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“Not bad,” he said. “Fantastic.”

Haero gazed, mesmerized, and slowly looked at Yoon Moo-hwa’s naked body from head to toe. The attention was intensely ticklish, especially around Yoon Moo-hwa’s erect penis, which he found particularly hard to look away from.

The cowardly adult tried to maintain a relaxed expression, like a wolf’s paw dusted with flour, pretending to be patient, but his lower half wouldn’t cooperate. Stiff and eager for Haero’s touch, his groin was hardly on the side of justice.

Without realizing it, Haero licked his lips and began to undress.

The striptease unfolding before his eyes was driving Yoon Moo-hwa insane, but Haero kept glaring at him whenever he tried to move even slightly, making it impossible. It was pure torture. He almost wished Haero would tie him up like during their first time.

“Do you like it?” Yoon Moo-hwa put all his effort into making his voice sound soft, but the ending note cracked horribly.

“Yeah… It’s mine.” Haero replied, looking ecstatic.

Then, he too was naked, and he climbed on top of Yoon Moo-hwa.

Sitting on his thighs, their dicks brushed lightly against each other. Yoon Moo-hwa’s sternocleidomastoid muscles bulged, and even his pectoral muscles were straining, his veins about to burst. Haero traced the veins with his fingertips, as well as every scar, knowing their locations even with his eyes closed.

“Haa…”

Yoon Moo-hwa threw his head back, letting out a ragged moan.

“The lube… Do you have lube and condoms?”

He asked urgently in a cracked voice, but Haero shook his head. He didn’t know if there were any. It didn’t matter.

Yoon Moo-hwa noticed that Haero was about to swallow him whole without properly preparing him, so he quickly shoved his fingers into Haero’s mouth.

“Mmph!”

Haero was startled for a moment, but soon he grabbed Yoon Moo-hwa’s wrist and earnestly sucked on the fingers in his mouth.

Yoon Moo-hwa had never given Haero a blowjob or irrumatio, so Haero’s tongue was a bit clumsy and awkward. All his dexterity seemed to be concentrated in his fingertips. But it didn’t matter. Yoon Moo-hwa was the kind of person who was helplessly aroused by Haero’s clumsy tongue movements.

“Get me nice and wet,” Yoon Moo-hwa urged subtly, his voice incredibly suggestive.

The sound of Haero sucking on his fingers with his eyes closed made pre-cum ooze from Yoon Moo-hwa’s dick. Yoon Moo-hwa frowned and smiled at the occasional silly and excessively erotic sounds of smack, pop.

Still a man, Haero moved his hips up and down, moving his dick as if trying to insert it somewhere. Yoon Moo-hwa was suffering too, but he didn’t bring his hand to Haero’s dick to prevent him from coming first. Instead, he caressed Haero’s beautifully flushed nipples.

A thin layer of sweat was forming on his lean body. Yoon Moo-hwa rubbed it, then blankly put his fingers in his mouth. It was just watery sweat, without any taste. Yoon Moo-hwa sucked his fingers roughly and caressed Haero’s upper body with his wet hand.

“Huaa, huu… Hup, ungh…”

Haero’s breathing grew rougher as the caressing of his nipples continued. Saliva dripped from his parted lips. His fingertips were probably getting wrinkled. That was enough. He couldn’t hold back any longer.

Yoon Moo-hwa brought his face close to Haero’s ear and whispered, “Good job.” 

Even to his own ears, his voice didn’t sound very pleasant. Fortunately, Haero grabbed the wrist that was caressing his chest instead of the one he had let go of, and rubbed his upper body against it. When his palm rubbed against his erect nipples, he threw his head back and exhaled hot breaths.

‘Thank goodness the artificial eye surgery is over.’

Yoon Moo-hwa captured every moment of Haero in his memory. With each blink, memories from the disc he had burned with his own hands, and all of Haero’s moments, vivid even without its help, passed by like film.

His wet hand moved between Haero’s butt cheeks.

Haero helped Yoon Moo-hwa by lifting his hips slightly.

‘Ah, I want to turn him over and thrust myself madly inside him. My cock isn’t enough. I want to put everything inside him.’

Yoon Moo-hwa gritted his teeth, expressing deep gratitude for the socialization he had received so far, and pushed his fingers into Haero’s entrance.

“Q-Quick, loosen me up.”

Haero, on the other hand, was a little more honest.

His entrance was stubbornly closed and his muscles were tight, but he urged him to hurry up and enter.

“I can’t. Just a little more.”

Even Yoon Moo-hwa, who rarely sweated even during intense training, had a damp forehead.

He focused on Haero’s entrance. He wanted to insert at least the head. Before he knew it, Haero was rubbing his against Yoon Moo-hwa’s. When he tried to bring his hand over, Yoon Moo-hwa pressed his navel, telling him to grab his wrist again.

“Hiss, hiss.”

Haero moaned, both crying and laughing. His navel area was definitely an erogenous zone.

Neither of them could speak properly. They were filled with nothing but desire. Their possessiveness towards each other was overflowing, filling the room. If someone opened the door now, they would be swept away by the overflowing possessiveness.

Yoon Moo-hwa had to endure like crazy until three fingers could barely fit inside, tight and difficult. His well-healed side felt like it was about to burst for the third time. The first and second times were both because of the pirate, and it seemed like the third time would be because of the pirate’s child.

“N-No! Stop it now. Ah! Please, please… Haa. Hyung, I want hyung. Qu-Quickly…”

Haero whined and urged him on. Yoon Moo-hwa put strength into his wrist and thrust his hand up.

“Gasp!”

Haero was in pain, but he was also pleased. Yoon Moo-hwa forced his fingers in deep and rotated his wrist. After repeating that quickly, pulling out and inserting again several times, they were both at their limit.

As soon as Yoon Moo-hwa removed his hand, Haero hurriedly lifted his hips up.

“Calm down, Haero.”

He soothed him with a wry smile, but in reality, he was also at his limit.

Yoon Moo-hwa also grabbed his dick. It was slippery with pre-cum. Haero’s pre-cum was also on it. He turned his hand, wetting the head, and grabbed Haero’s waist. Haero also touched Yoon Moo-hwa’s chest.

His penis touched the entrance. It felt like it would be swallowed whole if he lowered it just a little, but Haero stopped right before that.

“Fuck.” Yoon Moo-hwa muttered without realizing it.

Haero panted and wore a triumphant expression. It was a bluff.

“Would it be better for hyung if I were a more mature lover?”

‘Why are you asking that now, Haero?’ Yoon Moo-hwa wanted to snap. It felt like he was being tortured. He had been trained to withstand almost any torture, but all that effort had been in vain. If they just brought him Haero, Yoon Moo-hwa would spill all the secrets and even betray them willingly.

“No. You don’t need to be more mature.” Yoon Moo-hwa barely managed to raise the corners of his lips and replied.

There were often times when he felt that Haero was ahead of him. It was embarrassing, but it was true. He didn’t want him to go any further. Even if it meant that he himself would hold Haero back.

“I’m a very jealous lover, you know.”

Haero couldn’t understand why he suddenly brought up jealousy, but he was satisfied enough that Yoon Moo-hwa had called him his lover instead of just “brother.”

A desperate breath escaped Haero.

Yoon Moo-hwa was also at his limit.

In the tense atmosphere, they glared at each other as if they would devour each other, and then Haero lunged at Yoon Moo-hwa first.

It was a savage kiss that left their lips and tongues bruised. Yoon Moo-hwa wildly swept Haero’s mouth with his numb lips and stinging tongue. Haero sucked on Yoon Moo-hwa’s blood-tasting tongue.

Meanwhile, Yoon Moo-hwa grabbed Haero’s arching waist and gently lowered him, making him swallow his dick.

“Umm…!”

Haero shuddered and closed his eyes.

His dick was flushed red, as if it had been cooked after a long wait.

Because he had loosened him up hastily, the inside was still tight. Only the muscles at the entrance were soft, not the inside.

But Yoon Moo-hwa didn’t stop, and that was exactly what Haero wanted.

His lower abdomen began to tingle. He could feel his stomach tightening. He was even suffocating. Haero dug his fingernails into Yoon Moo-hwa’s shoulder, drawing blood, and trembled.

When about a third of Yoon Moo-hwa’s dick had entered, Haero was exhausted, and Yoon Moo-hwa’s body was glistening with sweat that he couldn’t tell if it was his or Haero’s. The situation was even worse around his stomach. Haero had ended up ejaculating while rubbing against Yoon Moo-hwa’s abs and bandages.

“Haa, haa, ha.”

Haero lifted his head and breathed roughly.

Instead of asking if he was okay, Yoon Moo-hwa gripped Haero’s buttocks so hard that it felt like his hands would sink into them, and then slowly pulled his dick out.

“Haa. Ah!”

Haero shuddered at the spine-chilling sensation.

Without waiting, he inserted it again. His only goal seemed to be to go in deeper, deeper, and keep going.

It wasn’t an orgasm. Yoon Moo-hwa literally wanted to feed Haero all of himself. Yoon Moo-hwa’s eyes glazed over with that bizarrely intense desire, and his artificial eyes were also busy. They captured and memorized every part of Haero that came into view. His trembling shoulders, his wet neckline, his skin flushed red from his chest to his cheeks.

“Haa, Haero. Haero, Haero.”

Yoon Moo-hwa called Haero’s name incessantly in a feverish voice.

Haero shook wildly, tearing at Yoon Moo-hwa’s hair, scratching his chest, and even pinching his bandages until they came loose.

It was sex like a fight.

“Haero, can you swallow all of hyung’s cock?” Yoon Moo-hwa pleaded with Haero. It was a threat disguised as a plea.

“Huh? Haero will take all of hyung… Huk, hyung… You’re Haero’s.” Haero nodded wildly at the coaxing words.

Yoon Moo-hwa’s body was getting hotter and hotter. It probably wasn’t just because of the sex. As such, the dick thrusting inside him was also as hot as a burning ember.

“Aah, ah! H-Hot, hot. Haa, hyung. There, more. Ungh, moore…!”

Haero was in pain, but he liked it. He wanted Yoon Moo-hwa to go in further. Haero arched his back and threw his head back, then quickly pressed his body against Yoon Moo-hwa again, biting his ear. Ear, cheek, neck, it didn’t matter where.

His thighs twitched. Yoon Moo-hwa took Haero’s hand, which was reaching for his dick, and intertwined their fingers.

With both hands sealed shut, Haero thrashed helplessly.

“Huaa! Ah! Hah, huu, huaa. Ah, ah, g-good. Huk, ah, painful. Haa, good.”

Haero was crying with his eyes closed. Even though his eyes were closed, he saw flashes of light.

His knees involuntarily bent and then pressed against the sheets again, and he rubbed his hips together, as if he desperately needed to pee.

Haero, moving solely on instinct, made it hard for Yoon Moo-hwa to endure. Yoon Moo-hwa, who would normally have lasted much longer, became anxious as if it were his first time.

“Tongue.” Yoon Moo-hwa growled, “Haero, tongue. Stick out your tongue.”

Haero tilted his head without being able to open his eyes properly. His hips, which had almost swallowed Yoon Moo-hwa’s dick, spat it out a little as his body leaned forward. Yoon Moo-hwa used only the strength of his waist to go further, further into Haero, and sucked on his outstretched tongue and lips.

With their hands clenched so tightly that their knuckles turned white, Yoon Moo-hwa and Haero were completely entangled, above and below. They were suffocating. But both Yoon Moo-hwa and Haero could hold their breath longer than anyone else. Since they could do it even underwater, it was no problem here on land.

Even so, Haero felt like he was about to die, and frankly, he didn’t care.

“Huk, hyung.”

Haero muttered, tilting his head slightly to the side. Not missing the opportunity, Yoon Moo-hwa licked Haero’s cheek, then sucked on it deeply and bit down with his teeth.

“Hyung, Yoon Moo-hwa…”

It sounded like waves were crashing somewhere. White foam, like a herd of horses, surged towards Haero, who had his eyes tightly closed, and Haero was seized with the fear that he too would be shattered like it.

Goosebumps rose all over his body. He was cold, then unbearably hot, then cold again. Haero’s body began to tremble. The trembling grew stronger and stronger, and Yoon Moo-hwa, with his fingers intertwined, wrapped his arms around Haero’s back and gently pressed down on his waist.

Pressed down by Yoon Moo-hwa so he couldn’t escape, Haero also pressed down on Yoon Moo-hwa. His thick, long dick pushed further into Haero, finally forcing its way through the closed part at the end of his inner wall and opening it.

“…Haa, aah!”

A tremor seized his body, and Haero’s scream swelled as if returning from a great distance. Yoon Moo-hwa held Haero tightly, burying his release deep inside the trembling, convulsing body, giving in to his own desire.

Haero, unaware that Yoon Moo-hwa was holding him, was swept away by the violent climax. His body felt as if it were shattering into a million pieces. He couldn’t control a single fingertip. It trembled uncontrollably, his fingers and toes curling and uncurling, his entrance clenching and releasing as if trying to tear Yoon Moo-hwa’s dick off.

“Ugh, ah…!”

Yoon Moo-hwa bit into Haero’s shoulder, groaning deeply. The pleasure was so intense it felt as if not only his dick but his very brain was being pulled out.

Sweat poured from every pore, and they alternated between freezing and burning. It felt as if they would melt together completely, becoming one.

An eternity of pleasure washed over them both.

Completely shattered, then slowly reassembled, darkness filled his vision before his sight gradually returned from the outside in.