March Novel (Completed) - Chapter 43

“Did you become mute in the meantime?”

As Gi Taejeong rubbed Sehwa’s bulging lower abdomen, which was distended from holding Gi Taejeong’s dick, Sehwa slightly turned his head. Gi Taejeong slid his hand past Sehwa’s ilium to his heated perineum. If he crushed this spot with his fingertips, Sehwa would usually let out moans so sweet they would rot teeth… but now, his profile, with lips clamped shut as if he would die rather than show any sign of pleasure, looked resolute.

“Baby.”

Gi Taejeong slapped Sehwa’s lower body with his palm, and Sehwa hunched his shoulders. It wasn’t because of pain, nor was it because of pleasure. It was probably because of the automatic association with a certain act whenever Gi Taejeong behaved like this. It was a habit Gi Taejeong had created. It meant to recall the few times they had sex, when Gi Taejeong would slap Sehwa’s apricot-colored scrotum and perineum with a thwack, causing the cum pooled inside Sehwa’s hole to trickle down the junction.

Sehwa squirmed slightly, as if wanting to clutch the sheets. He endured, tensing his toes until they were fully extended, then realized again that his wrist was in a terrible state and stopped his meaningless movements. Seeing the damp sweat seeping into the pale skin beneath Gi Taejeong’s hand, it seemed Sehwa was in a lot of pain.

“Lee Sehwa.”

“…I’m not like that.”

“Not like that?”

At the end of the devouring kiss, Sehwa’s plump, swollen lips parted with a panting sound. His white upper teeth briefly appeared and disappeared. Watching that sight, Gi Taejeong felt all the blood vessels in his body surge. The fierce hunger that had been churning inside him since earlier now swept over Gi Taejeong like a wave.

“It just… wouldn’t come out…”

Sehwa, who had been rambling without knowing what he was saying, then realized how his words could be interpreted and hesitated for a moment. His neat eyebrows gently drooped. The curving line looked quite pitiful.

“It just wouldn’t come out, huh.”

Gi Taejeong slowly savored Sehwa’s words, then abruptly pulled out the dick that had been buried inside. The sudden movement caused the sticky inner wall to vibrate subtly. This time, it was clearly too much for Sehwa, who let out a small groan, “Hwaat!” His gaping hole clenched tightly, gasping as if feeling empty.

Gi Taejeong crossed his arms, threw off his cumbersome top, got off the bed, and rummaged through the drawers. Since it was a resting area only officers could use within the bunker, there would be a fair amount of emergency supplies. Like medicine, for instance.

Fortunately, Gi Taejeong found what he was looking for. H1. It had the weakest effect, but it could alleviate immediate pain. He also saw the patches he had wrapped around Sehwa’s body a few times. After a moment of thought, Gi Taejeong took out the entire bottle of medicine. If the medicine didn’t work, he could apply the patches then. Gi Taejeong wanted to use this opportunity to further confirm something about Sehwa, or more precisely, Sehwa’s suspicious constitution.

Gi Taejeong quickly spread Sehwa’s legs, which had been squirming and trying to close. Perhaps Sehwa’s body had loosened a bit, as his movements were more flexible than before. Gi Taejeong stripped off Sehwa’s top, which had ridden up and barely covered him, and poured the contents of the medicine bottle into Sehwa’s mouth. As Gi Taejeong kneaded Sehwa’s dry chest, a moist, well-like opening subtly parted. Gi Taejeong transferred the medicine, frantically intertwining their tongues. A bitter taste spread throughout Sehwa’s mouth.

“Cough…!”

Gi Taejeong pulled his lips away and took three more pills into his mouth. When he tried to kiss Sehwa again, Sehwa coughed a few times and shook his head slightly. It seemed he wanted to say something… but it was obvious what it was. And whatever it was, it would only displease Gi Taejeong. Gi Taejeong pressed down on Sehwa’s lower jaw to open his mouth and transferred the medicine again. Sehwa’s prominent Adam’s apple and long, slender neck convulsed, swallowing everything Gi Taejeong poured into him.

Ah. Come to think of it, hadn’t Sehwa said he didn’t want to take any more medicine? As Gi Taejeong persistently rubbed his tongue over every single taste bud, Sehwa’s stiff shoulders relaxed a little. It was probably not because Sehwa enjoyed the kiss, but because the pain in his wrist had begun to subside.

Gi Taejeong gently licked Sehwa’s lips, which had stopped bleeding, then bit them hard. He felt Sehwa’s cheek, pressed against his, flinch as his canine teeth tore the delicate flesh. After thoroughly licking away the blood droplets that had formed along the lines, Gi Taejeong happily admired the freshly made wound. He didn’t like seeing Sehwa biting his lips with a grimace, but the wounds he had personally inflicted looked quite good.

“I’ll have to fuck hard to make my baby cry out in pleasure.”

“…It’s not like that…”

Although it was used as a resting place during training, its original purpose was a bunker. The lounge, without windows to avoid external gaze, felt as if the flow of time itself was cut off. The lighting was dim, and it had an overall yellowish hue. Sehwa, trapped in Gi Taejeong’s fortress-like embrace, received the yellowish light falling on his face. Thanks to the exquisitely cast shadows, Sehwa looked as if he were… confined within pouring moonlight. It was an unreal scene.

“Fuck…”

The more Gi Taejeong thought about it, the worse he felt. Gi Taejeong grabbed Sehwa’s slender calf and examined the sole of his foot. This spot had healed quickly, perhaps because he had applied ointment earlier. As Gi Taejeong massaged the gracefully extended gastrocnemius muscle with his thumb, the tensed inner thigh muscles stood up in a long vertical line.

“You were closing your mouth because you weren’t in the mood?”

Goosebumps rose on Sehwa’s skin at the ominous voice. What’s wrong with this twenty-one-year-old man? As Gi Taejeong scanned Sehwa’s entire body with sharp, scissor-like eyes, he noticed soft downy hair even on Sehwa’s crotch, the plumpest part of his thin body. Veins popped up on the back of Gi Taejeong’s hand, which was holding Sehwa’s leg. Gi Taejeong hadn’t known, having been too busy getting him wet. Damn… how could a body be so lewd?

“Lee Sehwa.”

Gi Taejeong deliberately emphasized the name, knowing Sehwa disliked it. Sehwa himself didn’t seem to realize it yet, but ever since he came here, whenever his name was called, his lips would pout like a bird’s beak. His jaw, already wrinkled from crying profusely, now tensed as he tried to hold back more tears. His talk about wanting sex with someone he loved, and his extreme sensitivity to things like his name… Sehwa’s dreams were too childish. Obvious and easy. He denied it, but his immature, budding feelings were completely transparent.

“…General!”

As Gi Taejeong put Sehwa’s toes in his mouth, the shrill voice he had been longing for burst out. Sehwa flapped in terror. Had he never experienced foreplay or caressing? Each time Gi Taejeong touched a spot he hadn’t touched before, Sehwa’s body trembled like a mimosa. He didn’t even realize that such reactions only aroused a man more.

Deliberately sucking Sehwa’s foot with a loud sound, Gi Taejeong grasped his own erect dick. He rapidly rubbed the shaft with a slapping sound, staring intently at Sehwa, who was firmly held beneath him. Sehwa’s mouth was slightly agape, watching Gi Taejeong masturbate while sucking his foot. It was an expression that clearly said, “What am I seeing right now?”

“Ha…”

Gi Taejeong’s dick, which had been languid from thoroughly probing Sehwa’s inside just moments before, soon ejaculated with a gush from his rapid hand movements, as if diving. Gi Taejeong brought the cum-soaked hand directly to Sehwa’s hole. The murky cum and clear cum mixed, creating an incredibly lewd sound.

Gi Taejeong stroked Sehwa’s inner wall with his hand as if scooping up the bodily fluids pooled inside, then groped the spot where Sehwa’s hole had twitched earlier. Slowly swirling his fingers in the squirming hole, he slid his lips from Sehwa’s toes to his ankles, then to his calves. Each time he gently bit and sucked with his teeth without causing pain, Sehwa gasped for breath.

“Hmph… ugh.”

As the uncomfortable sensation intensified, Sehwa’s pale body began to heave more violently than before. His slender legs, pressed down by Gi Taejeong’s weight, automatically spread wide. Gi Taejeong bent his upper body and thoroughly licked and bit Sehwa, who was writhing like a fresh fish. Gi Taejeong’s wet dick, having just ejaculated, slid over Sehwa’s pale body as if digging into it.

“Gen-general…”

Sehwa, seemingly recovering a bit, slowly raised his hands. The swelling had subsided, and the red marks, like shackles, had now moved to his fingertips. His feverish fingers hesitantly touched Gi Taejeong’s shoulder. He couldn’t quite grasp, push away, or scratch him, so he just rested them there. Gi Taejeong, with eyes lowered, watched the hands hovering over his shoulder.

“…Lee Sehwa.”

“……”

“Are you trying to be cute now?”

Ignoring Sehwa’s clumsy plea embedded in his gesture, Gi Taejeong curved the hand that had been probing his hole into a hook.

“That’s not enough.”

As Gi Taejeong burrowed in, flattening the folds of the inner wall, he saw a plump, raised spot. It was smaller than Sehwa’s nipple before it became engorged. Was it similar? Anyway, it was a mound so small it was easy to miss, and Gi Taejeong instinctively felt it. This was it. This was the spot that, when poked, made Sehwa clench his rear so tightly earlier.

“Ah…!”

As Gi Taejeong rubbed and scraped that spot as if digging into it, Sehwa could no longer endure and collapsed. Gi Taejeong shook so fast that Sehwa’s palm slapped against the entrance of his hole with a squelching sound. Sehwa’s dick, which had only been slightly tensed, instantly twitched and became erect. The more Gi Taejeong pounded inside, the more he felt the core harden.

“Hwaa, ungh… ungh…!”

“Do you like it?”

Sehwa’s pale dick gradually turned red. Even then, it wasn’t a deep red, but a reddish-pink, making it seem as if juice would drip if Gi Taejeong put it in his mouth and rolled it around.

“No good… ah, I hate it… General…!”

Sehwa, with swollen eyes, shook his head. The moans he had been suppressing burst out, much more lewd than before.

“Do you have any conscience? Damn it, how can you say you hate it while making those sounds?”

“Ask anyone passing by, and a hundred out of a hundred would think you’re begging to be fucked if they heard your sounds.” Gi Taejeong whispered slowly in his ear, and Sehwa’s limbs trembled.

“Huh? Lee Sehwa.”

Gi Taejeong licked the tears flowing down Sehwa’s earlobe. He expected it to be sweet like cum, but it was just salty.

“Ah, I, ahhh!”

Splat! Sehwa’s pale dick spurted cum.

“I-I didn’t mean to make a sound, ungh, ahhh…!”

Gi Taejeong didn’t stop moving even though he knew Sehwa had cum. As he continued to burrow into the sensitive spot at a steady pace, Sehwa completely broke down. He struggled to close his parted legs, but in the end, he dug his fingernails into Gi Taejeong’s shoulder. Gi Taejeong’s pushing force was so pathetic it made him let out a hollow laugh. He thought, “And this guy used to stick needles into customers so well.”

“Ahh, ungh, stop, st… hmph!”

Stimulating the G-spot… the way Sehwa’s hole tightened was on another level. Sehwa had taken it well even when just being fucked. But the feeling of a body, fully aroused, automatically opening itself up was incomparable. Gi Taejeong’s fingers alone could make it this tight. What if he put his dick in and hit the spot? Was it only here? Gi Taejeong wanted to find more lewd buttons hidden within Sehwa’s body.

“Lee Sehwa.”

“Ah, ah, ahhh!”

“Do you dislike me calling your name?”

Sehwa, floundering in the climax that had washed over him like a wave, slowly opened his eyes. With blurred pupils, he seemed to be pondering what kind of test this was.

“Do you want me not to call it?”

“Th-that’s…”

“Then what should I do? Should I call you Sakura like the others? Or March Boy?”

Sehwa just rolled his eyes, unable to do anything. He would probably dislike all of them. But if he excluded all of them, the only option left was…

“Should I just call you ‘Baby’?”

This was the only one. A call devoid of even a single speck of affection, leaving only mockery, making it even more cruel.

“Hmph, ahh, ahh!”

“You’re not answering again.”

“Ah… no, ah… p-please… do it…”

With each repeated thrust, foamy bubbles burst at the junction. The somewhat cute sound, combined with the lewd act, felt incredibly depraved.

“Do what?”

“Call me, b-baby, ah…!”

“Really? Alright. If you want to be my baby that much…”

Without warning, Gi Taejeong abruptly plunged the glans in, and Sehwa’s face froze.

“……, Hwaa, ahh…!”

Sehwa’s body, which had been thrown into waves of climax countless times, melted away. The sensitive inner wall, stimulated by the probing, sucked and swallowed Gi Taejeong’s dick to a dizzying degree.

“Whatever else, damn it, you have to put effort into fucking.”

“Hmph, ugh!”

Gi Taejeong unclasped the watch from his wrist and tossed it onto the sheets. A call was coming from Lieutenant Park, signaling that the work was done. He would probably arrive at the bunker in about two hours. That was enough time to make Sehwa cry.

“General.”

Lieutenant Park looked at Gi Taejeong with a rather disgusted and troubled expression. His superior was holding Sehwa, who was wrapped in sheets, like a child. It was obvious what Gi Taejeong had been doing to be unreachable until now.

“We’ll hear the rest on the way.”

“…Yes. Ah, I couldn’t tell you earlier during the operation, but a message came from Kim Seokcheol.”

“To whom? To Lee Sehwa?”