Define The Relationship Novel - Chapter 83
A hand gently holding his shoulder turned Karlyle around. Ash’s arm then grabbed Karlyle’s waist as he faced the wall. His waist was lifted as if he was being picked up. He stumbled and got into a kneeling position on the sheets. Ash pushed his back firmly, trapping Karlyle between the wall and himself.
His still hard dick dangled and touched the headboard. In this new position, Karlyle slightly twisted his upper body to look at Ash. He couldn’t guess what would happen.
“Ash, the ribbon, what on earth…”
Before he could finish his question, Ash entered Karlyle again. The dick began to fully fill the slightly parted hole. His mouth fell open at the squelching, pushing sensation.
Ash instinctively pulled his hand, which had been holding the headboard. His palm touched the wall. Ash’s hand covered Karlyle’s hand on the wall.
“Don’t you like it?”
“I… don’t think I like it.”
“I don’t think so.”
Hot breath tickled his ear. A breath mixed with laughter, “Hoo,” was blown into his ear canal. Hic, Karlyle hunched his shoulders and twisted his neck. Along the diagonal muscles of his neck, where blue veins stood out, Ash began to leave marks. The dick, slowly settled inside, began to move.
“You’ll scream with pleasure.”
Being fucked from behind with his thighs raised felt different. Karlyle’s mouth fell open at the sensation of his body being violently pierced from bottom to top. Taking that as a signal, Ash moved as he had before.
Their bodies pressed tightly together. Ash’s wet chest rubbed against Karlyle’s equally wet back. Ash, trapping Karlyle with his heavy, hard body, thrust again like a man who had lost his reason.
“Ah, hmph, ah, ahh!”
His knees twitched. His thighs, where muscles stood out clearly, trembled, trying to endure Ash. Repeatedly penetrated, Karlyle collided with the sensation of his brain being pierced. A scream-like moan burst out.
“Ha, hmph, ahh, hmph, haak, hmph!”
Gasping sounds mixed with his moans. His insides were violently rubbed, and pleasure surged terrifyingly. His soft, melted inner walls now acted as if they felt something just by biting the dick. The actions of being poked, rubbed, and withdrawn became pleasure itself. His dying penis quickly regained its hardness.
Then the ribbon tightened hard below his glans. Karlyle trembled his hips and shook his head wildly.
“Ash, this, I don’t, don’t like it, hmph, hmph, ah, hmph!”
He couldn’t properly choose his words. Politeness and everything else, he felt like he was going crazy. His eyes rolled back.
His hole was being rapidly poked as if it would fall out, and Ash’s pheromones poured down as if to devour Karlyle, but the feeling of his exit being blocked, as if he would never be allowed to cum, was truly… truly… strange.
“Don’t like it?”
“Ah, haak, hmph, hmph, no, don’t… don’t…”
“You should say you like it.”
“No, hmph, hmph, hmph, ugh…”
Even though the climax was forbidden, pleasure steadily accumulated. His butt tightened. His body bounced up and down. Ash firmly pressed his slipping hand, supporting Karlyle as he tried to collapse.
“If you say you like it, I’ll let you go.”
Ash whispered. A sob escaped. Tears streamed ceaselessly from his reddened eyes. It was painful. It was good. It was hard to distinguish whether it was painful or good.
“Hmph, hmph, ugh, really…?”
“Come on, quickly.”
A tempting whisper was heard. The ribbon, tightly constricting his stiff penis, hurt so much that he could barely think of embarrassment. Karlyle barely managed to nod. But just as he was about to open his mouth, Ash didn’t spare him again and thrust his hips.
His vision repeatedly turned black, then white. He felt like his head was going crazy. The lubricant, which had long turned to water, squelched and loudly splashed inside. He wanted to cum. Karlyle’s body now knew very well how to cum by being fucked like this. So, quickly, this…
“Hmph, ah, ahh, hmph, ugh, good, good… good…!”
Karlyle obeyed Ash’s words. As he uttered “good,” his mind felt a chilling sensation. He felt strange, as if he was being brainwashed by his own words. The thrusting intensified. He was fucked wildly, as if to give him no time to think.
“Good, ah, ugh, ah, ah, haak!”
“Do you like being fucked while tied?”
His neck was bitten hard. Karlyle nodded. Then he shook his head. He couldn’t understand anything.
“Ha, hmph, uh, ugh, good… ah…”
“Our Lyle is a pervert.”
A troubled voice said that. Was he really a pervert? How on earth was he feeling this even in this situation? That thought crossed his mind. Then his back began to tighten wildly. Paradoxically, pleasure burst forth as he became aware of his own perversion.
The slippery, wet, yet slightly bumpy mucous membrane sucked on his dick. Karlyle’s eyes widened at the sensation of his back tightening on its own. A white light flashed, and pleasure, striking his entire body, surged.
“Ah… ah, haa… ah…!”
“You’re good at going without cumming too.”
His lower body trembled and collapsed. The strength left his waist. His dick, which had been dangling and hitting the headboard, spasmed. His eyes rolled back. Karlyle trembled and threw his head back. Ash supported him from behind.
“There’s nothing my lover can’t do.”
Even though going without cumming was now familiar, Karlyle felt this climax for the first time and couldn’t regain his senses. Ash’s hand belatedly untied the ribbon.
“Hmph, ugh, hmph, ugh…”
A weak, sobbing breath escaped. He wanted to rest now. Two climaxes were more intense than many combined. But Ash moved again, as if he didn’t know how to climax at all. He had done it quickly when he put his dick in his mouth, but why, why, why…
“Stop, now, stop, please…”
Ash chuckled softly, as if he had heard something amusing. Without slowing down at all, Ash mercilessly twisted his hips. It felt like electricity was flowing through his veins.
He felt like he was being electrocuted, and then the sensation of climax surged again. The feeling of reaching climax didn’t stop. Karlyle fumbled against the wall, pushing it. He knew what this was. It was a sensation he had experienced once before.
“Ah, no…”
Karlyle’s eyes contorted in dismay. He twisted his body, trying to escape somehow. But there was no space. His hand was pressed even harder. Ash pushed his body against him as if they were connected as one.
“No, no, no… Ash, if you do this…”
Hmph, hmph, shame surged. He tried his best to hold back. But it was impossible. His freed dick twitched and first spurted cum. Karlyle put strength into his lower abdomen, trying to hold back the urge to pee. But as Ash said, this wasn’t urination, and therefore,
“Ah, hmph, ahh, ah, hmph, ugh, ah…! Ah…!”
It was not something Karlyle could control by his will. His body, disobeying its owner’s will, spurted cum, and then began to pour out clear fluid.
A trickling sound echoed, and the fluid that spurted from the tip of his dick hit the headboard. The fluid, running down and wetting the furniture, began to soak the sheets.
“Hmph, ugh, hmph, ugh…”
Karlyle finally burst into tears. It wasn’t as sad as before. He just resented Ash. Normally, he wouldn’t even have such thoughts, but his pheromone-soaked brain found it difficult to think properly.
Only instinct and shame remained. Karlyle gasped for breath, his chest heaving. The climax, which had surged like a tidal wave, was still leaving his body, so pleasure surged from everywhere even amidst it.
As he burst into tears and his back twitched, Ash cursed briefly through his teeth and released Karlyle. Thick arms pressed against his waist, holding him tightly. Ash held Karlyle from behind and buried his dick deep, deep inside.
Soon, he felt something lukewarm spread inside. With a sensation of hitting his inner walls, cum burst out.
Karlyle’s mouth fell open as the cum, like water being released, wet his mucous membranes and filled him. Ahh, hmph, ugh, Ash firmly held his body, which had been uncontrollably trembling since earlier.
The climax continued for a long time. Ash’s hand released his waist. Karlyle collapsed, still holding the headboard. His shoulders heaved.
“Look at me.”
Ash whispered. Karlyle shook his head. The dick slowly withdrew, and cum slowly flowed out from inside. He wanted to see Ash’s face, but he felt too shameful.
Ash gently pulled Karlyle. His body was turned. He was then seated on Ash, facing him. Fingers brushed against his tear-streaked cheeks, which wouldn’t stop flowing.
“I told you you’d cry, didn’t I?”
Ash said, gently rubbing his wet eyelashes. Karlyle bit his lip. That was that, and this was this.
“Even… so… hmph, ugh…”
“Cute.”
Ash whispered, as if he couldn’t hold back. His cheeks were firmly held.
“Is crying this erotic? Huh? Answer me. Why are you so damn erotic?”
His voice sounded utterly perplexed. Tears fell again at the voice, which he couldn’t tell if it was comforting or not. Still, being touched by Ash felt good. Karlyle swallowed his gasping breaths.
“Every time I see you cry… I feel like I’m going crazy.”
Ash said in a voice that sounded truly maddened. His fingers kept touching his eyes. When Karlyle flinched and avoided it, another hand reached out, grabbed his chin, and made him look at him.
Ash said such things, not knowing how humiliating it was to be seen crying during sex.
“Not… cute… at all, hmph, hmph…”
“What do you know, Lyle. You’re so beautiful it’s driving me crazy.”
A feeling of injustice surged. Karlyle shook his head. Ash smiled.
“I should comfort you… but today it’s impossible. You’re too beautiful, I have to see it again.”
Did that mean he would see this again? Karlyle flinched. He wanted to rest for a moment. He felt like he would faint if he did it one more time. Ash held his body as he subtly tried to get up.
“Right now… I’m not in my right mind… so please understand, Lyle. This is me holding back a lot.”
Holding back a lot? Karlyle’s eyes widened. Ash slowly lowered his hand and subtly caressed Karlyle’s back, who was sitting on his thigh. The hand that gently stroked his back moved downwards. His butt parted. The dick, showing no sign of shrinking, touched between them.
“It’s just the beginning… so endure.”
Saying something unbelievable, Ash simply pushed his dick in. Without time to stop him, Karlyle was immediately fucked.
Karlyle’s ruts came regularly, but the intensity of his libido wasn’t severe during each cycle. Of course, compared to usual, his desire certainly ran wild. However, taking suppressants only resulted in a high fever.
Even when Ash took care of his ruts, Karlyle didn’t rush at Ash like a madman. Instead, he released his desire by climaxing and being fucked as Ash led and tamed him. And usually, in that way, his heat would subside after about a day.
But Ash, Ash Jones, this man…
Karlyle’s eyes opened at the feeling of his intestines being roughly crushed. His head felt numb. Because tears had flowed ceaselessly, his eyes felt raw and sore, as if they were chafed. His voice wouldn’t come out either. His throat, hoarse from moaning and screaming, barely managed to emit gasping breaths.
His lower body was numb. He could feel things, but he had felt and climaxed so much that his dick was sore and his back ached. He couldn’t put strength into his thighs or legs. He didn’t have the strength to move a single fingertip.
Karlyle had no trouble working even when sleeping less than five hours a day. He always easily handled physically demanding activities like horseback riding or hunting. He had never lost at squash or tennis, and his endurance was good due to long-term consistent management. He could confidently say this was the first time his body had been this exhausted.
“Hmph, hmph, stop…”
Ash spoke less as time went on. He didn’t utter any erotic words that would make Karlyle blush, but instead, he ravaged Karlyle like an irrational beast. His eyes gleamed black. They hadn’t left the room for three days.
Of course, he had left the room. Ash had washed Karlyle once in the middle when he had fainted. But he was fucked three times straight in the bathtub.
Besides that, he went down to the kitchen once, but Ash, who woke up in less than thirty minutes, immediately came down looking for Karlyle, and Karlyle ended up being fucked on the dining table. Ash’s house had a combined living room and kitchen, with the outer wall separating the garden being made of glass. Because of this, Karlyle had his first bizarre experience of being fucked while feeling as if someone outside could see him.
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