Passion Novel - Chapter 140

Ilay, realizing that Jeong Taeui was just frowning and glaring, showing no sign of moving his hand after a brief hesitation, let out a short sigh.

“When you sometimes do foolish things, this is one of those times. …Well, it doesn’t matter to me. The fun of breaking that foolishness isn’t bad either.”

It was simultaneous with the end of those slow, muttering words.

A strong, fierce hand, unfitting its beautiful appearance, gripped Jeong Taeui’s crotch. His penis and the testicles below were completely held in one hand, at the root. With a strong, merciless grip, tightly.

“Ah! —!”

He inhaled sharply. Stars exploded before his eyes. His vision truly went black in an instant, then flashed, and sparks scattered everywhere. He didn’t even know when his hand had fallen from Ilay’s shoulder. Jeong Taeui, his face pale, was clutching Ilay’s arm, digging his fingernails in.

“Let go, let go… please… —Please, let go of my hand…”

Yes, I was wrong. You damn bastard, you utterly cowardly son of a bitch. So let go of my hand, you scoundrel!

It was commendable that he managed to distinguish between what could be said and what shouldn’t be said, both in his mind and out loud. Jeong Taeui whispered in a dazed state. His vision continued to flash.

However, this bastard, who was so bad he couldn’t even be flayed to satisfaction, might truly intend to cripple Jeong Taeui’s lower body. Whether Jeong Taeui swallowed his breath and desperately pleaded or not, he shook the hand gripping his crotch two or three times violently, as if tearing it, as if he couldn’t hear his voice at all.

Jeong Taeui passed out. It was probably only for about 3 or 4 seconds, but his consciousness instantly vanished. However, the reason his consciousness returned was also because of the pain of being gripped and shaken below.

“Let go… I let go of your shoulder, I let go, you bastard, so you let go of my hand, too…!”

Jeong Taeui muttered intermittently, thinking in his dazed state that he might never be able to function as a man again. Ilay, who hadn’t pretended to hear anything Jeong Taeui said until then, suddenly loosened his grip slightly. Even so, it was only a change from pressing down with a whole house to pressing down with a boulder, but that slight difference allowed Jeong Taeui to finally catch his breath.

His eyes were wet. He opened his hazy eyes and saw Ilay looking down at him right in front.

“Taei. Your hand.”

He said briefly. Jeong Taeui, in a dazed state, stared blankly at his own hand. He had unconsciously been clutching Ilay’s arm. Jeong Taeui finally realized his own hand, trembling as it gripped Ilay’s forearm to try and remove his hand from his crotch. He quickly let go of that hand.

“There, I let go. I let go. So you let go too…”

“Wrap it around my neck.”

“What?”

“My neck. Hug me. With your arms.”

Jeong Taeui didn’t understand his words for a moment. No, he understood them briefly, but he suspected that he was in so much pain that his head was a little messed up. His neck? Choke his neck…? No, he couldn’t have said that, did he just say to hug his neck?

Jeong Taeui, half-dazed with cold sweat, stared blankly at him. An indifferent face looked down at him from above. But as he blinked a few times and tried to tilt his head, the hand gripping his crotch began to tighten. It was almost a complete panic. Jeong Taeui shivered and frantically hugged Ilay’s neck. Damn it, alright, I’ll do as you say. Very, very tightly.

Jeong Taeui fiercely hugged him, as if to choke his neck. The hot sensation transferred directly from their touching skin. Holding his neck and shoulders, which filled his arms reassuringly, Jeong Taeui whispered against Ilay’s neck, which was right in front of his lips,

“That’s enough. Please let go… I really feel like I’m going to die from the pain. You’re a man, you should know.”

The unspoken words, you damn bastard, were swallowed.

However, if he let go now, he wouldn’t be a madman.

Ilay, who had been silently still for a moment, suddenly tightened his grip even more.

“Agh! Ugh… Mom…”

Finally, a scream burst from his mouth. Physiological tears welled up in his eyes. A screw had finally come loose in his head.

“You damn bastard! What’s your problem, what?! I did what you told me to! You cursed bastard, are you trying to make me impotent, you filthy, despicable jerk! Let go of my hand, let go! Please, please!!! …Please just let go…”

Jeong Taeui, who had been cursing like crazy, ended his words with a plea, yet he diligently held Ilay’s neck tightly. In fact, he was too dazed to even loosen his arms. Just then, a low chuckle was heard near his ear.

“Jeong Taei, it seems you’re really in pain. Your liver’s out of your stomach.”

“Wouldn’t you be in pain, you crazy bastard…?”

“Stay still. Don’t loosen your arms. …Right. Then one more thing. Say it with your own mouth.”

“What? Say what?”

Jeong Taeui, muttering with a tearful voice, was more than willing to say whatever this devil-like man in front of him told him to. Whether it was, Master, please save me, or I am the biggest fool in the world, he had no time to worry about pride or anything else.

However, the words that came from Ilay’s mouth were something he had not expected at all.

“That you won’t meet him.”

“What…?”

“That kid. Ling Xinlu. Say you won’t meet him and won’t even think about meeting him.”

Jeong Taeui was speechless for a moment.

It was a completely unexpected demand, and also, it was something Jeong Taeui couldn’t answer.

Not meet Xinlu?

That was a matter beyond Jeong Taeui’s will. Regardless of whether he liked it or not, Jeong Taeui had to meet him someday. Even if he had nothing to say or no business, it was a minimum obligation. As Jeong Taeui hesitated, unable to speak, a merciless grip immediately pressed into his crotch. Cold sweat profusely beaded on his spine and forehead.

“Agh! Ugh, ugh, —Agh…!! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts—!!”

“If you insist on meeting him that much, then I’ll just crush him so you can’t use him.”

“Use him for what—Please, please… —…I, I won’t go first… I won’t seek him out first, will that do?”

“Don’t meet him even if he comes looking for you.”

“—How can I do that?!”

Jeong Taeui blurted out. He was so wronged and furious that tears streamed down his face. It was such a difficult problem to make this monster understand human emotions that he cried.

“You too, if you were born human, think about it! No matter how it turned out, I caused him trouble, and he practically quit his excellent job because of me. And you’re telling me to pretend I didn’t see any of that? How can a human do that?!”

Jeong Taeui desperately hugged Ilay’s neck, as if to choke him, with the intention of making him experience suffocation. He shouted at his neck, shedding silent tears of blood. It would be better to shout at a wall; to appeal for humanity to this inhuman monster.

“…”

However, Jeong Taeui, half-dazed with pain, was sobbing and hiccuping, so he didn’t realize for a while that the hand crushing his crotch had let go.

“Good. You said you wouldn’t seek him out first, clearly. Taei. You’ll remember that, won’t you?”

A low, gentle voice whispered in his ear. Jeong Taeui nodded unconditionally. His breath hitched. His hiccups wouldn’t stop. It was truly agonizing. He only then realized that the pain in his crotch had disappeared, but the numb, tingling sensation remained. Seriously wondering in a corner of his mind if it was truly crippled, Jeong Taeui hiccuped, hiccup, hiccup, against Ilay’s neck, which he was still holding tightly.

Alright, that’s enough for now, Ilay’s muttered words were faintly heard. The hand stroking Jeong Taeui’s back, who was clinging to him like a koala, felt somehow gentler than usual. Damn it. Give me the disease and then the cure.

“…Is that kid that good?”

Suddenly, Ilay, who had been silently stroking Jeong Taeui’s back for a while, asked in a low voice. Jeong Taeui hiccuped, hiccup, a loud hiccup like someone caught stealing, then fell silent.

“What’s so good about him?”

He asked again. Jeong Taeui still said nothing.

What’s so good about him? He thought about it. He liked his large, deer-like eyes, and his cherry-like lips that smiled gently. He also liked his shy expression and his voice calling out, “Taei hyung.” Could there be another child so cute? He fully understood why Elder Ling, whatever his name was, cherished him so much.

But.

Jeong Taeui continued to hiccup, staring blankly at Ilay’s back. Why do you ask such things when you won’t understand or accept it anyway?

Jeong Taeui grumbled inwardly. Ilay was silent for a moment, but he didn’t seem to be trying to get an answer from Jeong Taeui.

“Jeong Taeui. You’re mine. Understand? You’re mine.”

He said slowly, with clear pronunciation that pierced his ear. As if he didn’t expect an answer to that either, the hand stroking his back slowly moved down to his waist. And then to his buttocks.

Jeong Taeui flinched, his body recoiling. It was a very subtle movement, but Ilay, who was clinging to Jeong Taeui, couldn’t have failed to notice. The hand stroking Jeong Taeui’s buttocks tightened slightly.

“It’s okay. We’ve done it before. Why are you so tense? Relax.”

“…Do you really have to put it in…?”

He no longer wished for him not to do it at all, or to just play around. He would be grateful if he just didn’t penetrate. Moreover, Jeong Taeui’s penis was still—and probably for a while longer—numb and had no sensation, and it wasn’t erect at all.

Thinking about it, a frustrating question also arose.

Why me?

No, he understood him tormenting him. Yes, he had given that guy a taste of his own medicine for the first time in his life and run away, and he was grateful that this crazy temper hadn’t killed him. But why did the torment have to be sex? If one thought normally, sex should be enjoyed happily with some beautiful woman—this guy, with his diamond spoon, could easily have any beauty you’d see in a movie—and hateful, annoying people should be beaten or exploited, or locked up in some back room forever. But what the hell was this—

Then Jeong Taeui suddenly recalled words from a distant memory.

—Jeong Taei. …I never expected it, but you’re an amazing bottom. So wonderfully tight, I thought I was going to be swallowed whole. To be like that even while crying in pain, I wonder what kind of object you’ll become once you get used to it; just thinking about it makes me ache…

“…”

Is my body that amazing?

Jeong Taeui thought quite seriously about words he would never, ever utter aloud even if he were beaten to death. Jeong Taeui himself couldn’t have sex with himself, so he couldn’t know.

Jeong Taeui squinted suspiciously at Ilay. He still had his neck hugged, so he couldn’t see his face. Meanwhile, one finger, pushing through the folds of Jeong Taeui’s buttocks, was widening the inside. Ugh, a sharp groan escaped Jeong Taeui’s lips involuntarily. Damn it. He’s really going to put it in.

His face drained of color. No matter how many times he had experienced it, and even though he knew he wouldn’t die, an instinctive fear slowly crept up. No, it was even more chilling because he had experienced it.

“Hey… do you really have to put it in…? Let’s just use our hands. I’ll do it for you. I can do it really well.”

Jeong Taeui quickly said, anxious. But only a snort came back.

“Are you playing children’s games? Relax your butt. Blame your body for getting tight again after just a few days of not being used. It tastes very good, but this tight isn’t my preference. I prefer it moderately loose and firm… Well, it’s vacation for a while, so let’s take our time and make it a hole that fits my thing perfectly.”

A perfect hole, what the hell is he talking about— Jeong Taeui, who was about to jump up at the embarrassing words, suddenly realized something in his remark.

“What did you just say?”

“Hmm? I said I’d make it fit perfectly. That I’d make it so you can’t come unless it’s my thing.”

“Can’t come unless it’s your thing! …No, damn it, not that, but, vacation?”

Jeong Taeui, who had blurted out, then shook his head and asked again, and Ilay raised an eyebrow, then nodded.

“Ah, yes. It was a bit difficult to get out, but thanks to that, I handled urgent matters, sleeping less than twenty hours total over the past week, so I’m quite tired now. So don’t look so pale. I intend to finish quickly.”

“Oh, right. That’s good news, but… no, no, wait, vacation?”