LM 30

“I haven’t cum even once yet.”

“Then just once more…”

Kwon Siyul raised his index finger, emphasizing ‘just once’ while looking up and pleading with his eyes. His teary eyes seemed even more pitiful than when he had been on his knees begging for his life. Woo Hyunse stared intently into those moist eyes filled with desperate pleas.

“But you know what, Kwon Siyul?”

Hopeful that his words might be heard, Kwon Siyul nodded eagerly. Woo Hyunse raised his upper body and flipped Kwon Siyul over just like a pillow. With the penis still inside him, Kwon Siyul’s body rotated, causing him to cry out “Ack!” and clutch his stomach. The wet membranes inside clung to the flesh, forcibly twisting around.

“Ugh, ngh…!”

Pain and pleasure vibrating through his entire abdomen hit him simultaneously. Despite tears streaming down his face from the gut-wrenching pain, his penis swelled in contrast. However, no semen came out. Instead, what trickled out was a clear fluid.

“You look even hotter when you cry.”

Grabbing hold of Kwon Siyul’s hamstrings and pushing them up, Woo Hyunse pressed his weight onto Kwon Siyul’s body. He slid his arms under Kwon Siyul’s armpits, firmly locking his shoulders to prevent any further movement, and thrust deeper and harder. Pinning down Kwon Siyul’s struggling legs with his lower body, Kwon Siyul let out a hiccup-like moan. At the moment, his face was covered in tears and snot as he could not help but cry due to the intensity of the experience.

“Once isn’t enough.”

This meant he wouldn’t grant Kwon Siyul’s request after all. Kwon Siyul grabbed the sheets and soon began to cry loudly like a child. Even through his tear-filled eyes, he could already tell that it was going to be a long, long night.

Even after waking up, Kwon Siyul couldn’t open his eyes. No matter how hard he tried, his eyelids wouldn’t budge an inch. Groaning, he forcibly pried open his swollen, stuck-together eyes with his fingers. Only then did the view of the ceiling appear before him. His vision was blurry, not quite returning to normal, so he blinked his narrowly opened eyes forcefully a few times to clear them.

He thought he had vaguely heard the door opening in his sleep. Without turning his head, he reached out his arm to the side, feeling around. The bed was cold to the touch. When he turned his head, he saw that the space next to him was empty.

Kwon Siyul let out a long, deep sigh. “Ah…” He covered his face with both hands, then rubbed it vigorously as if trying to get rid of something.

Last night, or more precisely, early this morning, they had done it. The sex had been full of deliberate intent yet simultaneously impulsive. He had rushed in thinking, ‘What’s the worst that could happen?’ and nearly died for real. He wondered if this was how everyone behaved, or if perhaps the person he had been with wasn’t human at all, but a beast in actuality.

It was incomparable to the videos he watched. Maybe this was why people recommended getting real experience. The act felt like it would burn his body to ashes. Not a single sense—sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch—was left untouched.

Opening his eyes revealed an insanely erotic scene, closing them filled his ears with rough breathing that stoked the heat, inhaling brought the slightly sour scent of sweat mixed with the sticky smell of his own semen. When their lips met, a sweet taste clung to his tongue, and when he flailed his arms and accidentally grabbed the other’s shoulder, it felt smooth yet firm under his fingers.

Woo Hyunse was tenacious and cruel all at once. Even seeing Kwon Siyul whining and begging for the sex to stop didn’t make him pause. Determined to satisfy his own desires, he wrapped Kwon Siyul’s body tightly with his rope-like arms, hands, and legs, relentlessly drilling into him.

Toward the end of it all, Kwon Siyul couldn’t even ejaculate. He just threw his head back, trembling and crying. He had shed so many tears that his face was now swollen to the point where it resembled a balloon. That was why he couldn’t lift his eyelids even after waking up.

“Why are you coming so much? Hold it in.”

He said, gripping Kwon Siyul’s precious lower parts and blocking the tip.

“Let go. Let go, please…!”

“No.”

He flatly refused to let up. Would he have listened if Kwon Siyul had begged until his hands became worn out? Now that he had a chance to think about it, the act would’ve been impossible with his wrists pinned to the bed.

As the old saying goes, ominous premonitions don’t miss their mark. The prediction of a long night was exactly right. Kwon Siyul sniffled, wrapped tightly in the blanket like a cocoon. Though he had cried to the point of dehydration last night and no more tears would come, his heart still wanted to wail loudly at the ordeal he had just been through.

Could they do it again next time?

Kwon Siyul’s toes, peeking out from under the blanket, wiggled. Strangely, despite how difficult it had been and how much he had cried, he didn’t feel like he would never do it again. Although an unfamiliar pain had split his body, there was clearly pleasure within it too. They say memories become beautified—the actual pain was fading, while the excessive pleasure that had pierced him from head to toe remained intensely vivid in his mind.

“Ugh…”

On the other hand, the aftereffects were something to consider. His waist throbbed, and the embarrassing place ached. Even his joints hurt, as if a giant had trampled him like a mere ant.

Kwon Siyul lay back down facing forward and slowly moved his hand downward. He had fallen asleep, nearly passing out, covered in semen and sweat, but the skin that brushed his palm now felt soft and dry.

Hesitating between his spread legs, he moved his hand down a bit further, feeling around. It was closed properly, as it should be. He had worried it might be left gaping open forever, but fortunately, he had nothing to worry about.

He had slept enough. Kwon Siyul groaned as he barely managed to sit up. He wanted to wash himself. Though Woo Hyunse must have cleaned him while he was unconscious, as the semen that had been pooled on his stomach wasn’t dried and crusted, his hair and body seemed to emit a slightly sour smell.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he carefully lowered his legs. Even this simple movement made his muscles scream out in protest. He grunted “Oof” and lightly pounded his aching lower back with his fist. That was when he noticed a white note on the table.

“Call me when you wake up.”

The phrase “I had to go” was crossed out in the middle. Kwon Siyul chuckled softly. How could someone who had devoured him completely just leave a scrap of paper behind…

Yet he couldn’t help but smile like a fool. He slapped his cheeks, telling himself he must not be fully awake yet, but his lips remained curved in a grin on his swollen face.

Kwon Siyul stretched and entered the bathroom. In his daze last night, he hadn’t properly looked around the hotel room, though it was his first time in one. He filled the bathtub with hot water and got in, making an attempt to enjoy the view outside the window. But before he could do that, he caught sight of his reflection in the glass.

“Wow…”

Kwon Siyul pressed his face close to the glass window, turning this way and that, sticking out his tongue. The man that looked back at him was quite a sight. His hair was disheveled, his eyelids and cheeks were swollen, and his body was covered in an array of bug bite-like marks and teeth marks. If a random stranger were to come across him, they might ask if he’d been camping in the mountains rather than spending the night with someone.

Still, he felt good. Kwon Siyul leaned back in the rising water, resting his arms on the edge of the tub. As if he had never cried, a satisfied smile spread across his face.

He had finally slept with Woo Hyunse. If nothing else, the sense of achievement was incredible.

* * *

Woo Hyunse rummaged in his pocket, then clicked his tongue and pulled out his hand. He’d left his cigarettes in the car. Well, even if he had brought them, he wouldn’t have been able to smoke. Currently, a smoking ban was in effect at the main house. The old man of the house had decided to quit smoking for his health and prohibited even the mention of cigarettes, both inside and outside the house.

As a result, everyone from the chauffeur to all the smokers staying at the mansion was forcibly quitting. In this era where the older generation had worked hard to achieve democracy, one might expect someone brave to protest such dictatorship-like orders, but as everyone knew full well, the master of this house was both king and emperor. Any defiance meant dismissal.

His lips itched. Woo Hyunse chewed on his innocent lower lip and checked his phone. There was still no contact from Kwon Siyul. Surely he hadn’t died instead of just sleeping? When he had put his finger under Kwon Siyul’s nose, he had definitely felt a feather-light breath.

Should he call?

His voice would be completely hoarse. In the end, he couldn’t even cry, just lying there like a corpse, shaking nonstop. The vivid memory made Woo Hyunse quietly lower his head and massage the back of his neck. The skin under his hand felt warmer than usual.

“Are you expecting a call from someone?”

Woo Hyunse turned at the sound question from behind. A tall woman with short-cropped hair stood there. As the eldest daughter of the house and the master’s actual child, her origins were different from his, who had rolled in—or more accurately, had been forcibly pulled in.

“No. Where are the kids?”

“Yoon is watching them. They’re inside.”

“Why? Bring them out.”

“They want to play games.”

The boys were only six and five years old. Woo Hyunse sent silent sympathy to his brother-in-law who was single-handedly managing all that energy.

The garden was as impeccable as ever, with not a weed in sight. A sprinkler was running in one corner of the vast lawn. It was a place with no sense of seasons. Until the snow piled up, the pine trees standing here and there remained as green as summer, even in wintertime.

“What about Jihye?”

“She’s on her way. Said she’d be here before lunch.”

Woo Jihye was the youngest sister. She had mentioned having a lesson in the morning, so it seemed she might be arriving late.