IYAMD: Episode 98

“If that’s the case, I might have liked you for quite some time.”

Joy flashed across the Marsilia’s face, who looked g surprised. Jaha stared intently into his green eyes, then cupped his cheeks with both hands.

“Can you trust me now?”

Marsilia took his hand out of the hole and hugged Jaha tightly.

“hm.”

It was a lie. Even though he knew he couldn’t fully trust himself, he just wanted to be deceived and let it happen.

“That’s a relief,” Jaha said, and he silently nodded. Marsilia gently pulled Jaha’s hand, brushing his lips against the back of it, whispering softly enough that it was barely audible.

“I like you, Jaha.”

“huh.”

“You?”

The man stared intently at Jaha’s face as if he was waiting for a proper answer. Jaha answered him with a sigh.

“I like you too.”

His body was trembling, it was a physiological reaction, so he couldn’t help it. 

But the warmth of Marsilia’s body against his was sweet. His embrace was warm and comfortable. When did he become so used to it?

Marsilia raised his head as he held Jaha in his arms and took a deep breath.

“Are you mentally prepared?”

Jaha clearly understood what he was saying. His chest heaved with deep breaths, and his heart pounded.

Jaha exhaled several times, nodded with a determined face. Marsilia let out a small laugh at the sight of that expression.

His breath tickled Jaha’s cheek. He pressed his lips to it, then slid the hand that had been wrapped around his back down.

“You can’t stop halfway.”

The hand that had been caressing his waist went down and dug under his buttocks. Marsilia swallowed dryly as he kneaded his buttocks.

“Even if you cry, I won’t be able to stop.”

“I won’t cry. It’s okay. Do it. I’m ready.”

He asked Jaha mischievously, who was speaking with a tense expression.

“Is this something you have to be ready for?”

“Of course. I’m a man.”

Why was the end his voice trembling? 

As the hand holding his buttocks moved a little more persistently, Jaha squirmed. 

Marsilia tightly closed his eyes and opened them, letting out a hot sigh.

“Stop…ugh, provoking me. It’s driving me crazy.”

Jaha felt wronged. He only moved a little because of the hand that keep kneading and spreading his buttocks. It wasn’t his fault that Marsilia’s cock kept rubbing against his thighs, it was his fault for making that ugly thing stand up.

As Jaha’s eyes narrowed, he whispered while kissing him repeatedly.

“Don’t push me away, Jaha.”

He laid Jaha down on the bed and spread his thighs apart. Marsilia sat right between them, wrapped one arm around Jaha’s waist, and lifted him up.

The hot liquid slid between his legs. When Jaha unconsciously bit his lip and turned his head, Marsilia rubbed his lips against the tip of his chin.

“I’ll do it slowly.”

Something hot and hard pressed against his hole. The blunt tip slowly pushing in.

“Hgnnh… ugh…..”

A dull pain went up his back to the top of his head. 

Jaha opened his mouth wide with a confused expression. Why does it hurt so much? It hadn’t felt that painful when his arms melted, but now the pain felt as though his body were being split in half.

“Uh, huh, uhh….”

It hurt so much that tears welled up in his eyes. It was a pain that was hard to describe in words. 

In an instant, he broke out in a cold sweat. The man who had been resting his chin on Jaha’s forehead groaned softly.

“Ah… Ugh….”

He, too, groaned and panted as if in pain, his upper body pressed tightly a gainst Jaha’s. Sweat poured down their bodies, making their skin clammy as they touched each other.

His groans became louder as Jaha twisted his waist and writhed.

“Ah… Jaha, huh, my, dick, ugh….”

His body trembled with the unfamiliar feeling of his insides being ripped apart. He had sworn he wouldn’t cry, but tears gathered at the corners of his eyes.

“it hurts?”

For some reason, sadness broke through the man’s voice as he asked in surprise.

“it hurts.”

Marsilia stood there, unable to push in or take it out, and scanned Jaha’s face.

“Does it… hurt a lot?”

To be honest, it felt more painful than being stabbed with a sword. He could guarantee that even if he were to rip open his intestines with a sword, it would hurt less than this. 

At least the sword was cold. But that thing was so hot and it was wriggling around, it was driving him crazy.

Even now, his penis kept throbbing and writhing inside Jaha. How much more does he have to endure? Why won’t it end?

“Is it all in?”

When Jaha asked sadly, sniffling, Marsilia lifted his head and made a troubled expression.

“I haven’t even put in half yet.”

What? Jaha opened his eyes wide, tears welling up in his eyes. This is ridiculous.

“I’m sorry, Jaha.”

Marsilia kissed Jaha’s eyes and pushed his cock in again. He pulled Jaha’s waist with a more decisive movement than before and panted and apologized repeatedly.

“I’m sorry, ugh, I’m sorry.”

“Ah! Aah! it hurts…”

Jaha couldn’t even push him away. The man’s breath touching the corner of his eyes was so hot and yearning that rather than pushing him away, he wanted to hug him even more.

As Jaha hugged his back, Marsilia thrust deep into him at once.

“Hnng!”

Before he knew it, tears were streaming down his face, and Marsilia’s lips wiped away the moisture that had dripped from the corners of his eyes.

“I’m sorry… I can’t, stand it.”

Marsilia hugged Jaha’s torso tightly and shook his waist. Jaha bit his lips tightly as the movement was so violent that his legs were shaking.

He felt like he was being swept away somewhere. His stretched hole ached.

However, Jaha did not let go of the arms that were holding Marsilia. Marsilia also did not let go of Jaha, holding him tightly.

“Ah, hgnng…nhg.”

The man who had been calling Jaha’s name repeatedly thrusted his waist hard.

“Ugh!”

His head tilted back on its own. Marsilia let out a moan of satisfaction as his pressed his lips on his long, exposed neck.

“So, uh, good. I’m happy.”

He continued to move his hips, panting so hard that he could barely speak.

Marsilia had been apologizing repeatedly pushed his penis deeper inside and panted heavily. Jaha dug his nails into his back, shocked at the fact that there was still more to go in.

A stronger pain than before gripped his lower abdomen, and the sensation of his stomach being pierced sent a chill down the back of his neck. The pressure he felt inside his stomach, made it difficult to even breathe

Marsilia stopped moving for a moment, holding Jaha’s trembling body. He whispered pitifully softly as he rubbed Jaha’s sweaty forehead here and there with his lips.

“Jaha, are you okay? Huh? Haa, does, huh, it hurt? I, huh, feel so good…”

His back muscles trembled slightly. Jaha Iooked up at him for a moment. Their eyes met through their panting breaths.

Jaha looked into the man’s hazy, green eyes and asked.

“good?”

“Yeah. I love it so much, it’s amazing.”

Jaha raised his hand and gently brushed away his blond hair. He thought the man’s actions of kissing his palm and rubbing it were a little cute.

“You are cute.”

Marsilia raised the corners of his mouth. He bit Jaha’s wrist, kissed the mark left behind, and licked his lips.

“Yes”

“Hm.”

Jaha felt it’s no longer as painful as before since he wasn’t moving. His breathing, which was ragged had calmed down and the pain had also decreased considerably. His hole still ached, but it was bearable compared to when he was moving.

“Hold me tight. Never let me go. Got it?”

“Hm.”

Marsilia moved his body up and down. He pressed his lips to Jaha’s forehead and the bridge of his nose.

It felt more unbearable when it slowly withdrew than when it had completely filled him and pushed in. At the same time, he felt a chilling sensation and a sense of shame.

The penis pounded and him hard, sending shivers up back. His sweaty skin also felt cool.

“Ugh, Jaha, ah…. Don’t, uh, I’m going crazy.”

The man looked completely immersed in his movement. His downcast eyes and slightly furrowed brows were prominent.

Jaha moved the arm that was wrapped around his back, slipping it into his damp blonde hair from sweat, and pulled him closer. When he lifted his chin and opened his mouth, he turned his head and kissed him.

Marsilia’s tongue thrusted into his mouth mimicking the movement of his waist. The sensation made Jaha’s body feel sluggish.

Feeling the tension leave Jaha’s body, Marsilia pushed hard deep inside.

“Yeah! Hnngh!.”

As Jaha groaned and threw his head back, Marsilia followed and continued to suck on his tongue.

He ran his tongue over his teeth, then pushed his tongue back into Jaha’s mouth. When Jaha entangled his tongue with his, Marsilia groaned and hugged him tightly.

In an instant, the position changed and his cock penetrated even deeper. Even though Jaha let out a painful moan, Marsilia did not stop kissing him.

As Jaha, who was now sitting on top of him, twisted his waist, Marsilia let out a groan.

“Ah…., good….”

He lowered his head while caressing Jaha’s body here and there with his large hands. Marsilia, whose lips had been running down his neck and collarbone, held Jaha’s butt tightly and whispered.

“Move a little more okay?”

He made Jaha ride him without giving him a chance to move. Jaha fluttered like a fish caught on a harpoon, then gave up and buried his face in his neck.

“Ugh, hngh!, ah, uh!”

Every time he shook, his whole body felt tingly. He couldn’t help but moan. The heat that had gathered in his face had now spread throughout his entire body, even his fingertips and toes felt tingly and warm.