Passion: Diaphonic Symphonia Novel - Chapter 84

Tears welled up from the difficulty. He hadn’t cried even when he was beaten dozens of times on his thighs with a birch stick during group punishment in his student days, leaving him bloody and barely able to walk. But this kind of pressure was physiologically unbearable.

The finger was sliding more and more freely, albeit very slightly. The pressure inside his body hadn’t decreased, but he knew that the finger pressing and widening the inner wall had more room.

“Once it’s open just enough to my liking, Taei, you’ll also have an easier time. So don’t cry like that. It’s good for you too.”

“What, hey, that…”

Jeong Taeui whimpered and mumbled.

Meanwhile, the member, moving in and out of his body with the finger, did not stop its motion.

Thinking about it, it made sense that his lower body felt numb.

He didn’t know how much time had passed since Ilay had penetrated Jeong Taeui. It felt like several hours had passed—though it probably hadn’t been that long in reality—but he showed no sign of finishing. No, far from finishing, even though he was clearly enormously erect and swollen, for some reason, there was no sign of him reaching climax.

‘Did this guy take some weird drug…’ he thought in a hazy corner of his mind, when he heard Ilay’s murmur.

“Now, shall I try putting in my left thumb too and widening it…?”

“…!! D-don’t do that!!”

His momentarily hazy mind suddenly snapped back into focus.

His hair stood on end, and a chill ran down his spine.

Jeong Taeui threw away all pretense and cried, pleading.

“I was wrong, I won’t touch you when you’re asleep ever again.” His words were a mix of tears and pleas, difficult even for Jeong Taeui himself to understand, but perhaps the meaning was conveyed, as Ilay, who was about to put another finger into the narrow entrance, stopped his hand.

“If you put that in too, I’ll really, really die… I’ll really just drop dead…”

He felt a gaze looking down at him from above, as he sobbed sadly. But Jeong Taeui cried, not because he was conscious of that gaze, but because he was truly in pain and sad.

Eventually, slowly, as if with great reluctance, the other finger that had been about to force its way into his body withdrew. Only then did Jeong Taeui hiccup and open his tear-filled eyes to look at Ilay.

As he cried bitterly like a child, constantly wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, he heard a low click of the tongue.

Ilay clicked his tongue, then sighed, and quietly said, “Believe it or not, I’m very disappointed, Taei. I was genuinely happy because I thought you were starting to like my penis.”

“…”

Even while crying, he wanted to answer something, but he didn’t know what to say.

“Since this is the thing you find most difficult to bear while living with me, if you start to like this, then the rest goes without saying.”

“… …”

No, that’s not it… It’s not exactly like that now, but in the past, what I found most difficult to bear wasn’t that thing, but your personality instead…

However, the atmosphere was not conducive to saying such a thing, and he couldn’t speak with his hiccuping throat, so Jeong Taeui kept his mouth shut. Moreover, just hearing those words made him feel as if he had truly done something awful.

“Even now, look, you still manipulate me like that.”

Ilay, muttering unhappily, sighed heavily once more. Then he pulled out the finger that had been forcibly widening his body. A squelching, wet sensation, and the volume decreased.

Suddenly, his body felt much more comfortable.

Even with the swollen object still inside him, he could breathe a little easier again.

Only then did Jeong Taeui’s ceaseless physiological tears subside somewhat, allowing him to look directly at Ilay. Seeing his reddened eyes, Ilay furrowed his brow.

But soon he wore a heavy expression again, then abruptly pulled Jeong Taeui into an embrace and bit his lips. From the painfully strong bite, Jeong Taeui could feel that Ilay was truly upset.

Suddenly, a sense of anxiety welled up in his chest. He felt that this wasn’t right.

Jeong Taeui cupped Ilay’s cheeks, who was biting his lips, with both hands and forcibly pulled him back slightly. Then, looking directly at him, who was right in front of his nose, he spoke clearly despite his difficult gasps.

“You’re misunderstanding.”

Ilay merely looked down, his brow slightly furrowed.

Jeong Taeui first took a deep breath. Then, as if firmly resolved, he pressed his lips together and exerted force below. He squeezed the object that had forced its way in and settled there.

A dizzying pain flashed like vertigo for a moment, but he clearly felt it. This man was inside his body. They were clearly connected right now.

With eyes that teared up from the pain, he glared at Ilay.

“If I hated you, or if I felt nothing about you… why would I have endured this and stayed by your side all this time…!”

As he spoke with wide, pouting eyes, Ilay stared at Jeong Taeui for a moment without moving.

Suddenly, he seemed to shift his gaze. After briefly letting his eyes wander in the air as if unable to meet Jeong Taeui’s gaze, he suddenly embraced Jeong Taeui.

Just when he thought he could finally breathe again, Ilay embraced him so fiercely that it became difficult to breathe once more. He hugged his back and waist with all his might. So much so that Jeong Taeui genuinely worried his bones would break.

And at the same time, the object inside his body began to thrust violently again.

Jeong Taeui barely managed to wriggle his body to secure his breath, only then realizing the sensation below his waist, which was shaking in sync with the thrusting. And he was a little surprised.

Ah, what he had said earlier wasn’t entirely empty words. Although it was almost the same, the temporary extra room created by one finger had increased, making it slightly more bearable.

Jeong Taeui relaxed the tension that had stiffened his entire body.

Perhaps because Ilay’s member had remained inside him for a long time, slowly lubricating his insides, his body was already thoroughly wet and drenched.

His body was still tight and overwhelmed, but with the abundant wetness and the slightly widened space, that monstrous object moved in and out much more smoothly than usual.

Squelch, squelch, a sticky sound came out whenever Ilay’s groin hit Jeong Taeui’s buttocks. A small sound of saliva mixing also came from their overlapping mouths.

Just then, Ilay seemed to murmur something.

The murmur was so faint that he couldn’t understand it, but as it repeated incessantly several times, he finally could make it out.

Taei. …Taei. …Taei.

Only that name repeated endlessly.

Jeong Taeui held his breath for a moment. Listening again to that name, which he couldn’t have misheard.

The voice, small as the sound of wind, brushing his ear, had somehow begun to mix with the wet sounds from below and above.

Suddenly, all the sounds he heard seemed incredibly lewd, and Jeong Taeui’s chest twinged.

“…?!”

It was only for an instant, but it was the first time his chest had twinged like this.

Jeong Taeui tilted his head. And took a few deep breaths.

Wait, surely this isn’t what they call boksangsa (death during sex) that I’ve only heard rumors about… No, in my case, it can’t be called boksangsa.

He worried for a moment and held his breath, but after that, he felt fine.

Ilay, who always knew like a ghost when Jeong Taeui was thinking about something else, suddenly thrust his hips hard. Thwack, the slippery flesh, due to the wetness, slammed into his belly.

“…!!”

Ah, Jeong Taeui, who let out a short groan with only his mouth, suddenly opened his eyes wide. His eyes were filled with bewilderment.

Something was strange. His chest twinged again. But it didn’t feel like his chest. Rather, it was a bit lower… no, his whole body…

Jeong Taeui tilted his head.

The next moment, that twinging sensation returned again. This time, stronger, suffocatingly so.

“… ? … ??”

Jeong Taeui couldn’t tell where that sensation was coming from. By the time he thought he should examine it carefully, that twinging sensation, which had been coming at increasingly short intervals, was already pounding his body incessantly.

Strange, strange. This feeling is exactly like…

Jeong Taeui became utterly bewildered amidst the sensation that was so strong and violent it was difficult to maintain his sanity, shaking his entire head.

Jeong Taeui knew this feeling. No, to be precise, it was a similar feeling. But it wasn’t the same.

He knew what a much milder and gentler feeling than this was. But this current sensation, although of a similar kind, was incomparably more intense and suffocating. This was the first time he had felt such a sensation.

In the midst of a sensation that shook his entire mind, making him unable to understand anything, Jeong Taeui realized that a series of screams were bursting from his mouth.

It was a voice that was hard to describe, similar to crying, moaning, and laughing. It was a voice so embarrassing he wanted to cover his ears.

Because of that voice, or perhaps because his body suddenly grew hot, his face flushed.

It was then.

As Jeong Taeui was bewildered and at a loss, the movements pounding inside his body suddenly stopped.

As his hazy vision returned somewhat, he saw Ilay’s face looking down at him, right in front of his eyes.

He, too, had a face similar to Jeong Taeui’s. It was a bewildered, perplexed, and surprised face.

How long had the two identical expressions stared at each other, frozen?

Eventually, a change appeared in those expressions. Ilay’s expression changed first.

Slowly, slowly, a smile spread across his face. A smile that looked like it would burst into loud laughter at any moment appeared on his expression.

While they stood frozen, staring at each other, Ilay suddenly thrust his hips. At the same time, Jeong Taeui involuntarily let out a scream. It was that embarrassing voice from a moment ago.

Only then did Jeong Taeui, a beat late, realize the reason for that voice. And the identity of that intense sensation that had already enveloped his entire body.

“Oh…”

After blinking a few times, Jeong Taeui’s face began to burn. His dazed, blank expression remained, only his color turning bright red.

“Taei. …Taei.”

His body trembled at the low voice calling his name.

Ilay began to pound inside Jeong Taeui’s body again, and Jeong Taeui, not wanting to show a face that would clearly become even more unsightly, tightly hugged Ilay’s neck and buried his face in his shoulder.

He gasped for breath at the stinging sensation that began to flare up again. It felt like his entire body was melting.

When had he ever felt such a sensation?

In the waves of this sensation, so overwhelming it was terrifying, making it impossible to maintain his sanity, Jeong Taeui clung only to Ilay’s neck.

Eventually, the mass of flesh that had been pushing against his inner wall and swelling tightly inside his body seemed to pause for a moment, then burst. A hot stream of fluid gushed out inside his body.

At the same time, Jeong Taeui’s lower body also stiffened. A hot sensation gathered below and seemed to tremble, then suddenly his vision went white. Hundreds and thousands of flashes burst in his mind.

Perhaps he had screamed. Perhaps he had cried, or thrashed.

But before he could register such things, Jeong Taeui lost consciousness with a long sigh.

Even after opening his eyes, he didn’t realize he was awake for a while. He just stared blankly at the blurry bedside table in front of him.

Eventually, very slowly, as his consciousness began to awaken little by little, the first thing he clearly saw was the clock on the bedside table.

《 9 : 46 》

9:46… The fluorescent light was on, so it was night.

Jeong Taeui slowly blinked, imprinting the numbers and the recognition of night into his mind, which had completely lost its sense of time.

It wasn’t a time to wake up from sleep, so why was he sleeping?

Thinking such thoughts with a very languid and hazy mind, Jeong Taeui stirred.

“…!!”

And at the same time, he realized why he had been unconscious and sprawled out until now.

His lower body was stiff. Very stiff. No, he couldn’t put even a thread of strength into it. As if his lower back wasn’t there.

He wiggled his fingers, and his hands moved without a problem, but his legs had no strength at all. He couldn’t even get out of bed, let alone walk.

As Jeong Taeui was sweating inwardly, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

“Are you awake?”

Jeong Taeui involuntarily flinched. He had thought he was alone because there had been no sign of anyone, but then a voice suddenly came from behind him, quite close by.

He slowly turned only his head to look back, and Ilay was sitting on a chair beside the bed.

He must have been reading a book, as he closed the book he was holding, took off his glasses, and stood up. He then sat on the edge of the bed. And gazed down at Jeong Taeui.

“How do you feel?”

“…Languid. Weary. My head is hazy. …Good.”

After a moment’s hesitation, he added the last word, and Ilay smiled quietly.

“Do you remember everything?”

“…Uh…”

Jeong Taeui mumbled in response and subtly pulled the blanket up. The reason he covered himself up to his nose was that he felt like his face would become embarrassing again.

Next to him, Ilay just chuckled. Jeong Taeui thought his laugh looked a bit silly, but he didn’t say anything.

It was the first time.

While he had had relations with him before, and each time he had climaxed and gained pleasure from it, this was different.

That feeling was much, incomparably more—

“…”

Jeong Taeui pulled the blanket up even higher. He covered his forehead completely.

After that, Ilay, who had been chuckling beside him for a while, finally pulled the blanket down when Jeong Taeui started to feel suffocated under it.

Their eyes met again, and it was a bit awkward, but he tried to meet his gaze with a nonchalant expression.

Ilay chuckled again, amused by something, then thankfully brought up another topic.

“You’ve been sleeping soundly since earlier, so you must be hungry. You should eat something.”

“Huh? …Oh. Now that you mention it, I am a little hungry.”

Only after hearing that did Jeong Taeui feel hunger. Perhaps because his body was exhausted, he didn’t have much of an appetite, but he was hungry.

And only then did he suddenly notice the smell wafting into his nose.

“Oh? This smell is…”

As Jeong Taeui murmured in confusion, Ilay bent over him and helped him sit up. His buttocks throbbed painfully as he sat down, but it was bearable.

Leaning against the headboard, Jeong Taeui finally recognized the source of the smell.

On the table, there was an incredibly large tray. And on that tray, countless dishes and bowls were tightly packed.

“I prepared it in a hurry, but I sought out the Korean restaurant with the best reputation and bought it.”

Ilay said that, then lifted the tray and placed it in front of Jeong Taeui. It was filled with all sorts of nostalgic homeland foods.

And in the center of the tray, a large bowl full of yellowish broth.

“This is what you wanted to eat, right? Eat a lot. There’s more. And if there’s anything else you want to eat, just tell me.”

“Uh… no, thank you. …Wow.”

Suddenly, presented with a dazzling array of homeland dishes, Jeong Taeui let out a small gasp of admiration.

The dishes, so plentiful that he would be full after just one bite of each, were all his favorites.

Jeong Taeui looked up at Ilay with sparkling eyes.

“It’s so good to eat this after a long time. My appetite is really coming back. Thank you. …But what day is it today? Why is it so lavish…”

Jeong Taeui picked up his chopsticks and asked in a happy voice.

But there was no answer.

Only after taking a spoonful of bugeo-guk and drinking it did Jeong Taeui look at Ilay in confusion.

Ilay was smiling.

He was smiling subtly.

Pleasantly and refreshingly, yet somehow subtly.

“Today… is a good day.”

“…Uh…”

Jeong Taeui tilted his head, feeling somewhat suspicious. But after blinking a few times, he succumbed to the fragrant smell of the food and began to diligently use his spoon and chopsticks again.

He hadn’t had an appetite, but once he started eating, he surprisingly ate a lot. Moreover, no matter where it came from, all the food was delicious.

Jeong Taeui, who had been eating and drinking absentmindedly for a while, finally felt a gaze steadily watching him once he was somewhat full and furtively glanced up.

His eyes met Ilay’s.

He gestured with his chin at the food and smiled.

“Eat more. If it’s not enough, I’ll bring you as much as you want.”

“Oh, no. This is enough. I’m already full.”

“Really? You should eat a lot and keep your strength up. From now on, too.”

Ilay said with a deep smile. His curving eyes looked at Jeong Taeui, who was eating deliciously, with great satisfaction.

“…”

Suddenly, at that moment, Jeong Taeui felt a subtle sensation.

He felt like Hansel, placed before the witch who brought lavish food.

After Jeong Taeui hesitantly put down his utensils and even drank water, Ilay cleared the tray. Then he sat close beside Jeong Taeui and lightly kissed his eyes, cheeks, and mouth. A low, pleasant voice was heard.

“Taei. Earlier, it was very good. The best yet.”

“…Uh… me too…”

After a brief moment of thought, Jeong Taeui, who had answered truthfully, realized another fact at that moment.

“After a wonderful night, you can receive a lavish breakfast the next morning, so full the table legs might break.”

It wasn’t just a reward for the previous night’s pleasure. It was also an unspoken expression of the desire to taste such pleasure more in the future.

“…”

Jeong Taeui looked at Ilay again, thoughtfully. Ilay, who gave him a look as if asking why, continued kissing when Jeong Taeui didn’t answer, as if it didn’t matter.

And amidst that waterfall-like baptism of kisses, Jeong Taeui felt a vague, gloomy uneasiness flicker for a moment, but he soon shook his head.

What did it matter?

Honestly, Jeong Taeui had clearly tasted paradise earlier.

It was a sensation he had never experienced before, a first.

That feeling, where his mind and body were swept away by pleasure close to ecstasy, so terrifyingly intense, still made his body ache just thinking about it.

If he could taste it again, Jeong Taeui was fine with that.

So, whatever Ilay’s hidden agenda was in the food, he was willing to eat it.

“No… wait, maybe this is a situation where I have to diligently feed Ilay…?”

Jeong Taeui furrowed his brow for a moment, lost in thought at the sudden idea, but then he startled and erased the thought when he realized that Ilay’s lower part, who was showering him with kisses and had almost completely embraced him, was subtly swelling.

He didn’t need to be fed enough. No, rather, it was right that he himself should eat diligently. The difference in physical strength was too obvious.

Jeong Taeui let out a light, gloomy sigh, “Hmm,” but soon shook his head.

In any case, Jeong Taeui was languid but in a good mood, and Ilay, who was kissing Jeong Taeui with a very happy expression in front of him, also seemed to be in a good mood.

Then that was good enough.

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