DE | Chapter 2.6

Joo Seonghyeok wrapped his arms around the man’s neck, lips brushing against his. Half was saliva, but it didn’t matter. Soon, the man’s entire upper body convulsed and collapsed. The thigh muscles swelled, veins throbbing in the neck.

“Very nice, Mr. Joo Seonghyeok.”

Joo Seonghyeok looked up at Lee Yeonhong with dazed eyes.

“You know, if it weren’t for you, I would’ve ended up sucking off those guys earlier.”

Regaining some senses, Joo Seonghyeok barely uttered, “Cigarette.” Lee Yeonhong placed a cigarette in Joo Seonghyeok’s lips and lit it. Each inhale made the man cough, tightening below, which felt good.

Joo Seonghyeok sucked on the cigarette with his legs spread wide. Lee Yeonhong, at his flippant snort to the innocent question, asked, “Jealous?”

“Yes.”

“Bullshit… Fuck, you say that with your dick in my ass?”

Joo Seonghyeok openly clenched around Lee Yeonhong’s dick as he bit down. His movements were vulgar. Lee Yeonhong frowned, the strain to resist pleasure clearly showing. Joo Seonghyeok was exceptional, no other word for it. The way he tightened and then released, it must be his natural talent. Lee Yeonhong gently rubbed the insides of Joo Seonghyeok’s thighs, then plunged his fingers into his pussy, creating havoc. Cum splattered noisily.

“Uh, stop it. Fuck, you bastard…”

“What can I do when the love juice is dripping like this? I have to clean it up.”

“Is that what you call cleaning? Just… take it out now!”

Lee Yeonhong reluctantly withdrew his dick from the man, but the hook-like part scraped Joo Seonghyeok to a climax as it slid out, nonetheless, it was a pretty good fuck.

He spread his legs and ordered Lee Yeonhong to eat all his cum. Lee Yeonhong obediently sucked and licked both Joo Seonghyeok’s pussy and back hole. Joo Seonghyeok propped one leg on the table and smoked, ashing his cigarette. The ash fell directly onto Lee Yeonhong’s dick.

“Ah…”

Lee Yeonhong’s face reddened with pleasure as he wriggled his hips.

“Perverted fuck.”

Joo Seonghyeok shuddered.

The man finished his cigarette and left the room. Lee Yeonhong followed him closely, eyeing his back. He wanted to wildly mess up Joo Seonghyeok’s blown-out holes right there, regardless of who might see, but he had to restrain himself; otherwise, Joo Seonghyeok might never look his way again.

Someone might ask why Joo Seonghyeok wasn’t forced into it, but it was a custom of Lee Yeonhong’s people, no matter how wrecked Joo Seonghyeok’s holes got. Joo Seonghyeok called Lee Yeonhong a monster, but from Lee Yeonhong’s perspective, it was rather Joo Seonghyeok who was the true monster. A human trying to break out of human constraints, a greedy beast.

Fierce, cruel, and ready to kill his own kind to rise above others. And such a man was looking for a ‘father’—what a bizarre yet fascinating tale.

“Mr. Joo Seonghyeok.”

At Lee Yeonhong’s call, Joo Seonghyeok turned around, and Lee Yeonhong promptly kissed him. Though Joo Seonghyeok initially stayed still as Lee Yeonhong’s tongue softly swept across his lips, he then blew cigarette smoke in Lee Yeonhong’s face and smiled wickedly.

“Idiot.”

Joo Seonghyeok pushed Lee Yeonhong away and walked back into the room. Inside, all his men were knocked out drunk, except for Oh Hyeontaek, who was feigning sobriety with a flushed face. Seeing him, Joo Seonghyeok naturally clicked his tongue. Though he wasn’t in his right mind because of Lee Yeonhong’s madness, he was still better off than his men.

He kicked one of his underlings who was passed out at his feet.

“What the hell did you guys take to end up like this?”

“We were trying to train the rookies by making them drink vodka straight, and this happened.”

“Crazy fucks.”

Joo Seonghyeok kindly but forcefully grabbed each man by the collar and slapped their cheeks to wake them up. Despite the violence, he was a good boss who loved his subordinates. He grabbed Lee Daesoo last, slapping him awake before heading out to settle the bill.

“How can the bill be 300, fuck.”

Joo Seonghyeok grumbled as he handed a check to the clerk and walked out. His men followed en masse. Watching Oh Hyeontaek call a designated driver, Joo Seonghyeok placed the remaining cigarette in Lee Yeonhong’s mouth. Lee Yeonhong, coughing, eagerly sucked on the part wet with Joo Seonghyeok’s saliva.

“Disgusting fuck.”

“Boss.”

Choi Chihyun approached nonchalantly, offering his palm.

“Put it out here.”

“Bullshit…”

Joo Seonghyeok waved his hand dismissively. Men in black suits abounded, and passersby walked wide circles around them, visibly intimidated. Yet some couldn’t help but stare, drawn by Lee Yeonhong’s standout looks amidst the dark crowd.

Amongst the shabby and vulgar, Lee Yeonhong stood upright, smoking a cigarette; he could have been mistaken for an angel. People speculated if he wasn’t a model or trainee entangled with gangsters. Joo Seonghyeok was annoyed anew by Lee Yeonhong’s beauty.
“boss, please get in the car first.”

Oh Hyeontaek politely opened the car door. As Joo Seonghyeok got in, Lee Yeonhong attempted to follow, but Oh Hyeontaek stopped him by the shoulder.

“Let’s go separately.”

“Why? I have to follow Mr. Joo Seonghyeok.”

“Let him. Let him come.”

Oh Hyeontaek’s face contorted in displeasure.

Once inside the car, Lee Yeonhong snuggled against Joo Seonghyeok’s shoulder. Like a pet seeking affection, he pushed his face against Joo Seonghyeok’s hand, and when pushed away, he quickly stuck out his tongue and licked between the fingers. Lee Yeonhong definitely thought of himself as a beast. Eagerly sucking the hand that fed him, he gently bit the hollow of the palm and then stroked the flesh with his tongue. Something sticky seemed to envelop it like a suction cup.

Joo Seonghyeok frowned at Lee Yeonhong’s actions. Lee Yeonhong’s tongue, persistently wrapping around and licking his palm, carried a blatantly sexual intention. After all the fucking and this mess, what did he really want? Joo Seonghyeok was annoyed but didn’t push him away because the tingling sensation was oddly pleasant.

Rather, it reminded him of the sensation of having his pussy sucked, making his lower parts wet. Joo Seonghyeok muttered a low curse and sighed, turning his head to look out the window. His men were gathered outside, smoking. The heavily tinted car windows ensured they couldn’t see inside.

As soon as Lee Yeonhong pulled away his tongue, Joo Seonghyeok grabbed his collar and bit down on his thick tongue. It wasn’t an intent to chew and swallow, just a light bite that excited Lee Yeonhong. The car filled with the smell of alcohol, likely from what had been spilled on Joo Seonghyeok. Lee Yeonhong fell into the illusion of tasting sweet whiskey. It wasn’t entirely wrong; Joo Seonghyeok’s juices were indeed delicious.

“Is that all you can do with your tongue?”

“I know how to use my dick too. Isn’t that enough?”

“You filthy fuck, is that all you know how to do to make a living? Have you lived your whole life like this?”

“How did you know? I’m a whore.”

Lee Yeonhong widened his eyes as if truly surprised. Joo Seonghyeok looked at him incredulously.

“Do you even know how to behave in society? Or are you just desperate to be hated?”

“I only need to look good for Mr. Joo Seonghyeok.”

“What’s it to you if you look good to me?”

“I’m going to marry you.”

“To me?”

“Yes.”

“Fuck, I told you I’m not into guys…”

“If your dick gets hard for men, what else would you be?”

“Have you always lived like this, fucker?”

Joo Seonghyeok slapped Lee Yeonhong’s cheek. Lee Yeonhong, for some reason, just giggled. Just then, the driver’s door opened, and the designated driver greeted them. He was clearly intimidated by the gangster-like appearance of the occupants, his hands trembling.

“St-starting the drive now.”

He began to drive, glancing nervously at Joo Seonghyeok through the rearview mirror. Joo Seonghyeok sat with his arms crossed, silent.

The alcohol was taking its toll, gradually lulling him to sleep. Lee Yeonhong watched him start to nod off with a smile.

Screech!

Suddenly, a black Mercedes came charging from the opposite direction. Despite the red light, the car didn’t stop, causing the startled driver to swerve urgently. The car spun around, leaving tire marks, and stopped just as the Mercedes drifted and slammed into them.

Bang!

As Joo Seonghyeok’s body flew forward, Lee Yeonhong embraced him, taking the full impact. The airbag deployed, smashing the driver’s face. The Mercedes that caused the accident turned sharply and fled. Joo Seonghyeok coughed, a streak of blood running down his head.

“Fucking hell…”

“Boss! Boss, are you okay!”

“What are you doing! Get him out quickly!”

“Boss!”

“Mr. Joo Seonghyeok, are you alright?”

Joo Seonghyeok opened his eyes. Lee Yeonhong was clutching him tightly, a grotesque figure plastered to the car interior. The sight was reminiscent of a spider cocooning its prey, causing a cold sweat to run down Joo Seonghyeok’s back. Lee Yeonhong quietly watched a trickle of blood flow down Joo Seonghyeok’s cheek, then flicked out his long tongue to taste it. Looking at the monster as he savored the flavor, Joo Seonghyeok swallowed hard.