By Zephyria 
Jae-gyeom seemed to have been quite shaken.
Because of that, Yoon Tae-hee had to hold him in his arms and soothe him for a long while. It was around the time he had calmed down a bit. Yoon Tae-hee scooped up Jae-gyeom, who was limp as blanched spinach, and held him close. Completely drained, Jae-gyeom clung precariously to Yoon Tae-hee’s neck, letting him do whatever he pleased.
Holding Jae-gyeom in his arms, Yoon Tae-hee headed toward the bathroom.
Yoon Tae-hee filled the bathtub with warm water and began to wash Jae-gyeom.
Perhaps because he had washed Mesani often, his movements were cautious and gentle, as if he were bathing a small child. It was so absurd that Jae-gyeom found it almost laughable. He was simply appalled that someone who acted so violently and crudely during sex could be like this. Then, when Yoon Tae-hee inserted his fingers into his hole to scrape out what remained inside, Jae-gyeom almost screamed. He had to stir the inside for quite a while, wondering just how much had been pumped into him.
Until that moment, Jae-gyeom had expected that Yoon Tae-hee would end it for today.
However, the night was long, and Yoon Tae-hee was far more persistent than he had imagined.
Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack…
By the time he regained his senses, Jae-gyeom was once again on the bed, receiving Yoon Tae-hee from behind.
“Ah! Ugh, ngh!”
It was, quite literally, sex like dogs. Yoon Tae-hee pressed down hard on the back of Jae-gyeom’s head, who was prone on his knees, and thrust into him relentlessly. Jae-gyeom groaned as if wailing under the force of the pounding impacts. Even as Yoon Tae-hee buried his nose behind Jae-gyeom’s ear and let out frantic moans, his hips never stopped moving.
“It feels… so good, Jae-gyeom, hah, ha… ngh, Jae-gyeom…”
Next, they returned to the missionary position.
“Tae, Tae… hee, hng…”
The bed creaked frantically. Jae-gyeom’s body tossed and turned as if he were on a boat caught in a storm. The whole world seemed to sway as he absorbed Yoon Tae-hee’s strength. Yoon Tae-hee held him in a tight embrace, sucking on his neck and smelling him while moving his hips. By this point, it felt as if every cell in his body had been fully awakened, and all his senses had become far more acute than before. He felt like he was going crazy, as if he had fallen into a trance.
It had started around 2 AM, and as the sun gradually rose, the dark room grew bright. Even after that, the sex continued. Eventually, it felt as if his entire body was being wrung out, and even though there was nothing left to ejaculate, the pleasure was so intense it became agonizing. Throughout the act, Jae-gyeom scratched Yoon Tae-hee’s back and bit his shoulders and arms. Toward the end, he even sobbed and hit him a few times with his fists, begging him to please stop.
When they finally finished with a last ejaculation in the morning, Jae-gyeom was completely exhausted.
He should have known from the moment Yoon Tae-hee mentioned imagining them rolling around like dogs. He had no idea how much the man had been holding back. Consequently, when everything finally ended, Jae-gyeom was so spent he couldn’t even lift a finger. Because he had been bitten, sucked, and licked from head to toe, his entire body felt swollen.
The room had become a disaster zone.
The bedsheets were a mess of gel, sweat, and semen, and the pillows and duvet had all fallen and been scattered outside the bed. Items from the nightstand were rolling around on the floor. The air in the room was incredibly thick and humid, a scene overflowing with lust and heat, as if a great battle had just concluded.
Having been overworked by sex that lasted over half a day, Jae-gyeom would flinch and wake up whenever he drifted off. Muscles across his body would twitch sporadically on their own, and his hole trembled even when he stayed still, making it difficult to fall asleep.
But after a while, Jae-gyeom fell into a sleep so deep he wouldn’t have known if someone had carried him away.
When he finally woke up, it was already late at night and darkness had fallen again.
Sitting up in bed, Jae-gyeom blankly surveyed his surroundings. The room was so perfectly tidied that he wondered for a moment if everything from the previous night had been a dream. Since only he and Yoon Tae-hee were in the house, it must have been Yoon Tae-hee’s doing. Then, a memo attached to the nightstand caught his eye.
It was a note from Yoon Tae-hee saying he had to go out late in the evening for Exorcist Order business and would likely return after dawn.
After checking the note, Jae-gyeom pushed himself up from the bed. The moment his feet touched the floor, reality rushed back. It felt as if the muscles in his calves and thighs were screaming. His back hurt so much it felt like it would break, and a curse word escaped his lips.
He had never suffered such severe muscle pain before. Even when he had gone to the gym to work out with Yoon Tae-hee previously, it hadn’t been this bad. Jae-gyeom barely managed to reach the bathroom with short, shuffling steps.
Lacking the strength to even stand to relieve himself, he did so sitting down. Then, upon checking the mirror, Jae-gyeom gasped in horror.
Perhaps because he had showered before sleeping, his body was clean, but the marks of how much he had been bitten and sucked the night before remained vividly. His entire body was mottled, as if a fever rash had spread.
Is this guy a complete lunatic? Does he not know when to stop!
Jae-gyeom leaned against the wall and groaned for a long time.
What if Jeong-ju or Kkaeng-al-i had been here? The mere thought was horrifying. He could absolutely not show his family this state. He would rather stay locked in his room for a week.
Still, to think that this was sex…
Jae-gyeom stared blankly into the mirror.
His eyes were red and swollen from all the crying, and he looked unfamiliar to himself.
It was a pleasure he had never experienced in his life.
Like a middle schooler who had just awakened to sexuality, erotic thoughts kept popping up. The feeling of the member thrusting powerfully between his buttocks, the tight sensation of it pressing into his hole, the thrill when it pounded against his insides—memories of last night kept resurfacing, making his hole tremble and his stomach feel ticklish.
Maybe it wasn’t so bad.
Now that I’ve done it once, maybe I want to keep doing it…
“Hmm…”
Jae-gyeom scratched his head vigorously.
From that day on, the two of them began to sleep together every day.
If there was one thing that changed after their first time, it was that he began to wash his body very thoroughly.
Jae-gyeom had originally been the type to take quick showers. However, after he started having sex with Yoon Tae-hee, his showers began to take several times longer. It was the result of Yoon Tae-hee biting, sucking, and licking every nook and cranny of his body. Having been relentlessly pleasured from head to toe, he couldn’t help but be mindful of it. If there was any change, it was that he now scrubbed minor parts of his body he had never even been conscious of before.
Through several bouts of sex over the past week, he also discovered new things about Yoon Tae-hee.
One of them was that Yoon Tae-hee was quite twisted and engaged in perverse sex. It was so explicit that even Jae-gyeom, who had never done it with anyone other than Yoon Tae-hee, felt it was deviant.
Yoon Tae-hee’s sex was incredibly persistent, slow, messy, and abnormal.
At first, he thought burying his face in the crook of his neck to smell him was utterly embarrassing, but now that seemed tame. When it came to sex, Yoon Tae-hee was truly bizarre beyond belief.
When having sex with Yoon Tae-hee, the presence of body parts he had never once noticed became vivid.
He would nibble on the protruding part of the shoulder blades, lick or smell the back of the knees, bury his face in the hole and suck, kiss the navel or the ankle bone, put his tongue between the toes, or rub his nose against the dip of the Achilles tendon…
Because of this, he would be completely drained of energy after sex, left limp as blanched spinach and dazed. He felt like a dried pollack that had been meticulously picked clean.
Is sex always this exhausting?
He couldn’t help but think that it was excessive. But he couldn’t exactly ask anyone about it, so he was just perplexed in every way. The bigger problem was that while it was incredibly shameful to have all his vulnerabilities exposed to be bitten and sucked, it was also so exciting and over-stimulating that it was hard to stay sane. After being pleasured for over an hour, he would eventually end up pinned under Yoon Tae-hee, panting and moaning like an animal, reaching a state where he didn’t care what Yoon Tae-hee did.
As Jae-gyeom came out of the shower, Yoon Tae-hee asked,
“Are you done washing?”
“Yeah.”
“Your showers are taking longer and longer.”
At those words, Jae-gyeom flared up and glared at Yoon Tae-hee.
“It’s all because of you.”
Yoon Tae-hee just blinked silently.
“You’re a total, shameless pervert.”
Despite being suddenly cursed at, Yoon Tae-hee only smiled silently.