HG | Chapter 13

“Ahhh!”

Hakyung screamed internally, biting his lips. The moisture that had gathered at the corners of his eyes fell with a plop.

Really, he didn’t want to admit it, but he couldn’t ignore it any longer. He had to acknowledge it.

Im Cheonghyeon was a pervert. A completely insane pervert.

He had already gone too far, revealing the temper he had kept hidden for the past decade or so. It seemed he had decided to go all out, as if today was the last time. Cheonghyeon treated Hakyung as if it were their last time having sex. It was a harsh experience that Hakyung couldn’t quite comprehend.

“Ah, ah! Sob, uhng, ahh, ooh, huh!”

It felt like a steel stake was being driven into him from below. Even though the position wasn’t comfortable, the man’s cock went in so deep that it made him gag every time. No matter what filthy words he whispered, Hakyung was sure he didn’t have a womb, but it felt like an imaginary baby house was being penetrated.

“P-please, uhng, ah! P-please…!”

His thighs, barely holding him up, trembled with spasms. The orgasm was one thing, but he was scared of falling forward, so Hakyung couldn’t even faint as he wished.

“Please, what? Child, if you’re going to speak, finish your sentence. Please do more?”

As if to meet his expectations, the speed at which Cheonghyeon grabbed and shook Hakyung’s cock increased.

“Uhng, uhng, ah! Ahhh!”

“‘Uhng’? You’re speaking informally. How cute….”

Cheonghyeon feigned ignorance, knowing it wasn’t the case. He squeezed Hakyung’s cock, scratching the soft inner walls with the head of his cock. Hakyung whimpered in a tone mixed with sorrow and irritation.

“P-please, hurry and cum…!”

“Ugh….”

As if it wasn’t a joke, the back entrance visibly twitched, clenching tightly around the cock. A red flame flickered in Cheonghyeon’s golden eyes.

“This, crazy….”

Had it been a month or two since he first tasted a man’s cock? Not even a week had passed, and he was begging for release like a rag, using his pussy. As if he were a well-behaved boy, he had been told that the back entrance was a pussy, and he seemed to have taken it literally.

Cheonghyeon was both pleased and bitterly smiling at how the boy was getting used to sex with him. As the only man to fuck this body, he felt a sense of urgency.

I should be the only one to know this beauty.

What if he goes somewhere and whines with a face that looks like it’s swallowed dozens of men…?

Sometimes, there are expressions that can only be made after a shocking experience. For Hakyung, it was the expression he made during sex.

His eyebrows drooped as if begging for mercy from the man on top of him, his eyes welled with tears, and his lips tightly bitten to hold back sobs. Especially the way his eyes and cheeks turned as red as lipstick made the viewer’s heart ache.

It felt like being the worst kind of trash in the world.

That emotion seemed to touch on guilt. However, what Cheonghyeon actually recognized was a red-hot anger and an equally intense anxiety.

The reason was clear.

If this beautiful thing were to burst into tears outside when he wasn’t around, would he cry with a face that chews on cocks, or would he unconsciously flirt with men, luring in the wrong cocks?

His delicate features, drawn with meticulous care, had a good absorption rate. When he didn’t know about sex, he exuded a purely innocent atmosphere, but once covered in lust, his facial lines subtly changed, altering the vibe.

Cheonghyeon was internally twisted with worry that others might notice this change.

“Hoo…. What should I do with you, Hakyung?”

Should I just make him drop out?

“Would I feel a bit relieved if I ruined his pussy…?”

When the boy had just gone into overload, he had secretly vowed to gradually bring him down and turn him back into a ‘son’ once the overload passed. That vow was nowhere to be found, and before he knew it, he was inside Hakyung.

Not as a mere ‘father,’ but as ‘Im Cheonghyeon.’

It was a bittersweet result. The ‘father’ persona was something Cheonghyeon had painstakingly established.

In other words, the pleasure he derived from his guide was that significant, but the fact that it deviated from his intention was a matter to be wary of.

“…Hmm. I guess I should. Since we have an audience, should I boast that my baby’s pussy has an owner now, as a celebration of becoming a husband? It seems like that’s the only way I can feel a bit relieved as Hakyung’s husband.”

“Ah!”

Thud!

The two figures that had been precariously moving suddenly dropped down. Cheonghyeon had changed his position by bending his knees.

“Hah, hi, hii…!”

It was a disaster for Hakyung. On the edge of a rooftop with no railing, where falling would mean the end, his upper body swayed as if it would fall off the edge. Until then, the man had tightly held Hakyung’s waist, but now he only held his wrists, thrusting into the connection point.

Crack, crackle!

“Hah! Huh, ugh!”

Monsters, enraged by the elusive prey, snarled. Some, having lost patience, turned on each other.

Even among monsters, the law of the jungle existed. The pattern of eating and being eaten spread like wildfire. They could have crashed into each other and destroyed the building, but ironically, the monsters surrounding the building were ‘giant anomalies,’ so such an event hadn’t occurred yet.

The giant anomaly opened its black, hollow mouth towards the approaching monsters. A circular space formed amidst the dust, filled with shark-like teeth that chewed the monster meat.

Even if they were monsters that humans needed to eliminate, the sight of them fighting among themselves was far from beautiful.

“Ugh, ah, father, hic! P-please, it’s scary- ah!”

Hakyung pleaded. He begged sincerely to be taken to a safe place, or at least to escape from here, even if it meant having sex to his heart’s content.

“Im Hakyung, focus. Don’t look at anything else, just pay attention to the one fucking you.”

“Huh! Hah, uhng, uhng, sob, ahh!”

The response was cold and hard. It was a tone twisted with displeasure, as if he was annoyed by Hakyung’s distraction with the monsters.

Thud, thud, squelch, squish! Cheonghyeon swung his hips like hammering a nail. His cock, like a hammer, dug into the moist insides, carving a narrow path, and every path his cock head explored was filled with the stench of semen as he poured his cum.

Perhaps because of his command, Hakyung was particularly sensitive to Cheonghyeon’s movements.

Not just the cock stirring his insides, but also the groin slapping against his buttocks, the pubic hair grinding at the connection point, and the heavy balls smacking against his smooth perineum. The insertion was a complete set of all these elements.

“Uhng, uhng, hoo…!”

Sitting with his thighs raised, his hole naturally clenched tightly. Each time, the bulging veins and thick shaft of the cock drew a ferocious trajectory that seemed almost tangible. The amount of precum and precum-like fluid was almost as much as urine, creating a splashing sound that served as the background music.

Though Hakyung couldn’t directly confirm it, thanks to the copious fluids, the area around the insertion point was messy with the traces of fucking. The mixture of precum and semen foamed at the connection point, and the base of the cock was encircled with a white ring of fluid residue.

Cheonghyeon absentmindedly licked his lower lip. Hakyung, like a drugged addict, was limp. It seemed he had erased the monsters from his mind as Cheonghyeon wished.

‘Ah.’

Seeing that, a good idea came to mind.

A way to imprint himself on Hakyung forever while driving out the monsters.

“Darling.”

“……!”

The term he pronounced for the first time came out more easily than expected. On the other hand, Hakyung flopped like a freshly caught fish.

‘Good reaction.’

With a generous heart, Cheonghyeon opened his lips.

“…I love you.”

At that moment, the cock head precisely pierced the inner hole.

Squelch!

“Ugh….”

The accumulated semen poured out abundantly through the twitching slit of the cock.

The long-held semen heated the inner walls for quite a while. The previous release of excitement fluid had been a heap, but the semen was even more voluminous.

Receiving the semen made Hakyung’s stomach feel bloated, causing him to gag involuntarily. If he vomited here, it felt like he would regurgitate semen instead of stomach acid.

“Haa…!”

As he emptied his heavy balls, Cheonghyeon pulled back the wrists he was holding. The body, limp with exhaustion, flopped against his chest. Biting Hakyung’s cheek, he turned his head sharply to the side, and the face that had been dazedly relaxed twisted with sorrow.

“Uhng, ah! Uhmp!”

Cheonghyeon, who was about to suck on his son’s face, leaned forward. He bit into the soft tongue, intensifying the thrusts of his hips.

“Uhngh, uhng, ugh, uhng, huh, ahhh…!”

With his remaining hand, he caressed the slender abdomen, scratching the nipple with his fingernail. The plumply raised wick was soft yet firm, making it a delight to touch.

I should savor this with my mouth.

Regretfully, he twisted and pinched the nipples with both hands.

“Haaah…!”

Hakyung tilted his head back, trembling his waist. From the swollen glans, precum dribbled out like fresh urine. Having ejaculated multiple times before, the fluid was as thin as precum.

‘It’s too hot.’

Hakyung whimpered, feeling the heat that wouldn’t subside.

Strictly speaking, the semen wasn’t hot. It was likely that the overstimulated inner flesh was heated, making it feel that way.

But it was hot. Thrusting with the intent to wreck his insides, the cock playfully scratched the inner walls, racing as if pressing the accelerator. It was the fastest speed in today’s sex.

“Ahh! Ah, ah, ahh! Ahhh! Ooh, hiiii…!”

And then, after a long while.

“Hakyung, do you know <The Lion King>?”

The movements stopped abruptly without warning.

Swoosh-.

And then, the warm liquid soaking his insides. Hakyung opened his bloodshot eyes wide.

“Ah… ahhh…! Haa!”

What is this, what is this?

Unlike the panicked Hakyung, the man nonchalantly grabbed Hakyung’s knees. It was a posture reminiscent of holding a child to pee.

In that position, Cheonghyeon filled the back pussy he had dug with his urine. The hot, fishy urine splashed, dirtying the insides. Trickle, trickle…. In response, Hakyung also released a stream of urine outside the rooftop.

“Hic, hic, huh…!”

Meanwhile, the tears that had been flowing dried up. Hakyung personally realized that when you’re too shocked, even tears dry up.

How, how could he… do that inside…!

“Haa… my baby… no, I should call you darling now. Darling, did you wet yourself receiving your husband’s pee?”

Cheonghyeon chuckled with a rough voice. Though the tone was different, Hakyung felt a similar sensation as before. A mocking, enjoying tone after creating a disgraceful scene.

But… it’s strange.

He should obviously feel bad, and he actually did feel unpleasant, but he couldn’t get angry.

“Shh… good boy. Don’t think about anything.”

The man who whispered like that seemed rather precarious.

The rough kiss was gone, replaced by a fragile kiss that seemed like it would shatter, falling on Hakyung’s shoulder. He kissed every place his lips touched—shoulder, neck, cheek, temple, lips.

Receiving the kisses, he thought. Perhaps he wanted to see me dirty and broken.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have such a loving gaze.

Whatever the truth was, it was a thought and emotion beyond Hakyung’s comprehension.

He was exhausted.

Hakyung let go of all the strength in his body. As he said, it was best to empty his mind, at least here.

“Ahh…!”

Finally, when he withdrew his cock, filth and fluids rushed out from the gap in the connection point. It felt like his insides were pouring out, with a slight exaggeration. Goosebumps repeatedly rose on his neck and arms.

Please let me faint like this. He repeated a prayer to someone unknown.

Suddenly, the guiding energy drained away.

“Uhng….”

The still sensitively heated nerves reacted, letting out a moan.

His mind turned hazy. Though he was in Cheonghyeon’s embrace, Hakyung felt as if his body was swaying greatly. That much energy had been gouged out in an instant.

Blink, blink….

The speed at which he closed and opened his eyelids noticeably slowed. In reality, Hakyung felt as if he were floating halfway.

Golden heat waves appeared. Everything blurred and dulled, but the familiar heat waves became clearer.

Rumble….

Thanks to that, Hakyung missed the scene unfolding below the building. It was more accurate to say he didn’t sense it.

Invisible below. The monsters that had been swarming suddenly began to retreat. As if being controlled by something, they dispersed in perfect order. It was a movement reminiscent of a human army.

The man holding Hakyung, Cheonghyeon, sharpened his gaze. The vast esper energy spread as a wave beyond the visible range. The monsters that encountered that energy moved away from him, regardless of whether their kind were trampled to death in the process.

Once the vicinity of the building quieted down, Cheonghyeon roughly wiped Hakyung’s genitals and dressed him. Picking up his son’s underwear and pants, he inwardly mocked himself.

‘I messed up.’

He had sworn he had no plans to have sex here….

‘Should I wash him and come back?’

He seriously pondered. He couldn’t undo the mistake he had already made, and coming back was a waste since they were almost at their destination.

He checked the boy in his arms. Hakyung was dozing off, resting his head quietly on Cheonghyeon’s shoulder. It was understandable. His condition had been at rock bottom even before entering the dungeon. It was impressive he had held out until now.

“Should I go back…?”

Even if they were close to their destination, what use was it if Hakyung was asleep? After all, he had brought him to show him his parents’ grave.

Of course, he could leave him at the hideout for a while and explore alone. There were several reasons for him to stay in Haegakryeong, even if it wasn’t specifically for Hakyung.

What should he do? The thought didn’t continue.

Rumble!

“Hmm?”

An unexpected tremor shook the ground. Initially, it was a mild shake, but it quickly escalated to the point where the building seemed to collapse and the ground turned over. If it were an earthquake, it would be at least a magnitude 7 or higher.

Cheonghyeon quickly left the spot, his expression hardening.

“Damn.”

He hadn’t anticipated such a tremor. If Hakyung weren’t there, he would have watched until the end, but he left the building without hesitation. Soon, the place where they had caused chaos crumbled, turning into a pile of rubble.

“Ah, father…?”

In the midst of the commotion, Hakyung regained consciousness. Cheonghyeon crouched in a corner where debris wouldn’t fall, pressing his son’s head against his chest to keep him secure.

“Shh, child. Don’t leave your father’s side and hold on tight.”

His almond-shaped eyes narrowed as he surveyed the situation through the dust storm. The tremor didn’t last long. More than that, he couldn’t move immediately, unsure of what might emerge through the dust shield.

“……!”

After a while, the dust that had billowed up began to settle.

Cheonghyeon’s previously calm eyes widened.

“Why is that…?”

It was rare for him to be unable to finish his sentence. Cheonghyeon, not hiding his surprise, moved swiftly. Once again, without any explanation, Hakyung let out a short scream.

Having approached their destination, Cheonghyeon called Hakyung.

“Child.”

“Yes, yes?”

“Here, your real mom and dad were here?”

“…What?”

At the unexpected words, Hakyung couldn’t immediately comprehend and questioned back. The content was shocking, but the context was completely cut off.

As if he couldn’t spare the time to repeat himself, the man turned Hakyung’s shoulders in the opposite direction.

“Look over there.”

“Ah….”

The place his fingertip pointed to.

There, a pit that hadn’t been there before was revealed. The blackened ground, turned to ashes. In a space barely large enough for two people, a man and a woman were embracing each other.

‘These people….’

My parents.