Chapter 73: What If It Becomes a Habit

But when Yoon Heesung’s hand crept over to roll my testicles, then gripped my c*ck tight, I gave up on getting up.

It wasn’t only the pleasure.

The real problem was that I had gotten an erection.

“Hnng, ugh… hnng, huk, ugh, huk…”

Tears fell drop by drop.

I haven’t been outside this house once since I came in. Heesung brought everything I needed. I haven’t even been able to wear clothes.

Even going to the bathroom or washing up, I was always with Heesung.

Even when Heesung forced my body to respond with his touches, it hadn’t been this miserable.

I felt like I’d go crazy from the fact that I’d gotten hard while having my ass licked.

I don’t understand why this is breaking me down so hard. So much had already happened. So many things had happened…

Then my lower half felt empty. Heesung had taken his mouth away.

Was it over now?

I blinked my tear-blurred eyes. Heesung was moving. I thought he was about to leave, but he brought something over from the shelf.

“I wasn’t going to use this.”

He opened a jar. When he squeezed some out into his other hand, a clear liquid poured into his palm.

“I really hate the thought of something else going inside you.”

Heesung grinned brightly. His excitement-flushed cheeks were red, his pupils unfocused. His lips were slick with saliva.

He said, with a completely unhinged look on his face:

“You don’t like coming while getting your ass licked, right? I’ll let you off this once.”

“I’m just too soft-hearted, that’s my problem…” Heesung muttered, then went on.

“Next time, you’ll come with your asshole being licked.”

Then he pushed his finger in deep, down below. My back bent.

“…Hah, ack! Euk, eung!”

“Don’t be so shy… What are you going to do if you keep being shy? You’ll be doing this for the rest of your life.”

No one knew better than I did that this wasn’t a joke. Next time, Heesung wouldn’t be satisfied until he saw me come while having my ass licked.

“Hnng, aaah…!”

Heesung quickly added more fingers. Two, no, now there seemed to be three inside.

The gel made a squelching sound that was more humiliating than anything.

Even before, Heesung had always been stimulating me down there. Whether touching my c*ck, sucking my chest, or kissing me, he was constantly fiddling with my hole.

But two fingers had been the limit. That place had never been meant for putting things in, so even one or two fingers had been a tight fit… but now it was different.

The gel soaked into the hole that was already slick and loose from being licked, and his fingers slid in much more easily.

That wasn’t all. I could feel my soaked walls sucking at his fingers, drawing them in. As if they were desperate to pull them deeper.

It was my body, but it didn’t feel like my body.

“Hnng, this is, weird. Eung… Heesung. Heesung. Heut, ahuk, it’s weird…! Ahhueuk!”

I threw my head back. My vision went white under the ceiling light before it came back.

But Heesung didn’t care. He just held my hip with one hand and kept plunging his fingers in again and again.

My legs wobbled at the fingers drilling into me.

Only then did I notice the heat creeping up from deep inside.

I’d thought it was just normal gel. Had it not been…?

I realized it within moments. My insides itched.

It wasn’t just acting as a lubricant. It made my hole… strange.

It really itched down there. Like bugs were crawling through me.

Before I could think any further, Heesung pulled his hand out in one motion.

The fingers scraped ruthlessly against the hole on their way out, multiplying the hollow sensation several times over. I cried out and shuddered.

“Hoo, eung!”

“Why are you moving your hips?”

A stinging slap landed on my ass with a sharp crack.

I flinched, more shocked than anything because I’d been hit on the buttocks.

But Heesung didn’t stop there. He struck my ass several more times.

Smack, smack!

The sharp sounds rang through the bathroom.

“Ugh, eut, eung! Ah!”

“If you just talk, I’ll take care of everything for you… hm? Don’t upset me.”

His voice was sweet. As if he’d do anything for me.

I twisted my hips, flinching over and over. No words came out. I just opened and closed my mouth, sobbing. Hnng, ugh…

I couldn’t say anything at all.

“Ah… that’s really lewd.”

Maybe it was because so much gel had been shoved inside me. My hole gaped and spat the gel out in a gulp.

The clumps fell down and soaked the inside of my thighs. The feeling of a small snake slithering down made me shudder.

Heesung spoke in an excited voice.

“The effect is fast.”

He stared down at the gel leaking out of my hole in trickles and did nothing.

“Hnng…”

My lower half burned. It itched so badly that I was going out of my mind, but Heesung had left me like this and simply taken his hands away.

Tears welled up for a different reason than before. I was furious. At this situation, and at myself for being unable to do a damn thing about it.

In the end, I brought my own hand between my legs.

“Eung, heut! Aack!”

I shoved two fingers into the wet hole at once. But the thoroughly soaked hole accepted them without difficulty.

The slick walls pressed against my fingers, squeezing them. It gave a subtle pleasure.

I mashed the sticky walls and scratched around inside. A squelching sound rose from below.

I was losing my mind. I don’t know. I really don’t know anything… Whether this is okay. But…

Just then, something pushed in from below, abruptly.

“Ah, hyaak!”

“Were you that desperate?”

“Eung, ha, at! Eung! Hueut!”

“Ah, f*ck. Really. This is getting me excited… What am I going to do?”

“Ah, ah, aaah…! Heu, at…!”

My mouth fell open. Saliva dripped from the corner of my lips.

I thought a thick rod had gone in. I’d thought Heesung might have lost control and shoved his c*ck in.

But it wasn’t a c*ck. Heesung had put his fingers in.

My own hand was already inside, and Heesung had forced his in on top of it, so it was only natural that I felt like my stomach would explode.

At the surge of fullness, I tried to pull my hand out. But Heesung grabbed my wrist and held it in place. Then he started moving his own hand quickly.

“See, there’s even room left for a d*ck… right?”

“Hnng, eung! Ah, hueut! Aeu…!”

“We might even get a hand in.”

“…Hyaa!”

A thud came from down there. The sound of the rim hitting the back of my hand.

Heesung’s fingers and my own kept grinding against each other. I trembled like I’d been electrocuted. Every fiber of my being stood on end.

Heesung, who had been pounding into me with thud after thud, suddenly stopped and asked playfully:

“Yunwoo, what if this becomes a habit down there?”

“Ah, ahheu, it’s weird down there… Hnng, ah, hurry…!”

“If it’s not me… who’s going to put anything in you now?”

“Hheung, eung, ah, at, ah!”

In the end, I was the one who moved my hips. Since Heesung wouldn’t move for me, I grabbed his wrist with my other hand and rolled my waist myself.

When his hard fingertips scraped against my soaked walls, I thought I’d lose my mind. But I wanted to be scratched more.

‘More… harder…’

I gripped Heesung’s wrist even tighter. I could hear him laughing, but I didn’t have the presence of mind to care.

Then Heesung curled his fingers like a hook. I felt the tips of his nails catch on my inner walls.

The itching below was relieved all at once, and a rush of excitement surged up that made my head feel like it would burst.

“…Ahheu…!”

Caught in the whirlpool of pleasure, I finally came.

My lower belly strained with force as my walls contracted. Clenching around the fingers, I unconsciously pumped my hips into the air.

My c*ck twitched and spat out white fluid. Not just once. It vomited out thick liquid again and again, and it splattered all the way up to my chin.

I felt like my feet were lifting off the ground. I couldn’t tell if this was good or bad.

The fingers slid out slowly. Mine did too.

Along with the feeling of being emptied, my lower half contracted sharply, offering yet another wave of pleasure.

I panted and collapsed forward onto the washbasin.

But my hole was still twitching. I pressed my thighs together, squeezing down.

When I shut my eyes hard, tears streamed down my face.

“Why are you crying? You came feeling so good.”

Heesung asked as he fondled my chest. My body, still suffused with the afterglow, responded sensitively even to that.

Then something heavy pressed into my ass crack, and I flinched violently.

“…”

Heesung’s erect c*ck touched me from behind, through the fabric. The swollen fullness was alarming.

I had shown Heesung mine plenty of times, and Heesung had shown his just as much. I was so familiar with it I could picture it with my eyes closed, but being bent over like this made it feel new.

New in a bad way.

I squirmed again.

But Heesung’s grip on my waist meant all I could do was rub my ass against his c*ck. What’s more, the repeated friction stirred up that excitement and itch all over again.

I turned my head and glared at him.

“You… put that, weird, stuff on me…”

My voice was thick with tears. I wanted to sound genuinely threatening, but it didn’t come out that way.

“Yeah. I did.”

Of course Heesung was unashamed.

“So what are you going to do about it?”

At that, the words Heesung had said when I’d first walked into this house came back to me.

‘You can’t hate me anymore now.’

‘You have only me now.’

‘Lee Yunwoo, who doesn’t have the courage to die, and has no one to cling to but me.’

Tears rolled down again.

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