CDG | Chapter 1.2

Taejoo tried to grab his wrist, but Seoyul was faster. The hungry ghost had no hesitation. Seoyul lowered his head and bit down on the spot over the shirt where the nipple was.

“Hup!”

Wet saliva soaked through the thin fabric, seeping into his skin. The cold tongue rolled over the damp cloth, sucking the protruding nub with a pop.

“Ha… Damn.”

Taejoo tilted his head back involuntarily. From where Seoyul’s lips touched, the heat inside him drained away, flowing into the ghost. It was dizzying. Yet, incredibly refreshing.

The heat that filled his mind was sucked into Seoyul’s mouth. Taejoo stopped trying to push him away and instead grabbed the back of Seoyul’s head, holding it firmly.

“Fine, eat. Just eat and be quiet.”

With permission granted, Seoyul eagerly moved his tongue. Shirt buttons popped off. Seoyul grabbed the exposed skin with both hands, licking greedily.

That night, Taejoo fell into a deep sleep for the first time in years. The cool weight clinging to his chest was more potent than any sleeping pill.

***

Cohabitation settled into a peculiar form.

For Taejoo, Seoyul was like a talisman. As long as Seoyul was within a meter radius, the noise from the ghosts was completely blocked.

Thanks to this, his work efficiency greatly improved, and his once irritable personality softened considerably.

Conversely, for Seoyul, Taejoo was like a walking buffet.

“Ahjussi, I’m hungry.”

“You just touched me a little while ago.”

“That was just a snack! Can’t I grab something other than your hand?”

Under the desk in the studio, Seoyul crouched between Taejoo’s legs, resting his chin on Taejoo’s thigh and looking up at him.

Taejoo paused from looking at the blueprints and pushed his chair back.

“Come here.”

As soon as he spoke, Seoyul quickly climbed onto Taejoo’s lap. Although he was a ghost and had no weight, the sensation of their touching hips was vividly felt.

Taejoo wrapped his arms around Seoyul’s waist with familiarity. As soon as that cool body touched him, Taejoo’s mind cleared instantly. Seoyul rubbed his face against Taejoo’s neck, humming a tune.

“Ah, this is nice. Ahjussi’s scent is the best.”

“…Be quiet.”

“But ahjussi, something keeps poking me here.”

Seoyul wiggled his hips, complaining playfully. Taejoo frowned. Seoyul’s hips were pressing right against his most sensitive spot.

Born with excessive ‘yang’ energy, his libido was abnormally strong. But due to the ghosts, he had no outlet for it.

Yet this cheeky ghost kept igniting the fire.

Taejoo’s cock swelled and stiffened between Seoyul’s buttocks.

“Oh? It’s getting bigger!”

Seoyul, curious, tried to lift his hips to check Taejoo’s front. Taejoo pressed his pelvis down, keeping Seoyul in place.

“Stay still.”

“But something keeps poking…”

“Damn… You said you were hungry, so stay still and I’ll feed you.”

Taejoo looked down at Seoyul with bloodshot eyes. The white neck, collarbones visible under the loose hoodie, and those innocent, blinking eyes.

His patience had long since run out. Taejoo roughly grabbed Seoyul’s chin and lifted it.

“Open your mouth.”

“Huh? Why?”

“I’m feeding you.”

Without waiting for an answer, Taejoo devoured Seoyul’s lips.

“Mmph, mmph!”

Seoyul struggled in surprise, but Taejoo held his head firmly, pushing his tongue inside. The hot tongue roamed the cool mouth, tracing the teeth and capturing Seoyul’s fleeing tongue, sucking it in.

“Hnnng…!”

Seoyul’s body trembled. As he absorbed Taejoo’s ‘yang’ energy, his once translucent fingertips quickly turned a healthy pink.

Without breaking the kiss, Taejoo slipped his hand under Seoyul’s hoodie. The smooth, cold skin. The alien sensation made Taejoo’s cock swell even more.

“Haa, ugh… Ahjussi, this feels strange…”

When their lips parted, Seoyul panted, clutching Taejoo’s collar. His eyes were flushed red.

“What feels strange?”

“My belly… It’s so full, but down there it tickles.”

Seoyul squirmed between his legs. His body, absorbing the ‘yang’ energy, was regaining the sensations from life. Seoyul was beginning to feel pleasure.

“Tickles?”

“Yes… It tickles.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Scratch it…”

Taejoo chuckled, laying Seoyul on the desk. Blueprints scattered to the floor, but he didn’t care.

“Spread your legs.”

At Taejoo’s command, Seoyul, as if entranced, spread his legs. With a swift tug, the loose sweatpants were pulled down, revealing pale thighs and a cock hidden between them.

It was so pale and delicate, unlike that of an adult man’s.

Suppressing the urge to thrust in immediately, Taejoo crawled up Seoyul’s body. The flesh was soft and tender, unbelievable for a dead body.

“Uh, uh? You said you’d fill me up…”

“You have to start with the appetizer.”

Taejoo lifted Seoyul’s shirt to his neck.

“Bite it.”

Seoyul obediently bit the shirt. The exposed, smooth white chest had nipples that trembled as if tense. Taejoo took the light pink nub into his mouth.

“Hah!”

Seoyul’s back arched. Taejoo sucked hard enough to hollow his cheeks. The sensation of the cold nipple rolling in his mouth was incredible. He rolled it with his tongue, then bit down gently.

“Hnnng… It feels weird…!”

Seoyul whimpered, hugging Taejoo’s head. Even as he moaned about the strangeness, his hips instinctively arched toward Taejoo’s lips.

Taejoo tormented both of Seoyul’s nipples before slowly sliding down. He licked down the smooth abs, making Seoyul squirm from the tickling sensation.

“Stay still.”

Taejoo firmly gripped Seoyul’s thighs, forcing them apart. Seoyul tried to close his legs, but Taejoo’s strength easily kept them open.

“Hiii!”

Taejoo licked around Seoyul’s navel. His hot saliva glistened on the white skin. As he moved down, Seoyul’s stomach hollowed, and he let out a shaky breath.

“Ah, no, not there…!”

Ignoring his words, Taejoo grabbed Seoyul’s hips. He pressed his lips against the prominent hip bone, rubbing it. Drunk on Seoyul’s cool scent, Taejoo nibbled down the inside of his white thighs.

Gently stroking the inside of the thighs, he lightly bit the soft, thin flesh. Seoyul’s legs trembled as if in spasm.

“Ah, hng! It’s weird, ahjussi…!”

Seoyul wiggled his toes, trying to push Taejoo away by the shoulders. But Taejoo grabbed his ankles, lifting his thighs to his chest. The area between his legs, now fully exposed, twitched.

Taejoo spread Seoyul’s legs and buried his face in his groin. The cool scent of flesh at the tip of his nose stirred his desire. Suppressing the urge to devour him quickly, he carefully teased the tip of the urethra with his tongue.

“W-wait! Why there…!”

As his tongue rolled over the sensitive tip, Seoyul’s hips jerked. Taejoo held his thighs firmly, keeping him in place.

“Shh.”

Taejoo flicked the glans with his tongue. Each time the hot tongue slid over the cold mucous membrane, Seoyul’s body released an uncontrollable clear energy.

Taejoo opened his mouth wide, taking the glans inside. The cold glans filled his mouth. He sucked hard enough to hollow his cheeks.

“Haaang! It’s too strong…!”

Slurp, slurp. Wet sounds echoed in the room. Taejoo twisted his head, swirling his tongue from the base to the glans. He didn’t miss a drop of the clear liquid flowing down the shaft, licking it up.

He wasn’t just tormenting the shaft. Taejoo took Seoyul’s taut balls into his mouth, gently sucking and rubbing them with his tongue.

“Ah, hng, it’s weird…”

Seoyul trembled, clutching Taejoo’s hair. Taejoo continued, rolling the balls in his mouth like candy before spitting them out and swallowing the shaft deeply again.

“Ugh! Ah, ahjussi!”

Taejoo licked the veins bulging on the shaft, swallowing it to the back of his throat. The cold cock stabbed his hot throat, making him gag, but the fullness filled his mind.

“Haa! I-I think I’m going to come…!”

“Come, I’ll take it.”

Taejoo mumbled, and Seoyul, reaching his limit, twisted his body violently.

“Hng, don’t talk with it in your mouth… Ah!”

Taejoo tightened and released his throat repeatedly, relentlessly stimulating Seoyul’s cock.

“Ah, ah, I-I think something weird is coming out, ahjussi!”

Seoyul’s hips arched, releasing a thick fluid. Taejoo swallowed every drop of the semen he spurted. The heat in his mind dissipated, and his vision cleared.

“Haa… Ha…”

Seoyul panted heavily. Taejoo wiped the fluid from his lips and looked down at him. The sight of Seoyul looking up with half-lidded eyes was so obscene that Taejoo’s cock, swollen to fill his pants, throbbed heavily, begging for release.

“Ha, damn…”

Taejoo roughly swept his sweat-soaked bangs aside and spread Seoyul’s legs.

“Hold your legs.”

Seoyul, bewildered, hugged his thighs and lifted them. His buttocks were fully exposed, the small hole hidden between them twitching.

‘This guy’s body is all pink…’

Taejoo gathered saliva in his mouth and spat it over the hole. The thick spit soaked the wrinkled entrance. Using it as lubricant, Taejoo gently rubbed the folds around the hole.

“Ugh… What are you doing?”

Ignoring Seoyul’s question, Taejoo continued. He rubbed the entrance with his fingertip, slowly pushing it in to match Seoyul’s breathing.

His knobby finger pried into the split. The cold, tight hole clenched around his finger as if rejecting it.

“Relax.”

Taejoo pressed the inner walls, creating space. Twisting his wrist with his finger inside, Seoyul’s body jerked. The stimulated hole clenched around Taejoo’s finger.

“Ah, hng! It’s weird, my insides tickle…”

Seoyul’s hips wiggled, clamping down on the finger. Taejoo curled his finger, poking inside. Whether because it was a ghost’s body or due to inexperience, the tightness was almost too much for one finger.

Taejoo added another finger, scissoring them to stretch the hole.

“Haaang! Ah, it hurts!”

A moan close to a scream burst out. Squish, squish. With each thrust, fluid leaked out.

Seoyul clung to Taejoo’s shoulders, trembling, but his eyes glazed over, drunk on the hot energy Taejoo gave him.

“Ah, ugh, ahjussi, your fingers, they’re hot, it feels good, more, give me more…”

As Taejoo thrust his fingers inside, Seoyul’s hips instinctively arched toward them.

“Does it feel that good?”

“Hnnng… Yes, it feels good… More…”

At that moment, Taejoo’s patience snapped. He withdrew his fingers from the wet hole in one swift motion. Watching the slick inner walls cling as they came out, he roughly undid his pants buckle.

As he pulled down his pants, his stiff cock sprang free. The red, swollen glans dripped clear fluid. The thick shaft was veined and bulging.

Having held back for so long, it was even larger than usual. He wanted to thrust in immediately, but doing so would surely tear that tight hole.

“Get up.”

“Huh? Why? I’m tired…”

Taejoo forcibly sat Seoyul between his legs. Then he thrust his menacingly erect cock in front of Seoyul’s face. The shaft, veined and threatening, bobbed near Seoyul’s nose.

“Suck it.”

“…This? It’s too big.”

Seoyul’s eyes widened as he stared at the cock. Though he looked scared, Taejoo had no intention of letting him off.

“You said you wanted to eat all of me. Open your mouth.”

Taejoo grabbed Seoyul’s head and thrust the cock deep into his throat.

“Mmph! Gag!”

Seoyul gagged, trying to pull away, but Taejoo held his head firmly. The cock swelled even larger inside his mouth, stabbing his throat.

“Ugh, cough!”

The cool, soft mouth tightly enveloped the glans. The cold tongue licked the underside of the shaft, and the roof of the mouth rubbed the glans. Each time the saliva-soaked cock squelched inside, a shiver ran down Taejoo’s spine.

Taejoo held Seoyul’s head with both hands, moving his hips back and forth. Each thrust into the narrow throat made a gulping, squelching sound. Tears welled in Seoyul’s eyes.

Seoyul’s jaw went slack, and saliva dribbled from the corners of his mouth. Taejoo looked down at the sight and grinned. The dazed eyes, flushed cheeks, and mouth filled with cock created an obscenely erotic scene.

“Use your tongue. Don’t keep your teeth out.”

Seoyul, tears hanging from his eyes, cautiously stuck out his tongue. He licked the shaft. At first, he hesitated, but soon his tongue moved instinctively.

Seoyul’s tongue slowly slid from the base to the glans, then pushed into the slit of the glans. As he pressed the tip of the urethra, Taejoo’s hips jerked involuntarily.

Though he seemed inexperienced, the way his tongue wrapped around the shaft was lascivious. Seoyul sucked the glans into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks. Slurp, slurp. The wet sounds were constant. He squeezed the glans with his lips, tickling the underside with his tongue, sucking diligently. Saliva dripped down the shaft, soaking his balls.

‘Ha… Damn. What is this guy?’

Taejoo frowned, looking down at Seoyul’s head. Pretending to be innocent, yet sucking his cock so hard his cheeks hollowed.