By Zephyria 
In the empty hotel, groaning moans escaped from Eun-myeong’s slightly parted lips.
“…Haa.”
He exhaled a feverish breath slowly. The inside of his throat felt incredibly scratchy. He swallowed meaninglessly, gulp, gulp, and mumbled in his half-asleep state.
“Wa…ter.”
Then, something burrowed behind Eun-myeong’s neck like a winding snake. Someone had placed an arm beneath his neck. Eun-myeong’s panting upper body was lightly lifted.
‘Who is it?’
Thoughts slowly licked through his mind. Whoever it was, they were a very grateful person. Soon, something cold touched his lips. As he slightly lowered his chin, a cup was pressed to his lips.
Gulp, gulp, gulp….
Eun-myeong puckered his lips. Cool water flowed down his throat, quenching the burning thirst. Because he had been so thirsty, he drank a considerable amount, gulping it down until he could feel his lower abdomen stretching tight.
“Haa.”
He let out a small sigh of satisfaction. It had felt as if his tongue were splitting in half…. His parched mouth was finally moist. Eun-myeong lowered his head, collapsing back onto the pillow.
He didn’t know how many times he had woken up from the aching pains. Moreover, whenever he regained consciousness, sudden thoughts would surge, leaving him relentlessly anxious.
‘Where is Noona now? Could something have happened to her….’
A chilling delusion sent shivers through his entire body. His shoulders trembled. He firmly resolved to ask about his sister as soon as the man returned.
‘Are the people at the sashimi restaurant okay?’
His heart ached when he thought of his uncles and aunts. They were people who lived hand-to-mouth; who would pay this month’s wages? They might all be starving.
Besides, Aunt Jeong-hye had mentioned she now had a granddaughter….
While Eun-myeong was lost in these frantic thoughts, a voice, damp and gloomy like water, suddenly cut through the silence.
“Your body is burning up.”
His thighs tingled. A sticky touch burrowed under his robe, like a bug crawling in.
“Hmm? What were you doing by yourself?”
Slowly, sluggishly, the hand parted the thighs that had been pressed tightly together like chopsticks.
“Shall I see if you’ve warmed up your little seed-shaker nicely?”
A slow, gloomy voice. A hot hand rummaging between his soft, pressed thighs…. Even in his sleep, Eun-myeong shifted slightly. His bottom was swollen and hypersensitive. Even the touch of his underwear felt stinging.
“Look how wet you are. Did the baby wet himself?”
The voice dropped over his eyelashes. The mattress sank deeply, as if something heavy as a refrigerator had climbed on top of him. He felt the darkness beyond his eyelids. Someone was above him.
Only then did Eun-myeong open his heavy eyes. His pupils were dry and stiff, so his vision was blurry at first, but he easily recognized who it was.
It was the man. His name was Kang Pyeong-won, and he was the one who had taken over his debt.
“I’m just sweating because it’s hot….”
He groaned as his lower abdomen ached. His whole body felt as hot as if it were on a heated stone, and cold sweat poured out. Consequently, the blanket touching his back was unbearably damp.
He wanted to get out of bed and shower immediately, but there was no strength left in his body. All Eun-myeong could do was let his neck go limp and lie spread-eagled.
The hand that had been rummaging under the robe finally forced his thighs apart.
“I heard you were a real brat who didn’t listen when you were little, huh?”
The mattress sank beneath his buttocks. Eun-myeong’s lower body plummeted along with it. It seemed a man far heavier than himself had sat between his legs.
“Mm?”
The man seemed to be saying something, but Eun-myeong was not in his right mind. He only felt a hand brushing against his groin instinctively. It circled, as if winding around Eun-myeong’s pubic hair. That strange and erotic sensation….
Suddenly, his sprawled body jerked.
“……!”
Startled, Eun-myeong quickly pushed himself up. The man—no, the person he now had to call Boss—was lifting his robe like a tablecloth and peering inside. He even swallowed hard, as if a delicious meal had been laid out inside.
And those pitch-black eyes…. They looked greasy, as if they had been soaked in boiling oil.
“I can’t do any more, the bottom is really too swollen.”
Was he planning to put it in again? He couldn’t; he really couldn’t do any more. This time, he would truly rip. Eun-myeong resisted by pressing his knees together. With both hands, he quickly pulled the hem of his robe back down.
However, Eun-myeong’s legs were soon forced apart effortlessly, like splitting chopsticks.
“That’s why I have to check.”
The man, refusing to be lenient, pressed down on his bent knees. The insides of Eun-myeong’s thighs were pulled taut. The man’s hand smeared something—whether sweat or arousal fluid—across the soft skin of his thighs.
“Did you scream and cry and piss yourself every night?”
“Eh? What does that….”
The man often said things that were hard to grasp, but Eun-myeong couldn’t understand what he was talking about at all.
“…Why? Did you miss your mommy?”
He brought his face close. At the ambiguous words, Eun-myeong’s eyes darted around. Then, a thought struck him like a bolt of lightning, and it escaped his lips.
“Did you… go to the orphanage?”
“Yeah, I did.”
A metallic clink scratched the air. It was a sound he had heard once before. Eun-myeong flinched. The man unbuckled his belt and zipped down with a shrrrip. With a thump!, a menacing cock sprang out. Eun-myeong looked at him, filled with dread, as if he had been slapped in the cheek by that very cock.
The man gripped his cock with one hand and rubbed it vigorously, the shaft looking slick and slushy due to the transparent fluid leaking from the glans. He did it with incredible speed and force.
“Whew, since they said the Omega estrus inducer flowed in there, I paid a visit.”
Then, he grabbed the ankles of Eun-myeong, whose legs were spread in an M-shape, and lifted them. The exposed soles of his feet, with the center curving inward, were fair and reddish, mottled harmoniously like a peach.
Ssh-ssh-ssh, the man rubbed his shaft against the soles of Eun-myeong’s feet.
“Haa….”
Blue veins pulsed and popped along the shaft of the cock. The glans, so dark red it was grotesque, throbbed repeatedly like a python that had swallowed a rat, as if it were about to vomit something out. It was unspeakably vulgar and crude.
“Boss….”
Eun-myeong could do nothing but offer up his feet. His eyes were clouded with distress, the area beneath them was red, and his lips were distorted. His nostrils, licked and sucked all night, were round and red like ripe cherries.
Rough, thick hair became entangled between his clean toes, which looked as if they had never known a speck of dirt. As the coarse, sandpaper-like hair rubbed against him, the soft skin began to chafe and turn white.
“I heard you were educated, huh?”
Eun-myeong felt as if the world were turning black before his eyes. He said he went to the orphanage—did he meet the Director? If so, it was a real problem.
“Did you… meet the Director?”
When Eun-myeong asked, the man didn’t answer and only gave a gloomy smirk. Silence served as an affirmative answer. For a moment, Eun-myeong felt his heart collapse.
After all, the Director was someone who had watched him very closely since he was a child. Therefore, he knew in great detail how stupid, weak, and frequently ill he was.
What if he had seen his flaws? What if he thought he was completely useless? What if he believed he had no ability to pay back the debt….
Sticky pre-cum leaked between his toes like urine. It was just like eating watermelon. When taking a big bite, the moist juice would pool in the hollows between the fingers; just like then, the pulp flowed, soaking all of Eun-myeong’s toes.
“The baby’s been touched by another bastard’s hand.”
The man said something incomprehensible. Eun-myeong had hardly ever been touched by anyone in his life. Being an orphan, unlike other children, he grew up without knowing a parent’s love. No one gave attention to someone like him. Eun-myeong was no different from a rag-tag dog wandering the streets, abandoned.
“But fuck, you were screaming and crying last night too. What exactly did you learn?”
“That’s…!”
Overcome with unfairness, Eun-myeong raised his voice, unlike his usual self. It was only because the man wouldn’t let him go, and he had cried out of distress. It was a physiological phenomenon, like how people close their eyes when they sneeze or get tears in their eyes when they yawn.
Now that he was an adult, he rarely cried. Or rather, he tried not to…. Because he knew that crying at any given moment even as an adult was too foolish.
What if he thinks I’m an idiot who can’t make money, has no education, gets sick easily, and just leaks tears?
Eun-myeong began to gauge the man’s reaction. If he told his sister to pay the debt back again, the situation would become truly dire.
“That’s because you kept doing that, Boss…. – ”
As Eun-myeong mumbled, the man chuckled. Then, he grabbed Eun-myeong’s ankle and yanked it downward.
“Uh!”
Eun-myeong momentarily lost his balance and landed hard on his buttocks. In the next instant, Eun-myeong’s eyes flew wide open. The man had buried his head between Eun-myeong’s buttocks.
“Bos… Boss, not there, Boss!”