He’s a Fox Ch 74(NSFW)

Chapter 74(NSFW)

Perhaps it was because he was being sucked rather than touched by hand, but the urge to climax arrived far quicker. His partner had not even properly removed his clothes, yet here he was, already on the verge of coming for the second time. If he were to release now, that meant his semen would end up inside the tiger’s mouth… The mere thought of such a dreadful scenario made Hohyun desperately try to pull back.

Shoving with his hands had proven mostly useless, so this time he used his foot. He was deeply worried it wouldn’t budge him, but fortunately, Kangwoon drew back for once. The moment the mouth detached, Hohyun let out a sigh of relief. Watching him, Kangwoon smacked his lips lightly and asked in a casual tone,

“…Was it not good?”

Still caught in the lingering heat of arousal, Hohyun couldn’t answer right away, too busy trying to stabilize his breathing. How Kangwoon interpreted that silence was unclear, but he went on to apologize.

“Sorry, I’m still a bit unskilled.”

Hohyun had no other experiences to compare with, so he couldn’t say how skilled his partner was—but it was by no means unpleasant. Rather, the problem was that it felt too good. Blinking blankly, Hohyun quickly shook his head. Earlier, he had been little more than limp and weak, but now he fiercely denied the accusation—so fiercely that the tiger’s expression relaxed a bit.

As they exchanged words and Hohyun calmed somewhat, he pushed himself up with wobbling limbs. In life, when one takes, one must also give—though it wasn’t as if he thought in such strict calculations. Regardless, he wanted to try touching.

After swallowing nervously, his hand moved toward the waistband of the tiger’s pants. Kangwoon obediently let him and, when his lover’s eyes widened in shock a moment later, suppressed a laugh.

Hohyun found himself questioning what he was seeing. Though unintentionally, he had once pressed down with a foot and, more recently, had even been sitting on it—so he had a rough idea of its size. But imagining and seeing directly were leagues apart, and his prior assumptions crumbled.

Without a single touch, the erect shaft stood tall and unyielding—thick and long, nearly the size of a child’s forearm. Had he really consummated with something like that? As a man familiar with the mechanics of two men coupling, Hohyun couldn’t help but feel that fitting such a monstrous size inside the body was nothing short of a violation of physics. Surely, reality had its limits… Was this even possible?

His face stiffened as he stared at the weapon that looked far too large to enter anywhere. His original plan had been to try pleasing him with his mouth, but one look told him his lips would tear if he attempted such a thing. Even using his hands seemed daunting—one hand might not be enough. While his mind wrestled with the dilemma, the tiger, who had been observing him with fascination, nipped lightly at his jaw.

“What are you thinking?”

“…I-I was just—thinking maybe big cats must also be… big… No, that is—I wanted to return the favor too…”

He nearly blurted his unfiltered thought but managed to stop himself in time. Mumbling out his intentions at last, Hohyun’s answer made Kangwoon trace his thumb along his lips. Then, unexpectedly, the tiger asked,

“Have you ever watched wrestling?”

“…Y-Yes.”

Because his lip was being rubbed, the answer came out muffled, closer to “Nehh” than “Yes,” but the meaning still carried. After all, in this age, who hadn’t seen at least once? At Hohyun’s affirmation, Kangwoon explained,

“In matches, competitors fight within the same weight class, right?”

The intent behind such an example was all too obvious. It was a metaphor: his size and Hohyun’s mouth were mismatched, so he shouldn’t even bother attempting it. Then, with a half-smile, he added,

“If you really want, just lend me your hand another time.”

He hadn’t said “use your hand” but instead, “lend it to me,” which made Hohyun blink in surprise. Why “another time” and not now? He was puzzled for only a moment before Kangwoon flipped him bodily over. Sprawled face down on the bed, Hohyun sucked in a sharp breath when he saw Kangwoon leaning toward the nightstand and retrieving something.

He had no prior experience, yet he recognized at once what it was. With a click, the lid popped open, and the tiger squeezed a generous amount of clear gel onto his palm. Seeing that, Hohyun shifted into a straight, rigid posture on the bed. Kangwoon discovered him lying stiff as a cadet at attention and burst into hearty laughter, shoulders shaking as he laughed at the sight. Then, with his hand glistening with the slick lubricant, he touched Hohyun’s waist.

Startled by the wet, squelching noise, Hohyun tensed, but his embarrassment was brief. The tiger’s hand, which had been stroking along his shoulder blades, slid lower, grazing the backs of his thighs with teasing strokes that tickled.

“Hhhhn, ahh, uhh…”

Kangwoon leaned in, savoring the sound of laughter blended with stifled breaths, and this time slipped his hand lower—toward a place just shy of his sex. Hohyun flinched at the sudden intimacy, but instead of tormenting him, Kangwoon’s hand moved further beneath, pressing at the perineum—the spot just behind the scrotum whose name Hohyun did not even know.

“Uhh…”

“If it hurts, say so right away.”

“It just feels… strange…”

It was true. It wasn’t pain; more like a tangled mix of itch and pleasure, undeniably unusual. Which meant Kangwoon had something more in mind when he uttered his warning. Hohyun suspected and braced, slowly regulating his breath. Yet, despite his effort, his tension never fully faded. Watching him lie stiff as timber, Kangwoon gently bit down on the back of his neck.

“If it feels all wrong, we’ll stop. So relax.”

“Hhhn… Yes.”

The gentle affection suffusing the words made Hohyun nod obediently. While trying to force his body to relax, a finger rubbed against the most private spot between his buttocks. The excess lubricant made a thick, humiliating squelch. His nerves sharpened to such a degree that he imagined he could feel even the ridges of fingerprint brushing the opening. Fixated on the tiger’s soothing whispers, he didn’t realize until too late—the finger had entered.

Kangwoon’s fingers were thick, heavier than Hohyun’s own—at least one and a half times bigger. Plugging such an appendage inside him brought a raw sense of intrusion. Hohyun’s face paled, his body recoiling at the violation of a place not meant for entry. The lubrication prevented pain, but the sensation was hardly pleasant. He gasped and twisted his hips, while Kangwoon calmly reached for the gel again. With practiced ease, he opened the cap one-handed and squeezed.

A viscous dollop poured down his backside, shocking him with icy coldness. Only then did Hohyun realize why Kangwoon had first coated his own hand generously earlier—it was meant to protect him. That thought of silent consideration barely took root before the finger inside withdrew, scooped more gel, and pushed deep once more. The cold substance spreading inside made him shiver.

Every reflexive clench caused the inner muscle to contract tightly. If Hohyun could feel it so vividly, surely Kangwoon, who had fingers buried within, felt it just as strongly. Hohyun bit his lip to endure the sensation of being gripped from within.

The tiger soothed him with gentle kisses along the nape and began to move in earnest. His fingertips probed, brushing here and there as though searching. Each motion dislodged thick streams of lubricant that dripped audibly down.

“Hhhnn…”

Different jolts bloomed each time the finger stirred inside. The invasion hadn’t ceased, but now other feelings overshadowed the awkwardness. His knees pressed into the sheets as his waist lifted involuntarily, responding to the creeping waves curling through his gut. When one finger became two, the rippling shocks doubled, almost electrifying. Unable to withstand the surging sensations, Hohyun bit into the bedsheet.

“Mmph—! Khh…”

The muffled sounds of his breathing were so broken that Kangwoon raised his gaze, watching the outline of shoulder blades drawn sharp as Hohyun strained. Carefully, he pulled Hohyun’s head back so his mouth came free from the cloth, and leaned in to claim his lips.

The strained angle of his neck hurt, but Hohyun ignored it, surrendering to the kiss. Tongue met tongue in searing contact, and while consumed by the intimacy, the pressure in his groin became bearable. The moans that slipped free were swallowed entirely by Kangwoon’s mouth. During that time, a third finger forced its way in.

The moment their lips parted, a ragged breath burst forth. Already overwhelmed, Hohyun found it unbearable to have even one of his airways blocked, so of course he gasped greedily for air. Just as he dragged a desperate breath into his starving lungs, his body jolted—Kangwoon was watching him intently, eyes fixed unwaveringly upon him.