Antisocial Chapter 38

Chapter 38. Natural Enemy

Especially right after ejaculation, he was definitely softer than when he was going wild with sexual desire. 

“I, haa, water…” 

Do-kyung, who had ejaculated twice without a conscience and was about to dig into Bo-yeon’s insides again, stopped at those words. He raised his head. 

“Are you thirsty?”

“Yes…”

She nodded slightly, and he obediently got up and brought her water. Bo-yeon drank the cool water and tried to force her closing eyes open. Her mind was in shambles after hearing such harsh words. 

“What do you think of me, oppa?”

Bo-yeon looked at Do-kyung with intense tension. His mouth held a dangerous uncertainty, and she couldn’t guess what cruel words might come from it.

A faint glimmer of interest flashed in his ferocious eyes, like those of a predator.

“Weak Moon Bo-yeon.”

“… In any case, you do see me as ‘me’, right?”

“Then what do you see me as?”

“……”

He wore a calm expression, despite having done all sorts of wild and perverse things just moments ago. He seemed like an innocent person who had done nothing wrong.

Bo-yeon narrowed her eyes as she recalled the dizzying and shocking words.

“You shouldn’t say things like that to people…”

“What are you talking about?”

“G-getting a dick… exclusive, and, t-toilet, those words…!”

Bo-yeon clenched her fists and said.

“Does that bother you?”

When she asked what he meant, it turned out to be a random remark. However, Do-kyung didn’t truly understand Bo-yeon.

“If you do well, nothing will happen.”

“…….”

“And being exclusive is better. Rather than sharing.”

Bo-yeon’s face turned pale, as if she were silently asking how he could say something like that.

“I don’t plan on sharing what’s mine.”

Do-kyung said it nonchalantly, as though reassuring her.

“What’s with calling you mine? You probably admitted it yourself.”

“……”

Bo-yeon wasn’t in her right mind at that moment. What could she do when he was harassing her like that?

“What I’m saying is, you have to consider the listener’s position… If you suddenly say something like that, I’ll be surprised…”

Bo-yeon tried her best to understand him and spoke softly.

“You didn’t mean to hurt me, did you?”

“Why would I?”

Do-kyung’s response remained indifferent, as if he truly didn’t care. Bo-yeon realized it was easier to just let his words slide. She didn’t even want to think about him threatening her with something like using her as a toilet.

“I said it wasn’t me, but you keep… r-ru-…”

However, Bo-yeon, already neurotic and traumatized, stuttered as if on the verge of a breakdown, unable to bring herself to say the word “runaway.”

“I said I wouldn’t run away, but you kept harassing me… You treated me badly…”

“Is it a problem that I did whatever I wanted with what was mine?”

Mine? It was clearly used for an object.

“I’m not an object…”

“Really?”

Do-kyung glared at her with cold eyes, silently asking where else she could go. It seemed that if she challenged his definition of “mine” any further, he wouldn’t be able to avoid getting angry. Bo-yeon, quick to sense this, gently reassured him.

“I think there are feelings and connections between us… I don’t know what it was like at first, but I haven’t forgotten how you’ve helped me all this time…”

Do-kyung was usually the one who took her to dangerous places, but he was also the one who protected her.

He prioritized Bo-yeon’s safety, to the point where it seemed almost reckless. Judging by the way his wounds healed so easily, it didn’t seem like he was indifferent, but that didn’t change the fact that he took risks to protect her.

From small, trivial situations to major things like finding her family and recovering her body, Bo-yeon had received countless forms of help over the past four months.

The reason she didn’t feel miserable in her relationship with Do-kyung was because she believed there was some emotional connection between them.

Things that Do-kyung could never understand were deeply important to Bo-yeon.

“So, oppa… I wish you would be a little more gentle with me. I don’t want to hate you or be afraid of you… ”

Her round eyes looked at Do-kyung gently. Despite him being a man who would act violently whenever he was upset, she couldn’t let go of the hope that they could get along if they just talked.

The thought of “running away” terrified her to the point where her teeth chattered, but it was because Do-kyung hadn’t crossed the line yet.

In fact, Do-kyung’s expression was so amusing it almost made her laugh.

The much younger person found herself trying to teach him like a kindergarten teacher.

However, Do-kyung didn’t push her away rashly. Instead, he pulled her warm body into his arms. Bo-yeon hugged him quite obediently, wanting to keep the conversation going.

Having spent so much time together, it felt natural to lean her cheek against his chest and listen to his heartbeat.

“Is this like pillow talk?”

“Huh?” 

Why did that word come up? 

“That’s worth listening to.” 

“No…”

“No?”

“…….”

Bo-yeon, who was struggling between her intangible pride and practical benefits, let out a sigh. She decided to be satisfied with the fact that they had communicated.

“T-That’s right… .”

“You’re too stiff for someone trying to act cute.”

“…….”

She didn’t know what else to do. Bo-yeon hesitated for a moment, then kissed his cheek. It was a soft, ticklish kiss.

“Is that it?”

Do-kyung taunted, pulling the corners of his mouth into a sly smile.

“I tried hard…”

Bo-yeon mumbled, feeling wronged. Just as Do-kyung was about to smirk and say “okay,” Bo-yeon kissed him again.

Kiss. ​​This time, it was his lips. Thinking about it, this was the first time Bo-yeon had kissed Do-kyung first. He had always forcefully swallowed her and sucked her sloppily.

“How is it…?”

Damn, this is why smart people are bad. They always act innocent.

Do-kyung twisted his stiff neck from side to side, recalling the soft texture left on his lips. He asked, releasing her neck.

“What do you want me to do?” 

His face became relaxed. Seizing the opportunity, Bo-yeon expanded the scope of her suggestion.

“N-no scary words….”

“Be specific. If I just say something, you’ll tremble.”

Bo-yeon paused for a moment, then said something she hoped he would listen to.

“If I get caught, you’ll take back everything you said…”

“Ha.”

He snorted, finding it ridiculous. He wondered if he was really that frightening. If he had been more explicit about how he intended to treat her, perhaps she wouldn’t have been so scared to act so pitifully now. A cruel curiosity stirred within him.

“Y-you’ll, never… threaten me like that again…”

“…….”

Bo-yeon was too embarrassed to ask for it specifically, so her words were open to interpretation. There were many other ways to torment her without ruining her weak body. Do-kyung decided to just let it go. 

“Hm.”

“Huh?” 

“I got it.”

At that moment, Bo-yeon’s face lit up with pride at having successfully negotiated with this tyrant. Sunlight seemed to spread across her clear eyes and caught Do-kyung’s attention since the first time he saw her.

“People really need to communicate.”

“…….”

Do-kyung was confused as to whether she was smart or stupid. It seems one can be intelligent and naive at the same time.

“By the way… what happened just now?”

“That later.”

As the story seemed to be going on, Do-kyung’s eyes, who had wanted to have some hot sex, began to show annoyance.

“I want to hear it right now…! Nhngh!”

Bo-yeon lifted her chin and twitched. It was because of the pheromones that were controlling her as they pleased.

“This, this, eung, I won’t… .”

“What.”

“This, ngh… me, huuhk! It makes me feel, uhm!” 

Do-kyung slowly pulled her tangled body, who was feeling lost and unsure of what to do.