Turning-Chapter 923

A sticky sound echoed from between the legs. Even though it was a sound so blatant that just hearing it made his face flush on its own, and even though he had experienced it several times already, it was still unfamiliar. Even more so because it was a sound coming from his own body.

But what could he do? Perhaps because of the tension he had felt all day, unlike usual, his insides had not become properly wet. To recklessly shove it in without being fully relaxed wasn’t courage but folly, so thorough preparation was absolutely necessary.

Who would have thought the saying that everything requires sufficient preparation would apply even here.

Recalling once again the words he had said earlier, Yuder exhaled a long breath. The pair of red eyes looking up at him from below didn’t miss a single moment and quietly observed him. It was exactly the sight Yuder had desired.

'Though who knows what's going on inside that head.'

Yuder was currently straddling the man sitting on the sofa, his knees bent. Had he acted rationally, they would have moved to the bedroom, but he didn’t want to endure even that short distance. Anyway, locking the door was a matter so simple that, as long as he kept his wits about him, it could be done more easily than blinking an eye by using his power.

It had also been Yuder himself who stopped Kishiar from helping to widen him. In fact, the moment Kishiar realized that Yuder wasn’t as wet as usual, he had tried to pull back—but Yuder didn’t allow him to.

Yuder wanted to make Kishiar la Orr forget everything else and focus solely on this moment. Taking away all the thoughts, emotions, the parts he paid considerate attention to, the things he hid and swallowed down—everything that overwhelmed that man—was never an easy task.

So, he braced one hand against the backrest of the sofa, trapping him between his legs, forcing him to see only Yuder and nothing else. At this moment, the only thing Kishiar could do was watch as Yuder widened himself.

As Yuder looked down at him, it felt strangely satisfying, as if he had trapped Kishiar within his embrace, making it impossible for him to go anywhere.

The inside, penetrated with fingers thoroughly soaked in the saliva he had shoved into his own mouth, was slightly hotter than body temperature. The moisture that had welled up from inside was still insufficient, but once mixed with the slick saliva, it somehow managed to do its job. Shoving his own hand inside himself wasn’t exactly a pleasant feeling, but still, emotionally speaking, his own hand was far more comfortable than someone else’s.

Currently, there were two fingers pushed in. Each time he moved his wrist, stirring and prying apart the inside that reacted faintly to the foreign intrusion, a sticky, squelching sound echoed.

Focusing inward, Yuder slowly spread the fingers that were inside. The sensation of being forced open was undeniably strange but not painful. After confirming that, he caught his breath for a moment, moved his hand a few more times, then temporarily withdrew both fingers—before quickly adding a third and pushing them all in together before the slightly opened hole could close.

When he passed through the tightest outer part, his body tensed up from the nervousness without even realizing it. However, once he made it past there, swallowing the rest happened in an instant.

“Huht...!”

It felt like he heard a wet, plunging sound that obviously couldn’t have actually been audible. Because of the three fingers that dug in far more smoothly than expected, Yuder had to grit his teeth to barely stop his body from jerking up involuntarily. Still, he couldn’t prevent his hand, gripping the sofa, from clenching tight enough to make the leather creak in protest.

Yuder lowered his head and paused, breathing heavily.  Somewhere deep inside, a spot brushed by the tip of his longest finger had reacted so strongly it even surprised himself. His mind went blank, his breathing trembled, and his muscles reflexively contracted. The insides of his thighs shook so much it was hard to control. The front, which had only been slightly erect a moment ago, had stiffened halfway upright under the sudden surge. From the tip, clear fluid continued to leak out in small, wet spurts, soaking the surroundings.

He had only intended to loosen up inside a little, not to masturbate, yet what had just happened was completely outside his plans.

In both his previous life and this one, Yuder’s sex drive had always been faint to the point of nonexistence. Except when he was with Kishiar, he had almost never reacted strongly to anyone, nor felt much need to relieve himself. For someone who ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) had barely ever touched his own body except while bathing, the stimulation just now was shockingly unfamiliar and confusing. free𝑤ebnovel.com

And the red eyes were watching even that.

“......”

In a situation that had veered far off course, it seemed like feeling flustered or awkward would have been natural—yet strangely, the moment he met those eyes, strength returned to his halted body as if nothing had happened.

Staring back at Kishiar without avoiding his gaze, Yuder began moving his once-stopped hand a little faster than before. While he repeated the motion of inserting and withdrawing his fingers, the stimulating sensation from earlier returned at intervals. It wasn’t to the extent of freezing up in shock like before, but the sweat and heat rising from his forehead and back made the already half-stripped clothes start sticking stubbornly to his skin.

No matter how hard he tried to control his breathing, the moment he brushed against somewhere deep inside, it didn’t work. Every time his body jerked in reaction, his breath hitched and escaped with it. The previously shallow, sticky sounds made by two fingers gradually began to change, becoming much closer to the wet noises heard when taking in a cock.

As if to shake off the inner mucosa trying to cling and swallow his fingers, Yuder would pull out almost to the knuckles, then push them back inside again. The more he repeated it, the more he could clearly feel the amount of clear fluid oozing out from inside increasing. At this rate, just a little more, and it would start to drip down his fingers and soak his palm. The way his insides writhed and clung, it hardly felt like it could be his own body.

Tensing and then relaxing the muscles along his straightened back, he continued moving his hand—faster and faster. Until now, he hadn’t really thought much about the difference between the things inserted into him, but Kishiar’s large, long, smooth fingers and Yuder’s own rough fingertips gave completely different sensations in every possible way. His mind whitened, returned, and then spun dizzy again, over and over, as he endured the fleeting waves of pleasure rushing over him.

Just as he was thinking he would have to add a fourth finger soon and was about to pull his hand out—

Because of the slick, flowing fluid, his fingertip slipped and scraped against somewhere inside.

“---!”

It was a spot completely different from the one he had been stimulating so far—and the intense jolt that struck him was powerful enough to blast his mind white.

Without meaning to, his hips snapped sharply backward out of his control. His thigh muscles gave out, and he nearly collapsed—until a hand that had been calmly resting until now caught him firmly.

“Ah...!”

It was good that he had helped support Yuder’s back to keep him from falling, but because of that, the fingers still inside were twisted in a different direction. Yuder reflexively bit down on his lip, trying somehow to endure the surge of stimulation. If the thumb that had reached out hadn’t pressed into his lips, he might have succeeded.

"......"

Startled by the thumb he bit into instead of his own lip, Yuder immediately loosened his jaw, but the teeth marks were already left behind. Yuder curled his back and rested his forehead against Kishiar’s shoulder, trembling all over. His breathing was more ragged than when he had once run over an entire mountain at full strength.

Barely managing to move his eyes to glance down, he saw that between his legs was now thoroughly soaked. Only then did he realize that the front, more than halfway upright, was rubbing against the cloth covering Kishiar’s chest. But at that moment, he didn’t even have the strength to pull himself away.

While he could only breathe, unable to even make a sound, the owner of the hand still supporting his back finally opened his mouth.

"......Really, I can't think about anything else now."

A voice, low and sunken. Even before Yuder could react to it, the man buried himself into Yuder’s lips and pulled his waist tightly into an embrace. Compared to what he had just been doing to prepare himself, the feeling of a much thicker finger plunging inside without hesitation made Yuder shudder.

Now, there was no longer any need for further preparation—both of them knew it. Beneath the fingers that quickly slipped out, something hot soon touched him.

The penetration happened in a single, swift motion.