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"You were all over me asking about my tastes, and now you're pushing me away? That's too much."
He looked hurt as I kept pushing him away. That was only when he had an agenda. I smiled and tried to twist my body to escape, but his arm kept winding around my waist like a snake, making it impossible to break free.
"Just a moment. Director Kang. Director Kang?"
Ignoring me, his hand crawled down and slipped inside Ja-kyung's pants. At the same time, his mouth licked at his chest. Ahh. With the stimulation coming from above and below, Ja-kyung squeezed his eyes shut. He could break free if he hit him, but Jang Yi-an wasn't that kind of person.
Besides, being human himself, he couldn't help but be secretly tempted by the sexual pleasure he hadn't tasted in a long time. He had learned that it could feel good even with a man, not a woman, and for a moment he thought it might be fine as long as there was no penetration.
Kang Il-hyun sucked and nibbled at the nipple like a puppy starved for three days and nights. When Ja-kyung tried to push him away by his shoulders, he bared his teeth and bit down. He sucked noisily enough to make it tingle, occasionally looking up to check Ja-kyung's expression.
He pulled his lips away and then straddled Ja-kyung's chest. Surprised, Ja-kyung opened his eyes wide. He unbuckled the pants buckle and pulled down the zipper. Soon a massive cock sprang upward. Ja-kyung was so dumbfounded his jaw dropped.
"You said you didn't like it, but you're opening your mouth on your own. Good boy."
He stroked his cheek, so Ja-kyung quickly came to his senses and clamped his mouth shut. He gripped the shaft and stroked it back and forth. It was already huge, but it grew even larger. When he pressed the tip against his lips, Ja-kyung's face scrunched up. When he pursed his lips and resisted, he looked down and laughed. Now even if he tried to push him away, his solid thighs pinned his upper body tight, making it impossible to move.
"Pretty, isn't it? Ahh."
When Ja-kyung scowled, he looked like he was dying of pleasure. Fuck! Perverted bastard. He cursed internally as transparent beads formed at the tip of the cock. When he kept his mouth shut and resisted, he didn't force him to open up or shove it in. He slowly rubbed the cock tip slick with pre-cum all over his face—cheeks, lips, chin, temples, everywhere.
Kang Il-hyun's face as he looked down at him appeared extremely delighted. The corner of his mouth cocked to one side, his eyes glistening with desire, even the way he lewdly licked his lower lip. Ja-kyung felt his breath growing tighter and turned his head away.
But soon he was grabbed and forced to meet his eyes.
"I won't ask you to open up, so watch."
What?
"If you look away, I'll put it in anywhere."
His voice was sinister and heavy with moisture. He spat into his palm and grabbed his cock, starting to stroke it back and forth. With one hand on the bed headboard, he slightly lifted his body. The friction between his palm and shaft made wet, squelching sounds.
With sunlight pouring through the large window, his expression was laid bare.
The movement of his pupils, his rough breathing, the subtle trembling of his cheeks....
He never imagined he'd see someone masturbating right in front of his face. Kang Il-hyun clenched his teeth and threw his head back, seeming to reach climax. Hah, fuck, his Adam's apple protruded as veins bulged in his neck.
His breathing grew as rough as a beast's, and the speed of his hand increased. The sound of him grinding his teeth sent chills down his spine. Through clenched teeth he let out a suppressed moan, and simultaneously something splashed onto Ja-kyung's face. Once, twice, three times... A fishy liquid dripped down his eyelids and the bridge of his nose.
Hah, hah, hah. Like a beast that had just finished hunting, Kang Il-hyun caught his breath while staring intently at Ja-kyung's face. With the afterglow of ejaculation still on his face, he pulled up the corners of his mouth in a handsome smile. Ja-kyung, who had been mesmerized by that face, belatedly came to his senses and realized his face was covered in semen.
He scowled and tried to touch his face with his hand but was immediately stopped by Kang Il-hyun. Kang Il-hyun stuck out his tongue and began licking his own semen off Ja-kyung's cheek and chin. What the hell was he doing now? He tried to push him away by his shoulders, but it was impossible to peel off Kang Il-hyun who clung like a leech.
He sucked on the cheeks noisily, slathering them with saliva—he was going absolutely wild. Thinking he'd really eat him up if left alone, Ja-kyung couldn't stand it anymore and pulled his hand free to push his face away.
"Stop. Stop..."
Then he started licking his palm. That wasn't enough either—he tried to put his fingers in his mouth and suck them, so Ja-kyung forcefully pulled them away. He looked ready to devour anything he could grab. With semen still on his lower lip, he whispered softly.
"I want to eat more."
Just then the intercom rang. The moment Kang Il-hyun raised his head to glare at the intercom, Ja-kyung swiftly escaped and got off the bed. He straightened his clothes, roughly combed his disheveled hair with his hand, and backed away.
Kang Il-hyun beckoned him to come, but Ja-kyung shook his head. When he tried to get off the bed, Ja-kyung quickly went outside and fled. Park Tae-soo was sitting in the living room, and staff members were visible too. He felt their gazes piercing him, making his ears burn for no reason.
Cursing internally every which way, he headed upstairs. As soon as he closed the door and entered the bathroom, he washed his face first. The smell of that bastard's semen wafted up, making his irritation soar. But what was even more humiliating was...
"Fuck..."
Ja-kyung pulled down his pants and looked inside. His erect member was threatening to burst through his underwear. He squeezed his eyes shut. He hadn't touched it or rubbed it, yet his cock was hard. Actually, it had been getting hard from the moment he watched Kang Il-hyun masturbating alone. From the moment he looked down while staring at him as if to devour him...
After filling the sink with water, Ja-kyung plunged his face into it. He stayed like that for a while, then lifted his head and faced his reflection in the mirror. The area under his eyes was noticeably redder.
"...Hah, fuck..."
Annoyed, he rubbed his face vigorously and chain-smoked in the bathroom. Laughing in disbelief, then cursing, quite a long time passed, but the erection wouldn't easily subside. He thought he could hear Kang Il-hyun's mocking laughter all the way here.
***
On a large tube floating in the swimming pool, Kang Seok-ju was lying with sunglasses on. The midday pool had appropriately hot sunshine and a gentle breeze blowing through—perfect for swimming. Kang Seok-ju played club music loudly on his phone, his body swaying to make the tube rock.
Before leaving on his business trip, Kang Il-hyun had called Kang Seok-ju and given him permission to enjoy himself freely. He even left a card key saying he could use the house in Seoul if he wanted. For compensation for serving as masturbation material this morning, it was remarkably generous. Of course, there was the condition that Park Tae-soo had to tag along.
For Ja-kyung, Park Tae-soo was just as difficult a person as Kang Il-hyun. He couldn't figure out what he was thinking at all.
Ja-kyung ended up taking care of himself with his own hand in the bathroom before coming outside. As always when masturbating, he tried to close his eyes and think of beautiful, curvaceous women. The woman he met in Russia a few years ago would be good, or the woman he met in Italy.
But the clearer the image became, the more he saw Kang Il-hyun's face as he stroked his cock while on top of him. Thirsty, he gulped down the drink a staff member had brought. He scraped out the remaining ice and crunched it loudly, and Seok-ju, who was holding his phone, lowered the music volume.
"Ian."
"Yeah?"
"There's a party. Want to go?"
"A party?"
"Party hosted by Choi Gi-tae. I told you, didn't I? That this bastard is the type to throw a party even when his own brother died."
He laughed as he asked if he was going. After contemplating for just a moment, Ja-kyung nodded. He said they'd meet soon, so he must have meant for him to come to the party. Now, while Kang Il-hyun was away, was the perfect time to move. Of course, having to drag along a tail was bothersome.
"By the way, where did Director Kang go on his business trip?"
"Hong Kong."
"Ah, I wish someone would just kill him there."
Ja-kyung smiled awkwardly. That won't do. He's mine. In a different sense, of course. He put the remaining ice in his mouth and chewed, while in the distance Park Tae-soo came out and watched them. Kang Seok-ju preemptively shut his mouth and pretended not to notice, and Ja-kyung continued crunching the ice.
Park Tae-soo watched them for a while before going back inside. Kang Seok-ju, who had been feigning ignorance, pushed his sunglasses up to his head and glared in the direction he had disappeared.
"Both the master and the dog, absolutely insufferable."
"Has Director Park worked here long...?"
Kang Seok-ju moved his eyes upward as he calculated the time.
"About 10 years, I think. Rumor has it he's from some secret unit, but I don't know exactly. Kang Il-hyun brought him in."
"That's quite a long time..."
"Hard to believe, but everyone working under Kang Il-hyun has been there a long time. Word is he treats his staff well even though he's a bastard to his family. But if you get on his bad side, you're dead that same day. Oh, and there's Head Housekeeper Song, right? That old lady has worked in this house since Kang Il-hyun was born. She was here before his mother went crazy and died."
"Crazy... died?"
Kang Seok-ju put his index finger to his head and spun it around.
"Can't you tell by looking at Director Kang? His mother committed suicide due to mental illness. That's why Kang Il-hyun has been in and out of psychiatric hospitals since he was young. If his father hadn't straightened him out, by now he would have..."
Seok-ju stopped talking and shuddered, perhaps imagining an even more insane Kang Il-hyun.
"Fuck. I almost pissed myself just imagining it?"
Ja-kyung recalled Kang Il-hyun's face last night when he asked what it would be like if his mother was around. For just a moment, had that longing shown in those snake-like eyes, or was it just his imagination?
Ja-kyung soon shook his head to shake off the intruding thoughts. Was this what Wang Han had worried about? Being around the target for a long time and becoming assimilated. He had seen quite a few people around him who felt sympathy and botched their work.
But Ja-kyung would never do that. That was a mistake only foolish people made.