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Sehwa panted and slightly lifted his upper body. He tried to turn back and look at Ki Tae-jeong’s face to plead, but his arms lacked strength, and he collapsed back onto his stomach. The slight shift in his position from before made the bulge of his erect cock pressing into his neck make him salivate.

“You’re going to cum on my face too, right?”

“Hngh…”

“Hm? Darling?”

“I’ll… I’ll cum. So, please…”

Ki Tae-jeong said brightly, “Yeah, I’ll let you suck me,” and then lightly slapped Sehwa’s ass. Then he gently placed Sehwa’s body back down on the bed. What… what was that? He told him to sit on his face?

“Come here.”

Since the ever-strong Ki Tae-jeong had always easily put him into the necessary positions, Sehwa had waited, assuming he would do the same this time, but it seemed he expected Sehwa to sit on his face on his own.

Ki Tae-jeong leaned his neck against the headboard, staring intently at Sehwa. His eyes seemed to say, ‘Show me your most shameful bottom with your own hands, reveal all the shame you’ve never shown me before.’

“Hurry.”

His face felt so hot it was about to burst, but Ki Tae-jeong’s lingering gaze, his deep, raspy voice, and his beautiful face, clouded with lust as if he wanted to do something to Sehwa right then and there, kept urging Sehwa on. It made it impossible for him to refuse.

Sehwa crawled arduously across the wide bed, his handcuffs clanking. He placed his knees near Ki Tae-jeong’s side to catch his breath, then squeezed his eyes shut and managed to climb onto his stomach.

As his legs spread wide, the chastity device in question tightened painfully around his penis more than before. The leather straps digging into his butt crack and hole also pulled taut, making his skin sting.

“Lieutenant… General…”

He looked up at Ki Tae-jeong with teary eyes, hoping for help, but Ki Tae-jeong shook his head resolutely. It meant Sehwa had to spread his own hole and climb on top of him.

“Come up.”

With his face a mess of tears, Sehwa hiccuped and moved his hips upward. Each movement caused the suction cup on his chest to whir louder, and the lock inside continued to stimulate him, making him tremble and spurt sticky fluid from his hole whenever he paused.

The sound of his own moist flesh rubbing against the other man’s skin made Sehwa’s ordeal even harder. He felt embarrassed to be seen like this by Ki Tae-jeong, and he was going crazy from his lower body, which kept growing larger with the help of the lewd friction.

“Ahhh…”

Passing over the firm abs, carved as if by a sculptor’s chisel, and the hard, broad chest, he finally reached…

“Hah, heungh…”

Sehwa finally reached the headboard he was aiming for, gripping it with his hands and squeezing his eyes shut. As he hovered, hesitating, he felt Ki Tae-jeong’s breath between his spread legs. It was so hot, it felt like steam was rising from his scalp.

Sehwa hoped he wouldn’t accidentally sit on his eyes or nose… But he couldn’t bring himself to open his eyes, so Sehwa fumbled, unable to look down. The clanking of his handcuffs with his trembling body made him feel like he was doing something even more shameful.

“A little lower.”

What did he mean by ‘lower’? Following Ki Tae-jeong’s instruction, Sehwa pushed his hips back.

“Not there.”

A hand, heated to the same degree as his own body, gripped his buttock and slowly pulled him. The angle of his body opened wider than he had expected, and his gaze involuntarily dropped.

As if waiting for him to take in the entirety of this lewd spectacle, Ki Tae-jeong tugged at the strap that had been tucked behind him. Sehwa gasped for breath and watched his own tied cock touch the bridge of Ki Tae-jeong’s well-defined nose.

“Aagh, nngh… Ah, ah…!”

The lock, which had been ambiguously blocking his hole, slid out. But still tightly bound by the chastity device, Ki Tae-jeong’s tongue thrust in. The flesh, digging deeper than the small ball, the wanton rhythm that seemed to flatten every fold of his inner walls, and Ki Tae-jeong’s grip, firmly holding his cheek, instantly drove Sehwa to climax.

The excessive pleasure was more than good; it was agonizingly painful. Every time Sehwa writhed, unable to bear it, every time he tried to pull his ass away from Ki Tae-jeong’s mouth, Ki Tae-jeong would lightly slap his cheek. The vibration made his cock and scrotum, tightly bound by leather, tremble, and the aftershocks of dizziness clawed at Sehwa’s insides.

“Please, ahh, un… unbind… me… Ah, ahh…!”

He came, even though he hadn’t ejaculated. Before he could even process the sensation, Sehwa began to shake his hips, held by Ki Tae-jeong. Unbeknownst to him, he was pushing his rear deeper into the man’s face, Sehwa cried and pleaded.

He could reach climax without ejaculating, but instead, the unreleased arousal piled up. Gentle stimuli washed over him like waves, receding and returning, making him feel like some part of his body was going to break. No, it felt like it was already broken. It was a terrible pleasure that numbed his central nervous system.

“You want to cum that badly?”

“Yes, please… unbind… I want to cum… hnnngh…”

“You’re going to cum on my face, aren’t you?”

Ki Tae-jeong whispered, his tongue tracing a long path along Sehwa’s perineum. Hearing his voice rumble against his shameful parts, Sehwa came lightly once more. It was only after that he could properly process the words.

“Darling.”

Ki Tae-jeong slid his hand down as he called Sehwa as if to hurry him. He quickly rubbed and scratched his perineum, now slick with saliva. The stimulation, which provocatively tapped against the chastity device, now contracted by the moisture, seemed to tease him, asking if he didn’t want it removed.

The tantalizing stimulation made him feel like his head would truly explode, and Sehwa finally nodded. His small, fluttering movements gradually became more forceful and faster. “Please, I will, I’ll cum,” came his own desperate voice, sounding like it wasn’t his own.

“Nnngh, ugh, ugh… Ah, ahh!”

His cock, blocked by tight knots and fabric, finally found the longed-for release. Lifted slightly by Ki Tae-jeong’s hand, Sehwa ejaculated like a broken faucet. Thick fluid splattered messily everywhere. On the headboard, and on Ki Tae-jeong’s handsome face.

“Hhngh…”

“Good boy.”