Flower Fiancé Chapter 85

As he breathed out ragged and heavy gasps, a large hand stroked his cheek. Ji Yeonwoo pressed his face into it, catching the hand that touched his cheek with both hands. Whether he had been rubbing against the core of his body alone or not didn’t matter anymore. His lower abdomen felt ticklish, and the core trapped inside his drawers felt entirely suffocated. He simply wanted to do something about his body, which was burning up to an overwhelming degree.

“Mr. Moohyuk, mmm-.”

Turning his head, Ji Yeonwoo buried his lips into the hollow of the palm that cupped his cheek and kissed it with a soft sound. As Ji Yeonwoo grasped his rough hand with both hands and pressed his lips all over the palm, the moment he tried to take one of his fingers into his mouth,

“Ha, fuck.”

Startled, he let out a low curse and pulled the back of his head back firmly. Opening his mouth wide, he captured the lips of Ji Yeonwoo that came forward just like that, devouring them savagely. Red tongues tangled messily between the parted lips. He couldn’t be aware of the ragged breaths escaping and the saliva flowing even a little bit.

“I suddenly regret it. I should have gone ahead and killed that bastard Lee Hyunjoon.”

Tearing open the cumbersome shirt with both hands, Choi Moohyuk moved downward, pressing his lips against him with chup, chu-up sounds. A fleeting thought crossed his mind that perhaps he was jealous, but that lasted only for a moment. When he buried his lips into the hollow of the nape of his neck and collarbone and licked upward with a wet tongue, Ji Yeonwoo trembled and pressed his body even closer.

“Nnng!”

Feeling his body floating up into midair, Ji Yeonwoo hastily wrapped both arms around Choi Moohyuk’s neck and hung on. Closely kissing him without letting up, Choi Moohyuk lifted Ji Yeonwoo’s two legs, pressed them tight against his lower body, and entered the house. Hastily kicking off his shoes, Choi Moohyuk headed for the sofa without even making it to the bedroom.

Setting Ji Yeonwoo down on his lap, Choi Moohyuk unbuttoned his shirt while kissing him. His shirt and Ji Yeonwoo’s thin pajama pants, along with his drawers, fell to the floor below the sofa.

Embracing the pale, soft body that had now become naked, Choi Moohyuk kissed him. While Ji Yeonwoo, placing both hands on his thickly muscled chest, was absorbed in the kiss, his hand moved downward. A single finger rubbed explicitly over the closed folds.

“Feels good? Right here, you’re already wet.”

Licking wetly along the outer ear, he spoke in a languid voice. Even as he said that, his hand was teasingly stroking and stimulating only around the folds.

As his finger hovered around the opening, acting as if it might enter or might not, torturing his impatience, all his senses began to concentrate downward. Looking at Choi Moohyuk with a flushed face, Ji Yeonwoo panted in small gasps.

“Mmm, Mr. Moohyuk. Hurry, quickly…”

Pleading in a small voice, Ji Yeonwoo looked like he was about to burst into tears at any second. Breath rushing out of him, Choi Moohyuk’s gaze completely transformed as if he had discovered a new lifeform. The moment he felt that gaze filled with sexual desire, a long finger pushed the folds apart and entered inside.

“Ah-ah!”

With an unpleasant foreign sensation accompanied by pleasure, Ji Yeonwoo let out a short scream. Unlike lifting his head and laborously exhaling short, broken breaths, the already wet opening and inner walls accepted the invading finger without difficulty. The finger, which repeated going in and out with squelching sounds, added another, and the second one began stretching the inner walls. The feeling was stark, but a pleasure greater than the pain washed over him, so he buried his face in Choi Moohyuk’s bare chest and let out tearful moans.

“Ah, what, what should I do. Hah, h-…”

“Does it feel good, being poked right here?”

Along with squelching sounds, as it stimulated the inner walls deeply, a low-pitched, languid voice echoed in his ear. Nodding his head up and down, he clung to him.

The straightly extended finger poked toward a deeper and deeper place. When the finger that had gone so deep inside touched a part of the inner wall, a tingling sensation shot through his whole body, and he tensed up tightly. The more he twitched, the more whitish semen intermittently spilled over his abs and chest.

“Ahn, mm-…”

However, an omega in heat was not going to calm down from a single ejaculation. The finger increased its count to three already, invading inside. The finger, which had entered by prying open the opening and was deeply bent, groped the inner walls before pulling straight out. And when it entered again, it spread wide between the fingers and turned, making a space to go in.

When his finger, which had repeated going in and out several times, pulled completely out, Ji Yeonwoo twitched and wrapped both arms around Choi Moohyuk’s neck.

“You can take more, right?”

He asked, obsessively pressing his lips against the nape of his neck to leave a mark. Everywhere his lips passed was full of reddish marks, but the voice asking was so tender it felt like it would melt his ears.

“Mnn, more, give me more.”

The pleasure encroaching upon his reason was terrifyingly intense. Words and actions that the usual Ji Yeonwoo could never say poured out of him recklessly, of their own accord.

Ji Yeonwoo hugged Choi Moohyuk’s neck, kissed him, and rubbed his hips against his thick erection felt from below. It looked like an action wishing to take his thing and swallow it down right away. Choi Moohyuk did not turn away the lewd Ji Yeonwoo.

“Hah, even if it’s hard today, I’m not stopping halfway through.”

Grabbing the hips rubbing over his erection tightly with both hands, Choi Moohyuk buried his lips in his nape and shoulders, sucking on them before setting his teeth and chewing on the skin playfully.

“So try to hold out well.”

A clinking sound rang out. Ji Yeonwoo, who had been absorbed in the kiss, opened his languidly closed eyes. What sound is that? The moment he thought it, something popped up with a thump and collided against his hips.

Realizing what it was wasn’t a very difficult problem. His erection, which had been suffocatingly trapped inside his drawers, rubbed between his hips. Though he couldn’t see it with his eyes, the erection pressing against him let him gauge its size just from the heavy sensation. As if wanting to get inside his body right away, his erection rubbed faster and faster between his hips, burrowing in. Then, as the crown of his erection pushed in by prying open the folds, a dull ache and a heavy strain pulled taut in his lower abdomen.

“Hhaat, ha, ah…”

Without realizing it, he tensed his body tightly. Clinging to him by wrapping his waist with his thighs, Ji Yeonwoo exhaled in short, broken gasps. Choi Moohyuk pressed his lips to the corners of the trembling Ji Yeonwoo’s eyes and cheeks as he didn’t know what to do.

“You have to relax. Hm?”

He buried his lips into the pale, exposed nape and licked upward with a wet tongue. While biting the flesh wet with saliva with his teeth and leaving marks to make him focus his senses, he grabbed his hips with both hands and pulled them apart. His erection burrowed deeper and deeper inside.

“Moohyuk, Mr. Moohyuk, h-hup, hhk, mmm-…”

With squelching sounds, the feeling of going out and repeatedly coming back in to burrow inside was raw. And when it finally swallowed down to the very base of the shaft, a certain point in his internal organs—whose end he couldn’t know—was heavily and thoroughly pressed down.

“Hha, ugh, cough.”

Ji Yeonwoo gasped for breath and coughed at the pressure that felt suffocatingly tight inside.

“I thought maybe, but you really took it all the way to the end.”

Stroking down that back of Ji Yeonwoo’s and letting out a ragged breath, Choi Moohyuk grabbed his pelvis with both hands and began thrusting his waist upward.

“You’re pretty, our Yeonwoo.”

Through his voice speaking while chewing playfully on his shoulder, the sound of his testicles slapping against him with loud thwack, thwack sounds echoed lewdly. The more he thrust his hips up, the more his body bounced, burrowing in deeper and deeper. Every time his erection pried open the inner walls and drove in, it felt as though the thickly swollen inner walls were sticking to it and getting dragged along. Each time that happened, goosebumps broke out along his spine and his lower abdomen tingled. In all his life, this kind of pleasure was a first.

Burying his face in Ji Yeonwoo’s collarbone and shoulders, Choi Moohyuk kneaded the flesh of his pelvis and hips hard, moving his waist without a moment of rest. The more violently Choi Moohyuk moved his waist, the more Ji Yeonwoo hurtled toward the peak of his heat. Having lost his reason, Ji Yeonwoo reached somewhere right in the middle of pain and pleasure, swaying just as Choi Moohyuk made him.

“Hh-et, mm, ah-ng, ah!”

Burying his face in his rigidly tensed shoulders, he let out moans just as they spilled from his mouth. His teeth collided so hard in his violently shaking body that they clicked.