236 – TIO Side Story 13

He felt an urge to just ram his hips indiscriminately and make him cry more. However, Han Seung-jae grabbed Seo Yi-kyung’s arms and pulled him up. Simultaneously, Seo Yi-kyung’s body shook violently. To maintain his balance, Seo Yi-kyung barely managed to lean his hand against Han Seung-jae’s chest.

But there was no way he had any strength left to support himself as he had before. His arms buckled, and his body leaned heavily forward.

“……!”

Seo Yi-kyung’s eyes crinkled. It was because Han Seung-jae pressed his lips there. Han Seung-jae’s lips, touching the eyes that had grown hot with rising heat, were cool. He gently licked the corner of Seo Yi-kyung’s eye with the tip of his tongue. Then, his lips paused for a moment at the outer corner of the eye.

Seo Yi-kyung still had one eye closed, breathing shallowly as he tried to catch his breath.

Han Seung-jae was leaning his back against the headboard of the bed, and Seo Yi-kyung was positioned astride his waist. That was how deep the member had penetrated the hole.

The love fluid flowing from the wet hole slid down, wrapping around the shaft of Han Seung-jae’s member until it reached his testicles.

“Instead of just clamping down on my cock like that, why don’t you try moving your hips?”

Without realizing it, Seo Yi-kyung had tightened his buttocks. It wasn’t intentional. He had simply tightened instinctively, as if to block the foreign sensation pushing inside.

Han Seung-jae pulled his lips away from the eye and looked down.

Seo Yi-kyung reflexively looked down at the same spot. His stomach was slippery with bodily fluids, and beneath that, his half-erect member was twitching.

In an instant, Seo Yi-kyung’s ears turned bright red. Han Seung-jae had not yet ejaculated once. However, Seo Yi-kyung had poured out plenty of semen into Han Seung-jae’s hand, and his body was reacting once again.

“Aren’t you going to move your hips?”

Han Seung-jae gave a suggestive thrust upward. Seo Yi-kyung’s buttocks bounced lightly.

“Now it’s fully erect, isn’t it?”

Feeling Han Seung-jae’s gaze, Seo Yi-kyung’s head dropped further. If he could, he desperately wanted to pull the blanket over himself to hide his waist.

“It seems your body has recovered a bit.”

Seeing as you’ve got your cock up so prettily. Han Seung-jae wrapped his hand around the back of Seo Yi-kyung’s neck and pulled him slowly. Pressing against Seo Yi-kyung’s parted lips, he gently pushed his tongue into the mouth. He softly swept across the neat teeth and entwined his tongue deeply. Sucking every bit of saliva from under the tongue, he gripped Seo Yi-kyung’s buttocks with his other hand.

Seo Yi-kyung’s waist began to move up and down. He took Han Seung-jae’s member in to the root and then let it out to the glans.

“Ugh, mmp!”

Seo Yi-kyung’s hip movements were by no means voluntary. It was simply that his buttocks were being bounced by Han Seung-jae’s hand, and his suggestive hole was devouring the cock completely.

* * *

Swoosh—

Seo Yi-kyung couldn’t regain his senses even inside the shower booth. This was because Han Seung-jae was hugging his waist from behind and inserting his fingers into the hole, scratching the inside.

“I think… I think it’s enough now.”

His hair was drenched from the pouring water, but all of Seo Yi-kyung’s nerves were focused on the back, leaving him no mental capacity to care about anything else.

“I don’t know. From where I’m standing, it doesn’t seem enough yet.”

“Ugh, hng.”

Seo Yi-kyung’s heels, lifted slightly, wandered aimlessly. For a while now, Han Seung-jae’s finger movements had been intensively stimulating one specific spot.

‘Maybe… it’s just my imagination…’

Seo Yi-kyung’s thighs trembled, and he bit his lower lip hard to stifle the moans that kept escaping. Perhaps it was because they had been having sex until dawn that his thoughts immediately drifted in that direction. It was possible that Han Seung-jae was simply trying to carefully scrape out the semen he had dumped inside the hole, and that Seo Yi-kyung, whose body had become hypersensitive, was reacting so strongly that he had to struggle to swallow his groans.

“Haa, haa……”

Seo Yi-kyung’s flanks heaved minutely. The moment Han Seung-jae withdrew his fingers, Seo Yi-kyung staggered quickly further into the stream of water. He hoped Han Seung-jae wouldn’t notice. Just the light circling and sweeping of the fingers against the inner walls made Seo Yi-kyung’s legs tremble again. Strength drained from his entire body, and his knees buckled several times as he clung to Han Seung-jae’s arm wrapped around his waist.

After struggling through the shower, Seo Yi-kyung took out a robe and slid his arms in. The moment he bowed his head to close the front, he was startled. There were clear finger marks on the inside of his thighs.

Because Han Seung-jae had been right next to him while washing, he hadn’t been able to see that area in detail.

“What is it?”

Han Seung-jae, who approached and took his own robe, looked at the same spot.

“O-oh, it’s nothing.”

Seo Yi-kyung hurriedly closed the front of the robe and tied the waist belt. He grabbed a towel and stepped out of the bathroom first.

“I’ll go check if Ji-un-ssi is awake……”

Watching him, Han Seung-jae swept back his wet hair with his hand.

Even inside the shower booth, he had to strongly suppress the urge to insert himself into Seo Yi-kyung’s soggy hole.

He had turned someone who had only recently given birth into that state.

Seo Yi-kyung seemed to think the finger marks were only on the inside of his thighs. However, the situation was the same on the buttocks that Han Seung-jae had gripped.

And looking at the hickeys engraved on his neck and around his chest, it was obvious how close to a beast Han Seung-jae had acted.

* * *

After taking off the robe, Seo Yi-kyung changed into light clothing and left the bedroom. He headed straight for the room where Ji-un-ssi was. It had now become a habit to check on Ji-un-ssi as soon as he opened his eyes. He could only feel at peace after seeing with his own eyes that the child was doing well.

Seo Yi-kyung opened the door slowly to avoid making a sound. He saw the back of Butler Do, who was looking into the baby’s crib. Seo Yi-kyung called him softly.

“Butler Do.”

At the sound of a presence, Butler Do turned around.

“Are you awake already?”

“Yes, well……”

Swallowing the words that it had happened that way by chance, Seo Yi-kyung stepped closer to Butler Do, who was tilting a baby bottle.

Looking down at Ji-un, whose clear eyes were rolling around, a smile formed on Seo Yi-kyung’s lips. The pain that had been spreading through his entire body and the embarrassment in a corner of his heart vanished instantly.

“I’ll do it.”

Seo Yi-kyung carefully picked up Ji-un, who was lying in the crib, and held her in his arms. He sat at the table and reached out one hand. Butler Do handed over the baby bottle.

Seo Yi-kyung brought the bottle to Ji-un’s tiny lips and let her suckle. Watching this, Butler Do gave a barely audible cough and spoke.

“……I will be downstairs for a moment.”

“Yes, please do.”

He wondered why Butler Do was hesitating so much over such a simple request.

“You can take your time.”

Taking care of a child entirely alone was not an easy task. Seo Yi-kyung had been caring for Ji-un with the alternating help of Da-hye and Butler Do.

But Da-hye would likely not come up to the second floor anymore. And he had heard a new person was coming……

‘I wonder what kind of person they are……’

Seo Yi-kyung gazed at Ji-un, who was staring back at him with bright eyes. While her lips moved continuously, her eyes remained fixed on Seo Yi-kyung. Soon, Seo Yi-kyung leaned down and pressed a kiss on the lovely Ji-un’s forehead.

In the original story, Han Seung-jae grew up as if he had been dumped into the hands of Butler Choi. Was that why he needed a professional from the outside rather than Da-hye? Only Han Seung-jae would know how it felt to be raised by Butler Choi. Therefore, regardless of the choice, it must be Han Seung-jae’s decision to better care for Ji-un-ssi.

Knock, knock. After a knock, the closed door opened. Butler Do took the handkerchief in his hand, folded it, rolled it thin, and wrapped it around Seo Yi-kyung’s neck.

“You might catch a cold, so it would be best to keep this around your neck.”

Seo Yi-kyung thought Butler Do was worried because he had come out after showering without drying himself completely.

‘I’ve caused worry again.’

Seo Yi-kyung placed the half-empty bottle on the table. He stood up while holding Ji-un. It was almost time for Han Seung-jae to leave for work.

“Since I woke up early today, shall we go see him off together?”

Seo Yi-kyung spoke to Ji-un as he left the room. He gently patted Ji-un’s back continuously. As he stepped into the elevator, Seo Yi-kyung’s cheeks stiffened. The smile vanished instantly.

Seo Yi-kyung stared intently at his own neck reflected in the closed door. Butler Do hadn’t brought the handkerchief out of anxiety that Seo Yi-kyung would catch a cold. Looking closely, his neck was covered in hickeys. Even when he turned his head to check the side, the situation was the same.