PLQYM | Chapter 20

If anyone still had some sanity, it was Heraith.

Before entering, he propped a cushion under Lucian’s waist and hips. Then he aligned his enormous penis with the exposed hole and opened a small bottle prepared by the head attendant, pouring its contents into Lucian’s clenched entrance.

Despite being wet, the tightness of the small hole was still quite challenging.

Heraith continued to ease the way with kisses, but his size was too large to enter easily.

Lucian had been shocked by its size the first time he saw it. With his hips raised, Lucian’s narrow opening was quivering and fluttering as if the earlier climax wasn’t enough.

Seeing this, not just Heraith’s mind but his enormous penis became more urgent.

Though it was Lucian who had ingested the mysterious drug, now even Heraith’s head felt dizzy as if intoxicated.

Heraith fondled his penis, now slick with lubricant, his fingers slippery from the mixture of lubricant and the fluid from Lucian’s penis. His fingers, which had gently encased the small, plump testicles, moved towards the much-desired spot.

As Heraith’s fingers touched the still clenched anus, Lucian shivered.

Feeling the foreignness, Lucian moaned and twisted his waist, but the desire-soaked fingers didn’t hesitate to rub the folds of the anus and slip inside.

The tightly closed area seemed to eagerly open up, letting Heraith taste the secret inner walls.

“What exactly did you take?”

Though it was unclear what Lucian had consumed, the drug’s effect was evidently powerful, as Lucian seemed to feel only strangeness, not pain, even though it was his first time.

Rather, each touch of Heraith’s fingers on the inner walls of the anus made Lucian feel an unbearable urgency.

“Ah… Your Majesty…”

Lucian’s nasal moan was so endearing that Heraith chuckled playfully.

“You’re so lewd to think this is your first time. Is one finger not enough? How have you endured all this while?”

Heraith, his eyes filled with lust, watched as his index finger was greedily swallowed by the small anus, which was increasingly blushing as red as Lucian’s fruit.

‘Indeed, this is why I couldn’t look away.’

The Emperor, feeling the anus pulling his finger in deeper, pushed in his middle and ring fingers together.

For a beginner, forcing three fingers might be excessive, but he was certain it would be alright.

Sure enough, Lucian arched his waist and swallowed it eagerly, his inner walls clenching around the moving fingers.

“No, no! Not there! Ahh, I don’t want this. Please, Your Majesty!”

For a moment, Lucian seemed to regain his senses as moans of refusal flowed out.

Heraith pulled the writhing waist closer, effectively blocking any resistance. Then, something touched the tip of his fingers deep within.

It was surprisingly deep.

It was a spot that ordinary people, much less Lucian himself, could never reach. Only Heraith, with his long fingers, could touch it.

“Ha, really now.”

Heraith clicked his tongue as if in admiration. It seemed as though Lucian’s body was made just for him.

“Is that… what… huh!”

Heraith’s fingers brushed a small bump hidden deep within Lucian’s inner walls, a spot so well concealed one might not know it existed, but Heraith’s persistent search had found it.

As Heraith touched it, Lucian’s body arched like a bow again, quickly reaching a peak of pleasure that surpassed all limits.

At the same time, Lucian’s inner walls clenched tightly around Heraith’s fingers, and white semen burst forth from the trembling tip of his penis.

The forcefully ejected semen splattered not only across Lucian’s abdomen and the Emperor’s chest but also his cheeks and chin.

Why had he only noticed such things at this moment?

Shocked by his own audacity, Lucian, his eyes wide open, tried to sit up, forgetting even the exhaustion from his climax.

“My, my mistake… to Your Majesty!”

Just then, his waist was sharply pulled, causing Lucian to fall back onto the bed.

Just as he felt the anus emptily gaping, a large, hot texture touched the slightly open entrance. The mere body heat at the end was enough to make him cringe.

Lucian, his face turning pale, struggled to pull away, but because his hips were propped up by a cushion, it was not easy. He twisted his waist from side to side, trying in vain to avoid Heraith’s enormous penis.

Lucian didn’t realize that all of this only fueled Heraith’s desire even more.

Watching the cute resistance, Heraith held the slender waist firmly to immobilize it and began to insert slowly and deliberately.

The glans, sticky with semen and lubricant, slowly forced its way through the delicate folds of the anus.

“Choke, hng!”

Though the well-lubricated opening reduced the pain of penetration, the pressure seemed to push his organs upward, tormenting Lucian.

All he could manage were hiccup-like noises. Even so, the anus that had swallowed the glans began to twitch little by little.

A blush spread across Lucian’s cheeks, tortured by the feeling of accepting Heraith for the first time.

“Truly a body with excellent sensitivity.”

Heraith couldn’t stop his admiration.

Even as he marveled at the innate skills Lucian himself might not have been aware of, Heraith felt a sudden surge of possessiveness.

“Your Majesty… ugh, don’t shake. Please…”

While whimpering, and even as his anus sucked in the man’s organ, Lucian didn’t forget to pout.

“Words and actions differ. I thought you were purely honorable, but your greed surpasses anyone’s. I mean the mouth down here.”

The thick glans that had entered him slid deeper in, followed by a shaft as formidable as the glans itself, and Lucian’s inner walls, as if celebrating, tightly coiled around it.

Unaware of what his own body was doing, Lucian just moaned in pain and shook his head.

“Stop, enough! It’s coming in too much, Your Majesty. It feels like I’m being torn apart…”

At those words, Heraith glanced at the spot where he was penetrating. Though it seemed tightly clenched, far from tearing, small clumps of flesh were vigorously pulling in his penis.

Amused by the sight, Heraith chuckled lowly and poured the remaining lubricant over his shaft and the resisting hole.

“Now that you’re well-lubricated, you should take it well. You haven’t even taken half yet.”

“Ahh… no. It’s too hot…!”

Being held by the legs, spread wide at the groin for penetration, was a first for Lucian. Actually, the whole act was a first.

Normally, Lucian couldn’t even imagine such a thing, but the drug’s effect allowed this deviation.

The masochistic situation of accepting it in such a forced posture brought an overwhelming pleasure that made him groan.

Seeing Lucian in this state brought a satisfied smile to Heraith’s lips.

He thrust his shaft deeply into the twitching hole that seemed eager to swallow him.

“…!”

Lucian let out a scream that barely formed into sound as he arched his waist.

The motion rubbed the sensitive spot inside him, and his inner walls tightly grasped Heraith’s enormous penis.

“Umm…!”

The piercing pleasure stirred Heraith’s mind. Despite being an Emperor who had everything, nothing had ever given him such pleasure. His remaining sanity snapped just like Lucian’s.

Unable to be satisfied with merely holding the legs apart, Heraith grasped Lucian’s waist madly and thrust wildly. Holding the slender waist tightly with both hands, he pounded relentlessly.

“What face will you make when you come to your senses? I look forward to your reaction.”

The rough thrusting made Lucian’s slender body shake uncontrollably. But below the waist, completely fixed, he could only receive the enormous organ that thrust in and out from the entrance to the vicinity of his navel.

Lost to pleasure long ago, Lucian could not respond, only letting out labored breaths and moans as he shook.

Inside Heraith, a terrifying possessiveness surged.

“Ah! Agh! …Ah, ah!”

Lucian could barely make a sound with each forceful thrust.

The cushion supporting his buttocks slipped away, so Heraith lifted Lucian’s waist and propped up his knees. With the lower half completely raised, Lucian could see the dark red and enormous shaft locked between his legs, but he was unable to speak.

Tears blurred his vision as he caught the last glimpse of Heraith’s face, hungering for him like a ravenous beast, before he passed out.

‘I must have that expression too.’

It was undoubtedly a face filled with desire and pleasure.