Divorce Contract C154(NSFW)

Chapter 154(NSFW)

His tense expression trembled faintly when Seo Dohyeon gripped his slick, dripping length. Go Igyeol’s brows knit lightly, and a raw moan slipped out as his hand shot up to clutch Seo Dohyeon’s neck, pulling him down. Pressing his damp forehead to that solid shoulder, Igyeol stifled the sounds that threatened to spill. Every time those large hands stroked down his shaft with tender pressure, the flushed tip leaked more glossy fluid. When the pace quickened just a little—hht, hht—sweet and indecent noises spilled against Seo Dohyeon’s ear.

“Ahn… ngh, w-wait…!”

Seo Dohyeon circled the sensitive slit with his thumb, teasing the opening—Igyeol’s slender body trembled and, in an instant, he came. His inner thighs twitched with the aftershocks as slow strokes down his twitching shaft made the pooled release drip out. The sticky hand wandered lower—past his swollen balls, along the tender rise of his perineum—until it traced down to that soft, fluttering entrance, slick and pulsing open.

“Nnh…!”

The moment fingertips brushed the tight, delicate ring, Igyeol’s suspended arm flexed. He lifted his face from hiding, eyes shining, lips bitten red as he looked up at Seo Dohyeon. Their foreheads brushed, and Igyeol’s eyelids fluttered closed then opened slowly again.

Their lips met, tilting just enough to exchange soft, aching kisses—barely touching, barely biting, over and over. Seo Dohyeon parted the swollen folds with his fingers and slipped inside. The unfamiliar intrusion made Igyeol’s body reflexively clench tight around him.

The inner walls contracted, quivering like fine threads. Seo Dohyeon withdrew, then eased a finger back in slowly. Wet, obscene sounds—schk, schk, slick—rose between them. Igyeol’s face flushed hot. Seo Dohyeon kissed his reddened cheek, and when one finger began to move easily, he slid another inside.

“Haa… ah…”

It wasn’t unbearable, but pleasure hadn’t formed yet—the sensation sharp, strange. His body jerked, muscles leaping beneath skin; the fingers paused. Concern flickered in Seo Dohyeon’s eyes, tracing every nuance, gauging whether it was pain or discomfort. Igyeol leaned into the gentle palm on his cheek and exhaled softly, letting him continue. The fingers moved again, stretching him diligently, but even after climaxing once, his body didn’t relax easily. When asked if he was okay, Igyeol nodded.

“You can just… put it in.”

“It’ll hurt.”

“Even so… just do it.”

Two fingers barely fit inside—how could he take something thicker, longer? Seo Dohyeon hesitated, and Igyeol reassured again. He knew Seo Dohyeon wanted to prepare him more—but Igyeol couldn’t bear the humiliation of being touched there any longer.

Seo Dohyeon leaned over him. Pants and underwear slid down; a thick, flushed shaft sprang free, head glistening with mess. Spreading Igyeol’s thighs, he positioned himself. From the nightstand, he took a condom. Igyeol’s face flushed; he looked away.

Seo Dohyeon rolled the thin film on, then pressed the head from the perineum upward, dragging heat along sensitive skin. Instead of pushing in, he teased shallowly, spreading the not-yet-loosened folds before nudging inside. Sharp pain cleaved through Igyeol’s body—his breath seized.

“…Ah—ah, it hurts.”

Seo Dohyeon stopped immediately, withdrawing. He wiped the sweat from Igyeol’s brow and felt between his legs. Though thoroughly wet, it still resisted him.

“I think you need to loosen more.”

“……”

“If you say stop, I really will stop.”

Igyeol cupped his face, urging him back. Seo Dohyeon nodded once and lowered himself. He spread Igyeol’s trembling thighs and pressed his tongue to that tight, opened entrance. The hot, soft muscle parted the folds easily.

“Ah!”

Even with his mouth covered, sounds leaked out. Seo Dohyeon stroked Igyeol’s half-hardening length while his tongue smoothed the ridges, drinking every drop of thick nectar as it spilled. Lewd sounds—wet, messy, nothing like him—filled the room, making Igyeol’s toes curl as he arched involuntarily. Seo Dohyeon held his thighs tight and buried deeper, the bridge of his nose grinding against the perineum until white flashed behind Igyeol’s lids. Vision blurred, refusing to clear.

A finger slid inside alongside the tongue—then another. Schk, schk—soft flesh and firm digits pushed deep, rubbing the inner walls. When the searching finger pressed a particular spot—light split across Igyeol’s mind like lightning.

Wet, vulgar noises echoed through the room. Igyeol tore his hand from his face and touched Seo Dohyeon’s gripping arm. Pheromones burst from him, floral sweetness flooding the space. Honey-thick fluid pooled from deep inside him.

Seo Dohyeon clasped the reaching hand and sucked harder, fingers thrusting faster, deliberately rubbing the points that made Igyeol shudder. The tight ring, once gripping like it would sever his fingers, softened. Igyeol’s toes lifted, body floating off the bed as Seo lifted his hips slightly.

“A-ah, ah…! N-no—! I— I’m gonna— ah, ngh—!”

When he pressed the swollen prostate firmly, the twitching shaft spurted sharply, thick release spilling. As Seo withdrew his fingers, more seeped out, the stretched opening quivering, unable to close. Like a bud not yet fully closed. Seo Dohyeon stared, then stroked his own painfully hard length down its base.

He aligned the head to the softened, open entrance and pressed forward. A metal-tinged gasp tore from Igyeol’s lips as the thick tip sank in with wet ease—nothing like before.

“Aah… h-haa…”

Seo kissed his trembling eyelids, licking the tear trailing down his cheek. His gaze darted, checking, confirming. Igyeol sniffled and pulled him close. It hurt—but not enough to stop. The thought of pleasure following the pain tightened his lower belly.

“Haa…”

The sudden tight clench around him wrung a low groan from Seo Dohyeon.

“Igyeol-ah.”

“Hah… h-haa…”

Their eyes met, breath melting between them, and Seo swallowed his lips again. He pushed deeper, spreading Igyeol’s thighs wider.

“Ah-hn! I-it’s… too deep…”

“Okay, I’ll be careful.”

“Ah… too— too slow.”

“I’ll go gently. Slowly.”

The overwhelming sensation came in waves. Deep, then shallow—slow, deliberate pushes easing him open before sinking deeper again. Then slower, leaving him gasping, then a sudden firm thrust burying him to the hilt, making the flesh clap softly—schk, schk, slap.

“Aa—! Nnh, ah… mm…”

The tongue in his mouth, the length inside him—none withdrew. When Seo scraped gently along his palate with his tongue, helpless moans spilled. Igyeol clutched him tight, clinging like Seo Dohyeon was the only anchor he had.

He pulled nearly all the way out—then drove in hard, again and again.

“Nngh, ah…! Hhn, nnh, haah…!”

Most of Igyeol’s cries were swallowed in Seo’s mouth as he was rocked relentlessly. He didn’t even notice when he came again, smearing against Seo’s firm abdomen. Seo felt the trembling walls cling and plunged deep, spilling inside with a sharp groan.

“Haa… hah…”

When their lips parted, Igyeol gasped, chest heaving. Seo Dohyeon brushed damp hair from his forehead and kissed it gently, searching his eyes to see if he was okay. Tears glimmered faintly in Igyeol’s gaze as he looked back—and Seo kissed him immediately. Their lips parted only to let tongues tangle again, Seo inhaling Igyeol’s pheromones deeply, unwilling to let go for a long time.