Don’t Mess with the Puppy!

"Ha, huu...."
Before Chi-young’s eyes was a white tail futilely wrapped around Hee-sung’s crotch. The tail barely covered the testicles, making the sight feel unusually lewd.

Fixing his gaze there, Yoon Chi-young smiled as if witnessing a light tantrum. Then, pressing down on the prone Hee-sung’s back, he settled himself onto the hips. His movements were quick, uncharacteristic of his build.
"Puppies always get shy at moments like this."
"Y-you crazy bastard...."

Hee-sung weakly twitched his waist at the rough sensation of the bulging member pressing against his own buttocks. Yoon Chi-young was already rubbing his cock between Hee-sung’s cheeks as if it was already inserted. Trying to fit something that big — Yoon Chi-young really had no conscience.
Climbing onto Hee-sung, Chi-young stripped off his clothes. The thick winter clothes dropped with soft thuds, and he even took off his pants, revealing bare flesh pressing against his thighs. Hee-sung shuddered at the sight of that muscular body, so different from his own.
No matter how much Hee-sung tried to recoil, Yoon Chi-young showed no patience to soothe him. He massaged the small cheeks of Hee-sung’s ass, spreading them while muttering lowly,

"Puppy’s ass is really small...."
"S-shut up...."
Hee-sung hated those words. In any case, he hated being told he was small. Annoyed, he flicked his white tail sharply, which lightly tickled Chi-young’s firm abdomen.

When Hee-sung struggled again to break free with his legs, Yoon Chi-young did something insane.
"Huh, ah...!"
Chi-young bit his ass with a nasty habit. His hot, moist tongue lazily licked the small hole.

It was an unfamiliar, strange sensation. Weird yet electric, Hee-sung tried crawling up the bed, but his thighs were held tight and the tongue dug in deeper. Then, Yoon Chi-young gently caressed Hee-sung’s half-erect cock repeatedly.
"S-stop. This is weird...."
This was a first-time reaction. Hee-sung’s legs kept losing strength, and his white tail stood stiff, trembling uncontrollably. He kept pulling his tongue out like a dog, panting.

Hee-sung did have sexual desire. On the contrary, being in a vigorous age, he had plenty. But he was used to hiding it and handling things alone, so receiving such caresses from someone else was strange.
"Ah, huu, hu...."
It felt more subtle and good than expected.

Every time Yoon Chi-young’s tongue touched the hole, Hee-sung wanted to feel that sharp tingling sensation a bit more. He wished his hands would touch his cock harder. He didn’t know it would feel so good for a permitted partner to caress him.
Gradually, Hee-sung’s body went limp and completely collapsed on the bed. Then Yoon Chi-young let go of his cock. Feeling disappointed, Hee-sung rubbed his cock alone against the blanket. The white tail, unlike before, stood straight up, exposing the pink-hot hole.
At the sight, Yoon Chi-young spoke without being asked,
"Yeah, now do you want me to put it in?"

"W-wait, wai..."
Startled, Hee-sung pulled back his waist. But Yoon Chi-young grabbed his waist firmly with both hands. Unable to resist, he started putting his weight down while pressing the tip against the tight hole.
"Ugh, ah! It hurts, stop....!"

When the tip was halfway in, Hee-sung struggled. It was a size that absolutely wouldn’t fit. Moreover, even the base was already a little swollen, increasing his fear.
But the more panicked Hee-sung twisted his waist, the more Yoon Chi-young’s cock was stimulated.
Unable to bear it anymore, he slammed his cock in all at once.

"Aaah! Huut, huu...."
"Haah... Gyeon Hee-sung."
Hee-sung trembled violently and groaned like a scream. Yoon Chi-young, who thrust his cock deep, also closed his eyes, momentarily frozen.

"Ah, aa, huuuk...."
Hee-sung shivered, thinly drooling saliva. His dry belly outlined the cock stuffed tight inside. Yoon Chi-young’s cock hit an internal peak all at once.
It felt like electrodes were conducting right before ejaculation. Flooding with wetness, Hee-sung trembled, hugging the blanket curled up. Over him, Yoon Chi-young sighed deeply.

"Ha... Look how tight it is."
Despite hearing such perverted words, Hee-sung couldn’t retort. He just wanted to tell him not to move the cock buried inside and ask why it got bigger. The sounds escaping his mouth were only moans and a few words of reaction.
Soon, Yoon Chi-young wrapped around Hee-sung’s dry back and lay down on top.

Right before Chi-young’s nose, white puppy ears fluttered. The fine hair stood on end with tension, and the ears twitched cutely with every thrust. Yoon Chi-young smiled low and bit the ears gently so they wouldn’t hurt.
"Jagi, you really taste good...."
"D-don’t press... huu, uhng....!"

"How did you manage to hold back this long?"
With every word, Yoon Chi-young thrust hard into Hee-sung. His whole body shook as Hee-sung’s climax was ruthlessly pressed. Thin saliva dripped from Hee-sung’s jaw amid his scream-like moans.
The tingling pleasure in his lower abdomen that he never felt when masturbating with his hand appeared. Even the pain felt like sensation. Thin saliva dripped from his mouth, mixed with a rumbling moan. The beast wasn’t Yoon Chi-young — it was himself. The white tail panted, pounding Yoon Chi-young’s lower abdomen, revealing the feelings of love he tried to hide.

Yoon Chi-young laughed like he was going mad and began slamming his cock down hard.
"Ugh, ha! Too, hard... heh!"
Hee-sung could never understand what the beast behind him was thinking. Sometimes it felt like he was being held kindly, but then the cock slammed in at a right angle and it felt like death. His lower abdomen burned hotter than ever, and even the strange moans he made were unfamiliar. His head felt weird.

Still, even then, Hee-sung wished Yoon Chi-young would keep thrusting harder. In response to that wish, Chi-young’s pounding grew faster and faster.
"Ah, Gyeon Hee-sung...."
Yoon Chi-young covered Hee-sung’s crown as if pressing down on it.

It was to hold him firmly so he couldn’t be pushed away. Chi-young made Hee-sung endure the pounding fully inside like a beast. He slammed straight in at right angles and pressed the hole from different directions.
The unbearable sensation made Hee-sung whimper in resentment as if crying.
"Huut! Ah...! It hurts, damn bastard...."

"Haa... What?"
Hearing the curse, Yoon Chi-young let out a dark laugh. Even without meeting eyes, Hee-sung recalled his crazed gray eyes. Surely even now, those eyes were looking down at him.
Raising his upper body, Yoon Chi-young spoke in a rough voice.

"Then shall we really do it like a dog?"
"N-no, don’t go in...!"
Yoon Chi-young lifted one of Hee-sung’s legs sideways like a dog. Then, placing one foot on the bed, he started pounding his cock in hard.

Thud, the sound of flesh slapping was louder than before. Their testicles hit each other distinctly in this position. Every time the slick testicles pressed tightly, Hee-sung let out a hoarse moan he’d never made before.
"Ha, Gyeon Hee-sung... I like it so much."
"Hng, huuht. Haah, ah."

"I don’t want to bite... I just want to thrust harder."
In a drunk voice, Yoon Chi-young slammed up quickly.
Overwhelmed by the new intense pleasure, Hee-sung shed tears. The unbearable heat rushed to his lower abdomen. Every time his stiff lower belly slammed against the elastic buttocks, they shook with a springy bounce. Despite the shameful position, every thrust from Yoon Chi-young made his yearning thirst grow.

He couldn’t endure any longer. Teetering on the edge of climax, Hee-sung erupted in ejaculation.
"Y-yeah, sto, ah, ahk...!"
While Hee-sung was ejaculating, Yoon Chi-young didn’t stop pounding. His muscular thighs kept slapping Hee-sung’s thighs hard. Hee-sung kept trying to crawl forward, so Yoon Chi-young grabbed both his wrists behind his back and held him down. The bed ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) shook with a creak, piercing their ears.

"Huu, haa...."
Exhausted from the pounding throughout ejaculation, Hee-sung weakly lowered his head.
His pupils glazed white, thin saliva dripped from his dry chin. He saw the marks of his own ejaculation as he was being fucked like a dog lying face down.

Hee-sung didn’t feel shame but trembled slightly from the lingering sensation in his body. In his head, there was only the thought that he didn’t want to be apart from Chi-young like this.
That instinct seemed to be shared by Yoon Chi-young as well.
"Gyeon Hee-sung...."

"Huu, kkuhk...."
"Let’s not use a condom."
Yoon Chi-young laughed low. The hands firmly gripping his waist pressed with irresistible force. The unusual tension made Hee-sung’s pupils widen.

"A-ah, no."
"Why?"
Hee-sung stammered, but Chi-young didn’t listen. Instead, cutting him off, he thrust hard once again. Hee-sung’s body shook violently from the recoil and trembled. The aftershocks of ejaculation hadn’t even faded, and the cock stirred inside sharply.

Yoon Chi-young pulled out, turned Hee-sung over, and laid him on his back.
He spread Hee-sung’s pale thighs lying against the ceiling. Sliding in once more, Chi-young thrust slowly, rocking his hips. Below, Hee-sung’s limp body swayed elastically.
"Huu, stop... No, I c-can’t."

"Let’s do it."
Hee-sung shook his head weakly, clutching Chi-young’s firm waist as if trying to push him away.
But Yoon Chi-young already seemed out of his mind.

His handsome face’s smile deepened into a sinking expression. He just stared down at Hee-sung with his drunken gray eyes. His toned muscles bulged as he fucked, crushing Hee-sung.
The speed gradually increased until Hee-sung couldn’t answer. No matter how much he shook his head, the wet slapping sounds of flesh grew faster. Hee-sung’s head dangerously tilted back. A sharp pleasure spread tightly, as if his spine was breaking into pieces.
At the brutal end, Yoon Chi-young’s climax came as Hee-sung’s head was pushed all the way to the bed’s headboard.

"Hhuup, heh, sto...!"
"Ugh, haa...."
Exhaling a long breath, Yoon Chi-young pressed down hard on the junction like he was about to bury his balls. His harsh breathing turned into a growl like a beast’s.

"Ah, haak, no...."
Hee-sung’s thighs trembled as he started panting. The cock, filled tightly inside, was growing bigger.
The thick tip hardened further, and the veins circling the shaft and the base below swelled. The cock was firmly fixed inside Hee-sung’s walls. Yoon Chi-young trembled like a snarling wolf, gritting his teeth.

"Haah...."
"Hhuup, hng, if it gets bigger here...."
The overwhelming pleasure made Hee-sung sob and whimper softly.

It felt like the cock was shoved all the way to his balls. The cock was fixed inside so firmly the lower abdomen bulged. Hee-sung scratched sharply at Yoon Chi-young’s chest. The sensation of endless pleasure swelling inside him felt like it would never fade.
Above, Yoon Chi-young twisted his swollen cock like a sated wolf.
"I feel like my cock’s gonna melt... Should we just keep going like this?"

"Do it, do it... ugh, ah...!"
From Hee-sung’s cock, which barely pleaded, spurts of cum flew again. Trembling from the orgasm, Hee-sung held onto Yoon Chi-young’s arm.
"Does it hurt a lot?"

Maybe somewhat back to his senses, or trying to make amends, Yoon Chi-young rested his arm beside Hee-sung’s head. He kissed the messy corner of Hee-sung’s eyes and gently stroked the puppy ears. But Hee-sung spoke in a barely audible, exhausted voice, unable to open his eyes.
"Take it out, t-take it out quickly...."
"I don’t think I can...."

Yoon Chi-young smiled slyly and pulled his hips back. Hee-sung’s body was drawn along. This time, Hee-sung rested his forehead firmly against Yoon Chi-young’s shoulder and sobbed.
"Then, stay still. Huuuk. You bad bastard...."
Though he heard Yoon Chi-young’s soft laugh, Hee-sung couldn’t utter a single reproach. His consciousness was fragile as a candle flame in the wind under unbearable pleasure.

Hee-sung lost consciousness after a deep kiss with Yoon Chi-young. But that night’s memory was not the last.
Looking down, he turned his head slightly to check the soft thing.
It was a black wolf that had wrapped Hee-sung’s body tightly.

“Eww!”

Hee-sung gasped in shock and got out of bed. He barely covered his white naked body with the robe that had fallen to the floor.
He backed away without showing his back. He couldn’t show his back to the wolf. If he showed any opening, he could be hunted. Hee-sung was tense and checked Yoon Chi-young’s condition first.
“Yu, Yoon Chi-young…?”

The wolf just stared at Hee-sung while lying face down on the bed. He just stared at Hee-sung with a calm and elegant appearance. Unlike last time, he didn’t rush at him without thinking, and his gray eyes sparkled with his forelegs crossed in an X shape. The glossy black fur on his body looked very stylish.

Furthermore, when their eyes met, the wolf intentionally swung its tail. Hee-sung’s eyes widened in surprise. “Are you in your right mind…?”

The wolf laughed at the question. It seemed as if Heeseong’s fingers were revealing fangs that threatened the other person, but Yoon Chi-young’s usual vampire-like smile overlapped on his face. The wolf was in his right mind, not in a real pheromone shock.
Heeseong swallowed hard in nervousness and approached the wolf step by step. Until then, the wolf had lowered its gaze and waited quietly, lying face down. That alone was a sign that it welcomed him into its territory.

Heeseong approached him and gently stroked the wolf’s fluffy head.
“Wow….”
The fur was very soft. On top of that, the black wolf with gray eyes was exactly the wannabe Heeseong had dreamed of. An alpha dog with a lion-like aura. Heeseong admired the black wolf’s appearance with half envy and half jealousy. His own puppy seemed smaller than the wolf’s voluminous tail.

The grudge from last night also came to mind. “…You thought I would be this quiet, but you tried to attack me last time?”
As soon as he said that with annoyance, the wolf pounced on Heeseong’s body. Heeseong flinched in surprise and collapsed with a “whoaah” sound. The wolf only hit his front paw, but Heeseong couldn’t hold on and was crushed under the heavy body. Heeseong’s ears turned bright red. He felt embarrassed that he collapsed so easily, and he felt sorry and embarrassed that he was surprised even though he knew that Yoon Chiyoung was normal. Knowing Soo-in’s complex about the main body, he didn’t want to show him that he was scared as much as possible.

At that moment, a soft, half-submerged voice was heard from above his body.