Clap - 37
“Ugh, mm, ugh…”
Jaemin’s groans were muffled and crushed by the blanket. Ichan found this quite satisfying. Jaemin’s response, which was written all over his face as if he were in agony, was unpleasant to him.
From the beginning, Ichan had no interest in Jaemin’s reaction. His body, which was not responding and couldn’t feel anything properly, did not pique his interest. This was just a process to move on to the next stage.
Jaemin twisted his head weakly, barely creating a breathing space. The musty wool smell of the blanket pricked his nostrils. He felt nausea rising again. But with Ihyun watching with sharp eyes, he couldn’t even vomit.
“It hurts… so… it hurts…”
Jaemin, with his vision half-blurred, muttered about his pain. Why, why must it be this torturous? Can’t it be a little kinder, a little more gentle? He said he would love him. Why is he so cold? Is this the punishment for trying to escape?
With not a warm glance, a gentle touch, or a kind kiss in sight, all kinds of thoughts came to mind. Then, suddenly, Ichan’s words came to mind.
“To make it manifest faster, you need to make your body quickly realize that it has to manifest.”
All of this is a cruel intention. Ichan is deliberately making him suffer. If Jaemin were an already manifested Omega, he would accept the penetrating penis of an Alpha joyfully. He hopes that his body, driven to the brink, will choose manifestation as its last resort.
Jaemin pressed his lips together. Although the muffled sound dispersed through his throat, he still swallowed the groans. A sense of ridiculous stubbornness arose. Manifestation. He wanted to postpone it by any means. He had no intention of going along with what these insane psychos wanted.
Jaemin, sprawled on the bed, swayed weakly with the movements of the man on top of him. How many hours had passed? Even though he knew there were no windows or clocks, he looked at the wall in vain. The plain, pale wall seemed to snicker at Jaemin. Jaemin responded with contempt.
It no longer hurt. The sharp pain points had fled a couple of hours ago, surrendering to the situation. The brain, which had been endlessly repeating “It hurts, it hurts, it hurts,” was now exhausted and merely observing the situation.
Should it be said that it feels like being eaten alive? No, it would be more accurate to say it feels like being eaten. The lower body felt as though it was consumed by a beast, and the upper body felt like it was half torn apart, leaving only the chest and neck. Still, he felt both relieved and frustrated that he wasn’t dead.
“Hah, you can’t feel anything with your chest or from behind. Jaemin, you’re completely useless as an Omega.”
Ihyun, who had wiped his sweat-drenched bangs, said with a sly tone. He didn’t forget to pinch Jaemin’s nipples, which were already swollen from being pinched and torn. According to him, Jaemin couldn’t feel anything at all. If what he meant by ‘feeling’ was pleasure rather than pain, then indeed. He felt nothing at all.
While Ihyun and Ichan took turns and came inside him twice each, Jaemin never came once. No, he couldn’t even get erect. Sadly, because he had a normal, average body and lacked the ability to transform pain into pleasure.
Jaemin twitched his lips. If only he would quickly become an Omega.
The resolve from a few hours ago, not to manifest no matter what, had long since scattered. It disappeared cleanly and without a trace.
When Ihyun and Ichan had alternated twice, Jaemin had a premonition that this painful affair would never end. He also recalled Ihyun’s words before starting the sex, that they would rest for a week at the hospital.
So, continuing… for a week… or perhaps even longer… he would have to endure this painful affair. He had no confidence in his endurance. It would be a relief if he didn’t go mad in the middle.
He wished he would manifest quickly. Then it wouldn’t be as painful; it might be better. He wanted to feel the two men’s penetrating penises like sweet candy. He wanted to wiggle his buttocks too, and wished for heated moans instead of stifled ones.
The speed of his body’s movements increased. This signified that Ihyun’s climax was approaching. Jaemin looked up at him with blurred vision. Ihyun smiled, making eye contact. It was a pleasant smile. At the same time, the fourth ejaculation Ihyun released soaked Jaemin’s belly.
As Ihyun withdrew, without a moment to catch his breath, Ichan charged in. Jaemin observed with eyes long dead.
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