#061

The wings filling the room and the gold overlaid on his elongated pupils filled Cullen’s vision. Despite the clear revelation that he was not human, instead of revulsion, overwhelming emotion surged.

The only being in the world. Alone like himself, yet incomparably stronger, an immortal.

A sight that clearly proved that proposition.

Cullen reached out his arms. Separate from the curse’s lingering effects that excited him, relief and joy washed over him. Because someone was by his side.

Kiyen would never die, no matter the circumstances, even if I couldn’t protect him. Such a person is right before me.

Someone I could trust… and give my affection to.

The moment I realized that, a flame ignited. Impatience pushed Cullen forward. He wanted to embrace Kiyen, to feel him, just as he was.

As he tried to push himself up, Kiyen pushed Cullen’s shoulder. It felt like a light gesture, yet it easily subdued Cullen. Kiyen leaned down, following the fallen Cullen. His long hair brushed softly against his skin. Ngh, his hips involuntarily twitched.

“You never listen to a word anyone says…”

Kiyen raised the hand not pinning Cullen. The back of his hand swept across Cullen’s wet body, then gradually moved lower. His movements were suggestive, as if reminding him of the clandestine nature of their act. His hand, slinking downwards, grasped Cullen’s penis. His thumb touched the tip, swollen hard and glistening with clear fluid.

“Ah, hng!”

Just the rubbing alone brought on the urge to climax. Having held back for so long, his entire body was hypersensitive. Cullen curled his toes tightly, pushing the bedsheet.

“I knew it from the first time you acted so shamelessly.”

With a low whisper, his thumb massaged the rounded tip. Each time his soft hand stroked the slick tip, Cullen’s thighs trembled and spasmed. His vision turned white.

“H, ngh, Kiyen, stop, st-stop…!”

He tried to hold back, not wanting to defile Kiyen’s hands, of all people, but his limit was reached quickly. His feet, which had been writhing on the bed, straightened, and soon Cullen’s body convulsed.

“Haa, ha, kkh… ngh…!”

His mouth fell open. He held his breath, tensing his neck. With an intense pleasure that felt like his breath was being choked off, a foul-smelling white fluid gushed from his penis. As if mocking his past inability to produce more, the fluid overflowed, a testament to the desires that had accumulated.

Kiyen’s gaze fixed intently below. He stared at the semen filling his hand, then slowly began to rub it onto the tip.

“Stop, Kiyen, don’t touch… u, ugh, ngh, ng…!”

Shame washed over him at the thought of his beautiful hands being defiled by his own semen. He twisted his hips frantically, trying to escape, but there was nowhere to go. Kiyen, as if deliberately teasing Cullen, scooped up the spilled semen with his fingers.

“I don’t like it.”

His low voice grated against Cullen’s ears. A shiver ran down his spine.

“Today, I will do the exact opposite of what you say.”

His semen-slicked fingers dug into his skin. The fingers, sliding into the groin area where the moisture had begun to dry, soon reached the opening.

Kiyen began to push the semen into the hole, which was already reddened from being so thoroughly probed. The semen was smeared inside, acting as a lubricant.

“Hht, haa, u, ngh, you can stop, hkh, I’m, ngh…!”

He even asked Kiyen to just go ahead and enter, wishing for it, but Kiyen didn’t listen. His long fingers tormented the inside of his body, which felt not just warm, but hot. His lower half began to feel strange. It was itchy, burning, and a throbbing sensation rose within him. Hot breaths escaped from beneath his lips.

“Haa, ha… Haa, Kiyen…”

Even though he had just climaxed, the desire didn’t subside and continued to overwhelm his body. Unconsciously, he clenched his anus and lifted his hips. Kiyen, who had been looking down with a blank expression, his long eyelashes lowered, paused for a moment at the sight.

“More… something else, something else… Haa…”

Slowly, Kiyen raised his eyes and examined Cullen. With a flushed, longing gaze, Cullen pleaded again and again. His expression, so different from his usual impassivity, was suggestive, and he curved his dark eyebrows.

“Stop… tormenting me…”

As if to keep his word about doing the opposite, Kiyen instead pushed his fingers deeper, pressing hard against the G-spot deep inside.

“Ah, haak…!”

Cullen arched his back upwards, clenching his hole. As the opening gripped his fingers tightly, Kiyen’s lips parted slightly. Exhaling a thin breath, he intently studied Cullen’s face. His fingers moved again.

“Ugh, ng, ah, ahk!”

His penis, which had momentarily lost its erection, immediately revived. Cullen’s usually neat and sharp face was now completely disheveled. With eyes that desperately craved something, Cullen panted. His cool purple eyes, unlike their usual state, were tinged with red.

“Kiyen, haa, ha, kh, please, ple-ease…”

He felt like he was going mad. His body, having already reached one climax, now seemed to require even greater stimulation. Just having his rear pressed wasn’t enough. Unconsciously, he spread his legs and pleaded.

Memories he had deliberately buried surfaced. His body remembered even greater pleasure than this. It wasn’t a method he would have chosen for himself, nor one that suited him at all, but still, if it were Kiyen…

“Enter, Kiyen’s, enter me… ugh, ng!”

The fingers that had been gently probing suddenly tightened. His thighs spasmed from the force of Kiyen crushing the thick interior, almost to the point of pain. Kiyen, looking down with an even more vacant expression than usual, slowly withdrew his fingers.

“Is it in your nature?”

An inexplicable question came out. His low voice sounded like a beast’s whisper.

“It seems so.”

The hole, now empty of fingers, quivered, expressing its emptiness. It gaped slightly, a red slit begging for something to fill it. As if in response, something else touched the entrance. It was a penis of a size he had felt before, one that clearly revealed he was not human.

Cullen curled his toes and trembled slightly. His body prepared itself, imagining the pain and pleasure that would follow.

What did it feel like? When his rear stretched taut, as if it would tear, the overwhelming penis that seemed to pierce through his stomach filled him completely.

“H, ugh!”

The sensation his body remembered finally struck. With a slight dampness, the penis began to penetrate the hole, slick with semen that had melted with body heat.

From the very beginning, he was breathless. The folds stretched taut. Though he had begged for more, as soon as the intruder entered, his hole clenched, pushing the penis away. This was only the second time, and he couldn’t get used to it. Yet, Kiyen pushed him in forcefully.

“Ah, ugh…! H, hu, ha…!”

Cullen, who had been scrunching the bedsheets, soon reached out and tightly gripped Kiyen’s forearm. Unconsciously, he dug his nails in, letting out a suffocating sound.

“Breathe. Didn’t you take it well last time?”

“Ha, h, haa, it’s too, big… kkh, too, big…”

His voice was tinged with tears. Physiological tears began to stream down his cheeks. Panting and flustered, Kiyen moved closer. His golden eyes narrowed slightly. His expression was one of confusion mixed with indignation.

“Are you trying to tempt me by saying that?”

With a reprimand, Kiyen released Cullen’s chin and embraced him with one arm. His wings shot upwards, feathers falling beside Cullen’s face.

Reacting to the firm white arms that wrapped around his back, Cullen hastily embraced Kiyen’s neck. He could breathe again. As he exhaled a sigh, Kiyen pushed deeper inside.

“Ha, haa…”

But this was not the end. He knew there was still a long way to go before Kiyen was fully inside. The colossal penis, so large it created a bulge against his firm, smooth abdomen, took a considerable amount of time just to insert.

Wanting to kiss him, Cullen gazed at Kiyen with tear-filled eyes. As if understanding without words, Kiyen let out a sigh and shook his head. His hair brushed against Cullen’s cheeks and shoulders, covering them.

“I told you I wouldn’t do as you wish.”

As he spoke, Kiyen moved his penis further in. Cullen bit his lip, letting out a kkh sound. As pain registered on his face, Kiyen sighed. Their foreheads touched briefly, then their noses brushed.

“You’re being so coy.”

Kiyen granted his silent plea. Their lips slowly met. He eagerly licked Kiyen’s lips, which were still soft even after being swallowed hundreds of times.

Sweet. It was sweet and intoxicating. He hastily swallowed the saliva that flowed over, mingling their tongues. Kiyen accepted his clumsy advances.

As Kiyen had said, the kiss was an effective distraction. With just a kiss, Cullen became completely focused on it.

Seizing the moment, Kiyen began to move. His penis, which filled his insides and then some, pushed all the way to the innermost depths. As the glans rubbed against the G-spot, his upper body convulsed. Pain and pleasure surged simultaneously. The stinging pain was offset by a curse. Soon, all that remained was the pleasure of being filled.

“Ha, haa, ha, ngh…”

Slowly, his breathing eased. As Kiyen moved his hips languidly, a moan escaped him. Kiyen willingly lowered his head when Cullen roughly pulled him by the neck. Their tongues mingled wetly. The sound of lapping moisture echoed, and uncontained saliva wet their lips.

“Ah, haa, ah, aa…!”

Gradually, gradually, pleasure built up in his belly, inside him. His hole, without being told, repeatedly clenched around the massive penis. Each time, something vibrated. When the glans brushed against an unfamiliar spot, his breathing grew ragged. He felt like he was going mad.

Kiyen, who had been moving slowly, began to move in earnest once Cullen had completely swallowed him.

With one hand gripping Cullen’s chin and the other supporting his body by his face, he rotated his hips. He slowly withdrew, pulling the penis halfway out. Then, he thrust upwards with a force that made his entire body jolt.

“……!”

His vision turned white. Cullen kicked at the sheets, gasping for breath. A sensation that pierced his very core sent shivers down his spine. Kiyen, seemingly with no intention of holding back, began to move properly.

His hips began to move mercilessly. The penis, withdrawn with a ssuuk, was driven deep again. It felt as if it had reached his colon. A faint imprint of the penis appeared on his tightly muscled lower abdomen.

“Ah, hkh, Kiyen, kh, h, ah!”

He tensed his buttocks, feeling his body lose control. Unfamiliar with this sensation, Cullen clung to Kiyen even more. Even when he hugged Kiyen’s neck with a force that was more than painful, Kiyen showed no reaction. He only increased his speed.

“Ah, aa, ah, kh, kkh, ah!”

The bed began to creak violently. The floor shook. The groaning of the wood mixed with the sound of splashing. The loud thud of buttocks and pubic bones colliding echoed. The chaotic noise pierced his ears, heightening his arousal. It was enough to drive him mad.

“Too, deep, ugh, deep, ah, hkh!”

Moans escaped him haphazardly. His usually calm baritone voice repeatedly rose and fell. More, more, more, more, more, his body craved it. Though his breath was caught, each time Kiyen thrust upwards, a pleasure that resonated through his bones erupted.

It was a strange act, but each time Kiyen did this, it was truly…

“Kiyen…!”

He felt like he could die from pleasure.