March Novel (Completed) - Chapter 16

“Ah, ah…!”

Unable to endure, Lee Sehwa’s head slumped forward. Sweaty black hair wrapped around his white neck. The contrasting colors were dizzying, and Gi Taejeong gritted his teeth. The thrusting dick was similar to yesterday’s kicking. Lee Sehwa even made small retching sounds, as if his stomach was turning.

Lee Sehwa was almost completely limp, only being swung around by Gi Taejeong’s hand. If it were his usual personality, he would have yelled at him to spread his legs properly or shamed him, but he decided to let it go since he was probably disoriented by the sudden changes in his body.

“I’m going to cum… ah, ah…!”

His soft inner wall clung to his fiercely erect penis like a suction cup, wrapping around it stickily. Especially when he vigorously poked the constricting spot, Lee Sehwa made a crying sound. All the muscles in his arched back tensed up, then trembled. He seemed to have ejaculated from being fucked from behind, even though his front hadn’t been touched. The straight lines, pulled taut with tension, were beautiful.

Gi Taejeong pressed his upper body tightly against Lee Sehwa’s wet back and thrust his hips in short, quick movements. No matter how much Lee Sehwa struggled, he wouldn’t be able to take his entire dick for now, but he still wanted to thrust as deep as he could. When the biting force on his neck and shoulders grew stronger, to the point where a little blood appeared,

“Ah, aah, aah!”

“…Haa.”

Gi Taejeong also ejaculated. The fluid overflowing from where they met dripped onto the sheets. The hot blood circulating through his veins was not just throbbing but felt like it would burst through his skin. Gi Taejeong blinked and tilted his head back. He took a deep breath, looking at the ceiling, and repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fist.

He only regained a little composure after hearing a small whimper from below. His white, smooth skin was red and blotchy from the marks he had left. The area around his neck, which had been thoroughly bitten, and his buttocks, which had been pressed by his hard body, were stained a deep pink. Anyway, it was a disgustingly lewd body.

“Baby, you’re in big trouble now. This looks like someone got hit by a dick.”

He joked, caressing their joined parts. It was a kind of game, and also a formula for sex. Accusing him of showing this to other bastards. Or insisting that since it was like this, only he could put it in now. And then crushing his hole again, more persistently than before…

“……?”

He was licking his lips, preparing to dig into the firm inner wall again, when Lee Sehwa mumbled something softly.

“What did you say?”

As he leaned closer to bring his face near, Lee Sehwa’s slender waist trembled slightly. The changing angle seemed difficult for him, as his penis was still inside his hole.

“I can’t hear you well.”

“Did I really…”

He swallowed a large tear, as if in pain and sorrow, and asked in a sniffling voice.

“Did I look like a rag?”

And then he just shed tears. Somehow, he seemed more sorrowful now than yesterday, when he was kicked until he vomited.

“…What kind of nonsense is this?”

“You said it earlier. That a rag is clearly a rag. That it shows…”

“What?”

Gi Taejeong was dumbfounded for a moment.

“Hey. When did I ever call you a rag?”

“But… while you were touching me…”

“So did I say your back hole was all torn and worn out?”

“…That’s…”

“You said to buy another male prostitute when I said I wanted to fuck you? I just told you why I didn’t want to, so why are you twisting my words?”

“Th-that’s true, but that doesn’t mean I’m not…”

At the part where he seemed to be calling him a rag, his voice was almost scattered and inaudible. He seemed to really dislike such appraisals.

“I’ve been telling you you’re young, you’re young, but you actually think you’re a child.”

Twisting his words was absurd, but… was it because he had just ejaculated? Lee Sehwa’s tantrum wasn’t so unpleasant. So Gi Taejeong decided to be a little more generous. Instead of slapping his cheek or thrusting his dick, he decided to quietly wait for his crying to subside.

Every time Lee Sehwa gritted his teeth and held back his sorrowful sobs, wrinkles formed at the tip of his chin. Yet, the hole gripping his penis gently relaxed and flared repeatedly. The turned-off screen couldn’t capture the colors properly, but his small, tear-stained face seemed to be the same pink as his body, which had been crushed against Gi Taejeong’s abs.

“Are you done crying?”

“……”

“You’re not a premature ejaculator, so why cry so much for just that…”

He had dared to propose a bet, but now he was crying, so upset. Gi Taejeong lightly clicked his tongue and gently stroked his damp, thin back.

“I hate slow answers and acting recklessly without knowing your place… but actually, I don’t dislike boldness that much.”

“…Huh?”

“If you don’t want to get beaten up again, act cute like you did earlier. It was fun when you clung to me, asking if I wanted to bet.”

“Cute…?”

“Yes. Not insolent, but cute. Do you understand what I mean?”

“……Yes.”

He was a strange one. He cried profusely and got angry at being called a rag, but he readily agreed when told to act cute if he wanted to live.

“But has anyone ever called you a rag before? Why are you so serious?”

He kept drawing out his words with an “hmm,” so Gi Taejeong just stared at Lee Sehwa. Feeling his gaze, Lee Sehwa trembled slightly and quickly opened his mouth. He seemed to have learned not to procrastinate.

“…Everyone did. Some people even deliberately let others misunderstand. Actually, I…”

Lee Sehwa was about to say something but then closed his mouth again.

“…Anyway, that way, they’d let their guard down around me. The more they underestimated me, the easier it was to steal clients from other players… So even though I knew those rumors were circulating, I didn’t bother to correct them. The important people all knew the truth anyway…”

It didn’t sound like what he originally intended to say. Still, Lee Sehwa was trying his best to reflect Gi Taejeong’s preferences. His voice was still nasal, but his answers were quick, the content interesting, and he wasn’t overly insolent. So Gi Taejeong decided not to press him on what he had wanted to say.

His words that he didn’t dislike it were sincere. He found him entertaining to watch. There were many who struggled to survive, but they didn’t have strange desires like Lee Sehwa. He committed first-class crimes without batting an eye, yet he yearned for an ordinary life rather than money. He seemed to have pride, but then he didn’t. He seemed quick-witted, but also dull. Considering what he had done, he was already worn out, but judging by his sobbing, he was also innocent…

“Apart from the rumors within the House, did clients really leave you alone?”

“Huh? Ah…!”

When he pulled out the penis he had buried inside his inner wall, an uncharacteristically cute pong sound was heard.

“Lift your butt. Clench your hole. That way, the cum won’t flow out.”

He pressed Lee Sehwa’s nape firmly, pushing him back onto the bed, then grabbed his pelvis and pulled him up. His opened hole didn’t close easily, and his startled, fumbling attempt to clench his back… well, yes, that was definitely cute.

“I don’t think completely baseless rumors circulated. Oh, I’m not calling you a rag, but that kind of client service is common here. I’m just asking out of curiosity.”

He added, fearing he might start crying again, and Lee Sehwa nodded shallowly, as if he understood. His slightly exposed profile was clear and innocent, unlike the sight of him forcing his swollen hole shut.

“When I first became a player, I was forced once… but after that, it never happened again. Unless it was a very high-ranking person I couldn’t refuse.”

Forced… Gi Taejeong imagined Lee Sehwa sobbing and pleading that he wouldn’t have sex. He felt an unnecessary annoyance towards the other bastards who had enjoyed the pleasure of opening and teaching a body that wouldn’t have been wet like this. He’d have to kill them all after work. He’d completely flatten this den of iniquity. Damn it. If he had known something like this existed outside the city walls, he would have picked him up long ago and fucked him to his heart’s content.

“Once you start giving it up for business, you see a lot of rough treatment afterwards… so for guys who come sniffing around because of rumors, I just give them an injection,”

“…What?”

He was imagining killing innocent House guys when something Lee Sehwa said caught his attention, something hard to ignore.

“What did you do to the guys who were bothering you?”

“I gave them an injection…”

“You? By force?”

“Hmm… they probably didn’t want it… so maybe?”

“Can you do that?”

Did he have that kind of grip strength? Gi Taejeong scanned the crumpled body in front of him. Lee Sehwa wasn’t just skinny like an anchovy. As he had thought earlier, his bone structure itself was good. His lines were straight and long, pretty even, but… he didn’t seem to have the hidden strength to repel rough guys.

“You said you heard rumors about me.”

His pronunciation was muffled because his cheek was pressed against the sheet. His mumbling voice, saying, “You said I was a famous flower when you first saw me,” sounded particularly lewd.

“I’m actually better at that than sex.”