As the Heart Desires (3) (NSFW Illustration Warning)
The second floor of a mixed-use commercial building where only the two of them shared the space.
Choi Hwayeong, the owner of that building, was panting violently in the bedroom there, gasping for breath over and over.
*Slap. Slap.*
“Hngh, uht, haaah…!”
*Slap. Slap. Slap.*
“Ughk, kuhk, kahaahk…!!”
Her limbs were completely restrained by two thick arms, forcing her body to move only in rhythm with her partner’s thrusts. It was pure mating.
In that unreasonable, almost violent sex, Choi Hwayeong couldn’t hold back a single moan. Every cry spilled out of her uncontrollably.
“Huuuuhk, ahht, kya, kuhhaahk!”
If there were such a thing as the most violent sex in the world, this might be it. That was how strongly she felt like she was being *handled*.
Her tiny body moved entirely against her will.
Even during her first time, she had been the one getting fucked from below, but she hadn’t been this thoroughly restricted. Back then, if the stimulation grew too intense, she could at least shift her body a little to ease the pressure.
But in this position, all Choi Hwayeong could do was helplessly clench the muscles of her pussy around the cock that kept piercing her, and scream through her only free passage—her throat—until she nearly choked on her own moans.
Even those moans weren’t truly hers. They were simply reflexive reactions forced out by a body that had surrendered to pleasure.
Meanwhile, Kim Seongcheol, who was driving his cock deep into her small frame, was struggling with just how narrow her insides were.
Even in the easiest, most standard position, he had thought her hole was incredibly tight. Now that he was actually lifting and fucking her, he realized this posture put far more pressure on both of them. He had to be extremely careful with every movement.
He made sure his thick shaft didn’t stab into her vaginal walls instead of sliding properly inside, and that he didn’t drive too deep because of her body weight while he held her up.
With utmost care and sincerity, Kim Seongcheol moved her body so that she could feel every ounce of pleasure. Thanks to his consistently trained muscles, the enhanced stamina from his close-combat awakening, and her surprisingly light weight, the act of moving her wasn’t as difficult as it looked.
Once he grew a little more accustomed to the posture, he began rocking Choi Hwayeong’s body up and down with increasing speed.
*Smack, smack, smack, smack.*
“Hagkh, khk, hngk, guk, n-haaang?!”
*Smack, smack, smack, smack…*
“Kyahuuk, keut, huuk, ha-gyaaaang…!!”
As the cock thrusting up into her from below sped up, Choi Hwayeong’s moans grew louder and thicker.
A new kind of pleasure she hadn’t been able to feel during their last session.
She was slowly beginning to understand the addictive charm of being lifted and fucked.
At first, she had thought her junior was just teasing her by deliberately demanding such a humiliating position.
No matter how small her body was compared to a fully mature woman, being held up and fucked by a man was an unspeakably shameful act.
She had assumed that Seongcheol, who had been gradually crossing more and more lines lately, was trying to put her in her place by suggesting something like this.
For a brief moment, she even wondered if he was punishing her for being so dishonest with her feelings.
Still, the one who would suffer more if they didn’t have sex was her, not him. So in the end, Choi Hwayeong had no choice but to nod at her junior’s arrogant request.
Right now, the only person who could relieve the sexual frustration that had been burning inside her for the past two weeks was Kim Seongcheol.
The important thing was that she could finally release the lust that had built up in her body. That was why she entrusted herself to her junior.
Only after being fucked several times in this position—with her hands and feet completely bound by his thick forearms—did Choi Hwayeong completely change her mind about what she had first thought.
In this lifted position, she was feeling far more pleasure than she had during their very first time.
Because of the angle, it was impossible for him to bury his entire length inside her, but for Choi Hwayeong, that actually felt like less of a burden on her body.
Her naturally petite frame still couldn’t fully accept his massive cock.
The way he only went in as deep as her body could comfortably take, scraping against her inner walls, felt far more stimulating than last time.
Once her mind cleared a little, she began to discover the appeal of this position in every aspect, not just the depth of penetration.
Unlike last time, when he had simply moved his hips, this time Seongcheol was holding her entire body and moving her. His cock massaged the inside of her pussy at a perfect, unhurried pace.
Even the restraining posture that had felt a bit repulsive at first now felt like just another advantage as they continued.
*Squish, squish, squish, squish.*
“Haaahng, hng, haaaaaang…!!”
*Squish, squish, squish, squish…*
“Haat, ha, haeu, kahuuk…!”
Even though she had already climaxed multiple times, the body that kept getting fucked never stopped.
New waves of pleasure crashed over her before the aftershocks of the previous orgasm could even fade, completely independent of her will.
Every time her body was shaken up and down by the iron grip that made resistance impossible, Choi Hwayeong would forget she had just cum and drown in the next surge of stimulation.
No matter how many times she came, the tickling, scraping pleasure against her inner walls never ceased.
The kind of pleasure that used to stop when she pleasured herself now continued as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
This was the ideal sex Choi Hwayeong had been dreaming of for two whole weeks.
In this coercive, overpowering sex, she was satisfying her own contradictory desires.
Perhaps she was feeling even stronger pleasure than during that first time, when she had awakened to her sexuality.
The vague thought that she might not be able to live without cock anymore flickered through her mind, but the sex was so good it blew even that worry away instantly.
On top of that, the fact that she didn’t have to move at all was surprisingly convenient.
She had always found moving bothersome, and her stamina had never been particularly good.
If her first time had been in the normal missionary or cowgirl position like most other women, she might not have become this addicted to sex.
Moving her hips on top of a man came with considerable fatigue. After one or two orgasms, the will to move her own body would have vanished.
Instead, having her body completely restrained like this while he relentlessly drove his cock into her was, for her, the most perfect kind of sex.
“Huuuuhk, haa, hagaaaaang…!!”
In a haze where she had already lost count of how many times she had cum, Choi Hwayeong let out another long, drawn-out moan.
The vitality that had briefly returned to her eyes after the last round of fucking melted away again in the continuous pleasure. The strength in the hands gripping her from behind was almost gone.
Just as she began to feel like she might actually pass out if he didn’t cum soon, she faintly heard her junior’s voice.
“Sunbae, I’m about to cum!”
Ah.
So this happy yet torturous time had finally reached its last moment.
At the sound of his voice in her ear, Choi Hwayeong clung to the last shred of sanity she had left.
She felt like she had to stay conscious at least until the man who was fucking her reached his own climax.
There could be no more pathetic sight than passing out in a man’s arms the moment he finished.
She had already shown him every embarrassing side of herself, but she still didn’t want to lose consciousness before receiving his load.
That was her last remaining pride, and the depth of the strong affection she held for him.
“Hurry up and cum, you bastard…!!”
She spat out the swear words to hide her embarrassment, but Kim Seongcheol paid them no mind. He simply kept driving his cock deeper into her body.
The moment he announced he was about to cum, he felt her pussy muscles, which had gone slightly slack, clamp down on him with ferocious tightness.
He knew that was the last bit of conscious effort she could manage in this long, exhausting lifted fuck.
In that final moment, feeling her pussy beg for his cum, he shook the body of his senior up and down even faster.
Choi Hwayeong’s small frame and her disproportionately large breasts bounced in an erratic rhythm.
“Haaahk, ahk, aaaaaahk…!!”
“Sunbae, I’m cumming!”
“Hurry, cum already, haaaaaahk…!!”
“I’m going to cum inside! Every last drop!”
“I have birth control, so just—ahk…! Hurry up and cum, you idiot…!!”
After shaking her body, which had long since passed its limit, a few more times, Kim Seongcheol pulled her down as far as she could go in the final moment.
The moment his cock reached the deepest part of her—somewhere it had barely touched except during the very first thrust—Choi Hwayeong shuddered violently at the unfamiliar sensation.
A long moan that could only mean she was reaching another orgasm burst from her lips against her will.
“Keut, kahaAAAAAANG…!!”
Even as she screamed, she could clearly feel the hot, thick spurts of semen flooding into her womb.
At the same time, the thought that it was finally over washed over her, and all the strength slowly drained from Choi Hwayeong’s entire body.
‘Drip… drip… drip…’
Even the muscles of her bladder relaxed. A clear, transparent stream of liquid sprayed from her urethra and soaked the floor.
“Haah… uht… haa…”
She no longer had any willpower left to stop it.
+90 Awakening Points (Base 80 + Bonus 10)
She simply leaned her body against her junior’s broad chest and quietly rode out the aftershocks of more than ten consecutive orgasms.
“You look cute when you squirt too, sunbae.”
“Don’t… look… fuck…”
Even so, embarrassment was still embarrassment.
(Version of the above illustration with the glasses removed.)
