Don’t Mess with the Puppy! - Vol.2 Chapter 3 Part 3
Heeseong awoke several times in the middle of the night. Cleaned up but half out of his mind, not just from being thoroughly ravaged by Yoon Chi-young, but also because they were still physically connected. Heeseong was engulfed in heat as if Yoon Chi-young’s rut had infected him.
Each time he woke, they seemed to fuse again, engaging in sex at least a couple more times. Knotting lasted at least an hour each time, allowing Yoon Chi-young to hold him throughout the night.
“Ugh, hmm…”
Initially, Heeseong welcomed more, accepting Yoon Chi-young’s kisses willingly. His mind muddled, he even licked Yoon Chi-young’s member offered to his lips like ice cream.
“Ah, even sucking is cute.”
Yoon Chi-young, unlike before, wasn’t in a hurry. He savored Heeseong slowly, devouring him with leisure. Sitting beside the lying Heeseong, he offered his member to Heeseong’s mouth while stimulating him below. Heeseong, lying with his thighs spread, moaned shamelessly, climaxing.
“Ugh, hmm…!”
“Good job. Now you take it from behind well.”
Each time, Yoon Chi-young praised him, thrusting his member deep. The blurred vision of the beautiful Yoon Chi-young flickered before Heeseong’s eyes. He felt every kiss and caress as if Yoon Chi-young was handling a precious gem.
“You know you climaxed on your own again, puppy?”
“I, know…”
“Do you like it that much?”
Breathing thinly, Heeseong nodded unknowingly. His first experience with sex and knotting wasn’t bad; it felt addictive. Heeseong reciprocated the affection, leaving small bite marks on Yoon Chi-young’s shoulders and willingly presenting himself for more by draping his upper body over the bed.
As time passed, Yoon Chi-young treated Heeseong more tenderly. Yet, Heeseong sometimes curled up with a pillow, tensing up. The growling in his ear from Yoon Chi-young, and the heavy shift of the engorged member pressing deep within, made him feel overwhelmed, as if subdued by a beast.
Growl…
Something behind him bit gently into Heeseong’s nape. It wasn’t painful, and he knew it was undoubtedly Yoon Chi-young, but Heeseong instinctively tensed, gripping the blanket tightly and laying his white ears flat in fear.
“Yoon, Yoon Chi-young… ah, hmm.”
He wanted to assure himself that the one exploring him was Yoon Chi-young. Heeseong tried to catch a glimpse of Yoon Chi-young’s reflection in the window beside them. The sight of him, much larger and fiercely advancing, was blurry. The thick, black tail and the low growling left Heeseong murmuring almost tearfully.
“Let go, stop. Ah… don’t turn into a wolf.”
Trembling with fear, Heeseong buried his face in the blanket, his breath hot and rapid. The knot made the shape of Yoon Chi-young’s member alter, bringing a different kind of pleasure. Yet, Heeseong found this sensation alien and frightening, causing him to curl up even more.
“I haven’t changed. Look. Okay?”
Even as Yoon Chi-young’s reassuring voice came from behind, Heeseong couldn’t respond, panting heavily. Despite knowing Yoon Chi-young was as caring as ever, the subtle fear kept him tense.
But even in his fear, Heeseong didn’t push Yoon Chi-young away. Instead, he kept calling out his name, licking his fingers, and drawing him closer. Seeing this, Yoon Chi-young felt his reason fading, yet his desire for Heeseong only grew stronger.
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