By Zephyria 
35
“Whose cock? Mine?”
“Y-Your cock. Please, touch my cock……”
“One more time.”
“Touch my co-o-ock!”
Tae-muk gripped Ho-eun’s manhood tightly, pulling it up as if to yank it out, then squeezing it down. He dug at the glans with his thumb. Overwhelmed by the unbearable pleasure, Ho-eun burrowed deeper and deeper into Tae-muk’s embrace.
Then, the moment the glans was pushed back by a rough palm.
“Hngh……”
Ho-eun’s legs stretched out long and straight. Then, his body trembled. At the same time, Tae-muk’s hand became slick. Yet, Tae-muk didn’t withdraw his hand, gently shaking Ho-eun’s member until he finished.
It wasn’t for Ho-eun’s sake. He just wanted to watch his distorted, crumpled face for a little longer.
Ho-eun’s ejaculate wasn’t much. It ended with a quick spurt, like a mouse pissing. His lean body slumped powerlessly. His flat chest rose and fell rapidly, exhaling hot breaths.
“……”
Around then, Tae-muk pulled his hand out of his pants. Then, he held up his wet hand. A white, viscous liquid slowly dripped down his fingers.
In that instant, Tae-muk’s eyes narrowed. He felt a strange thirst, no, a hunger. He stuck out his tongue and licked Ho-eun’s semen clean.
“Hic……”
Ho-eun stiffened at the sight. Then, he curled up his limbs, huddled into a ball, and began to cry. Shame washed over him belatedly.
The more he replayed what he had done, what he had said, the more his heart sank. He felt like he had done something terrible. Something that, if anyone found out, he couldn’t bear to live with.
“Hngh, hngh……. Hnnngh……”
Ho-eun cried more sorrowfully than when Tae-muk’s cock had nearly torn his throat, as if he had so much to be sad about. Tae-muk, who had been licking up Ho-eun’s semen, chuckled at the sight.
“Why are you crying? You touched me too. You can, but I can’t?”
At those words, Ho-eun abruptly lifted his head.
“How can that and this, how can…….”
His ‘sticking together operation’ wasn’t this lewd and low. How could he compare that to this? How? With what heart he had done it.
Ho-eun, his plump lips pursing and twitching, soon burst into even louder sobs.
But ironically, he cried in Tae-muk’s arms. He hugged Tae-muk’s waist tightly, as if they were riding a horse together, burying his cheek so deeply into his chest that it flattened, sobbing and sniffling loudly.
“……”
Tae-muk waited for him to stop crying. What else could he do? He couldn’t just rip out his tongue to stop him from crying. He planned to wait until he calmed down a bit and then do this and that. The night was long.
Indeed, after some time, Ho-eun’s crying subsided. Tae-muk lowered his head.
But, Ho-eun’s eyes were closed. His breaths were regular. Ominously.
“Hey.”
“……”
“Hey. Wake up.”
He tapped Ho-eun’s cheek. Then, Ho-eun.
“Ugh……”
Twisted his shoulder as if telling him not to touch him, and burrowed deeper into Tae-muk’s arms. His soft cheek was pressed tightly between Tae-muk’s plump pecs. Fine breaths scattered softly above his sternum.
“Huh……”
Tae-muk looked down at Ho-eun in disbelief.
From some point, it seemed like one or two bamboos appeared, and soon the whole world was filled with bamboo. They all stood so straight and tall, their ends were nowhere to be seen. If you climbed those soaring bamboos, it felt like you could reach the sky.
The bamboo grew extremely densely. The Crimson Rain Brigade, who always moved as a group, had to walk with some distance between them, three, two, one at a time. Still, they were within arm’s reach, so there was no worry or fear.
Today, Ho-eun rode his own horse, not Tae-muk’s. Actually, he had planned to continue the ‘sticking together operation’ for a few more days, but he was so ashamed of what happened last night that he couldn’t even bear to look at Tae-muk, let alone ride his horse.
As the nights repeated, he had become quite accustomed to touching Tae-muk’s body, but he couldn’t get used to him touching his body. Judging from last night, he might never get used to it.
Ho-eun sighed deeply. He felt a gaze from the side. Gil-sang raised his eyebrows as if asking what was wrong. Ho-eun brushed it off with an awkward smile and asked something else.
“How much further until we reach the base?”
“I think we’ll arrive in about two days.”
Ho-eun’s eyes widened at those words. That was because Gil-sang had said it would take about ten days when they departed.
“Two days? I thought we had five days left……”
It wasn’t exactly welcome news. Because when they arrived…… he would have to fully accept Tae-muk. Because the leniency he received for being a ‘nobleman’ would be over. Ho-eun chewed on his lip. Gil-sang spoke in a strangely excited voice.
“Ah, there aren’t many Eater Bugs this time.”
“This is…… not many?”
So far, they had encountered them twice, once in the valley and once while he was unconscious, which was essentially once every two days. If you included the ones Tae-muk had dealt with at the entrance to clear the path, the number was much higher.
“Well, strictly speaking, it’s not that there aren’t many. But the battles weren’t difficult, were they?”
“Not…… difficult?”
Ho-eun’s gaze briefly touched Gil-sang’s shoulder. He clearly remembered the shoulder with holes punched in it by the Devouring Ghoul’s hand. He couldn’t see the bandage now, but he didn’t know if it had fully healed or not. He had been injured because of him, but he was too preoccupied to even ask how he was doing.
In any case, it couldn’t be said that the battles weren’t difficult.
“Do you remember the ones we met in the valley?”
“Yes.”
“Those kinds of guys usually make us fight all night. We get hurt a lot, and if the situation isn’t good, we sometimes have to retreat.”
Ho-eun’s eyes furrowed slightly. Retreat? It was a word that didn’t suit the Crimson Rain Brigade at all, or rather, Tae-muk.
“Retreat……. I don’t know much, but it didn’t seem like that difficult of a battle.”
It wasn’t an easy battle, but it wasn’t to the point of retreating, was it? Was it because he was hiding in the rocks and couldn’t see properly? Ho-eun was reflecting on that day. Gil-sang suddenly smiled.
“Yes. It wasn’t difficult. It’s all thanks to you, young master.”
“……Me?”
“Yes.”
“…….”
It was a meaningless statement. All he had done was hide cowardly. As Ho-eun stared at Gil-sang, Gil-sang turned his head forward. Following his gaze, he saw Tae-muk’s back.
“Thanks to you, young master, our Captain-.”
The moment he was about to say something.
Aaaaaaaah!
A scream was heard from somewhere. It wasn’t a scream from nearby. It came from beyond the dense bamboo. The Crimson Rain Brigade stopped. Everyone looked towards where the scream had come from. Some even drew their weapons.
“……”
Gil-sang also stopped talking and turned his gaze.
“……”
Ho-eun did the same.
However, all that could be seen were the quietly standing bamboos. Those who had been staring into the air for a moment moved their heads simultaneously, as if they had made a promise. At the end of their gaze was Tae-muk.
At that moment, Tae-muk strongly pulled the reins, turning his horse’s head. Then, he began to run towards where the scream had come from. The Crimson Rain Brigade soldiers quickly followed him.
Thud thud thud, thud thud thud thud.
The sound of hooves loudly shook the world. The bamboo leaves were all shaken. Gil-sang also readjusted the reins.
“Young master, stick close and follow me.”
“Ah, yes!”
Gil-sang ran first, and Ho-eun began to follow him. His hair flew wildly behind him due to the strong speed. The wind rushing at his face was quite threatening.
He had been riding a horse every day since leaving home, but this was the first time he had galloped at full speed. That meant that this was the fastest speed Ho-eun had ever experienced in his life.
Tense, Ho-eun gripped the reins tightly. He ran, avoiding the sharply rising bamboos, vowing not to make a mistake and not to fall behind.
Then, at some point, a bamboo that flashed past was strangely crimson.
Red bamboo.
Ho-eun wondered if what he had just seen was real and turned his head, but it was already far behind him. Ho-eun tilted his head and looked forward again. But.
“Uh……”
There was a person lying right in front of him. No, it would be more accurate to say a corpse.
Gil-sang jumped over the corpse. On the other hand, Ho-eun, startled, unknowingly pulled on the reins. The horse stopped abruptly. Ho-eun’s butt seemed to float up from the recoil, and in the blink of an eye, his body flew forward.
“Ah……”
Ho-eun couldn’t even scream. In that moment, he thought he was going to die like this.
Fortunately, he didn’t fly far thanks to the densely packed bamboo. Ho-eun, who collided with the bamboo with his shoulder, slid straight down. The bamboo shook with a frustrated rustle.
“Ugh……”
“Young master!”
Gil-sang, who had been going ahead, quickly returned.