By Zephyria 
Vasily had the corners of his lips curled up in a satisfied expression. I had hoped he would press me for answers about whether my memories had returned, or interrogate me about who I had mistaken him for… but this? This wasn’t supposed to happen.
A red light flashed in my head. I felt it would be best to retreat until I could grasp the situation.
While Vasily was momentarily distracted, I stealthily pushed myself up. Thinking this was my chance to escape, I tried to swing my legs out of the bed, but my calf was suddenly grabbed.
“Where do you think you’re running to?”
“Wait, let go for a second and let’s talk—”
“Talk. I’m listening.”
Vasily draped both of my legs over his shoulders and took my erect penis into his mouth. Because my lower body was thrust into the air, I had a clear view of my member sliding into his mouth.
“Do—don’t… ngh!”
Vasily began to lick me even more insistently than before. The combination of the cold, wet sensation of the tip of his tongue and the visual stimulation intensified the arousal my brain was receiving.
I turned my head away and squeezed my eyes shut. I did it to avoid seeing my penis sliding in and out of his lips, but blocking my vision only made my physical senses more acute, which backfired.
The wet sounds and the endless stimulation rising from below turned my mind blank. Then, something long and slender entered between my buttocks.
This time, it was easy to guess what it was. A finger.
“Ugh… ah…”
“Relax. Unless you want to get hurt.”
“No, hng…”
The cold finger pushed open the narrow hole and slid inside.
Having something enter my backside usually felt nothing but unpleasant. I twisted my body in repulsion, but as it synchronized with the stimulation from my penis, a strange feeling began to wash over me.
“Ah… ngh…”
My hips kept twitching, and my legs tensed up.
I arched my head back as waves of pleasure crashed over me relentlessly. To hide my disheveled expression, I covered my face with one hand and gripped the blanket with the other.
My thighs instinctively closed, tightly squeezing Vasily’s head as he buried his face between my legs. I struggled and twisted my hips this way and that, but Vasily paid no mind, focusing solely on sucking my penis.
“Wait… I think I’m going to… ngh!”
Feeling the rapid onset of ejaculation, I hurriedly tried to push Vasily’s head away. However, his soft silver hair only ruffled beneath my palm; Vasily didn’t budge.
“Ah, hng… ugh!”
My mouth fell open and my back arched. I felt my penis shudder as it released semen into Vasily’s mouth.
After the intense wave of pleasure passed, the tension that had stiffened my body vanished all at once. As my thighs released their grip on his head, Vasily finally let me go.
Vasily spat the semen I had ejaculated into his palm. My face flushed hot seeing how thick and sticky it was.
“It’s thick. Haven’t you been relieving yourself alone?”
“Haa… hng…”
“I guess it felt so good you can’t even answer.”
Because I had held it in until the limit before ejaculating, a powerful sense of lethargy followed the climax. I lay there, barely able to breathe, unable to do anything. All the strength had drained from my body; I couldn’t even move a single finger. Vasily’s voice continued to ring in my ears, but none of the words registered.
Then, Vasily gathered my legs and lifted them up. While I was panting weakly, unaware of what was happening, something positioned itself between my thighs.
The thick, hard sensation made me think it was an arm at first. But as I struggled to look down, I saw a penis pushing through the flesh of my thighs.
“Ngh… what are you doing!”
I struggled, suddenly faced with another man’s member, but it was useless since my ankles were held. As if to calm my shock, Vasily murmured in a composed, soothing voice.
“It’s been a while, so I think it’ll take too long to loosen up your hole, and I’m in a bit of a hurry… I’ll just use this spot today.”
Thwack!
Before Vasily could even finish his sentence, he thrust his hips upward forcefully. The penis sliding between my thighs grazed my skin painfully.
For a moment, it felt as if the member was going to reach my eyes, and I instinctively flinched and turned my head away. Vasily let out a short laugh at the sight and began moving his hips again.
The penis sliding between my thighs was so cold and hard that it felt like a frozen piece of ice. No, it would have been better if it actually were ice. Then it would have melted the moment it touched my hot skin and become slippery.
Every time my dry thighs were rubbed, it stung. The sensation of the cold pillar entering and exiting my feverish, overheated body was vividly transmitted.
“Ngh, hng…”
The sound of flesh rubbing and penises colliding loudly echoed through the room. One side was hot and the other was cold; even though it was just friction, the excitement grew rapidly.
One would think the friction of cold skin would cool me down, but far from it, I grew hotter and hotter, fueled by arousal.
It was strange. I should have felt disgusted and unpleasant, but for a while now, I had been floundering, unable to escape the pleasure. The sensation of it rubbing strongly against my thighs and the stimulation of our members colliding only served to excite me.
Yes, it was my body that was strange. The pleasure I was feeling now wasn’t actually my own sensation, but rather my body—which had supposedly been in a relationship with Vasily—remembering this act. On top of that, the sexual desire that had accumulated from long abstinence was exploding all at once. I was absolutely not succumbing to pleasure of my own will.
“Haa…”
Once that thought occurred to me, the repulsion vanished, and I surrendered my body to the blooming pleasure.
I reached down and lightly gripped my penis. Noticing my action, Vasily whispered softly for me to hold his as well. As if possessed, I nodded and gripped both pillars with both hands.
Even without moving my hands, Vasily’s penis slid back and forth, rubbing against mine. As the pillars moved, rapidly brushing against my palms, the urge to ejaculate began to surge.
Now, even without Vasily holding my legs together, I tightened my own thighs, pressing against the penis sliding between them. The more I tensed my thighs and pressed the members close in my palms, the faster Vasily’s movements became.
Before I knew it, damp sweat had beaded on my forehead. My moans and ragged breathing mingled with the creaking of the bed.
While looking down at the two erect penises, my eyes met Vasily’s. The moment our gazes locked, he leaned down abruptly and kissed me.
I could have easily avoided it, but I didn’t. As I opened my lips, his cold tongue entwined with mine like a snake.
“Mmph… ngh, hng…”
Even while swapping tongues, Vasily did not stop the movement of his hips. The insides of my thighs stung. I could feel my skin becoming hypersensitive from the repeated friction.
My mind became a tangled mess. Following the endless stimulation from below, tongues and breaths mixed in a dizzying whirl.
My toes curled and my hips twisted. The moment I felt the ejaculation swelling rapidly, I reached the climax without any time to react, and my penis pulsed out semen.
“Ngh! Ugh!”
“Haa…”
Shortly after, Vasily ejaculated following my lead. Semen, belonging to either or both of us, spread white across my stomach.
To the naked eye, the color and texture were so similar that it was impossible to tell whose was whose, but I knew. Unlike mine, Vasily’s was cold.
As I panted, the sticky semen slowly flowed down below my waist with every movement of my stomach.
“Haa… ha…”
My vision blurred and my mind went blank. Inside my body, cold wavelengths were colliding and raging wildly. Because I had undergone strong guiding for the first time in a long while, it seemed my body couldn’t settle all of Vasily’s wavelengths that had suddenly rushed in.
Feeling a sudden wave of dizziness, I simply closed my eyes.