You! Don’t Press that Button! - Chap 103

Karhan pressed his fingers firmly into the soft, pliant flesh, kneading it gently. He savored the sensation of Seol’s skin conforming to his touch, his eyelids fluttering slowly in pleasure. Wherever his hot hands roamed, crimson flushes bloomed across the pale skin.

Slowly caressing Seol’s thighs, Karhan lifted his gaze to Seol’s erect member and grasped it in one hand. As if already accustomed to his touch, the delicate organ quickly grew hot and rigid. As Karhan’s large fingers carefully massaged it, Seol’s waist arched and his hips unconsciously began to retreat.

“Ah… ngh…” Seol gasped.

He was unaware that his backside was repeatedly stimulating Karhan’s arousal. His round buttocks, now fully pressed back, clenched and rubbed against Karhan’s center. Though the movements were subtle, they were intensely provocative to Karhan in his heightened state of desire.

“Hah… ah…”

Unable to restrain himself any longer, Karhan began to move his hand vigorously. He stroked Seol’s sensitive, swollen member, rubbing it roughly with his palm. His thick thumb circled the tip, smearing the leaking fluid and creating intense friction.

“Ngh! Ah… hah!”

When Karhan pressed his finger firmly against the urethra, massaging deeply, Seol’s waist trembled. His legs, spread wide in ecstasy, twitched and crumpled the bedsheets.

“Hah… ngh… ah!”

As the hand enclosing his member moved faster and more insistently, Seol’s head lolled against Karhan’s shoulder, shaking from side to side. His silken hair tickled Karhan’s jawline.

Seol exhaled heated breaths, his body taut with mounting pleasure. Though he longed to escape the overwhelming sensations assaulting his nerves, Karhan’s scorching palm denied him any reprieve. The man’s fingerprints felt like textured ridges against Seol’s hypersensitive skin. His body had become so responsive that even the rise and fall of Karhan’s chest muscles against his back registered as stimulation.

As Karhan’s fingers moved more rapidly, Seol approached his peak. The intense friction against his swollen glans left him reeling with dizzying pleasure.

Though Seol weakly grasped Karhan’s forearm and shook his head, the man’s unyielding arm continued to stimulate his member like an unstoppable force of nature. Seol couldn’t hide his pleasure-drunk reactions to Karhan’s skillful touches, which alternated between fast strokes and teasing caresses.

“Ah! Ngh! Hah…”

Finally, thick fluid spurted from Seol’s flushed, throbbing member. As waves of orgasmic bliss washed over him, his buttocks clenched and jerked, eliciting a low groan from Karhan behind him.

Pearly essence dripped down Seol’s shaft, soaking into the bedsheets below. Utterly spent, Seol slumped back against Karhan’s broad chest. The mind-numbing pleasure had yet to fade, and he seemed unaware that he was still clutching the man’s forearm.

Karhan found the sight of Seol’s release intensely erotic. He couldn’t fathom why it affected him so powerfully, despite them both being men. As he took a slow, deep breath, his chest rose noticeably beneath Seol’s reclining form.

“Ngh…”

Karhan gathered the sticky fluid pooled on Seol’s lower abdomen with his fingertips and smeared it over the puckered entrance between his thighs. At the touch to such an intimate place, Seol tensed visibly. His small toes curled in embarrassment, and his grip on Karhan’s arm tightened, nails digging in sharply.

“Hah…”

Seeing Seol try to relax his body with a shaky exhale, Karhan ducked his head to press his lips against the tender nape of Seol’s neck. He placed soft, suckling kisses there as he murmured, “Don’t be tense.”

“That’s… easier said than… ngh… done,” Seol retorted breathlessly.

The more Seol tensed, the tighter his entrance clenched, resisting intrusion. Karhan traced soothing circles around the rim with his thick finger, gently coaxing it to relax. Then, he carefully pressed one digit inside, slowly stretching the opening.

Seol swallowed hard and trembled, his arm quivering as the unwelcome invasion continued. Thanks to the slick fluid easing the way, movement inside became smoother. Karhan inserted his finger to the first knuckle, waiting for Seol to exhale slowly before pressing in to the second. With patience, he gradually penetrated deeper, massaging the moist inner walls until Seol’s slender waist began to move.

“Ngh… ah…”

Against his will, Seol’s quivering head came to rest on Karhan’s shoulder. His slim torso and flat chest heaved with labored breaths.

As the probing finger gained more freedom to move, the other digits left outside began preparing to join it in the heated depths. Karhan curled his index finger upwards to create space, then slowly pushed his other fingers inside, teasing and exploring. Still overwhelmed by the intrusion, Seol tensed, clenching tightly around the digits.

“Ah… hah!”

His voice trembled faintly. Though he instinctively dug his nails into Karhan’s forearm, the man showed no sign of pain as he inserted his fingers to the hilt. Seol’s heart pounded wildly in his chest. He could feel Karhan’s fingers squirming inside him in time with his rapid pulse, and he shifted his legs restlessly, trying desperately to distract himself from the sensation.

After patiently working to relax Seol for a long while, the painfully tight entrance finally loosened somewhat. Deciding this was sufficient, Karhan swiftly withdrew his fingers. Seol gasped at the sudden emptiness left behind.

Karhan spread Seol’s thighs wide and grasped his own member. He used his other arm to lift one of Seol’s legs high, tilting him at an angle, and carefully positioned the tip of his arousal at Seol’s exposed entrance.

Seol felt a flicker of fear as Karhan attempted to enter him from behind. There was nothing in front of him to brace against, and with one leg suspended in the air, he had to rely entirely on Karhan for support. The unconventional position made him instinctively tense up. Twisting his upper body to look back at Karhan, he pleaded, “I want… to face you…”

His dark eyes, trembling slightly, held a pure, unadulterated darkness. That hint of fear in his gaze only stoked Karhan’s desire further. As much as he regretted it, facing each other would have to wait for next time. Karhan averted his gaze and lowered his head to bite Seol’s round shoulder.

“Wait, ah! Ah, in front—ngh! Hngh—!”

Karhan coldly ignored Seol’s plaintive cries. His member, as rigid and fierce as a weapon, slowly pressed forward, spreading Seol’s tiny entrance wide. Once the thick head finally breached him, they both had a brief moment to catch their breath.

“It feels like… I’m being torn apart!” Seol whimpered.

Despite his previous experience, today it felt even larger and more overwhelming than before. Seol’s brows creased in distress as tears gathered at the corners of his eyes. How had this massive thing moved in and out of him so easily before? He tried to focus on that thought to distract himself from the pain.

Feeling as though he might topple forward at any moment, Seol released his grip on Karhan’s forearm and leaned his upper body forward to clutch at the bedsheets. The fluffy comforter bunched up between his tightly clenched fingers.

After allowing Seol to find a stable position, Karhan’s enormous member pushed deeper inside once more. Seol’s inner walls, now hypersensitive, could feel every vein and ridge with excruciating clarity.

“Ugh… Slowly! Ah! Ngh!”

As Karhan’s hot, throbbing length filled him completely without a millimeter to spare, Seol felt his breath catch in his throat. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying desperately to forget the pain, but the sensation of being split in two was impossible to ignore. Between his widely spread legs, he could feel Karhan’s rounded flesh and coarse hair pressed against him.

Having finally sheathed himself fully inside Seol, Karhan let out a low groan. Looking up, he saw Seol crouched forward, trembling in fear. His gaze traced the elegant curve of Seol’s spine before releasing his leg and reaching out to grasp both of Seol’s forearms. As he slowly pulled Seol back towards him, the bedsheets the younger man had been clinging to came with him.

As his arms were drawn back, the small wings on Seol’s back drew closer together. From his rounded shoulders to the beautifully converging wings, down to the smooth ribs and slender waist below—everything about Seol seemed designed to arouse him. Unable to restrain himself any longer, Karhan began to move his hips.

“Hng, ugh. Ah…”

As Karhan ground his pelvis against Seol’s soft buttocks, Seol’s waist moved in a labored attempt to match his rhythm. The slight trembling of his hips suggested that pain still outweighed pleasure for now. Though he had clenched tightly during his release earlier, this was a different kind of tremor entirely.

The smoldering heat between them gradually intensified. Karhan’s member, which had only been withdrawing slightly at first, now pulled back further. With a forceful thrust, Seol’s waist arched gracefully as he shuddered.

“Ah, agh, hng! Ngh, ah!”

When Karhan withdrew until only the tip remained inside, Seol’s inner walls clenched tightly in anticipation. Just as Seol contracted to the point of leaving no gaps, Karhan thrust powerfully, burying himself to the hilt. Seol’s small mouth fell open in a loud cry of pleasure.

“Hah, ah! Ah! Hng… ngh, ugh!”

Karhan’s thick member scraped against Seol’s inner walls, probing secret depths no one else had touched. With each backward motion of Karhan’s hips and each forceful thrust, Seol’s body rocked forward from the impact, causing intense friction. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air as their tightly joined bodies burned with passion.