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    Chapter 169 (Extra 2.2)(NSFW)

    “W-wait…!”

    Dori was at a loss for what to do.

    A sense of foreboding rose as Haban pressed his heated breath against Dori’s lips, holding him tightly by the nape of the neck as if to crush him.

    Whenever Dori barely pushed him away, Haban would immediately close the distance again, sucking fervently on his lower lip. When Dori tried to turn his head away, his upper lip was captured instead.

    The greedy way Haban bit and pulled at his lips stung sharply. It felt less like a lover’s kiss than like being caught by a beast about to devour him.

    “Please! Let go…!”

    Dori hurriedly tapped Haban’s chest with his palm. Unlike Dori, who was awkwardly draped in cloth, Haban was bare-skinned. The wet flesh made a slapping sound.

    Had it hurt?

    Startled by the loud sound, his shoulders jerked, and his fingertips curled inward. Yet despite the sting on his own palm, Haban still desperately sucked on Dori’s lips.

    Breathing became difficult, gasps insufficient. Dori’s instinct for survival clung feverishly to Haban.

    “Pha! Hah, haa…”

    Luckily, that was correct. Haban finally parted from Dori’s lips and pressed his forehead against his. Drenched breaths were felt close by.

    “Haa, hu, ah…”

    Seizing the brief pause, Dori drew a deep breath, panting anxiously.

    “N-no…! I’m still… gasp…”

    But Haban gave Dori no more respite. His thick tongue thrust again between parted lips.

    “Hrph! Uh, uh!”

    Haban’s flesh delved deep, then pulled back slowly. His soft tongue explored the roof of the mouth and swept inside the cheek’s membrane. It wound forcibly around the little tongue that kept trying to evade and overlaid it in a single motion.

    As eyelashes shed the last remaining drops of moisture, Haban’s jet-black pupils captured Dori’s gaze, eyes darkened to the whites in lustful fervor.

    ‘Ugh!’

    Being overwhelmed by such intense emotions, fear naturally ensued first. He endured a long time, but this was the limit.

    Sensing Dori’s stiffening body, Haban gently stroked his shoulder. As if to say it was okay. As if to say not to worry. Dori hastily swallowed the brief breath blown his way.

    ‘Already…’

    Realizing he wasn’t flailing but securely held against Haban’s thigh, supported so as not to fall into the water, Dori’s chest held steady while his arms clasped Haban’s back.

    Understanding his body was steady sparked restless feelings. Sensations previously suppressed swiftly awoke.

    ‘…Good.’

    Pain came with pleasure. The relentless sucking made his entire mouth tingle and ache, but it was equally stimulating. As sensation heightened, his ears lost sound and grew numb.

    Excitement and fear tangled wildly. A shiver ran down his spine. As Haban’s kisses intensified, breathless anticipation bloomed vaguely.

    Just before Dori’s consciousness faded, Haban withdrew his lips.

    “Hah, haa… uh, haa…”

    Then a restless hand began exploring Dori’s chest. Grasping one breast and rubbing it roughly, heat spread throughout his body.

    Suddenly, Haban’s sharp fingernail pressed firmly on a swollen sensitive spot.

    In an instant, light flared in Dori’s vision.

    “…!”

    Dori curled his toes tightly. His lower body heated sharply, closing tightly. Even without checking, his half-erect member must have stiffened fully.

    Unwittingly, Dori rubbed himself against Haban’s firm abs. Each time the ridged tip brushed against the muscles, his hips trembled.

    “Ugh…”

    Haban licked aside the flowing moan. His tongue caressed the reddened eyes and wet cheeks. Not satisfied, he parted Dori’s plump lips with fingers and shoved his tongue inside. Saliva pooled heavily in the unclosed mouth.

    Haban swallowed it all. Everything that came from Dori’s body was his. His desire grew greedier—dangerous.

    “Phew.”

    Breathing heavily, Haban reluctantly pulled away.

    “The water has cooled. We must get out now. No matter how hot the weather, you mustn’t let your body chill so.”

    “…Mmh, it’s fine…”

    Dori rested his forehead on Haban’s shoulder and slowly rubbed down.

    Having received tender care bathing his weary body, he had only wanted to reciprocate the affection. There was no other crafty intent, no more than the fox’s claws might suggest.

    Yet to be aroused and then told to get out because the water was cold felt unfair.

    ‘It’s already so big.’

    Beneath the calm water, his darkening shaft was fearfully visible.

    Lowering his body, Dori grasped Haban’s member with both hands. From the tip’ split down to the scrotum and perineum, he gently stroked, causing his thick shaft to writhe heavily.

    “…Ugh.”

    A moan was close by. Warm breath brushed past. Raising his head, Dori met Haban’s eyes close overhead.

    Though so desperate, he disliked Haban’s calm demeanor. Dori silently curled his lips and then let them fall away.

    Haban, who had not broken eye contact, raised an eyebrow sharply.

    “Are you alright with this?”

    “…If not now, then never.”

    “Hah. You really are…”

    His breathed exhale weakened. Haban, struggling to restrain himself, asked no second time. A tender hand grabbed the clothes floating on water, pulling them off.

    Dori pressed his stiffened member against the veins visible on Haban’s shaft and began rubbing.

    “Uhn, haa…”

    The penis grazed roughly against the flesh. It felt good. Each time, Dori’s hips trembled, exhaling breaths.

    “More… just a little more…”

    Something was lacking. It wasn’t enough as it was.

    Dori placed his hands on Haban’s chest with anticipation and knelt. Looking down from above as if mounting, Haban grabbed and released Dori’s hips with both hands.

    “…Ah.”

    One thick finger explored the entrance. Pressing the shyly tightened opening, it slowly slid in to the first knuckle. Dori trembled at the unexpectedly clear sensation.

    “Relax. What if you get hurt?”

    Without lubricant, the inner walls were rough. Also, the bruises from their rough colliding earlier still remained.

    “That’s… not something that just works as you want… ugh!”

    Suddenly, taking advantage of Dori’s guard dropping, one finger fully penetrated inside.

    Though just one finger, Haban’s was far thicker. Would it be similar in thickness as a ring on Dori’s own finger?

    “How can it get so tight every day?”

    Haban added a second finger. Two already felt tight.

    He began thrusting inside while shaking Dori’s shaft with his other hand. Normally soft and pliable, it was now hard and tense.

    “Ah, ahn, ha, Haban… too fast… hnn!”

    Clear fluid glistened, continuously rubbing the entire shaft slick with mucous.

    “Wait… not yet… ahh!”

    Soon, Dori released white semen into his palm. Having ejaculated once, the opening felt more relaxed.

    Seeing Dori’s shaft stiffen again, Haban aligned his dick with the opening and pushed in. Patting Dori’s wet hips, the latter drew breath, then lowered and lifted his hips again.

    “Please… just a little… reduce your size… haa.”

    “Do you think I can?”

    Haban teased Dori with a laugh.

    “Haa… go on, try to sit down.”

    “You swallowed well enough; there’s nothing to worry about.”

    Even putting just the blunt tip in made Dori gasp. The pressure increased with every inch the shaft entered as he spread his legs.

    If such equipment were attached, shouldn’t Haban yield more often?

    Tracing down, the opening was taut and wrinkle-free, but the shaft was still far inside. I should have listened when he wanted to stop… Without lubricant, it seemed impossible to open further.

    Dori hesitated.

    “W-we…”

    At that moment, Haban lifted Dori’s waist abruptly and sat him down in one swift motion.

    “Hut!”

    The shaft, so difficult to insert before, suddenly carved its way in. The tight inner walls clenched sharply. Dori expelled a clear liquid.

    “Ugh.”

    Haban sighed briefly from tightening painfully. Trembling, Dori instinctively stroked his belly.

    “This is as deep as I can go… so, Haban…”

    The deepest point, where only a mate could plant seed.

    Frowning briefly, Haban gripped Dori’s waist tightly to prevent escape. Then with a powerful thrust, he slammed his hips upward.

    “Ah…! Yes! Ah, ah!”

    The merciless flesh pressed strongly on a sensitive spot as it entered.

    Haban grabbed one of Dori’s legs and placed it over his shoulder, causing Dori to tilt backward, with parted thighs pressed close.

    The muffled sound of flesh slapping softly echoed.

    “Hah… Dori…”

    Haban’s voice was thick and husky. Overwhelmed by sensation and pleasure, Dori’s lips barely parted.

    My beloved.

    Haban’s dark eyes gleamed. As Dori’s shaft trembled and expelled a stream of liquid,

    Snap! A sharp bite seared his shoulder. At the same time, he felt hot semen fill him deeply.

     

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