By Zephyria “You don’t have to worry so much, I’ll empty it for you.””
“……”You have to feed our baby.”His long penis, which took a long time to insert all the way to the root, took quite a while to come out as well. The inner wall, which had struggled to push him away, this time clung to his pillar like a suction cup, refusing to let go. The pulling force from inside was also felt by Choi Hong-seo. It was something that happened regardless of will. So even though I tried not to feel embarrassed, I couldn’t help but feel my ears burning.
“Ugh.”.. Black… Ha, ha…As the plug that had been tightly blocking inside her body loosened, the vividly intense sensation of the entrance that had been wide open finally shrank down, causing Choi Hong-seo to shudder while holding onto her pillow. The penis was as difficult to receive as it was to push away and pull out.
Lee Hae-sung, who had kissed the back of the body several times, which was marked with bite marks and bruises, slowly sat up. And I carefully turned over Choi Hong-seo, who was breathing heavily, by grabbing his shoulder.
“……”Unlike Choi Hong-seo, who was completely burned, Lee Hae-sung’s eyes, scanning the exposed body of Choi Hong-seo, were still burning with thirst.”
The body, still shaking intermittently, had completely turned to mush and was drooping. The sensitive penis twitched among the glistening black pubic hair, slick with sweat and semen, oozing bodily fluids. The deep inner thigh, slightly clenched as if trying to hide it, was marked with bite and chew marks from Lee Hae-seong, turning red and purple. Moreover, the area around the groin was completely messy with the semen that flowed out from Lee Hae-seong in the anal area and Choi Hong-seo’s own semen.
It was a body that felt sex until it became powerless, unable to resist at all.
Choi Hong-seo, relying on the strength of his understanding, turned his body and lay down, looking up at him with eyes that couldn’t fully open. Understanding Seong, who briefly pressed his lower lip with his tongue, leaned deeply toward his trembling lover.
“Huh… 하으, Black… Huh…I wiped the tears from Choi Hong-seo’s eyes, as if he had been forced to cry, and wiped the saliva that had flowed from his mouth with the back of my hand. I brushed my thumb under my eyes, which were flushed red.
“Me.”.. Did you cry?”Breathing out a sigh of relief with her slightly parted lips, Choi Hong-seo locked eyes with him.”
“I guess so.” That is also very pretty.His voice was still tinged with sexual excitement. I could tell that he didn’t want to rest. His member, which lightly touched my thigh, was still stiffly swollen, as if it wanted to rub against something.
Lee Hae-sung gently pulled down Choi Hong-seo’s lower lip with his thumb, leaving a kiss that rubbed the mucous membranes inside their lips before pulling away.
“Pancake?”I nodded in response to him as he asked that while brushing my wet bangs aside. Understanding skillfully adjusted the cumbersome penis and moved it to the edge of the bed. While he ordered the meal on the internal phone, Choi Hong-seo lay there blankly, looking at his back, asking to have the meal brought to the bedroom.
Although they only had sex once each, the sexual experience with Lee Hae-seong was by no means short. I had no idea how much time had passed.
Like room service at a hotel, Lee Hae-sung, having finished his order, leaned back against the pillows propped high against the headboard. Then, he grabbed Choi Hong-seo’s ankle, which had stretched to about his calf, and pulled him closer. The friction of the sheets sliding made Choi Hong-seo move easily.
Both of them let out a snort of laughter.
“Where are you going?”
He looked up at Choi Hong-seo, who was gathering himself to stand after being pulled so close, with a resentful gaze.
“My phone. I left it in the other room.”
“It’s a vacation. You don’t need it.”
Still immersed in the afterglow of sex, he lay languidly with one arm thrown over his head. Looking at the thick biceps embedded in his upper arm and his broad, thick chest, Choi Hong-seo felt a throbbing sensation in his inner thighs again. Jerk. As his entrance tightened and then loosened, the traces he’d left dripped down his inner thighs, soaking the sheets he was lying on.
He had squeezed it all out. Yet, the stinging heat left by his genitals’ vigorous movements still lingered inside. And still, he wanted to do it again.
He averted his gaze from Lee Hae-sung for no reason.
“I might have gotten a call from my manager. I left Tiffany with him.”
Since arriving in America, Yong-jae had sent daily updates on Tiffany’s condition with photos and videos. He hadn’t checked them yet, and they might have come in overnight. He hadn’t charged his phone, so the battery might have died.
As Choi Hong-seo tried to get off the bed and stand on his feet, he was pulled back down onto the bed as if someone had tugged him from behind. His legs didn’t have the strength he’d expected.
“You can barely stand. Where do you think you’re going?”
With a tutting sound, Lee Hae-sung grabbed his wrist and pulled.
“Come here. Stay here.”
Lee Hae-sung requested Choi Hong-seo’s phone via the intercom. As he asked, one of the attendants placed the phone by the door, knocked, and retreated. Lee Hae-sung, naked, got up and brought the phone over. The battery icon showed it was fully charged.
Several messages had arrived from Yong-jae on the messenger after 2 AM Korean time. He had thought Yong-jae was coming home unusually late; it seemed he had been out drinking with company people.
Goo Yong-jae Manager: There’s a drama KMB is preparing.
Goo Yong-jae Manager: It’s a huge project with a large budget, and both the writer and director are famous.
Goo Yong-jae Manager: Even though it hasn’t been announced, Dong-ha was almost certainly confirmed as one of the leads…
Goo Yong-jae Manager: Today, that was canceled ㅠㅠ
Goo Yong-jae Manager: The broadcasting station won’t give an exact reason… they just say it’s internal affairs and brush it off… We didn’t sign a contract, and a small company like ours can’t pick a fight with a broadcasting station… So, we just have to accept it, what else can we do?
Goo Yong-jae Manager: It was practically confirmed, so the company is frustrated, and Dong-ha is deeply disappointed.
Goo Yong-jae Manager: So the CEO treated us to drinks today ㅠㅠ
Goo Yong-jae Manager: Dong-ha had high hopes for his first lead role in a major production… it’s such a shame ㅠㅠ
He could picture Yong-jae’s heart aching and feeling upset as if it were his own problem. Then he remembered the family photo he’d seen at Park Dong-ha’s house and the story about Park Dong-ha’s father, who had been working for a moving company and had to undergo major surgery after an accident.
“What? Did something happen in Seoul?”
Lee Hae-sung, who had been gazing at Choi Hong-seo’s profile, asked with a worried voice.
“No. Nothing happened…”
“Your expression is dark.”
“Tiffany is eating well, and she’s eating her snacks well…”
“And?”
“She just keeps looking out the window from the windowsill. The manager said it’s like she’s waiting for me…”
That was true. In the later messages, Yong-jae had attached a video he’d taken of Tiffany, and in the video, Tiffany was sitting on the windowsill, looking down at the street.
“She seems to be fond of Hong-seo?”
“She wasn’t at first.”
Choi Hong-seo replied with a faint smile.
“Even though she looks like Yoon Hye-an, she acted like she was seeing a stranger… she wouldn’t come to me, and she wouldn’t let me touch her.”
Lee Hae-sung, who had been leaning against the pillow, slowly sat up completely. Then, he closed the distance between them, moving closer.
“Only Tiffany seemed to know… that I wasn’t Yoon Hye-an. And even though she rejected me… I was grateful.”
Lee Hae-sung placed his hand on Choi Hong-seo’s shoulder, his fingertips tracing his jawline as he smiled darkly.
“I wasn’t even as good as Tiffany.”
Choi Hong-seo shook his head several times.
“Even if it were me… I couldn’t have imagined it.”
He gripped the phone tightly in his hand and lowered his gaze.
“If it were me… I wouldn’t have been able to forgive you.”
“……”
“Even if you came back, you’re someone who caused such great sorrow…”
Lee Hae-sung moved even closer, until they were completely pressed together, and pulled Choi Hong-seo into a hug, resting his head on his shoulder. Then, kissing the top of his bowed head, he said softly, as if confessing a secret.
“I saw the email.”
“……”
“The email Lee Seo-kyung sent.”
“Ah…”
Choi Hong-seo slowly lifted his bowed head to look at him. Lee Hae-sung, holding Choi Hong-seo’s shoulder, swallowed hard, his face contorted in pain as if enduring agony, like swallowing needles.
“I know… you did it to protect me.”
It was a topic he had tried to avoid even last night. Lee Hae-sung’s voice was trembling slightly, as expected. Choi Hong-seo’s lips, which were trying to draw out the words, were trembling just as much.
“I regret it. If only I had held on a little longer. Or, if only I had been a little more… courageous. I regret it.”
“Holding on desperately until then, that was courage.”
The hand holding his shoulder tightened its grip. Lee Hae-sung lifted Choi Hong-seo’s chin, which was drooping, and made him meet his eyes. The tremor in his gaze and expression had shifted from sorrow to anger.
“It’s the fault of those bastards who took away even the strength to hold on a little longer.”
“……”
“You are not the one who should apologize. You are the one who deserves an apology.”
His expression, which had softened slightly when speaking to Choi Hong-seo, hardened menacingly again. As if to prevent him from seeing that face, Lee Hae-sung gently pulled the back of Choi Hong-seo’s head, making him bury his forehead against his shoulder.
“They put a person on the edge of a cliff, holding a gleaming sword in one hand… and asked, ‘Do you want to jump or be stabbed?’ If someone chooses to jump, is that evasion? Is that cowardice? Who dares to say that one should have chosen to be stabbed instead of jumping?”
His voice was laced with a sharp fury. It was so intense that Choi Hong-seo could hear the fine tremor in it. The skin Lee Hae-sung’s forehead touched was, conversely, warm.
Waiting for his excitement to subside for a moment, Lee Hae-sung kissed the top of Choi Hong-seo’s head and added as if to himself.
“This time, I won’t just watch.”
“……”
“Whoever it is, they will reap what they sow against Choi Hong-seo.”
Knock knock. At that moment, a quiet, careful knock was heard. “Vice President, the meal is ready.” A voice, as cautious as the knock, followed.
I’m going to kill them all.
The words suddenly came to Choi Hong-seo’s mind. But the situation was different now. Even then, the words “I’m going to kill them all” had struck him as chillingly vivid, but Lee Hae-sung had clearly not been in his right mind. But now, he was different from when he had held Yoon Hye-an, confused at the boundary between reality and unreality.
Kissing the top of Choi Hong-seo’s head once more, Lee Hae-sung got up from the bed to retrieve the meal prepared by the door. His movements were entirely normal.
Choi Hong-seo looked at his perfectly toned back.
“Did Lee Seo-kyung… kill him?”
“……”
His back, with its countless large and small muscles intricately fitted together, flinched for a moment. He turned back to Choi Hong-seo over his shoulder and smiled.
“Are you hungry? After we eat, shall we do it standing up this time?”
“Uncle…”
“When we’re full, I think standing positions will be good for both of us.”
Changing the subject with a gentle tone, he walked towards the window. He pulled the curtain, which had been slightly opened to let in some light, further aside to check the view outside.
“They said it would rain from late afternoon, and it’s already started. Good thing we canceled the hike.”
As he said, a drizzling sound could be heard from outside the window. Whether it was still morning, past noon, or long into the afternoon, it was impossible to gauge the time of day in this space, thick with the lingering scent of semen.
Lee Hae-sung, naked without even a robe or a towel to cover his front, stepped onto the floor barefoot and walked towards the door.