Turning
chapter-619

For the first time since his birth, Yuder was completely immersed in pure pleasure, free from any turmoil. The anxiety of needing to maintain rationality had vanished at some point. He moved as he wished, expressing his feelings honestly.

His mind, devoid of any plans or thoughts, surprisingly felt more natural as time passed. He became acutely aware of his body, its limits, and capabilities more clearly and cleanly than ever before.

His mind, cleared of complicated knowledge and cluttered memories, was akin to muddy water settling into clarity. Through the serene ripples, he could clearly see the existence of his partner, merging with him, overwhelming in its certainty.

Indeed, instinct was not an enemy that made him lose control. It was quite the opposite.

He had never thought of jewels as beautiful, but the emotion he felt looking into those red eyes, glowing like flames in the darkness, was undeniably the eternal longing inherent in human emotion.

And that same emotion was present in those beautiful eyes.

Some things become more evident when they are not articulated in words.

In this silent moment, entwined without a word exchanged, Yuder rejoiced in the realization that he possessed the body to become one with Kishiar La Orr.

He hoped the immense sense of unity he felt at the moment would be eternally etched within him, even though time was finite and could not last forever.

"Ah...!"

Once again, the tip of the glans, surging over the wall and plunging in, unerringly struck an indescribable point of pleasure. Sensations he never thought existed in his body simultaneously shivered and glowed, gripping his insides with intense force.

Yuder trembled faintly, his eyelids fluttering as he felt the sensation of ecstasy sweeping over his body. His organ, having climaxed several times, could hardly expel any more fluid, yet the feeling of climax remained the same. Waves of pleasure, starting from deep within his hips and belly, enveloped his body for a long time, sweeping over him like ocean waves.

He did not resist the fierce wave that seemed to sweep away his entire being. No matter how high the waves threatened to engulf him, it was alright. As long as he had this warm touch and the intoxicating scent enveloping his entire body, he could breathe anywhere.

The lovemaking that began in the darkness continued past sunrise, and even as the sun set in the west.

Yuder had experienced long lovemaking sessions before, but this time, the atmosphere and intensity of passion were different. Previously, if Yuder felt tired or overly intoxicated with pleasure, the act would naturally slow down. Kishiar would then enjoy talking softly, holding Yuder on top of him, or gently stroking and kissing.

However, this time, even as Yuder lay spent from excessive pleasure, the act did not cease. Neither Yuder wanted it to stop, nor did Kishiar hide his desire to continue, hence there was no reason for a lull.

"Uh, hmm, ah..."

In the lingering pleasure that endured like an unextinguished ember, Kishiar sat against the wall, ceaselessly rocking the body of Yuder, who sat atop him, embraced like a child. The fingertips clutching his thighs were slick with sweat that seeped down to the more intimate flesh beneath. Every time his long fingers fiercely gripped and spread Yuder’s hips, lifting them upwards only to relax again, Yuder trembled intermittently, moaning under the weight of his own body, feeling the depths of their union more profoundly than ever.

Each time the fully inserted member seemed to pierce through to his solar plexus, pushing up the inner walls, Yuder's breath hitched. The mucous membrane, accustomed to being compressed and abraded, relished the pressure with unchanging ecstasy. Even when his stomach felt utterly melted and deflated, it remained insatiably greedy.

Kishiar, too, with eyes ablaze with equal fervor, watched every reaction of Yuder's body. He missed not a single quiver or muffled moan, devouring and absorbing each one. Though his usually eloquent tongue ceased its flow of words, it was now fully employed in tasting Yuder.

And this tasting was not metaphorical but quite literal.

Throughout their entwined bodies, Kishiar's hands and tongue lingered on various parts of Yuder. Fingers and toes, the insides of wrists and calves, the inner thighs revealed by splayed legs, the outlined tendons and the member, even the eyelashes and hair clumped with moisture, all indiscriminately found their way into the man’s mouth.

Later, the sensation of his nose buried in the hair and his teeth lightly grazing was enough to bring a mild climax. The chest, most suckled upon, swelled red, throbbing with pleasure at the slightest touch. And Yuder, too, in his own way, urged Kishiar on, fiercely swaying his hips to the rhythm they both desired, though their paths differed.

Kishiar moved as if discovering and fully consuming every flavor of Yuder's body was his sole purpose. Even the scent that wafted freely, following his master's desire, wrapped around Yuder, his fragrance and body, with the tongue delving into every pore.

It was a lovemaking persistent, stubborn, and unyielding, embodying the very essence of Kishiar La Orr himself.

"Ah, uh, hmm, oh…"

Another climax surged, resonating deep within his belly. The root of the member tingled and writhed of its own accord. Yuder, feeling a slight strength return to his limp arms, flailed his head resting on Kishiar's shoulder. As the melted opening twitched, hot fluid flowed out with each pulse.

"Hmm…"

Kishiar exhaled rapidly, his tongue invading Yuder's ear. The squelching sound filled one ear, the dual penetration sending waves of pleasure directly to the brain.

The hand supporting Yuder's clenched buttocks rose, revealing the thickly embedded member. It seemed unbelievable that something so large had been inside, as the sensation of it slipping out through the membrane made Yuder tilt his head back and moan.

"Ah…!"

With a reflexive tension in his thighs and an emptied belly gasping for breath, there was a momentary pause.

Then, as the hand on the buttocks gently released its grip, the body plummeted downward.

"Huh…"

The member slid back inside, forcefully returning to its original position. The pleasure points were all scraped simultaneously, and the sensation of the inner walls being pierced made Yuder climax once again.

"Ah…ugh…"

The toes curled and a bright, flickering light danced before the eyes. A deep, muffled moan, tinged with intense red heat, enough to startle anyone, escaped in a hoarse whisper. Pressed against the belly of Kishiar, the arousal of Yuder surged, clear liquid spurting from its tip.

Yuder, reveling in the sensation of Kishiar greedily licking and biting inside him, rhythmically clenched his hips. With each movement, Kishiar's scent, as if approving, penetrated deep into his skin. The climax seemed unending.

"Ah..."

The pleasure felt when scent and flesh's desire merged was unlike any before. It was as if every part of Yuder's being disintegrated into grains of sand, to be devoured by Kishiar in a grand ecstasy. Kishiar, too, seemed to be engulfed in the same pleasure, remaining motionless inside Yuder for a long while.

After the pleasure had somewhat subsided, Yuder, regaining some strength, toppled the man who nonchalantly licked what Yuder had released. He straddled him, his still potent arousal mashed between their thighs. He buried his face in the chest, gasping for breath, while the sound of a beating heart echoed in his ears.

The rapid heartbeat signaled a return of strength to his weary limbs, reigniting an unextinguished ember within.

"Whew, haa..."

Kishiar's scent, caressing Yuder's back, seemed to detect his desire, boldly exploring between his hips. Yuder responded, releasing his scent, fiercely pulling Kishiar closer. Fingers glided into the open space, swirling inside, as a clear, semen-mixed fluid poured out, soaking both Kishiar's body and the floor.

Realizing there was more to be released, Yuder moved his lower body, slickly rubbing up and down. Though his waist lacked the strength for vigorous movement, the sensation of sensitive flesh and the loosened opening colliding and rubbing against Kishiar was unmistakable.

Yuder, seeking solace, twitched his lower body, gripping the fingers exploring inside, eliciting a faint laugh as they withdrew.

Wet hands then spread Yuder's legs wider, aligning the tip at the gaping opening. The moment the gaping space eagerly clenched and relaxed, desiring the impending pleasure, Kishiar's arousal penetrated deeply into Yuder's waiting body.

"Ah..."

A tingling shock ran to the back of his head.

The sensation of being filled, momentarily vacant, returned with a stronger internal impact than before.

But that too was fleeting, as the pleasure of satisfying his hungry insides began to drench his body again with rapid collisions.

The pleasure continued endlessly. Even in brief moments of rest, Yuder experienced a secret ecstasy, feeling the man embracing his body continuing to move inside him, exhaling hot breaths of satisfaction. Waking, he swallowed saliva instead of a meal, smiling as Kishiar nibbled his ankle bone before resuming their prior activities. Whenever Yuder smiled, Kishiar would kiss him ecstatically, as if his brief laughter was like a winter sun.

Whenever he licked Yuder's skin, no matter how weary he was, a remarkable strength surged through his body. Even when his arousal was less than half-awake, there was no hindrance to the pleasure he felt.

The small house, with nothing more than a thoroughly ruined straw bed, was repeatedly soaked with scent and fluid.

It was only after a period long enough for even the tips of his hair to be imbued with Kishiar's fragrance that Yuder was finally able to form coherent thoughts. This clarity came five days later.

"...I'm a bit hungry, it seems."

Lying atop Kishiar's chest, Yuder blinked blankly, feeling hunger for the first time in what seemed like ages.

"Is it morning...?"