Flesh and Surrender
Soft, pale flesh sank into the rough palm and was drawn in deep. The perfect, seamless fit felt strangely intimate.
“Ah, ngh…”
Boyeon parted her lips without realizing it, letting out a helpless moan. Her soft cheek was crushed against the thick, sculpted muscles of his chest. The heat was almost unbearable. His body felt so unnaturally hard she wondered if he was even human. It was the kind of physique you’d only see on a professional athlete. All the explosive combat power she had witnessed earlier seemed condensed inside that savage frame.
He was unmistakably male, different from any woman. Whenever their bodies collided like this, Boyeon was the only one who ended up crushed and overwhelmed. What was strange was how her body twisted and writhed even as she was being smothered. When his thick arm brutally shoved her slender waist upward, her back arched and another moan tore free. He plunged between her flushed, parted lips.
“Mmh, hah…!”
His excited, heavy breathing swallowed her sweet, nasal whimpers. A thick shaft slammed into her like an explosion. When he roughly kneaded her bouncing breasts, her sobs grew louder. He ravaged her messy gasps, sucking on her small tongue as if trying to pull it out.
He handled her soft, inexperienced insides with a roughness that felt like it would break her. The way he coiled and crushed her made her lungs burn white-hot. Only after Boyeon finally burst into tears did he pull his mouth away.
“I-I can’t… hngh, I can’t breathe…”
Boyeon whispered, terrified of the sex itself.
“Breathe through your nose.”
Dokyung gave the cold command and once again claimed the warm, cozy space inside her. Like an animal seeking out wetlands, he stirred her completely, leaving no part untouched. He drained her so thoroughly she couldn’t even register that this was her first kiss.
Under the pouring hot water, a sweet body scent rose. Bubbly body wash foam clung to their skin. Her white face was a mess of tears. The small, trembling face that couldn’t even hold his gaze properly had a way of stirring the man. Dokyung unleashed his flames and drove into her mercilessly. Long-suppressed carnal desire clung to him like thick, sticky residue.
Her pale nipples were sucked hard. He nursed them like an angry child, yet his eyes remained icy as they pierced through Boyeon. A shiver ran across her chest. Her heart pounded violently. It was obscenely lewd, almost ominous. Her innocent cheeks burned red under the overwhelming sensuality.
“Hah, ngh… stop, ah, please stop… hngh, mmh…”
Even as she panted for him to stop, her moans melted into something sweetly obscene.
She had never been particularly healthy to begin with, and being trapped in the bunker had caused her to lose a lot of muscle. In the slippery bathroom, if he held her with his full strength it would burden even a woman’s body, so Dokyung didn’t go all the way. It wasn’t consideration for her. He simply didn’t want her to pass out and ruin the fun of watching her reactions.
He roughly dried the freshly washed Boyeon with a towel and laid her on the bed. Then he immediately spread her legs. His gaze stabbed like lightning straight to her most private place—one she herself had barely ever looked at. Sparks seemed to fly, burning hot.
From the lower hole she had never paid much attention to in her life, a wet trickle flowed out. It wasn’t just water. It was the sticky fluid of arousal leaking from inside her. The moment Boyeon realized her own body was preparing to accept the man, her face flushed crimson.
“Not even any hair yet, and you’re already this wet. Impressive.”
“Hngh…”
It was an incredibly vulgar remark, enough to turn Boyeon’s mind completely blank. Of course, her secondary sexual characteristics had finished long ago. The lack of pubic hair was simply due to hypotrichosis. Naturally, Dokyung knew that. He was just teasing her, enjoying the sight of her flushed, tearful face as he toyed with her.
“Your face is worth watching.”
“Wh-what?”
“Don’t look away.”
Her neck, which had been bent as if trying to hide her face, straightened. The eyes that had been fixed on the ceiling darted a glance at him. She stole a look at the center she had been consciously avoiding and froze in fear.
“U-um, sorry, but I-I can’t… mmph!”
A large hand brutally covered her mouth. Heat boiled up, sealing her nose and lips. She couldn’t even breathe.
He pinned her down like a bug underfoot and rubbed his massively erect cock against her slit. The frighteningly thick girth pressed against her entrance, scorching it. The wet mucous membranes stood on end, sending an intensely stimulating pleasure shooting through her. Her hole grew slick and full of moisture, and the sobs trapped beneath his palm turned damp and muffled.
“Speak.”
He removed his hand. It was as if he were daring her to try talking back again. At the heavily threatening growl, Boyeon flinched. His violent gaze poured down on her mercilessly.
“Hngh… p-please don’t… don’t be so scary… I-I’ve been listening well…”
She couldn’t even argue. All she could manage was a childish plea. Exposing her fresh, untouched folds while her small body trembled like a baby bird only heightened the cruel urge to thrust into her without mercy. But he let out a shallow sigh and decided to be a little more patient. There was no need to punish her for this level of resistance.
Schlick. The softest thing Dokyung possessed slowly circled and licked around her entrance. Boyeon jolted violently, hips bucking. But his hot palms were gripping both her thighs, making any resistance meaningless. He firmly held her lower body open and pried her hole apart as he pleased.
“Hah, n-no… hngh! It feels weird, please… ahh…”
Her screams came out weak and limp. Her breathing was wet and feverishly hot.
Both her skin and her hole were pale and soft, like milk had been poured over them. The color itself aroused dark lust. Between the strong scent of body wash, the faint smell of a female’s arousal fluid mixed in. As if it were some kind of sex pheromone, his cock twitched and throbbed rigidly.
The man’s expression was cold, far from the sweetness of tender caresses. It was his first time licking a woman’s hole. Yet her reactions were so interesting that he didn’t feel any particular reluctance.
He pulled out the shy little pearl hidden beneath its hood and wrapped his tongue around it. The tiny piece of flesh, smaller than a fingernail, was enveloped by his hot, soft tongue and sucked hard. Boyeon began to convulse violently as if struck by lightning.
“Hngh, w-what, ahhh, ngh, stop, mmh, hngh…!”
His red lips latched onto the little bud like it was a nipple, biting and sucking. The clitoris, pulled taut by powerful suction, burned as if scalded by hot mucous membrane. He gently released it, then swallowed it again in a repeating rhythm, causing her love juices to gush out in heavy spurts.
The woman felt it intensely. Whether because she was sensitive or not, at some point she began to sob and scream. She flailed her hands, trying to push him away. But she was too weak for it to make any difference.
Dokyung paid no mind to her struggles. He focused solely on making her lower lips thoroughly wet. Boyeon didn’t even realize that one of his long fingers was now stirring inside her narrow hole. She could only writhe and twitch, trying to escape the man who was relentlessly attacking her most sensitive spots with maddening intensity.
It was violent pleasure forced upon her to open her up. Sharp stimulation scraped along her inner walls and poured out in waves. His thick tongue teased her entrance while his sharp nose crushed her clit. When his burning-hot knuckles scraped the little pearl, desperate screams echoed through the room. The fluid flowing from inside her was greedily sucked away.
The pleasure was so overwhelming it felt like her mind was collapsing. She could feel her hole twitching and spasming. At some point, even her fingers and toes lost control, curling and uncurling on their own. Before the man’s eyes, the woman lay pathetically sprawled, hips jerking as she leaked an obscene fluid she couldn’t even name.
“Huu, ah… ngh, ah… ah…!”
How long had he tormented her? The violent trembling had barely stopped when the mere act of sucking on her hole made her lose control completely, soaking his chin in a flood.
“Who told you to piss already?”