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Turning Chapter 923
🕑 Added 2024-02-21 05:29:34 +0000 UTCChapter 923
A squelching sound echoed from between his legs. Despite experiencing it numerous times, the explicitly intimate noise emanating from his own body still felt unfamiliar, especially given its origin.
But what could he do? Perhaps due to the tension he felt all day, his body was unusually unresponsive to arousal. Since he wasn't fully relaxed, reckless actions were more foolhardy than brave, necessitating prior preparation.
The saying that everything requires adequate preparation seemed ironically applicable even here.
Recalling the conversation from earlier, Yuder exhaled a long sigh. The red eyes gazing up at him from below didn't miss a moment, quietly watching his every move. It was precisely the expression Yuder had hoped for.
'I wonder what's going on in his mind.'
Yuder was now straddling the man seated on the sofa, choosing this over the bedroom as even the brief journey there seemed unbearable. Locking the door was as simple as blinking if one's mind was clear enough.
Yuder himself had stopped Kishiar from assisting in the preparation. In fact, when Kishiar realized he was less responsive than usual, he had tried to withdraw, but Yuder hadn't allowed it.
Kishiar La Orr wished to forget everything else and focus solely on this moment. For a man burdened with excessive thoughts, emotions, considerations, and suppressed secrets, stripping him of all these was no easy task.
Thus, Yuder used one hand to support himself against the sofa's backrest, trapping Kishiar's gaze between his legs, ensuring he could only look at Yuder. At that moment, Kishiar's only option was to watch Yuder prepare himself.
Looking down, Yuder felt a peculiar satisfaction, as if he had confined Kishiar to his embrace, rendering escape impossible.
Using saliva-laden fingers as lubricant, he felt a heat slightly warmer than his body temperature as he entered himself. Although the natural lubrication was insufficient, it functioned reasonably well when mixed with the saliva. The sensation of inserting his own fingers wasn't entirely pleasant, but it was more comfortable than someone else's hand.
Currently, two fingers were inside. As he stirred and moved his wrist, the squelching noise echoed with each motion. Yuder carefully spread his fingers inside, feeling an odd but not painful sensation as he did so. After testing and adjusting his breathing, he briefly withdrew his fingers before adding a third and pushing them back in.
Passing the tightest outer part caused an involuntary tenseness in his body. However, once past this point, the rest was quickly enveloped.
"Huh...!"
Yuder thought he heard an inaudible thud, a hallucination perhaps. The smooth entry of three fingers caused his body to involuntarily jerk, but he managed to suppress it, clenching his teeth. Still, he couldn't prevent his hand gripping the sofa from tightening, making the leather squeak in protest.
Yuder ceased his movements, bowing his head and taking quick, heavy breaths. The tip of his longest finger, having just grazed something within, elicited a surprisingly strong response that even he found startling. His mind went blank, his breathing trembled, and his muscles reflexively tensed. His inner thighs quivered uncontrollably. Up until moments ago, his frontal genitalia, which had been only slightly erect, now stood half-stiff, quickly engorged with power. A clear pre-cum continuously oozed from its tip, moistening the surrounding area.
He had intended only to slightly stretch himself, not to masturbate, yet the sensation he just experienced was completely unintended.
In his previous life, and even in this one, Yuder's sexual desire had been faint to the point of being almost non-existent, except when he was with Kishiar. He rarely felt a strong reaction to someone else or the need to comfort himself. From the standpoint of someone who had barely touched his own body except when washing, the stimulation he just felt was both unfamiliar and disconcerting.
And those red eyes saw it all.
"..."
Despite the situation deviating from his intention, Yuder felt strangely energized the moment he met those eyes, as if his momentarily halted body regained strength.
Without avoiding Kishiar's gaze, Yuder resumed moving his hand, now a bit faster than before. The provocative sensation he had felt earlier intermittently returned as he repeatedly inserted and withdrew his finger. Although not enough to stop his movements in shock as before, his forehead and back started to sweat from the heat, causing his nearly discarded clothes to stick to his skin.
No matter how well he tried to control his breathing, it became erratic the moment he touched a certain spot inside. With each twitch of his body, his breaths became short and choppy. The sound, initially shallow when he inserted only two fingers, gradually deepened, resembling the noise made when accommodating his genitalia.
He almost bit his fingers off as he pulled out of the tangled inner mucous membrane, leaving just a bit inside before thrusting back in. With each repetition, the clear lubrication oozing from within seemed to increase, soon threatening to trickle down his fingers to his palm. The writhing inside felt so lewd it was hard to believe it was his own body.
He straightened his back and then relaxed it, moving his hand continuously, faster now. He had never thought deeply about the differences in what he inserted, but Kishiar's long, smooth fingers and his own rough fingertips felt utterly different. His mind went blank, then cleared, and then became dizzy again in this cycle, as he endured the fleeting pleasure that surged through him.
He had just thought that perhaps it was time to insert a fourth finger when he began to withdraw his hand.
Due to the slippery liquid, something was properly grazed by his sliding fingertips.
It was a completely different spot from where he had been feeling the stimulation, but the intense sensation whitened his mind.
Without realizing it, his waist jerked backward uncontrollably. His thighs lost strength, and he almost fell, but he was steadied by the hands of the man who had been quietly lying down until now.
"Ah...!"
While it was good to be supported and not fall, the sudden movement caused the finger still in his mouth to twist in a different direction. Yuder bit his lip reflexively, trying desperately to endure the overwhelming stimulation.
Had it not been for the thumb that suddenly penetrated his lips, Yuder would have done just that.
"..."
Startled by the finger he had bitten instead of his lips, Yuder immediately relaxed his grip, though a slight bite mark remained unavoidable. He huddled his back and placed his forehead on Kishiar's shoulder, his body trembling. His breathing was more labored than it would have been even after running over a mountain at full force.
Barely able to move his eyes, Yuder noticed that the area between his legs had become sufficiently moist. Only then did he realize that his fully erect front had been rubbing against the cloth of Kishiar's chest-wrapped garment, but he found himself lacking the strength to rise just yet.
While breathing without uttering a word, the owner of the hand that had supported his back finally spoke.
"...Really, now I think of nothing else."
In a low, subdued voice. Before Yuder could react to it, the man deeply embraced his waist and invaded his lips. Yuder shuddered at the sensation of a finger, much thicker than what had been stretching him before, entering him without hesitation.
Both men knew that no further preparation was necessary. Shortly after the finger withdrew rapidly, something hot touched him from below.
The insertion was accomplished in an instant.
Comments
Marie
Sofa #4 served honorably and well.
Antoinette Kalmus
It was a short but glorious run, Sofa #4. R.I.P.
Romina
They definetly have a sofa kink rsrs
