Codename Anastasia Novel (End) - Chapter 71 (End)

The heat swirling throughout his body seemed to gather in one spot and be sucked out. A thick vein now stood out on Zhenya’s smooth forehead. He wanted to burrow in deeper and deeper.

“Augh! Agh! Nng, ugh, haang…!” Kwon Taekjoo’s upper body, which had been trying to endure, slowly, slowly collapsed. Even trying to brace himself by holding Zhenya’s legs or abdomen was difficult because of the lube. Finally, he stretched his arm long and barely managed to grip the headboard. Just then, Zhenya’s face nearly buried itself in his tilted upper body.

“…Augh.” Suddenly, Kwon Taekjoo twisted his shoulder and groaned. It was because Zhenya had abruptly thrust out his tongue and licked a nipple he had been eyeing. Come to think of it, that spot had always been sensitive. He had thought the reason men had such things attached to their bodies was simply “because it looks weird if they’re not there.” It was only after having sex with Kwon Taekjoo that he realized men could feel as much as women. It was more accurate to say he had simply never been interested.

“…You should have felt like sucking it.” He murmured, nuzzling his sharp nose against my nipple. Then, he wrapped his tongue around the soft flesh, sucking it with smacking sounds. When both above and below were simultaneously assaulted, Kwon Taekjoo’s body stiffened and trembled uncontrollably.

Burying his head and groaning, he still couldn’t pull his aroused body away. The tingling sensations coming from both above and below made his hips buck. Pressing hard on his nipples and repeatedly probing with his tongue, he lifted his upper body sharply. This caused the penis embedded in his belly to stir along, pressing deeply against his mucous membrane. As an un-stimulated area was aroused, Kwon Taekjoo’s body jolted. His body was now completely on top of Zhenya.

Even amidst that, he lowered his head and stubbornly burrowed into my chest. Kwon Taekjoo pushed Zhenya’s shoulders, telling him to stop, but his upper body, betraying his reason, increasingly pressed closer to Zhenya’s face. His erect penis also slowly rubbed its head against Zhenya’s abdomen.

“Don’t… ugh, touch me,” Kwon Taekjoo protested belatedly, swallowing his pleasure.

“Who touched you?” he shamelessly retorted, raising both hands. Even in that brief moment, he didn’t stop thrusting from below. The strength suddenly left Kwon Taekjoo’s body, which had been enduring through sheer will. Zhenya didn’t miss that opportunity, tightly embracing his back. Then, he even spread his buttocks to one side and plunged his eagerly waiting massive penis deep inside.

“Haah! Augh, nng… ugh!” “Haa, ha…” I wrapped my arms around Zhenya’s neck and let out messy groans into his ear. Zhenya, listening to the sounds, nibbled on Kwon Taekjoo’s earlobe. With every thrust of his body, his aroused penis repeatedly rubbed against Kwon Taekjoo’s thick pectoral muscles and defined abs. His firm body wasn’t just pleasurable; it was tingling and numb. An urgent need to urinate surged.

Sweat-soaked skin repeatedly attached and detached. Heated breaths burst against each other’s ears, raising their body temperatures. His mind felt like it was boiling, and his eyes seemed to melt at any moment. Zhenya pushed his warm tongue into Kwon Taekjoo’s ear canal, thrusting shallowly, while also flexibly thrusting his hips upward. He felt increasingly agitated, teetering on the verge of climax.

Finally, unable to bear it, Zhenya changed position. In one swift motion, he flipped Kwon Taekjoo onto his back, beneath him. Then, he pushed Kwon Taekjoo’s legs up, thrusting more quickly into the now yielding opening. His unspoken breaths rattled in his throat from the rapid thrusts. Due to the sudden pressure difference, the gel that had filled his opening now oozed out. Some of it, whitened, clung to the surface of his penis like melted marshmallow. The number of such strands increased with each insertion. From below, where it was now utterly slick, squishy sounds were heard again and again.

“Augh, slow, ugh, slowly, nng, haahh…” I pushed against Zhenya’s mercilessly rampaging body. But he didn’t slow down, pouring down like a torrential rain. No matter how much I twisted or shook my head, it was useless.

Perhaps dissatisfied with Kwon Taekjoo’s constant squirming, Zhenya fully covered Kwon Taekjoo’s body with his own, pinning him down. Then, he slid his tongue entirely into Kwon Taekjoo’s gasping mouth. A muffled groan escaped, trapped inside. His dark eyelashes and eyes were moist with delicate tears. Slowly, he mixed their sweet tongues, then abruptly thrust from below as if shoveling. His rock-hard glans deeply and firmly poked a specific part of the inner wall.

“…!” Suddenly, Kwon Taekjoo’s chest opened wide. His shoulders visibly twitched, and his pinned lower body instinctively stiffened. Zhenya, almost crushing his trembling body with a sense of ominous foreboding and impatience, focused on pounding that very spot.

His immobile body was violently entered by the enormous penis. His toes curled white from his persistent assault, targeting only his most sensitive spots. A violent throbbing converged in his crotch, inducing the sensation of climax. He couldn’t draw a proper breath, as his lips were pressed together. His vision repeatedly flipped between yellow and red. Unable to bear the burning sensation, he sharply turned his head. A harsh breath escaped, and the groans that had only echoed within Zhenya’s mouth now poured out chaotically.

“Augh… Ugh! Ha, augh… Ughh, nng, aaahhh…!” He writhed intensely, his entire body bristling. Immediately after, Kwon Taekjoo’s penis, which had been repeatedly rubbing against Zhenya’s abs, suddenly exploded. Thick cum spurted onto Zhenya’s chest, collarbone, and even his jaw. And soon, it spread onto Kwon Taekjoo’s body, which was still pressing against him. Zhenya casually licked the cum from his collarbone.

Exhausted, Kwon Taekjoo merely frowned, showing little reaction. His body remained intertwined with Zhenya’s, still being lifted and moved. Watching him, completely undone, yet fiercely sucking on his own penis, his mind was boiling. His vision spun, and a sharp pleasure coursed through his spine.

“…Ugh.” A grinding sound came from Zhenya. Then his lower abdomen pressed closer. His sweat-soaked buttocks were completely crushed upward, sticking to his waist. Immediately after, something hot burst inside his belly. Kwon Taekjoo frowned and trembled as he felt his insides hopelessly drenched.

The being that had been pounding him with crushing force now collapsed onto him, gasping. I, too, gasped for breath, bathed in the profound afterglow. My fingertips were tingling and languid. I just wanted to collapse and fall asleep.

Around that time, Zhenya raised his head. He lowered his sweat-soaked eyelashes and quietly gazed at Kwon Taekjoo’s face. Kwon Taekjoo silently met his gaze. His dark eyelashes and eyes were moist with delicate tears. Soon, Zhenya lowered his lips, licking at his eyeballs as if to devour them. I let out a low moan and flinched at the unfamiliar sensation. Goosebumps prickled on my heated neck.

In the meantime, Zhenya withdrew his impaled penis. The thoroughly heated inner walls squirmed aimlessly, smacking their lips. For some reason, I thought he might finally keep his promise.

I was mistaken. He snatched up a nearby tube of lube. When the empty tube made a whooshing sound, he shamelessly tore open a new one.

“What are you doing? We agreed to just one…” 

“Yes, one time. One time until nothing comes out even if I squeeze it.” He changed his words without blinking an eye. Kwon Taekjoo, who was about to argue that such a thing didn’t exist, instead clamped his mouth shut. It was because something cold suddenly poked his inner buttock. Lube-soaked fingers burrowed in, scraping out the bodily fluids that filled his belly.

Zhenya took Kwon Taekjoo’s bitten lower lip into his own, soothing it. Then, he gently kissed all around it.

After that, I was tormented by him until my consciousness faded. In my ears, where even small sounds echoed loudly, I heard a voice calling my name, ‘Taekjoo,’ tenderly.

Yes. I don’t know if my answer to that call was real or a dream. On this lonely island, where no one ever came, I was submerged in a dreamlike rapture.

My consciousness faintly returned. But my body was utterly exhausted, so I kept my eyes closed. The feel of the bed, softly supporting my body, was pleasant. A breeze blew in through the slightly open window. It was a little cool, but not cold. Sunlight poured down, tickling my back.

Such profound peace made me wonder if I was dreaming. I could lie there a little longer, I thought. I rubbed my head against the soft pillow as much as I wanted.

“…Alright.” Around then, a shadow flickered over my closed eyelids. I recognized Zhenya by his voice and scent alone. He seemed to be on the phone with someone. Whenever he closed his mouth, the other person’s replies subtly leaked out.

I sensed his gaze silently looking down at me. It wasn’t a delusion; he continued his call beside Kwon Taekjoo, who was sleeping face down. Was his voice hoarse too? His voice, muttering into the phone, sounded softer than usual.

“Your son, he’s truly amazing.” He drew out the end of his sentence, as if savoring his words. On the other end of the phone, the other person chatted something again. For some reason, that voice sounded familiar. But I wasn’t fully awake, so I couldn’t be sure.

Then one side of the mattress tilted. His scent also grew stronger. His gaze was now overtly fixed on me. He continued in a languid tone.

“Last night, I really thought I was going to lose it. He said he didn’t want it, but he wouldn’t let go of mine. I almost shoved my balls into that tiny hole, you know.” What the hell is this crazy bastard talking about? And who on earth is listening to such lewd talk and agreeing with him?

In the meantime, my consciousness became clearer. Still, I didn’t open my eyes immediately. Both because of the timing and to figure out who he was talking to and about what.

“I don’t know how to handle him. If I treat him like a woman, his pride gets hurt. But it’s not like I can just feed him well. He’s not a dog or a horse. What if he runs away again? Then I’d really be angry. Strangely, I don’t want to kill him. He keeps bothering me, annoying me, and the more I see him, the thirstier I get. I should just get rid of such annoying things… but I don’t want to.” A dark shadow fell over my face. His hand felt as if it could reach me at any moment. Even in that situation, I kept my eyes tightly shut. With him spouting such things to my face, it was awkward to react in any way.

His annoyingly lingering hand gently covered Kwon Taekjoo’s eyes. Thanks to that, the dazzling sunlight was blocked. Then, his voice, gently urging the other person, reached my ear.

“How did you give birth to something like this? Huh? You… you did something terrible to me.” It was a relief he covered my eyes. If he hadn’t, I wouldn’t have been able to lie still, pretending to be asleep, as I had been.

Soon, his call ended. I heard a rustle as his phone was placed somewhere on the bed. Then, his body heat grew noticeably closer. He whispered slowly into Kwon Taekjoo’s ear.

“Your mother sends her regards.” Pretending to be asleep or not, I sharply flung his hand away from my eyes. My vision cleared instantly, revealing his cunningly smiling face. He must have known I was awake all along.

Yet, he had the nerve to have such a conversation with my mother. The things he had spewed replayed in my mind. My face felt like it was going to burn right off.

Of course, since he had been speaking Russian the whole time, my mother wouldn’t have understood a word of his lewd talk. But that fact didn’t serve as mitigating circumstances for the punishment he deserved.

“You bastard!” I reached out as if to grab him by the collar. But he easily dodged by slightly pulling his upper body back. Due to my failed attack, I moved my body, and the forgotten throbbing pain returned. Kwon Taekjoo groaned, clutching his seemingly shattered waist. He grabbed Kwon Taekjoo’s arm, helping him up from the bed.

“If you’re awake, wash up. Let’s eat.” Indeed, my hollow stomach rumbled. Kwon Taekjoo’s huffing momentum somewhat subsided. He chuckled, gestured towards the outside, and then exited first.

At times like this, I resented the fact that I was human, feeling hunger three times a day. I absently rubbed my rumbling stomach, which was inconsiderately making noise, and left the bedroom. I had been sprawled for so long that the sensation of my feet touching the floor felt utterly strange.

As I passed the kitchen to go to the bathroom, I smelled a familiar scent. I glanced over and saw Zhenya boiling something over the gas stove. Thinking about it, he didn’t even bother to take care of his own meals diligently. Yet, he never forgot Kwon Taekjoo’s “food.” Was that a novel amusement for him?

He was just boiling instant ramen, but he glared at the pot so intensely that anyone would think he was making beef bone soup. Kwon Taekjoo chuckled, watching him so overly focused. He even thought he looked a little cute.

I thought unconsciously, then snapped back to reality. Shaking my head, I hurried into the bathroom.

When I finished showering and went to the kitchen, the finished ramen was waiting. I was about to sit at the table when Zhenya suddenly blocked my path. Then, he handed me a mysterious black box.

“What is it?” I instinctively took it, and it was heavier than it looked, causing my arms to drop sharply. I almost dropped it. I looked at Zhenya with puzzled eyes, and he replied nonchalantly.

“Anastasia.” Oh, right. Anastasia.

“…What, what?” I was about to readily agree when I was startled. Zhenya elaborated, as if to confirm I hadn’t misheard him.

“The ‘Anastasia’ you were looking for before.” The unprecedented weapon that Russia and North Korea had supposedly spent years developing. After its failed development, countless lives were buried to ensure such an entity could never appear again—that was the ‘Anastasia.’

I knew that only Zhenya could interpret Anastasia’s blueprints, and that he was a specialist when it came to weapons. The reason the Russian government couldn’t get rid of the troublesome man was their fear that he might be able to reproduce a ‘second Anastasia.’ If a real ‘Anastasia’ existed in the world, its owner would undoubtedly be Zhenya.

But the object he casually handed me, on an otherwise ordinary morning, was the infamous ‘Anastasia.’ I simply couldn’t believe it.

“Taekjoo, I’ll give it to you.” To Kwon Taekjoo, who was still reeling from shock, he said something else absurd. Was he joking, first thing in the morning?

I tried to put the box down on the table first. As I carefully tried to avoid any trouble, he, who had only been watching, leisurely warned me.

“You’ll have to handle it carefully. It’s sensitive and explodes with the slightest impact.” Is this some kind of landmine? Kwon Taekjoo couldn’t bring himself to put the box down and hugged it back to him.

“Take it back. I don’t need this kind of thing anymore, and I’m not interested.” 

“You should dream bigger. With that, you can get anything you want. Do you want power? Do you want to be the wealthiest person? Just say the word. ‘She will gladly help you.” 

“You’d also be the center of public attention and interest. You’d become a target for anyone else who wants ‘Anastasia,’ constantly chased, and always living as if one foot is in the grave… The mere thought makes me queasy. I want to live quietly, as if I don’t exist, and then die. So please, take this burdensome white elephant back.” 

“It’s natural to feel burdened. That’s why I’m giving it to you.” 

“What are you talking about?” 

“Because I’ll be paid a fair price from you. I’m giving you something precious, something like my very breath, so it’s only fair that I receive something in return, isn’t it? So, give yourself to me without reservation.” He was shoving something he didn’t need onto me and demanding payment for it. He truly had the heart of a greedy old miser.

As Kwon Taekjoo stared in disbelief, he took another step closer. I instinctively backed away. I felt like I had heard something significant, but I shouldn’t get carried away by the atmosphere. Because if it was him, he would interpret everything to his own convenience and collect the payment more ruthlessly than any loan shark.

To Kwon Taekjoo, who was being cautious, he said, “Then it’ll explode.” His warning tone was utterly playful. In the brief moment I hesitated, wondering if it would really explode, he quickly closed the distance. Soon, my entire face was covered by his shadow.

“As you know, I’m a merchant to the core. I don’t do unprofitable deals.” 

“You’re a funny bastard. What profit do I get from this?” I protested, but he shamelessly tilted his head towards me. The air suddenly felt tingly, which wasn’t good at all. Two dark-haired men, doing such a ticklish thing first thing in the morning. Kwon Taekjoo, who was about to back away again, then stopped short. His back had suddenly hit the wall, causing the Anastasia he was holding to shake. He didn’t know if it would really explode with such a minor impact as Zhenya had warned, but he didn’t want to end his life here and now.

Zhenya’s hand reached for the frozen Kwon Taekjoo. His long fingers traced down Kwon Taekjoo’s jaw to his neck. His gaze, silently following his fingertips, was utterly languid. Finally, he gently stroked Kwon Taekjoo’s prominent Adam’s apple, then looked up, staring directly into his eyes.

“It might seem like a loss now, but you never know.” It might become an even greater profit later. Even with plausible excuses like being a merchant and seeking profit, all that was reflected in his blue eyes was Kwon Taekjoo himself. His eyes, which usually reminded him of a reptile rather than a human, held an oddly unsuitable yearning today. Watching him perfectly immersed in himself, I chuckled. For some reason, the moment I first met him came to mind. He was the first person Kwon Taekjoo had ever felt fear towards. Could he have ever imagined things would turn out like this with him?

I shrugged my shoulders lightly. I was already in a strong current; struggling not to be swept away would only exhaust me. Sometimes, it might not be so bad to just let myself go with the flow.

“They say that good memories, stemming from shared places, times, and experiences, can foster positive feelings in a person.” Now I understand. The true way to obtain Koschei’s heart, perhaps it was…

“Try to keep it from getting boring while you’re with me, you bastard. You never know.” Startled by a gunshot, a reindeer bolted away. The two men, as if by prior agreement, bolted from the ground and ran in different directions. The lush green forest smelled of damp moss. The clear air exhaled by the green trees filled their lungs. Dazzling sunlight pierced through the dense birch trees. Everything that had been dormant throughout winter seemed to have awakened.

The reindeer crashed through the trees, fleeing rapidly. The two men, blindly chasing him, scattered in different directions as if by unspoken agreement. Their hearts pounded as fast as the reindeer’s heavy footsteps, thump, thump, thump. Their skin also flushed pleasantly.

Kwon Taekjoo, who had been running without rest, suddenly knelt on one knee. Then, he aimed his rifle in the direction the reindeer had fled. Moving the barrel along the swaying bushes, he held his breath and stared through the sights. Soon, the reindeer suddenly reappeared. He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

With a bang, the fiercely ejected bullet cut through the forest. It instantly overtook Zhenya, who was running ahead. The thumping reindeer stumbled weakly and collapsed. Zhenya’s sprint, which had been chasing the deer, also ceased. Was it hit?

I hurried over. As I got closer, I saw the reindeer lying with its neck twisted. Zhenya was holding its thick antlers, turning its head this way and that. There was no judging who was superior, Zhenya’s size or the reindeer’s. A strange thrill, like catching a big fish, enveloped his entire body. It was much later that he realized his hands were throbbing from the rifle’s recoil.

Zhenya soon took out a sharp knife from the sheath wrapped around his leg. He paused for a moment, about to completely end the reindeer’s life with it. Then he looked up at Kwon Taekjoo, who had been silently watching.

“Why?” 

“Will you do it yourself?” He readily offered the menacing knife. He spread his shoulders wide, as if yielding something magnificent, and wore a triumphant expression.

He didn’t want to cut flesh and draw blood, even as a punishment. While on missions, he shot guns and, when necessary, wielded knives, but it was never something he enjoyed doing. The feeling of a blade piercing flesh and cutting through skin was never pleasant.

With a sour face, I shook my head.

“I’m good.” 

“Don’t decline. I’m making an exception just for you.” It’s not declining, it’s refusing, you fool. Why are you offering to butcher an animal as a favor?

“No, I said I’m good.” When I stepped back with a look of disgust, he shrugged as if he had no choice. Then, in one swift motion, he plunged the blade into the reindeer’s neck. The reindeer flinched, trembled violently, then went limp.

It was when I approached the dead reindeer again. Zhenya, still sitting in front of it, suddenly grabbed my ankle. In an instant, I fell backward. Luckily, the grass was overgrown; otherwise, I would have definitely gotten a concussion.

He got on top of Kwon Taekjoo, who was groaning and nursing his back. He quietly looked down at Kwon Taekjoo, who was grumbling, “Damn it.” Perhaps due to the sight of blood, his pupils were tightly constricted. His groin was visibly swollen with excitement.

Any other time, he would have immediately tried to strip Kwon Taekjoo, but he quietly lowered his head and just pressed his lips against mine. A faint breath touched the gap between our barely touching lips. I watched him with open eyes. His bitterly crumpled brows looked quite desperate.

You sure have a strange taste. I clicked my tongue inwardly and slowly closed my eyes. When I parted my lips, he eagerly intertwined his tongue with mine. My parched mouth became sweet and moist. Body heat exchanged, warm breaths intermingled. For some reason, the more our tongues mixed, the thirstier I became. The cautious kiss quickly escalated, becoming fierce and intense, as if trying to devour each other.

Our entangled bodies turned, and Kwon Taekjoo ended up on top. I bit Zhenya’s lower lip, then released it, opening my eyes to gaze at him. There it was again. The monster’s eyes held an out-of-place, pure yearning. I didn’t know how I had become its owner. Or if there was even a reason.

Suddenly, a question he had asked long ago came to mind. Even then, he had looked at me with similar eyes.

“The reason I should stay here…” For a brief moment, so many thoughts flooded my mind. But in the end, nothing remained. At that very moment, there was no time to think about my situation, the weight of Zhenya’s existence, the past they had shared, or the future hardships. I only saw him.

In his blue eyes, my unfamiliar face was reflected. It was awkward and embarrassing, so I covered his eyes with my hand. His rough eyelashes tickled my palm.

“That depends on what you do from now on.” I left Zhenya, who was waiting for an answer, with an opening, then slowly lowered my head. Soon, Kwon Taekjoo’s lips gently landed on Zhenya’s. Zhenya’s mouth softened slightly.

There was a faint scent of blood. It was okay, even if it wasn’t sweet. Even if it wasn’t just good. The long winter had passed, and spring had come. Wasn’t that enough, for now? 

<End of ‘Code Name Anastasia’, continues in the side story>