The Smell of Something Fishy Chapter 12.2 - extra 1: the smell of a flower

The man’s cock, which had been firmly swollen, burst as if it had popped. A tingling afterglow reached his mind in an instant.

Yeonseo reflexively embraced the man tightly. With both arms and legs wrapped around him, he endured the ongoing thrusts. The caresses received right after ejaculation, when sensitivity was heightened, were indescribably thrilling.

Yes… perhaps he knew it would come to this.

Wasn’t it routine to roll around with him whenever he opened his eyes? But how could he stand tall and pretend to be unaffected on his own?

The trouble was that now, carrying a child, he desired him far more passionately than when he was single. People said pregnancy reduced sexual desire, but he was different even in that regard. His desire surged constantly, making things quite difficult. He now knew, even in the early stages, that he needed to restrain himself from physical intimacy.

Moreover, weren’t they twins? There were two children in his womb. There were more than enough reasons to be cautious.

This was probably an ignorant guess on his part. Yeonseo thought that if the children resembled Tae Shinju, his womb might feel too cramped for them. And in the midst of that, if the father’s cock were inserted, it might reach them…

“Park Yeonseo.”

Poke.

“Hah!”

“What were you thinking about that you didn’t even notice we arrived and started licking your husband’s face?”

The tip that had been pressing firmly against his back hole slid upward. The hole twitched repeatedly in anticipation of penetration. Yeonseo lowered his eyes and shook his head.

“Ugh… hnn, ah…”

A pitiful moan. His heart sank needlessly as the thick glans slightly parted the hole and then slipped away again. He was burning with impatience.

Press.

“Did you imagine Hyung biting the baby’s cock or something?”

The lascivious whisper was the trigger. Yeonseo, as if being chased, tensed his calves. He pressed down on the man’s waist, desperately trying to take him inside.

“Hah… ahh!”

“Damn, shit…”

“Ah, ahh…!”

Pulling with his calves was one thing, but it was equally important to move his hips to draw the cock into the hole.

Yeonseo instinctively learned the technique. Pressing tightly, as the glans entered, the rest became much easier. Tae Shinju’s cock didn’t have a significant difference in thickness between the glans and the shaft, so it slid in smoothly as he sat down.

“The baby’s mom has gone wild again, huh? Can’t stand the itch in your pussy? Want Hyung’s cock that badly?”

Thrust!

“Haaang!”

The moan was particularly high and intense. The back hole was a spot that drove Yeonseo wild in a different way than the front. It was all because Tae Shinju was excessively thick. Without needing to do anything, just entering was enough to graze the prostate, sending electric shocks through his entire body.

Hyung, Hyung…

Yeonseo panted mindlessly, unaware of what he was calling out. He hadn’t been in his right mind since Tae Shinju mentioned Hyung or pussy.

Honestly, “Hyung” felt more embarrassing than “husband.” Was it because being called Hyung made him feel like a child? The way it sounded oddly cruder didn’t seem like just his imagination.

Smack, slurp, thrust!

Sticky, wet sounds of coupling echoed from the back hole. Yeonseo closed his eyes and tilted his chin up. The feeling of being completely filled was euphoric. It was hot and stifling, but the heavy weight of the man pressing down on him and the sensation of their bodies intertwined felt familiar and reassuring.

Tae Shinju sneered with his characteristic cold laugh.

“Said you wanted tteokbokki… you should’ve been honest from the start.”

“Ugh!”

The base of the cock, which Yeonseo hadn’t fully taken in, plunged deep, piercing his insides in one go. Spurt, splash. Yellow liquid, different from semen, splattered onto Tae Shinju’s clothes. When the narrow path deep inside was penetrated, Yeonseo usually ended up leaking urine or squirting. The area near the colon, like the entrance to the womb in the front, was Yeonseo’s weak spot.

His body, tormented by orgasm, trembled faintly. It clenched tightly around the cock it had taken in, contracting his entire body. But because of the cock tearing through the tightened walls, Yeonseo was at a loss for what to do.

Thump, thump, thump!

“Hic, hah! Ah! Aaaah!”

“Haa… baby’s mom, is this tteokbokki? Tasty?”

The man, having inserted himself to the hilt, rotated his hips. He rubbed the entrance in circles and then thrust in again with a thump.

Gush… Liquid burst from the front pussy, which hadn’t even been touched, twitching and clenching as if it were gripping a cock. Seeing the gaping, opening-and-closing hole, Tae Shinju bent his middle finger and fed it to the greedy pussy.

“Two mouths, and still not satisfied.”

Then, as if struck by a brilliant idea, his eyes gleamed.

“Shall we give the babies some tteokbokki too?”

🕷️

So, he couldn’t tell if this was a dream or reality. No, even if it was a dream, it was hard to discern where the dream began or ended. Was it a dream from the moment he went to buy tteokbokki, or was this very moment the dream?

“Ah, no…”

Smooch, kiss.

Yeonseo weakly squirmed on the sofa. A dark head was precisely covering his pale groin.

The hospital room.

Yeonseo opened his eyes on the familiar hospital room sofa. The last scene he remembered was fooling around with him in the car, but when he came to, he was lying on the sofa, his lower body being sucked.

Moreover, his pale body was stained with artificial red liquid in various places.

Drip… Another drop of tteokbokki sauce fell where his pubic hair should have been. Regardless of the red liquid flowing to the floor, Tae Shinju swallowed the spicy-sweet cock in one gulp.

“Hn…!”

The same went for Yeonseo, lying on the opposite side.

A cock smeared with tteokbokki sauce, reeking of it as if it had been soaked, filled Yeonseo’s small mouth.

Tae Shinju stirred the narrow mouth, rolling his plump cock inside. Grabbing and spreading the soft buttocks, the fragrant scent of the pussy seeped through the thick sauce smell. Chasing that scent, he buried his nose in the red flesh while holding the cock in his mouth, pressing his nose firmly against the entrance as if to shove it in.

“Hnn, ngh, hrrng!”

Yeonseo, pinned beneath, was on the verge of passing out.

The cock tasting of tteokbokki was bizarre, and the smell emanating from his own body felt surreal. His whole body felt like it had become tteokbokki… yet the hard cock was delicious. The cock stuffed deep in his throat didn’t smell fishy but carried a scent he loved, making his tongue move urgently.

“Mmm… tteokbokki is delicious. I get why you were craving it in your sleep.”

“Ung, hah, ngh!”

“Clam tteokbokki isn’t bad either. My taste leans toward hot clam soup, but this isn’t bad. I could eat this without getting tired.”

Tae Shinju spoke the vulgar talk as if merely evaluating the taste, and he seemed to genuinely believe it. It wasn’t even a tone meant to humiliate Yeonseo.

Press. The cock pushed an inch deeper into the contracting throat. The tteokbokki smell and taste grew stronger. Yeonseo’s eyes glazed over dreamily.

Could you get drunk on tteokbokki? He felt as dazed as if he’d drunk heavily, left with only the smell and sensation.

He wanted to eat more…

It was already deeper than usual. Yeonseo could tolerate gagging well, but he didn’t often take Tae Shinju’s cock in his mouth. The man’s glans was too thick for Yeonseo’s mouth, often causing his lips to split. Tae Shinju preferred teasing the pussy with the tip of his cock, usually allowing only a light lick with the tongue.

But today was different. Instinctively, he knew. This was the moment he could eat as much as he wanted, just as Tae Shinju was greedily sucking and biting his lower parts while talking about clams…

“Hn… ngh.”

“Tch… Park, Yeonseo.”

At an unusual depth, Tae Shinju tried to pull his hips back. Yeonseo hurriedly wrapped his arms around his waist and opened his throat.

Press…

The thick glans passed the entrance to his throat, reaching a place it had never touched before. It was the moment it finally pierced through his throat.

‘A bit… tight?’

It felt like his airway was blocked. It was as if the cock filled him up to his chest. It was similar to the overwhelming sensation when it was thrust too deep below. His chest felt tight, but it wasn’t unbearable, and it strangely excited him.

“Haa…”

Above all, Tae Shinju. The man atop him couldn’t hide his excitement. His usually calm breathing was now ragged and panting. His moans were always a catalyst that stirred Yeonseo.

How far could he take it?

Yeonseo swallowed Tae Shinju’s cock eagerly, testing his own limits. Oddly, while sucking the other’s cock, his own stood erect, dripping with fluid. His cock was painfully swollen. The scent of tteokbokki mixed with Tae Shinju’s distinctive body odor grew stronger in his nostrils.

Fishy…

Thrust!

“Hnng!”

As Tae Shinju vigorously sucked Yeonseo’s cock, he began thrusting. The outline of the cock moving in and out of his throat was vivid, as if his lower abdomen were bulging.

“Hah, shit… Park Yeonseo, Park Yeonseo…”

“Ngh!”

“Fuck, is it tasty? Is this cock that delicious? If I’d known you were crazy for tteokbokki, I’d have fed it to you sooner.”

So hard, so hard…

Yeonseo answered inwardly. It smelled of tteokbokki, but ultimately, it could never be tteokbokki. It was as hard and firm as frozen rice cakes, with a completely different texture.

Not to Tae Shinju, apparently.

“You’re chewing it so well with your throat, huh? Chewy and good to eat, right? Yeah, too soft isn’t tasty. It’s gotta be firm to be satisfying.”

Even thrusting so deeply, he failed to take it to the root. Yeonseo wasn’t disappointed. The throat was a hole too, and the tteokbokki-flavored cock pounding it felt so good that he instinctively rocked his hips.

“Ngh, hnn, ah, ung!”

Slurp! As if to keep the pooling juices from spilling, Tae Shinju swallowed the pussy’s fluids greedily. His thick Adam’s apple moved with a deep sound.

Yeonseo trembled as his balls were sucked and nibbled. The lascivious tongue licked the entire pussy, persistently teased the balls, and suddenly plunged into the red entrance.

Ah… it tickles. It tickles so much inside.

He could feel the entrance gaping. There was no way Tae Shinju wouldn’t notice what he himself could feel.

“Cough!”

The cock that had filled his throat was swiftly pulled out. Without changing position, it pierced straight into the pussy hole.

“Ah…!”

“Hoo.”

It was a position they’d never tried before. The cock entered from an unfamiliar angle, scraping his insides. For Yeonseo, the insertion was starkly visible. The massive cock stretched the small, delicate entrance grotesquely as it pushed in. The vertical shaft, slick with the juices from his throat, gleamed.

Thrust, thrust!

“…!”

This is weird. It’s strange.

Yeonseo hadn’t realized that just changing positions could make it feel like his first time, his breath catching. Logically, it was similar to doggy style, but his body reacted differently, unable to breathe steadily.

“Haa… honey, this tteok is delicious too.”

“Ahh! Aaaah!”

The man, pounding rhythmically, suddenly shook his hips. It was a signal of ejaculation.

Yeonseo tilted his chin up, enduring the friction. The rapid friction brought him insane pleasure. His thighs spread wide, and his instincts took over, urging his body to take the man deeper.

“Ugh…”

Squelch, smack, splat, kiss kiss kiss…

The sound of friction, not unlike pounding rice cakes, continued for a while. Yeonseo’s pussy was filled with a gush of cock fluid. It was thinner than semen, almost liquid in texture.

Taking that ejaculation deep inside, Yeonseo also poured out the liquid pooled in his womb.

“Haaa…”

A heavy moan escaped from the lover who had climaxed simultaneously.

“Mmm…”

Tae Shinju slowly separated their bodies. Pop, with a sound like uncorking a bottle, the pooled liquid leaked out. The man lifted the utterly sprawled Yeonseo and held him to his chest. Embracing the sweat- and fluid-soaked body, he murmured softly.

“Devoured you again.”

It was the tone of someone who’d resolved to diet but kept eating late-night snacks. To Tae Shinju, it wasn’t much different.

In early pregnancy, he’d tried to starve Yeonseo of this, but he couldn’t resist…

It was a wonder how he’d managed before.

And today, of all days…

Tap.

As he continued his thoughts, Yeonseo hugged his broad back. Pressing his forehead to his lover’s nape, he soon fell asleep, breathing softly, as if he could only rest securely in his arms.

A tteokbokki packet carelessly spread on the table, a stained sofa, and the lover in his arms.

Tae Shinju’s gaze swept over the surroundings before turning to the ceiling.

“…”

Since learning love, there were moments when he felt it more deeply than words could express.

Moments like now, when a single gesture from his lover brought reassurance. Moments when he confirmed his lover was in his arms. Moments when everything felt alright.

Blink…

Tae Shinju slowly closed and opened his eyes. After eating and drinking his fill in the dead of night, drowsiness hit him hard. Savoring his tteokbokki-flavored lover, he gently carried Yeonseo to the bathroom.

Dawn was still far off.

Under the veil of the darkest night, the lover and the children drifted into sweet dreams. Tae Shinju dreamed of Yeonseo.

It was a dream of love.