By Zephyria 
146
“General…”
“……”
The moment his skin touched Ho-eun’s, and their breaths mingled, Tae-muk’s vision went black. It felt as if he had plunged headfirst into a dark sea. A sea should be cold, but the sea he fell into, pushed by Ho-eun’s hand, was hot, so very hot.
He floated in that water for a while, and when he finally regained his senses, he was already crushing Ho-eun’s body beneath him, devouring his lips.
Yes, Ho-eun’s lips. Also, his Bondmate’s lips. The only one in the world, his precious Bondmate’s lips.
The moment he recognized that, his vision darkened again, and the reason he had been clinging to scattered.
Tae-muk grasped Ho-eun’s white, slender neck with his large hand as if to crush it, sucking on his lips whole.
“Hh…”
Ho-eun opened his mouth wide to receive him as he rushed in. Normally, he would have been busy avoiding his lips and tongue, searching for a place to breathe, but today, whether he suffocated or not, he first extended his tongue to lick Tae-muk’s lips, trying to entangle with his tongue.
He wanted to give Tae-muk even more. Himself. His breath. His power.
Even while firmly held by Tae-muk, Ho-eun tried to get closer to him. He wrapped one arm around Tae-muk’s neck, the other around his waist, pressing their bodies together.
“Eung, ah…”
“Whoo…, eum…”
Their lips met and parted repeatedly, their tongues greedily intertwined. Breaths mingled, saliva passed from one to the other. It was called a kiss, but it was an act not much different from a sexual affair. It was that deep and sticky.
The inside of the tent quickly became hot with the heat the two were emitting. The sounds of smack, slurp, squelch, chwup, chyuup swirled around.
“Ha…, euum, whoo…”
Tae-muk, his brow furrowed, made his Adam’s apple quiver as he continuously let out low groans. At the same time, he kept pulling Ho-eun closer to himself. Even though he was crushing him with his whole body, he wanted to be even closer to him. He put his hand through Ho-eun’s tightly bound hair, rummaging through the back of his head.
The kiss grew more and more passionate. Tae-muk’s tongue scraped the roof of Ho-eun’s mouth, stole the saliva pooled under his tongue, and dug deep into his throat. Occasionally, when Ho-eun coughed, he even sucked that up.
But Tae-muk didn’t know satisfaction at all. He was annoyed and impatient that he couldn’t taste Ho-eun more, that he couldn’t go deeper inside him.
So, as he growled like a beast, Ho-eun, realizing this, tried to open his mouth even wider to accept Tae-muk. His lips were already stretched so taut that they seemed precarious, and when he opened them even further, his tender flesh couldn’t bear it and burst with a pop.
At that moment, when the flesh tore, opened, and blood was visible.
“……”
All of Tae-muk’s movements stopped. As he, the source of all the noise, froze, the tent immediately became silent.
“……”
Ho-eun, who had also stopped, blinked slowly. In an instant, Tae-muk inhaled something deeply. It wasn’t breath. It was indescribable, but it was as if he was gulping down some kind of energy. His already large body swelled up as if it had been filled with air.
And from that moment on, Tae-muk became closer to a beast than a human. A hungry and starving beast.
He slurped up Ho-eun’s blood. He licked it clean with his tongue. But the wound was small, so there wasn’t much blood. Tae-muk snorted irritably at the blood that had quickly stopped, then began to poke at the wound with his tongue.
“Hh…”
Ho-eun groaned, pulling back his chin. It was definitely his tongue that was piercing the wound, but it felt like a blunt blade. Even that small wound felt a sharp, stinging pain.
But Ho-eun didn’t push Tae-muk away. Rather, he opened his mouth even wider, tearing the wound further. He didn’t know if his blood was helping Tae-muk, or if he was craving his blood as part of some kind of lust, but he was willing to give it to him as much as he wanted.
As the wound widened, blood began to seep out again. Tae-muk licked it greedily. Then suddenly.
“Hiss…”
A hand as hot as if it had been heated over a fire slipped behind Ho-eun’s Sokjeogori. The large hand swept down his dry back without hesitation, grasped his slender waist, caressed his ribs, and kneaded the flesh gathered under his armpits.
“Hiss…, eung, ah…”
Ho-eun silently yielded his body, then noticed Tae-muk’s deeply furrowed brow. Thinking about something as he looked at it, he soon slowly, very secretly, pulled one arm out of his Sokjeogori. As the soft silk slipped off, Ho-eun’s bare skin was completely exposed.
At the touch of skin, Tae-muk’s breathing became twice as loud and rough. Each time he inhaled, his swollen ribs pressed against Ho-eun’s chest. His breath, exhaled into their joined mouths, was also stickier and hotter.
Ho-eun was pleased and delighted by Tae-muk’s reaction. He felt like if he did just a little more, Tae-muk would embrace him. He would take him as he pleased and be able to recover his injured body.
Ho-eun continued his own secret operation. He slowly raised his hand and began to unbutton Tae-muk’s military uniform coat, starting with the one at the bottom, one by one.
It was the first time in his life that he had unbuttoned someone’s buttons, so his clumsy hands fumbled, but he still worked hard to unbutton them. Then, when only the last button remained.
“Stop.”
Tae-muk withdrew his lips.
“……”
Ho-eun stared intently at Tae-muk. His eyes were clearer and more vivid than ever. If Tae-muk was a beast who had lost his reason due to hunger, he was like a hunter trying to catch the beast.
“You can do more.”
Ho-eun reached for Tae-muk’s button again.
“No.”
Tae-muk refused, pressing Ho-eun’s wrist down to the floor.
“……”
Feeling a sense of defeat, Ho-eun bit down hard on his lower lip. Seeing this, Tae-muk frowned as much as he could. Tsk, he clicked his tongue and gently turned Ho-eun’s bitten lower lip with his thumb to pull it out. After that, he wiped away the red blood that had formed at the corner of his mouth.
“Damn it, I ended up seeing blood…”
He muttered that and put his blood-stained thumb in his mouth and sucked it. At the ecstatic taste of Ho-eun’s saliva and blood mixed together, his eyelids twitched for a moment. The reason he had barely managed to grab before leaving was about to shake again.
But did he know that? Ho-eun pulled on Tae-muk’s open military uniform coat and wriggled his body.
“General… More, do more, us. Okay?”
It was truly an ungentlemanly movement. The exposed Sokjeogori, the clearly revealed white skin, the cheeks and eyes reddened with heat, and even the voice twisting his waist and begging for a sexual affair. Anyone who saw it would easily mistake him for a slut in heat.
“……”
Tae-muk, who had captured such Ho-eun in his eyes, felt his lower body, which had been heavy for a long time, throbbing so much that it was about to burst. He wanted to spread Ho-eun’s legs right away and shove his cock between his legs.
But Tae-muk was in a pretty good state right now to succumb to carnal desire.
Of course, his insides were still torn, and blood that had become as hot as flames was circulating throughout his body, causing pain, but still, it was bearable. His vision was clear, and his mushy, melted brain had returned to its place.
When he rushed here, he thought he would rather die than not be able to touch Ho-eun, but now he was just anxious. It meant he was feeling better. It was probably thanks to the kiss he shared with Ho-eun.
Just, just rubbing lips once could do this.
The pain of his burst eyeballs, the pain of his torn and cut fingers, and the torment of his bitten neck had become so dull.
As his longing for Ho-eun grew, he wanted to worship him. He felt like he knew why the other Gods of War were dying for their Bondmates.
Ho-eun was a great being. To Tae-muk, he was more noble than a king and greater than a god.
So, he had to cherish him. He shouldn’t waste him. He wanted to keep him by his side in his complete form for as long as possible, if possible, forever.
To do that, it was right to endure now.
Tae-muk raised his upper body, which had been covering Ho-eun, and sat down on his knees.
“That’s enough. Just sleep.”
“Even if we do a little more…”
“I told you to sleep. Or I’ll leave.”
“……”
Ho-eun bit his teeth as if he was upset. But to Tae-muk, it was just a trivial anger. There was no way he would be scared if a squirrel got angry.
Whether Ho-eun was angry or not, Tae-muk put the Sokjeogori on him, skillfully tied the strings with his large hands, arranged his limbs to lie down, and even covered him with a blanket.
On the other hand, he didn’t bother to tidy up his disheveled clothes, and without a blanket, he just flopped down next to Ho-eun. His lower body, which was as erect as it could be, was painful, but it was something he could endure compared to the pain of his body being cut and severed.
“……”
Then, he felt Ho-eun’s gaze from the side. A persistent, upright, and tenacious gaze. Tae-muk sighed at that and turned to face Ho-eun.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore, now.”
“…Really?”
“Yeah. So, sleep. You’re getting a fever.”
Tae-muk pressed Ho-eun’s forehead with his index finger. Now that his body had cooled down a bit, he could feel his fever even better. Who was he worrying about with a body like this…? He was worried that his frail body wouldn’t be able to withstand his heat and would melt away like ice. He wondered if he should have just gone to the warm south and basked in the sun, forgetting about the Devouring Ghoul, but then.
A bright smile bloomed on Ho-eun’s face, which was flushed with fever.
“That’s a relief. I’m really glad.”