Chapter 5: If There’s No Lubricant

Putting down his sword, the Crown Prince took off his clothes and climbed onto the bed.

He immediately grabbed Eun-gyo’s legs and tried to lift them up, making him gasp in horror.

“Are you seriously just going to put it in?”

At Eun-gyo’s urgent question, the Crown Prince looked at him as if to ask what the problem was.

Ah, right.

You are His Highness the Crown Prince.

Someone who has no need to put in effort or show consideration for a partner.

Swallowing a rising sigh, he racked his brain.

Going in raw would definitely draw blood.

Not only had he never used that place since coming to this world, but even before arriving, he’d been so busy going to auditions for months that he hadn’t had time to meet anyone.

Above all, he’d been clinging to a fruitless one-sided love, guarding a chastity no one had asked him to keep.

So right now, his lower body was absolutely, in no way, ready to receive anyone.

Since he’d never imagined today would turn out like this, he had no preparations whatsoever.

If he had to do it anyway, he didn’t want it to hurt.

At this age, not even being a virgin, having to bleed was absurd.

“Is there any lubricating oil or something?”

Since there was no way he’d find actual gel, he looked around for something that could substitute.

Perhaps because he’d been stopped just as he was about to shove it in, the Crown Prince was frowning down at him.

“If there isn’t, then even lamp oil…”

Eun-gyo averted his gaze to avoid his eyes and then gasped, inhaling sharply.

The object at the Crown Prince’s center was even more enormous than he’d imagined.

Was there some rule that the future Emperor had to have an enormous d*ck too?

This was at the level of a deadly weapon…

Trying to put that in raw was absolutely impossible.

It wasn’t just about tearing—he felt a real sense of danger that he might die if he wasn’t careful.

“As you can see, I’m not a woman but a man, and that place isn’t meant for that purpose!

Your Highness’s… that thing absolutely won’t go in as is!”

“So?”

From the Crown Prince’s tone, he seemed ready to force it in even if it didn’t fit.

“G-give me time.

I’ll prepare myself to receive it, so just find me something slippery—anything—and wait a little.

I’ll do it myself.”

Eun-gyo was desperate too.

Dying by having his throat cut by a sword or dying from having that thing tear him apart inside—there didn’t seem to be much difference.

He’d resolved to give his body to survive, but he couldn’t die from being torn apart down there.

“Why should I?”

He kept forgetting.

This damned Crown Prince was not from a world where his common sense applied.

And why on earth was that thing already standing up so terrifyingly?

He said it was his first time with a man, yet it was amazing that he’d gotten aroused just from seeing his body.

Or maybe he was just overflowing with lust.

His member, displaying its unrivaled majesty, showed no sign of waiting at all.

Grabbing Eun-gyo’s ankles and lifting them, he tried to push that dark-red mass between his buttocks.

“Aaaaargh, stop!

I said stop!”

“Stop?”

At the unfamiliar word, the Crown Prince frowned.

He was so desperate that he had no room to choose his words carefully.

“I-I’ll do it with my mouth.

I’ll do it with my mouth while you prepare down there.

Just a mo-ment!”

Please, just a moment.

Couldn’t he give him ten minutes?

No, even five?

He looked up at him with eyes full of earnest desperation, pouring in all his accumulated acting skills and sincerity to look as pitiful as possible.

“With your mouth?”

That also seemed like something the Crown Prince didn’t fully comprehend.

Well, it was unlikely that a woman of this world, especially from the imperial family, would actively initiate fellatio during s*x.

In times like these, showing was faster than telling.

Eun-gyo quickly raised himself and lay face-down in front of the Crown Prince.

“I’ll excuse myself for a moment.”

He asked for permission but didn’t wait for an answer, opening his mouth and taking the Crown Prince’s member in one go.

It must have been unexpected, because the Crown Prince flinched.

It was so large it didn’t even fit entirely in his mouth.

Even just taking the glans filled his mouth completely.

He rubbed the smooth glans with his tongue, then pointed his tongue and prodded the small indentation.

Uhn—a short moan escaped.

Fortunately, the Crown Prince seemed to be feeling it.

He had to distract him with fellatio and stretch himself in the meantime, but… no matter how much he rolled his eyes around, he couldn’t see anything that could serve as lubricant.

This is insane, truly.

As he licked the large, hard pillar, regardless of who his partner was, Eun-gyo’s own body gradually began to heat up as well.

If this were to stir him up properly inside… just imagining it made him shiver.

He reached one hand behind him and pressed firmly against the inside of his buttocks.

Gently rubbing the tightly furrowed wrinkles, he tried to push a finger into the entrance, but as expected, it wasn’t easy.

He spat the Crown Prince’s member out of his mouth and gripped it with his hand instead, stroking it up and down.

Meanwhile, he bit his other hand and soaked it thoroughly with saliva.

Saliva would have its limits, but he had no choice—it was better than nothing.

The Crown Prince’s weapon-like phallus was so thick he couldn’t even wrap his fingers around it fully.

Once he thought his fingers were sufficiently wet, Eun-gyo brought the moist fingers back between his buttocks and licked the dark-red mass he was gripping with his tongue.

Since it wouldn’t all fit in his mouth, he held it sideways and sucked the shaft, running his tongue along the prominent, bumpy veins.

At the same time, he probed his own entrance with his fingers.

It was still very tight, but at least two knuckles were starting to go in.

Comparing his fingers to the Crown Prince’s size made him see black.

Could he really stretch enough for that weapon to go in this way?

Maybe he should just make him come with his mouth first.

Wouldn’t it get a little smaller after he came once?

Thinking all sorts of thoughts, he still kept his mouth on the Crown Prince’s member, bobbing his head back and forth diligently.

Hmm…

The Crown Prince let out a low moan.

The thing in his mouth was growing terrifyingly harder.

He widened his throat as much as possible and sucked deep, applying pressure, and the Crown Prince grabbed a fistful of Eun-gyo’s hair.

Then, he began thrusting his hips deeply enough to hit his uvula.

Cough, cough—his breath was cut off, but he had no room to push him away.

While struggling in his grip, the thrusting grew faster and faster.

His eyes welled up with tears from the physical revulsion.

“Huurgh, cough!”

He felt like he was going to die from suffocation.

Just as he tried to push against the Crown Prince’s thighs, the Crown Prince pushed his member deeper than ever and swallowed a low groan.

He felt hot liquid gushing down his throat, wave after wave.

The amount wasn’t small either.

When the Crown Prince withdrew his member from Eun-gyo’s mouth, white fluid trickled down his chin.

Grabbing his chin and lifting it, the Crown Prince forced his mouth shut and gave a short command: “Swallow.”

The fishy scent of night-blooming flowers made his head spin.

Gulp—as his Adam’s apple bobbed loudly, the Crown Prince smiled in satisfaction.

He was the one who had come, but Eun-gyo felt drained.

Still, it should have shrunk a little at least, right?

Hoping for that, Eun-gyo looked forward and quietly despaired.

Why was there no change from before?

No, it actually seemed even bigger.

“Do it properly so I can see.”

The Crown Prince pushed Eun-gyo down onto the bed and commanded.

Do what properly?

While he hesitated, the Crown Prince spread Eun-gyo’s legs wide and lowered his gaze downward.

He meant he would watch as Eun-gyo prepared himself.

How gracious of him.

At least he wasn’t rushing to shove it in immediately.

Anyway, since he was going to watch—or rather, wait—he had to make use of that time.

Earlier, he hadn’t been able to properly stretch himself because the Crown Prince had been thrashing about in his mouth.

Leaning his back against the headboard, he sat up and pushed his saliva-moistened fingers between his spread legs.

It’s just like masturbating.

Pretend no one’s here.

Brainwashing himself, he slowly stretched himself open as he did when alone.

Because they were wet with saliva, a sticky squelching sound came with every insertion and withdrawal.

As if this was anything like masturbating.

He couldn’t concentrate because the Crown Prince was staring so intently from the front.

The ridiculous thing was that his body was heating up under that gaze, and his own penis was fully erect and bobbing.

Without a single finger touching it, every time the Crown Prince’s eyes scanned his body, that part tingled.

Ah, I really must have been celibate for too long.

That’s why I’m getting aroused even in this life-threatening situation.

He moved his hand diligently enough to break a sweat on his forehead, but without lubricant, his fingers wouldn’t stretch easily.

Even with just two fingers inside, it was painfully stiff.

Eun-gyo couldn’t help but grimace and bite his lip.

Swish—his gaze rose from below to Eun-gyo’s face, and their eyes met.

The Crown Prince’s eyes shifted to somewhere behind Eun-gyo.

Wondering what it was, he turned his head and saw ceramic bottles carved in the shape of the Four Gods lined up neatly by the headboard.

“Now that I think of it, I did have that.”

The Crown Prince murmured as if to himself.

“Choose.

I will grant you the chance to choose.”

Choose?

What?

What were those?

While he was wondering, the Crown Prince reached out and grabbed Eun-gyo’s wrist, which was still probing his hole.

“At this rate, do you think you can take mine inside tonight?”

As he placed his hand over Eun-gyo’s and thrust deep, a scream erupted from Eun-gyo and his body shuddered.

In the recoil, one of the ceramic bottles by the headboard toppled over with a thud beside Eun-gyo.

It was shaped like a black dragon holding a Yeouiju orb.

Why did the dragon have to be so pitch-black?

The dragon’s gleaming eyes seemed to glare right at Eun-gyo.

“That is your choice, then.”

The Crown Prince picked up the fallen dragon-shaped bottle.

“Lewd.”

After looking at the bottle and clicking his tongue, the Crown Prince uncorked it and poured it over Eun-gyo’s front.

Along with a sweet fragrance, a slippery liquid trickled down, soaking his member, passing his perineum, and flowing between his buttocks.

Oh, this?!

Eun-gyo’s eyes widened.

It was lubricant.

Oh my god.

He had it right at the headboard and he said there wasn’t any?

He shot the Crown Prince a resentful look.

His inner thoughts must have been read from his gaze, because the Crown Prince let out a light chuckle.

“I hadn’t thought of it since I only ever used it as decoration.”

The Crown Prince’s lips curved into a smile.

Wow, you bastard.

That’s definitely a lie.

Judging by his smug grin, he’d known all along and was just messing with him.

“Work harder.

I don’t think I can wait long.”

The Crown Prince leaned down, brought his lips to Eun-gyo’s ear, and whispered in the softest voice he’d used so far.

But that was even more chilling.

Having even given him the lubricant, Eun-gyo could feel the full pressure that he had to hurry up and prepare.

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