GP | Chapter 2.6

Nothing he had ever received before could compare to this guiding. It was not just calming an Esper on the verge of rampage. It reached deep inside and embraced even the small things hidden there…

That was why it made him even more desperate, and why he wanted it even more.

Feeling the pleasant pressure closing in from all sides, Taejoon began to move his hips.

“Hah… ah, ah! Ngh!”

Seoh felt as though he was being pierced by the way Taejoon moved without giving him any time to adjust. The shaft burrowing even deeper inside tried to shove aside his organs and claim the space for itself. A merciless invader.

“Hngh, uh… ngh! J- just a little slower… ah!”

Seoh, writhing instinctively to escape, was pulled into Taejoon’s arm on one side as Taejoon dragged his body downward and thrust his hips upward.

“Hahk!”

As Taejoon rocked his hips quickly in that state, the intervals between Seoh’s moans grew shorter.

“Hah, ah, ah! Ahh!”

Before the stretched opening could even close again, the shaft shoved back in and pushed deeper inside. It was so frantic he could not tell whether it was going in or coming out. Each time, the slick inner wall, wet with precum, rubbed and squeaked.

“Ngh, mm. Haa…”

As the heated shaft pressed down on the inside here and there, Seoh’s waist trembled in small shakes. Then, when the swollen tip nudged a bulging spot, the inner wall contracted and his whole body straightened sharply. The rush that rose from the pressed spot shot straight to the top of his head.

“Ah!”

“Haa…”

Taejoon also let out a low breath as the inner wall clamped and trembled around him. The narrow, wet, warm depths felt unbearably good. In the end, his swollen shaft began instinctively jabbing the same place again and again. He had already learned that attacking this spot felt euphoric.

As the prostate was mercilessly pressed, Seoh’s moans climbed higher and higher.

“Ah, ah! Hahk!”

Pure white fireworks burst one after another in front of him, and his body shook from head to toe with a dizzying thrill. The directly driven stimulation was not something easy to endure.

The pace only grew faster. As the hip thrusts grew more intense, his inner flesh was pressed from every direction. With that stimulation, the inner wall grew even tighter than before and bit at the shaft nonstop.

Taejoon’s hands gripping his pelvis kept pressing Seoh downward in rhythm with the hips ramming upward. Spreading him open, spreading him open, spreading him open, until he finally succeeded in driving the shaft in to the root. Against their joined groins, the sound of flesh hitting flesh slapped out loudly.

“Hngh, ngh, mm…!”

The shaft buried deep beyond the prostate and into the depths went mad with frenzy. It shoved the head in to places that should not have been able to stretch any further, forcing its way in.

The pressure was too much, far too much. Even a brush of the shaft against the swollen prostate was enough to crush it with stimulation, and with the insides being stirred up recklessly on top of that, it felt like he might die.

Seoh shook his head and begged. Somehow this felt like it was not the end, like it might go even deeper.

“No, ngh… d-don’t! It can’t… go in any farther! Ah!”

But the plea did not reach Song Taejoon.

“Ah, hngh… ah, ahh!”

Seoh could not endure the heavy flesh battering his belly and finally burst out in a scream. Unable to find balance between pain and pleasure, he was dragged back and forth by Taejoon’s movements.

It was definitely painful, definitely pain, and yet goosebumps ran up his waist. He knew he was not in a normal state, but the repeated stimulation slowly began to make his mind slip away. Everything below was being painted over with pleasure.

The spasming inner wall clenched and loosened around the column and thick head again and again. The biting grip on it interrupted the movement for a moment, but even that was stimulating to Taejoon.

The flesh was only pleased to be held when it pulled out a little and to bite like a welcome when it pushed back in. That was a feeling he could sense even while his mind was not clear.

The insides, which had been rigid and tense, gradually softened under the relentless thrusting. Then, before long, they obediently opened up and embraced the flesh in full.

No, it seemed almost desperate to cling to the shaft and chew on it, sweet and sticky. Seoh’s moans jumped all over the place with that. It had definitely hurt before, but little by little it was changing into another kind of heat.

“Ah… mm-hm!”

On top of that, even though nothing was touching the front, he was already leaking precum in streams from the strain. It felt as though the inner wall had become the prostate itself. Every rub and grind made his thighs tremble and his vision blink white on and off. Pleasure started at the hips and spread into his whole body in sharp jolts.

But then it happened. Seoh, panting and moaning mindlessly while holding Taejoon’s shoulders, suddenly felt his body lift off the ground.

Startled, he opened his wet eyes and found himself hanging in the air with his legs spread wide, clinging to Taejoon. There was a strong arm supporting him beneath the backs of his knees, but the primal fear did not go away easily. In the end, Seoh threw his arms tightly around Taejoon’s neck.

He had not meant to, but once he was in a stable position, Taejoon started moving his hips again. Unlike when he had been sitting, this time he rocked back and forth.

“Ngh! Hah… ah, ah!”

The faster pounding made the inner wall surge hot again. From another angle, the shaft kept thrusting in all directions, and whenever it pushed deeper inside, it spread apart the narrowest place.

While Taejoon’s hips moved quickly, the hand squeezing Seoh’s butt also moved back and forth. Every time their groins slammed together with a wet slap, his insides turned to chaos. Seoh’s legs dangled uselessly in the air.

Feeling how much guiding energy had already been drained away, Seoh squeezed his eyes shut. Maybe about thirty percent had gone into Taejoon… but Taejoon still seemed far from clear-headed.

For an S-rank Esper on the brink of rampage, it was probably nowhere near enough. He had only ever guided A-rank or lower Espers, so he had no way to gauge it.

But his thoughts could not continue. At some point they had shifted, and a cold, hard wall was behind him. Trapped between the wall and Song Taejoon, Seoh had nowhere to run and had to spread his legs wide.

“Ah! It’s cold… ahh!”

Taejoon kept moving his hips with violent force. Seoh’s body bounced up and down. Because of that, his own stiffened member, pressed against Taejoon’s body between them, was rubbed roughly. A sensation similar to needing to urinate suddenly surged up. His toes curled and his body folded in on itself.

“Ngh, mm-hm. J- just a little… ah!”

Taejoon, too busy driving into Seoh, pressed down on him with his whole body. He did not allow even a little pause.

Trapped in a space he could not escape, battered from front to back in quick succession, Seoh twisted all over. It felt ticklish, it felt electrifying. His taut nerves were already drenched and ruined by the pouring pleasure.

“Hahh… ngh, ngh, mm!”

“Hah…”

Taejoon was just as aroused. Clenching his teeth, he shoved his hips upward with all his strength. Driving the root where the testes began into the inner wall, he buried the head deep inside. Seoh’s belly bulged in the exact shape of the shaft.

While the shaft packed into his abdomen savored the soft inner wall to its heart’s content, Seoh’s own shaft, crushed under Taejoon’s stomach, shot out a load of semen. It burst out before he even had time to hold it back.

“Ah! Ahngh, hngh!”

White fluid splattered messily across both of their stomachs and chests. The thick semen clung to skin and left speckled streaks. Once it started, more kept pouring out without pause. Running down the shaft, it gathered between their tightly pressed groins.

While Seoh was climaxing, the inner wall spasmed as though an earthquake had hit. Taejoon could no longer hold back either, with the shaft gripped and clamped from all sides. Semen burst from the swollen head, soaking the inside of Seoh’s body warmly. The huge amount pouring out with force made his belly fill up completely.

“Hng, mm-hm, ah… ngh.”

Taejoon pulled Seoh’s buttocks tightly to him and kept up a small, shallow thrusting even while climaxing.

“Hoo…”

As if trying to leave his trace even deeper inside, he shoved in, and semen began to leak down through the gap. The viscous fluid that finally escaped the opening dripped down to the floor. Seoh’s pooled semen also ran down Song Taejoon’s thighs in a steady stream.

Still holding the trembling body close, Taejoon found Seoh’s lips. His wet tongue invaded Seoh’s mouth and stirred it freely. He licked along the lining, rubbed at the root beneath the tongue, then twisted his head and took it in fully.

Receiving the lingering kiss quietly, Seoh placed both hands over Taejoon’s chest. He could feel the heart beating strongly inside skin that was still hot with fever. The warmth of life, of being alive, touched him and brought on a strange feeling.

He was idly tracing the throbbing chest with his fingertips and waiting for the remaining pleasure to subside when he felt the spent shaft move again. Seoh’s eyes trembled slightly.

“Uh, hngh?”

He was sure Taejoon had already climaxed once, but somehow the shaft had hardened and swelled again, pressing into him tightly. The small, repeated thrusts began to pick up speed little by little. In response, the large hand still gripping Seoh’s buttocks began rocking him back and forth again.

The inner wall, soaked through with semen, slid slickly and accepted Taejoon’s shaft without difficulty. With each sticky slap, the pleasure that had eased a little rose again. The body, still sensitive soon after climax, heated up quickly.

“Mm, uh, hngh.”

Even as the lower body was being drilled, the kissing did not stop. His moans vanished into Taejoon’s mouth or leaked out muffled in his throat.

Seoh looked at Taejoon with watery eyes as the thrusting started again. He had never thought it would end with one round, but he had not expected it to be this overwhelming with so little. It felt like running flat out without brakes. His breathing was ragged and his whole body shook.

His back stung from the stones and the hard wall rubbing against it, but because Taejoon still had not come to his senses, he could not even ask him to stop. As the pain from the body packed with energy faded, other pain took its place. But it was pain he could endure, so he forced himself to bear it.

“Hng, mm-hm, uh…”

Fortunately, it was not only pain.

Pleasure steadily built as the shaft pierced his body and pressed down on the inner wall. The air was cold, but Taejoon’s body radiated heat so intensely that the surrounding space felt warm. Even the flesh inside had softened completely, gone limp from the heat. It accepted the enormous intruder without pain and kept pouring out moans into the blocked throat.

“Hngh, ngh.”

The first guiding done outside the mansion continued without any sign of ending. Seoh, arms trembling as he clung to Song Taejoon’s neck, wished this night would pass quickly.

Unlike his body, which was fully filled, the inside felt strangely empty.

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Feeling lighter than usual, Taejoon slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was a high ceiling. He looked quietly at the plain white ceiling with no pattern, then rolled his eyes to scan his surroundings.