DL Episode 127

#127

Reason was powerless in front of Baek Seung-woo. Maybe it was a matter of fate instead. A fate that began the moment Baek Seung-woo reached out his hand to a boy drowning in tragedy. Because of that, when it came to Baek Seung-woo, no standard set by others could ever be a measure for him.

Ha-gyeom had been given a new life because of him, had fallen for him as if it were predetermined, and had secretly loved him ever since. Since his love began before he even understood what the feeling meant, it was only natural he didn’t know how to escape its hold.

“Whatever you’ve done, I love you. Love isn’t something you do with your head, so I can’t help it.”

Ha-gyeom wrapped his arms around Baek Seung-woo’s neck as he said it. When their chests pressed together, he felt the frantic, almost convulsive beat of the man’s heart and the heat that flared up like a spark catching flame. The vividness of it washed through Ha-gyeom’s whole body, and for a moment, his thoughts nearly shut down.

He was reacting. There was no doubt. Ha-gyeom buried his flushed face into the crook of Baek Seung-woo’s neck, breathing with difficulty.

If this blazing, unmistakable sensation wasn’t love, then what was it?

Baek Seung-woo cupped the back of his head gently and pulled away, meeting his eyes.

“You love me?”

At the bold question, Ha-gyeom nodded with tense eyes. The man’s gaze shifted, becoming sensual in an instant. It didn’t bother Ha-gyeom that he was the source of that confidence.

“I love you.”

In response, Baek Seung-woo’s movements gained strength. He wrapped his arms firmly around Ha-gyeom’s waist, brought their noses close, and lowered his gaze in a sultry way. After drawing it out just long enough to make him anxious, he kissed him roughly.

Ha-gyeom’s back hit the sheets. Baek Seung-woo climbed over him again and guided his legs apart even wider. Ha-gyeom obeyed without hesitation. The moment he grabbed Baek Seung-woo’s waist and pulled him closer, the man’s unusually large, thick shaft plunged into him in one heavy stroke.

“Mmgh…”

His broad shoulders and chest pressed in, pinning down his upper body as if crushing him. His breath caught in his throat, and the sharp sting in the pierced hole grew even harsher. When Baek Seung-woo rolled his hips roughly, a moan burst out before he could stop it.

“Ahh!”

With a sensation that hovered on the edge of tearing him apart, he began pounding downward with tremendous force. Ha-gyeom’s body jerked upward, and his heart thrashed as if it would burst.

“Mm, ngh! Aaah!”

Digging his nails into Baek Seung-woo’s skin, Ha-gyeom let out a cry. The wet, squelching sounds matched perfectly with the way Baek Seung-woo was spreading him open. Even though Ha-gyeom’s own shaft was already soaked in precum, the slit of his urethra kept tingling and spitting out droplets.

“Hah, nn…!”

“Haah, ah…”

“Hyung… ah, mm!”

The thick glans striking his insides, the vicious shaft scraping his inner walls. It pulled all the way out only to stab in even deeper, forcing his hole to stretch to its limit before clenching again.

“Hngh, nn, ah!”

Even so, Ha-gyeom rocked his hips beneath him. As he pressed his sweat-drenched body against the other man’s, matching his movements, Baek Sa’s panting grew rougher. Brow furrowed, teeth grinding, he let out a feral groan.

Completely naked, the man who devoured him with greedy hunger drove into the most private place no one else could ever reach, stirring him without restraint and savoring every drop of pleasure. Losing himself, growling and panting harshly, he pushed harder, deeper, as if he could never get enough, until tears gathered at the corners of Ha-gyeom’s eyes.

“Ha… please, Ha-gyeom…”

That unfiltered, breathless voice pierced into his ear, and he felt like he might come right then. Ha-gyeom frantically pressed his fingers against his slit to hold it back, but Baek Seung-woo brushed his hand away and pulled his thickly wedged shaft out in one abrupt motion.

“Ahh—ngh!”

Even the sensation of him slipping out was pleasure. But at the same time, a sharp ache spread below, as if his insides were being pulled out with it. Ha-gyeom trembled violently in the thighs and clamped a hand over his mouth. His vision spun.

Instead of comforting him, Baek Seung-woo flipped his thin body over in one swift motion and spread his pale, raised hips. Staring down with flushed eyes at the small, twitching hole—barely the size of a pea—he pressed his swollen tip against the tiny opening.

When Ha-gyeom’s body kept collapsing each time he tried to push in, Baek Seung-woo grabbed his pelvis and lifted him to help him stay up. As if urging him to hurry, Ha-gyeom reached back with his thighs and pulled at him.

“Ha… haah… hyung.”

His back arched, then straightened. Baek Seung-woo pressed his thumb inside, checking the wetness of the hole, then without removing it, pushed his shaft in as well. There was a faint tearing sound with a wet pop, but Ha-gyeom couldn’t even feel the pain—only ragged moans spilled out.

“Hngh, hhn…!”

He quickly pressed a finger over his slit again to stop the semen from leaking out. But it was pointless—Baek Seung-woo simply covered Ha-gyeom’s hand with his own and thrust mercilessly. There was no holding back.

“Hah—ahh!”

White sheets were splattered with thick, dripping semen. He came again and again, and each time, Ha-gyeom’s hole clenched desperately around the shaft lodged inside him. Even while breathing out as if in pain, Baek Seung-woo didn’t stop, continuing to thrust through the aftershocks.

“Haah, ngh, ah!”

Ha-gyeom’s mind went completely blank. His whole body trembled as he took him in, yet the burning thirst just wouldn’t stop.

Soon, the shaft buried too deep—deeper than it ever should reach—twitched inside, warning of release. The moment Ha-gyeom’s face sank into the sheets, his stomach heated, and his spread thighs tightened with a jolt.

“Haah!”

Baek Seung-woo groaned and collapsed over him. His weight was overwhelming, heightening every nerve in Ha-gyeom’s body. The release was unusually long. As he kept panting and thrusting through it, semen leaked out through the seams and trickled down between Ha-gyeom’s legs. The rest gathered even deeper inside.

“Hnn…”

Ha-gyeom rubbed his wet perineum, and the vivid stickiness made his face burn. Baek Seung-woo locked their wrists tightly together so he couldn’t escape, his shaft still hard even after coming. It slid in and out of the softened, slick hole with ease.

“Ah… mm…”

But the relentless movement continued, and the inside began to feel full again. Baek Seung-woo, fully erect once more, signaled the start of a second round.

He wanted more.

And Ha-gyeom, wanting just the same, didn’t stop him.

* * *

In front of the anomaly, unlike anything from the first training, the ship felt as though it might be sucked straight into it.

As they approached with barely a dozen meters left, the low humming grew louder, and everyone who had stepped onto the deck frowned in discomfort.

Somewhere off the southern edge of the old West Sea of Korea. Land was nowhere in sight, but where they were didn’t matter in the first place.

Dawn was just beginning to break. Ha-gyeom stood with Baek Seung-woo at the stern, facing the black maw of the anomaly gaping wide open. Park Ha, Tae-seong, and the sailors stepped forward first into Yeo Jin-joo’s wavelength, ready to fend off the monster’s attack.

Yeo Jin-joo’s wavelength was relatively stable, but maybe she had taken drugs again the night before, because her eyes kept drooping like someone half-asleep. She stared at the massive hole and tried to steady her churning stomach, and the way she swayed looked dangerous. Park Ha grabbed her quickly to keep her upright, but even he looked a bit dazed himself.

Ha-gyeom recalled Ah-rang and Yeo Jin-joo, the inseparable pair from the memories that had overwhelmed him.

The two had grown up sharing both joy and suffering, their bond in this place deeper than anyone else’s. Knowing just how devastated Yeo Jin-joo had been when she heard the news about Ah-rang’s exploration mission, Ha-gyeom could no longer believe she relied on drugs simply for pleasure.

Maybe the reason she struggled so much when standing in front of an anomaly was because she knew exactly what kind of danger Ah-rang had faced.

Thinking of it that way, there was no room to blame her for being in such a state before the operation.

But the safety of those remaining on the ship couldn’t be compromised, and Tae-seong’s expression reflected that—sharp and tense. He exchanged a glance with Baek Seung-woo, then moved to Yeo Jin-joo’s other side and grabbed her arm to steady her.

Ha-gyeom climbed higher up the stern with Baek Seung-woo. Baek Seung-woo had finished every form of armament he could, but knowing what lay inside, Ha-gyeom couldn’t feel reassured. No matter how superior the weapon compared to his own handgun, he couldn’t be sure it would work inside the anomaly.

While Ha-gyeom watched with a nervous expression he couldn’t hide, Baek Seung-woo simply checked over his combat gear at a relaxed pace.

Ha-gyeom looked at the blue, wavering purifying wavelength surrounding Baek Seung-woo. Inside his wavelength, there was only him and Baek Seung-woo. Realizing again that nothing mattered more for protecting him than Ha-gyeom’s wavelength made him feel a sudden burst of pride at the worst possible time.

Only then did his mood ease a little. Ha-gyeom cleared his throat for no reason and stepped closer to Baek Seung-woo. Even though they had been tangled up just moments ago, flushed with heat, his heart still trembled seeing Baek Seung-woo so calm—so different from how he was in bed.

Ha-gyeom stared at Baek Seung-woo’s veined hands and spoke.

“Should we hold hands?”

“……”

“It’s dangerous if we step out of the wavelength.”

He held his hand out. Maybe because it sounded more like a flirt than he intended, Baek Seung-woo gave a faint, knowing smile. Ha-gyeom realized too late and flushed red, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.