“……What?”
Yi-an was startled and met the man’s gaze.
“You went with your breasts earlier, did you not.”
“That, that is… … .”
It was a first for him as well. It was also a topic he had put off thinking deeply about because of the overwhelming flood of events that made it impossible to regain his composure.
“It’s just dumbfounding to think about it. How much must you have used your pussy for milk to come out of a man?”
“I-I’ve never used it…….”
The front of his jacket had been open all this time. Feeling the man’s gaze, Yi-an buttoned the jacket with trembling hands. In his haste, he fastened the rest with the second button still in the first buttonhole. He only realized this when he tried to fasten the last button, forcing Yi-an to repeat the process of unbuttoning and fastening every single button again.
He fastened the front tightly, but it was still too loose for Yi-an. His upper body, which exposed everything from his collarbone to his sternum, could not be hidden, nor could the nipples the man had mentioned. Because the bumps had been stimulated all day and had even leaked fluid, they had lost their natural color, with blood pooled to the point where they were nearly crimson.
It felt as if every nerve was focused solely on his nipples. His nipples kept getting chafed by the jacket that Yi-an was pulling straight back to the center, as it was constantly tilting to one side. Then, adjusting the angle, he managed to barely cover both nipples. Only then did he catch his breath, and his eyes met those of the man staring intently at him.
“S-should I take it off?”
It suddenly occurred to him that he had touched his jacket without his permission. His appearance hadn’t mattered at all. The somewhat belated realization made Yi-an anxious.
“Why? Are you going to offer your breasts again?”
“It felt good to suck, though,” the man muttered, acting as if he were about to settle into position. Yi-an gasped for breath and shook his head.
“Ah, no… no… No! I, I didn’t mean that, didn’t mean….”
As if daring him to say more, the man smirked and turned toward Yi-an. As he looked up at him with his sharp chin tilted at an angle while still kneeling, Yi-an turned pale and hurriedly waved his hand.
“Ha, I will! I will… but… I just wasn’t sure… that’s why. I’ll do my best.”
“What?”
“Umm… offering my breasts….”
It was a voice full of the scent of milk for a baby, completely unsuited to the utterly filthy words. The sense of disconnect from that turned him on again. The man watched Yi-an tremble like a mouse before a cat for a moment, then stretched out his muscular forearm and wrapped it around his waist.
“I told you it”s fine as long as it tastes good, even if it’s a used pussy… but look at the way you’re acting, fuck.”
Yi-an was wrapped snugly in the arms of the man, who was still hulking even while crouching.
“Heung!”
The man wrapped his arms around Yi-an’s lower back and stuck out his tongue without hesitation. As his grip tightened on the spine, Yi-an’s chest naturally dropped downward. His plump and full breasts swayed down, falling out of the jacket, resembling the shape of small plums turned upside down.
A widely spread tongue lightly covered the nipple. At that, Yi-an’s waist twitched as if electrocuted. As the nipple was trapped in a mouth filled with moist air, the already swollen bump swelled even further. The tip of the nipple, which had barely softened, hardened again, sending a tingling sensation through his spine.
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