Passion Novel - Volume 3 - Chapter 69

His hands had been just as restricted before, but being held and being bound felt drastically different, and Jeong Taeui’s expression hardened. He then swore wildly and thrashed his hands. This wasn’t right, he thought. When Ilay effortlessly tied his wrists to the headboard and then straddled Jeong Taeui’s chest, looking down at him with a smirk, Jeong Taeui paled as an ominous premonition spread thickly in his chest. Danger. This isn’t good. The moment he saw Ilay deeply smiling, licking the blood that had seeped from his scratched finger due to Jeong Taeui’s struggles, that feeling became a stark reality.

Moreover, as Ilay sat on Jeong Taeui’s chest and bound his wrists, Ilay’s groin inevitably came very close to Jeong Taeui’s collarbone. The swaying penis, rising under his chin, entered his sight whether he wanted it to or not.

He felt a shiver. It was indeed thick enough to be frightening to even look at. That dark red object, stretching long, looked as if it would poke Jeong Taeui’s chin if Ilay leaned forward just a little.

Ilay, who had licked the blood from his fingertip, seemed to guess why Jeong Taeui had suddenly turned his face away with such an unpleasant expression. He suddenly laughed.

“It’s troublesome if you make such a disgusted face. Today, you’re going to have to get… very friendly with this.”

He lightly gripped his own penis and lifted his waist from Jeong Taeui’s chest. The object that had been under his chin came closer to his nose. The fleshy mass, which looked even more grotesque up close, seemed like it would touch his face if it came an inch closer.

However, Jeong Taeui stared at Ilay with wide eyes. It took him a moment to interpret what he had just said.

“What… What do you mean ‘friendly’ with such a monstrosity!”

“A monstrosity, huh. That’s harsh. But it’s been playing well, rubbing heads with your thing all this time, so it’s a pity to say that. Besides, you should also consider your position, having to nicely eat that monstrosity up and down, hm?”

“You—!”

He tried to shout. He tried to spew out a torrent of curses. But Jeong Taeui had to close his mouth again. It was because Ilay tried to shove his penis in as soon as he opened his mouth. As the object brushed the inside of his lips, Jeong Taeui turned his head away in shock. For a moment, he thought he was going to choke. The sensation of the tip of the glans slightly entering his mouth remained, and Jeong Taeui, with his head turned away, spat onto the bed. A nonchalant voice reached his ear.

“Oh, you need to open your mouth wider. Otherwise, it won’t go in properly. Even if you open it as wide as possible, I wonder if even half will go in.”

“You crazy bastard—! You have nothing else to do but this kind of thing, you lunatic! Fine, put it in, go ahead and put it in! Let’s see if it gets bitten off, your damned cock and my teeth, if you want to see which one’s tougher, then put it in!”

Jeong Taeui shrieked wildly. If his hands had been free, he would have thrashed about furiously. He tried to swing his knee up to stomp on that lunatic’s back, but the heavy hand holding his hands behind him and pressing on his lower abdomen prevented even that.

“Taei. If you don’t suck it properly, you’ll be the one hurting. Unfortunately, there’s nothing to use as lubricant right now. —Ah, right, I have a few cans of beer if you like, but that’s not enough for lubricant.”

“Lub—”

He was crazy. This guy must have lost his mind after his fever. He was never normal, but he wasn’t crazy in this way; this wasn’t sanity.

He lost his words and just stared fixedly at Ilay, who, as if disappointed, traced Jeong Taeui’s lips with his thumb. Jeong Taeui flinched back to his senses and tried to bite that finger, but Ilay slightly pulled his hand away.

“Hurting or whatever, don’t even think about bringing that monstrosity close to me. I’ll really bite it off. Why are you suddenly doing this insane thing, you lunatic, when you usually just play your territory game and get it over with?!”

As Jeong Taeui screamed, Ilay let out a feigned sigh. His regretful murmuring voice sickeningly dug into Jeong Taeui’s ear.

“Taei, you’re not stupid, so why haven’t you properly understood my personality after being next to me all this time? When you act like that, it makes me want to try even harder.”

“You crazy bastard…! Let’s see if you still say that after getting bitten!”

“Well, fine. In that case, we’ll have to change the order a bit. Just so you know, Taei, this is your fault. If you had just obediently sucked when I told you to, you would have suffered less. Don’t regret it.”

“What—!”

Ilay moved off Jeong Taeui’s chest. Even though the weight pressing on his chest was gone, his chest still felt stifled. No, it felt even heavier. Ilay’s expression as he slowly massaged his own penis and moved back to the foot of the bed was no different from usual. He was as relaxed and aloof as ever. That only made it more unsettling.

His erect penis bobbed in his hand, a sight that made Jeong Taeui instinctively frown. It was already fully engorged, and standing even stiffer than usual, it appeared even larger in reality than in Jeong Taeui’s memory.

Impossible. Such a thing couldn’t be attached to a human body. Oh, wait, he wasn’t human, was he?

Ilay glanced at Jeong Taeui’s disgusted, hardened face and smirked. With that same smirk, he slowly climbed back on top of Jeong Taeui. As he did, the tip of his penis brushed Jeong Taeui’s thigh. At that moment, a shiver ran down Jeong Taeui’s spine.

This lunatic, he wasn’t kidding. He wasn’t going to just rub and be done with it.

“D-don’t—!”

“Too late.”

The words Jeong Taeui barely managed to force out with his frozen tongue were simply cut off by Ilay. Then he spread Jeong Taeui’s thighs wide. The hand gripping behind his knees felt like a rock weighing a thousand pounds.

“Ah, indeed.”

Ilay’s voice, tinged with laughter, reached Jeong Taeui’s ears. His gaze was fixed on Jeong Taeui’s crotch, which was likely as pale and lifeless as Jeong Taeui’s own face. He seemed to be thoroughly examining it, as if licking it with his eyes, before suddenly lowering his head. The moment Jeong Taeui felt the beast-like canines touch the sensitive tip of his flesh, he gasped. He thought he was going to be bitten and torn apart. He was surrounded by hot mucous membranes. Jeong Taeui flinched, feeling as if hot water had been poured over his crotch. He opened his eyes wide and lifted his head. From between his legs, Ilay licked Jeong Taeui’s penis, then sucked it into his mouth.

“Ugh—”

Jeong Taeui flinched. He felt like he was burning. The inside of Ilay’s mouth, filled with heat, was so scalding it was agonizing. The force with which he fiercely sucked his penis made it feel like it might be ripped off. The intensely painful stimulation choked him.

“Agh, hah, —Ugh—!!!”

His toes curled involuntarily. His toes twitched, twitching, against his will. This level of intense stimulation was new to him. Ilay devoured him without controlling his strength, like a newborn sucking at his mother’s breast. There wasn’t even pleasure. It was simply an ‘intense stimulation that made his vision go white,’ too overwhelming to be perceived as pleasure.

He felt his penis harden from the breathtaking stimulation. It was astounding. Even with stimulation that wasn’t pleasurable, his penis was becoming erect. Because of that sensation, which was akin to pain, Jeong Taeui didn’t notice another sensation for a while. The thumb that had been tracing and rubbing the slightly concave, puckered opening just below his penis had, at some point, penetrated all the way to the root. To prevent Jeong Taeui from feeling that eerie sense of violation as it squirmed and expanded inside, Ilay continued to chew on and fiercely suck Jeong Taeui’s penis.

“Don’t, don’t do it, stop, ah, haa, —”

His eyes stung. Even though he tried to regain his composure, he couldn’t due to the intense sensation, which he couldn’t tell was pain or pleasure.

“It doesn’t taste bad, surprisingly. It’s my first time sucking a man’s thing, so I thought it would be more unpleasant. This, I could suck this every night. …Oh, Taei. You shouldn’t be panting already. It’s going to hurt a little now. But you won’t die, so don’t worry too much. Now—”

Ilay’s voice seemed to come from far away. The intense sensation finally ceased. His penis, still stiff and raised in his lingering blurred vision, barely registered at the edge of his sight. Crazy bastard. Insane son of a bitch. Only those words echoed in his hazy mind. Jeong Taeui, gasping for breath that reached his throat, internally chewed on those curses countless times.

However, even that faint thought vanished into whiteness again. Ilay lay on top of Jeong Taeui’s body. Ilay, holding Jeong Taeui’s knees and pushing them up, licked his lips as he looked at the openly exposed crotch. His breath seemed to quicken.

“What a sight. A guy with this fetish would cum just by looking. …Oh. I’m in danger too. No, no. Taei, inhale.”

He heard laughter. It was low and soft, but chilling laughter. The next moment, Jeong Taeui stopped breathing. Even as his breath hitched in his throat and his mind went blank, he couldn’t breathe. Only suppressed groans occasionally escaped his parted lips. Even those were too faint to be heard.

Something unfamiliar burrowed between Jeong Taeui’s legs. Into the narrow opening, which had only ever let things out but never in, Ilay’s penis pushed its way, parting the folds. At first, not even half of the glans entered. The opening seemed to part down to every single crease, but it got stuck below the glans.

“Il-Ilay, s-save me—”

He thought he was going to die. He truly believed this man would kill him. Overcome by fear before pain, Jeong Taeui stared at him with wide eyes. Ilay suddenly frowned. Pushing his hips forward with a feverish face, he let out a low click of his tongue, then sighed and bent down.

He really intended to kill him. Even with his mouth wide open, he couldn’t breathe, yet Ilay pressed his lips to Jeong Taeui’s. And then he pushed his tongue in.

“It’s okay. It’s okay. Just bear with it a little. It’s okay. Come on, breathe. I told you to inhale. —Now try exhaling. Slowly, in time with my breathing.”

His voice was terrifyingly gentle. Completely different from before, it was a gentle and tender voice that made it impossible to imagine the monstrous object that was mutilating his groin below his waist. That voice, clearly Ilay’s, was absolutely not a voice this devil-like man could produce.

Jeong Taeui clung to that hallucinatory voice. He matched his breathing to the breath being blown into his mouth, the mouth that licked his lips and gently sucked his tongue. As if he were receiving artificial respiration, he inhaled when Ilay exhaled. He exhaled when Ilay sucked in his tongue. After doing so several times, his breathing significantly improved. However, the object that had burrowed more than halfway into him remained motionless, causing an immense sense of unease.

Once his breathing returned, Jeong Taeui next flinched to escape that feeling of unease. The hot object withdrew from the entrance. “Ha,” Ilay chuckled as if dumbfounded.

“If you save someone who’s drowning, shouldn’t they offer you their belongings as a reward, huh?”

The gentle voice was long gone. A merciless hand, as cold as his voice, gripped Jeong Taeui’s buttocks. Then, opening the entrance outwards, he thrust his hips without mercy, as if driving in a nail.

“—!!!”

No sound escaped his parted lips. He felt as if flesh had burst. His groan seemed to be wrong. That short gasp, like an exclamation, was leaking from that abominable bastard’s mouth.

“F-fucking… amazing. Haa, —It’s really… killer.”

Mad eyes pouring down with his interspersed words. That gaze stuck vividly in his vaguely blurring mind.

“I’ll… kill… you…”

He barely managed to say those words. Did Ilay hear them? He burst into laughter. He laughed loudly, as if immensely pleased, with a refreshing cheer.

“Alright, then let’s see how much it ‘kills’. …Oh, what’s this, crying already?”

His hand came to wipe Jeong Taeui’s tears. Only then did Jeong Taeui realize his eyes were wet. Seeing the tears, born from physiological response, wet his fingertips, he felt a maddening surge of anger.

“You son of a bitch, get out!! Get out right now, you lunatic!! Can’t you get out?!”

Jeong Taeui shrieked and thrashed wildly. He couldn’t express how frustrated he was by his tied hands. He shook his body and struggled, but when Ilay gripped his calves and stopped him, his movements came to naught.

“Oh yeah? I’ll get out as you wish. …Ha. You’re holding on so tightly, it won’t even come out. You’re really clinging.”

Ilay made a few thrusting motions with his hips, then chuckled lowly. His laughter carried heat. When he lightly pulled his hips back a few times, the flesh that seemed to have burrowed into his body and stuck to his tissues came out stiffly. Jeong Taeui screamed. Stars burst before his eyes. The penis, which had almost completely withdrawn, leaving only the glans, gleamed hideously. With his hips severely bent in an uncomfortable posture, facing the area between his legs, Jeong Taeui closed his eyes. It was because he had witnessed a horrifying sight he never wanted to see again. Who would want to see that monstrous weapon, which was so tightly and precariously filling his body, which was unbelievably stretched open, as if it might tear the thin skin?

“Just take the rest out, you bastard…”

Already drained of all strength, Jeong Taeui mumbled in a choked voice. He was so pathetic and resentful he wanted to cry.

“I had a dream while I was sleeping for three days.”

However, Ilay showed no sign of pulling out and started talking about something completely unrelated. With one hand, he calmly traced and rubbed the area where his penis and Jeong Taeui’s body overlapped. Jeong Taeui flinched and recoiled.

“The kid and you were flirting and fooling around, and it looked quite enjoyable. It didn’t look particularly tasty, but that kid was swaying his hips so delightedly between your legs, it made me wonder how delicious it was, and I was about to snatch it away.”

“What…”

“When I woke up and saw you in front of me, there was no way I wouldn’t take you. I couldn’t help but feel like I wanted to get a taste, could I?”

“…Lunatic.”

Jeong Taeui ground his teeth and mumbled. He didn’t know where he had had such a bizarre dream and was taking it out on him. He felt foolish for worrying about this lunatic potentially dying.

“But you see, it’s problematic…”

Suddenly, Ilay looked troubled. He frowned slightly, clicked his tongue, and gazed intently down at Jeong Taeui.

“Now that I’ve tried a taste, I have a bad feeling. …Like it’s going to be absolutely delicious.”

It was simultaneous with the end of his words. The monstrous object, precariously clinging by only its tip, instantly sliced into his body again. Thump, the sound of his lower abdomen colliding with flesh echoed between his already wide-open buttocks.

Only then did Jeong Taeui realize how horrific his own screams sounded. Thump, thump, impacts like fists pounding into an opening continued relentlessly.

The sensation at the entrance gradually faded. Instead, his stomach ached. The mass of flesh piercing through his insides was filling his belly, widening the space for itself.

He probably lost consciousness for a moment. He might have fainted. It could have been just a brief instant, or it could have been quite some time. When he regained consciousness, Jeong Taeui was wailing. He was crying out loud, struggling with a voice so torn that it sounded like he was bleeding.

Even though he struggled, his strength was gone, and Ilay still remained between his legs, which only twitched occasionally. The monstrous object, glistening with blood and semen, plunged deep into his body and stayed there for a moment. With a sudden burst inside him, a fiery hot liquid filled his belly. The body’s memory was amazing; Jeong Taeui realized that he had been absentminded for quite a while just now. This wasn’t the first time this lunatic had ejaculated inside him. Jeong Taeui cried. He cried as if sobbing inconsolably, because it was terribly painful, unfair, infuriating, and sorrowful.

You crazy bastard, I’ll kill you, you beast worse than an animal, he constantly mumbled, even with his voice barely working. Splish, he felt a sudden chill below. Ilay pulled his penis out of his body. How can it still not be completely soft after all that fucking? Jeong Taeui cried again.

“That’s why I told you. It’s better to go in order.”

Ilay whispered. His lips briefly touched Jeong Taeui’s forehead before pulling away, somehow unreal, making Jeong Taeui stare blankly at him with tear-filled eyes. Ilay gave a wry, troubled smile.

“You shouldn’t look at a person like that. You need to think about your body a bit, Taei. Hmm?”

Does he mean he’ll break my neck if he doesn’t like my glare? Do as you please. What else is there to lose in this situation? Jeong Taeui, with a limp, utterly strengthless body, merely mouthed the words.

You bastard.

Ilay seemed to have read his expression. After chuckling for a moment, he lay on top of Jeong Taeui’s body. He said, biting Jeong Taeui’s cheek as Jeong Taeui reflexively flinched back:

“I originally intended to thoroughly fuck your bottom hole until it was tattered, and then finally, I definitely planned to make you take it in your mouth at least once.”

Jeong Taeui stiffened. Just hearing those words made his spine go rigid. Just you try to do that. He would squeeze out every last bit of strength to bite and sever that thing. Sensing his furious resolve, Ilay chuckled again. He lowered his hand and stroked the slightly parted opening, which was swollen red from swallowing his penis for a long time just moments ago. Jeong Taeui’s body twitched and jumped.

“I even thought about, if worst comes to worst, making your teeth mark my finger a bit, forcing your mouth open, and dipping it in… Oh, don’t be so tense. I’m a human with compassion too, you know.”

If he had just a little more energy, he would have loudly cursed and scoffed, but he had no energy for that. Jeong Taeui just lay there, tears streaming down his face.

“But it’s not like today’s the only day… and since my body isn’t normal, I’ve been feeling weak and my head’s been spinning. Besides, while the mouth is good, the lower part also felt very good. So, for today, I’ll let you off the hook for the mouth.”

Ilay licked Jeong Taeui’s cheek. The tone, as if he were granting a favor, made Jeong Taeui furious, and he wanted to punch that lunatic’s ugly face, but his wrists were still tied to the headboard. His wrist skin might have been peeled; it stung even with a slight brush. Ilay continued to lick Jeong Taeui’s cheek, chin, and lips. It felt like a cat, pleased in the sun, was lying next to him. Although it was a horribly disgusting cat for a cat.

As soon as these wrists are free and I get some energy back, I’m going to kill this bastard by any means necessary, Jeong Taeui mumbled, tears streaming down his face in his flickering consciousness.

Then, Ilay’s penis, which hadn’t completely deflated yet, slowly burrowed back between Jeong Taeui’s legs. His fading consciousness snapped back into high alert. Rubbing his already numb crotch, Ilay’s penis pushed its way in again.

“Agh…”

Even though it was already so wide open from dozens and hundreds of times of entry and exit that it couldn’t properly contract, it still hurt enough to make him break out in a cold sweat. As Jeong Taeui’s body stiffened, that lunatic mumbled, “It’s okay, it’s okay,” like he was talking to a child, and then kissed him.

You crazy bastard, you try being underneath, then see if it’s okay!

Jeong Taeui, at this moment, felt more like fainting from anger than pain, and he glared at him with furious eyes. Their gazes met. Ilay, who had been looking down at Jeong Taeui with a relaxed smile like a beast that had eaten its fill, sighed and lay on top of Jeong Taeui again after adequately filling Jeong Taeui’s body with his penis. At that moment, a wave of heat hit his skin.

“Tsk. I’ve never been sick, so I can’t control my body properly. I’m so weak, it’s annoying…”

If you were weak two more times, I would have died a hundred times over, Jeong Taeui thought to himself, completely drained. He was about to gather his last remaining strength to say, “If you’re so weak, then take out that damned thing downstairs,” when he felt the strength slowly draining from Ilay’s body, which was lying on top of him.

“…? Hey, you’re heavy. Don’t sleep, move…”

He mumbled in a hoarse voice that was difficult to understand, but Ilay, who surely must have heard him, didn’t answer. Jeong Taeui frowned. “Hey, you crazy bastard,” he called out again, but still no answer came. He only felt the intense heat of Ilay’s hot, rough breaths on his skin, so hot it felt like he might burn.

After calling out to him several more times and even cursing at him, Jeong Taeui realized something. Ilay wasn’t asleep. He had fainted again and slipped back into a comatose state. In that instant, Jeong Taeui felt his mind go blank. Rage surged all the way to the top of his head, making it feel like every single cell in his body was swelling with fury. What kind of person nearly beats someone to death and then has the nerve to faint himself?

That day, for the first time in his life, Jeong Taeui experienced what it meant to pass out from sheer indignation.