Swallow Hunting - Chapter 47.2🔞
Lee Kang-ju looked down at the line of Hae-jun’s throat, which was bulging along the shape of his cock. Tendons and veins were rising violently, and his entire body was flushed a deep red as his breath reached its limit.
That only incited his cruelty. He gripped Hae-jun’s two wrists in one hand and placed his remaining free hand on that throat. The pulse throbbed beneath his palm.
He applied steady pressure. At the tightening grip, Hae-jun’s toes curled, and the inside of his throat trembled. The narrow esophagus constricted as if it would snap the cock inside. Giving in to the excessive pressure, Lee Kang-ju vomited his semen into that space.
“Huu.”
Taking a short, sharp breath, Lee Kang-ju slowly pulled his cock out. Hae-jun’s shoulders heaved as he coughed. Every time he hacked, whitish mucus gushed out from between his plump, swollen lips.
Hae-jun could not say a word. The most he could do was hold his mouth open like a bird’s beak and inhale and exhale air until his ribs felt as if they would burst.
Each time he breathed in, the thick scent of grass pierced his nose. He barely managed to gulp down the semen pooled in his mouth.
His body shuddered and shook. Between his legs was also damp. He only realized later that he had ejaculated as well. He could hardly believe that he had held an erection and felt a climax even in a situation where he had almost died from being strangled and choked.
In such a destructive, sadistic, and nonsensical act, he had felt pleasure like a madman.
The number of times he had ejaculated while sucking a cock was now too many to count. But this time, his life was truly hanging in the balance. He had dipped his toes into the River Styx and come back, yet this body of his had accepted even that as stimulation.
The tears that had stopped flowed again out of intense self-loathing. He wanted to demand an answer from the Creator, asking why, out of so many normal bodies, he had been given this broken lump that accepted pain and fear as pleasure.
Lee Kang-ju sat down and met Hae-jun’s eyes. His hair was disheveled, and his cheeks were flushed and full of life as if he had just finished a full sprint; a languid and satisfied smile played on his lips.
On the other hand, Hae-jun was stained with tears, snot, opaque semen, and saliva, looking like someone who had been dunked in and out of water dozens of times. The corners of his lips were torn, and a faint trail of blood spread to his cheek.
As if such a face were not dirty at all, Lee Kang-ju caressed it tenderly.
“Are you okay?”
“I thought… I was going to die.”
His throat stung with every word. Coming to his senses, Hae-jun tried to push himself up. However, even that was not easy. Lee Kang-ju trapped Hae-jun’s cheeks between his two palms.
He traced the lips covered in semen with his thumb and rubbed the cheeks. Using his finger as a brush, the semen as ink, and Hae-jun’s face as a canvas, the way he painted over him felt like marking territory. As if confirming that everywhere his hand touched belonged to him.
“You’ve been looking only at my lips for a while now.”
Because he had been caught staring when he thought he was being secretive, Hae-jun’s face turned bright red. He tried to shake Lee Kang-ju off somehow, but his cheeks were only pressed harder. Lee Kang-ju looked down at the lips protruding like a goldfish’s with eyes full of amusement.
“…”
Mwah. Their lips touched and then parted. It happened in an instant. Hae-jun’s eyes flew wide open.
He couldn’t immediately process what had just touched his lips. As he stood there with his mouth open, Lee Kang-ju pressed their lips together once more as if to confirm it.
This time, he pushed in deep. A soft tongue swept through the inside of the mouth that had just been toyed with by a cock. It warmly enveloped the suppressed tongue and gently consoled the roof of the mouth that had felt as if the skin were being peeled away.
Every time his lips were devoured and the thick tongue rubbed the tingling cave of his mouth, Hae-jun’s body and shoulders winced. If a moment ago his head had been dizzy simply from the lack of breath, now his whole body was electrified, and colorful sparks flew before his eyes. It was only a moment ago that he couldn’t even move his fingertips, but now strength rushed into the very tips of his toes.
It felt as though he had been wishing for this all along. For such a moment to come. To taste Lee Kang-ju’s lips. He had barely obtained it after enduring deathly pain, but it was worth more than that.
If there were rewards like this, he felt he could do it once more even if he had to step onto the threshold of death.
Hae-jun’s eyes slid shut. Luxury goods, cars, watches, documents. He didn’t need any of it. The lips were the greatest gift that only Lee Kang-ju could give.
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