He’s a Fox Ch 119(NSFW)

Chapter 119 Side Story 14(NSFW)

“Did it hurt?”

“…”

It was mortifying enough to bring tears to his eyes, but there was no pain. When Hohyun nodded silently beneath the sheet, Kangwoon let out a low chuckle. Yet, unlike his tender voice, his hands moved decisively to the next step.

Where his gaze traveled across the body, his touch followed as if by natural order. Though made of the same bones, muscles, and flesh, it felt strangely soft under his hand. Arms, chest, belly, ankles… Under those slow strokes, Hohyun’s body twisted.

“Nn—b-boss… it tickles.”

It hadn’t been long since he’d climaxed, yet something stirred below again. Mortification mounting past his limit, he finally grabbed at Kangwoon’s arm. At his hesitant plea for mercy, the tiger whispered,

“Why? You don’t like it?”

The desire seeping through the rumble in his voice was unmistakable. Hands flying to cover his ears, Hohyun shook his head.

“N-no…”

It was his first time with anyone, so it felt awkward, but not bad—not when the partner was the tiger he’d been so openly pining for. Seeing the shake of his head, Kangwoon scattered tiny kisses over the sheet. With each soft smacking sound, the tension bled from Hohyun’s body.

With lubricant secured and the mood steady, the hand wet with semen moved back. Perhaps due to their size difference, the rounded swell of his buttocks fit easily in one hand.

Inexperienced didn’t mean ignorant; tension crept across Hohyun’s face. This hurdle loomed higher than a shaft. Knowing that, Kangwoon didn’t charge in; he worked to relax him with gentle touch. After a few kisses and sticky grazes, only when the gasping eased did an index finger slip inside.

“Ugh…!”

His breath, newly calmed, jumped again. The finger slid in without friction, slick with wetness. It didn’t hurt, but the alienness was nearly unbearable. That was an exit, not an entrance. He’d never imagined anyone would touch him internally; remembering what made that finger so slick only magnified the aversion.

Seeing his face blanch under the weight of unfamiliar, unpleasant sensations, the tiger rubbed the inner wall as slowly and softly as possible. For a body on the firmer side, he was still soft; within, even more so. To the touch, it was like pressing a hand into cream. With that yielding feel, he worked to widen him with as little force as possible.

Thanks to his care, Hohyun gradually adapted to the strangeness. It wasn’t the direct pleasure of touching his shaft, but something pleasant flickered now and then, and the focused intent on the tiger’s face helped.

Sweat beaded on the brow, lips pressed tight—watching him, the rising discomfort from below became insignificant. While his attention drifted, one finger became two, then three. Maybe it was time to move on? Feeling some composure return, he reached out—and the moment his hand gauged the tiger’s size, he cursed his earlier thought.

Even without seeing, the scale was predictable; but the shaft exceeded standard by far. It hadn’t seemed this large even when he’d accidentally stepped on it once. Frozen at the living weight in his grasp, he murmured blankly,

“Th-this… how is that supposed to…”

It was a wonder he could keep something like that in his pants. At the fox muttering about defying physics, Kangwoon let out a rough-edged laugh. Desire, stoked by sucking and tasting, flexed in the fingers within—and when rounded nails pressed a spot, Hohyun jerked, forgetting to be serious.

“Hh—” Air leaked like a punctured bellows. Something felt strange. Seeing his bafflement, the tiger whispered,

“Ah—here?”

“Uh—yes?”

Compared to the surrounding wall, the place was slightly raised and textured. He stroked there again to confirm, and the fox clamped his mouth shut. Each time the tiger touched that spot, a tingling sparked deep in his belly.

If touched more, something serious might happen. Snapping back to himself, the fox shook his head quickly, but the tiger, who had been watching his face intently, had already reached a conclusion—and held it with certainty.

“No, it isn’t ‘nothing.’”

At the words that pierced his fib, anxiety flared; Hohyun dragged a pillow close. The sheet hadn’t helped; he needed something with heft. If it eased him even a little, the tiger wouldn’t stop him. He was well aware that, tonight, he was a scoundrel about to devour a boy who had only just had his first kiss.

It was a shame not to see his face, but there would be other days. The deed involved the lower half; there was nothing to hinder him. Even with the upper body hidden, the twitching legs and shaft, regaining strength and leaking again, lay bare in the air. Small as he was next to the tiger, a pillow couldn’t cover everything.

He kept working that same point, and at last the fox yielded. One hand, clutching the pillow, fumbled to grasp his wrist.

“Y-yeah… it f-feels s-strange…”

Maybe it would be better to just do it—quickly. Even considering the daunting size, the feeling was peculiar enough to entertain the thought. Still, the word “stop” never came. Trapped by a deeply personal craving, he missed his chances to end it, and the tiger’s shaft finally moved to enter.

After lingering with his fingers for quite a while despite the fox’s protests, the tiger withdrew. Slick sounds followed as the things that had filled him retreated, drawing some of the makeshift lubricant with them. He guided himself down below, and the fox pressed the pillow hard over his face as he felt himself open wide.

The long preparation paid off; entry proved easier than expected. The size, however, made the foreignness unavoidable. Slowly—painfully slowly—the shaft expanded him from within, advancing until it stopped. Even panting, he tried to gauge the point; it seemed to be exactly where the tiger’s fingers had been reaching.

No further in, no retreat—why? Before he could ask, the tiger’s hand closed over the shaft, and rough friction rolled over the sensitive glans. The fox scrubbed the back of his head into the mattress. Holding the thrashing fox still and licking at the tears, the tiger apologized for what came next.

“Hyun, I’m sorry… but we can’t keep going—below isn’t loosened enough yet.”

“Ng… b-below?”

Isn’t this enough? The look poking over the pillow said as much. Seeing it, the tiger was reminded again that this was his first time.

Even in human form, beastfolk retained some traits of their true nature. Ears and tail popped with startlement; ruts came with the season. For some species, those traits extended into sex as well; as a tiger, he wasn’t exempt.

Pausing only briefly to find the simplest way, he gave a short, tailored explanation for Hohyun.