DMWP V2C3 – Part 2

Heeseong always wondered. Did this cunning wolf simply like small puppies, or did he like Heeseong himself? Or was it possible that all his actions were just a game? Doubt crept in.

However, that doubt vanished in an instant. The moment he saw Yoon Chi-young smile while intertwining their tongues, Heeseong realized that even this concern was exactly what Yoon Chi-young wanted. He also felt there would be no stopping Yoon Chi-young.

“Mmph…”

Perhaps aware it was inevitable, Heeseong clumsily closed his eyes tightly and pressed his hand against Yoon Chi-young’s firm chest.

Yoon Chi-young took half a step closer, completely trapping Heeseong who had been leaning against the wall. As Heeseong mixed tongues while on his tiptoes, the shadow of wolf ears loomed over his head.

Gasping for breath, Heeseong pressed against Yoon Chi-young’s shoulders as if to push him away, but Yoon Chi-young stood firm, not budging an inch. Instead, he placed one thigh between Heeseong’s legs and firmly applied pressure to his crotch.

“Hngh, don’t press…”

Exposed to the blatant stimulation, Heeseong bit his lip, breathing heavily. With his heels raised, once the thigh wedged between his legs, he couldn’t move at all. Yoon Chi-young tightly coiled around Heeseong’s body like a snake and sweetly sucked on his earlobe.

It felt exactly like being bitten by a beast in heat.

That was no exaggeration. Below, Yoon Chi-young was subtly rubbing his thick bulge, and the growling breaths of a predator unfamiliarly penetrated Heeseong’s ears.

At this rate, wouldn’t Yoon Chi-young transform into his original wolf form?

Fear crept in, but Heeseong also felt a sense of responsibility. Yoon Chi-young would be the one most devastated if Heeseong was violated by a man-eating wolf.

“Haa, you… can’t turn into a wolf.”

“Mm, don’t change?”

Yoon Chi-young, who had been licking Heeseong’s white collarbone and chest, laughed lowly. He didn’t seem to fully understand the meaning, perhaps just echoing Heeseong’s words because he liked hearing his voice. This was evident from how he strongly sucked on Heeseong’s small nipples and stripped off his pants and underwear in one go.

“Ah, hngh…!”

Heeseong was left wearing only a loose long-sleeved shirt, his white buttocks exposed.

The cold air grazed his milky thighs, and Yoon Chi-young’s hot hands touched him there. The large hands toyed with Heeseong’s soft thighs as if teasing him, greedily trying to grasp his small buttocks with one hand. That pervert. Faced with such unfamiliar teasing, Heeseong cursed and grasped Yoon Chi-young’s stone-like arms.

Though his eyes trembled with tension, Heeseong tried his best to speak fiercely.

“If you turn into a wolf, I won’t do it.”

“How can you not?”

Yoon Chi-young growled. He undid his belt and took out his rock-hard erection from between. The erect penis, thick veins wrapped around it, stood tall enough to touch his firm lower abdomen. The base was already slightly swollen as if preparing to knot. Heeseong’s expression stiffened like never before upon seeing the penis as thick as his own forearm.

“The puppy has to help for me not change…”

Ignoring him, Yoon Chi-young guided Heeseong’s hand to grasp his penis. Even that seemed extremely stimulating as Yoon Chi-young furrowed his brows tightly and let out a rough breath.

“Ah, haa…”

Groaning, Yoon Chi-young covered Heeseong’s hand that held his penis and moved it up and down as if masturbating. After just a few strokes, clear liquid seeped from the tip of his stiff cock. Heeseong’s startled gaze was fixed on the glans, as big as a child’s fist.

Soon, Heeseong flattened his puppy ears back and looked up at Yoon Chi-young.

He saw the expression of an overgrown wolf pup, a full head taller. He was grinning darkly, his face flushed with heat. Even though he might soon lose control.

Heeseong’s expression grew serious. For now, out of a sense of duty, Heeseong clumsily moved his hand while asking hesitantly, unable to hide his fear,

“Are you really going to put it in me…?”

At the question, Yoon Chi-young burst into laughter, as if he was on the verge of madness, his breath ragged.

“Why?”

“Ah, I don’t think it’s going to work.”

He said, braving the embarrassment. Heeseong was certain he couldn’t take such a thing inside him.

“No, you can take it.”

Yoon Chi-young spoke nonsensically. He thought he was sane, but his response was strange, and his gray eyes seemed to have turned dull, as if they had rolled back. Something was definitely off. Heeseong moved agilely when Yoon Chi-young loosened the grip on his arm.

Heeseong tried to escape sideways through that small gap.

However, Yoon Chi-young lightly caught him and pushed him towards the bed. Heeseong, wearing only a long-sleeved shirt, was pushed onto the bed, his arms bracing his fall.

“Ah, huh…”

In front of Chi-young’s eyes was Heeseong’s groin, hopelessly covered by a white tail that couldn’t even hide his testicles, making the scene particularly lewd.

Yoon Chi-young fixed his gaze there and laughed as if he had seen a light tantrum. Then he sat down below Heeseong’s hips, pressing down on his back. His movements were quick, uncharacteristic of his large build.

“Puppies always seem to get shy at times like this.”

“Yo-you crazy…”

Heeseong weakly bucked his hips at the rough touch of a genital against his buttocks. Yoon Chi-young rubbed his member between Heeseong’s buttocks as if he had already inserted it. Trying to fit something so large, Yoon Chi-young truly had no conscience.

Yoon Chi-young climbed on top of Heeseong and started taking off his clothes. The sound of thick winter clothes falling was heard, and even his pants seemed to have been removed, as his bare skin pressed against Heeseong’s thighs. Heeseong shivered at the feeling of a body so different from his own, one that was filled with muscles.

Even as Heeseong trembled, Yoon Chi-young seemed to have no intention of comforting him. He massaged Heeseong’s small buttocks and spread them apart, murmuring lowly.

“Puppy’s buttocks are really small…”

“Sh-shut up…”

Heeseong hated that comment. Any mention of his size being small was displeasing to him. Annoyed, he flicked his white tail like shaking off dust, tickling Yoon Chi-young’s firm abdomen.

As Heeseong struggled to escape again, moving his legs, Yoon Chi-young did something outrageous.

“Ah, oh…!”

Yoon Chi-young bit down naughtily on the buttocks. His hot and damp tongue lazily licked the small opening.

It was an unfamiliar and strange sensation. Heeseong tried to crawl up the bed, driven by a weird yet tingling feeling, but his thighs were firmly held, and the tongue delved deeper. Yoon Chi-young tenderly stroked Heeseong’s partially erect member in succession.

“Stop, it’s weird…”

It was his first time experiencing such sensations. Heeseong’s legs kept giving way, and his white tail stood on end, trembling. He found himself panting like a dog, sticking his tongue out.

Heeseong wasn’t without sexual desires. In fact, he had plenty, considering his youthful vigor. However, he was used to concealing it and dealing with it alone, so receiving such caresses from someone else was unfamiliar.

“Ah, ah, hmm…”

The feeling was oddly pleasant, more than he had expected.

With each touch of Yoon Chi-young’s tongue to the opening, Heeseong wanted to feel that tingling sensation even more. He wished Yoon Chi-young’s hand would grasp his member a bit more firmly. He hadn’t realized how good it felt to be caressed by someone he had feelings for.

Gradually, Heeseong’s strength ebbed away, and his body completely collapsed onto the bed. That’s when Yoon Chi-young released his member. Out of frustration, Heeseong writhed against the bedclothes, rubbing his member. His white tail, unlike before, stood upright, revealing the flushed opening.

Yoon Chi-young then said something unexpected.

“Alright, should I put it in now?”

“Just, wait, hold on…”

Startled, Heeseong tried to pull away, but Yoon Chi-young firmly held his waist with both hands. Seemingly unable to hold back any longer, he started to press his glans against the tight opening, adding weight.

“Uh, ouch! Stop, it hurts…!”

As the glans forced its way in, Heeseong struggled. It was clear that the size was too much to be accommodated. Furthermore, the base was already slightly swollen, intensifying the fear.

However, every time Heeseong twitched his waist in terror, it only served to stimulate Yoon Chi-young’s member even more.

Unable to hold back any longer, he plunged it in all at once.

“Ah! Ahh, hmm…”

“Ha… Heeseong.”

Heeseong shuddered, emitting a scream-like moan. Yoon Chi-young, having thrust in his member, momentarily lost consciousness and closed his eyes, coming to a halt.

“Ah, ahh, ugh…”

Heeseong trembled, saliva trickling down thinly. His member filled the dry abdomen to the point of outlining its shape. Yoon Chi-young’s member had instantly poked the innermost point.

It felt like an electric shock just before ejaculation. Heeseong, who had leaked copious amounts of fluid, curled up, trembling and clutching the blanket. Yoon Chi-young let out a long, satisfied sigh above him.

“Look how tight it is.”

Even to such perverse words, Heeseong couldn’t retort. He just wished that the member inside him would stop moving, wondering why it had grown even more. The only sounds that escaped his lips were moans collecting his reactions and a few words.

Soon, Yoon Chi-young leaned over, enveloping Heeseong’s thin back.

White puppy ears fluttered before Yoon Chi-young’s nose. The fur bristled with tension, and every time he thrust, the ears twitched adorably. Yoon Chi-young laughed lowly and nibbled on those ears gently, ensuring not to hurt.

“You’re really delicious…”

“Don’t, press… Ah, ugh…!”

“How have I managed to hold back this long?”

With each word, Yoon Chi-young thrust deeper. Heeseong’s entire body shook, and his peak was relentlessly crushed. Saliva trickled thinly down Heeseong’s jaw as he moaned almost like a scream.

Heeseong felt a tingling pleasure in his lower abdomen, something he had never experienced with self-stimulation. Even the pain felt like pleasure. Saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, mixed with groaning moans. It seemed not Yoon Chi-young, but he himself was the beast. His white tail rapidly tapped Yoon Chi-young’s lower abdomen, revealing the affection he tried to hide.

Yoon Chi-young, as if driven mad, began pounding vigorously.

“Uh, ah! Too, hard… Hah!”

Heeseong couldn’t comprehend what the beast behind him was thinking. It felt like being tenderly embraced one moment and impaled the next, almost to death. His lower abdomen was hotter than ever, and his strange moans were alien to him. His mind felt warped.

Yet, amidst it all, he wished Yoon Chi-young would keep thrusting hard. Keeping up with his hopes, Yoon Chi-young’s thrusts quickened.

“Ah, Heeseong…”

Yoon Chi-young then pressed down on Heeseong’s crown as if enveloping it.

It was to prevent Heeseong from being pushed away. Yoon Chi-young made sure Heeseong took every thrust against his inner walls. The pounding was savage, like that of a beast. The member drilled in at sharp angles, pressing the opening in different directions.

Overwhelmed by sensations too intense to handle, Heeseong lamented as if crying.

“Uh! Ah… It hurts, damn you…”

“Ha… What?”

Hearing the curse, Yoon Chi-young laughed darkly. Even without eye contact, Heeseong imagined his crazed gray eyes. Surely, those eyes were gazing down at him even now.

Yoon Chi-young, sitting up, spoke with a roughened voice.

“Should we really do it like a dog, then?”

“No, don’t lift, don’t…!”

Yoon Chi-young, dog-like, lifted one of Heeseong’s legs to the side. Then, he positioned one foot on the bed and started pounding furiously.

The sound of flesh colliding was louder than before. The position particularly allowed their testicles to touch frequently. Heeseong let out a strained moan he hadn’t heard from himself each time their sticky testicles clashed.

“Ah, Heeseong… it feels too good.”

“Hah, uh. Ah, ah.”

“I don’t want to bite… just want to thrust more.”

Yoon Chi-young lifted his member swiftly, his voice intoxicated.

Overwhelmed by an unprecedented intense pleasure, physiological tears streamed down Heeseong’s face. An unbearable heat gathered in his lower abdomen. His hardened lower abdomen clashed with a sound, causing his buttock, soft as tofu, to jiggle resiliently. Despite the humiliating posture, each time Yoon Chi-young thrust, an agonizing thirst emerged.

Unable to endure any longer, Heeseong, teetering on the edge of climax, erupted.

“Uh, that’s, enough, ah, agh…!”

Throughout Heeseong’s climax, Yoon Chi-young didn’t stop, thrusting with intensity. His muscular thighs, filled with horse-like strength, mercilessly struck Heeseong’s. As Heeseong gasped and attempted to crawl forward, Yoon Chi-young simply gathered his wrists behind him, securing them together. The bed shook violently with each jerk.

“Hah, ah…”

Completely spent from the continuous pounding, Heeseong’s head drooped powerlessly.

His pupils were dilated with a white haze, and saliva dripped thinly from his dry jaw. Beneath him, like a dog being mounted, he could see the evidence of his own climax.

Rather than feeling humiliated, Heeseong shivered with the residual sensations lingering in his body. His only thought was a desire not to part from Yoon Chi-young in this state.

It seemed Yoon Chi-young harbored the same primal urge.

“Heeseong…”

“Ugh, gah…”

“Let’s knot.”

Yoon Chi-young’s laughter was low, filled with an undeniable force in his grip around the waist. The air charged with an extraordinary tension, Heeseong’s pupils dilated.

“No, can’t, don’t…”

“Why?”

Despite Heeseong’s stammering protests, Yoon Chi-young didn’t heed him. Instead, he thrust deeply once more, cutting off any further speech. Heeseong’s body shuddered violently, still trembling from the aftermath of his climax, the sensation of being filled anew was foreign and intense.

Yoon Chi-young withdrew and turned Heeseong to lie on his back.

He spread Heeseong’s pale thighs wide under the ceiling gaze, sliding his member in smoothly with one thrust and began to rock his hips slowly. Beneath him, Heeseong’s body, now limp and yielding, bounced with each movement.

“Stop, can’t, knot…”

“Let’s do it.”

Heeseong weakly shook his head, trying to push Yoon Chi-young’s firm waist away.

But Yoon Chi-young seemed far beyond rational thought.

His beautiful face, even the smile, sank into something more serious. He looked down at Heeseong with eyes drunk on satisfaction, his trained muscles tensed as if crushing Heeseong beneath him with each thrust.

The pace quickened beyond Heeseong’s ability to respond. Heeseong tried to shake his head, but the sound of their flesh slapping together accelerated. Heeseong’s head tipped dangerously back, the pleasure nearly fracturing his spine.

At the climax of their bestial coupling, Yoon Chi-young’s release came as Heeseong’s head was pushed to the bed’s headboard.

“Stop, enough…!”

“Ugh, hah…”

Yoon Chi-young exhaled deeply, pressing down on the junction as if to embed his testicles inside, his breath roughening into a beastly growl.

“No, ah, can’t…”

Heeseong’s thighs trembled as he gasped for air, the member inside him swelling further.

The thick glans hardened more, the veins around the shaft and the base bulged. The member was firmly lodged inside Heeseong’s walls. Yoon Chi-young, too, seemed overwhelmed by pain and pleasure, trembling violently as if baring his teeth like a wolf.

“Hah…”

“If it grows more inside here…”

Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, Heeseong started to sob softly.

It felt as if even the testicles were embedded inside him. The member was so entrenched within his inner walls that his lower abdomen bulged noticeably. Desperate, Heeseong clawed sharply at Yoon Chi-young’s chest, the pleasure seemingly endless within him.

Above him, Yoon Chi-young, like a wolf sated, gently rotated his swollen member.

“Feels like I’m melting… Shall we continue like this?”

“Do, don’t… ugh, ah…!”

Barely pleading, Heeseong’s member spurted again. Trembling with the climax, Heeseong grasped Yoon Chi-young’s arm.

“Does it hurt much?”

Perhaps regaining a bit of his senses, or attempting some late consolation, Yoon Chi-young leaned his arm beside Heeseong’s head. He kissed the tears from Heeseong’s eyes and gently stroked the puppy ears, but Heeseong, barely able to open his eyes, pleaded with a spent voice.

“Take it out, quickly…”

“That might not be possible…”

Yoon Chi-young chuckled softly, rolling his hips gently. Heeseong, overwhelmed, pressed his forehead against Yoon Chi-young’s shoulder, sobbing softly.

“Then, stay still. Huh. You bad, guy…”

Heeseong heard Yoon Chi-young’s faint laughter but was too overwhelmed to rebuke. Engulfed in overwhelming pleasure, his consciousness flickered like a candle in the wind.

Heeseong lost consciousness with one final deep kiss from Yoon Chi-young, but the memories of this night didn’t end there.

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