My Bloody Valentine - 46

Taesin’s tongue trailed from the base of Han’s spine to his entrance, sweeping all the way down to his perineum. Han twisted his body as if in convulsion.

“N-no, I don’t like it!”

Shivers ran down his spine. But Taesin paid no heed and pressed his lips against Han’s entrance.

Sucking sounds echoed without restraint, and Han trembled in embarrassment. Taesin delicately traced the tightly closed folds with his tongue. It was a highly sensitive area with many nerve endings. Overwhelmed by indescribable sensations, Han gasped and squirmed with each touch, his breath hitching.

“St-stop it!”

With all his might, Han twisted his body and shook his head vigorously. But Taesin wickedly licked and probed his tongue inside, stirring up the folds.

“Ah…!”

A shiver ran from head to toe. Taesin’s thick tongue slowly entered, exploring gently but persistently, observing Han’s changing expressions. Taesin now knew exactly where Han felt it most. Whenever his fingertips accidentally brushed that spot, Han tensed, lifted his hips, and trembled, his thighs quivering.

As Taesin explored slowly but persistently, Han’s expression changed. Taesin now knew exactly where Han felt it most. Whenever his fingertips accidentally brushed that spot, Han tensed, lifted his hips, and trembled, his thighs quivering.

When Taesin withdrew his fingers from the hole, Han’s body was already limp. As he widened Han’s legs further and approached between them, his hot erection brushed against Han’s perineum.

Although he wanted to push him away desperately, his body, already beyond reason, couldn’t move an inch.

His blunt and firm tip touched the entrance. The round glans pressed firmly against the flesh, and with force, it began to penetrate inside. Despite loosening his mouth and hands, Han’s interior was excessively narrow compared to the massive penis.

The large plum-like red glans gradually disappeared, and the swollen mucous membrane stretched to its limit. Painful groans escaped Han’s lips.

“Ah…!”

Feeling like something was wrong, Han glanced down absentmindedly and sharply inhaled. With each slow penetration, his lower abdomen slightly bulged. It was a scene as gruesome as those of bloodshed in movies.

Taesin pushed in the bent shaft until it was fully inside Han’s body, then exhaled the breath he had been holding. His lips were firmly sealed against the texture of the clinging inner walls.

Now, Taesin felt somewhat relieved. Seeing Han struggling helplessly while he completely filled him up with his own body brought him unparalleled satisfaction.

Overwhelmed with fear, Han clutched his swollen lower abdomen and anxiously waited for when I would start moving. In his demeanor, there was no trace of the usual anger, hatred, or disdain towards me.

Slowly, Taesin began to move his hips, teasing each fold of my inner walls.

“Ah… h-huh…”

As he pushed in and pulled out, a pleasurable sensation surged with each movement. My strength involuntarily flowed into Taesin’s tightly closed mouth.

Han collapsed under the sensation of Taesin’s rigid penis gently grazing sensitive areas. He crumbled without resistance. He would have preferred pain; the discomfort was only momentary upon entry.

With each pleasurable wave coursing through my belly, Han clenched the bedsheet, fighting to stifle his cries. Even as he bit his lips hard to clear his muddled mind, the gradually intensifying pleasure overwhelmed him.

But soon, the pleasure reached its peak, and Han’s cries echoed from his head to his neck as Taesin’s relentless movements continued.

“Aah!”

Trembling uncontrollably, Han desperately tried to push away the overwhelming sensation. Tears streamed down his face.

“Embrace me,” Taesin commanded softly, his eyes piercing through Han’s remaining rationality.

“No… I don’t want to…”

Tears pooled in Han’s eyes as he defiantly met Taesin’s gaze.

“Is that so?”

Gripping the bedhead with one hand, Taesin thrust his hips violently.

Thump, thump, thump. His massive penis mercilessly penetrated Han deeply, causing the bed to shake violently.

“Ah, no! Ahh!”

The relentless pressure on his prostate was excruciating. As Taesin filled him, Han’s face and neck turned crimson. Despite Taesin’s rough movements, Han’s body was fully immersed in pleasure.

With a firm grip on Han’s waist, Taesin vigorously moved his hips. The bed’s springs creaked, adding momentum to his intense thrusts. Tears flowed from Han’s eyes like a waterfall.

“Euh… huh… aah…”

Han screamed, his body trembling. It felt as if a raging bull were trampling over him. He tried to stifle his cries by biting the bedsheet, but soon, it was soaked with tears.

This was nothing but agony, but even as he tried to convince himself of that, he found himself wailing loudly.

Bending over Han’s chest, Taesin pressed his against it and greedily licked away Han’s tears. His tongue snaked between Han’s eyelashes, like trying to lick his eyeballs forcefully. Han trembled in fear. Someday, he felt, Taesin would devour him whole.

Taesin’s lips, which had licked away even the tears streaming from Han’s tear ducts, descended to his lips.

“Open your mouth wider.”

From then on, Han’s reason and instinct began to separate completely. His parted lips widened slightly, and Taesin promptly pushed his tongue deep into his open mouth.

Slithering like a snake, his tongue explored the roof of Han’s mouth, probing and teasing fervently. Overflowing saliva trickled down Han’s lips.

Taesin completely invaded Han. Below, with his penis, and above, with his tongue, he filled every inch of Han. It was an expression of relentless possessiveness.

“Uh… ugh…”

Taesin’s tongue, which had been exploring deep into Han’s throat like another penis, slid out and brushed against Han’s lips. Along with the hot breath, a transparent strand of saliva stretched between their lips. The mounting excitement was gradually reaching its peak.

Seeing Han’s penis stand erect with anticipation, Taesin’s eyes glowed with a reddish tint.

“They say just stimulating the back can make you climax.”

“Uh, no, I can’t… I can’t…”

Feeling Han’s thigh tense against his hip bone, Taesin guided him with a subtle nudge in the direction he desired. He could sense that a few more thrusts would push Han over the edge.

Slowing down his tempo, Taesin moved deliberately, keeping the sensation tantalizingly close to the boiling point without reaching it.

“Uh… ugh…”

Instinctively, Han’s hand moved downward. He wanted to reach the end, even if it meant touching himself.

Taesin gathered both of Han’s wrists and pressed them above his head. Han’s waist, twisted in impatience, resembled prey caught on a stick.

The sensation, which had been building to the point of bursting, suddenly slowed down, driving Han nearly insane. It was so ticklish that he wanted to insert his fingers and scratch inside. Taesin, looking at Han with a lazy voice, asked,

“Why?”

“Uh… ugh…”

“Not enough? Should I thrust harder? Like earlier?”

His mind and body were disconnected. While he resisted from above, his lower body continued to stimulate where he desired.

With a very willing smile, Taesin whispered into Han’s ear in a low voice.

“Hold tight. Then, I’ll give you what you want.”

Han lost control over his body. He was on the verge of losing his mind due to the heightened excitement.

Eventually, surrendering completely to pleasure, Han wrapped his arms around Taesin’s neck as soon as Taesin released his wrists.

Finally, Han embraced Taesin.

“Ha… damn it.”

A sense of euphoria, like finding the last missing piece of an irretrievable puzzle, seized Taesin.

From the lightly encircled neck down to the spine, Han’s entire body tingled with a force that could only be described as weak.

Taesin, as if waiting, began to thrust vigorously. With each thrust, Han was pushed higher, as if he were being lifted into the sky, higher and higher until all the buildings looked tiny.

And then, like a balloon swelling and bursting, Han began to convulse downward. His body, reaching its climax, writhed and convulsed, and he experienced what felt like a seizure.

“No, no, no, please, please…”

Han’s pleas, like screams, continued incessantly, but Taesin didn’t stop. Han felt himself rising higher and higher, almost to the point where he could see the sky.

At that moment, a white liquid burst from Han’s penis. It spread across Taesin’s chest and abdomen, dribbling down his abs.

Without stopping his rough movements, Taesin continued to gaze at Han as if he wanted to consume his convulsing body with the pleasure I provided. His dark eyes were filled with intense possessiveness.

Soon, as Taesin approached climax, he thrust his penis harder than ever, as if trying to insert his entire body, and ejaculated deeply. Warm liquid shot deep into Han’s belly, causing him to tremble once more.

“Uh… uh…”

Shaking with the remaining pleasure like aftershocks after an earthquake, Han, still trembling, experienced another shivering climax at the sensation of Taesin’s penis withdrawing, even though Taesin had not lost his firmness.

“Haah…”

Han closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, waiting for the overwhelming sensations to subside.

As time passed, rationality returned in place of pleasure. Han covered his face with both hands. He felt disgusted with himself, clinging to his neck in a loss of reason. A wave of shame so intense it made him wish for death washed over him.

“Did you enjoy it that much? Pathetic.”

With those words, Taesin shattered Han once again. Han spoke with a voice full of tears.

“I won’t forgive you until you’re dead.”

“Glorious.”

If he could remain a vivid presence in your mind until the end, that would be an honor.

Taesin smiled as if he welcomed it. His night was just beginning.