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Chapter 125: Morning Docking
by GideonThrust. Thrust. Thrust!
The lubricant overflowing from his inner walls met his rock-hard cock, and he plunged into him over and over again.
The long-awaited penetration brought Jubin an intense, overwhelming pleasure. He wrapped his arms around the other man’s neck, his hips spread wide, and cried out.
“Hyung, I feel like I’m melting inside.”
After hours of this, wouldn’t it be strange if he weren’t completely melted?
“Hah, hngh! Ahh…”
Jubin had no reason to hide how much he was enjoying this, so he let out even more blatant moans. The more he did, the harder and rougher the other man’s movements became.
“Hah… spread your legs wider.”
He commanded in a low voice. Jubin gripped his own buttocks firmly, widening his stance even further.
I thought it would be easier, but Zion’s cock grew even harder, fueled by Jubin’s obedience.
The tightness of his stretched-open folds stung.
“Hah, Z-Zion… Ngh… Ah, it hurts.”
“Hah… Does it hurt?”
He’d never been this aroused before. He must have been holding back, because now he was coming at Jubin with an intensity that was almost too much to handle.
“Calm down a little.”
“How am I supposed to calm down when you’re teasing me like this?”
In the past, Zion would have been all flustered and anxious if Jubin said it hurt. But now he knew how to control himself, trying to adjust his pace to keep the sex going smoothly.
“How’s that? Still hurting?”
“Ngh… Just… try it.”
After a slight change in position, the sex that followed delivered a sensation so intense it made Jubin see stars.
“Hngh, ah, ah…!”
His cock, hard as stone, hammered ruthlessly into my inner walls, leaving me completely senseless. And yet, I loved it…
I wanted to be buried in his embrace forever.
The room was thick with his pheromones, and the feeling of being utterly adored by him sent a sweet, dizzying thrill through me.
“Zi-Zion… I’m—I’m gonna come.”
“Ha, already? Can’t we go together this time?”
Already? Do you have any idea how hard I’m holding back?
I shot him a resentful glare, but he just pressed a soft, baby-bird kiss to my lips as if he understood, then picked up the pace to finish with me.
Jubin raised the knee he’d had hooked over Zion’s hip, allowing him to drive even deeper and come inside him.
As if he’d been waiting for the signal, Zion grabbed his knee and slammed into him with fierce intensity.
Thud, thud, thud.
“Ah, ah, hah! Ngh!”
The sheer force of Zion’s thrusts wrung moans from Jubin’s lips.
The pace was too fast, the penetration too deep. His insides were already thoroughly saturated from the relentless stimulation, the slick, drenched membranes desperate to cling to Zion’s cock.
With every deep thrust, Jubin’s insides churned violently. As Zion’s cock withdrew, Jubin’s foreskin—clinging tight to the shaft—was pulled out with it.
“Hyung, can you feel it?”
The question, so deliberately asked, sparked a strange sense of shame in Jubin. But it only fueled his arousal.
He shook his head vigorously, pretending not to understand, and Zion’s lips curved into a smirk.
“Playing the fool when you know exactly what’s happening. How cheeky.”
Jubin gasped convulsively as Zion’s hard length continued to ruthlessly drive into him.
“I… I can’t… hold it…”
His mind finally snapped, and Jubin came, his semen spilling over Zion’s hard abdomen.
Zion, however, seemed far from finished. He held Jubin tight, continuing to drive into him. The thick, viscous fluid Jubin had released smeared across their skin, creating a wet, squelching sound with every thrust.
They ignored the loud, sloppy slapping of wet flesh against flesh. They were too busy clinging to the last shreds of their sanity, which had long since boiled over.
Jubin took him until Zion was satisfied. The more he accepted him, the more Zion clung to him, calling his name with desperate longing. And the deeper Jubin welcomed him in, the more he thrilled at the sensation of the Alpha rampaging inside him, a wild beast he could barely soothe.
The unfamiliar American night they had spent awake had felt endlessly long, yet the night they spent together vanished in an instant.
How long had I been asleep? When I opened my eyes, the room was still bright.
What happened?
I was sure I’d been tucked into bed late in the afternoon. Was it morning already?
As I thought, taking Do Zion’s endless rounds was too much. I must have passed out after pushing myself to the limit.
“What time is it…”
The floor was a disaster zone, littered with torn condom wrappers. The adjacent bed was a complete mess. It looked like Zion had moved me from that bed—where we’d done everything—to this clean one after I’d passed out.
I tried to sit up, thirsty for water, only to realize something heavy was still lodged between my legs.
“…?”
Zion’s erect cock was still inside me. We slept like this? Really?
I’d enjoyed countless fucks with him, but this was the first time I’d woken up so blatantly connected. I was more than a little flustered.
I shifted slightly and glanced back at him. He looked so peacefully asleep, showing no sign of waking.
Maybe I should just endure it, I thought. But the thirst was unbearable. Holding my breath, I slowly began to slide out of him.
His cock, rock-hard from the morning, seemed to emerge from inside me endlessly.
Hah…
The moment he was completely out, I felt a strange, hollow ache, as if something were wrong down there. Not to mention the swelling.
Convinced that sitting up would be a disaster, I slowly pushed myself up on all fours, only to lock eyes with Zion, who had just woken up.
“Ah, sorry. Did I wake you?”
His disheveled hair and the heavy-lidded gaze of someone not yet fully awake drew my attention. Even with his expressionless face, there was a languid quality to him that made my heart beat strangely fast.
“How do you look like a photoshoot even right after waking up?”
He suddenly tugged Jubin’s arm, his voice dropping to a low, husky murmur.
“Why did you pull away?”
“Huh? Oh, I just thought you’d be uncomfortable.”
He paused, his gaze fixed on Jubin’s face.
“Does that position mean you want me to fuck you this early in the morning?”
“Huh? No, no way!” Jubin retorted, startled.
“Come here.”
Despite telling Jubin to come to him, he was the one who lunged forward, grabbing Jubin in a sudden move.
“But… you told me to come to you,” Jubin stammered.
“You didn’t come here quickly enough, hyung.”
“You could have just waited a—Hhngh…!“
His rock-hard cock pierced Jubin in a single thrust. A satisfied, ragged breath escaped his lips, scattering into the air.
“You’re still so soft.”
“Of course I am. You fucked me into a pulp all night.”
Still unsatisfied after all that, Jubin tried to push himself up onto all fours, only to be immediately ambushed from behind.
Taking advantage of me this early in the morning…
It was a low blow, but Jubin couldn’t bring himself to hate the way Zion held him captive in his arms, showering him with tender kisses and refusing to let go.
He remained trapped like that for several more hours.
“I’m gonna die…” Jubin muttered softly under the warm spray of the shower.
They’d gone through their entire stash of condoms. If they hadn’t run out, he suspected Zion would never have let him leave.
Knock, knock—
At the sound, Jubin turned off the water and threw on a robe. He draped a fluffy towel over his wet hair before opening the door to find Zion standing there in nothing but boxer briefs, phone in hand.
“Hyung, you’ll be ready to go in an hour, right?”
“Yeah, but where are we going?”
“It’s your birthday, so we’re going out for a fancy meal.”
By Korean time, his birthday had already passed.
“Your birthday’s over, isn’t it?”
“It’s still your birthday in U.S. time.”
“What? Who celebrates their birthday twice?”
Jubin burst out laughing, imagining the possibility of dying from sheer exhaustion if they celebrated his birthday twice.
“I’m sorry. I wanted to take you out yesterday, treat you to a nice meal, and have some fun, but you seduced me first, and I just couldn’t resist.”
Jubin lightly wrapped his arms around the other man’s neck, pulling his body close.
“You’re so delicious when you’re naked. I’m completely stuffed.”
The man slipped his hand inside the robe, his fingertips brushing against Jubin’s most intimate spot.
“You’re really swollen.”
As his fingertips grazed a certain point, the sensation was almost stinging. Jubin frowned slightly at the sharp pang.
“Does it hurt?”
The man turned Jubin around, startled. “Let me see.”
Suddenly, Jubin found himself leaning against the bathroom sink, his upper body bent over.
As he pulled up my robe, a jolt of tension shot up my spine.
“W-Wait! Zion…!”
His hands clamped firmly onto my buttocks. Through the mirror, I saw him staring down at the injured area without a word.
“Stop looking…”
A wave of shame washed over me, and I buried my face in my crossed arms.
“Rest today. We’ll do it tomorrow. Can you even sit?”
“I can sit fine. It’s just a little uncomfortable.”
It was a minor injury that would heal quickly on its own if left alone.
“I should apply some medicine to help it heal faster.”
“Did you bring any?”
In the mirror’s reflection, I saw him slowly lean in. Before I could even predict his next move, an unexpected sensation touched me.
“…!”
My body froze.
“Do Zion…?”
A soft, wet tongue, warm with body heat, moved deliberately against my skin under the guise of applying medicine.
“You crazy bastard…”
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