Chapter 84: D-DAY 2220
by Gideon“Your heart is like such clear, pure water… I keep wanting to lean on your transparent heart.”
“No, I was just playing along with your mood.”
This time, I hoped there would be no more misunderstandings between our feelings.
“…I… you too…”
Of course, the weight and speed of Zion’s love were completely different from his own, but he still held onto the hope that they could find some common ground.
“I cherish you a lot, and I sincerely like you.”
The moment his trembling voice whispered those words, Zion wrapped his arms around Jubin’s waist, lifted him up, and poured out a kiss.
Their lips refused to part.
Jubin gradually lost himself in the feeling of Zion’s tongue filling his mouth and the pheromones flowing out.
The word “good” wasn’t enough to describe it.
Zion clung to Jubin with a desperate intensity, his kisses urgent and hungry, as if Jubin were the only thing that could quench his thirst.
In the midst of their embrace, Zion stood up, holding Jubin in his arms, and pushed open the bedroom door. The sound of the door swinging open startled Jubin, who immediately pulled his lips away.
“Wait, hold on—!”
But it was too late. Zion’s gaze had already fallen upon the disheveled bedsheets.
The sticky, viscous stains were too obvious to pass off as just spilled water. The scene was a complete mess.
“…Don’t look!”
Overcome with shame, Jubin covered Zion’s eyes with one hand.
“This scent…”
Zion was incredibly sensitive to the pheromones Jubin released. As the room filled with Jubin’s intoxicatingly sensual aroma, Zion’s cheeks flushed a deep red.
“Did you do it again? By yourself?”
Jubin had no intention of denying it. I’m a grown man. I can… do it alone if I want to. But since he’d already been caught, he simply lowered the hand covering his eye and nodded, burying his face in Zion’s firm shoulder.
Zion gently lowered him onto the bed. “What were you thinking about?” he asked softly.
A satisfied smile tugged at the corners of Zion’s lips, as if he already knew the answer. He lightly bumped his forehead against Jubin’s.
“Just…”
“Just?”
Zion looked down at him with expectant eyes, unable to contain his anticipation any longer. “Thinking of me?”
Jubin couldn’t bring himself to deny it and averted his gaze. “You’re just assuming…”
“I can check for myself,” Zion declared, his voice brimming with confidence. He stripped off Jubin’s pants and briefs in one swift motion, tossing them carelessly to the floor.
“W-What?”
Zion quickly stripped off his own pants, then settled himself between Jubin’s legs and immediately slid his fingers inside.
“Hah…”
Two or three of his slender fingers pushed in all at once.
Zion’s fingertips found the exact, hidden spot Jubin had been trying to reach, shifting into every possible position but always falling short.
Thrum—
A jolt of pleasure shot up Jubin’s spine. He tensed his thighs and arched his head back.
“Ngh…”
“You were thinking about me, weren’t you?”
He thought he could hide it…
As if demanding Jubin finally admit it, Zion relentlessly rubbed and pressed against his most sensitive spot.
As the desired pleasure flooded him, Jubin trembled with a sense of overwhelming fullness.
“If you’ve loosened yourself up this much, you must have missed me a lot, huh?”
“Ngh, ah…”
“You’re not denying it?”
Since it’s already come to this…
“Just a little deeper…”
He pressed down with the tips of his fingers, scraping with careful intensity.
“Hngh… ah…”
The spot where his fingers touched seemed to melt, growing softer and softer.
A wave of heat ignited wherever he touched, sending fine tremors through Jubin’s insides. For a moment, Jubin couldn’t even let out a whimper. He pressed his lips shut, trembling as he absorbed the sensation.
Pleasure flooded him faster than usual.
“Do you like this?”
Zion immediately noticed the subtle change.
“Yes… I like it…”
As the heat within him compressed and surged, Jubin’s cock swelled, leaking pre-cum. His entrance also became slick and ready.
Zion leaned down, licking Jubin’s neck and shoulder as he chuckled.
“The marking is gone.”
The wet, squelching sound of Zion’s hand stirring inside Jubin filled the room in a steady rhythm.
“…Hngh, it was being erased…”
Jubin’s gaze, hazy with arousal, trailed off as he spoke.
“What should I do, senior?” Zion asked, his voice buzzing with excitement.
Jubin blinked slowly, his voice a mere whisper. “…What?”
Zion pulled his wallet from the pocket of his pants, which were still hanging off his hips. He tore open a condom hidden inside with his teeth, his tone a low warning. “I need to put this in right now.”
The moment the condom was on, he pushed inside.
“Hah…”
Jubin thought he’d loosened up enough, but the sudden, overwhelming pressure made his insides feel like they were about to burst, and his spine felt like it was splitting in two.
“Hah… ah…”
Why did he suddenly push my buttons like this?
Jubin was weak to pleasure. Especially the unfamiliar sensation of Zion’s cock—too much for him to handle—piercing into his body.
“Senior, relax. You’re going to get hurt.”
“Hngh…”
His mind understood, but his body refused to obey.
The pressure of him pushing inside was so intense that Jubin couldn’t even find the strength to relax. Deciding it would be better to open his hips and legs wider, Jubin instead took him in even deeper.
“Senior, do you like it that much? Enough to swallow me whole?”
Of course I do, Jubin thought. He lifted his hips, helping Zion sink all the way into his tight inner walls.
When Zion finally bottomed out, they both let out a simultaneous gasp.
Zion’s gentle hand cradled the back of Jubin’s head as he leaned in to press their lips together. With his mouth sealed by Zion’s and his lower body filled by his cock, Jubin lost himself in the languid, sensual kiss.
He loved this feeling of being completely filled, sealed tight from top to bottom.
Zion slowly pulled his lips away and asked, “Should I move?”
Instead of answering, Jubin squeezed his cock several times, causing a smile to spread across Zion’s face.
“You’re being so good today.”
After adjusting his position, Zion pulled his cock all the way out, but the thick head caught, preventing it from fully escaping.
“If you keep being this good, I’m never going to let you go.”
Then, he thrust back in, mercilessly burying himself to the hilt.
Jubin gasped, his breath hitching as he braced his lower abdomen and toes, absorbing the impact. The rough, relentless thrusts that followed drove him straight to the brink of climax.
The self-induced arousal and the overwhelming pleasure Zion provided collided, sending a cascade of endorphins through his mind. So this is what it’s like… to be so close to the edge of pleasure that it’s almost terrifying. The sheer intensity of it all made it hard to breathe, leaving him feeling like he might actually die.
Today, his limit was being reached far sooner than Zion’s.
“Sunbae… next time…” Zion said, his voice thick and strained, mingling with his ragged breaths.
“Let’s do it together.”
The sheer force and speed of Zion’s thrusts sent Jubin into a daze, his body shaking as he bit his lip hard.
What… do you mean, together…
Every nerve in his body screamed that he was at his absolute limit.
“Suck me off while I fuck you,” Zion urged, his hips still driving relentlessly. “We’ll come at the same time. We’ll go together. Got it?”
Jubin nodded frantically, his mind too fragmented to even form words.
His lower body felt like it was on fire, and the pleasure flooding his brain had long since surpassed his capacity to process it. The continuous stimulation was driving him insane.
Most of all, the point where Zion was pounding him—the very center of his perineum—was being relentlessly hammered. From the moment of penetration, the wet, slapping sounds had accompanied the intense friction, leaving the area swollen and hypersensitive.
“Right there… ah, please, do it again.”
Every point of contact felt like an erogenous zone, sending waves of pleasure that drowned out any hint of pain. Jubin deliberately timed his movements to Zion’s rhythm, pressing himself against him to maximize the stimulation.
“Where does it feel best? Inside? Or outside?”
“Hah… ah, both… inside and out…”
“I’ll remember that.”
As if determined, Zion gripped Jubin’s hips tighter, pulling him in until their genitals were locked tight.
“Haah! Uhh… hah…!”
The friction from their joined bodies was maddening. Perhaps because he was more aroused than usual, Jubin’s insides were completely drenched, his mucous membranes clinging to Zion’s cock as if refusing to let go.
Today, the stimulation was dangerously intense.
“Zi-Zion. W-wait, hold on—”
Jubin grabbed Zion’s arm in a desperate grip. The overwhelming power he’d been feeling all along was a sensation he’d never experienced before, and he had no idea how to process it.
Zion, who usually hung on Jubin’s every word, seemed to have no intention of stopping his pleasure-seeking assault. He thrust harder, driving his cock deep with the full force of his thighs and core.
“Ah, haah… Please, Zion. Sl-slow down… Ah!”
His tender flesh was being torn apart by Zion’s brutal cock. Yet, the more he was ravaged, the more the pressure building deep inside him began to unravel. The rough, skin-on-skin thrusts pounded him all the way to his gut.
Every time that blunt head slammed into him, his insides burned hotter. His brain screamed that this was dangerous, but his body craved the release.
“S-slow down. Please.”
His pleas fell on deaf ears. At this rate, something was going to break.
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