Love Born of Pity Chapter 133

The answer, which came out like a sigh, made Do Yeonjae smile. When he stroked the convex belly, a small, rhythmic thud was felt immediately.

“It feels like I’m committing a sin.”

“…….”

“I’m hard, that’s why.”

Kwon Jiho reached out and covered Do Yeonjae’s eyes with his hand, his lips curved playfully. Flustered by the pouring stimulation, he couldn’t pay attention to the fetal movement. Because Do Yeonjae kept gripping and stimulating his still-erect member, Kwon Jiho groaned softly again.

“Jiho.”

“……Yes?”

“Is it okay if I touch here?”

Long fingers burrowed between his thighs. He asked while rubbing the hole, which was wet with sticky pre-cum, past the smooth perineum. As he became conscious of the low-ringing voice, he suddenly remembered the time Do Yeonjae had roughly poked at him and complained that he didn’t get wet easily. The words about how he wouldn’t get wet even if he released his pheromones remained vivid. Although the situation was clearly different from now, worry came first.

“Ah, that…… I, I don’t, don’t get…… don’t get wet easily.”

“What? What do you…….”

“You said that even if you released your pheromones, I…… I wouldn’t get wet easily. But now, without even that, h-how.”

At the words spoken stutteringly in a tearful voice, Do Yeonjae felt as if he had been doused in ice water. His excitement cooled in an instant. Ha, fuck. To think of what I just heard. If he could, Do Yeonjae would have wanted to go back in time and kill himself for spewing such bullshit.

“I think…… it will happen again.”

He had said he didn’t even know how to properly get wet. There was a day he insulted him, saying he didn’t get wet even if he released his pheromones. From Kwon Jiho’s perspective, since his acts with him had been nothing but terrible pain, it was natural. He had said such things despite knowing that he wouldn’t be aroused simply by releasing pheromones.

The words he had spat out without thought to hurt him had truly left scars. Do Yeonjae, who had been kneeling on the floor, stood up immediately and washed Kwon Jiho’s body.

Kwon Jiho, who had been blushing, was wrapped in a large towel and taken to the bedroom before he could even be bewildered by the situation ending so suddenly.

After sitting Kwon Jiho on the bed and drying his wet hair with a towel, Do Yeonjae only made eye contact with him after the moisture had dried to some extent.

“……Director?”

“That back then, those were words I said knowing you would be hurt.”

“…….”

“And all I protected, even by hurting you—who refused me—was my mere pride.”

At the calmly ringing confession, Kwon Jiho fell into thought for a moment before nodding.

“Then…… is it okay now?”

“…….”

If so, did that mean there was nothing wrong with his body?

“If it was because I was scared of the Director back then, and because it hurt when you kept forcing it, then now…… since you won’t do that, am I…… okay too?”

Do Yeonjae paused for a moment at the question, which he asked while unraveling the towel wrapped around his body. The skin, which had been soaked in warm water for a long time, was still flushed red. The mottled marks from where he had bitten and sucked from his nape to his chest followed like constellations.

“If you’re not forcing it…….”

“It might still hurt.”

“If you could tell me that even if it hurts, it’s not something to be scared of…… I would like that.”

At the low-ringing voice, Do Yeonjae moved his hands. He carefully embraced his smoothly exposed shoulders.

Could it be that he saved the country in his previous life? And Kwon Jiho was the one who sold it out. If not, it was a situation that made no sense. What had he done right to meet Kwon Jiho, have a baby with him, and even get married? Do Yeonjae had never had a religion, but he was on the verge of developing a faith he’d never had.

“Director……?”

“If you don’t like it, tell me everything. Don’t hold it in. Not even things that are slightly bearable.”

As he whispered while rubbing his lips against his nape, a nod came in response instead of words. He heard him mumble softly that he was trembling.

“Me too.”

“…….”

“I’m nervous.”

As soon as they met eyes, Kwon Jiho closed his eyes. Just like someone waiting for a kiss. As soon as their lips locked, a gap opened. Welcoming the intruding tongue, a small tongue rubbed against it in return.

The kiss grew deeper, but it did not turn rough at all. Rubbing the heated mucous membranes and sucking on the flesh that responded even if clumsily, he did not stimulate him painfully.

As he supported the back of Kwon Jiho’s neck and slowly laid him down on the bed, a moan burst out. The sight of him flushed red and groaning ignited a fire over and over. He wrapped his arms around Do Yeonjae’s neck, sucked on the flesh filling his mouth, and occasionally revealed his melted, unfocused eyes.

Do Yeonjae, who licked his soaking wet mouth, moved slowly. After lingering for a long time on his chest—where even a brush of a fingertip made him tighten his thighs—he moved down, and down again.

The belly exposed under the white light was very round and pretty. Since the baby wouldn’t stop kicking as if asking to be acknowledged—as if it were still awake—Do Yeonjae pressed his lips firmly onto it as well.

“Dodo, stay still.”

He even spoke to it this time. Kwon Jiho widened his eyes in surprise and then instantly flushed bright red. He even spread his small, white hands as if trying to hide his expression. His trembling, erect member dripped pre-cum into the air.

Do Yeonjae licked the tip with his tongue and moved his lips along the shaft. His testicles, which had pulled up round, were a deeper red. When he pushed his thighs up, the hidden private parts were fully revealed. Being careful not to make Kwon Jiho’s belly uncomfortable, he lowered his face as it was.

As he slid his tongue over the convex perineum, Kwon Jiho teared up. It was a form of foreplay he had particularly disliked even before he was pregnant. His hand, gripping the sheets, trembled piteously.

“Should I stop, Jiho?”

When he lifted his upper body to check the wet eyes and asked, the gentle face, which had been worrying, shook from side to side. Then, he sobbed, saying his belly was uncomfortable.

“Do you not like being on all fours?”

At the question, Kwon Jiho worried for a moment. His face turned even redder. He seemed to think it was too suggestive. Of course, it was a very pleasing position to look at. However, if he said he didn’t like it, there was a way to lay him on his side.

Having decided, a hesitant Kwon Jiho set himself up. He looked back slowly, then bit his lip and bent his upper body down. His slender thighs spread open, revealing his rather plump buttocks. Below his shoulders, which climbed along his tapering back, his bones, where wings might truly sprout, stood out.

His slender arms were tightly hugging his belly. The visual stimulation was immense. Pre-cum was dripping from his cock, which had climbed up to his navel. Do Yeonjae felt impatient. Licking his lips with his tongue and spreading his buttocks, he felt his thighs tremble and his waist jump up shallowly.

“Ha.”

The pale pink wrinkles peeking through shone, wet with pre-cum. He would be surprised if he shoved his head in and sucked on it greedily as it was. Do Yeonjae pressed his lips onto the soft buttocks and caught his breath. He had to stay calm. Stay calm……. Spreading the gap more to reveal it, the dense wrinkles showed a tiny opening. Fuck, this is driving me crazy.

He moved from the tailbone like he was stamping a seal. He opened his mouth to bite down on the flesh deeply, and sucked on it to leave round marks. Only after leaving dense, packed marks up to the inside of his thighs did he lick long and upward over the wet, sticky wrinkles.

“Hng…… euts.”

He hugged Kwon Jiho’s thighs—which were trembling as he moved—tightly without hurting him. When he stood his tongue up and pressed firmly into the hole, Kwon Jiho groaned with tears in his eyes. He opened his mouth and sucked hard, as if to eat everything up including the surrounding area. The pre-cum flowing down from inside and pooling on his tongue was sweet.

“Ah……! Hup, eung…….”

When he dug shallowly into the wrinkles with his tongue, he twisted his waist. He muttered that it was ticklish, that it was strange. When he pulled his face away, even the perineum was soaked in saliva and glistening. As he licked long up to the tailbone and pressed firmly above the hole with his finger, he felt Kwon Jiho lose strength below his waist.

His finger dug into the slightly opened gap. It was hot, wet, and narrow. It’s so small, can I put my cock in? Even though it was a place he had already entered, he was apprehensive. What if he got hurt? It feels like it’s going to tear. Even the inner walls, which opened up tightly, could barely handle one finger. Do Yeonjae’s gaze alternated between the narrow, narrow hole and his own horribly erect cock.

“Haa……. Now, stop. Hurry…….”

Judging by how impatient Kwon Jiho was, it seemed he was the same, as he begged for insertion. Do Yeonjae leaned his body down, kissing Kwon Jiho’s lower back. He thought seriously about whether he could really put it in while feeling the inner walls that hadn’t stretched sufficiently.

“Directooor…….”

“Mr. Kwon Jiho.”

“Haa, why……. Just, hurry.”

With his eyes reddened, he was stubborn. Without even knowing how narrow his bottom hole was. Do Yeonjae’s finger carefully felt the wrinkles, then spread the gap and dug in one more. Kwon Jiho closed his eyes and his lips trembled. His body lost all strength due to the pleasure spreading along his tailbone.

“Huts, eung…….”

Squish, squish. Every time the slowly moving finger scraped against the inner walls, fireworks exploded in his head.