The Damned - Chapter 56

WARNING  NSFW AHEAD

“Is this a dream…?”

“Yeah, it’s better to think of it as a dream.”

Yeo-Woon, with his lips pressed against Beom’s nape, convinced himself that this was all just a dream.

“Gil Yeo-Woon, listen carefully. Even if you won’t remember this once we leave, just know that this doesn’t mean anything. We need to get out of here first, okay?”

“Hmm… Why? Because I’m a B-class?”

At that moment, Yeo-Woon’s gaze shifted, and the strength in his legs, wrapped around Beom’s waist, intensified. It was a level of strength unimaginable considering Yeo-Woon’s usual physical stats.

When Beom had hugged him earlier, complaining about the cold, Yeo-Woon’s body was now radiating heat.

Now sitting atop Beom, Yeo-Woon smiled faintly and began to move his hips over Beom’s groin.

“Ah, damn it…”

Still fully clothed, Beom realized for the first time what it felt like to be bewitched by a seductive spirit.

“Haa… Even if my abilities are B-class, this part is still useful.”

Yeo-Woon undid Beom’s belt buckle without hesitation and immediately took Beom’s erect member into his mouth. The moment he swallowed the head, which was as big as a baby’s fist, Yeo-Woon’s mouth stretched to its limit.

Yet, driven by the seductive spirit, Yeo-Woon continued to push Beom’s length deeper into his throat, making muffled sounds.

“Fuck… Stop, you’ll hurt yourself.”

“Ugh…”

Yeo-Woon, having taken Beom to the limit, began to move his head up and down. It was a sign that he was okay, but Beom grabbed Yeo-Woon’s head and pulled him away from his groin.

“Ugh, I said you’ll hurt yourself.”

“I’m fine.”

“Not you.”

Beom held the small head that kept trying to lick his member and kissed Yeo-Woon instead. If he let the seductive spirit take control, it would only hurt Yeo-Woon’s body.

While kissing, Beom undid Yeo-Woon’s belt buckle with one hand and placed his hand on Yeo-Woon’s swollen front.

Just the touch of his hand made Yeo-Woon grind against Beom’s palm, unable to hold back. The sensation of the sensitive tip brushing against his hand was dizzying.

“Ahh… Hurry… I want to cum. Touch me.”

“What have you even done to cum already?”

Beom said those words but was surprised to find himself stopping his hand.

Wasn’t the goal to finish this quickly and get out? Why did he feel a pang of regret at Yeo-Woon’s words about wanting to cum quickly? It was as if his brain had melted.

But Yeo-Woon, under the influence of the seductive spirit, gave Beom no time to think. Yeo-Woon trembled as he continued to grind against Beom’s hand.

“I’m going to… cum… Ah. Ahh…”

A wave of heat spread across Beom’s palm in an instant.

At that moment, Beom let out a hollow laugh.

“Our Yeo-Woon is a quick shot, huh? At least we’ll get home early.”

Just as Beom was about to push his still-hard member back into his pants, Yeo-Woon grabbed Beom’s hand and pulled it behind him, smiling with a dazed expression.

“Hmm… Not yet. We haven’t even started from behind.”

Beom knew in his head that he should stop, but his fingers traced the entrance of Yeo-Woon, now slick with fluid.

Every sensation seemed to concentrate in his fingertips as he felt the wetness of Yeo-Woon’s lower half.

Yeo-Woon, grinding against Beom’s hand as if pleasuring himself, stumbled slightly, and Beom quickly grabbed his waist to steady him.

The fact that the door was still closed suggested that the seductive spirit had something else in mind.

* * *

The room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing and Yeo-Woon’s moans, creating an atmosphere thick with heat and desire.

“Hmm… Now, now… put it in…”

“If I put it in like this, you’ll tear.”

“No, it’s fine. It’s fine…! Hahh…”

“It’s not your body, damn it, huh? Even three fingers are tight, so stop whining.”

Ironically, it was Beom who was growing impatient with how tight the entrance remained.

Below, it was still tight, and every time Beom pushed his fingers in, his own member twitched, standing stiff and ready.

He couldn’t believe he had been so confident as to ask Yeo-Woon to find a diamond. He had thought it was just childish bravado.

Even if Yeo-Woon had actually found a diamond, Beom had planned to send him away. But for whatever reason, they had ended up tangled together like this.

Yeo-Woon, under the influence of the seductive spirit, was one thing, but Beom, with his mind still intact, had no excuse. Yet, any semblance of conscience had long since evaporated from Beom’s mind.

At that moment, Beom pushed in another finger.

“Hmm… Please… now, stop, just… put it in…”

It seemed to have loosened up quite a bit.

Now, even Beom was reaching his limit. As he pulled out his fingers, a stream of Yeo-Woon’s cum, which had been used as lubricant, dripped out.

Beom pushed his member into Yeo-Woon’s trembling entrance. Thanks to the long preparation, it was tight but slid in more easily than expected.

The problem came next.

“Ugh… wait, don’t move for a second….”

“You asked for it. Phew… for a so-called lustful demon, you can’t even handle this much?”

“Ugh… damn, you’re too big. Haah… it feels like my stomach is churning.”

“You? Now you’re even cursing. I thought I told you to fix that habit, Yeo-Woon.”

“Okay, I’m sorry….”

By now, it was hard to tell whether it was Yeo-Woon or the lustful demon who was pinned beneath him.

It seemed to take quite a bit of effort as beads of sweat formed on Yeo-Woon’s forehead. Beom wiped the sweat away and kissed that spot, then kissed the tear-stained, reddened eyelids and the bridge of his nose.

“I haven’t even put it all in yet. So, try to relax a bit. You’re going to wear me out.”

Even so, the steady thrusting didn’t stop. At this rate, it seemed unlikely they’d make it back to the task force by the end of the week.

A day here was equivalent to a week outside. Deep in thought, Beom grabbed Yeo-Woon’s hips and thrust harder.

“Ah, ah! Slowly! Please, ugh, ah, ah…!”

“You’re the one who asked for it. Didn’t you come into this body hoping for this?”

“Ah, no, no… hng….”

“What do you mean no? You’re just a lustful demon who doesn’t know anything else.”

“Ngh… I’m, I’m going to…! Come…!”

Yeo-Woon was already reaching his second climax.

“Ah… ah!”

Yeo-Woon, who had sprayed a much smaller amount of semen than before, pushed Beom away as he continued to thrust on top of him.

“Ngh… stop, stoop! It’s too much….”

It bothered Beom that Yeo-Woon, who had already climaxed once, was roughly pushing him away. He picked up Yeo-Woon’s underwear that was lying nearby.

“Selfish demon. You think it’s over just because you’re done?”

Beom tied Yeo-Woon’s arms with the underwear, restraining both of his hands with one hand, and continued thrusting.

“Ugh, ugh… ah, it hurts. Please.”

“Phew… damn.”

Yeo-Woon, pinned beneath him, pleaded as if he was about to pass out. Finally, feeling the urge to finish, Beom pulled out of Yeo-Woon.

Beom’s semen, scattered everywhere, had even splattered onto Yeo-Woon’s bangs.

As Beom was catching his breath like a beast, Yeo-Woon wrapped his arms around Beom’s neck and whispered in his ear.

“By the way, you know what? I’m not a lustful demon.”

“…What?”

In an instant, Beom looked at Yeo-Woon as if he had heard something he shouldn’t have.

“I’m a hungry ghost. So, this was just the desire that was inside this body.”

At that moment, Yeo-Woon’s eyes slowly closed, and one of the mirrors surrounding them turned into a door.

* * *

“W-what… what is all this?”

When had he even fallen asleep?

As Yeo-Woon came to his senses, he wiped his face and was startled when he saw the white liquid smeared on his bangs. He asked in a panic.

Beom, who was putting on his pants, wiped Yeo-Woon’s hand with his own, then picked up his jacket and carefully wiped away the remaining traces before tossing it aside in frustration.

“Uh… by any chance….”

“Yeah, you’re right. But, this is….”

“Why don’t I remember anything?”

It was clearly a situation that followed sex.

Yeo-Woon, completely naked, was battered all over, and with mirrors surrounding them, it was impossible not to notice.

“This is… no, I’ll explain outside. Just get dressed first.”

As Yeo-Woon picked up his T-shirt to put it on, the shirt, which had been perfectly fine just moments ago, was now torn and stretched at the neck as if Charles had chewed on it.

“I just wore this for the first time today….”

“I’ll buy you a new one, so just hurry up and get dressed.”

“Okay….”

Whether or not Yeo-Woon knew that Beom’s jacket, which had wiped away his semen, could easily buy a hundred of those T-shirts, he seemed regretful about the new cotton T-shirt he had just put on.

Yeo-Woon, now wearing a hoodie and a jumper but no pants, looked around nervously.

“Um… Beom.”

“What now?”

“I don’t have any underwear.”

At that, Beom looked down at Yeo-Woon’s wrist. Why had he gone so far as to tie the kid’s wrist when he could’ve just done it casually?

Beom, who didn’t have the confidence to pull out the now messy underwear from his pocket, awkwardly fiddled with his eyebrow.

“Just… hurry up and come out.”