“Haaah!”
Muheon gave no time for mental preparation.
This time, Hakyung let out a sharp groan from a pain that felt like his butt was splitting in two.
He was so surprised that his hunched upper body straightened stiffly.
Even though the space had been widened by fingers just moments before, it seemed it was still difficult to accommodate Muheon’s thick cock without resistance.
Hakyung’s thighs trembled, seemingly unable to put proper strength into his legs, and he almost fell backward.
Muheon immediately moved his waist, pulling Hakyung’s upper body towards him.
Large teardrops fell from Hakyung’s eyes, which swayed back and forth on Muheon’s stomach.
Pain and pleasure intertwined, making Hakyung’s insides a mess.
“It hurts, no, i-it feels good…! Ooh!”
From the excessive stimulation, Hakyung frantically scratched Muheon’s chest.
His weak gestures, unable to leave even a single scratch, only excited Muheon further.
Muheon held Hakyung’s side firmly and continued thrusting his hips.
“Where does it feel good?”
“I-I don’t know…! My stomach, my stomach…!”
Hakyung moved his hands to touch his stomach, feeling Muheon’s cock going much deeper than usual.
Of course, he knew it wasn’t, but he wondered if it had perhaps reached his belly button.
Muheon rarely pushed him so intensely from the start, which made him even more afraid.
However, as his surprise grew, so did the pleasure.
His own center was already dripping, no, practically gushing out.
If Muheon were to just touch him once at this moment, he would surely come.
Hakyung’s hand, after confirming his stomach was fine again, reached for his own cock, which was swaying in the air.
“Should I touch it for you?”
Muheon asked, perceiving Hakyung’s movements perfectly, even while thrusting his hips like crazy. Hakyung quickly nodded at his words.
He thought it would be even better if Muheon’s large hand touched him.
At Hakyung’s permission, Muheon grabbed his cock.
It was more than just moist; it was soaking wet, yet it still glowed a beautiful pink.
It would be perfect to swallow it whole, but it was impossible in their current position.
Muheon, clicking his tongue in regret, grasped the hot shaft. Its size, fitting in one hand, was simply adorable.
He gently rubbed the glans with his thumb, observing Hakyung’s reaction.
As expected, Hakyung’s furrowed brows were slowly returning to their normal position.
His tightly clenched lips, which had been holding back pain, now parted, exhaling hot breaths.
Muheon, confirming the subtle changes, tightened his grip on Hakyung’s cock.
With a sudden, squeezing force, Hakyung gasped.
It felt as if Muheon was going to tear it right off instead of just touching it.
“Ah, C-CEO…!”
“CEO? Call me something else.”
Hakyung, held tightly by Muheon from both front and back, shook his head.
He couldn’t understand half of what Muheon was saying due to the overwhelming pleasure and pain.
The tears that had stopped now flowed again.
Muheon, who would usually wipe away his tears, was mercilessly pushing him further this time.
“Huh? I’m not the CEO.”
“Uh-huh, you’re not…!”
“Then?”
Each syllable Muheon uttered with his thrusts carried force.
Hakyung, groaning uncontrollably at the growling tone, gradually recalled Muheon’s question.
And soon enough, he found the answer Muheon desired.
It was a word that still didn’t come naturally and he often forgot.
“Ye-yeobo…? Ugh.”
“Mhm, Jagi.”
“Heheheh.”
Hakyung chuckled softly at Muheon’s playful retort.
Muheon praised his answer by tickling Hakyung’s side.
Hakyung twisted his torso at the ticklish and gentle fingers.
This caused Muheon’s cock to thrust deeper, making Hakyung scream out again.
Muheon held Hakyung securely so he wouldn’t fall, then grasped both Hakyung’s cock and his own simultaneously.
His hand, which had been loose when only holding Hakyung’s, now felt full with his own included.
Once again, Hakyung felt the difference between them.
He shivered at the hot, bumpy sensation against his cock.
Not only Muheon’s hand but Muilhui’s too… it was the best feeling in the world.
From whimpering with tears and snot, Hakyung now became even more proactive.
He placed his hand on Muheon’s, trying desperately to go through this together.
“Ah, ugh…! I’m going to come now…!”
Soon after, Hakyung, his entire body flushed red, spoke.
Reaching climax was quick, as he would have come much earlier if Muheon hadn’t been squeezing him so tightly.
Muheon nodded and vigorously rubbed the glans.
Simultaneously, white, clear fluid splashed onto Muheon’s face.
Hakyung, having climaxed satisfyingly, exhaled deeply.
A sense of release and emptiness washed over him.
However, unfortunately, even before he could savor the afterglow of his orgasm, he had to groan as Muheon’s penis continued to pound against his inner walls.
Muheon wiped the semen from his chin with his hand and brought it to his mouth.
The river dolphin’s semen tasted sweet too.
If Hakyung had even a little bit of sense, he would have stopped him, saying it was dirty to eat that, but his vision had turned white, and he couldn’t see anything.
Unlike Hakyung’s slightly shrunken penis, Muheon’s cocks were still vigorous.
“Ah! Wait, rest…! Ugh!”
“Rest? You need to come again…!”
Muheon, who had thoroughly licked clean Hakyung’s semen splashed on their bodies, grinned.
He naturally ignored Hakyung’s request to go slower and take a break.
Hakyung, too weak to even stand properly, rested his forehead on Muheon’s shoulder.
In response, Muheon gripped Hakyung’s shoulders tightly and moved his hips more fiercely.
***
Thwack, thwack, the sound of skin colliding echoed loudly. Hakyung’s raw moans mixed in, a pleasant sound indeed.
With satisfying sex, parts of Muheon’s skin began to turn black.
This was now a natural change that accompanied every intimate encounter with Hakyung.
After all, what man wouldn’t be aroused when holding the one they loved?
Flames arose in his bottomless black eyes, gleaming.
He stared intently at Hakyung’s pink hair, swaying before him.
Kang Hakyung was the only light in his entirely black world.
Even though they were already pressed together so tightly that not a drop of water could seep between them, Muheon pulled Hakyung even closer.
A preposterous thought crossed his mind: he wanted to permeate Kang Hakyung and live within him.
The more Muheon poured his overflowing love into him, the more Hakyung, held in his arms, felt like he was dying.
The cock inside him was furiously thrusting everywhere, and the cock tightly pressed between his thighs was on the verge of ejaculating again from the intense stimulation.
His genitals even ached from Muheon’s firm muscles.
“I’m gonna, I’m gonna…!”
Hakyung uttered the same words repeatedly.
At his words, Muheon’s thrusts grew even faster.
Soon after, Hakyung groaned as if in pain, coming a second time, and Muheon also ejaculated, swallowing his own moan.
His stomach felt burning hot.
Hakyung rubbed his stomach against Muheon’s.
“Ugh, it’s hot inside…! Ugh.”
Muheon wore a look of dismay at Hakyung’s whimpering and got up.
Hakyung gasped, receiving unexpected stimulation as their position changed.
“Ah, Hakyung-ah. Are you okay? Look. Let’s pull out quickly.”
“No, don’t pull out.”
“Huh?”
Muheon, who had put his hands under Hakyung’s armpits to lift his small body, wore a puzzled expression.
Hakyung tightened his arms around Muheon’s neck, as if fearing they might separate.
“What if your stomach hurts, huh?”
“Just one more time. We can just pretend we put in more lube or something.”
“What…?”
Muheon shook his head, as if Hakyung, the “manly” river dolphin, was beyond help.
Hakyung planted little kisses on Muheon’s temple, bobbing his hips.
Just a few minutes ago, he was whimpering from exhaustion…
But Muheon didn’t know how to resist Hakyung’s stubbornness.
He complied with Hakyung’s wishes again.
The watermill, said to be the best spot in the river dolphin village and a place where love flowed, became a space full of affection for both of them.
***
Fortunately, the two returned home before the family woke up.
They perfectly hid the incriminating sleeping bags and fell into a deep sleep, oblivious to the world.
When they didn’t wake up despite the bustling sounds of breakfast being prepared, Grandma sent Hajo to wake his brother.
“Hyung, wake up and eat. You too, Brother-in-law-sister-in-law!”
It was Muheon who woke first at the knocking on the door.
Muheon, shaking off his sleepiness with a single blink, gently patted Hakyung.
Hakyung, waking up to the soft touch on his shoulder, let out a big yawn.
Hakyung’s face was glossy, having had his fill of “rice cakes” at the watermill all night, just as he wanted.
Although, dark circles had fallen to his chin from lack of sleep.