“You were taken by the House owner to pay off a debt. I was taken to the military just like that too. I don’t know if my parents sold it or if they even existed.”
Ki Tae-jeong said calmly. Just as Sehwa woke up in the House’s warehouse, Ki Tae-jeong also woke up in a closed camp deep inside the military.
“Ah…”
A small exclamation erupted. There was nothing he could do. Without realizing it, Sehwa let out a sympathetic voice. In hindsight, Sehwa thought he might seem arrogant, and from Ki Tae-jeong’s perspective, it might have felt like he was sympathizing with him. That was never his intention.
“What is it?”
“I’m sorry. I was a little surprised…”
Sympathy? Who dares harbor such feelings toward whom?
“I used my body better than others. It wasn’t just that I had good motor skills, but as you saw earlier, I had no limits to the point where I wondered if I was actually a person.”
The broken bone was healed cleanly without any medicine. He never got tired and did not die even though he was shot and stabbed several times. He even survived being pushed off a cliff.
“That’s why I survived until now. No, not just surviving. I killed them all and even made myself a Brigadier General.”
Ki Tae-jeong patted his broad chest. It was near the area where star-shaped embroidery was engraved. Come to think of it, the indoor clothes he wore were slightly different from Sehwa’s. The material also seems to be more high-quality. There were various embroideries, including stars, engraved on it.
It almost makes him wonder if Ki Tae-jeong was a person… Sehwa desperately tried to find clues in the few sentences Ki Tae-jeong had just given him. He snooped around to decipher the emotions Ki Tae-jeong had secretly spilled through rare glimpses of vulnerability. If Sehwa were to say that he read indescribable loss and sorrow in his calm voice… would that be deceitful to Ki Tae-jeong? To feel pity for a man who seemed to have no desire for sympathy, would that be permissible? And this… although it might seem quite arrogant if he were to say he felt a slight sense of camaraderie with Ki Tae-jeong. Of course, he was of a much higher rank than himself, but if a similar shadow could be perceived, then…
“Hmm…”
It was an ambiguous sound as if he were either smoking or sighing. It was clear that Sehwa now seemed to see through what Ki Tae-jeong was thinking. Only then did the tumultuous thoughts that had been buzzing calm down. When Sehwa slowly turned his eyes and looked at Ki Tae-jeong, Sehwa saw a cold expression, as if cold water had been splashed on him.
“I’m sorry…”
Lost in a whirlpool of rapidly rising thoughts, Sehwa firmly closed the floodgate of his heart, which had almost swung wide open without his realization.
Ki Tae-jeong was the first person to tell Sehwa that he was in a similar situation as him. Then just… Even though Ki Tae-jeong tormented him so much, Sehwa should have just been grateful and left it at that. Shamefully, he ended up excessively empathizing with his misfortune. Sehwa tried to find some comfort by embracing the small bit of unfortunate past that Ki Tae-jeong had thrown out and piecing it together like a puzzle. Sehwa even pondered how he could comfort him when he couldn’t even grasp the subject… He was having such absurd thoughts.
“Babe, I told you not to be so arrogant.”
It was the same cool tone as when he was kicked to make him vomit blood. His somewhat relaxed demeanor was completely gone. Sehwa’s face, which had been contemplating excuses, turned pale. He realized that Ki Tae-jeong wouldn’t treat him like before. Still, he had hoped their relationship might change a little… Sehwa sighed softly, regretting the opportunity he had foolishly let slip away. And he genuinely felt sorry for Ki Tae-jeong.
Sehwa just blinked his eyes, not knowing what to do at the sudden change in atmosphere. Did Ki Tae-jeong feel offended by his attempt to sympathize with him? But it wasn’t like sympathy… If Sehwa had to put it into words, this feeling was closer to a sense of comradeship. A warm feeling of wanting to sit by his side and say, “I’ve been there too,” and give him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. Of course, from Ki Tae-jeong’s perspective, that might also be unpleasant… But still, wasn’t this too much of an overreaction?
“I told you to be cute…”
“…”
“When did I tell you to like me?”
… What? Sehwa couldn’t say anything for a moment. Like me? Me, like you? Why would he say such a thing?
“Yes?”
There was nothing to think deeply about. Sehwa shook his head.
“What… Are you talking about?”
No, no. The words of denial couldn’t even come out with a proper voice. His faint breath disappeared without a trace, enveloped by Ki Tae-jeong’s cigarette smoke. He felt suppressed. Overwhelmed. He didn’t know what it was, but… If he let it be taken away like this, it felt like it would all be over. Even though he didn’t know what Ki Tae-jeong was trying to take from him, if he surrendered it so easily, it felt like it would be irreversibly lost.
“I don’t know why you thought that, but…”
Ki Tae-jeong, who was wondering what to do with the cigarette he had just lit, soon pressed down on the cigarette stem. On the once-clean table, traces of fire were left behind, probably marks that wouldn’t be erased easily.
“What are you doing?”
Sehwa was taken aback by Ki Tae-jeong’s rude assumption and did not respond until he snapped his finger. Sehwa slowly got up from his seat. It wasn’t something he did of his own volition. Sehwa’s body, which had learned deep in its bones that the man would not wait twice, moved as it pleased against its owner’s will.
The place he pointed to was his sturdy thigh, indicating for Sehwa to sit there. Just like back then when he had to receive the whipped cream Ki Tae-jeong fed him orally or anally.
Sehwa clenched his clothes tightly. He didn’t want to go. He didn’t want to be treated like a h0le. Yet, he was moving slowly. He didn’t want harsher words to be poured out if he didn’t comply meekly. He didn’t want to be hurt more by a man who suddenly asked why he liked him.
“…I don’t.”
Sehwa muttered secretly, holding on to his shattered pride.
“To Director, something like that… I don’t.”
As Sehwa continued to mumble, unsure of why he had such thoughts, Ki Tae-jeong snorted.
“What’s wrong?”
“That director, no, the Brigadier General, I…don’t like you.”
As Sehwa resisted the pulling hand, his body collapsed. The bitter scent of tobacco mixed with strong cologne hit Sehwa.
“Babe. I’m just asking before we do it again.”
Ki Tae-jeong’s large hand quickly pulled down Sehwa’s baggy pants. Since he wasn’t wearing any underwear, his bare d1ck was sticking out.
“Can I put it in and fvck you?”
“Why… are you asking?”
Since he was going to do whatever he wanted anyway. Ki Tae-jeong, who read the hidden meaning, smirked slightly. Above his malicious smile, memories of the time they flew in the sky together overlapped. The face that had laughed like a boy after soaring through the sky.
“This time, I won’t go easy. Even if your h0le is torn apart, I’ll keep pounding until the end.”
Sehwa didn’t understand. Of course, he didn’t like Ki Tae-jeong. Absolutely, positively not. His feelings towards him weren’t those pretty and tender emotions. But despite his own feelings… Why did Ki Tae-jeong say such cruel things to someone he thought liked him?
“… If I say no, you won’t do it, right?”
“No.”
Both Sehwa’s wrists were grabbed. Sehwa closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath. Now his shirt will be lifted and his nipples will be sucked. Ki Tae-jeong enjoyed teasing Sehwa’s pale nipples until they turned red. It seemed he even found satisfaction when the flat flesh swelled up thickly under his tongue.
What happened next was obvious. Ki Tae-jeong would just raise Sehwa’s ass and opened his h0le like a dog. Since there was a water bottle nearby, he might just roughly thrust into him with that this time. He should be ready to endure the spanking on his buttocks or perineum while Ki Tae-jeong spread his cheeks with his hands, and then…
As Sehwa reminisced about the sex that was to come, instead of the mockery he had been prepared for, a long shadow suddenly loomed over his face. Perplexed, Sehwa opened his eyes stiffly, forgetting to breathe. Ki Tae-jeong’s lips were too close.
“… Ah.”
Ki Tae-jeong had his eyes half lowered and his lips naturally parted. Sehwa, who unconsciously admired the rich shading created by the delicate contours from his forehead to his nose and chin, instinctively turned his head reflexively. This was some sort of hint. Even a fool would recognize it.
Sehwa hated it. A kiss. Trying to kiss him while making the most vicious taunts he had ever made… Sehwa braced his back with a lot of strength to avoid being swayed by Ki Tae-jeong. Funny enough, Sehwa didn’t even know that because of that, his legs that were wrapped around Ki Tae-jeong’s thighs naturally became tense and ended up squeezing his back and pressing Ki Tae-jeong’s dick against him.
“Not content with just tightening your hole, you’re doing this here too.”
Ki Tae-jeong sneered as if he was shocked.
“What? Ah, this is… I mean…”
Ki Tae-jeong lowered his upper body while holding Sehwa’s wrist tightly as if to squash any objection.
“That’s why I said you’re the one who likes me. Why do you like someone who treats you like a fvck h0le?”
Sehwa felt like he had been hit on the back of his head. Just now, what did he say?
“No… I don’t like you.”
In shock, a reflexive denial came out. A fvck… h0le. Tears finally welled up at the low critique he had never heard before. It seemed like Ki Tae-jeong had been subtly expecting him to cry for a while now. Also, it was true that Sehwa cried too often in front of him, so he tried not to show any tears anymore… But to be called a fvckh0le instead of just h0le… This was too much.
“I don’t like you. Why on earth are you doing that?”
Struggling not to sob, he spoke again, this time holding back his anger. It was exactly as Ki Tae-jeong said. Why would Sehwa like a man who treats him like a fvck… h0le or whatever.
“Really?”
“Yes, I have no reason to… Ahh…!”
Ki Tae-jeong completely bent Sehwa’s wrist and forced his finger inside him. There was a terrible crunching sound, like a bone breaking.
“Okay. I understand, so you have to get pregnant this time. Got it?”
“You were taken by the House owner to pay off a debt. I was taken to the military just like that too. I don’t know if my parents sold it or if they even existed.”
Ki Tae-jeong said calmly. Just as Sehwa woke up in the House’s warehouse, Ki Tae-jeong also woke up in a closed camp deep inside the military.
“Ah…”
A small exclamation erupted. There was nothing he could do. Without realizing it, Sehwa let out a sympathetic voice. In hindsight, Sehwa thought he might seem arrogant, and from Ki Tae-jeong’s perspective, it might have felt like he was sympathizing with him. That was never his intention.
“What is it?”
“I’m sorry. I was a little surprised…”
Sympathy? Who dares harbor such feelings toward whom?
“I used my body better than others. It wasn’t just that I had good motor skills, but as you saw earlier, I had no limits to the point where I wondered if I was actually a person.”
The broken bone was healed cleanly without any medicine. He never got tired and did not die even though he was shot and stabbed several times. He even survived being pushed off a cliff.
“That’s why I survived until now. No, not just surviving. I killed them all and even made myself a Brigadier General.”
Ki Tae-jeong patted his broad chest. It was near the area where star-shaped embroidery was engraved. Come to think of it, the indoor clothes he wore were slightly different from Sehwa’s. The material also seems to be more high-quality. There were various embroideries, including stars, engraved on it.
It almost makes him wonder if Ki Tae-jeong was a person… Sehwa desperately tried to find clues in the few sentences Ki Tae-jeong had just given him. He snooped around to decipher the emotions Ki Tae-jeong had secretly spilled through rare glimpses of vulnerability. If Sehwa were to say that he read indescribable loss and sorrow in his calm voice… would that be deceitful to Ki Tae-jeong? To feel pity for a man who seemed to have no desire for sympathy, would that be permissible? And this… although it might seem quite arrogant if he were to say he felt a slight sense of camaraderie with Ki Tae-jeong. Of course, he was of a much higher rank than himself, but if a similar shadow could be perceived, then…
“Hmm…”
It was an ambiguous sound as if he were either smoking or sighing. It was clear that Sehwa now seemed to see through what Ki Tae-jeong was thinking. Only then did the tumultuous thoughts that had been buzzing calm down. When Sehwa slowly turned his eyes and looked at Ki Tae-jeong, Sehwa saw a cold expression, as if cold water had been splashed on him.
“I’m sorry…”
Lost in a whirlpool of rapidly rising thoughts, Sehwa firmly closed the floodgate of his heart, which had almost swung wide open without his realization.
Ki Tae-jeong was the first person to tell Sehwa that he was in a similar situation as him. Then just… Even though Ki Tae-jeong tormented him so much, Sehwa should have just been grateful and left it at that. Shamefully, he ended up excessively empathizing with his misfortune. Sehwa tried to find some comfort by embracing the small bit of unfortunate past that Ki Tae-jeong had thrown out and piecing it together like a puzzle. Sehwa even pondered how he could comfort him when he couldn’t even grasp the subject… He was having such absurd thoughts.
“Babe, I told you not to be so arrogant.”
It was the same cool tone as when he was kicked to make him vomit blood. His somewhat relaxed demeanor was completely gone. Sehwa’s face, which had been contemplating excuses, turned pale. He realized that Ki Tae-jeong wouldn’t treat him like before. Still, he had hoped their relationship might change a little… Sehwa sighed softly, regretting the opportunity he had foolishly let slip away. And he genuinely felt sorry for Ki Tae-jeong.
Sehwa just blinked his eyes, not knowing what to do at the sudden change in atmosphere. Did Ki Tae-jeong feel offended by his attempt to sympathize with him? But it wasn’t like sympathy… If Sehwa had to put it into words, this feeling was closer to a sense of comradeship. A warm feeling of wanting to sit by his side and say, “I’ve been there too,” and give him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. Of course, from Ki Tae-jeong’s perspective, that might also be unpleasant… But still, wasn’t this too much of an overreaction?
“I told you to be cute…”
“…”
“When did I tell you to like me?”
… What? Sehwa couldn’t say anything for a moment. Like me? Me, like you? Why would he say such a thing?
“Yes?”
There was nothing to think deeply about. Sehwa shook his head.
“What… Are you talking about?”
No, no. The words of denial couldn’t even come out with a proper voice. His faint breath disappeared without a trace, enveloped by Ki Tae-jeong’s cigarette smoke. He felt suppressed. Overwhelmed. He didn’t know what it was, but… If he let it be taken away like this, it felt like it would all be over. Even though he didn’t know what Ki Tae-jeong was trying to take from him, if he surrendered it so easily, it felt like it would be irreversibly lost.
“I don’t know why you thought that, but…”
Ki Tae-jeong, who was wondering what to do with the cigarette he had just lit, soon pressed down on the cigarette stem. On the once-clean table, traces of fire were left behind, probably marks that wouldn’t be erased easily.
“What are you doing?”
Sehwa was taken aback by Ki Tae-jeong’s rude assumption and did not respond until he snapped his finger. Sehwa slowly got up from his seat. It wasn’t something he did of his own volition. Sehwa’s body, which had learned deep in its bones that the man would not wait twice, moved as it pleased against its owner’s will.
The place he pointed to was his sturdy thigh, indicating for Sehwa to sit there. Just like back then when he had to receive the whipped cream Ki Tae-jeong fed him orally or anally.
Sehwa clenched his clothes tightly. He didn’t want to go. He didn’t want to be treated like a h0le. Yet, he was moving slowly. He didn’t want harsher words to be poured out if he didn’t comply meekly. He didn’t want to be hurt more by a man who suddenly asked why he liked him.
“…I don’t.”
Sehwa muttered secretly, holding on to his shattered pride.
“To Director, something like that… I don’t.”
As Sehwa continued to mumble, unsure of why he had such thoughts, Ki Tae-jeong snorted.
“What’s wrong?”
“That director, no, the Brigadier General, I…don’t like you.”
As Sehwa resisted the pulling hand, his body collapsed. The bitter scent of tobacco mixed with strong cologne hit Sehwa.
“Babe. I’m just asking before we do it again.”
Ki Tae-jeong’s large hand quickly pulled down Sehwa’s baggy pants. Since he wasn’t wearing any underwear, his bare d1ck was sticking out.
“Can I put it in and fvck you?”
“Why… are you asking?”
Since he was going to do whatever he wanted anyway. Ki Tae-jeong, who read the hidden meaning, smirked slightly. Above his malicious smile, memories of the time they flew in the sky together overlapped. The face that had laughed like a boy after soaring through the sky.
“This time, I won’t go easy. Even if your h0le is torn apart, I’ll keep pounding until the end.”
Sehwa didn’t understand. Of course, he didn’t like Ki Tae-jeong. Absolutely, positively not. His feelings towards him weren’t those pretty and tender emotions. But despite his own feelings… Why did Ki Tae-jeong say such cruel things to someone he thought liked him?
“… If I say no, you won’t do it, right?”
“No.”
Both Sehwa’s wrists were grabbed. Sehwa closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath. Now his shirt will be lifted and his nipples will be sucked. Ki Tae-jeong enjoyed teasing Sehwa’s pale nipples until they turned red. It seemed he even found satisfaction when the flat flesh swelled up thickly under his tongue.
What happened next was obvious. Ki Tae-jeong would just raise Sehwa’s ass and opened his h0le like a dog. Since there was a water bottle nearby, he might just roughly thrust into him with that this time. He should be ready to endure the spanking on his buttocks or perineum while Ki Tae-jeong spread his cheeks with his hands, and then…
As Sehwa reminisced about the sex that was to come, instead of the mockery he had been prepared for, a long shadow suddenly loomed over his face. Perplexed, Sehwa opened his eyes stiffly, forgetting to breathe. Ki Tae-jeong’s lips were too close.
“… Ah.”
Ki Tae-jeong had his eyes half lowered and his lips naturally parted. Sehwa, who unconsciously admired the rich shading created by the delicate contours from his forehead to his nose and chin, instinctively turned his head reflexively. This was some sort of hint. Even a fool would recognize it.
Sehwa hated it. A kiss. Trying to kiss him while making the most vicious taunts he had ever made… Sehwa braced his back with a lot of strength to avoid being swayed by Ki Tae-jeong. Funny enough, Sehwa didn’t even know that because of that, his legs that were wrapped around Ki Tae-jeong’s thighs naturally became tense and ended up squeezing his back and pressing Ki Tae-jeong’s dick against him.
“Not content with just tightening your hole, you’re doing this here too.”
Ki Tae-jeong sneered as if he was shocked.
“What? Ah, this is… I mean…”
Ki Tae-jeong lowered his upper body while holding Sehwa’s wrist tightly as if to squash any objection.
“That’s why I said you’re the one who likes me. Why do you like someone who treats you like a fvck h0le?”
Sehwa felt like he had been hit on the back of his head. Just now, what did he say?
“No… I don’t like you.”
In shock, a reflexive denial came out. A fvck… h0le. Tears finally welled up at the low critique he had never heard before. It seemed like Ki Tae-jeong had been subtly expecting him to cry for a while now. Also, it was true that Sehwa cried too often in front of him, so he tried not to show any tears anymore… But to be called a fvckh0le instead of just h0le… This was too much.
“I don’t like you. Why on earth are you doing that?”
Struggling not to sob, he spoke again, this time holding back his anger. It was exactly as Ki Tae-jeong said. Why would Sehwa like a man who treats him like a fvck… h0le or whatever.
“Really?”
“Yes, I have no reason to… Ahh…!”
Ki Tae-jeong completely bent Sehwa’s wrist and forced his finger inside him. There was a terrible crunching sound, like a bone breaking.
“Okay. I understand, so you have to get pregnant this time. Got it?”
