Codename Anastasia Novel (End) - Chapter 65

However, no target was visible no matter how much they scanned the surroundings. Only more and more drivers came out to see what had happened. It was utter chaos.

They found an unmanned motel and entered. He was completely exhausted. The moment they fell from the overpass, they landed on a passing truck. It was sheer luck, otherwise, they would have been arrested in the end. And even then, it would have been a miracle if he was still alive. The sirens still seemed to be ringing in his ears.

The room was full of old, worn-out things. Mysterious stains were scattered on various parts of the wallpaper, and the corners of every piece of furniture were peeled off. The bed sheets, which seemed somewhat intact, had no way of knowing when they had last been changed. Of course, even this was more than enough as a hiding place.

He raised a hand and wiped his face. A thick fatigue washed over him. He just wanted to collapse and do nothing. But the situation had reached a point where he couldn’t stop it by his own will. Now, he had no choice but to see it through to the end.

He exhaled a long breath and turned his head. He met Zhenya’s eyes directly. The man was sitting at the table next to the window. He had thought he would surely be torn apart when they were alone, but surprisingly, the man just watched him silently. The small room and the man’s presence formed a stark contrast. Certainly, this was not a place for him.

After staring blankly at the man for a while, he got up. Then he rummaged through the drawers and wardrobes nearby. Soon, he found a dusty first-aid kit. Inside, there was an overflowing tube of ointment, yellowed bandages, and disinfectant. A sigh naturally escaped him. It was by no means in good condition, but he had no choice but to use it as it was. He picked them up and approached Zhenya.

He pushed the table back slightly and perched on it. Zhenya silently watched Kwon Taekjoo. After a moment, he met the man’s persistent gaze, then pulled the man’s arm towards him. There was a considerable amount of bleeding from his left upper arm. He didn’t know if it was a bullet graze or if he had scraped against some facility. At a glance, it didn’t seem like a bullet or shrapnel was embedded.

To begin treatment, he twisted open Zhenya’s shirt buttons one by one. Though they had shared beds, stripping the man’s clothes felt strange. His fingertips seemed to have stiffened from needless tension. It was because of the man’s persistent gaze.

Through the opened shirt, a massive body was revealed. Clothes had the effect of covering one’s physique and maximizing human imagination. But the man was the opposite. It was almost less suffocating when his body was hidden by clothes. He clicked his tongue disapprovingly and peeled back the shirt to his shoulders. Then Zhenya, who had been observing all along, let out a low chuckle. It seemed the current situation was quite subtle even to him.

“What are you laughing at?” he grumbled, looking at the injured area. The wound was quite deep, making sutures unavoidable.

“If you were going to get hit anyway, it would have been better if it hit your head.”

He muttered almost chidingly, then poured the entire bottle of disinfectant onto the wound. The transparent liquid mixed with blood and streamed down. Red, bubbling blood foam formed on the wound. It must have been quite painful, but the man didn’t even let out a moan. He still stared at him with an intensity that could pierce his face.

Ignoring that ardent gaze, he searched for a hemostatic agent in the first-aid kit. At that moment, Zhenya, who had been docile until now, suddenly sat up. The man’s shadow covered Kwon Taekjoo’s face. The moment he flinched and turned his head, the man’s face drew closer. In quick succession, warm lips touched Kwon Taekjoo’s cheek. More precisely, it was just above his jaw.

“…What are you doing?”

He frowned and pulled his head back. Zhenya, unconcerned, merely placed both hands on the table and pressed closer. The lips that repeatedly pressed against and lifted from Kwon Taekjoo’s jaw moved up his cheek in small pecks. Kiss, kiss. Low friction sounds resonated, and the fine hairs near his ears stood on end.

His head bowed at the embarrassing sensation. His upper body subtly recoiled. Zhenya supported Kwon Taekjoo’s back with his hand. Holding him firmly so he couldn’t escape, he moved his lips to the corner of his mouth.

Zhenya’s warm lips touched one corner of his mouth and then pulled away. For a moment, their gazes met in a standoff.

“…”

“…”

The next moment, Zhenya broke the tight boundary and roughly overwhelmed him. Losing his escape route, he tried to push the man’s shoulder, but it was useless. The man even put his weight on him, practically laying his body onto the table. At first, their lips simply pressed against each other, then he twisted his head to overlap theirs. Their lips interlocked without a gap.

He was quite flustered by the sudden kiss. Although he had sex with Zhenya many times, they had never kissed. Strictly speaking, it was a physical act, but it was a skinship that presupposed emotional connection, so he had never attempted it. The man was the same, and whenever such an atmosphere arose, he would immediately come to his senses. In male-female relationships, affection that prioritized sex was the only taboo in his relationship with the man. But now, it felt as if he was constantly crossing lines that shouldn’t be crossed.

Zhenya covered Kwon Taekjoo’s eyes, who didn’t know what to do, with his hand. Then he alternately tasted his tightly interlocked lips. He persistently rubbed his tongue against the gaps between his teeth and licked the even row of teeth inside. Yet, when Kwon Taekjoo stubbornly resisted, he suddenly bit his plump lower lip.

“Ah…!”

Kwon Taekjoo groaned, frowning. In that gap, a thick tongue was thrust in. It sweetly crushed his tongue against the slick mucous membrane. The fact that this seemingly solid body had such soft parts somewhere stimulated him anew.

He pushed away Kwon Taekjoo’s tongue, which was trying to block the intruder, and then scraped the frenulum underneath with the tip of his tongue. The slender membrane, roughly rubbed, felt as if it would break at any moment. Soon, saliva pooled under his tongue, and his entire mouth became syrupy. Some of the saliva boiling inside flowed down his chin.

His humid breath reached his throat. Breath mingled with breath, and saliva was exchanged. As their lips became wet, even slight contact produced loud, explicit sucking sounds. As soon as there was any spare breath, it was sucked away. The man’s bristly eyelashes repeatedly brushed against his cheek and eyelids, tickling him. The man’s scent dominated his sense of smell. The way he stubbornly bit his lips was like an alligator tearing someone apart.

“Can’t… breathe.”

Short of breath, he twisted his head. Then the man also turned his head, and swallowed Kwon Taekjoo’s barely moving lips. He wrapped his tongue around the now soft tongue and sucked sweetly. He repeatedly licked his upper lip with his tongue, gently holding it. The table, bearing the weight of both of them, swayed precariously, as if it would tip over backward at any moment.

It was just their lips and tongues rubbing together, like sharing flesh. It wasn’t even their first kiss. Yet he didn’t know why his pulse was racing so intensely. The short breath, which he couldn’t exhale or swallow, kept rattling in his throat. The man’s cautious yet ruthless offensive, so unlike him, even blurred his vision.

Zhenya’s lips only broke away when Kwon Taekjoo choked.

“…Cough, cough.”

He coughed until his face turned red, and in the meantime, his pants were taken off. He was startled by the sensation of emptiness below. Because of that, the table, which had been rattling all along, tipped over backward.

His head thumped hard. Before he could even register the pain, he was pulled by Zhenya. His vision inverted again. It was because he had been roughly thrown onto the bed. The old mattress screamed.

Zhenya immediately climbed on top, pinning Kwon Taekjoo down. His hands fumbled over his body in a haphazard manner, as impatient as a beast that hadn’t eaten for several meals.

His collar was roughly grabbed. He quickly grabbed the man’s hand with an ominous premonition, but the man ultimately ripped his shirt. In an instant, his front felt cold. Not stopping there, he pulled down the last remaining pair of drawers. As a result, his penis, which sprang out, fell into the man’s hand.

His penis, covered by an unfamiliar warmth, trembled violently. The man repeatedly kissed Kwon Taekjoo’s face, which looked equally anxious. He gently molded the penis held in his hand with his thumb. The soft flesh clung to his fingers satisfyingly. When the foreskin was pushed back firmly, Kwon Taekjoo’s knees instinctively flared. With the sensation spreading sluggishly throughout his lower body, he subtly pressed his waist down.

He slowly leaned his upper body down, pressing his lips along the valley of Kwon Taekjoo’s chest and his defined abs. Then, he suddenly raised his head and met Kwon Taekjoo’s eyes. When he applied pressure to the flesh held in his hand, Kwon Taekjoo’s brows furrowed. Staring directly into his dark eyes, he opened his mouth and asked, “Why?”

“Did you run away? Wasn’t it to cling to me to survive? You grabbed me first. So why?”

There it was again. That out-of-place, resentful expression. Eyes filled with a pure desire that the man was incapable of. The man repeatedly pressed Kwon Taekjoo.

“You wanted me. You first.”

“Ugh… what nonsense are you suddenly talking about?”

He frowned at the increasing pressure. He couldn’t understand what the man was saying. That he had wanted the man first? He had no memory of such a thing. The man was clearly mistaken again.

But Zhenya dismissed Kwon Taekjoo’s objection. He merely kneaded his penis, squeezing it, and repeatedly questioned him.

Without answering, Kwon Taekjoo grunted as his knees were spread wide. His annoying hands were also pressed down onto the bed. Zhenya gazed intently at his fully exposed penis, then opened his mouth and bit down.

“Don’t…!”

His bare flesh was tightly encircled by a lukewarm mucous membrane. The sensation of sharp canines brushing against sensitive skin was vivid. For a moment, goosebumps spread across his entire body. Unlike his head, which instinctively shook, his lower abdomen pressed closer to the man’s face, craving more pleasure.

“…Ah, ugh.”

He moaned at the soft yet tight feeling squeezing his penis. The sensitive glans was stimulated by brushing against the rough roof of the mouth. Zhenya, who had swallowed him whole until the tip of his penis reached his throat, slowly moved his head. The surface of his penis quickly became slick with saliva and glistened. He squeezed the heating, reddening flesh with his lips and repeatedly moved his head up and down deeply. His previously limp penis rapidly stiffened and pulsed.

Kwon Taekjoo’s thighs throbbed continuously as if burned. His lower abdomen also heaved each time Zhenya’s head pulled back. He frowned intensely at his body’s overly honest reaction. While craving deeper pleasure, he restrained himself, merely unable to lose his rationality.

Zhenya deliberately sucked hard on just the glans. At the unprecedentedly strong suction, Kwon Taekjoo’s knees flared again. His whole body tensed up. A grinding sound came from his tightly clenched teeth. Zhenya pressed down on his trembling thighs and moved his head rapidly up and down.

“Aah, ugh… st-stop, ugh…”

He repeatedly shook his head. His groans couldn’t be swallowed. A fuzzy, tingling sensation fiercely gathered in his groin. Each time Zhenya sucked hard on his glans, it felt as if something clumped inside him was being drawn out. His two clenched fists turned white and trembled. Even though he tried not to, his hips kept thrusting.

Just as his vision turned bright yellow from the intense pleasure, the stimulation applied to his groin suddenly vanished. Along with it, the fierce heat that had been surging towards climax suddenly lost its destination. The breath that had been rattling in his throat settled futilely.

“…?”

He painfully forced open his tightly closed eyes. He saw his own penis, red and engorged, trembling pitifully at the brink of ultimate ecstasy. Zhenya leisurely licked his lips, glistening with pre-cum and saliva, and watched Kwon Taekjoo.

What is he trying to do? The unreleased lust vibrated painfully throughout his entire pelvis. He frowned deeply in pain and glared at the man. The man reached out and opened the bedside table drawer. Inside, there was a disposable lubricant, commonly provided in motels. He bit off the film packaging with his teeth and poured the transparent contents onto Kwon Taekjoo’s groin. Kwon Taekjoo’s body flinched at the cold sensation.

When everything in the drawer was poured out, Kwon Taekjoo’s lower abdomen, penis, and entire thighs became wet. The damp, slippery sensation was very unpleasant. All the while, his aroused penis showed no sign of cooling down. Instead, it only continued to pulsate even more defiantly.

Zhenya looked down at Kwon Taekjoo, who was groaning from the unrelieved heat, and declared:

“If you cling to me yourself, I’ll put it in.”

What the hell is he saying? He got him hard without being told to, then irresponsibly pulled away. He’d rather become impotent than do what the man wanted. He glared with sharp eyes and ground his teeth. But unlike his rational, firm resolve, his instinctively honest lower abdomen repeatedly delivered unbearable throbbing. It was almost as if it was rebelling.

Blood rushed entirely to his groin, making it hard to breathe freely. He reached out his hand, thinking of masturbating. However, Zhenya wouldn’t even allow that. His wrists were quickly seized by the man’s grip. He wanted to kick the man to throw him off, but his legs had long been pinned underneath him.

Kwon Taekjoo’s shoulders, bound limb-by-limb, throbbed irritably. His abdomen, aching to the point of feeling like he needed to urinate, also continuously heaved. He desperately wanted to escape this oppressive pain, but he couldn’t do it alone. No matter how many times he struggled to break free from Zhenya’s grip, he only lost strength. A thick vein had already appeared on his forehead. His sweat-soaked body was uncomfortably sticky and hard to bear.

He thrashed his whole body, trying to do something. Then, he suddenly felt a strange sensation on the inside of his thigh. Something hard and hot was roughly grinding against his relatively soft skin. In sync with that, Zhenya’s large body moved slightly. The man’s now-erect large penis was rubbing against his thigh.

He rubbed so hard that the area being rubbed was aching. All the while, he stubbornly looked into Kwon Taekjoo’s face. He seemed to have no intention of withdrawing his demand to be clung to first.

“Ugh… ugh…”

Before long, the man’s fingers traced the valley of his buttocks. He repeatedly caressed the gel-slicked ridge, tracing the fine wrinkles, then tickled the small opening. Kwon Taekjoo’s toes curled white. A prominent vein was visible on his reddened neck.

“Ugh… Ah, ugh…”

Zhenya’s finger, which had been dallying at the entrance, plunged into the hole. But it didn’t thrust properly, only circling the entrance slightly to widen it. No matter how long he waited, it didn’t reach the desired spot. Seriously, he felt like he was going to come. The urge to urinate was overwhelmingly strong, but nothing could be expelled, driving him crazy.

Zhenya’s situation didn’t seem much different. The man’s body temperature, where they touched, was noticeably rising. His subsequent breaths were also rough and husky. His broad shoulders heaved with difficulty, and his abs continuously contracted and relaxed. He showed a patience he didn’t possess, even though he himself was struggling.

The man’s penis kept slipping on the gel. Each time, Kwon Taekjoo flinched. His fully wet and pliable hole gaped open at even a light touch, sucking in the man’s penis. It was only the touch of heating flesh. Yet, Kwon Taekjoo’s penis swayed dramatically. As if to put it in but not quite, the man ultimately did not insert his penis. His blood ran cold.

Zhenya stared at Kwon Taekjoo with fierce eyes. It seemed as if he was threatening him, asking if he still wouldn’t beg. His neck felt hot and uncomfortable. No, his sudden discomfort probably wasn’t just because of that. The whispers of his heart, suggesting why not just do it, wore down his meager patience.

Around that time, Kwon Taekjoo’s lower abdomen was subtly pressed down. It was such a minuscule movement that he couldn’t detect it immediately. Each time it pressed down, his buttocks were crushed, and Zhenya’s penis firmly locked into the shallow valley. Each time the dark red glans touched his softened hole, a groan escaped him. His thighs even trembled from the subtle pleasure. His previously sharp eyes blurred considerably, and a flush spread across his wet cheeks. Watching this sight, a triumphant smile spread across Zhenya’s lips.

The man pretended not to notice Kwon Taekjoo for a while. Then Kwon Taekjoo’s movements became bolder. Not stopping at just lightly pressing his lower abdomen, he persistently rotated his hips, rubbing Zhenya’s penis against the valley of his buttocks.

Zhenya licked his lower lip, observing, then subtly pulled his hips back.

“…Ugh?”

When Kwon Taekjoo paused in confusion, the man brought his penis back as if nothing had happened. The dark red glans once again rested on the sweet hole. Immediately after, Kwon Taekjoo’s lower abdomen descended deeper, attempting self-insertion. But Zhenya, again, pulled his hips back, frustrating Kwon Taekjoo.

Kwon Taekjoo frustratingly threw his head back. He was slowly reaching his limit. His hands were still tied, making him immobile, and his lower body throbbed so much that it felt better to cut it off. His lungs ached from not being able to breathe comfortably. If he endured any longer, he would go insane.

“Damn it… Just do something, you bastard!”

Unable to bear it any longer, Kwon Taekjoo yelled. His entire face turned red from how infuriated he was. A wicked smile spread across Zhenya’s face. In quick succession, his penis plunged into the hole that had been aching with desire.

“Haaauuugh…!”

He thrust his entire penis in at once. As his stomach rapidly filled, Kwon Taekjoo’s jaw tensed. His straight shoulders and chest also greatly swelled, showing strong resistance. Zhenya sucked on Kwon Taekjoo’s erect nipples, then stroked his trembling waist as if to comfort him. It was truly crocodile tears.

Since the entrance had been loosened and his penis was already covered in gel, insertion was not a great difficulty. The problem was that the tense inner walls squeezed his penis tightly. As he forced his way in, the roughly scraped foreskin slid back.

“Haa, haa… He’s really trying to kill me.”

He could pull out if it was that difficult, but he endured, even squinting one eye. After savoring the tight constriction for a while, the man slowly thrust his hips forward. His penis, which had been scratched by the soft mucous membrane and pulled out, plunged in at once, expanding the inner wall. His internal organs were also pushed up, and he felt like vomiting. He gritted his teeth and endured.

If he opened his eyes, he saw his widely spread legs. The man’s movements, positioned between them, were vividly imprinted. But if he closed his eyes, the sensation of the penis entering and exiting his body became even more vivid.

“…Ugh.”

He lifted a pillow and buried his face in it. If he didn’t, he felt like unpleasant moans would spill out uncontrollably. It was still a terrible act, no different from violence. Even if something else were thrust into his rear, it probably wouldn’t hurt this much. That’s why he couldn’t understand himself even more. To invite such intense pain upon himself.

He was like Pavlov’s dog. He had simply grown accustomed to it from receiving excessive stimulation continuously. He tried to rationalize it that way, but he couldn’t deceive his body, which was honest about its desires. Each time Zhenya’s penis jabbed deep into his stomach, he shivered involuntarily. His restraint was lost to the sharp yet heavy stimulation.

Different skin surfaces relentlessly rubbed together with a squelching sound. Zhenya bit Kwon Taekjoo’s neck and repeatedly thrust deeply. The man’s thick penis would withdraw, leaving only the glans, then plunge in all at once, violently tearing and pounding inside, making the mucous membrane tremble. It felt as if his stomach was being molded into the shape of the man’s penis.

Just as he was getting used to the act, Zhenya suddenly pressed down on Kwon Taekjoo’s shoulder. Then he slowly and thickly thrust his hips upwards from below. The curved glans dug into a corner of the mucous membrane, as if shoveling.

“Haaaugh!”

His whole body instinctively convulsed. For a moment, it felt like stars burst before his eyes. The throbbing sensation originating from his stomach didn’t dissipate quickly but lingered inside his body. He looked at Zhenya with a no way expression. Why did that ‘no way’ never miss its mark?

Zhenya instinctively pressed his body down on Kwon Taekjoo to hold him still, who was trying to escape. Then he repeatedly thrust deep into the same spot he had just hit.

“Haa, ugh, ah, ah, ugh…!”

He shivered, letting out a scream-like groan. He couldn’t regain his senses from the tingling sensation that shot straight to his head. His entire body felt crushed by a rock, unable to move, and he was thrown into boundless pleasure.

Zhenya’s penis relentlessly plowed into the same corner. It wouldn’t be surprising if a hole opened up in that area. His whole body was boiling with a tingling burning sensation. His eyes felt like they were melting.

“Guh… ungh, haak, aah-ung!”

His fingertips repeatedly sharpened. His throat was dry from panting for breath. His head was also dizzy from hyperventilation. Just then, Zhenya lowered his head and pressed his lips against his. Sweet saliva flooded in with warm breath. He sucked on the man’s tongue as if he had found an oasis in a desert.

He frantically tangled their tongues and pulled the man closer. Their sweat-soaked bodies fused into one and swayed. His rationality grew increasingly faint from the dense stimuli pressing in simultaneously from above and below.

Zhenya suddenly lifted Kwon Taekjoo’s legs onto his shoulders. Then he bent his knees and moved in and out more frequently and rapidly. The man’s stone-like glans not only pricked his prostate but completely crushed and flattened it. His groin felt like it would burst.

As ejaculation became imminent, his entire body convulsed. His thighs also tensed rigidly. His abs continuously rippled, sending a dull heat to his precarious penis. His eyelids intermittently closed and opened, until at one moment, his vision turned white.

“Haaauuugh…!”

He swelled his entire body and roared like a beast. His hair stood on end. At the same time, the crystallization of desire that had only been boiling inside surged out. The thick semen profusely coated Zhenya’s abdomen as well.

“Ugh, haa… haa…”

His lips chattered rapidly, exhaling rough breaths. His sweat-soaked chest and abdomen also heaved greatly. The refreshing feeling of having relieved a long-standing blockage and a thick sense of exhaustion washed over him at once. His whole body felt sticky and slippery, which was very unpleasant.

He tightly closed his trembling eyelids, then opened them again. His swaying vision finally focused. The motel ceiling, which he hadn’t properly seen until now, came into view. Oh, so the light was that shape. Realizing it anew, his sense of reality returned.

Perhaps that’s why Zhenya felt heavier. The man, still covering and pressing down on his entire body, was crushing his lungs. “Get off me,” he said, pushing the man.

But Zhenya didn’t budge. He neither moved nor shifted the penis still inside Kwon Taekjoo. Something was off. He examined the man with a questioning gaze.

“…!”

He flinched soon after, because the man’s shoulder, which he had inadvertently held, was wet. A large amount of fresh blood stained his hand, making it sticky. It was flowing from the unstitched wound.

He pushed Zhenya with a little more force. The man’s body slowly slumped sideways. His closed eyelids were still, so he seemed unconscious. His pale face was beaded with sweat. His difficult breaths were very faint. “Hey,” he said, shaking the man’s body. There was no reaction. He even slapped his cheek, but not an eyebrow twitched. It seemed he had gone into shock from excessive blood loss.

Even in that situation, the man’s un-wilted penis still remained inside his body. He slowly pulled his body back. A low groan escaped him as he pulled out the firmly embedded flesh himself. The full emptiness below suddenly felt loose, and goosebumps rose on his neck.

He slowly got down to the floor. The bed sheets were stained with the man’s blood. He stood a bit further away, lost in thought. It was truly a bewildering situation.

But, thinking rationally, it was actually to Kwon Taekjoo’s advantage. Although he had grabbed the man’s hand due to the urgent situation, he wouldn’t have done so if there had been another option. He didn’t want to get involved with the man again. He had no intention whatsoever of returning to such a dysfunctional relationship.