Chapter 69: Riding Until Exhaustion

Every time he moved atop the Emperor, goosebumps rose across his body.

As the deeply embedded penis fit perfectly within his inner walls, he could feel his rear instinctively twitching and sucking it in.

He didn’t even know what state of mind he was in anymore.

Lured by the Emperor’s scent, his dazed mind refused to think.

Nevertheless, his body faithfully heaved along with the flames rising from within.

When his interior was rubbed, a dull ache throbbed deep in his belly, until a tingling sensation eventually pierced the soles of his feet.

As he sat down deep, his toes curled of their own accord.

At first, he had only bobbed lightly, but at some point, the momentum grew as if he were galloping on a fast horse.

Exhausted by the overwhelming speed, whenever he tried to stop and catch his breath, the Emperor would smack his buttocks as if driving a horse.

Then, Haeryeong would move again like a whipped steed.

It felt good for a moment, then he felt so tired he just wanted to lie down.

Because he was gasping for air continuously, the inside of his ribs ached, yet he could not tell when it would end.

Eventually, completely spent, he buried his face in the Emperor’s shoulder and went limp.

“Are you tired already?”

Haeryeong nodded, his face still pressed against the man’s shoulder.

He felt as though he wouldn’t be able to move even if he were told he would be killed for it.

“I beg for Your Majesty’s understanding… I can do no more…”

The Emperor let out an annoyingly playful chuckle against his ear.

“Not even fifteen minutes have passed.”

“I was looking forward to it, as you seemed to ride so well, but it is quite a shame for you to tire so easily.”

Haeryeong could not believe the Emperor’s words.

Only fifteen minutes?

It felt as if such a long time had passed that even two hours wouldn’t have been surprising.

When he lifted his startled eyes to look at him, the Emperor laughed softly and pressed his lips to Haeryeong’s cheek.

“You are cursing me with your eyes again.”

Haeryeong could not understand him.

He thought he hadn’t shown it, yet how could the Emperor be so perceptive?

He had expected a man who lived his whole life without ever needing to gauge the feelings of others.

“Your servant does not know how to curse.”

It wasn’t a lie.

Haeryeong had never once cursed at someone openly.

Even if he intended to think of a curse, he knew none to use.

Of course, he knew that the ‘curse’ the Emperor spoke of wasn’t just about words.

Still, if he were asked if he had truly cursed while staying silent, it would be a difficult question to answer.

So, for now, he intended to play innocent.

The Emperor laughed, his shoulders shaking as if he saw right through the Empress’s heart.

Haeryeong hunched his back because the man’s laughter caused his interior to vibrate.

Yet, as if determined, the Emperor even began to rock Haeryeong’s waist.

“Hng, Your Majesty, ah, nng. Please… stop…”

The moment the man poked around inside him, Haeryeong felt his scalp tingle with a sharp pull.

His body was so sensitive that he thrashed involuntarily.

It was a sensation clearly different from when he moved himself, causing him to shiver.

“Then do you wish to stay like this?”

“Do you intend to spend the entire day cradling my penis within you like this?”

“I would rather…”

He barely swallowed the plea for death that rose to the tip of his tongue, and the Emperor leaned in as if curious about the rest.

“Rather?”

Haeryeong swallowed hard and kept his eyes lowered.

“I would rather… have Your Majesty… do it for me…”

“If that is truly what you wish… there is no reason I cannot.”

Observing the Emperor as he trailed off, the man smiled faintly and gently cupped Haeryeong’s cheek.

“If I serve the Empress this time, will you promise to perform fellatio properly next time?”

‘Can you not just stop there?’

Haeryeong wanted to say it, biting his tingling lips.

But he knew it was no use; it would never end until the Emperor was satisfied.

He felt as if he were walking toward a deeper pit by his own choice just for immediate survival.

While he hesitated to answer, the Emperor held Haeryeong and turned him over to lie down.

His waist twisted as the penis inside rubbed against his inner walls while withdrawing.

“Hng…”

“Why do you pester me so, yet refuse to answer?”

“But… that is…”

“You take my penis so deliciously below, yet you find it distasteful above?”

Haeryeong’s face flushed at the Emperor’s lewd talk.

Seeing this, the Emperor laughed low and began to move his waist slowly.

Haeryeong’s legs were pushed up and his waist was lifted.

At the sensation searing up his spine, Haeryeong involuntarily let out a groan and shook his head.

“I wonder when the Empress will finally learn to enjoy it from above as well.”

‘Could such a day ever come?’

The Emperor didn’t wait for an answer, thrusting his waist upward and ravaging his interior.

Because he was rubbing against him far faster than Haeryeong had moved on his own, his mind went blank in an instant.

When Haeryeong covered his mouth with the back of his hand to stifle his groans, the Emperor leaned down and whispered against him.

“You are holding back your voice again.”

The movements turned rough as if it were a punishment for suppressing his sounds.

Soft flesh collided rapidly against his tailbone.

His face grew hotter at the sound of wet skin slapping against skin.

As if his own movement wasn’t enough, the Emperor pulled Haeryeong’s waist down while thrusting into him.

Every time he delved deep, Haeryeong’s lower abdomen throbbed, and when he withdrew, his thighs trembled.

Itchy, desperate sensations and dull, sharp pains took turns washing over him.

The legs wrapped around the man’s waist dangled incessantly.

As the tingling sensation—similar to the urge to urinate—grew stronger, Haeryeong grabbed the Emperor’s robe with the hand that had been covering his mouth.

Every time he was pushed back by the rough movements, his grip on the clothes tightened.

He heard something tear, but he couldn’t grasp what was happening.

His head, consumed by heat, throbbed as if it would explode.

It felt as though a fire were being lit inside him by the friction against his wet inner walls.

His whole body burned with the intensifying flames, and goosebumps raced across his heat-sensitive skin.

“Ah! Ah, aah! Ha-hng!”

Haeryeong clung to him desperately.

It felt as if the man were leading him on a frantic dash toward a high summit.

Looking over his shoulder, the dark ceiling of the bed appeared like a deep abyss, making him dizzy.

When he squeezed his eyes shut, the rushing sensations grew even more violent.

He gasped as the feeling of floating grew, and suddenly his chest swelled.

Haeryeong curled up and shivered at the sensation of falling from a high cliff.

Right on cue, the Emperor’s penis buried deep inside him, swelling and twitching within.

Gasping for breath, the Emperor sought out Haeryeong’s lips and bit them.

Pulled by a grip strong enough to crush his jaw, his lips were sucked and his tongue was ravaged.

Unable even to escape, he simply opened his mouth, and the tongue that had been frantically searching his mouth began to soothe the inside of his cheeks with gentle licks.

The Emperor kissed the curled, huddled Haeryeong while driving his waist even deeper.

The wide sleeves of his dragon robe covered Haeryeong like a blanket.

Every time the penis swelled and pulsed as if the Emperor were ejaculating inside him, goosebumps broke out.

When Haeryeong let out a groan from deep in his throat, the Emperor groaned back in response.

After the kiss continued for a long while and they finally separated, the man grinned brilliantly right before his eyes.

“How wonderful it would be if I could truly roll around with the Empress like this all day.”

The Emperor whispered as if humming a lullaby.

Haeryeong barely managed to steady his breath and looked up at the Emperor.

“The heat cycle is approaching soon.”

“When that time comes… please stay like this.”

“Of course I must. But I am saying I wish to stay like this even now.”

The Emperor’s heart beat loudly against Haeryeong’s own.

It was only natural after such heavy physical activity.

Yet, for some reason, the place where he felt the heartbeat seemed to throb with pain.

It was a joke.

Was there even a heart left to ache at the words that he wanted to be together now?

A laugh just bubbled up.

Haeryeong smiled softly and caressed the Emperor’s cheek.

“Your servant feels the same way.”

By now, it felt like nothing to speak such lies.

They flowed out as if they were the sincere truth.

When the Emperor laughed and kissed him at Haeryeong’s words, Haeryeong willingly opened his lips and embraced the man’s body with all four limbs.

As the man’s interior tightened around him, his groan crossed into Haeryeong’s mouth.

Haeryeong slowly sucked on the man’s tongue and closed his eyes.

‘Something so easy… why could I not do it then?’

A bit of regret surfaced now.

Once the feelings he had for the man vanished, he felt only a sense of emptiness and a bit of a waste.

Even as they faced each other and joined their lips, the empty space where his heart had been was merely hollow.

After the Emperor adjusted his robes and returned to the Great Hall, Haeryeong sent someone to the Consort’s Palace.

He sent word asking to share lunch, but a moment later, Jeong-a returned with an answer.

“Noble Consort Jeong has conveyed that he cannot make it today.”

“Then let it be so.”

Haeryeong had yet to rise from the bed.

Because the heat had not vanished and his body felt languid after sharing himself with the Emperor, he was about to cancel his morning routine and rest.

He had felt guilty about passing the Consort earlier and thought to have lunch together, but the man had refused as expected.

He had anticipated as much.

Still, if he had said yes, Haeryeong had intended to share some of the jewelry the Emperor had given him.

Everything the Emperor gave was precious, but it was far too much for Haeryeong to keep alone.

Since he didn’t usually care much for dressing up, wouldn’t it be better for the accessories to go to the Consort, who loved such things?

If it were him, he would surely wear them beautifully even without a special occasion.

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