Divorce Contract Extra 13(NSFW)

Extra 13(NSFW)

 

“Hn—ngh! Ah—slow—please—too fast—ah…!”

 

Thwack, thwack, thwack. Each brutal collision wrenched a wet, violent sound from their joined bodies. The swollen tip trapped between hard abs jerked; thick ropes of come striped Seo Dohyeon’s skin.

 

“Hn—ah—no—!”

 

The shaft grinding mercilessly over his prostate shifted. Seo Dohyeon rolled them; Go Igyeol sank down, impaled to the hilt in one breath-stealing drop.

 

“Haaah—!”

 

His spine arched like a drawn bow. Head thrown back, he painted Seo Dohyeon’s chest again, trembling violently. Sharp teeth sank into the elegant column of his throat; hips were dragged down, forcing the cock deeper. Go Igyeol writhed, trying to escape the overwhelming stretch.

 

“N-no—hn—can’t—!”

 

Every upward thrust lifted him, then slammed him back down. Lightning raced along his spine; clear fluid spilled from his slit in steady streams. Slick soaked Seo Dohyeon’s groin, turning every movement into obscene symphony.

 

Another climax tore through him—impossible, after so many.

 

“Ahh—ngh—!”

 

His spent cock dribbled helplessly each time the thick head crushed that devastating spot. His body boiled; his mind melted.

 

“Igyeol-ah.”

 

“Hn—yes—!”

 

“Move for me. Slowly.”

 

Sweat-slick shoulders rolled. Go Igyeol rose, sank, rose again—shivering each time pheromones flooded his lungs. Eyes fluttered shut; then snapped open, locking with molten black.

 

Lips crashed. Hips rolled faster, chasing pleasure. Watery slaps echoed as he curled forward, chasing the angle that made stars burst behind his eyes.

 

“Good?”

 

“Haa—yes—love it—so good—”

 

“Take me deeper, then.”

 

He lifted until only the crown remained, then sank again—slow, deliberate—until his belly bulged. Seo Dohyeon latched onto a nipple, sucking hard, teeth grazing the tender peak. Go Igyeol whimpered, pushing his chest forward, grinding down until he was stuffed full.

 

Seo Dohyeon released the swollen bud with a wet pop, flipped them, and drove in hard. The bed rocked. Go Igyeol’s cries spilled free—raw, broken, beautiful.

 

Thwack—thwack—thwack. Each thrust punched the air from his lungs. Vision flashed white.

 

“Ah—AH—!”

 

The knot began to swell. Seo Dohyeon growled, hips stuttering, then buried himself to the root and came—pulse after pulse flooding the condom.

 

Go Igyeol floated, limp, only to be dragged under again. Time dissolved into heat, teeth, tongue, the endless drag of that perfect cock.

 

***

 

He surfaced, sank, surfaced again—always with Seo Dohyeon above or beneath, inside, relentless. Jelly-sweet taste lingered on his tongue; someone had fed him between rounds.

 

“Please—just a moment—”

 

Seo Dohyeon only kissed the plea away and rolled them once more. Go Igyeol straddled him, folded forward, cheek to chest. A slick palm stroked his spine.

 

The cock inside never softened. Slow, grinding circles drew helpless whimpers.

 

“Little more.”

 

“It’s—bigger—ah—my belly—”

 

Arms locked around his torso, pinning him. The knot pressed threateningly against his rim.

 

“I’ll knot you. Say no now if you don’t want it.”

 

“Wait—too deep—pull out a little—ah—!”

 

Seo Dohyeon kissed the terrified tears.

 

“Shall I stop?”

 

“No—just—more pheromones—please—hurts when you knot—”

 

Heavy, cloying waves crashed over him. Fear melted into desperate need. Go Igyeol dragged those hips closer, rocking to take every inch.

 

“Deeper is okay now—”

 

His walls fluttered, loosening, lilac scent blooming thick and sweet—heat rising fast.

 

Seo Dohyeon inhaled like a drowning man, then surged forward. The knot swelled, stretching him impossibly wide.

 

“Ah—ngh—!”

 

“Tell me if it hurts.”

 

Go Igyeol could only sob, clinging, kissing, begging. Pain and bliss braided until he couldn’t tell them apart.

 

Seo Dohyeon stilled, cradled him face-to-face, arms and legs entwined.

 

“It’s okay now,” Go Igyeol whispered, trembling. “Don’t move.”

 

“I won’t.”

 

“If you move—I’ll break.”