INV 31

However, Chacha’s remarks were within a context that was generally incomprehensible to any person of common sense. Kwon Yihyeon tried to ask back when he had ever wished for such a thing. He certainly would have argued if he hadn’t frozen solid at the sensation of a soft tongue rubbing against his skin between his briefs.

As the lips curled upward, wrapping around and gently sucking, his arm muscles swelled and his ribcage heaved deeply.

‘It’s not like he’s receiving a blowjob for the first time, so why is he acting so cute…’

Thinking such thoughts, Chacha used the tip of his tongue to lick the rim of the glans. He extended his tongue long to rub between the thick crack, and it was around then that a belated interruption came.

“Wash up first. Hyung-nim. Please. Or at least, after buying some condoms…”

Hmm, surely he wasn’t this embarrassed just because he hadn’t washed…

Chacha ended up laughing while lightly holding the tip of the cock in his mouth, and Kwon Yihyeon secretly tightened his grip because the breath tickling his glans was far too stimulating. Even if one considered it a given that he showered thoroughly before work, Kwon Yihyeon was the type to diligently maintain cleanliness wherever he went, so Chacha never even thought he would be dirty. But for Chacha, if it was Kwon Yihyeon, he didn’t mind if he was dirty. He could even lick off the dirt and dust.

‘My young groom must not be able to even imagine it.’

Looking up, Kwon Yihyeon had his eyes squeezed shut with a face flushed bright red. His ebony hair hung nicely over his forehead, which was hot with excitement, and beads of sweat forming on his skin seemed to show how much he was enduring.

Chacha pulled his jaw back as if he were going to grant Kwon Yihyeon’s plea.

And in the next moment, with his mouth full of saliva, he swallowed the entire glans like a piece of candy.

“…!”

Kwon Yihyeon almost lost his reason and thrust his hips the moment his most sensitive and tender part was swallowed at once. As the hard head of the cock scraped his palate and dug deep upward, Chacha made retching sounds—ugh, ugh—as if he were gagging instinctively. However, he did not spit out the cock. It was no use even when the startled Kwon Yihyeon tried to escape by pushing Chacha’s shoulders. Just by adjusting the angle, he held the rim of the glans inside his cheek and licked it softly with his tongue. Seeing the cheek bulging as if he were holding two large hard candies, it was clear Kwon Yihyeon was losing his mind. As if deliberately egging him on, Chacha used his delicate white hands to stroke even the bumpy veins on the thick shaft held within his narrow lips. Next, he carefully pushed the glans down to his throat, rubbed the seminal vesicles with the hollow of his palm, and used his other hand to grab the root of the cock and give it a quick shake—tack, tack.

Finally, Kwon Yihyeon spat out a curse.

Muttering rough profanities as if he didn’t even know what he was saying and brushing back his bangs, he didn’t look like the Kwon Yihyeon who usually pretended to be neat and proper in everything.

And Chacha liked moments like this. The moment Kwon Yihyeon revealed his raw greed.

‘I’m provoking you just to see this side of you. You don’t know that, do you?’

Had the provocation worked properly this time as well?

Kwon Yihyeon, who despite being as handsome as a gigolo, enjoyed disguising himself with a neat appearance, began to spout violent words in an uncharacteristically kind tone.

“You knew we used all the condoms yesterday, so why won’t you give me time to buy some? Where have you been going around spreading your legs to pick up such habits… hmm?”

Kwon Yihyeon scratched under Chacha’s chin with his smoothly trimmed fingernails and lightly kicked Chacha’s thigh with the top of his foot. While his touch was like handling a dog or a cat, his kicking was as if he were dealing with a rag. It was treatment that could be felt as insulting, but precisely because of that, his sexual sensitivity was heightened to the limit. Imagining this giant cock piercing through him, Chacha felt as if the inside of his stomach was already heating up hot. Although he couldn’t even answer because his mouth was stuffed full with the genitals, sobbing moans broke out in blunt sounds—tuk, tuk. Chacha sucked the cock with such force that his cheeks hollowed out, as if begging for more. Please, please…

“Such a pervert…”

At 그 moment, Chacha trembled at the electric pleasure surging through his entire body. He hadn’t even had his cock stepped on, yet he ejaculated simply from the contemptuous gaze and voice. While the strength in his lips faltered, a sticky liquid mixed with pre-cum and saliva that had pooled in his mouth flowed down Chacha’s chin, but Chacha couldn’t even care about such things.

As he lost strength from the feeling of exhaustion, his body, unable to support itself, toppled forward.

“…!”

This was a truth Kwon Yihyeon didn’t know; even if Jae Angshin was accustomed to pain and physically robust, it didn’t mean he was skillful when it came to pleasure.

While Chacha was half out of his mind, his throat was pierced of its own accord, letting the shaft of the cock enter to an excessively deep place. It wasn’t Chacha’s intention, but Kwon Yihyeon, unaware of that truth, looked down lovingly at the bride who offered his whole body without even being told.

“I’m going to cum inside your stomach. I’ll make sure you go around dripping the seed-water I gave you everywhere. Even if it’s disgusting, endure it. If you sucked it so happily, you should have been prepared to be pounded. Right?”

The more he heard the following words, the more it felt like his brain would burn up from the surging pleasure. Chacha instinctively tightened his throat as hard as he could. At the texture of the throat tightening around the shaft—kkudeuk, kkudeuk—Kwon Yihyeon laughed with a twist of his lips and then grabbed Chacha’s hair. Then, he roughly pulled out his member. Chacha, with eyes half-unfocused from the pleasure that felt like he was strangling himself, puckered his lips to mumble something and made a cute sound.

“…Woof.”

Ah… did he say he was a submissive dog?

Right. He didn’t know he had such a taste, but he just developed one. It was a sight more than enough to stimulate Kwon Yihyeon’s sadism.

And only then did Kwon Yihyeon realize the reason Chacha had volunteered to be an obedient son of a bitch.

“Are foxes part of the canine family? Or the feline family?”

“Which side do you like?”

“I like dogs. They’re submissive. Devoted.”

Last night, Chacha had stayed in bed a little longer than usual, and Kwon Yihyeon had watched Chacha’s twitching fox ears while they shared this conversation.

In a whispering voice, languidly as if falling into sleep…

‘You’re doing this just because you remembered that one single sentence?’

He felt so strange he didn’t know what emotion to feel. At the same time, it felt as if even more blood was rushing to his already rock-hard member. With an erection so stiff his lower abdomen ached, Kwon Yihyeon picked Chacha up and threw him onto the bed. He thought he told him to wait a moment, but he didn’t have time to listen, so he grabbed his ankles and dragged him toward him—jureureuk.

“You said you listen well. Bark prettily for me no matter what I do.”

He wanted to give a bright smile, but he didn’t know if it worked because he had no composure. Kwon Yihyeon didn’t even have the chance to strip Chacha properly, so he unbuckled his belt, pulled him so only his buttocks were exposed, and then fixed him so his bottom faced the ceiling. To be precise, he commanded him. To hug his own thighs with both arms.

At the sight of Kwon Yihyeon speaking without composure with a sweat-beaded face, Chacha felt a chilling pleasure for no reason, and strength returned to his cock even without any stimulation. Kwon Yihyeon flicked Chacha’s cock as if playing with it, then gripped it firmly with one hand and gave it a few heartless shakes—tak, tak. Chacha, who had just reached a climax, moaned as if sobbing and tried to pull Kwon Yihyeon’s hand away, but instead, he ended up being punished for the sin of disobeying the command to hold his thighs.

“Wa-wait…”

“That’s strange, a son of a bitch shouldn’t be able to speak human language.”

Kwon Yihyeon rubbed the tip of his member against Chacha’s unopened bottom, holding the root of Chacha’s cock with one hand, and raised his other hand high into the air. When the following strikes hit his buttocks mercilessly, Chacha couldn’t keep his senses and screamed silently, trembling down to his toes. Even so, he managed not to let go of his arms hugging his thighs.

It was a relief that the number of strikes wouldn’t increase.

“Hup, ugh…”

Chacha climaxed mercilessly while receiving five strikes. Kwon Yihyeon suppressed his pleasure by rubbing his glans against Chacha’s back hole, perineum, and scrotum, and once the punishment was over, he began to brutally squeeze Chacha’s cock—which had just reached its peak via a dry orgasm—in order to wring out some semen to use as lubricant.

“…!”

It was just like milking a cow. Chacha, in a posture with his thighs hugged and his private parts exposed to the ceiling, couldn’t even resist. He had already gone, he just went—he couldn’t even say those words.

Because right now, Chacha was a well-behaved, submissive dog.