Chapter 35

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cw: nsfw, dubcon, potentially offensive scene regarding the shiva tattoo. feel free to skip if uncomfortable, nothing substantial happens

Make me feel good?

I didn’t understand the meaning immediately. What I could tell for sure was that his voice contained ‘pleasure’. And that an eerie energy spread within me. The chest pressed against the glass seemed to have transferred the cold energy. However, the reason that the coolness did not disappear immediately was because of the presence on the back. Thanks to the upper body pressed to the point where I could hardly breathe, I had not yet been able to grasp my situation in detail.

Unlike the upper body that was pressed by him, I did not realize that the lower body was not pushed by the glass thanks to the arms that wrapped around the waist because it was difficult to properly make the face that was pressed in the window unsightly right now. I tried to twist my body by forcing myself to reach out and push out glass, but I was no match for the power of a bigger person than me. But even if there was no hope, I would still struggle to get out. I couldn’t do that because of my breath. He bowed his head toward the face I turned. Just above the temple, a murmur was heard from a distance where the movement of the lips could be vividly touched.

“You know? That in the heart of a person, everything is a vital point?”

Then he loosened the little force that he had been pushing. Naturally, I didn’t miss the chance and pushed the glass by hand. However, that was it. The hand was still stiff.

Swish.

The fingers that wrapped around my neck stopped under my chin. Then the thumb and middle finger pressed two places on my neck and I stopped like a switched-off doll. As if to indicate where the vital point was, his hand, which touched the precise points, made a chill run down my spine. Because it was so natural. He grasped the opponent’s neck with one hand and tightened his breath without hesitation like he was used to it.

What the hell is this guy? I wanted to shout out loud and ask, but all I did was take a shallow breath. The other hand that had wrapped around my waist came up under my chest as I stopped rebelling for a moment. Perhaps he liked my silence, he opened his mouth in a position where he could still touch my skin.

“You know this place too.”

His hand stopped at the place under my chest and gently pressed against my skin. Then, slowly sweeping it down, his hand moved up to the navel. I felt the heat of his hard hands touching my bare skin over the thin T-shirt. The tips of the fingers that stopped over the hollowed out navel rubbed the indented part in a gentle circular motion over the clothes.

“You know this place too, right?”

As if to confirm, the finger that had been circling around pressed down where he entered. Then he whispered almost inaudibly.

“But it could be the other way around.”

His fingers began to move slowly, like a damp voice. Slow enough to tickle like a snail crawling. A strange tickling spread through my strangely tense stomach as he stalked long enough to get used to the act. Maybe it was because I got used to the heavy, large body attached to my back.

No, maybe it was because he stopped talking and I got used to the low breath on my skin. Suddenly, the sound of my rapid breathing, ringing in my ear like a drum, became similar to that of him. He made me accept his existence like that for a long time, as if trying to calm me down. So his pressing hand was released from my neck, but instead of struggling to escape as before, I opened my mouth quietly.

“Fuck, you… what are you doing?”

The strength pressing the vital points disappeared, but a large hand was still clasping my neck. Instead of answering, he tightened his arms around my neck and waist, pulling me closer to him. Suddenly, strength entered my hand, which was still against the glass. As I tried to twist my body with tension, his useless lesson on vital points continued.

“Still, this is probably the weakest.”

A languid voice pierced my ears, but my nerves were focused on my pants. His hand grabbed my genitals without warning. A goosebumps different from before suddenly spread through my body as if I had been hit by cold water.

“I asked, what are you doing?”

I muttered through gritted teeth, tightening my arms and trying to get away from him. But like a master pulling the reins of a horse, he grabbed my neck again.

“Ugh… let go…”

“What are you doing? I told you I’d make you feel good.”

Now this…? A terrifying question flowed from within. However, it was a question that could not be answered anyway, even if it was not for the hand that was tightening my breath.

Tap, ziip~

With one hand, the buttons and zippers of my trousers were slowly unbuttoned and opened wide. The tightness of the clothes that suddenly became loose gave the skin goosebumps. Perhaps it was because I was instinctively anticipating the next situation. He grabbed my penis over the thin underwear. The already shallow breathing stopped, but this resulted in me focusing more on his hands.

He was moving his hands slowly. His open fingertips rubbed over my underwear, following the shape of the genitals as if painting over it. He moved really slowly, as if calming me down like a while ago, and soothing me again. On the contrary, my body hardened with tension. Then his lips moved to my ear and bit it.

“How long has it been?”

The whispering voice came in through the ear canal with damp heat.

“It’s been a while since you’ve been served by someone else’s hands, hasn’t it?”

The hand that had only been gently rubbing my genitals with the words suddenly went lower and grabbed my testicles.

“Urgh.”

Without realizing it, I closed my eyes and lowered my head. Suddenly, the hand that was holding my neck fell off, but I didn’t realize it. The only things that filled my nerves were his hands painfully stimulating my bottom, and his warm whispers.

“Ah, didn’t you do it yourself a long time ago?”

“Don’t… ugh.”

The defiance that was about to come out was blocked by a moan in my throat and disappeared. I don’t know why, but his stimulation was making my bottom gather heat. Until my thing got hard, his hand quickly rubbed the round end with a fingernail on top of my underwear. In an instant, a piercing, weak electricity spread through my abdomen. The guy behind my back felt my body react, so he buried his wet lips in my ear. Then, after deliberately scratching the tip with his fingernail one more time, he asked again.

“Tell me. What did you do when you did it alone?”

Damn it, stop talking nonsense…

“Do you rub on your underwear initially like now?”

His question caught my nerves like a spell, even though I was trying not to listen and ignore it. His hand, painful but at the same time stimulating to numbness, penetrated the voice even deeper.

“Don’t you feel good when you massage your testicles once? Like this.”

The hand that was touching the genitals naturally went down and rolled the soft pockets underneath like a marble. In an instant, one of my knees almost buckled. The inner me was warning that if I didn’t rebel and push him away, I would be dominated by the sense of blood gathering below, but his whispering voice interrupted it.

“I can feel your penis getting hotter even through the underwear. You notice it too, right? The heat that felt like burning your hand when you grabbed it and shook it.”

It was as if he had cast magic on me, and his voice really reminded me of that feeling. I remember sitting in my room alone a long time ago, holding my hand and shaking it. The genitals were getting hotter and harder. Even the suffocating pleasure it gives. As soon as I thought about it, the thing below inflated more in size. His hand, which was still rubbing only on my underwear, was burning, and my waist trembled on its own. In an instant, a laugh mixed with praise was heard in my ear.

“Yeah, that’s it. Is your lower abdomen starting to itch and tingle? Remember it. The excitement of grasping a hard penis with your hands. Hm? Hands clasping your excited genitals.”

Gulp. I subconsciously swallowed dryly, but in my head there was nothing but the memory of faithfully carrying out what he said. How to get rid of the empty feeling right now. That’s right, the hand that grabbed the genitals directly. What was needed was that. A suffocating movement that shook me a little harder and faster. With regret, I twisted my waist with strength in my lower abdomen. Then suddenly a really strong hand grabbed my genitals when I felt a cool sensation underneath.

“… Ugh.”

Without realizing that my underwear had come off, I was distracted by the hand that grabbed my thing and began to rub it hard.

“Haa, haa…”

I began to gasp through my open mouth, placing my head on the arm that was resting against the glass. I felt like I was going crazy. It was a body that already knew very well how to masturbate by sweeping the genitals with my own hands, but now it was different. It felt as if my lower back would melt as the other person was clenching so strongly that it hurt and shook it quickly. I easily collapsed into his hands like a fool from the stimulation I had been receiving in such a long time that I can’t even remember.

“Haa, ha-… haa, haa… ugh…”

I exhaled more and more harshly, and then the breath that was filled with the downward stimulus stopped and repeated. I couldn’t breathe properly and I closed my eyes tighter, but I heard a whisper again.

“Shake your waist, hm? Is it enough yet? You are dripping. Don’t you want to release quickly?”

The head, which could no longer think anymore, took his words as they were. My body, wanting to feel the pleasure of ejaculation, followed his words and moved my trembling waist. But I couldn’t move freely because he was so close behind me. So my movements were nothing but rubbing my ass against the body I touched. But with a head full of thoughts of wanting to ejaculate quickly, I couldn’t understand how I was moving.

All my nerves were focused on the feeling of ejaculation that was about to arrive soon in line with the accelerating hand. So I didn’t even know that the other hand holding my waist pulled me and my ass slipped out. Anyway, it was better like this. Because it was easier to move the back. As the body continued to rub against the hard wall behind it, it moved.

Haa, haa, soon…

Not noticing the guy’s hot erection with my wriggling ass, I took a deep breath and spit out the stuff that had risen.

“Gasp!”

With my eyes still closed, I took in a deep breath and poured semen several times from my convulsive lower body. It burst out like an explosion and first announced its existence with a sour smell.

It’s a smell I hadn’t smelled in a long time so it was unfamiliar. It wasn’t that I decided to lead a celibate life, but it was clear that there was no room for masturbation due the arduous daily life with only three or four hours of sleep.

It had been so long since I had tasted the pleasure of ejaculation that my legs were shaking. If I hadn’t leaned on the glass with both arms, I might have collapsed on the spot. No, I wouldn’t have collapsed thanks to the hand holding my waist anyway. But the hand was moving slowly. At some point, I realized that my posture was half-bent. And a small noise awakened my hazy mind.

Click.

The sound of a belt loosening. Then, as I heard the zipper go down, I came to my senses. But by the time I was surprised, it was already too late. His hand shoved my back as I tried to raise my upper body.

Thud!

Urgh!

As I banged my shoulder against the window hard enough to make a loud noise, an exclamation came from within. Besides, the hand that pressed on my lower back made me slam my face into the glass again. I couldn’t get up and push his hand no matter where or how I grabbed it. Then, as if reading my curiosity, I heard his low voice.

“I forgot to tell you. I learned martial arts a little bit. Thanks to that, I’m good at countering people. It’s my specialty to hold down the opponent so they can’t move.”

Contrary to the slow explanation, when I realized that the lower part of my bent waist was exposed to the cool air, my mind went blank. Wait, this jerk… Realizing the reality, I took a deep breath. However, the guy who took my semen-stained hand to him could only hear the sound of rubbing it for a moment as if he were applying it somewhere. While I remained in the position with my back pushed and waist bent. I could feel his gaze on my bare lower body as if appreciating it.

“Shit, you…”

“Triambakam.”

What? There was no time to be surprised by the sudden strange words that appeared as if it were a spell, and something touched my lower back.

“Do you know what this is?”

“Don’t talk nonsense and get your hands off me, bastard.”

Maybe it was because I cursed in an unsightly posture, it didn’t sound like a threat at all, but he paid no heed. Instead, he rubbed a part of my back, under the waist, to the side. I realized by the next guy’s words that that was where I had gotten the tattoo.

“The God of Destruction.”

My tongue stiffened and no words came out. Then he said something, but the head, realizing he kept rubbing the tattooed area, couldn’t come up with any more swear words. The scorching heat that touched my skin was his genitals. He was rubbing his erect penis over my body.

“The god has three eyes, and the middle one is always closed. It is said that when those eyes are opened, the end of the world will come. By the way…”

The tip of his penis stopped in the middle of the tattoo. On top of a tattoo in the shape of a clearly floating eye.

“You don’t know how much I missed these eyes.”

As he whispered, the warmth of his waist slid down as it was. It was a slight movement, but cold goosebumps were welling up inside me. The guy’s penis tucked between my buttocks was slippery. When I realized that it was my semen, my mouth opened automatically.

“Fuck… what the hell are you doing?”

“I told you. I will make you feel good.”

What? Are you kidding me? As I twisted in anger, his hand, which was blocking my back, pushed me so hard that it hurt. Now I was angry at myself for being stupid. However, the guy’s next words were so ridiculous that I couldn’t even feel my anger.

“I’m paying the price you want, so be obedient.”

He murmured indifferently, grabbing my waist with his other hand and pulling it closer to him. And he lifted my hips high to match his height. I had to be on my toes, but I couldn’t move my pressed upper body, so the first thing to do was to balance. Meanwhile, the guy’s thing sitting between my hip bones started to move slowly. It was only then that I noticed that his breathing was getting a little faster.

“Isn’t it nice? I’ve endured it to the point of making it so thick.”

Then he moved the hand that was holding my waist and wrapped it in front of me, grabbing me.

“Ugh!”

After a brief moan from the sudden pain, I heard a small laugh behind his back.

“Don’t be afraid. I will make you feel good again.”

The guy added, pushing the thick column painfully into the perineum between his buttocks.

“I, too, endure at this level. So squeeze your thighs tight. And.”

My mind went blank as the hand that had wretchedly grabbed my genitals pressed hard against the testicles underneath. It was a pain at first, and as I began to lose vitality, he slyly moved his hand and started shaking my thing again, moving his hands artfully between my knees. So I didn’t properly hear the guy who rubbed my ass excitedly. Because the penis hardened again, I followed his orders.

“Shake your ass like you did just now.”