TWLPOD 43

“Cough.”

Even with a slight cough, the inside of his mouth still tasted of blood.

“Listen carefully.”

Aran, pinpointing the condition of Kay’s body that he himself was not aware of, pressed his body close. He made as much surface area as possible touch, and then, while touching Kay’s tongue with his hand, he continued to speak.

“The damage is severe, so contact alone won’t be enough for recovery. So…”

Waves flowed in from the hand that was caressing his tongue up and down. As his breathing finally eased, the craving did not cease, and he licked that hand without realizing it.

“We’re going to go all the way.”

As Aran, positioned between his spread legs, pulled his groin, an object of a size he already knew touched him.

“If you don’t want to, say so now.”

“Do I… have a choice?”

“You can refuse. But you’ll live with the damage. Permanently.”

The waves, which he could feel clearly since Aran’s guiding began, made him keenly aware of the energy draining away even when he just breathed quietly. His body felt like a broken bowl.

“It could be that you hate being held by me that much.”

The tone was as if he were handing him the hilt of a knife. The one he could not even stab. Smiling.

“Ha… You said you were good at this, didn’t you?”

What the man was asking was not whether he would live as a damaged esper. It was whether he wanted this fight enough to accept being held by him. Pains like this would continue in the future. In this purgatory where he might not fully recover even with guiding, where he might actually die… he was asking if he would immerse his body for the sake of one who was already dead.

“If you’re not confident, call Gray.”

At those words, Aran’s eyebrows raised slightly.

“If you’re deliberately trying to provoke me, I’m seriously warning you, don’t.”

“Ah. Wait…!”

The hand, which had moved at some point, fumbled with his private parts, having added something stickier than saliva.

“Uht!”

An foreign object pushed its way between his spread legs. Along with the sensation of something long, hard yet soft, traversing the inside of his body… squelch—a sticky sound tickled the inside of his ear.

Hah, the moment he let out a rough breath, the foreign object that had dug into his body began to move. Slowly, slowly, but getting faster and faster. It pierced inside him relentlessly. The object, which had been bobbing up and down until he was out of breath, at some point, pressed firmly against the flesh inside his body. As the wrinkled inner walls were crushed, his whole body tingled and stood on end, as if an erogenous zone he never knew he had was stimulated. To the point where his lower back tensed up painfully.

“We haven’t even started yet.”

The feeling of a foreign object rummaging inside him made him heat up. Amid the fever that accompanied the dizziness, which was making his mind hazy, Aran’s voice and gestures alone were strangely clear.

The unresolved heat pooled in his lower body, and he realized that what had become erect was his own penis, but… even so, Kay thrashed about, not knowing in the slightest how to act next.

“Making such lewd noises.”

He only belatedly became aware of the choked moans flowing between his lips.

That was how unbearable the fingertips fumbling inside his body made him. It was a strange feeling. A feeling to which no other adjective besides ‘strange’ could be attached. A strange sensation that made him want to twist his body, to escape.

“Don’t pull your hips away.”

The hand that held him did not even allow him to back away, as it fumbled inside him. Every time the skin of his inner walls was pressed and rubbed, he could do nothing but gasp for breath, his breathing becoming tangled. He could not hide the feeling that this sex, meant for guiding, had somehow gotten its priorities reversed.

“Ah, there…!”

“Here?”

“Wait a minute… you…!”

As Kay’s body flinched, his face touched Aran’s arm. Even in this suffocating space, his body temperature was cold… Kay could tell that he, too, had overexerted himself. His feverish eyes, chasing after pleasure, slowly rolled. He looked toward the sparkling eyes, even in the faint light that filtered through the tent.

“You, are.”

“Me?”

The hand that did not stop even as he spoke continued to fumble with the same spot. Every time his fingertips rubbed against the inner wall, Kay convulsed, clutching the cool forearm.

“Are you… okay?”

There was no answer to that question. Instead, the hand that had been persistently stimulating one spot disappeared, and even that became a pleasure, and no sooner had he grasped the frayed thread of his reason than a huge pressure filled the empty space.

“Augh… Ugh!”

It was different from before. A sense of volume that could not even be compared.

“Relax.”

It was instantaneous. A pressure he had never felt before and the fear of being pierced by something unseen. And the flash that completely split open his insides and left him gasping.

Everything mixed together and churned up his head, his chest, and his nether regions.

Kay tried to push Aran’s body away with both hands, but Aran did not budge. Instead, he grabbed Kay’s arms, making him unable to move an inch.

Aran, who had barely pushed the tip into the hole that was tight from the entrance and would not let him in despite having been loosened up, showed no mercy. Holding Kay’s arms with one hand, he grabbed his lean buttocks, spread them, and thrust in all at once.

“Ugh…! Hah, uht!”

Aran, looking down at Kay who was gritting his teeth, suppressed the carnal desire coming from his penis, which was more than halfway in. Whether it was because of the insertion, which was a first for him, or because of the blood he had vomited up several times before waking, his already pale skin, though soaked with sweat, had turned even paler.

When Aran’s hand brushed away the hair stuck all over his face, his body, which reacted sensitively even to that, twitched, and the inner walls moved along with it.

“Stay still.”

Aran, too, feeling as if his remaining patience were being tested, waited for Kay patiently.

“Haa, haa, haa…”

When all his hair was pushed back, his faintly trembling lips came into view, and his feverish breathing showed no sign of stopping, so Aran pressed their lips together.

“Slowly.”

He blew air into his partner, who seemed to be semi-hyperventilating. Kay’s hands, with nowhere to cling, just repeatedly clenched and unclenched into futile fists, and their entangled tongues, hot and sloppy, bewildered him with yet another stimulus. It was hard, and strange, and yet it felt good, so his mind was a mess. Before long, he had adapted to the kiss, which was gently soothing and placating him, and as he sweetly bit and sucked on his tongue over and over, the stimulation in his lower body continued, as if to remind him not to forget.

“Heuk, ugh…!”

Taking advantage of a very brief moment of slack, thud, his body shook. A dizzying electric current shot through his head. He could not even guess whether this sensation, which he had not felt in a long time, was coming from the guiding or purely from physical pleasure.

The only things that were certain were the fact that the penis that had pulled out and then pushed back in had mercilessly crushed his inner walls, and that even as he gasped at its volume and pressure, the violent movements did not cease.

An intense electric current struck over and over, over and over again, without mercy. Not only the grinding thrusts, but every part of his abdomen that the penis touched convulsed unbearably.

“Haa, haak, haa, ah… aht!”

Unable to withstand the pleasure, Kay twisted his body, but there was no way Aran would let him go.

Every time Kay tried to bite his lip as if he could not hold back his moans, Aran pressed down on his body, forcing the moans to burst out.

Aran, watching Kay who was trembling all over, his lips, fingertips, joints, and even his nipples and penis, which were erect with excitement, all dyed a bright red, kissed the back of his hand, which was hot enough to burn, and spread his waves through the well-prepared path.

“Hoo, ah…”

The waves spreading through Kay’s body, a vivid blue, were a subtle pleasure in themselves, but they were no match for the honesty of the flesh. As if his ability had been transferred, Aran’s reason was also continuously burning away. Otherwise, there was no way he would be so greedily devouring another person’s body.

“How is it? You like it? This.”

“…Uht.”

“Don’t glare at me. Answer me.”

Aran raised the tip of his penis, which he had thrust deep inside Kay, and poked the spot it touched a few more times. Then, watching his eyelids tremble, he pressed for an answer he seemed to know even without hearing it.

“I need to know so I can take it into consideration.”

His flushed cheeks were soft and warm, and Aran gave them a light kiss.

Even on this sheet, so hot, sticky, drenched in sweat, and even reeking of blood, the contact was not unpleasant. Kay, feeling the shape of the penis that had started to move inside him again, answered out of spite.

“Do you really need to ask to know?”

“Expression is important.”

It did not seem like he was saying that simply to embarrass him in this situation.

“If you don’t answer, I’ll do as I please.”

It sounded like a half-threat, but the smile on his lips was gentle. As if he were showing it to a lover.

“…y.”

“Hm? What was that?”

“I said… I’d tell you if I didn’t like it.”

He raised his arms to cover his face, but he could guess what kind of expression Aran was making. The awareness of that fact was embarrassing, yet it felt good. Because he could tell that his partner cared about him.

Because this act, named guiding, felt like a congress accompanied by pleasure and affection, not a loveless act.

“You have to tell me when it feels good, too.”

On the bed in the tent, which felt somewhat clandestine due to the lack of light, everything Aran gave him was nothing but things that made him excited, but if there was something he liked best among them… he hated to admit it, but it was these whispers.

Too soft and affectionate for the act being performed, making him suddenly recall the affection he had longed for…

The irresistible affection of another.

However, separate from the formless affection seeping into his soul, his body soon let out a scream.

“How is it. Good? Hm?”

“Haa, ah, eugh— uuht!”

I don’t know. I don’t know.

The penis, as it was pulling out of his body, pressed down on the previous erogenous zone in one go and pierced the deepest part. Unlike his mind, which was being filled with pleasure, his body felt like it would be split in two. And yet, his inner walls still steadily sucked on Aran’s penis.

“Answer me. How is it here?”

The teeth nibbling at the tip of his breast, the hands, being constantly stabbed in a part of his body that had never been touched by anything in his life, the gasping for breath. He could feel everything so vividly that it felt like his consciousness had already returned, but he just could not open his eyes.

“Hah… Stop tightening. You and your small hole.”

Grabbing the bone that protruded below his waist, he pulled Kay’s body in one go to push away the inner walls that had clung to him during insertion.

For Kay, the tip of the penis that had stabbed his depths in one go was stimulating, but it was the huge pressure that filled him to the point where he could not even breathe inside his inner walls that was hard to bear. Even the slightest movement vibrated greatly, and waves of indescribable pleasure poured out one after another.

“Don’t want to… Haeu…”

“You don’t want to?”

“Eu— eu, there… I don’t want it there.”

His fingertips and toes kept curling up.

Even if he clutched his partner’s back and struggled on the sheet, the body on top of him did not budge and, as if enjoying his movements, moved his penis in a misaligned way. Every time their thighs met, the squelching sound deepened, and the pistoning grew stronger. What had been forcibly pushed in a few times, at some point, began to aim for one spot and push in at once, digging in again, and again, and again.