CBB Chapter 2.7

Heedo seemed to be in a good mood these days. And why wouldn’t he be? Woorak studied when he asked, showered with him, and even endured his extreme skinship. Heedo’s face was practically glowing. 

This bastard, having found a weakness, would sulk and leave whenever things didn’t go his way, refusing to come back inside, and Woorak had to practically beg him to stay. Woorak, with the patience of a saint, had been accommodating him in almost everything. Even though he felt spineless, catering to this manipulative jerk’s every whim and even with this seemingly peaceful atmosphere, Woorak’s anxiety remained. 

Every time Heedo tried to leave the basement, Woorak would follow him like a dog on a tight leash, constantly asking where he was going, how long he would be gone, and when he would return. Each time, Heedo would pull him into a hug, showering him with kisses, looking like he owned the world.

So, the atmosphere was good. So good that it felt a bit like they’re… newlyweds… 

Shit, what am I thinking? 

It wasn’t like that, but they were getting along. Woorak felt like he could finally return to his normal self. 

He would apologize for everything that happened, even though he hadn’t really done anything wrong and Heedo was the one at fault. But considering the situation, he’d apologize first and make it clear that he had no intention of harming him. He felt Heedo would understand. He couldn’t describe how much he had endured to get to this point. He might even sprout some holy enlightenment from all the repressed anger in his body.

When it was time for bed, Heedo naturally lifted the covers and slipped in. He pressed his chest against Woorak’s back, wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him close. Woorak was completely used to this by now.

“Did Woorak have fun today?”

Heedo nuzzled his face against Woorak’s neck, inhaling deeply with a sniff before shivering. Squelch, he then sucked on Woorak’s sweaty skin and slipped his hand inside his shirt. His hand, finally free from the cast, kneaded Woorak’s soft belly, a result of all the eating and lazing around he’d been doing. Then, Heedo’s hand slid upwards to lightly pinch his nipple. 

The first time Heedo did this, Woorak had thrown a fit, and the bastard left the basement for two days.

“Mmm.” 

Woorak groaned in frustration, and the lips against his neck parted slightly.

“Does Woorak’s nipple feel good when I touch it?”

Like hell I do.

“Hyung, aren’t you touching it too much? Not that I don’t like it, I mean, I really don’t mean that like that. Do you… want to touch this one too?”

He guided Heedo’s hand to his other nipple, barely managing to appease Heedo’s pouting face.

This is my life now.

“I told you I was curious. I wanted to check every day to see how much Woorak has grown.”

“I’m already fully grown. What more is there to grow?”

“No, look how much your nipples have grown. They’re different every day.”

Woorak felt sorry for himself, having to play along with this nonsense. 

Tomorrow, I’m definitely putting a stop to this and returning to normal. This isn’t something a sane person can handle.

“Let’s see how much your penis has grown too.”

A hand slipped inside Woorak’s sweatpants.

This bastard is at it again. 

It had only been three days. He had to endure it. Heedo’s long fingers gently stroked his pubic hair. He’d said he didn’t like hair, but apparently, this hair was different, as he enjoyed playing with it every time. The fingers went lower, grasping Woorak’s penis and kneading it with light pressure. Despite his reluctance, Woorak was still human, and this kind of touch inevitably led to an erection.

“Look at this. It’s even bigger than yesterday. It fills my hand completely. Yesterday, it was only this big.”

Heedo said, tightening his fingers. The son of a bitch knew the state of Woorak’s lower body better than Woorak himself. He increased the speed of his stroking, and Woorak’s body began to curl up involuntarily.

“Ugh, uh, mmmph.”

He tensed his throat to suppress his moans, resulting in sounds one might make while being beaten up. Heedo’s chest, pressed against his back, trembled slightly.

Is this bastard laughing? 

Annoyed, Woorak tried to wriggle away. Instantly, his penis was painfully squeezed, immobilizing him. Meanwhile, Heedo pulled down the collar of Woorak’s shirt and licked a long stripe up his exposed neck.

“Don’t… do that.”

Woorak rolled over onto his stomach, trying to escape Heedo’s tongue. Heedo, without removing his hand, climbed on top of him. The weight pressed on his chest, making it hard to breathe. Even though his own hand must have been hurting from being trapped underneath, instead of pulling it out, Heedo not only kept it there but dug his other hand in and twisted Woorak’s nipple.

“Nnngh, ah, wait.”

Woorak pushed himself off the floor, supporting himself on his elbows and knees to remove Heedo’s hand. Because Heedo wouldn’t get off, he ended up in a position where he was effectively carrying him on his back. With the new space created, Heedo began pumping Woorak’s penis even faster. 

A thwack, thwack, thwack sound echoed loudly in Woorak’s ears. His breath hitched, and drool dripped from his parted lips. His arms trembled with the effort of holding himself up.

“W-Wait, get off. Stop.”

Heedo pinched the tip of Woorak’s near-bursting penis and fumbled on the floor for a tissue. He wrapped the glans in the tissue and released his grip. Woorak shuddered and came, his exhausted body collapsing weakly 

Heedo got off him and stroked his heaving back several times. Once his breathing calmed, Heedo pulled him close again from behind. Woorak’s utterly drained body was too exhausted to resist. Heedo hugged him, whose face was buried in his arms, and placed a long kiss on the back of his neck.

‘Ha, fuck, this is so humiliating.’

No matter how many times it happened, it felt like taking a shit in front of someone. No, it was worse than that. Who moaned and groaned while taking a shit?

Being held down, jerked off by someone else’s hand, and watched while coming made him feel like his insides were being exposed. It was all because of this bastard’s fault. His teasing had gone too far. He kept touching him with all sorts of bullshit excuses, and the level of intimacy was escalating. At this rate, Woorak felt like he would end up in a situation he didn’t even want to imagine. He needed to put a stop to this, not tomorrow, but right now.

“Hyung.”

“Yes, Woorak?”

Heedo answered in a gentle voice as he pulled down Woorak’s pants and underwear. Woorak grabbed his wrists, but Heedo ignored him, spreading his buttocks. Woorak couldn’t put more force into his grip for fear of angering Heedo. A penis, hard as a heated stone, parted his thighs and entered. He raised his voice urgently.

“Hyung, I have something to tell you.”

“What is it?”

The penis moved slowly between his thighs. Woorak flinched and tried to spread his legs wider, but Heedo pressed them together with force and rubbed against the tight flesh. The sensation of the thick penis grinding against his crotch was vivid.

“Ugh, stop that.”

“Haah… I wish Woorak would turn back into an adult soon.”

“Wh-Why?”

Woorak’s heart pounded, nervous about what kind of nonsense he would say.

“You’re still young, so there are things hyung can’t do yet. As soon as Woorak becomes an adult again, I’ll do them right away.”

As he said this, he pulled his penis out from between Woorak’s thighs and pressed the tip against the hole before pulling away. Woorak shivered, though he wasn’t cold.

“You said you had something to tell me, Woorak? What was it?”

“Uh, nothing. It was nothing. Just something not important.”

* * *

Today, Heedo hadn’t come in all day, even though Woorak hadn’t done anything wrong. 

That son of a bitch just does whatever he wants. 

Woorak glared at the stairs when he heard the creak of the door opening. He ran over like a dog in a single bound. Heedo, smiling brightly at the sight of him, came down the stairs, wrapped his arms around Woorak’s waist, and kissed him on the cheek.

“Were you waiting for hyung?”

“Hyung, really, why didn’t you come until now? Do you know how bored I was all alone?”

“I’m sorry. I was getting Woorak a present.”

“A present?”

Heedo held out a pink-wrapped box. 

A present? 

He was so surprised, especially considering who was giving it, that he hesitated to take it. But seeing Heedo’s excited expression, he couldn’t refuse. He took the box and tore off the wrapping paper. Heedo picked up the torn wrapping paper, looking dejected. 

What’s with him? 

Woorak ripped open the taped box with force. 

No way, is this…?

“A dog collar?”

Fuck, this bastard, seriously. 

Woorak threw the collar on the floor, but quickly picked it up and dusted it off when he saw Heedo’s downcast eyes.

“Wow, I’m so surprised! This is my present? I’ve never seen such an expensive-looking dog collar. Is this a jewel?”

He pointed to the large gem embedded in the center of the collar. Happy that he noticed it, Heedo looked proud.

“Pretty, right? It was hard to get this. I wanted to give Woorak the best, so I put a lot of effort into it. I’m glad you like it. Can you turn around? I’ll put it on you.”

Heedo gently lifted the back of Woorak’s hair, which had grown long enough to cover the nape of his neck, and unfastened the collar he was already wearing. He then put on the new collar.

Unlike the previous one, this one had no leash attached to the end. Woorak looked up, puzzled, and Heedo, with a tender look in his eyes, reached out, cupping his cheeks, and gazed into his eyes.

“Woorak, you can leave the basement now. Hyung asked another wizard and got you one that doesn’t need a leash. This is Bluetooth.”