Hero's Coffin Chapter 87

Chapter 87

Trembling with fear, he asked.

"W-what if my stomach really gets pierced?"

"...The human body isn't that weak."

"Really? Huu, even this paper trash-like body won't get pierced?"

Haren muttered "Paper trash" as if he had heard a very strange analogy. But afterwards, as if he thought his words were quite plausible, he sighed strangely. He tilted his head, moving his fingers as if gauging the thickness of the waist he was holding.

"Maybe..."

Was he really considering the possibility, since he had been surprised by how weak his body was before? He hurriedly guided Haren's hand to his stomach. It was an act committed following the judgment that he would know about bodies well, given how often he was injured.

"F-feel it. Hic, how is it? If it gets pierced or bursts, huu, what should we do. I don't have good recovery like you."

He sobbed, blurting out incoherently. Could it be healed with a healing potion? If not, was this how he would be executed? No, since he put it in himself, was it suicide? Shit, his mind was in chaos.

Haren hesitated, as if he hadn't expected to actually touch his stomach. His hand trembled slightly, then slowly moved to caress the bulging area, and that touch unnecessarily excited his body. The anger at why a hero who was supposed to save people had such a weapon on his body instantly changed to pleasure, making him shudder.

Without realizing it, his body blindly chased the sexual pleasure, moving his lower body. As the long, thick thing slid out and then entered again, brutally widening his inner walls, sparks flew before his eyes. One hand was still covering Haren's on his stomach, so the movement was fully transmitted to his palm.

The physiological fear and revulsion of something strange crawling inside his body turned into tears intoxicated with pleasure. He sobbed, his mood changing almost like Janus, getting angry then feeling good.

"Uk, huu, if I, become strange..."

"...I'll take responsibility."

Haren muttered. His voice somehow rang like a promise, but he felt puzzled and then suddenly irritated. He should have said such a thing wouldn't happen at all, saying he'd take responsibility here just made him feel ominous.

"What, ugh, what will you..."

He wanted to argue, but then Haren kissed his nape. As if leaving a bite mark on his neck as proof of the promise, the moment that breath touched him, his reason melted away and he couldn't refute anything. Overcome with excitement, he kept trembling and moaning, which probably looked like he was nodding.

It felt like he was sinking into a swamp. The more he struggled to escape, the deeper and hotter he was sucked in, and he clung to Haren as if he were the only lifeline, pleading. Before he knew it, he was moving his lower body again on his own, sobbing at the breathtaking pleasure.

"Huuk, ah...!"

Then when it struck somewhere inside with a thud, his whole body trembled as if electrocuted. It had been shocking when fingers touched there earlier, but when pressed by an even larger volume, his vision flickered. As he shuddered, clutching Haren's shoulders, Haren spoke softly.

"Your whole body is red now...?"

His murmur that even his nape had turned red was between admiration and a sigh. As if fascinated by the color appearing on a person who was always pale, often mistaken for an evil spirit due to his ghastly pallor, Haren caressed his body.

That touch rose to his face. He stroked his eyes, which must have been wet with tears from sexual pleasure, while staring at him intently. His eyes seemed to have turned bright red too, as if curious, but that gaze was too embarrassing.

Thud, he placed his palm over Haren's eyes and said.

"Don't look..."

"Why?"

"Huu, don't look when I say don't look. You shouldn't look."

He knew it was ridiculous to act like this while their bodies were still connected. But he wanted to hide, feeling too embarrassed by the fact that Haren was observing him. Beneath his palm, Haren's lips briefly curved into a round shape.

Now Haren started to move. He grasped his waist and pulled him down in time with his own thrusts, making them connect even deeper. In an instant, a tingling ecstasy came and his mind went blank. Moreover, he persistently targeted the spot that had made him pass out earlier.

"Ng, huuk, n-no...!"

His whole body trembled as he fell into pleasure, then belatedly realizing his hand had come down, he hurriedly covered Haren's eyes again. With his vision completely blurred by tears, he fumbled to find the position, touching his face. The high bridge of his nose, the deeply set eyes above it. Haren laughed softly at his desperate touch.

He wanted to argue out of frustration, but he still reacted to even a single breath from him. He shuddered at the ticklish breath touching his nape, and the insertion became even more intense. As it scraped his inner walls going in and out, he tilted his head back and groaned.

"Hua, ah, there feels good."

Moreover, words saying it felt good escaped without him realizing. Before he could recover, Haren pressed his body even deeper and asked. His voice had sunk huskily.

"Here...?"

"Nng, hik, ah, aah."

Even a nasal sound burst out. Startled by the blatant moan, he bit his lower lip hard, then collapsed as if crushed when his insides were struck deeply again. As if knowing he had bitten his lip again, Haren kissed him as if to stop him. Unfiltered moans fell between their connected lips.

Soon Haren stood up while holding him. Huk, he got goosebumps as his position suddenly changed. In his panic of feeling like he would fall, he hurriedly clung to Haren's back, naturally unable to cover his eyes anymore.

How had he endured until now! He complained almost sobbing, feeling wronged.

"Aue, hic, why, whyy..."

"Because you looked like you were suffering from the heat. Huu, wouldn't it be better to resolve this quickly?"

Haren's low voice rang in his ear. Somehow his tone was even tinged with urgency, but his words always had a strange power to sound reasonable, so he just accepted it. While nodding in acceptance, he attached a condition.

"Still, huu, don't look..."

"Haha..."

"Answer me, hic."

"Yes, alright. I'll keep my eyes closed."

Though he should have been annoyed at the soothing tone, when Haren pressed his lips to his ear to answer, his whole body tensed. As he kept twitching, Haren lightly bit his earlobe and then trailed down his neckline, nuzzling. His reason evaporated steadily.

Fumblingly, he wrapped his arms around Haren's neck and his legs around his waist. It was a reflexive action out of fear of falling. Haren seemed to hesitate for a moment, but then thrust upwards fiercely. He sank his teeth into his nape while plunging his member in as if stabbing.

An overwhelming pleasure that felt like it would pierce his entire body poured over him chillingly. It was so intense that he couldn't even breathe properly, and his disordered breathing fell like the cries of a beast overcome with pleasure.

"Hung, ah, hic...!"

His softened inner walls repeatedly welcomed him, tightening and then clinging as if holding on when he withdrew. With repeated insertions, heat spread fiercely at their point of connection, and squelching sounds rang endlessly. Moreover, the increasingly wet, lewd sounds echoed even in his head.

Sounds that absolutely could not, should not exist in a space where he and Haren were together pooled between their connected bodies. A strange sense of blasphemy kept surfacing over his hazy mind. Sometimes when he tried to move his upper body away as if avoiding it, Haren would lift him deeper, and he had to hurriedly cling to him again. He seemed to greatly dislike any action of him trying to distance himself.

There was no mind to examine the reason for that in detail. Thud thud, his head shattered and his member endlessly brushed against Haren's firm abs, lifting him onto some orbit. In this position, he could no longer avoid Haren's embrace, nor could he hold back his moans or cover his eyes.

Repeatedly collapsing into Haren's arms, he panted and finally reached a shattering climax. His head tilted sharply backwards.

"Hua, ah, aah...!"

A pleasure incomparably more shocking than anything so far struck his entire body. It was an ecstasy that spread as if completely destroying and burning the existing sensations to reshape them anew. He trembled all over, spilling whitish fluid that had become thin from ejaculating so many times before.

Unable to control his trembling, he just clung tightly to Haren and endured. Around that time, hot breaths touched his ear too. Something gurgled and leaked out of the hole, dripping onto the floor with plop, plop sounds. His mind blanched white once more.

The elation of receiving the energy he had so desperately wanted in his deepest, most intimate place was dizzyingly thrilling. Having suppressed the curse with holy power, it was now time for reason to awaken a little.

"..."

But as if no one here wanted that, their unfocused eyes met. Both were still in a state of disordered breathing.

He blankly looked up at him while clinging to his embrace, then soon, without being able to distinguish who moved first, they kissed simultaneously and sank into ecstasy again.

It was a hot night.