PASSION Chapter 5 Part 17

Chapter 5 Part 17

"Good. Still. Just a bit more."

"What's good! A bit more what! Let go of this hand!"

Tae-ui shouted, turning pale blue. Then he desperately struggled to escape from under Ilay. Damn, this bastard's lower abdomen still touching his buttocks was chilling. Moreover, that cursed hand overlapping his hand was touching his crotch.

However, in contrast to Tae-ui violently thrashing his body, Ilay gave a cold, soft laugh. The only changes were his slightly excited breathing and voice drawing closer to whisper in his ear.

"Sorry, sorry. Being quietly cooped up for days, I ended up like this without realizing. Well it doesn't matter, just enjoying lightly. --Stay. Stay still. Shh..."

Ilay whispered by his ear. The lips touching his earlobe were hot. Hot. Hot and ticklish making his spine shiver. Tae-ui unconsciously curled up his body.

What is this? He hadn't wanted this cursed situation in the slightest. Why must he rub desires with such a guy?

While Tae-ui was confused with his jumbled thoughts, that large hand approached over his pants. That hand slowly caressing down from his lower abdomen tightened like a noose when it covered his crotch.

Huk, Tae-ui let out a rough breath.

Gripping his flaccid member through the clothes, Ilay suddenly applied force somewhat roughly. Though not enough to call painful yet, when Tae-ui opened his mouth to say something at the grip startling enough to make him jump, he started stroking the member. The hand that had been firmly pushing up the tender flesh teased the tip with fingertips. Those fingers pressing against the urethra as if trying to dig into the member's tip through the thin fabric felt chilling. He laughed while gripping the member that was embarrassingly easily becoming erect.

It wasn't his imagination. That thing in Tae-ui's hand was also gradually raising its head. Though Tae-ui shrank his hand back in shock at the thing rising too large to fit in his hand, Ilay's hand firmly overlapped his preventing movement.

"Hey, wait, I told you this isn't my preference!"

Though he shouted that, whether from being too urgent or from the strong pulling below, his voice came out hoarse and mixed with metal. From behind, Ilay muttered in a voice now clearly rough and low enough to understand:

"Strictly speaking, you're not my type either. But, you don't necessarily need to be someone's type to release desires. Don't think anything. Just releasing what's built up, that's all. Just like me, same for you. Just borrowing each other's hands. That much is something you do with anyone."

Even while speaking, his voice gradually grew heated. Then suddenly the hand gripping Tae-ui's member seemed to pull away.

Just as Tae-ui was about to shout that may be true for you but I rarely do this... he unconsciously frowned slightly at the disappearing stimulation. The vanishing stimulation before urgently rising desire drew out the beast more faithful to instinct than reason.

Come to think of it, it seemed more than months since Tae-ui had last released his desires. Since he hadn't had the chance since around when he was getting discharged... maybe almost a year had passed.

Damn it. How could his lower half be pulling even with this crazy murderer attached to his back.

"Hey, wait, just a little more...! Hey, hey, again, again!!"

Ah, forget it. Since it's come to this, let's just release desires first. Besides, Tae-ui's hand was still bound to Ilay's crotch. Anyway this bastard seemed planning to release his desires in his hand, so it would just be unfair to himself.

When Tae-ui shouted while firmly grabbing Ilay's retreating wrist, he seemed to pause briefly before laughing softly. Then pushing away Tae-ui's hand, he said:

"Your clothes are already wet. Planning to come in your clothes?"

Ugh. Tae-ui shrank his hand hanging in the air and lowered his suddenly heating face. Ilay put his hand inside Tae-ui's pants and pulled them down. His lower half immediately felt cool. But before he could feel and cool from that coolness, that hand generously wrapped around his crotch again.

Lowering his head, he could see that white and beautiful hand gripping his crotch. Between those long, delicate fingers, glimpses of his own reddening member raising its head could be seen. As Ilay had said, the tip was already hazily wet.

The sight of those white, fine fingers mischievously playing and painfully caressing the thin flesh of his member looked so chillingly obscene that Tae-ui turned his head away.

Meanwhile, Ilay who had been interlocking fingers overlapping Tae-ui's hand pulled that hand into his own pants. As his pants front came down, his hotly rising member sprang out. Urk, Tae-ui swallowed another moan. When clothed it had just been unsettling, but having bare flesh filling his palm to overflowing and touching him made him shiver.

"Now, lie face down. ...Raise your hips."

The chest touching his back was hot. That heat seemed to transmit to his head making him dizzy.

As Tae-ui lowered his body as told, he suddenly came to his senses feeling something touching between his bare buttocks. Cold sweat flowed. The memory of that substantial feeling from earlier came to mind.

"Wait! Not this! No! I told you this isn't my preference! You said just borrowing hands but why are you trying to kill someone pushing this thing, you bastard!!"

Tae-ui shouted while fluttering around. This was no joke. Being pinned wasn't his preference and he had never been pinned, and if something like that was pushed in he would surely die split in two. As Tae-ui tried to kick with a pale face, Ilay who had been about to push his member between Tae-ui's buttocks while gripping it frowned. But soon he shrugged as if understanding.

"Alright. Anyway you're not my type either. Probably wouldn't feel good embracing you... Then come closer here. No, lie down. Yes, like that."

As Tae-ui hesitated, Ilay impatiently pushed him down to lie flat. Then lying on top of him, he gripped both their members together with his large hand. Then he started stroking them firmly together.

As if not giving room to raise noisy words anymore, Ilay's hand gripping their overlapped members was rough. Though Tae-ui opened his mouth at the painfully fierce handling, no scream came out. At the subtle borderline between pain and pleasure, the members were gradually swelling. The other's member touching his was frighteningly hot. It felt like it would burn.

While Tae-ui couldn't utter a word and just frowned, Ilay letting out low moans right above his face suddenly reached out his hand. That large hand covered Tae-ui's eyes. Pitch black darkness came.

With vision blocked, senses became more sensitive. All those senses gathered to one point where all pleasure and nerves in his body concentrated, growing even more chillingly heated. His body felt like it was getting hotter. Little by little more. Little by little more.

And at some moment.

Hot sticky liquid scattered across his stomach. Ilay's hand disappeared from in front of Tae-ui's eyes. The sight of it shooting two, three times repeatedly unfolded right in front of Tae-ui. That whitish thick liquid pouring out almost simultaneously, impossible to tell whose was whose, pooled on his stomach then flowed down. Those traces were so hot that Tae-ui let out a short cry.

His head was hot, vision white, feeling unreal. That sensation continued for a moment.

He closed his eyes briefly feeling his vision grow distant. His body lost strength and sprawled on the floor.

Thinking he could fall asleep hazily like this, the body heat above him moved away. Opening his eyes, Ilay who had been lying overlapped on top of Tae-ui was sitting up. Sitting beside Tae-ui, he smiled slightly at the sprawled Tae-ui and muttered:

"See, not bad right? I told you releasing desires is possible with anyone."

"...No... I still prefer someone matching my type after all. We have to face each other after doing it anyway."

Tae-ui muttered while lying without moving. Only then did reason slowly return to his head.

He felt he had done something foolish again. Though there was no need for self-blame since he hadn't done that with this guy in a completely insane state, somehow it felt like he was sinking deeper into the swamp against his uncle's words. Though told it was best not to get involved at all, things were getting worse.

No. Who knows. Anyway this meant they were close enough to borrow hands even down there. Then who knows if he might show mercy considering that intimacy if something happened later.

Having such thoughts, Tae-ui let out a deep sigh.

It was a laughable thought even to himself. This man would blow off the head of even a cherished lover if the timing was wrong.

Suddenly he recalled words this man had said before:

—...It's an emotion I find hard to understand having no experience, but it's not at all helpful in life. If it were me I would have advised just going for it since you're already up. Rather than groaning with such a face burning with sexual frustration. ...I think emotions are just temporary whims not worth agonizing over.

Those words were now becoming the most important guide to understanding Ilay.

Tae-ui just turned his gaze slightly to look at Ilay. That hot and humid air from earlier had disappeared somewhere, and as if nothing had happened, Ilay was wiping his dirtied body with his usual calm and cool face no different from normal. Their eyes met. Meeting Tae-ui's gaze without any hesitation or awkwardness, he held out tissues asking if he wanted to wipe too.

Though he had already guessed, Tae-ui realized anew. This man was someone who didn't know mental burden or constraints when it came to sexual matters. A man who treated sex like doing sports.

Having such thoughts, Tae-ui ended up sighing.

No need to think heavily about it. Just lightly enjoyed using another's hand. Besides, even if his heart felt heavy, what could he do about feeling heavy? It's not like his heart went where his body went.

Sighing long again, his heart felt a bit lighter. Even more so seeing Ilay's black cold eyes. It really was just enjoying. Though he felt a bitter feeling close to faint regret, it was good that facing each other wasn't awkward.

The only unsettling thing was elsewhere. Sorry, Shin Lu.

Tae-ui muttered internally, feeling needlessly sorry to him.

"Not getting up? Then I'll wash first."