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From the moment Jung Pureum put the ring on his finger, Moon Yeonghwa found it hard to maintain his sanity.

It wasn’t even a rut, but excitement overtook rational thought. If Moon Yeonghwa hadn’t said no, he would have stripped him right there and sunk his teeth into his nape.

How long had he waited for this day?

Trusting in the old saying that patience is bitter but its fruit is sweet, Jung Pureum had endured for a truly long time. Eight years is long enough to graduate from a six-year Korean medicine school and serve in the military.

For someone who had tasted only bitterness for eight years, having sweet chocolate placed in his mouth, there was no way his rationality would function normally.

“Pureum, hold on….”

Moon Yeonghwa, half-crushed under Jung Pureum, squirmed to adjust his position. Because of their size difference, he felt like he was being pressed between the body and the bed.

However, Jung Pureum was too busy touching Moon Yeonghwa’s flat chest to care. Whether he’d gained a little weight since last time, the flesh under his fingers felt soft and pliable.

“Your chest feels a bit bigger.”

“…Is that so? Ugh, don’t bite me all of a sudden.”

When Jung Pureum bit down with his teeth, Moon Yeonghwa winced slightly. Jung Pureum sucked on the spot where the teeth marks remained as if nursing on it. A red mark was left on the skin.

The fact that Moon Yeonghwa was wearing nothing under his bathrobe because he hadn’t brought extra clothes was quite arousing. It meant Moon Yeonghwa had become that comfortable with him.

He slipped his hand through the opening of the bathrobe and rubbed the heated body. From what he could feel, only the chest had gained a bit of weight; the stomach and thighs remained the same.

Moon Yeonghwa grumbled complaints at the hand that kept groping him so blatantly. Jung Pureum lifted his head and kissed Moon Yeonghwa again.

Because their marriage had just been confirmed, it was harder to restrain his excitement than before. His body felt hotter than during a rut cycle. Jung Pureum, who had been aroused and stirring since earlier, slid his erect penis between Moon Yeonghwa’s thighs.

Because of his constitution, Moon Yeonghwa didn’t build muscle easily, and Jung Pureum rubbed his penis against the soft inner thighs, using them as a hole. Moon Yeonghwa squirmed again at the unfamiliar sensation against his thighs.

“Just, uh, put it in….”

“You don’t like this?”

“The feeling is weird.”

“Weird how?”

“It’s, a little frustrating….”

But contrary to his words that it felt weird, Moon Yeonghwa’s lower body was already damp. He seemed to have been aroused ever since Jung Pureum bit and sucked his chest.

The period of abstinence under the guise of the Olympics had been too long. They had shown each other masturbating via video calls, but that wasn’t enough.

Jung Pureum spread open the wet lower part. The inside, not yet loosened, was wet but too tight to push his penis into.

But he couldn’t act with the patience he normally had.

He found a condom, put it on, and slowly inserted from the tip of the glans. The entrance stretched open as if it might tear. Unlike when he’d inserted after preparing the way with his fingers, the inside tightened as if trying to sever his penis.

“Ugh, hnn, uh….”

“Relax, hyung.”

“That’s, huff… not something I can control….”

“It feels like my dick is going to break….”

As if forgetting how to relax, the tender flesh inside repeatedly contracted, busy biting and swallowing the penis that had entered after so long.

His grip on Moon Yeonghwa’s hips tightened. If he couldn’t pull it out, it was better to push it all the way in at once. Jung Pureum applied his weight and inserted a little deeper.

Moon Yeonghwa let out a muffled moan. Both arms urgently pulled Jung Pureum closer. The sight of him clinging as if he were a lifeline only excited Jung Pureum more.

He wanted to marry Moon Yeonghwa as soon as possible. Even if the ceremony was held a little later, he wanted to imprint him so no one else could covet him, and to openly announce that he was his lover.

The greed he had suppressed so well burst forth like a broken dam. That was also why, unlike the wet entrance, he pounded deeper into the tight interior.

“Ah, hnngh, it hurts….”

“It hurts?”

“Mm… ugh, ah… don’t, hng, keep pushing it in.”

A couple of physiological tears rolled down Moon Yeonghwa’s cheek. For someone who had said to just put it in, he had little tolerance for pain.

Jung Pureum kissed the tear tracks left on Moon Yeonghwa’s cheek a few times. Despite his words of pain, Moon Yeonghwa was clearly aroused, his penis standing erect.

“For someone who says it hurts, you’re pretty excited….”

When he touched the stiff front, the already tight inside clenched hard.

The moment he pulled his penis halfway out and thrust it back in, Moon Yeonghwa curled his body. His shoulders trembled, suggesting he enjoyed being pounded inside more than having his front touched.

After a few more thrusts, the bumpy inner wall softened and wrapped around the shaft. Every time he scraped against the swollen interior, clear Cowper’s fluid dripped from Moon Yeonghwa’s erect penis.

With fluid leaking from both front and back, each thrust produced a splashing sound. The bed was as fluffy as Jung Pureum had promised, but the sheets were soon crumpled into a mess.

Both of them began to lose their composure, letting their pheromones flow freely.

Even though it wasn’t a heat or rut cycle, it was hard to control. Drenched in each other’s pheromones, they grew excited even at the slightest contact.

“Hyung.”

“Hng, hnn….”

“Why do you keep closing your eyes?”

“Because, ah, hngh, it’s too deep….”

“Normally all of it goes in.”

He’d thought the masturbation toy’s size was too small, but it seemed the inside had gotten shorter in the meantime. Jung Pureum looked down at Moon Yeonghwa’s lower abdomen as if measuring.

When he reached down and pressed on his stomach, Moon Yeonghwa gasped and tried to lift his upper body. Jung Pureum applied pressure to his abdomen.

As he thrust up and pressed the abdomen, Moon Yeonghwa came helplessly. The penis that had only been leaking Cowper’s fluid suddenly ejaculated semen.

“You really like having your stomach pressed.”

Did he like the pressure?

Jung Pureum grabbed Moon Yeonghwa’s trembling arm and lifted him up.

He wrapped his arms around him, supporting his waist, and lifted him to sit on top of his own body. Moon Yeonghwa’s weakened legs groped around and wrapped around Jung Pureum’s waist.

For someone who had lost all energy after one orgasm and was only gasping for breath, it was a surprisingly active move.

“With this little stamina, what are we going to do….”

“This, ah, why, why deeper, hngh….”

“It’s because the position changed. Is it hard?”

“This is, Korean medicine doctor, abuse….”

Moon Yeonghwa couldn’t complete a full sentence.

Because Jung Pureum thrust up with his thigh strength, his head fell halfway back. As if an electric current were running through him, his whole body tensed up, and spots flashed before his eyes.

Even though he’d already come once, the pleasure continued endlessly. If this continued, it really felt like some part of his body would break.

But perched on top of Jung Pureum, shaking, there was nowhere to run. Moon Yeonghwa clung to Jung Pureum with his trembling body.

Even when he sobbed for him to go a little slower, Jung Pureum only nodded in agreement and moved mercilessly. Unlike before, he showed no sign of stopping just because he said to stop.

Jung Pureum bit down on Moon Yeonghwa’s shoulder with his teeth. The desire to bite his neck was palpable.

“I want to imprint already.”

The sensation of rubbing the tip of his nose against the inside of his nape was vivid. When the curly hair tickled his chin, Moon Yeonghwa lowered his tired eyes.

Forget the event or whatever… should I just let him bite?

Moon Yeonghwa’s mind was equally hazy. Every time Jung Pureum thrust inside, his lower abdomen vibrated; there was no way he could stay sane.

“Can I really not bite you?”

Jung Pureum lightly teased Moon Yeonghwa’s erect penis with the tip of his nail. With stimulation coming from both front and back again, Moon Yeonghwa shook his head, unable to contain his excitement.

“Really?”

“Ah, mm… hng, I… let go, really….”

“I’m touching you because hyung is excited….”

“I, hngh, if we go further, ah, ugh… I’ll, I’ll faint.”

“But I haven’t come even once yet….”

Moon Yeonghwa chided Jung Pureum in a dying voice, telling him it was boring.

But Jung Pureum only let out a hollow laugh at the question of whether it was boring. No matter how he thought about it, Moon Yeonghwa was the problem rather than him. His stamina was just too lacking.

Strong stimulation continued in succession.

Reflecting Moon Yeonghwa’s feedback that he might faint if they went further, Jung Pureum blocked his urethra every time Moon Yeonghwa seemed about to come.

By the time Jung Pureum was about to orgasm while still inside, Moon Yeonghwa was truly on the verge of passing out. It would have been better to just ejaculate, but with the front blocked, his body miraculously couldn’t release anything and reached climax.

With his penis buried deep in the convulsing interior, Jung Pureum moved slowly. Even while pulling his penis out, Moon Yeonghwa was too sensitive to come to his senses.

“Are you okay?”

“Hnn, mm… I can’t do any more….”

“Hyung, I haven’t even come yet.”

“….”

“Maybe going in from behind is better.”

At the shameless remark, Moon Yeonghwa closed his eyes. He wanted to nag him, but he truly had no energy left.

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