The moment Hakyung’s small, white hand touched the black scales, the area around it sparkled like ripples, as if welcoming his touch.
He had seen Seo-jang-nim’s scales a few times during sex, but this was the first time they had glowed.
Surprised by the almost mystical sight, Hakyung applied a little more pressure with his hand, and light flowed again, sparkling around his fingers.
The scales don’t have a mind of their own, so how could they show such a cute reaction?
Muheon, who had been buried in Hakyung’s pale neck for a long time, lifted his head at Hakyung’s words.
He looked where Hakyung was pointing and saw that not only his shoulder but also his upper arm was covered in inky black scales.
When did they come out like this?
Muheon was slightly flustered by the reaction occurring on his body.
The change to scales itself was nothing unusual, but the fact that the scales were glowing meant… that the weather in the vicinity was changing erratically.
Muheon let out a hollow laugh, sending his condolences to the few who were, quite literally, hit by a bolt from the clear sky.
It wasn’t the first or second day he’d been driven mad by Kang Hakyung, but today was exceptionally intense.
Hakyung was currently taking both of his cocks into his mouth and swirling them around, so he rationalized to himself that it was only natural for him to react this way.
“Is it pretty because it sparkles?”
“Uh-huh, it’s pretty… Ahh! It’s pretty, but why…!”
Muheon, who had been moving his hips slowly and gently, sped up the moment he heard Hakyung’s answer.
Hakyung had just barely emerged from the pain, and his vision was finally clearing, but the sudden pleasure and intense stimulation made his eyes flash.
Words that couldn’t form a sentence just swirled in his throat.
Hakyung could do nothing but tremble, tightly clutching Muheon’s arm.
His only thought was that he was going to die, as the man’s penis hit his inner walls from different directions at will.
“Ah, ugh…! Uh-huh…!”
“Ha…”
Muheon, who had never once thought about death, felt similarly.
He scoffed at his past self, who felt nothing whenever humans or his subordinates occasionally uttered phrases like “I’m so happy I could die now with no regrets.”
It was because he now harbored the wish that he could die with his cock buried in Kang Hakyung.
What did it matter if others found the sight scandalous?
For Muheon, it would be the best possible death…
Of course, he didn’t say any of this out loud, knowing he’d get an earful from Hakyung.
Especially when he thrust his dick into Hakyung’s flat stomach, it gradually swelled, creating a separate kind of spectacle.
Muheon’s pitch-black pupils kept staring at Hakyung’s stomach as if to bore through it.
He wished this moment would never end and continue forever, but even Muheon had his limits.
Hakyung’s sounds, his reactions, the warm and tight inside.
The unbearable high stimulation made Muheon grind his teeth.
“Kang Hakyung…!”
“Hnng, Seo-jang-nim…!”
The tears that had just dried up welled again.
Hakyung, with his vision blurred, embraced Seo-jang-nim’s face and the black scales, then puckered his lips.
In response, Muheon took Hakyung’s lips deeply into his own and held Hakyung tightly.
Hakyung loved this moment the most.
When he felt Seo-jang-nim’s skin, which was usually much cooler than others, warm up from their sex.
He didn’t become as hot as Hakyung, but when there was enough change for Hakyung to notice the warmth within him, his heart swelled every time.
“Out! Ah, ahh…!”
As the thrusts grew stronger, Hakyung tightly gripped Muheon’s firm back.
Even though his sweaty palms kept slipping, he desperately tried not to let go of Muheon’s back. Nevertheless, his arms quickly lost strength.
Muheon, who accurately knew the stamina of Kang Dolphin from previous experiences, put in extra effort for his husband’s share.
As a result, Hakyung’s penis was pressed tightly against Muheon’s stomach as if being crushed.
He even felt a fear that the front might be squeezed and burst.
Even in this situation, the only one he could trust was Seo-jang-nim, so as he squirmed in his embrace, a completely different force than before hit Hakyung’s pelvis and inner walls.
“!”
Hakyung’s eyes widened, unable to even scream.
A splashing sound echoed in his ears, and soon after, something hot began to fill his stomach.
“Ah, ugh… Ugh!”
Hakyung shivered at the unfamiliar sensation and lowered his hands that had been wrapped around Muheon’s back.
It felt like something amazing had happened inside his stomach… but he couldn’t see inside, so it was frightening and frustrating.
Muheon, who had been staring at Hakyung rubbing his stomach, put force into his hips. Hakyung, unable to do anything with his hands, shivered again, which gave Muheon an unfathomable satisfaction.
After driving Hakyung to the brink several more times, he finally slowly eased up, allowing Hakyung to do as he pleased.
Muheon also moved his hips back to pull out his cock, which was unwilling to leave, as if struggling not to go out.
The inner walls, clinging tightly, also seemed to be full of lingering feelings.
“Th-This is strange…!”
Seo-jang-nim’s penis came out, and Hakyung looked down.
Because he tightened his stomach, liquid trickled from his hole.
“Ahh…!”
Liquid mixed with gel flowed out, as it had before, but the amount was different.
It was so much that anyone might suspect he had peed.
A startled Hakyung brought his fingers between his buttocks.
That didn’t stop the continuous leaking, but he felt like he had to do something anyway.
Muheon, watching Hakyung’s cute actions, curled the corners of his lips.
He helped Hakyung by inserting his finger into his hole.
“Hey, no, what are you doing?!”
“Aren’t you trying to stop it from leaking? But if you hold cum inside for too long, you’ll get an upset stomach.”
“I know that much…!”
Hakyung, whose chest had turned completely red, protested.
He quickly pulled out his own fingers and Muheon’s.
Seeing his arms trembling, strained even by that, made Muheon feel a little sorry for him, but it also turned him on just as much.
Unaware of Muheon’s lewd thoughts, Hakyung had to gasp in surprise once more at the liquid that immediately started flowing again after the fingers were pulled out.
His mind complicated with thoughts of whether he’d just spend the whole time doing laundry in the bathroom, Hakyung unwittingly muttered to himself.
“Because it’s two…”
It was a very small sound, but Muheon heard it clearly.
He rubbed Hakyung’s already-more-than-moist, now soaking wet buttocks, and whispered.
“So you don’t like it?”
“Of course not.”
It’s better because it’s two, Hakyung giggled, gently rubbing his stomach.
The fact that both Mu-il and Mu-i had entered him felt so good, and also…
He wanted to do it again.
“Seo-jang-nim.”
“Hmm?”
“I’ll look up a laundromat nearby. Can’t we do more before this seaweed gel’s effect wears off?”
Muheon tilted his head, unable to tell what conclusion Hakyung had reached with that small head of his.
However, if Hakyung wanted it, and wanted to do it again, pulling out was absolutely not an option.
Muheon gave a short kiss to the ring on Hakyung’s white hand and grinned.
***
By the time Hakyung fully regained his senses and looked around, the sun had already set.
No, the sun was rising.
It meant he had been doing this and that with Seo-jang-nim for over ten hours.
Hakyung, blinking his swollen eyes rapidly, raised his arm and gently patted the firm chest blocking his view.
He knew he was the one who had pestered them to do more, saying the seaweed gel would go to waste, but to think they’d stay up all night… well, it wasn’t not something he’d considered.
Hakyung awkwardly cleared his throat and continued to stroke Muheon’s chest.
“Do you want to do more…?”
“Seo-jang-nim? You were awake?”
“Of course I couldn’t sleep… It was our first night, after all.”
Muheon, who had been wiping Hakyung’s face, dirty with sweat and tears from the night, grinned mischievously.
At his words, Hakyung, whose eyes were narrowed, protested.
“I didn’t sleep on our first night either, okay? Huh? How much… Seo-jang-nim, you, huh?”
“Yeah, I love you so much.”
“Uh… H-Uh…?”
“Kang Hakyung?”
Muheon had merely answered Hakyung’s question.
Even though his answer wasn’t cruel, scary, or upsetting, Hakyung sniffled.
Startled by Hakyung’s sudden tears, Muheon sprang up from the spot.
He worried if something was wrong.
Muheon carefully examined Hakyung’s face with a gentle touch.
Seeing no immediate issues, he then thoroughly checked the top of his head, his stomach which had somehow flattened again, and finally, his buttocks that had received his cock.
Fortunately, there didn’t seem to be any major problems with his body.
Muheon let out a short sigh and asked Hakyung, who was still wrinkling his nose.
“Why are you crying? Huh? What upset you?”
“Nooo…”
His nasal reply trailed off for a long time.
It wasn’t a funny situation, but he was so cute.
Muheon secretly lowered his head to hide a smile, then asked again, “Then?”
“Seo-jang-nim, Seo-jang-nim…!”
“Yeah. Me?”
“You love me, and you love me so much…”
He was crying tears of immense emotion as if he had heard something incredibly profound.
It was a trivial reason, so minor it made Muheon’s earlier worry seem absurd, though only for a brief moment.
Nevertheless, Muheon, too, was overwhelmed by the adorableness Hakyung exuded with his entire being, and the tip of his nose tingled.