Chapter 114
Ye Jun
Si Woo didn’t push in right away. He just kept rubbing the fat head of his cock around my hole, slow circles, dipping in the tiniest bit then pulling back like he had all the time in the world. My legs were already shaking from how he had me folded up, knees damn near touching my shoulders, wrists still cuffed to the headboard. I was leaking so much it was embarrassing, pre-cum sliding down my own stomach, and every time his cock nudged against me my hole twitched like it was trying to suck him in by itself.
"Please," I choked out before I could stop myself. My voice sounded cracked and whiny and I hated it. "Si Woo, come on, just fuck me already. Stop teasing."
He laughed, low and mean, and dragged his cock up between my cheeks again, smearing all that slick around. "Aw, listen to you. Five seconds ago you were running your mouth about how I couldn’t last, and now you’re crying for it? Pathetic, Ye Jun. Really fucking pathetic."
I tried to kick at him with my foot but the position made it useless. My hips jerked up on their own, chasing that pressure. "I’m not crying, asshole. You’re just... you’re taking forever like some virgin who doesn’t know what to do with his dick. Hurry up."
Another laugh, darker this time. He slapped the head of his cock against my hole hard enough to make a wet sound, then did it again. "Virgin? Says the guy whose ass is dripping down my balls before I even got inside. You’re so horny you’re shaking, baby bro. Look at your cock. Jumping every time I touch your hole like a desperate little slut."
Tears were actually pricking at my eyes now from how bad I needed it. I hated how right he was. My whole body felt tight and empty and aching. "Si Woo... fuck... please. I can’t... I need you in me. Stop being a dick and just..."
He finally pushed the head in, just the tip, stretching me open before pulling right back out again. I let out this embarrassing sob and my back arched off the bed.
"Bet Ohm couldn’t make you leak like this," he growled, voice rough as he did the same thing again, sinking in an inch then backing out. "Bet he couldn’t get you this sloppy and desperate in ten minutes. Could he? Answer me."
"Shut up about Ohm," I snapped, even though my voice wobbled. "You’re the one obsessed, bringing him up while your dick is literally at my ass. Jealous much?"
Si Woo slammed in deeper this time, halfway, and I moaned loud before I could bite it back. He stayed there, not moving, just letting me feel the stretch. "Jealous? Nah. I just like reminding you whose hole this is." He pulled out slow, then shoved back in a little further. "Next time you even look at him, I’ll fuck you so hard you can’t walk for a week. You’ll be limping around campus with my cum still leaking out of you and everyone will know."
"Big talk," I gasped, trying to sound cocky even though fresh tears slipped down my temples. My cock was throbbing untouched, so hard it hurt. "You talk a lot for someone who’s still only halfway in. Scared you’ll nut the second you bottom out again?"
That earned me a hard thrust that knocked the breath out of me. He buried himself all the way in one go, hips flush against my ass, and the sudden fullness made my eyes roll back. "There we go," he grunted, starting to move in short, brutal snaps. "Still got that mouth on you. Let’s see how long it lasts."
He fucked me hard then, no warm-up, no mercy. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room along with my broken moans and the rattle of the cuffs every time I yanked at them. Si Woo leaned down, mouth latching onto my neck, and sucked hard. I felt the sting as he left a mark, then another one right below it.
"Si Woo... fuck... not the neck," I panted, but my head tilted to the side anyway, giving him more room. "People are gonna see that, you dick."
"Good," he muttered against my skin before biting down. "Let them see. Let Ohm see what happens when you forget who you belong to." He moved lower, sucking a dark hickey right on my left tit, right over the nipple that was already sore from earlier. I cried out, half pain half pleasure, and my hole clenched around him so tight he groaned.
"Shit... do that again," he ordered, thrusting deeper. He switched to the other side of my chest, marking me up there too, teeth scraping, tongue soothing then sucking until the skin turned purple. Every mark felt like a claim and it made something hot and messed up twist in my stomach.
I tried to keep fighting back. "You’re such a caveman. Marking me up like a damn dog. What, you gonna piss on me next?"
He laughed right against my skin and slammed in harder, angling so he hit that spot dead on. "Keep talking shit, Ye Jun. Your ass is gripping me like it never wants me to leave. Soaking my cock. Crying for it. Real tough guy."
Tears were falling faster now. I couldn’t stop them. The pleasure was too much, building way too quick, and the way he kept talking about Ohm made me angry and horny at the same time in the worst way. "You’re... you’re such an asshole," I sobbed, hips trying to rock up to meet his thrusts even though the position barely let me move. "Always have to ruin everything with your stupid jealousy. I was just talking to him. Talking. Not sucking his dick or whatever fucked up scenario you have in your head."
Si Woo grabbed my thighs harder, folding me even more, and started pounding faster. Sweat was dripping down his chest onto mine. "Talking? You were smiling at him like he hung the moon. I saw it." He leaned down and bit the inside of my thigh, sucking another bruise right there where it would show if I wore shorts. "Next time I see that smile directed at anyone else, I’m dragging you home and fucking you until you forget his name. Say it. Say my name."
"Si Woo," I gasped immediately, because at that point my brain was melting. "Si Woo... fuck... right there... don’t stop."
He smirked, all smug and mean, and kept hitting that spot over and over. "Louder. Let me hear how much you need your big brother’s cock."
I hated how the words made my cock twitch. "You’re disgusting," I managed between moans, but it came out weak and teary. "Calling yourself that while you’re balls deep in me. What the hell is wrong with us?"
"Us?" He laughed again, but there was an edge to it now. He sucked another mark on my other thigh, then licked over it. "You’re the one who keeps coming back for more. Keeps spreading your legs even after you swear you’re done with me. So tell me, Ye Jun. Why do you let me do this? Why do you let your own brother wreck you like this if it’s so disgusting?"
I couldn’t think straight. The pleasure was stacking so high I felt like I was going to explode any second. My wrists hurt from the cuffs, my ass burned from how hard he was fucking me, my nipples ached from all the sucking and biting, and still I wanted more. Tears kept rolling down my face and I hated how good it felt to be this wrecked by him.
"Because... because it’s you, okay?" The words slipped out raw and broken, quieter than everything else. "I only let you do this because it’s you. No one else gets this close. No one else even gets to touch me like this."
Si Woo stilled for half a second, buried deep inside me. His eyes widened just a little, like I’d actually shocked him. The smirk faltered. "Ye Jun..."
But I couldn’t stop now. Everything was crashing over me at once, the anger and the need and the shame and something way heavier. My voice cracked worse. "My life is so fucked up because of you, Si Woo. You’re everywhere. In my head all the time. I wake up thinking about this shit, about how wrong it is, about how I shouldn’t need it this bad. I need to wake up. I really need to realize who you are and what this is doing to me."
The words hung there between us, heavy and ugly. My chest felt tight, like I couldn’t breathe right. The pleasure was still there, sharp and overwhelming, but now it mixed with this sick feeling rising in my stomach. I felt like I was going to throw up. Everything was too much. The way he was still inside me, the marks all over my body, the tears on my face, the way my own voice sounded so small and pathetic.
Si Woo stared down at me, breathing hard, his expression shifting into something I couldn’t read. His hips had stopped moving completely.
And that’s when the real panic hit me, because I didn’t know if I wanted him to keep going or if I wanted him to disappear forever.