It Hurt… But I Didn’t Want Him to Stop

“Haaahk… euugh, J-Jeongha… stop…!”

Just moments ago, he had said not to back away, but soon Haeyoon was rubbing his forehead against the sofa, begging him to stop.

The humiliating position, on his stomach with only his hips raised, was no longer the issue.

“It’s because your hole is too tight, hyung.

I’m afraid it might tear.”

Jeongha kissed Haeyoon’s tense waist lightly, continuously moving his hand.

The area around Haeyoon’s hole, which was clenching down tightly on his fingers, was glistening with saliva and semen.

“I said okay, so stop, ugh…!”

Despite Jeongha’s concern, Haeyoon kept shaking his head.

Haeyoon was starting to think that tearing might actually be better.

His patience, broken down countless times by the relentless tongue and fingers, was reaching its limit.

His body grew hotter, but the stimulation didn’t reach as deep as he wanted, making him frustrated.

His hole kept twitching, biting down on Jeongha’s fingers, and his insides itched with unfulfilled desire.

“Jeongha, please….”

“…….”

“Just do it already… okay?”

Haeyoon’s persistent pleas were too much for Jeongha to bear as well.

In truth, Jeongha had already been pushed to his limit long ago.

If Haeyoon weren’t a Beta, if his body weren’t so fragile that it could truly break, Jeongha would have already shoved his cock into his hole.

“I can’t hold back anymore either.”

With a low voice, Jeongha pulled his fingers out of Haeyoon’s stretched hole and pressed his throbbing, erect cock against the wrinkled entrance.

“Haa… hnn….”

Haeyoon curled his body and breathed heavily.

The approaching pain was unpredictable, which scared him, but at the same time, he anticipated the pleasure to follow, making him feverish.

Soon, Jeongha’s firm hands gripped Haeyoon’s hips tightly.

“Brace yourself.”

After the sharp warning, Jeongha slowly began to push his cock into Haeyoon.

“Aaahk…! Ah, ah…!”

As if he had never been begging for insertion, Haeyoon opened his mouth and let out stifled moans.

His upper body, unable to support itself with his arms, collapsed, and Haeyoon trembled, his cheek pressed against the sofa.

It wasn’t pleasure.

It was sheer pain.

Even though it wasn’t his first time, because Jeongha’s cock was unimaginably huge, this kind of pain was unprecedented.

Literally, it felt like his body was being torn in half.

“Eugh, relax… your muscles….”

The unreasonable pressure was painful for Jeongha too.

But at the same time, Jeongha felt an even more overwhelming ecstasy.

Haeyoon’s lower body, stretched as if tearing, forcibly accepting his cock, was a stimulation so intense just to look at that it made his head feel like it would explode.

“Ah, it hurts, it hurts, Jeongha, haaahk…!”

Haeyoon’s pained moans lingered in Jeongha’s ears like a lover’s cry.

The smell of paint filling the room, the white, thin body helplessly broken beneath him, the forcibly stretched hole—everything was a source of pleasure for Baek Jeongha.

“That’s why I said… I might break you, hyung….”

Jeongha muttered as if entranced.

Jeongha had truly done his best.

He had tried to endure, and if Haeyoon hadn’t provoked him, he definitely could have.

It was Seo Haeyoon who had pushed Baek Jeongha this far.

“We’re not there yet, so stretch it more.”

“Euuugh! Ah, aahht…!”

Jeongha gripped Haeyoon’s sinking hips more firmly and pushed his waist further in.

Not only was the hole tight, but even the inner walls were narrow, and he could still feel pressure on the already inserted glans.

He could feel the shape of his cock as the inside stretched to accommodate him.

“f*cking Seo Haeyoon… shit.”

Jeongha cursed along with a hot breath.

This was insane.

This kind of pleasure was truly insane.

Even though he couldn’t move freely and was barely managing to insert his cock, his entire body tingled with a sensation he had never experienced before.

He wanted to go deeper inside, to move rougher and more violently.

The urge to mercilessly f*ck Seo Haeyoon’s insides and break him surged up.

No pheromones?

What did that matter?

Seo Haeyoon himself was the pheromone, the aphrodisiac.

Jeongha couldn’t come to his senses at all.

It felt like all the blood in his body was boiling.

Jeongha leaned down, pulled Haeyoon’s body into his arms, kissed his back and shoulders repeatedly, then straightened up and shoved his less-than-half-inserted cock deep inside with a bang.

“Ah……!”

Haeyoon couldn’t even scream, just opened his mouth and trembled.

With the immense pain, he felt a foreign sensation as if all his internal organs were being pushed aside and his cock was filling that space.

Overcome with instinctive fear, Haeyoon clawed at the sofa, trying to escape from Jeongha.

That action only stimulated Jeongha further.

Jeongha, his focus now hazy, wrapped an arm around Haeyoon’s fleeing belly, pulled him back, and began to rapidly pound his hips.

“Ah, no, Jeong… haaahk! Ah! Euugh…!”

Haeyoon’s struggles were useless.

His massive cock would pull out, then drive straight into the deepest part, banging against the inner wall.

Each time, Haeyoon gasped in pain, feeling as if his body was breaking apart.

It felt like everything—his hole, his insides—would be destroyed.

His lower body, only loosened with saliva and semen, was stretched to its limit, and it wouldn’t be strange if it tore right then.

Just as Haeyoon was being consumed by pleasureless fear.

“Hyung… hnn… Haeyoon….”

A hot breath fell on Haeyoon’s ear.

A tiny light returned to Haeyoon’s unfocused eyes.

Still moving his hips roughly, Jeongha pulled Haeyoon’s body close again, nibbling and licking his earlobe, and whispered.

“Good… it’s good, hyung….”

“Hnn…! Eugh! Aaah…!”

“Sorry.

I’m sorry….”

Jeongha was practically rambling.

He would say it was good, then apologize, then curse.

Of course, those words did nothing to lessen the pain Haeyoon was actually feeling.

Even at that moment, Jeongha’s fierce cock was mercilessly splitting Haeyoon’s body, ravaging his insides.

“Jeongha… euugh, ah…! Hnn…!”

But surprisingly, the moment Haeyoon heard his voice, he felt a subtle change in the stimulation inside him.

The sensation that had been silently lurking at the bottom of the pain spread through his body like heat, following Jeongha’s voice.

Jeongha, who had been relentlessly driving into Haeyoon from behind, paused for a moment.

Before Haeyoon could figure out what was happening, Jeongha’s hands grabbed his prone body and flipped him over onto his back.

“Ah, no… Ah! Aaahk…!”

Jeongha’s cock was still buried inside Haeyoon.

At the sensation of his insides being churned, Haeyoon twisted his body and gasped, unable to breathe properly.

It was an impossibly violent stimulation.

Fireworks exploded before his eyes, his mind turning white.

He didn’t have the wits left to distinguish pleasure from pain.

The only thing dominating Haeyoon now was the raw stimulation from Jeongha.

“You’re pretty, hyung.”

Then, a voice incongruous with this moment reached Haeyoon’s ears.

Haeyoon struggled to focus his blurry gaze.

As the reflexive tears streamed down his cheeks, his vision cleared slightly, and he saw Baek Jeongha looking down at him with a flushed face.

“Ah…….”

Haeyoon was speechless for a moment.

He swayed with each of Jeongha’s thrusts, but no moans escaped.

Whether aware of Haeyoon’s change or not, Jeongha kept kissing his wet lashes, eyes, cheeks, and lips, speaking.

“I’m sorry for hurting you.

But hyung… you’re so pretty.

I like this so much right now.”

Jeongha looked like someone in a trance.

Through Jeongha’s eyes, Haeyoon saw himself reflected.

He was beautiful.

The person who had been broken and shattered by betrayal from his long-time lover and friend was no longer there.

Instead, there was someone who had stood back up on their own two feet.

Someone who had overcome the pain and protected their place from those who tried to take it.

Even in a state where pleasure and pain made rational thought impossible, he could tell.

How Baek Jeongha saw him.

How sincere his whispers of “pretty” were.

How strong, how beautiful Seo Haeyoon looked in Baek Jeongha’s eyes.

A charm Haeyoon had never thought he possessed was reflected so dazzlingly in Jeongha’s eyes.

Had Baek Jeongha always looked at him like this?

Then what word could describe the feelings he held?

Where were they heading now?

These difficult, complex feelings only made his already feverish head dizzier.

But instead of running from them, Haeyoon reached out and pulled Jeongha’s neck into an embrace.

Remarkably, in this moment, Haeyoon treasured everything Baek Jeongha gave him.

He wanted to hold it all close to his heart, so tenderly.

From the gaze so affectionate and warm it could be mistaken for love, to the movement of the rough cock grinding his inner walls—he didn’t want to miss a single thing.

“More… Jeongha, this is good… hnng…!”

Haeyoon’s subtly changed reaction naturally stimulated Jeongha further.

Jeongha wrapped his arms tightly around Haeyoon’s shoulders and powerfully thrust his hips.

The glans, which had been probing inside, touched the blocked wall at the deepest part and began to pound against it persistently.

At the unfamiliar pressure, Haeyoon’s body stiffened.

He reflexively tried to close his legs, but Jeongha’s solid body was already between them, making the gesture useless.