IBPC | Chapter 7.3

Even as he protested, Seoyul’s hands never pushed Heegon away. Knowing this, Heegon continued to lick and taste Seoyul’s body while thrusting his fingers deeper. His thick, long fingers teased the most sensitive spots inside Seoyul, driving him wild.

“Your Highness… ahh…….”

Each time, Seoyul’s body trembled, and his breathing grew ragged. Heegon, finally satisfied, twisted his fingers deeper inside.

As Heegon’s fingers worked him open, Seoyul’s inner walls softened and relaxed, clamping down tightly around Heegon’s fingers. The sensation made Heegon’s own body heat up.

He wanted to pull his fingers out and plunge into Seoyul right then and there. But he wasn’t sure he could be gentle, and once he started, he doubted he could stop at just once. If Seoyul couldn’t ride the horse tomorrow, it would be a real headache. They couldn’t exactly walk back to the palace.

Heegon found it almost laughable that he was holding back his desires for these reasons. But he didn’t dwell on it too deeply. For now, he just wanted to see Seoyul’s white body reach its climax.

“I’m… going to… stop…….”

As Heegon worked diligently toward that goal, Seoyul’s body began to tremble, nearing its peak. Heegon pressed his fingers deeper, gripping Seoyul’s insides as if to pull him over the edge.

It didn’t take long before Seoyul, unable to hold back any longer, came with a choked moan. His body jerked briefly, and his release spilled out onto his stomach.

“Ha… haa……. Ha…….”

Seoyul’s breathing was ragged as he lay back, staring up at the unfamiliar ceiling. He had come from Heegon’s fingers before, during his heat cycle. But now…

He could definitely feel his body becoming more sensitive. Embarrassed, Seoyul covered his flushed face with his hands, trying to shake off the lingering pleasure. But Heegon grabbed his legs and lifted them.

“……?”

Startled, Seoyul lowered his hands and looked up at Heegon.

“Your Highness?”

Heegon didn’t respond. Instead, he pulled Seoyul’s knees apart and rubbed the mix of their fluids against Seoyul’s inner thighs. Before Seoyul could fully process what was happening, Heegon’s hardened length pressed between his thighs, sliding into the slick space.

“Ah… ah……?”

Heegon’s erection moved back and forth between Seoyul’s thighs, rubbing against his own length. Seoyul’s hands gripped the sheets as his hips twisted from the strange sensation.

“Your Highness, if you do this……. Ah…….”

Seoyul glanced down and saw the red tip of Heegon’s length appearing and disappearing between his thighs. The friction made Seoyul grip the sheets tighter.

“Haa…….”

Heegon tightened his grip on Seoyul’s knees, pulling them closer. Seoyul’s smooth calves rested on Heegon’s shoulders as Heegon looked down at him, savoring the sight.

He hadn’t planned to take Seoyul in a place like this—not in an inn, not properly cleaned, and on a bed that who knows how many people had used. But seeing Seoyul, drenched from the rain and exuding an irresistible allure, yet still looking up at him with innocent eyes, Heegon couldn’t hold back his darker desires. He needed to satisfy himself, even if only like this.

“This isn’t why I brought you here…….”

Heegon muttered as if making an excuse, then pulled Seoyul’s legs even tighter. Seoyul’s skin felt perfect under his hands, smooth and soft, making Heegon want to rub against every part of him.

It wasn’t as good as being inside Seoyul, but the sensation of his thighs around Heegon’s length wasn’t bad either.

“Ha… haa…….”

Heegon’s breathing grew rougher. Since this wasn’t actual penetration, he didn’t plan to drag it out too long, for both their sakes.

He continued thrusting between Seoyul’s thighs until they were red and raw, then finally spilled his release onto Seoyul’s stomach. For the first time since meeting Seoyul, his seed spilled outside rather than inside him.

Heegon released Seoyul’s legs and stroked himself a few more times, letting the mess drip down onto Seoyul’s abdomen. It was a sight to behold.

“…Haa.”

Heegon pressed his face against Seoyul’s white thighs, still wanting to push into that tight hole despite having just come. He forced himself to calm down, knowing he couldn’t afford to go further.

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“Think you can ride now?”

Pacheon approached Seoyul, who had come to the stables to prepare for riding. His suggestive remark made Seoyul turn around.

“Huh?”

“You looked like you were struggling with riding earlier.”

“Well, it was my first time yesterday… But after riding a few times, I’m getting the hang of it.”

Pacheon’s lips curled into a smile at Seoyul’s response.

“No, I meant your physical condition.”

“……?”

“This inn’s walls aren’t as soundproof as you’d think.”

Pacheon leaned in slightly and whispered to Seoyul. As the meaning of his words sank in, Seoyul’s face gradually turned red. Pacheon straightened up, watching him.

“Goodness, His Highness really… Even on a secret outing…”

“N-no, that’s not…!”

Pacheon covered his mouth with his hand, laughing as Seoyul stammered in embarrassment before raising his voice.

“We didn’t do anything yesterday!”

“…Hmm.”

Pacheon struggled to hold back his laughter as he looked at Seoyul’s beet-red face.

“Is that so? But if nothing happened and you still made those sounds, isn’t that even stranger?”

“……!!”

Pacheon smirked, his teasing gaze fixed on Seoyul. Seoyul gritted his teeth, his hand trembling as he raised it and smacked Pacheon’s shoulder.

“I’m serious, we didn’t do anything!”

And then.

“…….”

A pair of eyes watched them from a distance. It was Galjae, who had come early in the morning to fetch them. He kept his gaze fixed on Seoyul, who was talking to Pacheon, while cautiously glancing around.

His gaze was careful and secretive.

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Heegon, Pacheon, and Seoyul entered a grand mansion. The place they dismounted and entered was as luxurious and spacious as a palace.

“Where is this?”

As they passed through the gate, Seoyul asked Heegon, looking at the well-maintained landscape. Heegon glanced down at him.

“It’s the residence of the wealthiest merchant in this region.”

“A merchant?”

“Yes. We have business here…”

Heegon shifted his gaze from Seoyul to Pacheon.

“I’ll go alone. Wait here with him.”

Understanding Heegon’s silent signal, Pacheon stepped closer to Seoyul.

This was the residence of the head of the largest merchant guild in the Jinha Kingdom’s capital. Heegon had come here at the end of his secret outing to gather information about trade with neighboring countries, but it was also a place he hadn’t wanted to bring Seoyul to.

The head of this guild was also a well-known Yangin.

So Heegon planned to meet the guild leader alone, leaving Seoyul behind.

“It won’t take long.”

Seeing the person coming to greet him, Heegon entered alone. Seoyul remained in the beautifully landscaped garden, looking up at Pacheon as Heegon disappeared into the guest room. Pacheon smiled at him.

“He’ll be back soon. In the meantime, why don’t you check out the pond? There are many rare fish here, almost as impressive as those in the palace.”

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“Recently, the Great Kingdom has been actively trading with the Western Regions. The goods they bring in are surprisingly rare and useful.”

Heegon didn’t touch the tea offered by the guild leader. Instead, his eyes were fixed on the exotic items laid out before him.

He had heard that the Great Kingdom had been actively trading with the Western Regions lately, and the Jinha Kingdom was also gathering information about the Western Regions. Currently, they were importing goods from the Western Regions through the Great Kingdom, but Heegon was considering opening a new trade route.

So he had come to seek advice from this guild, which was the most active in foreign trade, and to receive goods from the Western Regions that the Great Kingdom was trading with.

As Heegon carefully examined the items from the Western Regions, the guild leader raised his gaze slightly. He glanced at Heegon’s expression before subtly probing.

“By the way, about what you mentioned last time…”

“……?”

Heegon, lost in thought, looked up at the guild leader’s sudden remark. The guild leader was smiling meaningfully, and Heegon felt an uneasy premonition. The guild leader glanced outside before lowering his voice.

“You were looking for an Eumin, weren’t you?”

At those cautious words, Heegon’s expression faltered in an uncharacteristic way.

“What did you just say…?”

“Didn’t you ask me about Eumins a long time ago? You were looking for a strong Eumin, right?”

Heegon pressed his lips together tightly as he looked at the guild leader. The guild leader’s eyes gleamed with greed.

“I’ve found that Eumin for you.”

The guild leader’s expectant reaction made Heegon blink slowly instead of responding. After a moment of silence, he spoke.

“You’ve found a strong Eumin?”

“Yes. As you know, I’m also a Yangin. I’m certain.”

The guild leader smiled brightly before raising his voice and calling out to the outside.

“Bring the Eumin here.”

At the guild leader’s command, Heegon’s heart began to pound.

A strong Eumin.

Before meeting Seoyul, Heegon had searched far and wide for an Eumin. But every lead had turned out to be a dead end, and he hadn’t held much hope beyond Pacheon.

The sudden news of an Eumin made his heartbeat echo in his ears.

Could it be another Eumin, not that boy—

The thought was so unexpected that he couldn’t believe it, and a sense of doubt began to rise.

“……?”

A scent wafted into Heegon’s nose. He looked up, his eyes flickering with unease, and stared toward the door.

It was the scent of an Eumin.

Heegon recognized it immediately. It was different from Seoyul’s scent, but instinctively, he knew. It was unmistakably the scent of an Eumin.

“Your Highness, you can sense it too, can’t you? This is the Eumin I’ve worked so hard to find.”

The guild leader’s voice barely registered in Heegon’s ears. He stared at the door with a guarded expression as the scent grew stronger. Then, with a creak, the door opened, and two men brought someone inside.

Whoosh— The intense scent of the Eumin hit Heegon like a wave, and his brow furrowed instantly.