By Zephyria “Prepare. Ready, action!”
As the cameras rolled, Tae-jun approached the actress and spoke to her. Even in a simple action, he exuded an aura that instantly drew the viewer’s attention. Yumin’s jaw dropped at his surprisingly professional demeanor.
Seeing Tae-jun, who didn’t lose his radiance even when standing next to the actress, but rather displayed an overwhelming presence, Yumin found it absurd.
‘He’s too handsome! Like a real actor.’
Whether it was acting or reality, the actress was also portraying her emotions of excitement richly.
The extras watching them chimed in.
“They look really good together.”
“Honestly, he’s more handsome than the male lead?”
“I know, right? What if they replace the lead? They look so good together…”
At their words, Yumin felt a lump in his throat. His lips grew dry.
‘No. Tae-jun is mine!’
Next was the scene where Tae-jun offered his back to the actress.
“Please, get on my back. I’ll take you down the mountain.”
“Is that okay?”
“Hurry.”
The actress got on Tae-jun’s back. Yumin, overcome with jealousy, stomped his feet clad in black socks. He knew it was a necessary scene for the flow, but knowing the feel of Tae-jun’s back so well, his eyes rolled back at the thought of wanting to monopolize that sensation. Every second felt like a year.
‘Please, no NG. Let’s get it in one take.’
As if Yumin’s earnest prayer was heard, the filming thankfully concluded in one go.
“Cut! Good work, everyone.”
As soon as the OK sign was given, Yumin grabbed Tae-jun and thrust a drink into his hands.
“You worked hard! Are you thirsty?”
He could feel the actress gazing at Tae-jun from behind him, but Yumin desperately blocked Tae-jun’s front. Tae-jun found the sight of him flustering, unable to completely block her view despite his short stature, quite endearing.
‘The little guy gets jealous so easily. I like it.’
“Hold on. I think we need to reshoot that scene. Everyone gather around again.”
Yumin despaired inwardly. He would have to lend Tae-jun’s back to another woman once more.
Just then, the sky suddenly darkened, and a light drizzle began to fall.
“Whoa, it’s raining.”
“Pack up the equipment! Quickly!”
Filming was halted. Being in the mountains, the sky darkened instantly, and a cold wind blew. The rain grew heavier, obscuring vision. It didn’t look like it would stop anytime soon.
“This won’t do. Let’s wrap up for today.”
“Yes, understood.”
“Extras, please head to the accommodation. Take the shuttle bus.”
As people began packing their belongings and heading for the bus, Tae-jun stopped Yumin.
“Yumin, don’t take the bus. Let’s go separately.”
“Huh? Then what about the accommodation?”
“I have a villa nearby. Let’s go there.”
“Wow, really?”
“Yeah. I’ve already spoken to the director separately, so don’t worry. Just follow me.”
Tae-jun led Yumin to where he had parked his car down the mountainside. After walking quite a bit in the rain, Yumin’s clothes were soaked. Wearing a thin shirt, his body was clearly visible.
“You’re wet.”
Tae-jun slowly scanned Yumin’s wet chest and neck, then swallowed. He reached out and gently patted Yumin’s wet hair.
“It tickles.”
“Yeah, yeah. Stay still.”
Tae-jun retrieved a towel from the back seat and carefully dried Yumin’s hair. Yumin closed his eyes tightly, surrendering to his touch.
“Yumin. Can you unbutton your shirt? It’s too wet.”
“Yeah. Okay.”
Yumin unbuttoned two or three buttons of his shirt. Tae-jun slipped his hand inside.
“Ah!”
“Try to bear with it a little, even if it tickles. You don’t want to catch a cold.”
Under the guise of drying him, Tae-jun fumbled all over Yumin’s upper body. Then, his fingertips brushed against a protruding nipple. His touch was clearly intentional.
Yumin flinched and hunched his shoulders. Tae-jun smiled faintly and pressed down on the spot with the towel.
After rubbing back and forth a few times, the nipple became even more prominent than before. Because he was wearing a white shirt, its reddish color was also fully revealed. It was plump and swollen, like a perfectly ripe cherry.
Yumin squirmed, embarrassed. But Tae-jun wasn’t about to let him go.
“Yumin, let’s dry a little more.”
“I think… I think that’s enough…”
“No. Not yet.”
“Then just a little more…”
The tips of Yumin’s ears turned red. They were the same cherry-red color as his nipples. Tae-jun wanted to lay Yumin down right there and suck on his wet chest, but the rain was getting heavier, and they had to move quickly.
‘Tch, what a shame.’
Tae-jun licked his lips and grabbed the steering wheel.
The drive from the film set to the villa wasn’t long. Descending the winding mountain road and entering a well-paved path took less than ten minutes. The villa was located in a quiet village, with a high mountain as its backdrop and a calm lake in front, making it picturesque.
“Wow, this is your villa? It’s amazing.”
With an exterior reminiscent of a medieval castle, Yumin exclaimed in admiration. The overgrown bushes at the entrance to the villa grounds, combined with the rain, made the old brick building feel even more mysterious. It felt like stepping into a time machine and traveling back to the past.
The villa was not only spacious but also had tall, neatly trimmed garden trees, with both the main house and annex perfectly manicured. The building itself seemed to exude an aura of at least a hundred years of history, yet the interior was as comfortable and clean as a luxury resort.
The ceiling was very high, the floors were finished with marble, and the furniture and artwork placed throughout were suitable for a five-star hotel.
“It’s so clean.”
“Yeah. There’s someone who manages it regularly. There should be food too.”
“I’ve never been to a place this nice before. It feels like a vacation.”
“It is a vacation. Just for you and me.”
Yumin couldn’t stop smiling at the unexpected fortune of coming on a trip alone with his lover.
Entering the dining room adjacent to the living room, they found a rustic wine cellar, a small storage room with firewood stacked, an unidentifiable small utility room, and a wood-toned dining kitchen.
A large round table, like one seen at a hotel wedding venue, with silver cutlery and tablecloths, was a feast for the eyes.
“Yumin, are you hungry?”
“No. I ate a lot earlier, so I’m not hungry yet.”
“Then let’s have some wine.”
“Sounds good.”
Yumin was captivated by the taste of the wine. Having occasionally had a glass or two of wine when visiting Tae-jun’s house, he had come to appreciate its flavor.
What Tae-jun brought from the wine cellar was a sparkling wine with a pale pink hue and a sweet aroma. It went down smoothly thanks to the carbonation and was sweet by nature.
“Wow! It’s really delicious.”
“It’s quite high in alcohol content. Drink slowly.”
“It’s so delicious, it tastes like juice.”
“You’ll get drunk if you drink it too fast.”
“Okay, okay.”
Yumin said that, but he downed glass after glass. He had been cold from the rain, but drinking the alcohol made him feel warmer. As the alcohol quickly entered his body, Yumin’s cheeks flushed red. Not only that, but his collarbone, neck, fingertips, and toes also turned pink.
“Should I have washed up before drinking? You might get dizzy in the shower.”
“It’s okay. I can do it with you.”
“What?”
“I can wash you.”
Tae-jun murmured in a low voice and moved closer to Yumin. Yumin was intoxicated once more by his subtle scent. His entire body felt languidly relaxed, and he giggled.
“Are you really going to wash me?”
“Yes. Of course.”
“Mmm… Thank you so much. How should I repay you…?”
“It’s easy.”
“Huh?”
“Just do what you always do.”
What did that mean? While Yumin was bewildered, his body was suddenly lifted into the air.
“Aah! Let me go!”
“You said you were dizzy. Stay still.”
Tae-jun easily lifted him and began to walk with long strides. Yumin struggled, but it was no use.
The two headed straight for the bathroom. Tae-jun sat Yumin on the edge of the bathtub and turned on the warm water. As the water poured out, he began to undress Yumin.
The sound of wet clothes being removed was squelchy. Each time their lips met and parted, thin, transparent threads appeared and disappeared in the air.
“Mmm…”
Sweet saliva, which he couldn’t swallow completely, dripped from the corner of Yumin’s lips down his chin. Tae-jun cupped Yumin’s small chin and kissed him repeatedly.
The bathroom was filled with warm steam. With every breath, Yumin felt as if the humid air was moistening his lungs, and he shivered involuntarily.
“Are you cold?”
Tae-jun whispered affectionately, kissing Yumin’s cheek.
“No, I’m okay.”
Yumin shook his head slightly. Tae-jun kissed Yumin’s eyes and then lifted him up.
“W-wait a minute!”
“Why?”
“I’m scared…”
As a feline beastman, Yumin naturally liked high places. Although he couldn’t install a cat tower in his dorm room due to concerns about being seen, he had a handmade cat tower in his room at his parents’ home. By middle school, beastmen would have their own cat towers. They were usually made during practical classes at beastman schools, with designs varying according to individual personalities. Yumin also had his own cat tower, imbued with his middle school sensibilities. And sometimes, he would undergo beast transformation and rest in his hideaway.
So, Yumin’s fear now wasn’t just because Tae-jun had lifted him. It was more the fear of sex in an unfamiliar space, something he had never attempted before. It was closer to the fear of the unpredictable, of not knowing what would happen here.
“It’s okay. I’ll handle everything.”
Tae-jun whispered in an even more affectionate voice, as if to reassure Yumin. Yumin had no choice but to grip Tae-jun’s shoulder tightly.
Soon, an indescribable strong pressure was felt below. A thick penis probed and entered the narrow opening. Tears welled up in Yumin’s eyes. Along with the pain, a secret pleasure coursed through his entire body.
“Ah, ah…”
“Don’t hold back your sounds.”
The squelching sounds filled the bathroom. With every strong thrust of Tae-jun’s hips, Yumin trembled. Compared to the sounds of their joining, Yumin’s moans were small and weak. Tae-jun didn’t like that. He wanted Yumin to lose consciousness and cling to him with all his might.
Unaware of Tae-jun’s thoughts, Yumin stood on tiptoe, leaning his face against the cold bathroom tiles, accepting Tae-jun. His toes kept curling, and the inside of his thighs ached. Because Tae-jun had lifted one of his legs, Yumin was essentially bearing his entire weight on the tips of his other foot.
Moreover, due to the nature of the bathroom space, any sound would echo loudly, so Yumin couldn’t fully moan. If he could, he would have let go of everything, clung to Tae-jun, and cried out, but his last shred of pride wouldn’t allow it. There was nothing else Yumin could do. He could only try to suppress his sounds and tremble.
“This won’t do.”
“…What?”
Tae-jun withdrew his penis without warning.
“Ahk!”
As a result, Yumin’s back contracted strongly. When the penis that had filled his belly moments before disappeared, Yumin felt a great sense of loss. Tae-jun, who caught Yumin as he stumbled, slowly turned his body.
Their eyes met directly. And Yumin involuntarily took a deep breath. Tae-jun’s gaze held a unique intensity he had never seen before.
“Tae-jun…?”
“Hold on tight.”
With those words, Tae-jun lifted Yumin into the air. Suddenly having nothing to rely on, Yumin flailed his arms in panic. As if he had expected it, Tae-jun pushed Yumin against the bathroom wall and inserted himself.
“Ah…!”
“Haa, this is so good.”
Tae-jun growled lowly, nibbling on Yumin’s earlobe. Without giving Yumin a chance to respond, Tae-jun thrust his hips roughly.
“Ah, ah!”
“Yumin, ha, Go Yumin…”
Now, Yumin could no longer hold back his moans. The feeling was entirely different from when he was being penetrated from behind. With every thrust of Tae-jun’s thick, hard penis, Yumin’s fingertips, lips, and entire body tensed.
The movements gradually quickened. The sound from their joining changed from a squelching noise to a rhythmic tak, tak, tak. Unable to bear the pleasure of being penetrated from below, Yumin arched his head back. Tae-jun’s lips followed, attaching to the nape of Yumin’s neck. After gently tickling with his front teeth, Tae-jun’s fangs lightly bit Yumin’s neck.
A small bite mark appeared on the reddened nape. Tae-jun looked at the mark and smiled with satisfaction. Although he could only leave this much now, in the near future, Tae-jun would bite Yumin’s neck. Of course, he had no intention of hurting Yumin. He simply intended to leave a mark of possession, a warning that he should never be touched carelessly.
Since Yumin was a human, he wouldn’t understand the meaning of the mark. However, it could be a sufficient warning to other beastmen. There was nothing like a mark for getting rid of bothersome gnats.
“…Tae-jun?”
Lost in thought for a moment, Tae-jun’s movements slowed. Yumin, feeling a sense of longing, licked his lips and looked at Tae-jun. Then, without any warning, Tae-jun’s movements became rough again.
“Haa, good, Tae-jun, Tae-jun-”
“I like it too.”
This time, Tae-jun didn’t hesitate. The opening gripping Tae-jun’s penis pulsed, welcoming the invasion. Repeating the motion of thrusting to the limit and then withdrawing, Tae-jun moved his hips freely. Yumin’s arms, wrapped around Tae-jun’s shoulders, tensed. Scratching Tae-jun’s back with short nails, then gripping him tightly, Yumin moaned.
Eventually, Tae-jun’s movements became large and irregular. Yumin closed his eyes tightly, sensing that his climax was near. White and black lights flickered beyond his eyelids. His body felt like it wasn’t his own. Feeling an intense pleasure, like falling from an impossibly high place to the ground, Yumin let out a scream-like moan.
As Yumin squeezed Tae-jun’s penis tightly and ejaculated, Tae-jun’s movements became even more violent than before. Without even a moment to enjoy the afterglow of his climax, Yumin was on the verge of passing out from the renewed, intense penetration. The extreme pleasure he had already experienced was now compounded by more pleasure. This time, Yumin ejaculated again without even being able to scream. Thin semen flowed down. Using that semen as lubricant, Tae-jun accelerated his movements.
Finally, when Tae-jun finished ejaculating inside Yumin, Yumin’s entire body went limp.
“Hoo…”
Tae-jun carefully withdrew his penis, so as not to wake Yumin. Semen flowed down from his still-open orifice. At the sight, Tae-jun’s penis became hard again.
However, even Tae-jun didn’t want to penetrate someone who had fainted. More importantly, they had been in the bathroom for quite a long time, and Yumin might be uncomfortable.
Tae-jun licked his lips with regret and gently embraced Yumin’s body. Yumin’s warm, relaxed body felt more pleasant than ever.