RVN Ch 14

 

Crack, crack—the sound of bones twisting and contorting echoed incessantly. Even through his blurred vision, he could make out something gradually growing larger. A small child had suddenly grown into a full-grown man.

 

It was an absurd sight. How could someone’s voice and body grow into adulthood in an instant? Was he hallucinating due to being on the verge of losing control? Or was this all just a dream?

 

Renault’s face turned pale as he widened his eyes, desperate to see clearly what was happening. But his vision remained hazy, leaving him frustrated and anxious.

 

“I didn’t plan on devouring this little kid, but here we are. Damn, this feels wrong. But now that I see him, he’s grown up so nicely—might even taste good. Ugh, still feels kinda messed up, though…”

 

The man muttered to himself in a deep, resonant voice. Renault couldn’t make sense of the nonsense he was spouting. Who was this little kid he was talking about? Surely he couldn’t be referring to Renault, who was 24 years old?

 

Even as his consciousness flickered in and out, Renault was utterly baffled. His mind was foggy, his body battered, and he couldn’t even muster a retort. The injustice of the situation burned inside him.

 

As Renault swallowed his frustration, his blood-soaked pants were torn off with a rip. The cool night air brushed against his bare skin, and the unfamiliar sensation made him shudder, letting out a faint whimper.

 

The man paid no attention to Renault’s distress. He grabbed Renault’s limp legs, spread them apart, and began rubbing his hot, swollen flesh against Renault’s entrance.

 

“I don’t have the patience to loosen you up properly. It’ll tear at first, but it’ll heal as I push in. Just bear with it, okay?”

 

The man spoke with a laugh in his voice.

 

“Haah, don’t… do this…”

 

Renault’s weak protest was cut off as the man’s long tongue swiped across his parched lips. The man licked Renault’s lips like a dog, then grinned.

 

“Don’t tell me to stop when you’re already half-dead.”

 

Renault had never experienced guiding sex before. He hated the idea of using guiding as an excuse for sexual contact. He disliked the thought of being intimate with someone he didn’t care for, and the idea of being with a man disgusted him even more.

 

But now, this man—whose face he couldn’t even see—was forcing his legs apart and shoving his cock inside him. The sensation was horrifying. Blood boiled in his throat. Even in his near-death state, the urge to escape was overwhelming.

 

“Hng, ugh, ugh—!”

 

Renault’s body twisted weakly as he let out a sob. The man, who had been pushing his cock deeper, exhaled sharply.

 

“It’s so tight I can’t even get in. How am I supposed to guide you like this?”

 

Annoyed, the man paused for a moment and looked down at Renault’s spread legs. The entrance, barely stretched around the tip of his cock, was already wide open, but it was nowhere near ready to take the monstrous length fully.

 

The man pursed his lips and spat a glob of saliva. The thick drool dripped onto the stretched hole, coating it in a slick, sticky layer. The cool, slimy sensation made Renault shudder, a mix of revulsion and discomfort washing over him.

 

“Relax.” 

 

The man commanded shortly. At the same time, he thrust his cock in with a thud. The brutal, merciless motion made Renault’s vision flash white.

 

“Baby—no, fuck. Calling you that makes you seem even more like a kid, and it’s grossing me out.”

 

“Hng, ugh—!”

 

“Darling, you need to stay awake, okay? I’m about to start the real guiding, so you need to stay focused and take it well. That way, when I come back for you later…”

 

The man rambled on, but Renault couldn’t hear him. The sensation of being filled to the brim made him forget how to breathe. It felt like his body was being split in two. He stiffened, trembling uncontrollably, and the man chuckled, hooking one of Renault’s legs over his shoulder.

 

“Enjoy it. The more greedily you take it, the better.”

 

Thud, thud, thud—the man’s thrusts were relentless from the start. The monstrously large cock forced its way into the tight hole, carving a path through the unyielding walls. The pain was excruciating, made worse by the fact that this was his first time and there had been no preparation. The raw, tearing sensation was unbearable.

 

Damn it, you bastard.

 

Renault gritted his teeth, cursing the man in his mind, swearing he’d kill him if he got the chance. Where was the guiding in all this? It was pure torture. If he ever got the chance, he’d make sure this bastard suffered before he died. His unfocused eyes glared at the man with murderous intent.

 

“Huh-.”

 

A strange sound escaped through his parted lips. He didn’t even realize it was his own. Renault stared blankly at the man whose figure was blurred. There had been a tingling sensation, but… the moment he tried to recall it, Renault let out a sharp moan and curled up.

 

“Ha, haa, ugh, f*ck…, what is this…….”

 

An intense sensation surged.

 

It was so bizarre that his mind went numb. A thrilling current and pleasure swept over him simultaneously, like free-falling from a great height.

 

His limbs trembled from the dizzying sensation of a massive energy instantly filling the empty core of his power. It wasn’t just a surge—the source, which had been tangled and crushed for so long, was finally unraveling and taking shape. An overwhelming, electrifying sensation filled his entire body.

 

Perhaps because of the rising energy, every nerve in his body was on edge. The pleasure radiating from the walls gripping the thick cock was indescribable. The ecstasy he felt now was terrifyingly intense, unlike anything he had ever experienced in any previous sexual encounter.

 

His fingertips tingled. His lower back kept twitching. Like he was on drugs, every nerve and sensation in his body swelled, reacting uncontrollably to the stimulation he was receiving.

 

“You like it? Ha, I can tell just by looking at your face, huh? You like it? You like it so much you could die? F*ck, why does your face look so obscene? Haha, I’m really going crazy.”

 

Thud, thud—the man relentlessly thrust his cock, growling. Whatever nonsense he was spouting, Renault couldn’t hear it anymore. His body felt like it was melting. Everywhere the large cock filled him, a dizzying ecstasy spread.

 

Unable to control his body, which was convulsing in pleasure, Renault sobbed. He was the one going insane. It felt like his mind was about to snap.

 

“Ah, hng, yes, there…, harder…….”

 

Unintelligible words spilled from his parted lips. Drool dripped down. The man cursed. Then, as if intoxicated by the pleasure, he hooked Renault’s legs over his shoulders and bent his waist.

 

Crushed under the man’s solid chest, Renault’s breath hitched. In that position, the man began thrusting his cock into Renault’s ass from above, as if stamping down on him. Renault’s sobs grew louder.

 

“You’ve been trying to devour me from the start, huh? I told you to eat greedily, and you really went at it like a crazy bitch. You’re so fucking pretty, aren’t you? Look at me more. Hang onto me. Beg for more. I’ll feed you as much as you want.”

 

“Ngh, ah, yes, haa, more…….”

 

“I thought I’d go easy on you since you’re a kid, but haha, what is this? Where else can you find such a filthy little b*tch? I didn’t need to hold back at all, right?”

 

He was desperate to take in even a fraction more of the storm-like energy the man was pouring into him. It was the first time the power he had always lacked was being filled so abundantly. He didn’t want to let go of this overwhelming, euphoric sensation.

 

How could something like this exist? How could it feel this good?

 

Even the wounds on his body were healing at a visible rate. Guiding sex didn’t heal physical wounds—it only maximized the effects of guiding through contact. To heal physical injuries instantly, you needed the abilities of a healing-type esper.

 

But now, this man wasn’t just guiding—he was healing Renault’s severe wounds. It was unbelievable. Renault looked up at the man, who was ravaging his body, with gradually clearing eyes.

 

The man had black eyebrows, deep-set eyes, a prominent nose, sea-like blue irises, and sculpted, full lips that looked irresistibly tempting. He looked like someone you’d want to devour whole.

 

Moreover, his pale skin contrasted sharply with his black hair, his broad yet firm shoulders, and his slim, inverted triangle waist—everything about him was captivating. Even as a man, Renault couldn’t deny how obscenely attractive he was.

 

“Who… are you?”

 

Renault, lost in lust and swaying uncontrollably, blinked. The man slowly raised his head and met Renault’s gaze. His icy blue eyes glowed with a terrifying greed.

 

“Your guide.”

 

Haa—Renault let out a long, languid sigh at his answer.

 

If this is what having a guide is like, can I roll around like this every day? Can I have sex like this every day, where my power overflows and my mind goes blank? It must be a dream. I’ve never experienced such luxury in my life. It had to be a dream. A damn good dream.