It was sex close to violence.
As soon as the man let him go, Woonghee fell into a sleep like death itself. He didn’t even dream. It seemed like he wouldn’t know even if someone carried him away.
He felt like he’d been trampled thoroughly by a herd of wild boars. His bones were shattered, and terrifying teeth had dug into his flesh, turning him into pulp. The man’s semen might still be wriggling inside his hole.
“…….”
When he regained consciousness again, the first thing he perceived was swaying water. Cool water slowly swayed around his chest.
Where on earth was this? Could it be that he’d fallen into seawater again?
That damned sea…!
“Ugh….”
Woonghee lifted his eyes. His clumped eyelashes moved slowly. His vision gradually widened.
Sway….
So his body was submerged in valley water. He slowly rolled his eyes. In his hazy vision, a firm forearm took its place. It was an arm muscle that looked like wood chopped with an axe.
Managing Director Gi, that man again.
Woonghee was held in his embrace. Soon, a thick finger pushed into his swollen back hole.
“St-stop….”
After doing all that, did he want to do it again? After driving him like that, after coming inside, did he still want to do it? Fuck, he wanted to scream at him to please stop already.
Woonghee’s body wriggled like a worm. A terrible sensation climbed up his spine along his crotch.
“Stay still.”
The man frowned sharply. Then he bent his finger and scraped the intimate folds. The semen that had been clumped between the inner walls was pulled out.
“Ugh….”
His body trembled weakly from the sense of powerlessness. Only then did Woonghee let his limbs droop. Sway, the valley water gently received him.
Ah, fortunately. He wasn’t trying to do it again. He was just trying to remove the semen pooled inside.
The man rubbed his slender nape and crotch with his large palm. He even pushed his finger into his mouth. He stroked the soft skin inside his cheeks.
“Ugh….”
Woonghee didn’t have the strength to move a single limb. As if he’d become a jellyfish, he entrusted his whole body and floated in the valley water.
Like that, the man went out of the water while holding Woonghee. Without any sign of difficulty, he seated him to one side.
“…….”
Even then, Woonghee only stared ahead blankly. Even though he’d come out of the valley water, his body was strangely warm.
Crackle crackle, a bonfire was burning on one side.
The man wrapped Woonghee’s body with a blanket. He covered him tightly like chicken wrap. While he couldn’t even move a single finger, the man who had used his strength like a beast diligently moved his body.
Skin well-tanned to a brown color by the sun jumped into his vision. He was bare-chested. Muscles were embedded grain by grain, seeming to surge every time he moved.
He wondered what he was doing. He was sticking meat onto a sharply sharpened tree branch. Then, after planting the meat skewer near the bonfire, he turned his back.
‘…Huk!’
For a moment, Woonghee almost bit his tongue. From his shoulders to his waist. On that firm skin where not even a needle seemed like it could penetrate, there were scratch marks as if a cat had scratched him hard.
The wounds were swollen reddish and looked quite painful, but the man didn’t seem to mind.
Like porn, scenes of intercourse poured into his head. He had jumped into that embrace countless times while moaning. From the rushing shame, Woonghee buried his nape deep inside the blanket.
“Th-the other people….”
His voice was torn miserably in several directions. Ahem, pfft, a laughing sound was heard.
“Woonghee-ssi, your moans were more boisterous than I thought.”
The man muttered lowly.
“Even the mountain beasts almost came down in heat.”
That he had acted like a beast with all his will devoured by instinct was truly unbearably embarrassing.
“What happened to the other people?”
“Ah, the other people.”
Are you only thinking of them now, how quickly you ask, the man laughed lowly while his chest shook.
“Well, Woonghee-ssi was busy fucking, so you were out of your mind.”
The man easily brought up the word Woonghee had deliberately tried not to recall. His eyes glinted with interest. Anyway, he was a man who would dig up corpses from graves for his own amusement.
“Everyone’s fine. It was already two days ago.”
“T-two days?”
The man approached closely. His huge hand pulled out a skewer from near the bonfire. Woonghee quickly averted his gaze.
“Woonghee-ssi was ailing all night, saying it hurt, whimpering like a baby while held in my arms.”
The man grabbed Woonghee’s wrist and handed him a chunk of meat. A savory smell attacked his nose. His stomach seemed to tremble, but Woonghee didn’t hastily devour it. He just stared at it blankly.
The meat’s skin was golden brown, seeming quite well-cooked.
Meanwhile, the man pushed his forearm into the valley water and pulled out a bottle of wine from inside. Pop, the cork stopper fell off the bottle.
Managing Director Gi offered that to him as well. When Woonghee shook his head, the man drank the wine straight from the bottle.
His Adam’s apple moved greatly in the middle of his nape. At that seductive sight, Woonghee gulped down dry saliva. His hands curled up on their own. The skewer was firmly grasped.
“Why….”
Ahem, he cleared his throat again.
“Why are you being so good to me?”
He didn’t like the closeness. Usually, after mixing bodies, the one who clings is naturally the omega side.
It was truly a dog-like unavoidable instinct. Since seeds were sown inside the body, the omega carrying a baby seed had no choice but to cling to the alpha who would hunt for him and the child.
He’d rather this man just pretend not to know him.
How nice it would be if he treated him cleanly, plainly, thoroughly like a stranger. Unnecessary thoughts wouldn’t come up either.
“I guess the bastard you used to meet left you after sleeping with you?”
It was a remark not worth answering. He must already know well that it was his first experience.
“What kind of trash did you meet.”
…Moreover, wasn’t he himself showing nuclear-waste-level bedside manners?
When Woonghee begged him to please stop, tried to run away, he had even grabbed his ankle that had been bitten by the water snake. Ugh, when he moaned and tightened his hole, he couldn’t hold back and clung to him, thrusting inside. He was truly the worst of the worst.
The man’s mouth corners stretched out. Like that water snake’s tail that had pounced on Woonghee darkly.
“Mm, was I too harsh?”
The man took Woonghee into his eyes. The time when moonlight powder crumbled down. On each fine hair along his round cheeks, powder stuck sparsely and scattered. He opened his eyes narrowly as if entranced. Terribly beautiful and intriguing.
In the past, he had to make all sorts of efforts to narrow the distance this much….
“Woonghee-ssi liked it so much.”
The man extended his hand and stroked Lee Woonghee’s nape. Soft down stood up inside his palm.
“D-don’t do that….”
Lee Woonghee was startled and hunched his neck. He quickly bristled his fur as if asking when he’d been soft. It was no different from usual.
The man’s face immediately turned cold.
When was it that he acted so carelessly? Was he putting up a wall of wariness with just one hand gesture?
The times when Lee Woonghee crumbled beneath him. It was an attitude so callous that all of that seemed like a dream.
Ah, those times were good.
That’s what mixing bodies was. Not noticing that the distance had narrowed.
How could he melt this one’s heart like that time? The man drew Paeng Hana’s face in his head.
Lee Woonghee was strong toward strong things, and crumbled without knowing limits toward weak things.
Hadn’t he fixed a bird’s leg not long ago? Despite barely being able to take care of himself, he had put a tree branch on the bird’s leg. He had even picked fruits and such to feed it directly.
“I was too harsh all this time, wasn’t I?”
The man lowered his eyes. There was a clear impure intention. It was to hide these intense eyes that emitted such brilliance. He placed his forearm on his thigh and skillfully covered his mouth with the back of his hand.
“What on earth are you trying to say again….”
Lee Woonghee immediately opened fierce eyes.
“That I have some antisocial personality disorder or something? That’s what my art therapist said.”
Beyond the bonfire, Lee Woonghee’s eyes opened narrowly. It was a resolute expression as if he would never be fooled this time. The man’s fingertips tingled. At the thought of breaking that down.
“He said I need an object to attach affection to? So I raised one.”
The man continued speaking slowly.
“A swan, from when it was very young.”
