“What? What is it now.”
“……There’s no other way, so I have no choice but to do this, but after tonight, this never happened.”
Baek Ryeo-il shrugged.
“Okay.”
“And one more thing.”
Baek Ryeo-il, dissatisfied with his constant hesitation, raised his eyebrows. Seong Mu-yeon hesitated for a moment before saying with a miserable heart.
“Tonight’s events are nothing more and nothing less than treatment. Do you understand?”
“What else could it be? Don’t tell me, you think some kind of feelings will develop between you and me?”
Baek Ryeo-il coldly scoffed and continued.
“I guarantee you, that will never happen, even if I die and come back to life. I don’t even like anyone to begin with……. No, even putting that aside, anyone but a member of the Demonic Cult. Especially since you’re the Cult Leader’s son, so even more so.”
Seong Mu-yeon nodded in relief at the vehement reaction. Thank goodness. Baek Ryeo-il was the person who hated the Demonic Cult the most in this world, no matter what anyone said. He could be sure that nothing would happen where his heart would follow just because their bodies had mingled once.
“Then that’s fine.”
Seong Mu-yeon closed his eyes again as if he were dead and lay down. Baek Ryeo-il felt inexplicably annoyed.
The very fact that a member of the Demonic Cult dared to have such absurd fantasies about him was an insult to him.
As if taking revenge for hurting his feelings, Baek Ryeo-il reached straight for his groin without any preparation. Seong Mu-yeon flinched and gathered his legs at the touch of another’s hand.
“Ugh, cold…….”
The trembling felt from the man lying below was immediately transmitted. Baek Ryeo-il felt as if he was suffocating for a moment. His mind was so dizzy that he couldn’t even think properly.
What’s wrong with me? Get a grip.
But he soon regained his composure and grabbed Seong Mu-yeon’s knees, raising them.
“Endure it.”
He unconsciously clenched his jaw as he tried to wake himself up from the daze.
He recomposed himself and reached down again. The gap between the round buttocks touched his sticky palm.
He was soon able to find the tightly closed hole. Without hesitation, he pushed his finger in, and Seong Mu-yeon’s thighs stiffened. But he didn’t push it away, so he gained courage and pressed even deeper.
‘It doesn’t seem to hurt.’
Only then did he barely relax a little and raise the corners of his lips.
Of course. Who do you think I am?
The sensation transmitted through his finger was strange. It was hot, wet, and constricted his finger.
“……”
No conversation passed between the two while he widened the path. Seong Mu-yeon was just biting his lip and enduring the moment, and Baek Ryeo-il was…….
Thump, thump, thump.
‘…….’
His heart was pounding wildly, and his face was flushed. Even his center was throbbing with blood rushing to it.
He had learned the mental cultivation method to purify the mind, but that also depended on the practitioner’s heart. If a person had many lewd desires in their heart, the mental cultivation method could not completely block those desires. But Baek Ryeo-il had never been interested in that area in his life.
He thought he was a little different from others. But it was only today that he could confirm it. That he, too, was just an ordinary person led by instinct.
Every time a low groan escaped from Seong Mu-yeon, who was lying beneath him, his head spun. It felt like his vision was gradually blurring…….
Meanwhile, Seong Mu-yeon shuddered at the unfamiliar foreign sensation. It didn’t hurt. It just felt strange. It felt like he was nauseous, and he just wanted this moment to end quickly.
Then, suddenly, he opened his eyes at a strange sensation flowing down his abdomen and saw dark drops of blood sliding down. It was blood that had fallen from Baek Ryeo-il’s nose.
“M-Master Baek……! You’re having a nosebleed.”
“Ah.”
Only then did Baek Ryeo-il realize that he was having a nosebleed.
“First, let’s stop the bleeding…….”
“It’s okay.”
Baek Ryeo-il roughly wiped his nose with one hand. Then he grabbed Seong Mu-yeon’s arm and pressed down on him, putting his weight on him.
“I’m putting it in.”
As the blunt glans pressed down, the narrow hole slowly opened.
“J-Just a moment! Ugh……!”
It hurts.
Tears welled up in his eyes. It felt like his body was splitting in two.
Seong Mu-yeon distorted his face in pain and glanced down, only to freeze.
Baek Ryeo-il’s manhood was of a size that defied common sense. In contrast, his own pathetic thing was limp on his stomach, unable to muster any strength.
“……T-There’s no way that’ll fit. Ugh!”
“……Relax.”
Harsh breaths burst out as Baek Ryeo-il opened his mouth.
“Easier said than done, aagh……!”
In any case, Baek Ryeo-il steadily entered. Seong Mu-yeon thrashed like a fish out of water. Then Baek Ryeo-il, as if annoyed, grabbed both of his arms and tied them above his head.
Seong Mu-yeon was unable to check the progress after that. Baek Ryeo-il had leaned his body against his shoulder, obscuring his vision.
He felt wet breaths on his neck.
“……Master Baek?”
“……Too tight.”
Lips mumbled against his skin.
Hot breaths from Baek Ryeo-il were constantly bursting from his shoulder.
“……I’m going crazy.”
Baek Ryeo-il was using his genitals for the first time in his life. The feeling was so good that it was hard to put into words.
As he pushed himself into the narrow gap, the warm, wet inner walls sucked him in as if drawing him in.
But Baek Ryeo-il was the only one who felt that way, and Seong Mu-yeon felt a little different. It was so painful that he even had the illusion that Baek Ryeo-il was trying to kill him. He was dizzy and his head was spinning, and he didn’t have the energy to feel if it had gotten better.
Baek Ryeo-il’s manhood, which he had glimpsed, was almost a weapon.
But Seong Mu-yeon had no choice.
It was the same whether he died this way or that way, so he had no choice but to endure with tears in his eyes.
The inside, which no one had ever invaded, was tight because it had not been broken in. As it became more difficult to enter, Baek Ryeo-il pulled out a little and then slowly pushed back in, increasing the depth.
He could feel everything with the mucous membranes that touched as his manhood went in and out. He could also feel how hot and hard Baek Ryeo-il’s was.
“Sob.”
Seong Mu-yeon let out a sob. The only thing he could do was to hold onto the man’s shoulders that were draped over his body and endure.
Sensing his tension, Baek Ryeo-il whispered lowly, asking.
“Does it hurt?”
Seong Mu-yeon nodded urgently.
“I, I didn’t know it would hurt this much…….”
“Is that so?”
“R-Rest for a bit……. Master Baek? Ugh.”
Baek Ryeo-il continued to dig into him without stopping. He moved very slowly, but he never stopped. No, it seemed to be getting deeper and faster.
“Ah, ugh……! Master Baek, Master Baek!”
Seong Mu-yeon no longer cared about his pride or anything else. He gasped as if he was about to suffocate and grabbed Baek Ryeo-il’s shoulders. His fingernails dug into his flesh.
He felt like he couldn’t hold on any longer.
“S-Stop……. Master Baek! Aagh.”
Despite Seong Mu-yeon’s pleas, Baek Ryeo-il paid no attention and calmly recomposed his rough breaths, muttering.
“It’s so warm, inside you.”