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“Haah, I’m sorry. Haero, just a little… mmm!” Yoon Moo-hwa moaned deeply. 

He had been greedy and pushed in too deep. It was about the same depth that Haero usually took. The difference was that this time, he had reached immediately the spot that normally would only be touched much later during the act, when they were both heated up and Haero had become accustomed.

But the place Yoon Moo-hwa wanted to enter was even deeper inside.

He gently coaxed Haero. Fortunately, Haero too was just surprised, not appearing to be in too much pain. 

As tears rolled down between his tightly closed eyes, Haero quickly spoke first, “Hic, it’s, it’s too hot. Mmm… so, to cool down, aah, th-that’s why.”

He was saying this for fear that Yoon Moo-hwa might pull out. Yoon Moo-hwa laughed roughly.

“It’s okay.”

Today, it seemed difficult for him to be a gentle adult lover.

“Today I wanted to make you cry. Me.”

Haero made a puzzled expression at this unexpected response.

But that was the last of it.

Yoon Moo-hwa, who had been gently pulling out and thrusting up, withdrew completely. The veins on his arms stood out. Yoon Moo-hwa’s hand went to the back of Haero’s neck and wrapped around it. 

It was essentially the same as being restrained in midair with no room to move. Everything happened so quickly that Haero couldn’t even feel confusion. Yoon Moo-hwa pulled Haero down sharply while thrusting his hips upward.

“…!”

Haero couldn’t even scream, just opened his eyes wide.

Before he could come to his senses, and before he could adapt, Yoon Moo-hwa lifted Haero again. Haero’s entrance was open wide from the shock. Before it could recover, Yoon Moo-hwa thrust up again.

“…uah, ah!”

Haero finally let out a scream-like moan.

Yoon Moo-hwa felt as if he himself were drunk. His mind was becoming fragile. His reason was already in tatters. Even while reproaching himself, Yoon Moo-hwa thrust his hips up so that Haero’s buttocks would tighten firmly, while his arms prevented Haero from coming down too far.

“Uah, ang! Ah, ah! Aaah!”

Convulsive moans erupted. It was beyond what he could control. Haero felt as if his moans would hit the tiles and bounce back to burst his ears. Yet he couldn’t stop.

Yoon Moo-hwa’s dick was going deeper and deeper. Haero felt that too. He wanted to escape, but his body was completely bound to Yoon Moo-hwa, leaving no way to flee. For the first time, he was afraid of him. But even that thought was shattering.

Yoon Moo-hwa intended not to draw out this sex for long but to finish it as quickly as possible.

“Oh no. Sorry. Haero, I’m sorry.” He soothed Haero with a voice excited by heat. But he too felt like he was losing his mind.

“I’ll finish soon, okay. Yes. Hah, I’m, sorry.” He spoke haltingly as he gradually loosened the strength in his arms.

Haero had thrown his head back. Semen flowed weakly from the tip of his dick. Yoon Moo-hwa waited silently until Haero’s hands could no longer hold onto him and his head would have fallen back if not supported by Yoon Moo-hwa’s hand, until there was not a trace of strength left.

And when Haero’s black pupils were about to roll back into the whites of his eyes, he lifted Haero’s body halfway and then lowered him, releasing the strength in his arms.

“…!”

Haero’s eyes came back for a moment before rolling back again. His lips opened wide and his Adam’s apple bobbed, but no sound came out.

Yoon Moo-hwa firmly pressed his shaft against Haero’s inner walls, which had grown even hotter from the friction, and pushed himself in further. The tip of Yoon Moo-hwa’s dick pushed into Haero’s insides with brutal force.

It was a terrible insertion, cruel in its intensity, and its goal was a barbaric marking of Yoon Moo-hwa’s determination to confirm and leave his trace in Haero’s deepest inside.

Yoon Moo-hwa kept his promise to Haero.

“Haero, I’m sorry.”

He hypocritically soothed Haero and repeatedly kissed his forehead. With each lowering of his lips, he rubbed his dick that was wedged into the bent part of Haero’s insides. He repeated pulling out halfway and pushing in deep. The most sensitive tip caught repeatedly, being severely stimulated.

Yoon Moo-hwa gritted his teeth. Not to prevent ejaculation, but to prevent doing something even worse. He breathed heavily. No one would have known that the breathing technique that had helped him maintain his sanity in extreme training would be used like this.

“Haero.” Yoon Moo-hwa murmured, “Haero… haa, Haero. Haero. Haero…”

His murmuring grew faster. In sync with it, his dick moved quickly again. Haero swayed like a doll with his head bent forward. Fluid burst repeatedly from Haero’s dick with wet sounds. Yoon Moo-hwa felt ecstatic as he felt his stomach, groin, and thighs getting soaked. It felt as if Haero’s soiling of him gave him permission and the right to do the same to Haero.

Haero was his master. His rightful owner. And so was Yoon Moo-hwa for Haero. 

Yoon Moo-hwa whispered in Haero’s ear, “Haero… can I come inside you?”

The seemingly polite speech contrasted sharply with what he was doing now.

Haero barely managed to nod. It was a very slight movement. But it was enough.

Yoon Moo-hwa buried his thing deeply inside Haero and climaxed. The inside of Haero’s belly became deeply wet. It would be quite difficult to pull out. Perhaps it might flow out until tomorrow, or even the day after tomorrow if severe. 

Imagining Haero’s embarrassed expression as his underwear gets soaked with his fluid, Yoon Moo-hwa was consumed by a base excitement.

After the long climax ended, Yoon Moo-hwa pulled himself out. Then he pressed Haero’s limp body against his own. With only arms hanging over shoulders, his legs couldn’t function properly. Yoon Moo-hwa gathered Haero like a baby and then pressed under his buttocks to spread them.

Slowly, very slowly, his semen flowed out.

Without rinsing him, he carried him out of the bathroom. Going to the bed, he comforted the exhausted Haero and made him drink water. When Haero regained some consciousness, Yoon Moo-hwa spread his legs and slowly entered him again.

“Hnng.”

Haero burst into tears. Yoon Moo-hwa waited a moment and then gently pushed into the place he had opened. At the sensation of reopening, Haero exhaled sharp, labored breaths.

“I’ll go slowly.”

However, Yoon Moo-hwa didn’t say he wouldn’t do it. At those words that never came, Haero whined in a nasal voice.

“It’s okay.”

There was pain too, but it was slight compared to the fear. Yet behind the fear awaited a strange pleasure that occurs in moments of asphyxiation. Haero nodded while trembling from the aftereffects of an intense climax. His words might seem untrustworthy given his state, but they were sincere.

“It’s okay.” Answering as if to reaffirm, Haero looked down at his belly and murmured, “I took all of you in.”

The tip of Haero’s nose was flushed red. Yoon Moo-hwa stared at him blankly as if entranced, then tilted his head and gently bit that nose tip.

‘Ah, I want to swallow you. Instead of doing that, I’m glad you ate me.’ 

Yoon Moo-hwa sincerely wanted to become part of Haero. Even in this violent manner.

✼✼✼

Morning came. Yoon Moo-hwa came out early to observe the ocean conditions. More precisely, he had been awake since dawn. It was because an alarm had sounded beyond the partition. A devil shark had appeared in the waters. Fortunately, it wasn’t a cluster type but a single individual, and they were able to quickly release artificially cultured whitebait to lure it away from attacking the partition. He had to stay awake throughout dawn to monitor the situation.

Only after the situation was completely resolved could Yoon Moo-hwa smoke a cigarette. Real-time analysis of the partition’s condition was coming through his earpiece. Yoon Moo-hwa adjusted his in-ear device and checked with his naked eye as well.

There was no major damage to the inner part visible to the naked eye. The outer part too had only accumulated fatigue from the impact of the devil shark ramming into it before they released the whitebait, but there were no major areas requiring repair, they said.

Another crisis had passed. Even without setting sail, danger always lurked. It was just a matter of whether it was something one could ride over like a wave or not.

But through years of navigation, Yoon Moo-hwa knew. That even an enormous and threatening wave could be overcome. The method was surprisingly simple. Turn off the engine and ride the current.

Yoon Moo-hwa took out his personal pad and adjusted the screen. The small camera installed in his room caught movement and sent a signal. It seemed Haero was awake. 

Yoon Moo-hwa stood up and took a step. Haero’s face filled the pad he was holding. He wiggled his lips as if saying come quickly while waving his hand. Alone in the elevator, Yoon Moo-hwa stared at that screen for a moment and then quietly kissed it.