Chapter 62

Yeon-oh was bewildered by the reality unfolding before him. The upper part of his outer robe was disheveled, exposing his torso, and the lower part of his outer robe had all its knots undone and was loose, making it easy for the man’s hands to pass in and out freely. His face was flushed from the attire, which was close to being indecent. Unlike Yeon-oh, who found it difficult to even raise his gaze due to ungovernable shame, the Emperor was perfectly composed.

The soft lips lightly touched Yeon-oh’s lips, then immediately descended to the nipple, which was standing stiffly erect. His shoulder involuntarily flinched at the sensation of the hot tongue licking and moistening the small piece of flesh. Simultaneously, the firm fingertips burrowing into his groin caressed the opening. The fingertips, which had been moving quickly and roughly, pushed aside the thin cloth and touched his bare skin directly.

The sensation of the man’s fingertip touching his bare skin was vividly conveyed to Yeon-oh through his skin. The opening touched by the firm fingertip was surprisingly soft and sensitive. Yeon-oh momentarily held his breath due to tension at the feeling of a place being touched that should never be touched with any intention.

Seonjae pressed his lips against the shoulder that was heaving and stiff with excessive tension. He slid his lips along the shoulder line so that the shape of his lips was distinctly felt, and gently stroked Yeon-oh’s head, whose movements had stiffened. Even while doing this, the man did not stop the hand that was buried between his groin and moving rapidly over the opening. The fingertip rubbing the opening, which was full of dense wrinkles, occasionally touched the smooth perineum and the base of his heated, aroused organ.

“Are you alright?”

Yeon-oh only nodded again. Was this the result of his cheeky thought to generously slap the Emperor’s cheek with the falling petals by playing “Yeonhwaman”? He panted, repenting belatedly and privately. Yeon-oh, who was sighing a breath of confusion and tension, hurriedly shook his head and tried to stop the Emperor’s hand, which was explicitly fondling his lower body. He clung to the man’s strong arm as if begging.

“Y-Your Majesty…”

Seonjae readily offered his arm to Yeon-oh, who was clinging to him. The man spread his hand in front of Yeon-oh’s face, which was about to speak words to push him away, displaying fingers adorned with extravagant rings.

“Take them off.”

He audaciously gave the imperial command, and lightly kissed Yeon-oh’s cheek, who was hesitating. Yeon-oh received the man’s kiss and removed the precious rings one by one from his long fingers. When he removed the ring on the thumb, Seonjae extended the opposite hand.

“What should I do with this…”

Yeon-oh asked what he should do with the man’s removed rings. Seonjae did not answer but kissed his lips, which were slightly parted to speak. Yeon-oh exchanged tongues with the man, tightly grasping both the hand that was now bare and the hand that still had rings.

The man, who had pushed Yeon-oh until he was out of breath, slowly pulled away and whispered.

“You’re not afraid to challenge the Emperor.”

A low voice laced with laughter drifted softly. Seonjae extended the hand with the remaining rings to Yeon-oh.

As Yeon-oh removed the rest of the rings from his long fingers, the man’s hand, which had withdrawn from Yeon-oh, fondled the lips that were red with heat from numerous kisses and slick with saliva. Yeon-oh momentarily held his breath at the firm fingertip moving along the outline of his lips, and sometimes stiffened his movements. The man’s finger carefully touched the soft lips, which were at a loss due to the unfamiliarity of such an act. When Yeon-oh had removed all the rings from Seonjae’s other hand, the firm fingertip gently parted the lips he had been fondling.

Seonjae, seeing the face bewildered by the fingertip being pushed between his lips, kissed his flushed cheek. The man, who continued kissing along the outline of his face, brought his lips to Yeon-oh’s ear and whispered.

“Suck it.”

Yeon-oh hesitantly parted his lips and moistened the finger. The man smiled with folded eyes, seemingly ticklish at the tongue touching his finger. Yeon-oh wondered if the Emperor had drunk alcohol. The man’s hand swiftly swept through his lips and passed by.

“Eum!”

Yeon-oh let out a weak sound at the quickly retreating finger. But he flushed violently at the sight unfolding before him. The man stuck out his tongue and thickly smeared saliva on the finger Yeon-oh had just sucked.

Seonjae briefly touched his lips to Yeon-oh’s blank mouth. The man’s hand made the luxurious ceremonial robe jangpo heave. The finger, gleaming with saliva, was layered between Yeon-oh’s buttocks. The moist fingertip touched the soft opening. Yeon-oh’s hips gave way at the unfamiliar sensation.

The man, without hesitation, plunged the saliva-moistened finger into the narrow opening.

“Y-Your Majesty. Hah…!”

The long finger pierced the slick inner flesh. The man’s lips rubbed against Yeon-oh’s ear as he struggled. The lips exhaling warm breath moved along the auricle. Yeon-oh’s hands tightly gripped the Emperor’s dragon robe in surprise and confusion from the unexpected, unfamiliar stimulation. Their intertwined bodies gently shifted. Seonjae held his body, which was radiating intense heat, and repeatedly kissed every place his lips touched.

The man kissed Yeon-oh’s panting neck, then calmly pushed his finger into the opening. The narrow, slick, elastic mucous membrane wriggled, trying to push out the man who had intruded inside.

Seonjae, with his lips buried in his throbbing neck, spoke.

“If I ask you to show me, will you refuse?”

The man’s voice was roughly strained at the end. Yeon-oh momentarily failed to grasp the meaning of the words and only gasped for breath. In the meantime, the firm finger was still pushing into the narrow inside, both relentlessly and cautiously.

“…What, Gasp!”

Seonjae skillfully pushed the body he was holding. He swept the rings held in Yeon-oh’s hand and tossed them casually onto the bed.

The man seated Yeon-oh leaning against the bed, then pulled his hand out from the mucous membrane that was gripping his finger. Yeon-oh’s shoulders, which had only been breathing, trembled greatly at the sudden movement.

The large hand stripped off the outer robe embroidered with lavish patterns. The multiple layers of robes (po) were instantly undone by the man’s hand. The cloth, whose knots had already been loosened, fell away as if pouring onto the floor below the bed. In a brief moment, Yeon-oh was only wearing a thin undershirt. He stared blankly at the man who spread his legs, pushed them aside, and sat in the gap. He also busily glanced at the luxurious rings the man had tossed away and the mess of his robes piled up on the floor below the bed. It was fortunate that his remaining undershirt was quite long, so the space between his legs was not completely visible.

Yeon-oh grabbed the man’s hand, which was now devoid of any ornamentation.

“W-Why are you looking at that…”

Seonjae, whose hand was held by Yeon-oh, tilted his head and kissed his flushed face.

“I knew you would refuse.”

He murmured a whisper like a private thought and roughly untied his waistband (yodae), which was adorned with extravagant decorative pendants. The man did not care if the clinking pendants became tangled or ripped off.

At the fierce sound of luxurious items colliding, Yeon-oh quickly untied the white jade pendant and the fish-shaped pendant attached to the Emperor’s dragon robe. The hand that had cautiously helped the man remove the waistband quickly withdrew. Seonjae tossed the waistband, which Yeon-oh had subtly removed, onto the floor below the bed. Yeon-oh, who had glanced down in alarm lest the precious pendant ornaments break, stopped his movement and looked forward again at the sound of the brocade robe swishing.

The man, having pulled his shoulders out of the outer robe, quickly undid the knots of the multiple layers of robes and was completely naked in an instant. The muscles with distinct and clear outlines moved smoothly before his eyes. Yeon-oh was well aware of the man’s good physique. Even when he was meticulously dressed, so much so that one might think he couldn’t breathe, the Emperor’s movements were agile and fluid. The man’s muscles rippled along with his graceful movements.

Yeon-oh stared blankly at the man, who was only wearing thin underpants that revealed everything and was moving right in front of him in a state of partial undress. He realized his gaze and tried to lower his eyes. He worried that he had been rude, or that the impure intent in his gaze had been read by the man.

Yeon-oh’s wandering gaze stopped when the man bent his body and opened the bedside cabinet, almost covering him with his body, and he instinctively looked at the bare body that had come so close. The bedside cabinet was lined with pretty porcelain jars. Court Lady Dong and the palace servants had brought them for Yeon-oh. Yeon-oh did not dislike fragrant essential oils, but he had little use for them recently.

Seonjae easily opened a jar that was sealed with wax and plugged with crumpled paper. And he poured a small amount of faintly fragrant oil into his hand. He clenched and unclenched his large hand, smearing the essential oil, which gave off a faint, fresh, and warm scent, all over his palm.

When Seonjae, who was checking the scent of the oil, met Yeon-oh’s eyes, he kissed him as if it were the most natural thing. Yeon-oh did not refuse the man’s kiss. The man’s approaching lips enveloped Yeon-oh, pushing his hot, fleshy tongue between his lips and gently sweeping his palate. Yeon-oh gently licked back the man who was licking him with a sticky movement.

A sound of wet flesh rubbing and pulling apart echoed every time Seonjae penetrated Yeon-oh. The man briefly kissed Yeon-oh’s cheek with a chok sound and withdrew.

“Ouch!”

He pulled his lips away and used his hand to burrow between Yeon-oh’s legs, which were concealed by the long undershirt. Almost simultaneously, his large hand gripped the swollen organ. Yeon-oh’s organ had been erect for a long time due to the numerous kisses he had shared with the man and the stimulation he had poured onto him.

The man clenched the organ, which was erect with excitement, in his hand and applied direct stimulation. The hand gripping the organ was hot, slick, and greasy with the fragrant oil.

“Is it okay to show this?”

“Ah, ngh!”

Every time Seonjae’s hand touched Yeon-oh, the thin undershirt, which was bulging out, indecently heaved. The undershirt was stained with spots from the inside by the hand that was gripping and fondling him, sticky with oil. The dangerously slick man’s hand moved up and down the shaft of the organ, making a Squelch, Squelch wet sound. With every movement, heat rose in the area where the organ and the encircling hand met.

An unbearable sensation surged up.

” Gasp…!”

Yeon-oh tried to pull away the man’s slick, hot hand that was sticking to him. [Read on RanaTranslations🌸] The sensation, more obscene and intense than anything he had previously experienced, made the blood in his entire body feel hot. His head was warm with heat.

“Ah, Hah!”

His ears were ashamed of the sound that was made every time the man’s hand fondled his own. Contrary to his embarrassment, Yeon-oh occasionally arched his hips in excitement. Seonjae lightly kissed the lips that were sighing whimpers.

“Your Majesty, Ugh! Ah…”

The man’s lips, which had teased the whimpering lips as if playing with Yeon-oh, grazed his heaving shoulder with excitement and descended to his chest. Yeon-oh could not bear the hot tongue licking the sharply erect nipple and his hips trembled. Yeon-oh’s shoulders rose and fell sharply.

“…”

Feeling the illusion of the world receding for a moment, Yeon-oh ejaculated in the man’s hand.

The moment he ejaculated, Yeon-oh felt crushed by pleasure. Unconsciously, he instinctively stroked the man’s jaw and auricle, who was relentlessly sucking his nipple. Yeon-oh’s neck, which had turned crimson with excitement in a short time, throbbed violently. Seonjae stuck out his tongue and lightly touched the tongue revealed through his open lips.

Yeon-oh momentarily forgot the stinging sensation spreading across his nipple, which the man had relentlessly tormented, the throbbing pulse in his organ, which he was still gripping, the playful quality of the large hand that intermittently moved up and down the shaft of his organ, and the surging indignation toward the distinguished face looking at him.

Yeon-oh, like an animal suppressed by its instincts, sought out the man’s tongue touching his own and sucked it intensely. He let out an excited sound from his throat as commanded by the pleasure.

” Mmn, Ugh…”

Yeon-oh parted his legs as the man pushed them open. He lay back, leaning on the thick, stacked silk cushions, trying not to think about what might be visible between his open legs and beneath them. He knew his folded knees were hovering near his shoulders, but Yeon-oh continued to try his best not to think about anything.