SLC 89

“…Yeah….”

He answered in a voice even more strained than before.

“You seem to have a fever. Are you alright?”

“…I’m fine.”

Kim Jinkyung placed his hand on Mok Seongha’s forehead again. He couldn’t know for sure because there wasn’t a thermometer, but the heat was intense. The sound of his breathing was also unusual.

Should he go out, head up to the villa, and bring back some medicine?

Kim Jinkyung agonized over the decision while he looked at the map Mok Seongha had briefly drawn for him. Meanwhile, the sound of the blizzard ferociously tore through the night air.

Kim Jinkyung looked around the surroundings. He found an old towel. Fortunately, the pipes hadn’t frozen yet. When he turned the faucet at the sink, water trickled out. He soaked the towel in water and wiped Mok Seongha’s forehead.

“…It’s cold.”

“Please bear with it for a moment.”

Kim Jinkyung slowly wiped Mok Seongha’s body, which boiled with a high fever. Then, he threw a few more pieces of wood into the dying stove. He poked the firewood with a kindling stick to clear a path for the flames so the fire could spread.

Should he boil some water?

It would be good if there were something like a kettle, but nothing suitable caught his eye. Then, he found a dented bucket placed in a corner.

Kim Jinkyung opened the door of the cabin. A howling wind slapped his face without mercy. He scooped up a handful of snow, put it in the bucket, and went back inside. Even though he was only out for a short time, his fingertips were so cold they felt like they might fall off. It was definitely impossible to go all the way back to the villa in this situation.

Kim Jinkyung placed the scooped snow on top of the stove.

He soaked the towel on Mok Seongha’s head again and wiped his forehead. Mok Seongha slowly opened his eyes. His gaze, blurred by the fever, fixed on Kim Jinkyung for a long time before he spoke.

“…Hey.”

“Yes.”

“Be honest. This trip, …it’s the worst, isn’t it?”

“Hahaha.”

Kim Jinkyung laughed softly and continued.

“I let my guard down, but it seems there was one last blow left.”

Mok Seongha was healthy. He didn’t even catch colds easily. This was the first time he had such a high fever. He must have rolled around in the cold snow too much.

“I’m sorry.”

He apologized in a low voice.

“What are you sorry for? I even lost a two-million-won scarf.”

He joked on purpose to brighten the mood.

“I’ll buy it for you again.”

Mok Seongha rubbed his cheek against Kim Jinkyung’s hand and continued.

“…I’ll buy it for you again, so …go on another trip with me.”

“I’ll go even if you don’t buy it for me. …Go to sleep quickly.”

“You sleep too.”

“I can’t sleep. I’ll sleep later.”

Mok Seongha tried to say something, but he couldn’t overcome the exhaustion. He blinked a few times and soon fell asleep. Kim Jinkyung soaked the wet towel a few more times and wiped his body and forehead in turn.

He stayed up through the night for a long time and eventually dozed off. As he lay facedown on the bed, he opened his eyes slightly when he heard ragged breathing sounds.

…What is that sound….

Kim Jinkyung raised his head and froze. Mok Seongha was right in front of him. He held his cock in his hand and was masturbating.

“Ha…Teacher.”

Mok Seongha bit his lower lip and called out to Kim Jinkyung.

“Teacher, I… this, keeps….ugh….”

He seemed to have ejaculated a few times already. Semen was splattered on Kim Jinkyung’s clothes and the bedsheets. Only then did he realize Mok Seongha’s fever might not be a simple cold.

“Teacher….Ah…….”

Mok Seongha narrowed his eyes and gripped his penis. The semen spurting from the tip of his glans splattered onto Kim Jinkyung’s face. While he froze in shock, Mok Seongha kissed him. He was so hot that even a simple tongue-tangled kiss sent a hot breath deep into Kim Jinkyung’s throat.

“Teacher, I…this…it keeps coming out.”

A fever without warning. A sudden erection and a lust that did not end even after he came.

It was his heat.

This was something that happened before at the hotel and the studio apartment. He had put it out of his mind for a while because it hadn’t happened in some time. Kim Jinkyung was a bit flustered by the sudden onset of the heat.

Of all things, it had to be today, in a place like this.

“Teacher… My fick, it keeps…, fuck, I think I’m going crazy.”

Mok Seongha peppered Kim Jinkyung with messy kisses and rubbed his lower body against him. He squeezed his hard cock, covered in semen, between Kim Jinkyung’s legs.

“…Should I do it for you?”

Kim Jinkyung asked as he swallowed dryly. Mok Seongha brought his penis to Kim Jinkyung’s hand as if he had been waiting for that answer. Kim Jinkyung slowly grasped the hot, wet shaft with both hands.

“Ah!”

Mok Seongha groaned and moved his waist at the mere touch of a hand. Kim Jinkyung used both hands to stroke Mok Seongha’s cock from the base to the glans. Mok Seongha groaned and trembled. The rough texture of the member stimulated his palm.

“Teacher, your hand, …ha, it feels so good….”

Mok Seongha liked Kim Jinkyung’s hands. He always bit and sucked Kim Jinkyung’s hands whenever they had sex.

When he was very excited, he often pulled Kim Jinkyung’s hand and rubbed it against his cock. Sometimes it was so intense that Kim Jinkyung felt like his hand was being raped. He could understand the preference to some extent since their first experience started with Kim Jinkyung’s hand, but Mok Seongha’s obsession with them went beyond reason.

Mok Seongha quickly rubbed his wet penis between Kim Jinkyung’s palms, the backs of his hands, and his fingers.

His hands soon became red and swollen, but Kim Jinkyung did not withdraw them until Mok Seongha ejaculated.

“Ugh.”

Mok Seongha reached climax again. However, he only spit out semen; the penis remained so erect it pressed against his stomach and showed no sign of subsiding.

Mok Seongha gripped the head of the bed with one hand and started to stroke his dick again. Sweat trickled from his forehead, and blood gathered on his bitten lip.

“Ha… ha.. ugh.”

He let out a series of groans. It was impossible to tell how many times he had ejaculated.

“…Seongha-ssi.”

“…Yeah….”

“You can do it.”

Kim Jinkyung spoke as he grabbed Mok Seongha’s arm. Even back then, it was definitely more effective to have sex than to just use hands a few times.

“No.”

Mok Seongha’s pupils narrowed into thin slits.

“…You’re hurt.”

The sharp fangs that had grown in at some point tore Mok Seongha’s lip.

The blood trickled down his chin. Kim Jinkyung quickly wiped it but then froze in surprise.

“Seongha-ssi. …Your fever.”

Kim Jinkyung quickly felt his forehead. It was strange. During previous heats, his temperature had never risen this much.

“……My body feels weird….”

Mok Seongha continued, looking pained.

“It feels like my body is burning up, and down there… I keep, …I want to put it inside you. I want to spread your hole open and go in….”

Mok Seongha mumbled and then shook his head.

“No. You don’t have to. …Pretend you didn’t hear that.”

Kim Jinkyung knew what Mok Seongha was worried about. His ankle was injured, and they had never had penetrative sex during his heat before. Even he didn’t know what the consequences might be.

“You can do it.”

Kim Jinkyung grabbed Mok Seongha’s arm.

“I want to do it.”

Kim Jinkyung stated his intention clearly once more.

“No. …You’ll get hurt.”

Kim Jinkyung lifted Mok Seongha’s arms and made the man hug him.

“Then..…you can just treat me afterward.”

It was a clumsy seduction. However, to Mok Seongha, it was a perfectly lewd request. He immediately pinned Kim Jinkyung down and peppered him with kisses.

He stripped Kim Jinkyung’s pants with one hand and stroked his palm with the other. Mok Seongha rubbed his cock against the newly exposed lower body.

“Ugh….”

Kim Jinkyung’s breath hitched.

It hurt. His penis felt strangely harder than usual. It felt as if he were being struck and gouged with a stone.

“Teacher…. What do I, …do…. Ha, fuck….”

Mok Seongha murmured with eyes blurred by the heat. “I want to put it in, I want to put it in, inside Teacher, I want to put it in and come.”

Kim Jinkyung spread his legs. Mok Seongha’s breath quickened at the sight [stolen content]of the slightly parted hole. The man’s pupils had been narrow for a while now. They were the eyes of a beast with no reason left.

The penis grazed the entrance of the hole. Kim Jinkyung noticed the man was hesitating until the very end. He grasped Mok Seongha’s cock with his hand and rubbed it against his own bottom.

“….Here, you can put it …in.”

“…Fuck.”

Mok Seongha thrust his member in all at once. Kim Jinkyung gasped. This was the first time he had been penetrated without any preparation. He had braced himself, but he could barely breathe from the pressure that felt like his hole was tearing apart.

“Eugh….”

A low groan escaped Mok Seongha’s throat. He held Kim Jinkyung’s waist and drove the rest of his cock in.

“Ah, …ugh.”

Kim Jinkyung hugged Mok Seongha’s shoulders. He couldn’t breathe properly, and his entire body was soaked in cold sweat. However, he didn’t tell him to pull out.

“…Teacher…. Ha…. Teacher….”

Mok Seongha called Kim Jinkyung repeatedly.

“…I like it. Seongha-ssi….”

He muttered in a small voice. Mok Seongha thrust his hips up again. Kim Jinkyung let out a loud moan and tightened his grip on his shoulders. ​visit our site​It felt like his whole body was being split apart.

“More, can I do… more?” His voice trembled.

“Yes. Keep going….”

Kim Jinkyung closed his eyes and assisted Mok Seongha’s movements. The penis, which repeated its thrusts in and out of the tight hole, soon discharged lukewarm semen. Kim Jinkyung kept his eyes closed even then.

“..Teacher I… keep….”

Mok Seongha’s eyes caught Kim Jinkyung’s limp member just as he was about to ask if he could continue.

“No. It’s, it’s fine. Please continue.”

“…. You’re in pain, and I’m….”

Mok Seongha tried to pull his body back, but Kim Jinkyung wrapped his legs around the man’s waist and pressed their bodies tightly together.

“I like it, Seongha-ssi….”

He kissed Mok Seongha’s cheeks and continued. Do it, please keep putting it in, it feels good, doing it with Seongha-ssi, I like it so much….

“…I feel like I might die.”

Mok Seongha bit his lower lip and endured because he knew those words were lies.

“Seongha-ssi….”

Finally, Kim Jinkyung began to move his hips and rub his body against him.

“Seongha-ssi, ha….. Seongha….”

Kim Jinkyung’s limp penis rubbed against Mok Seongha’s stomach. It also gradually hardened as the friction continued with squelching sounds.

“Seongha-ya….”

Mok Seongha lunged at him with a beast-like sound the moment Kim Jinkyung called him that. It was sex befitting a beast in heat.

“Teacher … Ha, fuck, ugh…Teacher….”

They rubbed their bodies, messy with sweat and semen, against each other while biting, sucking, and licking.

“Ha, inside Teacher, …it feels so good. …Ha, I want to keep rubbing my cock here and cum.”

The hard, rough cock repeatedly rubbed against his sensitive spot inside. Kim Jinkyung let out a small moan and parted his lips.

Mok Seongha hurriedly covered his lips. A messy, erotic kiss followed as their parted lips met. Meanwhile, Mok Seongha continued to move his hips up and down and drive his cock in. Kim Jinkyung let out a tearful groan and tightened his arms around Mok Seongha’s neck.

“…Can you see my cock in here, all the way to this point?”

Mok Seongha said as he pressed down on the bulging part of the stomach. Kim Jinkyung nodded. The tears pooled in his eyes flowed down his cheeks every time he moved his head.

Mok Seongha licked Kim Jinkyung’s cheek with his tongue and continued.

“Here, can I cum deep inside your stomach?”

“…Yeah….”

Mok Seongha grabbed Kim Jinkyung’s waist and brought their crotches together. Kim Jinkyung arched his back. The semen that surged out from his penis spattered on Mok Seongha’s chin.

Mok Seongha’s jaw tightened. He repeated his hip movements like a madman.

“Ah, Seongha, I’m still….”

Kim Jinkyung struggled and couldn’t even breathe properly because his inside was stimulated continuously even while he was ejaculating. Mok Seongha trapped him in his arms and came right then. Semen, hotter than usual, soaked his inner walls.

Mok Seonghanarrowed his eyes and enjoyed the heightened sensation.

Kim Jinkyung trembled. A small amount of semen discharged from his member once more. The hole repeated its contractions, sucking and pulling on the man’s member. It was at that moment. Mok Seongha bit his lower lip and put strength into his thighs.

“A-ah, no…. Not this, Seongha-ya….”

Kim Jinkyung struggled as he felt his inner walls stretch tightly to accommodate the sensation [stolen content]of being filled to capacity.

“…It’s okay, Teacher, …you won’t get pregnant.”

“No, but, this…. ugh….”

The glans, which had swollen to the size of an adult man’s fist, pressed against his inner walls. Kim Jinkyung was terrified. Even though this was already his third experience, he didn’t get used to it; it became more frightening each time. This particular knotting was incomparable to previous ones, as the cock swelled and stimulated his depths.

Kim Jinkyung trembled and threw his arms around Mok Seongha’s neck.

“It’s okay, Teacher, …you’ll never get pregnant, so…ha….”

His whole body shook with every thrust while they were locked together, and his vision blurred. When Kim Jinkyung cried, Mok Seongha misunderstood the meaning and constantly tried to soothe him.

He promised that he wouldn’t get pregnant. He told him not to worry.

The theory came to mind that the moment someone hears the words ‘don’t think about an elephant,’ that person can only think about elephants.

Kim Jinkyung also knew there was no possibility of him getting pregnant, but Mok Seongha’s repeated reminders eventually left him with only one thought: ‘What if I do get pregnant?’

“Seongha-ya…, I, I hate this…. Let me go……. Unlock… unlock it.”

“I’m sorry…. Teacher I can’t… do it on my own…. Ugh.”

“..Ugh, it’s stretching too much inside…. It keeps, stretching….”

The phenomenon where the reproductive organ transforms and swells to lock inside was a sort of strategy to increase the chances of breeding. It ensured the member would not slip out until the sperm found its place.

However, knowing this intellectually and experiencing it with one’s own body were worlds apart.

Having sex while locked together was an act that transcended human categories. Instinctive fear and reluctance tangled messily with desire.

He felt pleasure despite the fear, and because he felt pleasure, he was even more afraid.

“…You won’t get pregnant, so… Teacher…ha, it feels so good….”

His body shook while his stretched depths bit down on Mok Seongha’s cock. Kim Jinkyung cried. The tears that fell soaked his ears, making the sounds drift away and then return muffled. His head spun, and his vision was a mess. Every sense in his body felt violated. He didn’t even realize he had ejaculated because of the jumbled sensations. Semen soaked his stomach and flowed down his waist.

It felt too good, and it was terrifying. He couldn’t control his senses. It felt as if he were ejaculating continuously through his whole body.

“Heugh… mm… he… ugh.”

Kim Jinkyung burst into tears like a child while he clung to the only being who could hold him.

Mok Seongha embraced Kim Jinkyung and braced both legs. He lifted Kim Jinkyung, and shot a massive amount of semen inside him. The semen, hot enough to feel scalding, poured over his inner walls. Mok Seongha thrust once more. The remaining semen in his testicles surged out and was injected deep inside.

Semen trickled down between Kim Jinkyung’s hole and the cock it held. If it weren’t for the characteristic cloudy color of the fluid, he might have mistaken it for him urinating inside.

“Ha….”

Mok Seongha slowly caught his breath. Only then did his vision, which had been blurred by the heat, find its clarity. He discovered Kim Jinkyung slumped beneath him and flinched in surprise.

“Teacher!”

“…….”

Kim Jinkyung blinked at the sound of his name just as his consciousness was fading.

“ Teacher.”

Kim Jinkyung frowned slightly because he couldn’t hear Mok Seongha’s words clearly.

…This trip really is the worst.

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A small black beast sat powerlessly in a corner of the garden.

‘Young Master. Please come inside quickly. I have prepared a meal.’

The beast did not budge even after hearing those words.

‘Don’t be like that, come inside. It gets cold later at night.’

The beast looked up at the man. When is he coming? Grandfather?

The man seemed to understand the question.

‘…He won’t be coming today.’

‘…….’

‘He can’t come tomorrow, or the day after. For the time being….’

Golden eyes stared at the man. He was asking for the reason.

‘He is busy for a while. Please understand, Young Master. Okay?’

The beast turned away and buried its head between its small front paws. The man sighed. Anxiety clouded his smooth face, it wasn’t scarred yet.

‘The forecast says it will snow starting tomorrow, so let’s build a snowman together. We can have a sn stolen content owball fight too.’

The beast’s ears perked up.

‘I’ll even give you a sled ride. Okay? So let’s go inside now.‘

Only then did the beast follow the man and trot into the villa. However, rain began to fall instead of snow that evening. The beast stayed trapped in the villa for several days and waited for a single phone call from his grandfather.

But his grandfather never contacted him in the end.

‘Young Master. Merry Christmas.’

The man wore a ridiculous hat and tried to cheer him up, but the beast did not react.

‘Go to sleep early. You know Santa Claus comes in a few weeks to give presents only to good children, right?’

The beast lowered his head at the man’s words.

Neither Santa, nor Grandfather, nor anyone else looked for him because he wasn’t good. It felt like someone used to be by his side in the past. They used to call his name warmly and hold him.

Maybe I was good back then?

He tried to remember the voice that called his name, but it was useless. He couldn’t recall it anymore, as if someone had broken the bridge to his memories.

His head ached, and his stomach churned. The beast remained motionless with his head lowered.

‘Go to sleep early today.’

The man said as he gave up on trying to cheer him up.

The man was loyal. However, the beast realized that the loyalty was not directed at him. He prioritized Grandfather’s words over the beast’s.

Actually, it was the same for the beast. He always prioritized Grandfather, his only family. But Grandfather didn’t like him. He rarely even made eye contact, and he left the room whenever the beast came near.

That was also the reason the man had brought him all the way here. Grandfather was especially distressed when winter began, and he couldn’t hide his loathing for the beast.

Grandfather would offer kind words normally, but his affection dried up and hit rock bottom whenever this season arrived. He wouldn’t even make a single call to check on his grandson who had been away from home for days.

During the night when everyone was asleep, the beast quietly slipped out of the villa. He walked down the steep hill and looked down at the valley below for a long time.

It was darkness.

A bottomless darkness looked up at him with its mouth wide open.

He took one step forward. Stone fragments crumbled and fell beneath his feet. After a short while, the sound of the stone hitting the bottom echoed.

He had stared down at the valley from this spot for a long time when he came here before. Perhaps it was because the darkness was the same color as his own body, but looking into the pitch-black void made him feel peaceful. His complicated thoughts and anxieties lowered their heads along with it. It felt like everything would be okay.

But something happened.

‘Young Master!’

A hand reached out from behind and snatched his body. The man gasped for air with a face pale with fright.

‘Why, here….’

The man checked the vast expanse below and turned his head the other way.

‘..You must not stay here. Let’s go inside.’

The man said those words and tightened his grip around the beast. He acted as if hands reaching out from that darkness might steal the little young master away.

‘Sleep in my room together today. Okay?’

The beast bared his teeth and hit the man’s arm with his paw.

‘Please bear with me for just one day, even if it’s loud. Just for today.’

The man carried the struggling beast back inside the villa.

The next day, the falling rain began to turn into snow, but the man packed the bags and started the car engine.

What about the snowman? The snowball fight? The sledding?

The man saw the dissatisfaction in the beast’s eyes, but he shook his head and said, ‘Next time, when the young master is bigger.’

When is next time?

The beast stared out the window.

When is next time? With whom? Who would do such things with someone like me when I get bigger?

‘Please sleep, Young Master. The road is rough.’

It wasn’t just a figure of speech; the car jolted up and down as it drove along the unpaved road. The villa on top of the hill grew smaller beyond the rattling car window.

It happened then.

‘Seongha-ya!’

Someone called the beast’s name. The beast immediately sat upright.

‘Seongha-ya!’

The beast opened the door with his front paw and ran outside.

‘Young Master!’

The man called him urgently from the car, but there was no time to delay. He had to go to the place where the voice came from before it disappeared. Only then did it feel like he could reconnect his lost memories.

The beast ran up the hill. As he neared the top of the hill, a sparkle of joy lit up in the beast’s golden eyes.

It was definitely the voice of someone he knew. It had to be. Otherwise, they wouldn’t call him so affectionately.

The beast ran to find the direction of the voice. However, even after running and running for a long time, he could not find the owner of the voice.

…Seongha-ya….

The beast looked around. The snowy hill was suddenly surrounded by darkness.

Seongha-ya, …Seongha-ya….

The sound came from everywhere. The call that had felt so affectionate now grazed him painfully, scratching him from all sides. The beast’s fur bristled and he stood on guard.

Where is the sound coming from. Where on earth….

…Seongha-ya….

Only then did the beast realize the pitch-black darkness was calling him. Was that why? Was that why his heart felt at peace the more he looked at the darkness, as if it belonged to him?

Seongha-ya.

The moment he heard the sound, the beast jumped into the darkness without hesitation.