Chapter 34: Drawn Out

Filled with the desire to quickly spread his seed, he raped Haeryeong, panting like an animal.

His entire body was soaked in sweat.

In that short interval, Haeryeong had already spilled his semen twice, as if losing control.

Every time he spilled his semen, the inner walls sucked at Gangcheon’s penis as if wringing it out.

He felt as though he would lose his mind from the dizzying pleasure.

Throughout the shaking, Haeryeong sobbed and pleaded, his voice muffled.

“Ah, ugh, ah! Hng, ugh! Ha-ah! Your Majesty, hic! Save me, please. Your Majesty!”

Gangcheon barely managed to move his face, which was stiff with arousal, to force something resembling a smile.

“Am I doing something to you? Hmm? Why say such things? You wound me.”

Snorting like a horse after a hard run, Gangcheon thrust his hips, driving in deep enough to make a sharp thudding sound, and bit Haeryeong’s earlobe.

“Ah!”

He felt his phallus swelling slowly inside him.

Amidst the storm of tingling sensations that made every hair on his body stand on end, Gangcheon pulled his member out from within Haeryeong just as it began to knot.

While Haeryeong heaved and twisted his waist to endure the shock, Gangcheon gripped and stroked his member as it continued to swell in the air.

“Hng.”

Soon, a large amount of seed was scattered over Haeryeong’s belly and groin.

Gangcheon gripped his fully swollen member tight, clamping his jaw shut to endure the pleasure that made his entire body tremble.

Only after some time passed and the amount of seed scattering over Haeryeong’s body decreased did a ragged breath finally burst out.

Gangcheon rubbed Haeryeong’s groin with his member, from which fluid was still leaking.

The dark pubic hair became soaked in the essence Gangcheon had released, creating a lewd sensation.

As Gangcheon finally finished his ejaculation, his gaze caught Haeryeong’s vacant eyes.

Those eyes, drenched and still burning with heat, glanced at Gangcheon before hiding beneath tightly shut lids.

Tears poured from between the closed eyelids.

Haeryeong sobbed silently, his trembling shoulders hunched.

While Gangcheon looked down, Haeryeong covered his face with his hands, shaking and weeping sorrowfully.

Why was he so sorrowful?

The reason was unknown, but Gangcheon felt a strange burning sensation in his chest.

He exhaled a long breath through his nose and leaned over Haeryeong, his upper body casting a shadow.

He wanted to see the man’s face, which refused to let out a sound despite the ragged gasps.

When he pulled the hands away, he saw eyes wet and wrinkled with distress.

After a brief moment of eye contact, those eyes turned away, and Gangcheon pressed his lips onto the lids.

Haeryeong inhaled a damp breath.

“Why do you cry so?”

Was he truly that terrified?

Looking at the way those hunched shoulders trembled, it seemed so.

As Gangcheon wrapped his palm around the thin shoulder where the bone protruded and rubbed it, the trembling intensified.

However, Haeryeong’s body, flushed with the heat of the cycle, reacted even to that light touch, and his member swelled again.

Watching this clearly, Gangcheon’s lips split into a long grin.

Even though the sun had not yet set, inside the dark bed with the windows closed, one was smiling while the other wept.

It wasn’t something to laugh about, yet for some reason, a chuckle kept escaping.

Gangcheon slowly caressed Haeryeong’s body, which was drenched in his seed, and waited for him to stop crying.

When he felt like it, he would press a kiss to his cheek or forehead, or make a shushing sound to soothe him.

Though they didn’t stop quickly, he was pleased by the sobs that gradually subsided.

He wished for them to stop, but he did not force it.

The sight of the reddened, raw skin around his eyes strangely stoked his lust, and he watched with enjoyment.

The way Haeryeong’s body twisted lewdly every time he fiddled with the wet skin above him was the same.

When Haeryeong shifted his body, Gangcheon’s member twitched in response.

His lips felt parched from the desire to delve back into that hot interior.

Nevertheless, Gangcheon laughed leisurely.

There wouldn’t be much time left where he could appreciate him with such clarity.

Before his body fully succumbed to the man’s heat cycle, and before his head was clouded by lust and his reason fled, it wouldn’t be bad to see him like this to his heart’s content.

As their bodies overlapped, Haeryeong let out a groan, crushed by the weight.

Gangcheon embraced Haeryeong with one arm while the other hand traced the hair scattered across the bed.

Even the sensation of the long hair tangling between his fingers stirred a lewd mood.

“Empress, have you finished crying?”

As he moved his body in a rubbing motion above him, Haeryeong let out a weak groan.

Gangcheon felt Haeryeong’s member, which had been stiff all this time, squirming against his lower belly.

Gangcheon moved his waist slowly, rubbing their two members together.

As his breath began to hitch again and his hip movements quickened, Haeryeong pulled up his thighs.

Moving as if exposing his private gate and asking to be filled, Haeryeong let out a lamentation along with a hot breath.

At the end of that long lament, he tightened his shivering thighs and lifted his waist.

His wet eyes had long since lost focus, turning toward Gangcheon with a hazy, dreamy look.

Just as his red, swollen lips began to flutter, Haeryeong let out a feverish moan.

“Hng, Maj… ugh. Ha-ah… hng, Your Majesty…”

Fluid of unknown origin was layered once again over his already wet lower belly.

With a sticky sound, Gangcheon pulled away only to plunge into the gate that was opening and closing in a circle.

Haeryeong threw his head back sharply.

Like a wave receding, Haeryeong’s body began to squirm slowly from his head down, then he lifted his buttocks as if wanting to accept the piercing member even deeper.

As Gangcheon delved deep inside while supporting the arched waist, Haeryeong’s eyes grew moist with tears again.

He could tell these tears were distinctly different from the ones before.

Every time he gave a sharp thrust inside, Haeryeong could only twist his body with his mouth open, unable to make a sound.

Meanwhile, the inner walls containing Gangcheon’s member clung to the solid pillar as if refusing to let go.

When he pulled out slowly to soothe it, the stickily wet inner walls followed, sucking and licking at the tip of his phallus.

At that smooth sensation, Gangcheon let out a languid, deep breath and half-closed his eyes.

Whenever Haeryeong tightened around him, Gangcheon’s jaw would lift involuntarily, and his head would tilt all the way back.

Gangcheon straightened up from his position over Haeryeong and grabbed the knees that were clinging to his waist, pulling them apart.

Between the wide-spread legs, he looked down at the hole swallowing his member, puckering and chewing at it.

Gangcheon let out a small, low laugh.

“You are already begging like this; what am I to do with you?”

As he pushed his member in leisurely and pulled it out even more slowly, Haeryeong rubbed the back of his head against the bed and sobbed.

“Ah, ugh…”

“If I put it in, you tighten with joy; if I pull it out, you beg for more. What shall I do? Hmm? Haeryeong-ah, tell me what you want me to do.”

“Ah… hng.”

When Gangcheon pressed for an answer again, Haeryeong shook his head and sobbed with a pained sound.

“I… do not know. Sob, Maj… hng…”

Gangcheon let out a small chuckle.

“Then shall I keep doing this until you know?”

Haeryeong squeezed his eyes shut and shuddered, finding the slow movements overwhelming.

“Ha-ugh…”

As he delved upward and thrust deep, the fluid leaking from the member that bobbed its head had turned into an opaque, viscous substance.

As Gangcheon gathered the trickling essence and rubbed it along the shaft, Haeryeong’s body heaved violently.

“Sob, ah… Your… Majesty, hng, Your Majesty, ple… please…”

The gasping plea, sounding as if he were about to faint, made the hair at Gangcheon’s temples stand on end.

As a wave of pleasure seared down from the nape of his neck to his spine, Gangcheon exhaled a hot breath and stopped his movements.

In response, Haeryeong’s spread thighs shivered and trembled.

Looking down at the body squirming violently from chest to lower belly in a struggle for air, Gangcheon asked quietly.

“Please, what? You must speak properly for me to give you what you want.”

Right as the thin lower belly hollowed out, Haeryeong arched his back and sobbed desperately.

Gangcheon supported the waist that kept twisting in the air and pulled it close, which only made the man’s sobbing grow louder.

“Your Majesty…”

Sobbing in a weak voice, Haeryeong pleaded.

“Fav… favor your servant… sob… please…”

“What have you done wrong that you would need to be favored or not? Is that not so?”

Gangcheon whispered as he gently rocked Haeryeong’s writhing waist.

“Your body is so honest, and yet… I suppose it’s still too much to ask of your mouth. When will you finally beg for me honestly?”

Contrary to his desire to be more leisurely, his furious member raged, wanting to ravage the interior indiscriminately.

It was hard to ignore the phallus bouncing within the soft, enveloping membranes any longer.

Exhaling a long, hot breath through his nose, Gangcheon thrust his hips forward with force and let out a low exclamation of pleasure.

“Aaah!”

Haeryeong arched his back sharply, tightening around the member that had suddenly delved deep.

As Gangcheon stroked the back that was completely suspended in the air, the man—who was supporting his body with the back of his head—let out a lewd groan and bit his lip.

The moment the red lips turned white under the pressure of his teeth, Gangcheon felt something ignite in his mind.

Swallowing hard, he lifted Haeryeong and licked the teeth biting his lower lip, whispering:

“Empress, give me your tongue.”