TGIC Ch 87(NSFW)

Chapter 87(NSFW)

Vasily, unaware that his own words were self-deprecating, looked at me with eyes demanding an answer. In front of this undisputed bastard, I awkwardly averted my gaze. When I refused to answer for a long time, Vasily seemed to give up trying to get a response and stopped asking.

“Hhh….”

At that moment, a finger slipped inside. The unfamiliar sensation made me furrow my brows instinctively.

“Relax your muscles. If you don’t want to get hurt.”

Despite Vasily’s warning, I did not relax at all. Instead, I glared straight at him with wide eyes, and Vasily gave a mocking chuckle. Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in guard, I tried to subtly pull away, but his finger began slow, deliberate movements in and out, as if to say there was no escape.

“Ugh….”

Using the semen I had released as a lubricant, Vasily began loosening me from behind, paying no attention to whether I was struggling, focusing only on curling his fingers to stretch the tight opening. I grimaced at his blatant intrusion into the narrow passage. Soon, a second finger entered. I clenched my teeth more tightly and twisted my hips.

“U-ugh… Wait, slowly…! Ngh!”

“I’m already going slow.”

Slowly? Nothing of the sort. Contrary to his words, a third finger slid in. I felt the muscles stretch tightly as his long, cold fingers pressed deep inside, relentlessly searching and stimulating sensitive spots. The strange sensations stirred different feelings within me. What had once been a painful, unbearable act now took on a very different form. Erotic moans slipped from my lips as if hoping for more.

I shook my head vehemently, denying the growing excitement inside me. It must be because it was Vasily’s first time loosening me like this — yes, that cold, soft touch inside was just strange.

“Ngh….”

Suddenly, the fingers withdrew. Breathing deeply to regain composure, I felt something cold and hard press against my entrance — like glass or metal. It was Vasily’s penis. That familiar but strange object pushed into my tight opening.

“Hhhn….”

I tilted my head back, gasping. The tightness was suffocating, far more than fingers had been. Vasily ran a hand through his hair, chuckling and murmuring,

“So much for having done it before, when you’re this tight.”

Heat rose to my face, as if he doubted my truthfulness.

“I really have—! Hhhhn…!”

I lifted my head to protest, but he silenced me with a kiss. His lips gently enveloped mine, his tongue twisting with mine, mixing cold and heat as saliva mingled.

Distracted by his probing tongue, Vasily began to move his hips.

“Agh…! Hhh…!”

The tightness forced strained moans from me.

“Does it hurt?”

“Ngh…! When something like this goes in, of course—Hhk!”

“Bear with it for a bit. I’ll have you begging for more soon.”

“What are you—ugh…!”

Vasily started slow, firm thrusts. The sensation was as if his thick member was crushing my insides. I squeezed my eyes shut in pain.

Feeling pleasure from this? Impossible. I wanted it to end as I endured the gut-wrenching pain.

“Hhk!”

Suddenly, a particular spot was pressed and a sharp pleasure shot through me. Startled, my eyes flew open. I saw Vasily looking down at me with a satisfied smile.

“Do you like it here?”

“Hhhn…! There—no…!”

“Your body’s twitching like it does.”

“Ahnk! Hhhh…!”

A sweet moan I barely recognized escaped my throat.

I tried desperately to hold it back and bit my lips until they bled, leaving a metallic taste in my mouth.

Seeing this, Vasily gently licked my lips. When I refused to open, he furrowed his brows with displeasure and pushed deeper hard.

Thrust!

“Aaagh!”

My head snapped back, mouth agape.

“Ngh! Hhhngh…!”

Moans spilled uncontrollably again despite my attempts to stay silent. Vasily’s strong thrusts left no opportunity to quiet down. Each jolt escaped as helpless moans.

Clutching the blanket, it wrinkled tightly in my fingers, but I couldn’t stop my body from shaking.

“Slower, j-just a little—ah! Hhhhah!”

I couldn’t believe I was the one helplessly moaning beneath Vasily.

It was strange. The only difference from the torturous guidings before my regression was the foreplay, yet it shattered my composure so completely.

“Ngh! Hhh! Ah, not there—hnngh…!”

Panting, my body bounced with each thrust.

The rough scraping inside, merciless plunges, precise hits to sensitive spots, even breaching forbidden places—it all seemed to tear apart my mind.

Vasily gave me no chance to cling to reason, pushing me into ever-growing pleasure I wanted to escape.

Unconsciously, my hand moved downward—

“No you don’t.”

A firm grip stopped me. I pulled my arm in surprise, but his cold fingers held tightly.

“Let—nngh! Let go…!”

“Haah…”

“Let me go, you crazy bastard…!”

I was desperate to release the pent-up arousal ready to burst. I even cursed, but Vasily ignored me, smiling with satisfaction.

Still holding my wrist, he moved his hips again. Trapped in pleasure, just short of climax, I writhed helplessly.

“Ah, ahhh! Nngh! Hhhaah!”

Something strange was happening. My neck muscles tensed, my curled toes trembled.

Just a little more stimulation, even the lightest touch of the blanket—I felt they might push me over the edge.

I twisted my hips, tried everything, but could not climax.

Thrust!

“Hhhhahk!”

Vasily thrust upwards hard. Feeling his cock push deep, I threw my head back, my body stiffening. My legs tightened around him reflexively.

My rear clenched, and his movements stopped—but I was oblivious.

Mouth open, trembling violently, an opaque fluid rushed out from my untouched front.

My vision blurred. The overwhelming pleasure left me unable to think.

“Already came, huh.”

“Nngh… haaah…”

“You can still keep going, right?”

Vasily pressed his hard shaft deep, asking. I shook my head frantically.

“N-no more…”

“You came here to guide me—you can’t quit yet, Guide Kwon Gidam.”

“Hhhhn…!”

In the exhaustion after climax, my eyes nearly closed, but Vasily started shifting his hips gently.

Post-orgasm, my body was extra sensitive; my hips moved uncontrollably, and another moan escaped.

Once started, the act showed no sign of stopping, continuing until the faint sunlight crept through the curtains.

“Uuugh… nnn…”

My whole body ached as if beaten. Chills racked me while my head throbbed painfully. To make matters worse, I felt feverish, the world spinning.

Yes… just like the flu.

Sensing something was seriously wrong, I forced open my eyes—only to first feel an oppressive tightness.

Turning, I saw Vasily sleeping peacefully, holding me close.

So that’s why…

His arm wrapped tightly around my waist, our bodies pressed closely.

I inwardly sighed and touched the back of my neck. The spot where my suppression chip was implanted was burning fiercely.

Despite the torment in my body, instinct told me to take my medicine. Struggling out of Vasily’s arms, I was grateful he was asleep enough to let me go without resistance.