DE | Chapter 4.3

“I hate cherry tomatoes.”

Joo Seonghyeok said, pressing down his cap. He nearly crushed a cherry tomato with his fork. Lee Yeonhong glanced at him then picked up some asparagus.

“Cherry tomatoes are red, round…”

“That’s right.”

Seonghyeok grimaced.

“They look like eyeballs.”

“You don’t like eyeballs?”

“Who likes protruding eyeballs? Do you?”

“They’re a delicacy.”

“Ugh.”

They were dining at a nearby restaurant, having grown tired of home-cooked meals. Seonghyeok’s rant took a bizarre turn.

“People who like cherry tomatoes should have their brains mashed like this.”

With that, he viciously mashed his fork down. Yeonhong said with interest, “What will you do after mashing them?”

“What else? I’d rearrange them back into people who hate cherry tomatoes.”

“But we can’t do that with current human technology.”

“That’s why I’m labeled a murderer.”

Seonghyeok chewed on his lower lip, craving a cigarette. Yeonhong cut up some meat and pushed it towards his mouth.

“Ah, open up.”

“Know this, damn it…”

However, with Yeonhong smearing sauce around his lips, Seonghyeok reluctantly accepted the meat. He chewed and wiped his mouth with a napkin, looking rather elegant—hard to imagine him as a gangster.

“What do we do now?”

“What do you mean?”

“Our location’s been exposed to those Doosan gang guys or whatever. If we’re going by what you said, aren’t we screwed?”

“We need to move.”

“Move?”

“Hey, what do you think about my theory that Lee Gangpil and Park Changhwan collaborated to kill the boss?”

Yeonhong tapped his fork against his lips before replying.

“Isn’t that reckless? Why would they team up with another organization to kill their own boss?”

“It’s not reckless. What if Song Heemin is involved?”

“The police?”

“They’ve always been a pain for us, maybe they seized this chance to take one of us down.”

“…But those two are friends, right?”

Yeonhong looked confused. Seonghyeok remained silent. He wanted to shut Yeonhong up for his naive question, maybe even throw a cherry tomato at him.

“As far as I know, humans can’t resist meddling if it involves their friends.”

“There are those in the world who aren’t like that, Yeonhong.”

“What kind are those?”

“Those who wouldn’t care about anything if it benefits them.”

Seonghyeok twisted his lips into a smile.

“They discard you and then play innocent, acting like they weren’t the bad ones, pretending to be the victims.”

“…Seonghyeok, you seem really upset.”

“Me? No way.”

“I only need you, Seonghyeok.”

Yeonhong said with a tender face.

“So nothing else matters.”

“Who’s going to marry you, huh?”

“I’ll follow you until you do.”

“You’re unbelievable…”

Just then, several black sedans were seen climbing the hill outside the window. Seonghyeok pressed down his cap and did the same for Yeonhong. He hastily paid the bill and grabbed Yeonhong’s hand, starting to run.

He knew where those cars were heading. Seonghyeok had a backup car ready for such an occasion. He put Yeonhong in the passenger seat and took the driver’s seat, steering quickly away. The destination was set by Oh Hyeontaek.

“It might be a long drive, try to sleep.”

“I’m not sleepy.”

“You get motion sickness.”

“You’ve seen a monster get motion sick?”

“First time for everything, you freak.”

Not long after they left, the sound of police sirens could be heard in the distance. Seonghyeok was annoyed by the noise and sighed as he watched Yeonhong play with a gun. Whether he was handling a child or a monster was unclear. But as long as it was useful, he’d keep it around, otherwise…

Otherwise?

Would he have abandoned it? Seonghyeok wasn’t sure. It had been a long time since he felt attached to anything. Was it like having a dog that only looked at you?

Seonghyeok liked kids and animals. That’s why he shut down the fighting dog rings operated by his underlings as soon as he got into power in Geumho. It was tough getting each one of those dogs adopted out.

But soon, they saw cars stopping ahead. Yeonhong peeked out the window.

Checkpoint? What?

They looked at each other and quickly turned the car around, ignoring the honking vehicles as they pulled off the road. Seonghyeok muttered, “These fucking bastards, just trying to screw me over.”

He lit a cigarette, rolled down the window, and drove one-handed with his arm outside. Yeonhong turned the gun barrel around, slowly licking it. Seonghyeok scowled.

“Why are you licking that?”

“Do you think it could fit inside you?”

“You’re fucking insane.”

Seonghyeok cursed, nearly dropping the steering wheel as he yanked Yeonhong’s hair. Ouch, ouch, Yeonhong exaggeratedly writhed under his grip.

This guy’s head was clearly filled with sex and pussies.

Should split his head open to check. But what if something weird came out? Seonghyeok remembered an alien movie he had seen and frowned.

“What’s in your head, huh?”

“Supposedly a brain.”

“Even though you’re a monster?”

“Even for a monster.”

Huh, Seonghyeok made a face as if he’d heard something incredible. If his life were an SF genre, it would have been ridiculously hilarious.

An alien, or rather, a monster, chasing him to marry. Yeonhong looked normal, but Seonghyeok knew what lay beneath that shell. And Yeonhong was considerably accommodating towards him.

“Hey, let’s stop over there for a bit.”

“What… a piercing shop?”

At Yeonhong’s mention, Seonghyeok stopped the car. What was this guy thinking? Seonghyeok scrunched up his nose as Yeonhong dashed out and then came back.

“Seonghyeok, I don’t have money!”

“Of course, you freak.”

Seonghyeok tossed him three 50,000-won notes, threw away his half-smoked cigarette, and pulled out a fresh one. Yeonhong seemed busy choosing something, or was he just chatting with the clerk? Seonghyeok honked the horn loudly in frustration.

Shortly after, Yeonhong came out with a purchase.

“Here’s your change.”

“What’s that?”

“A piercing.”

“I know that. But why did you buy it? Suddenly felt like drilling holes in your body after seeing the gun?”

“What? No, this is for you to wear.”

“What?”

Yeonhong abruptly ran his hand over Seonghyeok’s smooth chest.

“Right here… I’ll do it.”

Seonghyeok couldn’t hold back and drew his gun, aiming it at Yeonhong’s head, but Yeonhong was quicker. He pinned Seonghyeok down, spread his shirt open to expose his chest, and pulled out a lighter from the man’s pocket.

That crazy fuck! Seonghyeok shouted as he aimed the gun at Yeonhong’s head, but the bullet missed with a bang. Yeonhong’s tentacles had wrapped around Seonghyeok’s wrist.

“The clerk told me how to do it, and here’s some alcohol swabs and a lighter…”

“You, you crazy fuck! Get off me or I’ll kill you!”

“But won’t it be uncomfortable to have just one side indented? I’ll hang on to it and pull it up every day for you.”

Seonghyeok’s shirt was completely pulled open, revealing his pale, plump chest. Only one nipple was deeply indented, as if embarrassed. Yeonhong waited no longer and licked across his chest.

Mmm, umm…! Seonghyeok couldn’t struggle due to his bound hands and legs and gasped for air. His eyes reddened as he clenched his teeth, spewing all kinds of curses.

He would shoot his head off, cut his neck and hang it from the ceiling, pop his eyes out and crush them, cut off his dick since pain was all the same…

If a normal person heard it, they’d have been terrified, but Yeonhong showed no change in expression. If anything, he actively kept sucking Seonghyeok’s breast, not stopping at all.

He tried to pull out the nipple with his fingers, then, when that didn’t work, he sucked it into his mouth. Each time, Seonghyeok’s tied body shook violently. Below, he was already soaked with pussy juice. Yeonhong bit down gently, and Seonghyeok arched his back, trembling.

“Hic!”

The popped-out nipple was unusually pale. Yeonhong cleaned it with an alcohol swab. Seonghyeok, no longer able to resist, looked down at him with eyes full of fear. He heated the piercing with a lighter, waited for it to reach the right temperature, then pierced the nipple in one go.

“Aah, ack!”

Seonghyeok threw his head back and swallowed his breath. An incredible mix of pain and pleasure rushed at him. His pants grew damp. Yeonhong muttered, seemingly regretful, “Did you wet yourself?”

“Huh, ugh…”

“What can you do, I’ll just quickly stick it in.”

Yeonhong’s tone, or perhaps his actions, were becoming more and more like Seonghyeok. Or had he always been like this? Without hesitation, the monster pulled down Seonghyeok’s pants and underwear and spread the drenched pussy lips, scraping the labia before plunging deep inside.

The clit was rubbed, and the sticky external fluids drew juice along with the glans in one ruthless motion.

The pain in the chest hadn’t even subsided when Yeonhong ruthlessly thrust his dick in, and Seonghyeok grabbed his hair, but it was futile.

Yeonhong pulled hard on the ringed nipple, causing Seonghyeok to scream in pain and bow his head. The physiological tears in his eyes indicated how painful it was.

Yeonhong kissed him, pushing his tentacle deep into his mouth. The tentacle, piercing through the uvula, delved past the throat into the esophagus.

Seonghyeok’s eyes rolled back instantly. He choked, unable to breathe properly, his face splattered with fluids. It seemed impossible even to breathe through his nose. It was like a parasite was sucking nutrients from his lungs.

And within the man’s tentacles, transparent eggs wriggled. Seonghyeok, his eyes wide and of different colors, could only watch. His dick madly thrusting while above, the alien leisurely transferred the eggs, unable to bite his tongue or shoot himself with his hands tied.

The tentacle descending from the esophagus settled in the stomach and began to lay eggs. Seonghyeok forcibly held back the urge to vomit, losing his mind to the continuous pleasure from below.

“Oooh, ugh, uck…”

Joo Seonghyeok gasped for air and passed out from the strangling tentacles. Lee Yeonhong slightly loosened the grip, then pulled on Joo Seonghyeok’s nipple rings, and when Joo Seonghyeok woke up, Lee Yeonhong pushed the tentacle eggs back into his mouth.

The eggs filled his esophagus and rolled around his mouth until, after the tentacles withdrew, Joo Seonghyeok bit into one. He spat out something strange that popped out onto the floor and immediately strangled Lee Yeonhong.

“Lee, you fucking asshole, what the hell are you doing to my body!”

“Didn’t you enjoy it?”

Look at this. Lee Yeonhong pointed at Joo Seonghyeok’s penis, which was still dribbling amidst their entangled bodies, trembling from excitement. Lee Yeonhong’s own penis, fully inserted into the vagina, was leaking semen that bubbled between the labia. He rubbed the joining part of his deeply inserted penis and the widely stretched vagina until Joo Seonghyeok’s strength faded.

“Ugh…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll only make you feel good now.”

Lee Yeonhong, looking nothing like a human with his sharp fangs and snake-like tongue, was too much for Joo Seonghyeok to handle mentally. Joo Seonghyeok spread his legs wide and clung onto Lee Yeonhong, his arousal intensifying. The car creaked loudly enough to be heard outside as it rocked with their movements, but no one cared.

“Ah, ah…!”

He rocked so hard he hit his head on the ceiling. The seat he was on seemed about to collapse to the floor. Lee Yeonhong thrust vigorously, churning inside the semen-filled vagina, wondering if he might even trigger an orgasm by stroking the clit and the nipple piercings simultaneously, which nearly drove Joo Seonghyeok mad. Saliva dripped as he threw his head back, exposing his neck.

Lee Yeonhong wet his neck, biting until he drew blood, then chewed and scratched until it marked, licking it afterwards to taste the blood. Lee Yeonhong was desperate to devour Joo Seonghyeok whole, a thought he dismissed since Joo was his bride. Instead, he licked Joo Seonghyeok’s torn earlobe.

Joo Seonghyeok’s eyes were half vacant, muttering something indecipherable, sounding like a Korean dialect, which Lee Yeonhong didn’t understand well. The word ‘ssib’ made it clear enough that Joo was cursing in pleasure. Lee Yeonhong admired his consistent nature.

Lee Yeonhong then handed Joo Seonghyeok a gun. Joo blinked in confusion as Lee pointed the gun barrel at his own earlobe and pulled the trigger. Bang! The loud noise left a bullet in the windshield and blood trickled from Lee’s ear. Joo Seonghyeok’s torn tissue mirrored his own.