Love Born of Pity Chapter 134

The inside slowly became wet. Do Yeonjae felt the pre-cum flowing down his fingers and buried his face between the buttocks again. He moved his tongue as if to suck up every drop leaking out from the crevice.

Kwon Jiho was horrified by the sounds of splashing and the unrefined, slurping noises coming from below him, and he tapped the sheets with his toes. The man who never made a sound whether he was eating or drinking—how could he be like this……? The slurping was so ravenous that he even doubted if it was truly him making those sounds.

“Ah-hng……! Hng, ugh—hng!”

His lower abdomen was entirely ticklish. With the finger scratching the inside of his tailbone and the tongue licking every single wrinkle as if counting them while they began to loosen, his vision went spinning. Kwon Jiho, who had freed his hands from wrapping around his belly, reached backward and pushed Do Yeonjae’s head away.

“Stop……. Stop, just.”

At the tearful voice, Do Yeonjae pulled his finger out as if regretful. He barely suppressed the urge to pierce through the tender, clinging inner flesh right then and there, and as he bent his body, Kwon Jiho turned his head away. Kissing the nape and cheeks that had turned red from pleasure, he lifted Kwon Jiho’s body.

“I thought it might be less dangerous if you sat on top. Do you hate it?”

“I…… do it?”

“If I insert it, I feel like it might go in too deeply.”

When he kissed his damp eyes, his large eyes reflexively squeezed shut. Do Yeonjae, who swept away the jewel-like moisture caught on his long eyelashes with his tongue, leaned his back against the headboard and pulled Kwon Jiho on top of him. Kwon Jiho, whose shoulders were flushed with heat, awkwardly spread his legs and settled in.

His nipples stood up sharply and were bright red, and the area around his chest was full of red marks, as if petals had been scattered upon him. The fact that he was hugging his own convex belly and blushing stimulated Do Yeonjae’s suppressed lust. When Do Yeonjae reached out to hold his waist, Kwon Jiho moved his hands with a tense expression.

He grabbed the member that had been perfectly erect the whole time and slowly lowered his hips, sinking down. The wrinkles stretched tightly. The moment the glans burrowed in, Kwon Jiho’s brow furrowed intensely. Biting down on his plump, swollen lips, he gasped softly.

The place that hadn’t had anything enter it for a long time was narrow and stiff, even though he had loosened it a little with foreplay. If he released his pheromones at a time like this, it would help an Omega, but Kwon Jiho is……. No. He didn’t even feel like attempting such a thing.

“Should we stop if it’s hard?”

“It’s a little…… painful.”

There was nothing that could ease his pain. He hadn’t known he would end up having sex so suddenly after receiving Kwon Jiho’s permission. It was a situation neither of the two involved had expected.

Do Yeonjae just inserted the glans and then lifted the trembling Kwon Jiho into his arms, laying him face-down in a position where his belly wouldn’t be touched. Then, he lifted his buttocks and buried his face in them. He licked the reddened wrinkles and sucked on them, wetting them thoroughly. While he inserted his fingers into the opening and painstakingly loosened him, Kwon Jiho didn’t urge him either. Holding back his groans, he waited for Do Yeonjae to pull his face away from below.

The number of fingers pushing into the hole increased from one to three. The speed of the entry and exit grew faster and faster. The sex with his fingers continued until the pre-cum flowing stickily from inside mixed with saliva and dripped—thud, plop—onto the sheets.

Do Yeonjae repeated pushing his fingers in deeply and pulling them out shallowly, pressing against the prostate that he had stimulated countless times until it was thick and swollen. Observing Kwon Jiho’s twitching reactions, he began to distinguish what he liked and disliked. Tightening his thighs was a reaction seen when he liked it, and tapping the sheets with his toes was a reaction seen when he disliked it.

He disliked it when he inserted his fingers too deeply, but he liked it when he licked the entrance and poked at it shallowly. Faint goosebumps rose on his white skin. Ha-hng, every time he heard a moan he couldn’t hold back, it felt like his cock would explode. Do Yeonjae pulled his mouth away from below Kwon Jiho when three fingers began to move in and out easily.

“Ah……. Hng.”

When he slowly pulled out the fingers that had been persistently digging into him, Kwon Jiho let out a groan. Would it be better to have him sit on top of him again this time, or would it be better to carefully attempt insertion in his current position? Having ejaculated once more from the hands stirring his insides, Kwon Jiho was limp, breathing in ragged gasps.

“Jiho. Should we stop?”

When he asked again, Kwon Jiho, who had slightly lifted his head, shook it weakly. He muttered softly for him to stop asking and just put it in. He furrowed his beautiful brows as if whining. He mumbled with his lips and rubbed his face into the sheets.

Do Yeonjae, who laughed quietly, positioned himself behind Kwon Jiho. The feeling of his lower abdomen being so tight that it was even painful didn’t feel bad. He grabbed his cock and drew a long line down the damp, wet hole. The gaping opening felt as if it were begging him to put it in.

When he pressed firmly into the wrinkles with his blunt tip, the hole, which had opened softly unlike the first time, slowly accepted and swallowed the glans. He inserted his cock very slowly. His gaze was meticulous as he stroked the hole—which had stretched to its limit and turned bright red—with his fingertips, checking to see if it had torn at all.

“Hng…… euts.”

“Does it hurt?”

“A…… it doesn’t hurt. Just, hurry.”

Kwon Jiho wished for him to please hurry and insert the member that was ticklishly scratching his inner walls, which had become sensitive to the point of excess. He kept asking if it hurt, and it felt like it wasn’t even half-inserted yet. He knew he was doing this out of concern for him, afraid it would hurt if he did it forcefully, but still…… it was even more stimulating because he was so slow. He kept wanting to slump down because all the strength had left his waist.

“Ah-hng, hng…….”

“Ha, Jiho.”

Do Yeonjae’s hands spread his buttocks. The hole swallowing his cock while mumble-sucking it was maddeningly lewd. His breathing grew rough. As he gripped his pelvis and pulled, the thought suddenly crossed his mind that he shouldn’t insert it all the way. If he put it all in, he felt like he would touch the womb. Do Yeonjae repeated the thrusts while leaving about two joints of his finger’s length out.

Tiny beads of sweat formed on his slender spine. When he shoved his cock in while mashing his prostate, Kwon Jiho even slightly lifted his buttocks.

“Do you like it? Hmm? Tell me.”

“Uung. I…… I like it. Euts, I like it.”

Without pheromones, his private parts were soaked with the pre-cum that had flowed out from within. The shaft, wet with sticky bodily fluids, shone glisteningly. Do Yeonjae began to move little by little faster. In fact, just a few thrusts were enough to make his urge to ejaculate soar.

Just as he was being careful not to go in too deeply while thrusting, Kwon Jiho tightened his bottom. The hot and wet inner walls squeezed his member tightly. Ah. Without even a moment for Do Yeonjae to pull his cock out, he ejaculated inside just like that. Kwon Jiho trembled at the waist, feeling the semen gushing—gush, gush—inside him.

“Ha.”

Because Kwon Jiho tended to tire quickly when having sex, he had tried to hold back his ejaculation as much as possible, thinking he should finish in one round. He wanted to be connected for even a little bit longer. However, the sex ended so quickly that such a resolution was put to shame. Although he had held back his ejaculation for tens of minutes, it felt insufficient and lacking. Kwon Jiho, who had been gasping for breath, looked back with damp, wet eyes.

“Did it hurt?”

“It was good. So, this time…… I want to do it from on top.”

Kwon Jiho thought Do Yeonjae was moving too cautiously. Of course, he wouldn’t do it like before, but he didn’t feel like it would be dangerous to insert the member more than a moment ago. He didn’t think it would touch his womb, either. Do Yeonjae laughed at his bold suggestion. He sat up, leaning his back against the headboard.

Kwon Jiho, who sat on top of Do Yeonjae as if he had been waiting while receiving his help, grabbed his firmly erect member and slowly sank down. The hole, spreading softly, swallowed the glans as if sucking it in. He pulled his chin in and bit his lips tightly. Perhaps because of the excitement that hadn’t cooled down, he felt like he would ejaculate just by inserting the member into his body.

“Haa…….”

As the thick shaft pressed against his prostate, his hot inner walls trembled and clung to the shaft. Do Yeonjae groaned. Kwon Jiho closely observed his expression and tried to sink down a little further. Though he failed. Do Yeonjae reached out and grabbed his waist. He didn’t stop there, but raised his upper body to meet Kwon Jiho’s eyes.

“It hurts if it goes in further.”

“Now, it…… it doesn’t hurt.”

“The womb is lower down. It will hurt if it touches it.”

“Just a little more. If it hurts, haa, I’ll tell you it hurts.”

Kwon Jiho, who reached out his slender hands and hugged Do Yeonjae’s neck, moved up and down slowly. He sank in shallowly and occasionally inserted it deeply.

“Euts……. Ha-hng, hng.”

Do Yeonjae’s lips pressed firmly onto the neck that was revealed as he tilted his head back. Helping Kwon Jiho’s movements while standing his teeth up and gnawing on the soft flesh, he assisted him.

His vision blurred entirely from the pleasure that kept growing more excessive. Kwon Jiho moaned repeatedly and hugged Do Yeonjae.

“Ung, euts, ugh……!”

Do Yeonjae wrapped his arms around his back and laid him down as he was. Being pregnant, he felt sex shouldn’t continue as long as it used to. As he moved his waist forcefully with his thighs spread wide, Kwon Jiho moaned as if he were shattering, his lips wet and glistening with saliva.

Kwon Jiho, who had been trembling, eyes squeezed shut, opened his eyes wide. Every time he slammed into his insides, a tingling pleasure spread from his lower abdomen. He shook his head at the rising urge to urinate. It wasn’t a desire to ejaculate, it was definitely an urge to urinate.

“Director, sob, ah……! No, no, stop, h-eup, the…… the bathroom—!”

There was no time to hold it. Before his pitifully outstretched hand could even grab his member, Do Yeonjae shoved his cock in quickly. Trickle, trickling, a stream of water tracing a parabola fell, wetting the sheets. Plop, plop, it pooled like a puddle and slowly seeped in. As if there were still more to let out, his member trembled, and in time with Do Yeonjae’s thrusting of his waist, it trickled—trickle, trickle—moisture.

Do Yeonjae’s gaze was glued to the pink member. It was a tremendously stimulating scene. He didn’t bother to hold back the pleasure that felt like sparks rolling along all his nerves, nor the violently felt urge to ejaculate. Do Yeonjae also ejaculated while watching Kwon Jiho piss himself.

“……I, the, the bathroom……. I t-told you I wanted to go.”

“Yes, that’s right. You said you wanted to go. Shall we go now, Jiho?”

Do Yeonjae laughed, thrusting slowly. Kwon Jiho was left speechless at the affectionate question directed at him. He didn’t know how, or what, to explain. The urge to urinate had already been resolved. And he did it while lying on the bed! He wanted to hide anywhere out of shame. Thinking that he had ruined their first intimacy in months in such a way, he burst into tears.