By Zephyria 
From the beginning, he was a human with a bewitching body and an alluring face. He drew attention even when standing still, and when he smiled broadly, he seemed to absorb and monopolize all the light in the world. The way his hair, which he rarely tied, flowed over his neck and caught the sunlight; the scratch marks left when he rubbed his neck because it was itchy; the dip in his waist when he lay on his stomach; the lips parted like flower petals when lost in thought. Beyond these, countless trivial things shook and dismantled Biryoo’s composure.
No matter how little interest one had in men or how well one could control their impulses, seeing such things every day was a cruel ordeal.
‘If you would only let me, I shall show you the heavenly realm.’
Even when Young-pa leaped over the line Biryoo had drawn and provoked them, Biryoo tried to endure. However, they finally surrendered in the face of the shamelessness of a man who, devoid of any modesty, attempted to climb atop them with his genitals exposed.
Biryoo was seized by the vulgar desire they had tried so hard to ignore. They gasped, prying open the dirty hole with their fingers and thrusting their phallus inside. Casting aside the dignity of a deity, they became a beast, pounding away. Throughout the night, they coveted the man’s body and ejaculated yin water deep into the Gokdo. They had been swept away by the same vulgar impulses as the humans they once despised.
In bed, Young-pa acted exceedingly seductive, completely stealing Biryoo’s senses. One moment he was screaming in pain and trembling violently, yet once he grew accustomed to it, he became lewd. He let out breathless moans and bit Biryoo’s forearms and shoulders as if acting coquettishly. Biryoo was already weak to his tears, and with Young-pa weeping throughout the sexual intercourse, it was like pouring oil on a fire.
Even when the semen he discharged clung stickily to his cheeks, chest, and stomach; even when blood from the profane anus flowed down his thighs; even when the corners of his mouth were drenched with his own saliva, Biryoo did not feel a single shred of disgust.
‘How did it come to this?’
Little by little, without realizing it, while living complacently, they had been defeated. What they thought was a trivial drizzle turned out to be an unavoidable waterfall.
Deep down, they knew. It was only a matter of time. Just as male and female animals mate, or as human men and women fall in love, Biryoo’s heart had been stolen by someone who was neither dragon nor woman.
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After washing themselves clean, Biryoo brought a bucket of water.
The sleeping man’s forehead was still drenched in sweat. His eyelashes and cheeks were stained with tear marks. While wiping Young-pa’s body with a piece of cloth soaked in water, Biryoo’s phallus grew stiff and rose again.
A heavy sigh escaped them, feeling ashamed and bewildered by the sensation of being unable to control their lust. As if infected by a plague, it felt as though they had become strange themselves by staying close to a lewd person who went into heat at any given moment.
Biryoo wiped Young-pa’s stomach, genitals, and thighs with water. Even as they flipped his body over, Young-pa did not wake. His cock, which had leaked fluids without tiring throughout the lovemaking, hung limp.
The area between his legs was too dirty to look at with open eyes. As Biryoo spread his buttocks wide enough to see the inner flesh, a strong urge to delve inside surged. Biryoo silently wiped away the dried blood and sexual fluids.
They discarded the torn and soiled mat and spread their own robe on the floor. After laying Young-pa upon it and covering him with a jacket, they stepped back.
Young-pa, who had slept as if dead, woke up late the next day. Biryoo expected that he would be unable to even meet their eyes out of shame or fear. However, Young-pa stretched languidly and wandered around the cave naked and clumsily.
“Azure Dragon, did you sleep peacefully?”
Seeing how utterly brazen he was, Biryoo clicked their tongue.
“I have left your clothes to dry outside. Go put them on.”
Young-pa ignored the words and approached Biryoo. Then, as if Biryoo’s thigh were a chair, he sat upon it.
“My cock is crying the moment I see you; what should I do?”
Biryoo had been pretending not to notice that the cock was as stiff as an iron skewer. Because Biryoo stood up abruptly, Young-pa rolled clumsily across the cave floor.
“It is unsightly, so put on your clothes.”
“I thought you would become a little kinder, but you are too much.”
Biryoo let out a hollow laugh while stepping out of the cave.
Even after mixing their bodies, that bizarre human had not changed in the slightest. Perhaps the only one who had changed was Biryoo.
Biryoo never forgot their purpose for a single moment. Furthermore, they knew better than anyone how easily a human’s heart changes and what untrustworthy beasts they are. Yet, as if none of that mattered, the wind blowing against their cheek felt soft.
The Deeply Sunken Pearl
“Brother!”
Lee Shim waved happily the moment he saw Young-pa. Having lived as someone’s servant for fifteen days, Young-pa felt glad to see his lackey.
“You kept your promise, earthworm.”
“Whose promise would I dare break? But are you uncomfortable moving? You seem to be limping.”
“It is nothing. Something happened.”
Lee Shim rushed over.
“Brother, do you know how anxious I was? About that matter from fifteen days ago. Since the Flame Venom Snake and I told them we saw a dragon on Asadal Mountain, the higher-ups told me to report in detail!”
“And what did you say?”
“I went down into a dark cave and described the Yellow Dragon’s appearance to a serpent wearing silk clothes. Screeeech! Screeeech! A thunderous cry that felt like it would deafen me, and those glaring, flashing, terrifying, brilliantly glowing red eyes…”
“Cut the useless parts and keep it short.”
“I told them everything truthfully, except for the part about you, Brother. Then they told me to leave in a tone that suggested they weren’t interested.”
‘He is my sworn enemy.’
Asadal Mountain was the mountain where a dragon, an enemy of the Azure Dragon, resided. Because of that, Biryoo’s judgment—that they would be less suspected there—seemed to have been correct.
“It seems Black Tortoise is investigating here and there. There are so many mountains rising from this land; it is no easy task. I heard that last week, they sent a swarm of serpents to Myohyang Mountain, Jirisan, and Seoraksan. Currently, interest is focused on Odaesan, where there are reports of serpents dying in droves, and Taebaeksan, where rumors say a suspicious human is wandering.”
“Were you not suspected on your way here?”
“I nearly died climbing this mountain and that for fifteen days just to avoid suspicion.”
Lee Shim said he had visited Biseulsan three days ago and Garisan the day before. Because he climbed mountains like a madman, rumors spread among the serpents that Lee Shim was trying too hard to get in Black Tortoise’s good graces. Thanks to that, Lee Shim lost his connections with the serpents, but he was able to visit Asadal Mountain without being suspected.
“You used your head well.”
“They will soon go to Sobaeksan to investigate, and I intend to subtly obstruct them to make it as slow as possible. That is all.”
Lee Shim bowed with a proud expression. Young-pa was satisfied to see that he had performed his role as a spy quite well, but he did not show it, fearing Lee Shim might become arrogant or harbor other intentions.
“How have you been, Brother?”
“If I tell you my movements, you might report them to Black Tortoise, so how could I reveal them?”
“I only asked because I was worried, you are too much.”
Lee Shim’s shoulders slumped with a crestfallen face.
“I am plotting secret matters with the Azure Dragon, so there is nothing to worry about.”
At the mention of the Azure Dragon, Lee Shim’s expression brightened.
“By any chance… when will my wish-fulfilling jewel…”
“Now is the time when your information is needed. I will give it to you when the time comes, so wait.”
Lee Shim nodded and set down the small bundle he had carried on his back. Once the disguise was released, a large bundle that required both arms to hold appeared.
“I brought various things so that you may stay comfortably in the mountains, Brother. Please take them.”
When Young-pa opened it slightly, it was full of food, tools, blankets, and clothes.
“I did not know you had such a meticulous side.”
“It is only because you had no interest in me, Brother; I am originally a most meticulous lesser dragon. I will be suspected if I stay too long, so I shall be on my way. When shall our next meeting be?”
“In ten days, here.”
Lee Shim grabbed Young-pa’s hand firmly.
“Ji Seo-gu is searching for you with fire in his eyes. Please be careful.”
“I understand.”
Lee Shim transformed into a lesser dragon and slithered down the mountain like an arrow. Young-pa watched his retreating figure until he disappeared before turning around.
≋ ≋ ≋
When Young-pa returned to his quarters, he was greeted by the dog, as usual. The dog placed both paws on Young-pa’s shoulders and licked his face. Biryoo was sitting in meditation deep within the cave.
“I have returned, Azure Dragon.”
Young-pa relayed the stories he heard from Lee Shim to Biryoo. Biryoo simply listened without saying much.
“The earthworm was commendable enough to bring a bundle.”
As they opened the bundle, all sorts of things came out. For food, there was a handful of rice and beans, beef and fish jerky, walnuts and pine nuts, and various types of rice cakes. There were also small bottles containing sesame oil, soy sauce, and soybean paste. It contained spoons, bowls, a basket, extra clothes, a thick mat, and blankets.
Biryoo ignored the other items and picked up a bottle of liquor, smelling its aroma.
“It is grain liquor. It should taste good.”
“You are like a drunken dragon.”
“What did you say?”
“I didn’t say anything.”
Avoiding their gaze, Young-pa layered the new mat and blanket on the cave floor. Then, he looked at the now much softer sleeping area with satisfaction.
“Azure Dragon, since we are now in a relationship where we even perform radiant energy exchange, wouldn’t it be alright to combine our bedrooms?”
“Is there anyone who shares a room with their servant?”
‘Then is it a common thing to fuck a servant, you rotten dragon!’
Young-pa huffed, turning his back to them.
Biryoo was feigning ignorance, as if they had never shared intimacy with Young-pa. Despite having embraced a man’s body and pounded like a beast. Despite having sucked the man’s lips as if they were coated in sweet honey!
From the attempt to trip up Biryoo only to be raped instead, to the pain that made his vision go white, and then the unexpected excitement and pleasure—everything had been a series of surprises for Young-pa.
As a man, how could he be glad to be embraced by another? However, Young-pa accepted the reality quickly. He considered that if this was the only way to enjoy time with Biryoo, it could not be helped.
The only thing he couldn’t understand was Biryoo’s intention. Did they do such things merely to punish him? If so, why did they stroke his cheek so tenderly during the lovemaking? In the first place, how could they have embraced a man?
Young-pa had flirted with them several times to find out, but since Biryoo didn’t even entertain him, let alone be moved by lust to touch him again, he had no choice but to give up.
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In the evening, they set up a liquor table full of side dishes. Since Biryoo said they weren’t in the mood inside the cave, they set up on a high cliff after confirming that Jeolgon was holed up in his quarters. From there, not only Jeolgon’s quarters but also the lake, the valley, and the pine forest covering the mountains like clouds were clearly visible.
The two sat side by side and drank. They brought beef jerky and honey cakes as side dishes. Young-pa, glad to eat meat after a long time, chewed the beef jerky vigorously, while Biryoo emptied their glass without touching the side dishes.
“Azure Dragon, when do we go to find the second ingredient?”
“When your body has healed.”
Young-pa asked while filling Biryoo’s glass.
“What is the second ingredient?”
“The ‘deeply sunken pearl’ refers to the ocean’s treasure pearl.”
“Where on earth does one obtain such a thing?”
“Seohae Yongwang has a hobby of raising shellfish, so it is worth going there to obtain one.”
“Seohae Yongwang… are you close with him?”
When Biryoo shook their head, Young-pa burst into laughter.
“Is he a sworn enemy this time as well?”
“Not quite an enemy, but it is difficult to call it a friendly relationship. Originally, the heavenly realm and the dragon palace are in a competitive relationship. The Dragon King is my inferior, yet he does not wish to be ruled. He causes tsunamis and I bring rain, so he believes we are equal.”
“Do you even have any friends?”
“Do you not lack them as well?”
At the sudden question, Young-pa fell silent. After a long while, he spoke quietly.
“I was dragged underground, after all. Before that, there were people for whom I would not have regretted giving my life.”
“Do you mean those lying in those graves?”
“Yes.”
“It is the same for me. At one time, I considered Jeolgon a friend. There were others as well…”
Biryoo’s voice trailed off, unlike them.
“I cannot imagine you associating with Jeolgon. How did you become enemies?”
The shadows of the night fell over Biryoo’s eyes. Instead of answering, they emptied their glass while gazing into the distance.
“I am curious. Please tell me. Please?”
No matter how many times Young-pa asked, Biryoo pretended not to hear. They brought the topic back to the pearl.
“Seohae Yongwang is the type of person who would refuse me with any excuse if I asked for a treasure pearl. However, since he will not recognize me now that I have lost my divine power, it is actually advantageous.”
“The divine power isn’t the problem; your appearance is striking enough to be noticed from ten li away.”
“He does not know this appearance.”
Young-pa nodded and ate a honey cake. Then, he picked up another one and put it into Biryoo’s mouth. Biryoo looked reluctant, but they did not go so far as to spit it out.
“Then do we just go to the Dragon King and ask for the treasure pearl?”
“He will not give it for nothing. A price must be paid.”
“We are practically paupers; how shall we pay the price?”
“Indeed. Perhaps I should hand you over.”
Biryoo smiled faintly. Young-pa wanted to laugh it off, but he wasn’t sure if those words were a joke.
“Are you truly going to sell me off? Me, who works like an ox by day and rotates my waist wonderfully by night?”
“You yourself did not sell me to eight anacondas.”
“That was a long time ago!”
“Does it become nothing just because it was in the past?”
A smile lingered on Biryoo’s lips for an unusually long time while teasing Young-pa. The corners of Young-pa’s mouth rose in response. He had thought Biryoo’s attitude remained the same after that night, but seeing them joke and let out laughter, it seemed their heart had softened.
“No way. I am a leech; I will never let go.”
Young-pa grabbed Biryoo’s arm and linked arms with them. Even though it was a trial, Biryoo merely caught the liquor bottle that Young-pa’s elbow had nudged and moved it behind them, rather than pushing him away.
‘They’ve become remarkably kind. Not a bad reward for giving up my body for one night.’
Young-pa, anxious that Biryoo might cast him off at any moment, carefully inhaled their scent. Then, his heart thumping, a tingling tremor filled his chest.
Three hundred years ago, he had spent his youth hating the four spirits rather than living like a human, and after escaping the snake cave, he had cried out only for revenge; this was an unfamiliar emotion.
Young-pa realized that because he had been preoccupied with Biryoo for several days, he had completely forgotten his hatred and murderous intent toward Black Tortoise. This was the first time since leaving the snake cave that he had forgotten them.
‘Certainly, that dragon has something that shakes a man’s heart.’
Young-pa wondered if this might be affection. However, considering his status as a vile and wicked shadow, he found it ridiculous to mention such a beautiful emotion and gave a bitter smile.
Even before being split apart by Ji Seo-gu’s hand, he had been rejected by Seolji and spent his life in one-sided love. Though there were many women he had passed by, he had lived a life where he never once linked arms with someone he truly loved. Despite that, he had managed to seduce the stone-like divine dragon and keep them by his side; it made him think that one truly never knows how life will turn out.
“Azure Dragon, since we are like this, don’t we seem like a married couple?”
At those words, Biryoo’s expression hardened, and they pulled their arm away. Young-pa pouted, thinking he had brought up something unnecessary.
“It was a joke; why are you being so sensitive?”
“In a life that does not even span a hundred years, how could marriage vows not seem laughable?”
It seemed that to a deity who lives for eternity, humans were merely insignificant creatures, regardless of the fact that they had mixed their flesh.
‘It is a possession of someone they miss.’
Even such a Biryoo had someone they adored. Who was the owner of the ring that had died long ago? What kind of special bond was it that they could not forget it until now? Young-pa stole a glance at the man’s indifferent profile.
How many people had passed through Biryoo’s side and disappeared over thousands of years? Looking at their temperament, he thought the number might not be great, but then his thoughts raced in the opposite direction when he recalled the skill with which they handled their cock.
“Azure Dragon.”
“What is it?”
“I am not the first human you have shared intimacy with, am I?”
Biryoo only frowned slightly and did not answer. But Young-pa felt as if he knew the answer.
“But I am the first man, aren’t I? Right?”
Biryoo remained silent this time as well, but Young-pa already knew the answer. He spoke bluntly.
“Even so, you are so skilled that you could make a living through dimensional rifts. If only you practiced how to find the portals.”
Biryoo closed his eyes in irritation and sighed.
“Shut your mouth. You are ruining the scenery.”
“Yes, sir.”
As told, he did so, and the landscape returned to view. Swinging his legs, Young-pa took in the hidden scenic spot Biryoo had been gazing upon.
The mountains and forests submerged in darkness were serene and mysterious. Silver-lit fragments of clouds clung to the layered peaks of Manhak. Dancing moonlight poured over the willow branches, and the sound of a distant stream tickled his ears. Young-pa caught a piece of willow down drifting in the breeze and let it fly away again.
“Azure Dragon. Is there something you fear as well?”
Biryoo remained silent. After a long while, he parted his lips.
“Ennui.”
“Boredom… you mean?”
Biryoo continued calmly.
“You may not know, but for a dragon, it is a grave matter. To live through such vast stretches of time, one must know how to overcome ennui.”
“What happens if one cannot?”
“It is common for a dragon, crushed by the weight of time, to take their own life.”
Young-pa was speechless at such a nonchalant remark.
While humans struggled desperately just to survive day by day, those in the heavenly realm were fighting against a tedious daily existence? How much did humans envy the lifespan and special abilities of dragons? The idea that a being who possessed everything would end their own life sounded cruel.
“Can life be so tedious that one would want to end it?”
“You do not know, for you have not lived for thousands of years.”
“And you? Is life tedious for you as well?”
Biryoo’s gaze, which had been fixed forward, dropped down to Young-pa.
“I, too, was quite bored. Until very recently.”
“Still, it surely wasn’t to the point of taking your life.”
He looked forward again and drank his liquor, as if he did not wish to speak further.
Young-pa recalled the day he encountered Biryoo near Sabi. The emptiness and disgust that had flickered in his eyes as he walked with the rising sun at his back. Come to think of it, it had been a long time since he had seen that expression.
“Dragons seem to have no greed for anything except the waters of baeknokdam. It is always peaceful up there, isn’t it?”
“Not necessarily, but we do not wage foolish wars like humans do.”
“Humans call that history.”
“Yes. Perhaps the reason dragons do not record the past like humans is because we do not flow.”
“Because humans are beings that flow… is that why you despise us so much?”
Biryoo gazed silently at the black sky. Eventually, he murmured as if talking to himself, a deep shadow casting over his cheeks.
“You are trampled, yet you rise again. You sweep across the land as if nothing happened, and then you vanish insignificantly. I hate that about you. That vitality, that will, that indifference, that presumption… that weakness and strength.”
Even after hearing those words, Young-pa smiled.
“That must be the characteristic only humans possess. You know… I loved this world, and I loved humans. I thought that once we drove out the deities, we could live happily among ourselves. Was I wrong?”
“Humans are not a race capable of being happy. There are too many greedy and wicked ones among you,” Biryoo spat gloomily.
This time, Young-pa could not smile. For if there were anyone among humans who was the greediest, most wicked, most despicable, and most beyond saving, it would be himself.
“Do you not believe that humans can change?”
“No.”
“But… look at me. You said I was barbaric and lawless before, but since you taught me various manners, haven’t I improved a little?”
Biryoo looked into Young-pa’s eyes. Then, he spoke decisively.
“You are different.”
“How am I different? You said I was the most human of all….”
“Because you are not wicked.”
At that steady gaze, Young-pa felt as if his heart were melting.
Biryoo casually drank a glass of liquor and looked into the distance again, and Young-pa missed his chance to add more words while trying to calm his pounding heart.
Belatedly, he filled Biryoo’s glass and asked.
“Then, is ennui the only answer? Is there nothing else you fear?”
“The second is….”
Biryoo started to speak but hesitated.
“I do not wish to speak of it now.”
Young-pa nodded. It would be a lie to say he wasn’t curious, but knowing that Biryoo would not answer no matter how much he pleaded, he had no choice but to give up.
“Then, to keep you from being bored, I shall tell you stories of the underground.”
“I am not bored at the moment. But do so if you wish.”
Young-pa hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth.
“Do you know why I lost my memories?”
“Did it happen when you were split?”
“No. Even after being split, my memories were intact. Black Tortoise tortured me, claiming they would suppress my rebellious phase, and when they failed to get what they wanted through physical torture… they used another method.”
He had no intention of bringing up such a story. Originally, he had planned to tell stories about the ridiculous serpents he saw underground, but his mouth moved on its own.
“One day, the dead Yeogo appeared and had her limbs severed before my eyes… another day, Lady Seolji hanged herself in front of me.”
Young-pa trembled, recalling the scenes he had witnessed in changjingyeong.
“Wubaek’s skin was flayed… Solgeo, Yuri, Deogi, Namsaengi… I had to watch the people I loved die in horrific ways.”
Companions who should have aged returned in their youthful forms. Even knowing it was a hallucination, it was so painful that Young-pa had erased his own memories.
“Even though I couldn’t remember… it was enough to make me go mad with a desire for revenge, wasn’t it?”
Young-pa’s voice had grown small.
Seeing how he felt relieved after speaking, perhaps he had wanted to confess this to someone. He drained the glass he hadn’t touched until then in one go and set it down.
“You asked how I endured the torture of the underground when I am so fragile, didn’t you?”
Without a word, Biryoo tilted the bottle to fill his own glass and then filled Young-pa’s as well. Young-pa gulped down the liquor and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.
“Since they could simply heal me after breaking my body, it wasn’t a matter of enduring or not.”
He spoke with a hollow laugh.
“In the snake cave, there was no anaconda that had not entered my internal organs.”
This, too, was a story that would disgust Biryoo. But he could not stop speaking.
“There was no joy, only flesh tearing and organs bursting. They entered my mouth, nose, ears—every single hole. Would you believe it if I told you they even pushed through my eyeballs into the eye sockets?”
Biryoo frowned, but he did not stop Young-pa from rambling.
“Ji Seo-gu did not allow me any pleasure. He made me feel only pain, hatred, and frustration.”
“In his own way, he likely tried to tame you.”
“I know not of that rotten intention… but it felt as if he were playing with mud using my body.”
As Young-pa clenched his teeth, his pronunciation became blurred.
“One day, all my hair and teeth were pulled out, and another day, my skin was peeled and raw flesh was extracted. Every imaginable thing was done, but it was all just part of the cruel torture.”
The corners of Biryoo’s mouth, as he looked into the distance, hardened. Young-pa hurriedly added.
“Does it make you feel unpleasant that my body is filthy? Still, the penis… I mean, what I mean is, you are my first man. This alone is the truth; I stake everything on it, it is no lie.”
Biryoo turned his gaze and studied Young-pa’s face with inscrutable eyes. The gaze that had been cold until a moment ago gradually softened.
“Are you drunk already? Your cheeks are like strawberries.”
Young-pa had hardly drunk any liquor. If anything had intoxicated him, it was that man. He possessed a marvelous special ability that could make Young-pa float above the clouds just by meeting his eyes.
“Azure Dragon.”
Young-pa whispered softly. Though he had done nothing, he was breathless.
“Why did you hold me last night? I thought you disliked me.”
It was common for Biryoo to ignore Young-pa’s questions. However, some questions are answered by silence.
Biryoo’s hand reached out and cupped the flushed cheek. A man who acted like ice but was actually hot. Every time Young-pa touched his skin, he was never failed to be surprised by the heat. Wherever Biryoo’s touch landed, it melted.
Before his eyes closed and his lips approached, Young-pa felt as if he had become a puddle of water. He tried to count how many times they had kissed, but his mind went blank at the soft sensation.
The two carefully pressed their lips together. Biryoo’s upper lip parted Young-pa’s mouth, and his tongue entered. He explored the inside of the mouth with slow yet sensual movements. Their parted lips clung together, and their tongues entwined like serpents. It was an act that, if seen by the townspeople, would be called scandalous and cause them to cover a child’s eyes.
Young-pa wished for the kiss to continue, but Biryoo pulled his lips away at the most regrettable moment. His eyelashes, stained by the night, lifted slowly.
“Why… do you stop?”
Perhaps even his throat had melted, for Young-pa’s voice was cracked as if he were hoarse.
Biryoo pretended not to hear the question. As he reached for the liquor bottle, Young-pa grabbed his wrist. Then, he pulled his hand and placed it upon his own chest. He felt more than just nauseous; he felt as if he might vomit.
“I dare to… desire you. Please hold me.”
As he stammered the words, Biryoo’s brow furrowed slightly.
Young-pa rose on his knees and wrapped his arms around Biryoo’s neck. Then, he layered his lips over the other’s again.
While they kissed, the hand that had been loosely placed on Young-pa’s chest naturally dove inside the robe. Before long, that hand slid down into the trousers and gripped the buttocks. As expected of a dragon, even his act of teasing was like flowing water.
Between the buttocks, waist, and thighs. Wherever his hand touched, it felt as if flowers of heat were blooming. Young-pa buried his forehead in the nape of Biryoo’s neck and shifted his lower body, knocking over the liquor bottle. Even as the precious liquor trickled out of the bottle, Biryoo did not care.
“Ah, aaah….”
Even before the act had begun, Young-pa was aroused to the peak. When he came to his senses, Biryoo had stripped off his robe and thrown it aside, and was now attempting to pull down his trousers. Remembering that Biryoo had remained clothed during the last radiant energy exchange, Young-pa quickly untied the other’s robe strings.
“Do you intend to take your revenge in such an open place?”
Biryoo’s fingertips traced the hollow of Young-pa’s spine. Though he twisted his waist from the ticklish sensation, Young-pa steadfastly stripped off Biryoo’s upper garment. Then, a rough-shaped scar crossing his chest came into view.
“How did you get this scar?”
“I wonder. It was a long time ago.”
“Take off your trousers as well. Today, I must see how beautiful that phallus is.”
Biryoo ignored those words and pulled Young-pa’s pelvis to seat him upon his thigh. As he teased the chest with his fingertips, Young-pa involuntarily gasped and let out a moan.
“Stop it, Jeolgon will hear.”
Biryoo twisted the nipple teasingly.
“I shall… keep my mouth shut.”
His actions did not seem like those of a person who wanted Young-pa to be quiet. He hugged Young-pa’s waist and brought his lips to the chest. At first, he rubbed broadly with his tongue, and later, he bit lightly between his teeth. Young-pa was on the verge of bleeding from his lips while trying to hold back the sound.
“You endure well.”
Feeling mischievous, Young-pa pushed Biryoo down onto the ground. Looking down at him while sitting astride his waist, it was a sight more beautiful than any scenery in the world. He had once thought he wanted to conquer Biryoo, and since he had mounted him like this, perhaps he had practically achieved his goal.
“Why is such a great deity entwined with a lowly creature like me?”
“You are hardly an ordinary lowly creature.”
Beneath the refined and beautiful face, the man’s naked body was revealed. His broad shoulders and firm arms belonged to Young-pa today. So did the chest with the deep scar, which would stand erect if touched even by mistake.
Above that, his loosely tied hair was disheveled, drenched in the darkness. It was hair that did not tangle even without being combed. How was it that a fierce crotch, unbecoming of such an elegant appearance, was stabbing at the waist?
“Do dragons also have an estrus?”
“Male dragons are always ready when the female dragon desires it.”
He answered meaningfully and pulled Young-pa’s waist closer. Young-pa lowered his upper body and sucked on Biryoo’s lower lip.
They tumbled over one another on the grass until they were naked from head to toe. Young-pa finally saw the man’s phallus with his own eyes.
“Ah….”
It had certainly entered his body. He had taken it in the back and even tasted it. Yet he could not believe it even upon seeing it. If Biryoo’s body from toes to hair was filled with smoothness and nobility, then this was the only flaw. Who could have imagined that a vein-bulging cock was attached to that body?
“Is your curiosity satisfied?”
Biryoo murmured and laid Young-pa down upon the robe.
“I think I finally understand fear.”
He lay prone over Young-pa. The tip of the genital touching the area of the perineum was damp. Young-pa closed his eyes and spread his knees wide.
“You are quite the joker.”
Young-pa tried to answer that he wasn’t joking. However, the end of the sentence turned into a scream. If Biryoo had not covered his mouth with his palm, the moan might have echoed across the entire landscape.
“You endured it well last time, yet you exaggerate.”
A soft whisper, like soothing a child, broke against his ear.
“Good boy. Relax your strength.”
Young-pa let out a whimpering sound and gasped for air.
Because the tension would not easily dissipate, he grew anxious, and the more so he did, the more his body stiffened. Biryoo stroked Young-pa’s trembling arms and whispered.
“Do you not wish to take this hideous cock into your pretty hole?”
“No, no, it’s not that… ugh!”
“Still, it must be better than an anaconda.”
“Hng, uuuugh, wait, wait a moment….”
Biryoo did not rush. He acted leisurely, having pushed in only a small part of the phallus. Young-pa breathed heavily at the touch of the hand stroking his cheek. Did Biryoo know that he was far more overwhelming than most of the serpents that had entered his body?
Last time, because he had been raped, the erotic act had flowed haphazardly, but this time he wanted to show his skillful side. However, Young-pa was pitifully clumsy at receiving a man.
The thought crossed his mind that perhaps he was not qualified to share affection with the Azure Dragon. If it had been someone else, if Gokdo or Eumbu had been a wider partner, perhaps they would have shown Biryoo the heavenly realm like riding on flower clouds, without any such stumbling process.
As Young-pa’s breathing stabilized, the penis pushed in little by little. His waist twitched, and sparkling stars floated in his whitening vision. The lump of flesh tearing through his organs felt like a heated iron core. Tears flowed uncontrollably for unknown reasons.
Biryoo licked up Young-pa’s cheek with his hot tongue and shoved the phallus in.
“You are beautiful.”
He whispered, brushing away the sweat-soaked hair. Though it took an eternity to insert the genital into the buttocks, his voice was sweet. It was an ecstatic thing to become the object of desire for one who yearns.
Biryoo lifted one of Young-pa’s thighs and began to grind against the pelvis. The sound of flesh slapping echoed in the quiet night sky.
Perhaps because they had matched bodies once, Biryoo drew a moisture-filled moan from Young-pa’s lips before he had even completed a few thrusts. Young-pa let out a thin cry, like a sobbing animal.
Biryoo pressed down on Young-pa with his body and covered his mouth. The scream Young-pa let out when the genital was driven in to the root vanished within Biryoo’s grip.
The cloud and rain passion shared under the moonlit night was hot, suffocating, and strenuous. Overwhelmed, Young-pa could not run wild blindly as he had last time. He gasped, crushed under Biryoo’s weight. While Biryoo’s alter ego went in and out of his body, Young-pa could not stop his tears for a single moment.
Even while engaging in sexual intercourse with the man, he sobbed because he found himself pathetic for yearning for and craving him. He choked because he was so glad to mix bodies, unable to handle the lewd pleasure of having his physical form manipulated. He sobbed because he was jealous of the one who lived for immortality, and because it was pitiful how tiny a place he would occupy in that eternal age.
“Why are you so sorrowful?”
Biryoo hugged Young-pa’s shoulders. His firm chest was drenched in hot sweat. Young-pa buried his forehead in the nape of his neck.
“Hic, huuugh, you must… not give me to Seohae Yongwang.”
Biryoo stopped his waist movements and burst into a clear laugh. Warm lips touched Young-pa’s eyelids. Buried in the embrace that shook up and down, Young-pa wailed.