By Zephyria 
HF 56
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“A kick…. Y-yes, I woke up because you hurt me.”
Ho-yeon spoke haltingly. Since things had already come to this, he decided it was better to just be brazen.
“Ah, so Young Master Wi, who fainted just as I finished speaking as if he’d suddenly remembered something, woke up from the pain.”
As she laid it out piece by piece, Ho-yeon’s flushed cheeks grew even hotter. It seemed he hadn’t believed him from the moment he fainted; perhaps his acting had been too poor. But as soon as the word ‘poor’ crossed his mind, what the man had said previously bothered him again.
“Are you not performing your poor waist-work today?”
“Your wife must have been quite satisfied.”
It was a conversation that severely bruised a man’s pride. All the more so because he had said it knowing that Ho-yeon hadn’t actually fainted.
“I am not poor. And… if I had a wife, I would have… tried to make her satisfied.”
“If you had a wife?”
The crimson light in Cheon Mu-gyeong’s eyes held a deeper, redder hue than usual. But more important than that was why Cheon Mu-gyeong was gripping their members. Even now, their lower bodies were pressed tightly together. The sense of volume and heat emanating from below was overwhelming.
As Ho-yeon tried to stealthily slide his hips back, his lower back was suddenly pressed down firmly.
“It’s unlikely that you gave birth to a child.”
Ho-yeon was utterly bewildered by what Cheon Mu-gyeong was talking about. First a wife, and now a child…?
“If you miss your family, I shall permit you to bring them here.”
At the time, he thought he was referring to Eumbyeol Hall, but now it seemed he believed Ho-yeon had dependents. While the children of Eumbyeol Hall were not his biological children, they were like family in his heart, so it was easy to misunderstand his words. And as for the family he shared blood with, they were already….
Ho-yeon lightly clenched the hand he had placed on Cheon Mu-gyeong’s chest.
There was no one left in the world to seek revenge against, and perhaps because it had become a habit to avoid thinking about it, his memories of his parents were blurred. Born as an only son, he had received abundant love, but at the mere age of nine, his family was framed for treason.
In Ho-yeon’s life, the existence of ‘family’ had lasted only nine years. Even those were not remembered clearly, so his memories of his parents were very fragmentary.
“I am… alone.”
Ho-yeon spoke softly, his head hanging low. He then tried to pull up his trousers however he could to place a barrier between them. As his heart grew gloomy, the member that had reacted to Cheon Mu-gyeong’s touch also lost its strength.
Mu-gyeong abruptly jerked back the head of Wi Ho-yeon, who seemed unwilling to lift his face. With a small groan of “ugh,” his chin was forced up. Mu-gyeong stared intently at Ho-yeon.
“How could I possibly believe the words of a fake Young Master Wi.”
“What would I gain from lying about that? I really am alone.”
“Then there is no need for you to return to the Ice Palace.”
“That’s different. The North Sea is my hometown. And… harassing me like this is different from our agreement. Anyway, this is strange.”
Ho-yeon put more strength into his effort to escape Cheon Mu-gyeong’s embrace. Unfortunately, since he was mounted on top of him, it looked as if he were the one attacking.
“You should know this.”
Following the low voice, the hand that had been holding the back of his head slid down to his nape. His neck, which was no more than a handful like that of a white deer, was seized by Cheon Mu-gyeong’s hand. With a flinch, Cheon Mu-gyeong’s cock grew further in volume, stimulating Ho-yeon’s softened member.
“What… what do I know?”
Ho-yeon’s voice scattered against Mu-gyeong’s chest.
“That this way is more efficient.”
The agreed-upon frequency was for Cheon Mu-gyeong to take the frost energy from Ho-yeon up to twice a day. However, they had rarely filled that quota, and as he said, it was far more efficient to be stuck together skin-to-skin like this than to have his yin energy unilaterally exploited. It was also a better way for him to absorb the man’s yang energy.
But even so, there was such a thing as human decency, and this was not right. When their members rubbed together, he had melted from the heat and even moved his hips unconsciously, but now that he was lucid, he could not be pushed further.
He should have just left him alone when he pretended to faint; he had woken him up by causing unnecessary pain. Ho-yeon scolded himself for such absurd thoughts. But did Cheon Mu-gyeong have no sense of shame? Then again, he must have felt nothing, which is why he crushed the acting.
“Just… do it like before. I said I would transfer the energy, but not in this manner.”
How could someone be so arrogant? This time, the hand that had been on his waist reached the area of his buttocks.
Because his trousers had been pulled up haphazardly, the fabric barely covering his buttocks crumpled under the man’s hand. Ho-yeon shuddered in surprise, but with his nape gripped and his buttocks pressed down, he couldn’t move an inch.
“This isn’t normal…!”
At Ho-yeon’s low exclamation, Cheon Mu-gyeong let out a low rumble in his throat.
“Are those who aren’t normal discussing what is normal?”
Ho-yeon had placed both arms between their chests, barely maintaining a boundary. Pale blue eyes and red eyes, looking as if they contained lava, clashed tensely.
“At the very least, this is an act that should only be done with someone you’ve shared intimacy with.”
Did that mean it didn’t matter that they were both men? Watching Ho-yeon try to sternly reprimand him, Mu-gyeong gripped his buttocks more firmly. He didn’t even need to look to know. Since Ho-yeon had such delicate skin, the marks of his fingers would surely remain vividly on the white flesh.
If he gripped the buttocks, which were small enough to be held in one hand, with both hands, the sight would be even more worth seeing.
“E-even if you’re the heavenly demon, this is wrong.”
Ho-yeon flailed his legs. He looked as if he wanted to pull his arms out to add to the struggling, but if he did, their bodies would cling even closer, so his hands remained like a wall blocking the two chests.
Mu-gyeong found it amusing. If Wi Ho-yeon had a wife and children, it would have been specified in the information sent by Haeun Express. He had been momentarily fooled by Wi Ho-yeon’s letter asking if the children were doing well.
“To have children without even having a wife; you certainly have a talent.”
“In Eumbyeol Hall… there are children I cherish.”
That is why I must return someday. Ho-yeon swallowed those words.
“Are you teaching them the dragon spring silk embroidery?”
Ho-yeon grit his teeth as he was mocked. He looked less like a white deer and more like a white rabbit. But it was merely pathetic for a prey animal to show its teeth.
‘If it’s like this, I’ll cancel the previous deal.’
‘I already have someone in my heart.’
Ho-yeon racked his brain to figure out which words would work best on him. But the first would likely be met with “I’ll just exploit you then,” and the second with “So what?”
He was a being who had nothing to fear in the world, to the point of being revered as a god within the cult. Through the loosely draped trousers, Cheon Mu-gyeong’s hand entered, following the crease of his buttocks. At the shudder-inducing ticklish sensation, Ho-yeon finally pulled his arms away and waved his hands frantically.
Press. He pushed his middle finger into the crease of the buttocks. Simultaneously, his thighs trembled, and the smooth perineum leading from the testicles to the hole tingled. It was a stimulation quite different from when his member was held.
“There… why there?”
The shock was clearly evident in his voice. Mu-gyeong sneered in a different sense. It seemed he only knew how to move his hips by instinct, without a single shred of lewdness in his mind. He was as innocent as if he had lived trapped in a snowy mountain without ever properly experiencing the world.
With his fists shoved back between their chests, the shock showed no sign of fading from Ho-yeon’s eyes.
“An act that should only be done with someone you’ve shared intimacy with… I wonder if I should try sharing intimacy with Young Master Wi.”
Seeing the barely visible arc of a smile on the man’s lips, Ho-yeon couldn’t tell if he was simply teasing him or if he was serious. But could the act of sharing intimacy between men possibly be….
As if to confirm Ho-yeon’s suspicion, Mu-gyeong’s middle finger passed the crease of the buttocks and approached the small, hidden hole inside. Startled, Ho-yeon quickly channeled internal power into his hands and pushed his chest away forcefully.
A thin layer of blue frost seemed to form on Mu-gyeong’s chest, only to be quickly melted by the heat. Fortunately, Ho-yeon was able to escape Mu-gyeong’s embrace. To be precise, it was more likely that Cheon Mu-gyeong had let him go.
He wiped his damp chest with his hand inside his open robe. Ho-yeon quickly cast his gaze down to the floor to avoid seeing the man’s member, which was barely covered.
“Listen carefully.”
It was a voice without any impact. Meanwhile, he firmly held his trousers, which had lost their waist tie, with both hands at the hip.
“I… I have no intention of sharing intimacy through there…!”
He looked like a smelt that had been trapped in a well, never seeing the light of day, suddenly coming out and flopping around. Having shouted abruptly, Ho-yeon rushed out of the thatched cottage, even though he had nowhere to run.
Cheon Mu-gyeong looked down at his neglected member and licked the moisture Ho-yeon had left on his palm. For someone so clumsy, his intuition was quite impressive.