DE | Chapter 1.4

With a name that elicited a scoff, Joo Seonghyeok cursed, and Lee Yeonhong slowly penetrated him. Despite the earlier preparation with fingers, the sheer size of the member made it seem impossible for easy entry into Joo Seonghyeok’s body.

The fist-sized glans barely breached the entrance, coming in with such force that it seemed violent, crushing the insides as it did. The stretched vagina made lewd noises as it gulped down the penis. Joo Seonghyeok nearly screamed but managed to stifle it, only retching instead. The swollen head thudded against the rugged path it forged, and with the massive penis stirring the interior, Joo Seonghyeok twisted his waist as if in a spasm.

Lee Yeonhong pressed down on the fleshy buttocks. As plump as Joo Seonghyeok’s rear was, the moment the penis deeply embedded, Lee Yeonhong’s testicles slapped against it, emitting a deep sound.

Ah, Joo Seonghyeok moaned briefly, tilting his head back. His adam’s apple bobbed significantly. His pale face flushed red. His body shivered and jerked as if he might urinate on himself.

“Hic, hugh… shit, uh…”

As Joo Seonghyeok gasped with lips parted, an excited Lee Yeonhong kissed him again. The taste of blood was bitter. The rising heat made his head a chaotic mess. Joo Seonghyeok clutched Lee Yeonhong as if to crush him. The blood-rich tongue thudded against the roof of his mouth as if it were violating it.

Lee Yeonhong toyed with the man’s earlobe. When his finger touched the torn left earlobe, Joo Seonghyeok inhaled sharply, startled.

Lee Yeonhong seemed to enjoy how tight the vagina was contracting, as he continuously toyed with Joo Seonghyeok’s earlobe. Soon, he squeezed his legs tightly around the massive shaft thrusting in and out, gnawing on it as naturally as his body allowed. He chewed so well it seemed as if Lee Yeonhong’s penis might slip out. The wet squelching sounds filled the space below.

However, Joo Seonghyeok was not one to endure humiliation passively. The hands that were embracing Lee Yeonhong slid up and clenched the man’s neck. Then, with his muscular forearms, Joo Seonghyeok throttled Lee Yeonhong’s neck.

Gurgling noises emerged from Lee Yeonhong’s mouth. With bloodshot eyes, Joo Seonghyeok trembled, adding more strength to his grip. Lee Yeonhong, distracted by the vigorous activity below, could not escape the firm grip.

Joo Seonghyeok’s face was a mess, smeared with blood and saliva. His sweaty neck made the area below slick. Copious fluids flowed out due to Lee Yeonhong’s vigorous movements. The protruding ridges mercilessly scraped the tender mucosa. Joo Seonghyeok continued to strangle Lee Yeonhong. As Lee Yeonhong gasped for air, saliva dripped down. Joo Seonghyeok watched the man with a maniacal laugh.

“Fuck… do you think it’s easy to screw me over? Do I look easy… ha…”

“Ahh…”

Lee Yeonhong could have easily broken Joo Seonghyeok’s arm, but he chose not to. Instead, he gasped for air, trembling with the pleasure of nearing climax. The blood rush turned his skin from pink to bright red, then his purple eyes gazed down at Joo Seonghyeok with a dazed smile.

As the violent movement of his waist gradually ceased and the trembling subsided, Lee Yeonhong erupted inside Joo Seonghyeok, releasing a clear fluid that felt almost like urine, yet Joo Seonghyeok could not resist the overwhelming pleasure and climaxed himself, realizing only afterwards that Lee Yeonhong had ejaculated inside him.

Lee Yeonhong collapsed into Joo Seonghyeok’s arms.

Thus, Joo Seonghyeok resolved to keep Lee Yeonhong close by.

It wasn’t just because Lee Yeonhong had climaxed inside him that made him decide to keep him. It wasn’t merely about the sexual gratification.

Lee Yeonhong claimed he wasn’t picky, but he would comply with anything as long as Joo Seonghyeok treated him right. Joo Seonghyeok had once tested him with suicide; Lee Yeonhong had unhesitatingly shot himself in the chin with the gun Joo Seonghyeok handed him.

If that’s what being ‘partners’ meant, it was certainly tempting. Joo Seonghyeok wasn’t particularly attracted to women, so engaging sexually with a man didn’t bother him. His ultimate guide was pleasure. If what he experienced with Lee Yeonhong had been displeasing, perhaps he would have reconsidered, but he enjoyed it. That was enough, wasn’t it? If submitting a few times meant controlling a monster, it was a win.

Moreover, Joo Seonghyeok had a purpose. He needed to destroy the bastard who killed the chairman he revered like a father. For that end, he was inevitably going to use Lee Yeonhong.

“This is Lee Yeonhong.”

Joo Seonghyeok introduced the man before his gang members. Those standing, with their hands behind their backs, looked rough and tough, some with scars on their faces, others with tattoos, and some missing fingers, all gazing at Lee Yeonhong and Joo Seonghyeok with vacant expressions.

Lee Yeonhong smiled benignly, brushing off their stares as if it was nothing. To them, he must seem like a monster who had lived for 300 years. Joo Seonghyeok scoffed internally and broke the lingering silence with a forced cough.

“For the time being…”

It wasn’t just for a while. He had no idea when the criminal would be caught. It could be a year, or it could be ten. Joo Seonghyeok slowly licked the roof of his mouth with his tongue, scanning his subordinates one by one. Each time their eyes met, the impure gaze flinched away. However, only Oh Hyeontaek looked at him with boiling eyes, his face demanding an explanation.

“…from now on, he’ll be one of us.”

“Brother! Isn’t this the guy Dongsik caught last time?”

“That’s right. From now on, this guy will take Hyeontaek’s place by my side.”

“Are you out of your mind, brother?”

Oh Hyeontaek immediately objected.

“Fuck, are you seriously letting in this pretty-faced bastard just because he rolled in from nowhere? You’re making a wrong decision based on his face, brother.”

“Hyeontaek is right, brother. You’re bewitched by this guy’s face!”

Amidst the rising clamor, Joo Seonghyeok’s eyes twitched. While they usually behaved like family, it was rare for them to challenge Joo Seonghyeok’s decisions so openly. It meant that he was spouting nonsense, according to them.

Lee Yeonhong just stared back at Joo Seonghyeok. Feeling the gaze, Joo Seonghyeok twisted his lips, his facial scar twitching as if showing his irritation.

“Uh-huh, yeah.”

Joo Seonghyeok smirked with narrowed eyes.

“What the fuck did you guys just say to me?”

The room fell deathly silent. Joo Seonghyeok flicked his hand, prompting Oh Hyeontaek to step forward and kneel before the man. Joo Seonghyeok then sat on him and pulled out a cigarette.

As he put the cigarette to his lips, another man hurriedly came over to light it. With the cigarette in his mouth, Joo Seonghyeok tilted his head back, his throat muscles working visibly. His black hair slowly swept back as he said,

“This guy is just for fucking, so it’s none of your business. Got it?”

With his soft tone, no one even dared to swallow. Joo Seonghyeok leaned on his elbow, looking uncomfortable, and gestured to a man who hesitantly stood in front of him. The shaved head of the man shone under the overhead light, and Joo Seonghyeok grasped his head, slowly caressing it.

“Feels nice… Good for bowling, right?”

The man’s face turned pale instantly. Joo Seonghyeok snapped his fingers.

“Get the bowling pins ready.”

The men moved in unison, arranging themselves like living bowling pins. As Joo Seonghyeok held the man’s head, his breathing became more labored. He appeared to struggle even to breathe. Joo Seonghyeok laughed wickedly, squeezing the head even harder.

“What’s your name?”

“Uh, uh?”

“What’s your name?”

“Pa, Park Kwonsoo.”

“Kwonsoo, watch carefully. You roll, hit with a bang, and that’s it. Fucking simple, right? Roll beautifully, make a nice sound when you hit. Then I fucking won’t cut your throat. Sounds good?”

“Ah, ah… bro, brother…”

Sweat poured down Oh Hyeontaek’s forehead, who was supporting Joo Seonghyeok. Despite the absurd scene, Joo Seonghyeok was the only one laughing.

Holding Kwonsoo’s head, Joo Seonghyeok pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and polished the man’s head as if he were actually preparing a real bowling ball.

Then, as the gathered bowling pins watched, Kwonsoo hesitated for a moment before throwing himself to the floor and rolling forward. As his round head hit the floor with each roll, Joo Seonghyeok pointed and cheered gleefully. When Kwonsoo collided with the human pins, they cried out and tumbled over each other.

“Fuck, strike! Right?”

Joo Seonghyeok cheered as if he had really bowled a strike and then flicked his hand at Lee Yeonhong. Lee Yeonhong approached and knelt before him, and Joo Seonghyeok tapped the ash from his cigarette onto Lee Yeonhong’s tongue, then stubbed out the butt.

Lee Yeonhong quickly swallowed the cigarette butt. Joo Seonghyeok wore a satisfied smile and then nodded toward Oh Hyeontaek, who was still trying to catch his breath.

“Hyeontaek.”

“…Yes.”

“Jealous?”

“Not at all.”

“Let’s raise some bitches, okay?”

“Yes.”

Finally, Joo Seonghyeok stood up. The supporting Oh Hyeontaek barely managed to muster strength in his arms before collapsing. Joo Seonghyeok glanced down at him and pulled Lee Yeonhong to his feet.

“But guys, if this bastard bothers you, feel free to beat him up.”

Joo Seonghyeok clapped Lee Yeonhong on the shoulder as he said this. The men, struggling to rise like the bowling pins they had been, stared at Joo Seonghyeok. He smirked.

“Got it?”

Then, Joo Seonghyeok left with Lee Yeonhong.

“I’m fucking hungry.”

“Why did you do that?”

“What?”

As soon as they got into the car, Lee Yeonhong asked, and Joo Seonghyeok blinked. Lee Yeonhong still had that innocent look on his face as he asked,

“Why did you take my side?”

“Ah… Why are you so curious?”

“Would you answer if I called you ‘bro’?”

“You think I’d be happy being called ‘bro’ by a 300-year-old fucker?”

Joo Seonghyeok flicked Lee Yeonhong’s cheek with the back of his hand. Then, as a new driver got in, he named their destination. It was a burger joint. There, he bought a bulgogi burger and cola, which they ate in the car.

Lee Yeonhong watched him intently. He seemed to want to say something, but with the driver there, he couldn’t speak as freely as last time.

Joo Seonghyeok ate half of his burger then told the driver,

“Hey, get out.”

“What?”

“Get out. And take a quick lap around the area.”

Confused, the driver stepped out of the car. Once he was gone, Lee Yeonhong spoke up.

“Will you be my partner?”

“Uh, fuck… Pretty, you had to talk about that while I’m eating?”

“Humans usually bring someone into their pack when they want to marry.”

“I don’t plan to marry. Fuck, who would marry a guy with a pussy?”

“I’m right here.”

“I’m not gay.”

“But you like doing it with me.”

Joo Seonghyeok threw a french fry at Lee Yeonhong.

“Fuck, do you think marriage is just about fucking?”

“I’m also pretty.”

“I know that.”

“I eat well.”

“I know that too.”

“And I give good head.”

“Fuck… I know that too.”

“So what’s the problem?”

“It’s that attitude of yours.”

Joo Seonghyeok took another bite of his burger. He chewed his food calmly and said,

“I’ll think about it based on what you do.”

He planned to use him and discard him anyway. Joo Seonghyeok swallowed his food and looked out the window. He could see Lee Yeonhong’s reflection in the glass, staring back at him. He felt a chill, as if he had exposed his back to a beast. He managed to swallow his food with difficulty.

“Joo Seonghyeok.”

“What, fuck…”

“Then I’ll touch you now.”

“What?”

“I get the feeling you don’t like blowjobs.”

With that, Lee Yeonhong boldly grabbed Joo Seonghyeok’s chest.