Magic on the Dead Chapter 113

The finger that had invaded the hole moved slowly, as if to give him a moment to adjust, and did not delve any deeper. Eden thrusted his hips up once more. Hajin’s hand, which was holding both of their penises, reflexively tightened.

“Mmm…”

A languid moan escaped Eden’s lips, as if he was pleased. Even at that insignificant signal, Hajin felt excitement fill him up to the tips of his hair. Barely swallowing a curse, he began to move his hand quickly. The two penises, like thoroughly wet snakes, rubbed against each other squelchingly.

As the movement of his hand quickened, the motion of the finger digging inside the hole gradually grew rougher as well.

“Ah, ugh!”

When Hajin moved his hips without realizing it, Eden laughed and pushed the middle finger of his other hand into the hole as well. His mind grew hazy from the unfamiliar sensation of his bottom being stretched wide open. The two fingers began to stir inside the hot, wet hole as relentlessly as they could.

“I can’t do it here…!”

When Hajin whispered anxiously, Eden slapped a handprint on his buttock, as if to say not to worry.

“We’re not. Today is just for loosening you up in advance.”

The fingers that had invaded the wide-open hole had, at some point, increased to four. Eden, who finally found the prostate deep inside the hole, poked and scraped at it as if to torment it. Hajin’s eyes grew wet with arousal at the feeling of a fire being lit inside his hole.

Squelch, squelch…. A lewd sound came from the penises held together. Hajin, barely swallowing a moan, shivered. Not long after, the urge to cum rushed in.

“Ah, I think I’m going to cum. Hah…!”

“Wait.”

Eden, who was likewise filled with arousal to the top of his head, ground his teeth and whispered. Hajin, as if he could not hold it in any longer, released the hand holding their penises, and turned his upper body halfway to open the passenger side glove box. A handful of disposable tissues were grabbed in his hand.

However, Hajin could not cum right away. It was because Eden had once again blocked his urethra.

“Let go of this…!”

“I said let’s go together.”

“Then hurry… Heok!”

Eden blocked Hajin’s glans and diligently poked inside the hole with his other hand. Sparks flew before his eyes at the dizzying sensation of being violated from front and back. Hajin, his jaw trembling, tightly gripped Eden’s wet penis with both hands.

The corners of his eyes grew wet in vain at the feeling of a never-ending orgasm just before ejaculation. He desperately shook Eden’s penis. The more desperate he felt to cum, the more the veins on the back of his hand stood out.

Not long after, a low moan escaped Eden’s lips. Hajin, noticing the signal, hurriedly picked up the tissues he had dropped on the passenger seat. However, before he could even clean up, a sticky load of cum splattered onto his chest and under his chin.

Splat, splat….

“Hah…!”

A gush of white liquid belatedly spurted out from Hajin’s dick, which had been blocked for a long time. While he was grimacing in dismay, Eden pulled the back of Hajin’s head and captured his lips. The two tongues, heated with excitement, once again intertwined messily.

Eden, unconcerned about his wet chin and torso, pulled Hajin even tighter into his embrace. Hoo, hook…. Hot heat and feverish breaths floated in the air. Before he could even enjoy the afterglow of his orgasm, arousal began to rise again.

The travel tissues, in the end, were not used and rolled onto the floor with a thump.

🃏

How long had they walked along the bypass road? The bridge pier supporting the road was broken, making it impossible to go any further. The number of zombies rushing at them was also considerable, making it an arduous march in many ways. In the end, the group gave up on the shortcut and turned back the way they came for a long while, entering a village alongside a large river.

In the afternoon, they found and rode abandoned public bicycles, picking up speed quickly along the river. Jeffrey, who had recklessly pushed ahead despite Eden’s warning, ended up falling off his bike and tumbling to the ground.

The skin on the left side of his face, shoulder, elbow, and knee was grotesquely scraped. A rosy red color swirled beneath his dark skin. Byeol, even though she wasn’t the one who got hurt, saw Jeffrey’s tearful face and burst into loud sobs.

The child, who was always mature and brave, had started to whine more frequently since Miso left. Hajin was busy soothing Jeong Byeol, and Jeffrey, after picking up the child who was crying for him only to be rejected for smelling bad, was the one who ended up with tears in his eyes.

Eden led the group and found a nearby neighborhood pharmacy. On the pharmacy counter lay one corpse whose flesh had completely melted away, making its form unrecognizable, and a zombie with both arms torn off, lying face down. Perhaps thanks to the gruesome-looking gatekeepers, the medicines inside the store were fortunately untouched, with no signs of theft.

Just like before, Eden gathered essential supplies for survival such as gauze, antifungal antibiotics, ibuprofen, anti-diarrhea medicine, and toothbrushes in order, and then laid the limping Jeffrey on the floor. As he unhesitatingly poured saline solution over the wound, Jeffrey squirmed and whined.

【Ah, gently, you crazy…! I’m telling you, it really hurts!】

Hajin, who was chewing and swallowing strawberry-flavored nutritional supplements with Byeol, swallowed a bitter laugh at the somehow familiar scene. The face of police officer Lee Changyeol overlapped with Jeffrey’s face as he lay squirming on the floor.

It had been less than a season, but the memory already felt as distant as if it had been years ago. Lee Changyeol had been bitten by a zombie on the way to the police station, and Hajin had killed the zombified him with a single blow in a pharmacy.

It was a naive time when he thought he had crossed a river of no return. But now, he hardly felt any great emotion even when tearing flesh and breaking bones.

The days when he couldn’t fall asleep easily, feeling guilty just from learning that a person’s skull wasn’t as hard as he thought, were being forgotten as if they were from a past life.

He himself couldn’t tell whether he had gotten used to it, whether he was tired, or whether he had stopped thinking altogether. Over the shoulder of the pensive Hajin, the voices of Jeffrey and Eden bickering grew louder.

【I’m telling you I can’t reach it, you bastard! Just apply it for me!】

Eden indifferently tossed a powdered ointment, good for oozing wounds, into Jeffrey’s hand with a thud.

【There’s a mirror over there. You can do it yourself just fine.】

【You heartless bastard….】

【Just do it roughly and get up quickly. We have a long way to go.】

Jeffrey, lying on the floor, glared at Eden with narrowed eyes. Then, as if that wouldn’t work, he rolled his large eyes and sent a pleading look to Hajin, who was standing there blankly.

【Hajin. That traitor Eden says he doesn’t even want to touch my body because it’s disgusting. I’m sorry, but can you come and take a look at my wound?】

Hajin looked at Jeffrey, who also had a wound on his cheek, and narrowed his brow as if he himself felt the sting.

“Alright, just a moment.”

After briefly setting Byeol down on the floor, Hajin approached Jeffrey. It was the moment he pulled up the hem of his shorts above his thigh to check his leg. Thwack. His wrist was suddenly grabbed. The place he turned his head to in surprise was Eden, looking at him with a displeased gaze.

“I’ll just do it, so step back.”

He said, annoyed, and pushed Hajin far away. Jeffrey, who was watching, opened his mouth in disbelief.

【What the hell? I’m going to ask Hajin, so don’t interfere. I don’t need your help.】

【Why don’t you just shut up and take it when I’m offering to do it for you. I’m already pissed off enough that you fell off your bike because you’re an idiot.】

【Why. Are you pissed off at the thought of Do Hajin touching my body? You’ve got a serious case, you bastard…! Yeah, go on, more!】

Eden roughly picked at Jeffrey’s wound as if to tell him to shut up. Ugh! Jeffrey, who barely managed to hold back a scream, grabbed his friend by the collar. Hajin, Jeong Byeol, and Pie, unable to watch any longer, rushed between the two.

“Please, both of you, grow up!”

“Uncles! You stupid poopy-butts!”

“Woof woof!”

Hajin barely managed to end the fight by shoving the strawberry-flavored children’s nutritional supplements he had in his pocket into the mouths of the two grown men.

It was already evening. They had tried to speed up, but the time wasted on the road was long, and their travel was delayed by more than half a day.

Hajin found himself feeling absurd and pathetic for being relieved at the thought that he had more time with Eden in the midst of it all. That evening, they went up to a 5-story building and slept on the rooftop.

The next day, Byeol, who must have eaten something bad, was listless all day. The child, who repeatedly fell asleep and woke up in her uncles’ arms, clamped her mouth shut with an annoyed face. It seemed her patience had finally run out in the arduous fight for survival.

To soothe his niece’s mood, Eden, in a corner of a factory where they had hidden from the scorching sun, clumsily performed the cup magic he had learned from Hajin. The child’s jewel-like eyes wavered uncontrollably, and the corners of her mouth, which had been set firmly all day, rounded into a smile.

“Uncle, do it one more time! Huh? Just one more time!”

Eden, who had been playing with the child with magic for a while, turned his gaze to Hajin. Toward him, who was squinting his eyes as if to say thank you, Hajin also returned a faint smile.