Clearly she had judged that too strong an aphrodisiac would do a novice harm, and had mixed it properly with a powdered medicine that had a genuine pain-relieving effect.
“As I understand it, this medicine works better taken with wine.” Thinking that if he was going to take it he ought to get its full effect, Igang poured a cup of wine and said so; Huian received it respectfully with both hands and said:
“Sang Jaein said just the same, as it happens.” What a woman with no gaps. Igang laughed even as he clicked his tongue. At this rate, when she handed over the medicine she had surely told him the same things she always told the concubines. Intending to ask about that in a little while, he first waited until Huian had taken all the medicine, then led him back to the bed.
“Now that I look, your clothes are different today.” Igang said with a smile. Instead of the red gansanggun he had worn that night, Huian was wearing the sleep clothes he usually wore. Perhaps because he had been in white when Igang first saw him, Igang thought white suited him best of all — even as he stripped off that white sleepwear without hesitation. Lest his wings be cramped, he took off the upper garment first, then the trousers and underclothes, and laid him straight down on the bed.
“Come to think of it, would it be better face-down, because of the wings?” He only thought of it after laying him down, and Huian quickly answered, “No. This is fine as it is. Not uncomfortable at all.” The way he repeated it, it seemed less that this position was comfortable and more that he simply disliked the face-down position.
“Do you dislike lying face-down?” Igang asked with a smile; Huian hesitated a moment, then lowered his gaze and said, “That position is somehow… embarrassing.” Just as he thought. Igang stifled a laugh and said:
“You’ll be more embarrassed doing it in this position, you know — will you be all right?” Huian looked at him with a “Why?” expression. Instead of answering, Igang slipped his hands behind both of Huian’s knees. As he spread them wide to either side at once, Huian, flustered, hurriedly covered his crotch with both hands.
“Move your hands.”
“Um — I’ll lie face-down, Your Highness. I’ll lie face-down.”
To the stammering Huian, Igang said with a laugh, “Too late for that. So come now, move your hands.” When he repeated himself, Huian made a pained face but finally took his hands away. Igang spread Huian’s legs wider to both sides, then let only his two feet rest firmly on the bed. Propping a pillow under his waist in that state, his hips rose and Huian’s private parts were laid fully bare before Igang’s eyes. Pretending not to notice Huian covering his face with one hand from shame, Igang slowly stroked the tightly closed entrance with his thumb. One hand not proving enough, Huian finally covered his whole face with both hands. Igang decided to leave him alone for now. Because the real thing was what came next.
He bent his head as he was and buried his face between Huian’s legs. The moment he brought his mouth to the lower gate, Huian cried “Your Highness!” and tried to sit up, just as expected.
“Sa– Song Naegwan said… Song Naegwan said this needn’t be done.”
“Would Song Naegwan know better, or would I?” When he told him to lie back down, Huian murmured “Your Highness…” with pleading eyes. Igang didn’t smile, only jerked his chin. It meant lie back down quickly.
Reluctantly, Huian lay back on the bed. Igang propped his waist with the pillow again and said, “I won’t make you do anything bad, so just do as I say.” Then he put his mouth to the secret gate once more. Even having taken the medicine, it would take time for the effect to show, so he meant to suck and lick him until his body fully opened.
True to that resolve, he kissed him several times, deliberately making wet smacking sounds. Then, as he slowly pushed his tongue in, Huian called out “Your Highness…?” in a nearly tearful voice. He seemed not to know that being called like that only made Igang want to do it more. Instead of stopping, Igang pushed his tongue deeper. He could see Huian frantically clutching the blanket with one hand. The other hand still covered his face.
Undeterred, he repeated pushing his tongue in and drawing it out, teasing the entrance to his heart’s content. His saliva soon left the secret gate slick and wet. When he deliberately sucked with a loud slurping sound, Huian finally let out a sobbing moan. I told you not to make sounds like that, he thought, sucking harder so the sound would grow louder. “Your Highness, please.” Huian said in a tear-tinged voice. “Please stop…”
There was panting in the tail of his plea. If it were shame alone, there would be no reason for him to be breathless. Only then did Igang slip a finger into the Crown Princess’s wet secret gate. Inside was soaked, as expected. Moreover, the moment his finger went in, the rippling folds tightened around it as if they had been waiting, and Igang laughed as he slowly drew his finger out. Without pulling it all the way out — leaving one knuckle inside — he pushed in another finger. When he pressed deep again, it tightened even more strongly than before. Though it was only natural, one finger having become two, Igang said as if surprised on purpose:
“Why are you gripping me like this? I can’t even pull out.”
“Look here.” With his fingers pressed deep inside, Igang gave a light little wiggle. “Do you see, Crown Princess — you’re biting down and won’t let go?” When he teased, “You said you hated it, so what is this,” Huian said, nearly sobbing, “I… I’m not doing that.”
“Then who is it doing it, pray tell?” Igang laughed and groped inside with his fingers. Slowly feeling the soaked, rippling folds one by one as if smoothing them, he found a spot raised a little firmer and thicker than the rest, and pressed it hard.
“Hng…!” Huian arched his back, swallowing his breath. When he tried to sit up as he was, Igang pressed his chest down with an arm and laid him back on the bed, then rubbed the same spot hard once more. He could feel Huian biting his lip, holding back his voice.
“Is it good here?” Once more — this time rubbing as if scratching with his fingertips — Huian finally cried out loudly. Then, seeing Huian hastily cover his mouth with the back of his hand again, Igang laughed. Determined to see how long he could hold out, he kept pressing, rubbing, and working the same spot with his fingertips until Huian could bear it no longer and screamed.
“Your Highness, Your Highness… hhng, ha, ahh, do-don’t, don’t do it, Your Highness.” His pleading face was already soaked with tears. And of course it was not only his face that was wet. Between his legs was soaked through with the slick he had spilled. Whether from the aphrodisiac’s effect, the slick poured out in amounts beyond any comparison to the first night. Even without any scented oil applied, the bedding was already damp.
With his body heated to this degree, such half-hearted stimulation must have been torment instead. Only then did Igang undress himself as well. Eager as he was, he merely loosened the ties of his upper garments, including the black outer robe, and took off only his trousers and underclothes. Then he grasped his member, long since erect and large, and set it between Huian’s legs.
“It would be better to spread your legs wider.”
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