RVN CH 11

“Look at this. I remember everything about you from one to ten, but you forgot everything. Ah! That’s so unfair.”

“What are you talking about…? What do you mean I forgot?”

“I’m starting to feel a little hurt. What should I do?”

His grinning face and the words he spoke so easily were hard to comprehend.

I forgot about that brat? No way. There was no chance I wouldn’t remember someone with such a striking appearance, and there was no way I would forget those unique, jewel-like eyes.

Then why was this brat acting so confident, pretending to know me? And why did I feel such an unsettling sense of déjà vu?

“Well, it can’t be helped. I’ll just have to kindly remind you of everything until you remember it all.”

With a smirk, Raven suddenly grabbed Renault’s shirt. His hands were rough as they gripped and pulled at the already tattered fabric. Unlike his smiling face, his actions were filled with irritation.

“What the hell are you doing?!”

Startled, Renault barely managed to raise his worn-out hands and grab Raven’s wrist.

“You need guiding, don’t you? Or what? Do you want to go on a rampage like this?”

“Just hold my hand. Don’t touch me unnecessarily!”

“Oh? From the way you’re shouting, it looks like you have enough energy to spare. But what should I do? I’m not going to guide you the way you want—I’ll do it the way I want.”

Raven’s eyes, filled with amusement, suddenly gleamed with a cruel light. His strong hand clenched tightly around Renault’s half-ripped shirt. In one swift motion, the fabric was completely torn apart and flung away. The same fate quickly befell his pants and underwear.

Renault, too exhausted to move, could only watch Raven’s actions in dismay. He exhaled heavily, his gaze filled with sharp resentment as he glared at the other man.

“You crazy bastard, what the hell do you think you’re doing—”

“Guiding?”

“Cut the bullshit!”

“If it sounds like nonsense to you, that’s too bad. What? Are you thinking of using your second ability again? If you do that in your current state, you’re dead for real this time. Even I wouldn’t be able to save you.”

Raven spoke in a flat tone. Renault’s weak struggle halted for a moment. Wait, what…? A stuttering sound escaped his lips in shock. It was an unconscious reaction, purely out of surprise.

“What are you so surprised about?”

“…….”

“Because I know you’ve been hiding another ability?”

Raven let out another smirk as he casually pried into Renault’s secrets. Even as he watched the man leisurely remove his black turtleneck, Renault couldn’t find the words to say. His lips felt sealed shut.

How did he know? No one knew about this secret, so how did that damn brat find out? No—just who the hell was he?

“That’s why I followed you to the scene today. You went out with such a shitty team, completely unaware that an A-class monster was lurking there. I figured that if you were cornered, you’d end up revealing your hidden ability.”

“…….”

“My guess was right, but unfortunately, I didn’t get to see what it was. I blinked, and by the time I looked again, everything was already over. Next time, can you show me properly?”

“You… who the hell are you?”

Renault’s face had gone pale. He wanted to feign ignorance, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t control himself. His breath came in ragged gasps that made his chest heave.

Maybe it was because he was on the verge of a rampage. Or maybe it was because he was so gravely injured that even breathing hurt. Or perhaps—perhaps it was because, for the first time in years, he was standing naked in front of another man.

He didn’t know. His mind was too clouded to think straight.

“What do you mean? I’m your guide. The guide you so cruelly forgot.”

“Ha, fuck off.”

“I’ll move when the guiding is over, don’t worry.”

His playful tone and relaxed attitude didn’t match his supposedly young age of twenty-one. Renault frowned deeply at the sight of Raven casually unbuttoning his pants. His intentions were obvious. A curse rose from Renault’s throat.

“If you take this any further, I’ll slit your damn throat.”

“Why? You like this, don’t you?”

Raven tilted his head as if genuinely puzzled. Shamelessly, he wrapped his hand around his length and began stroking himself with an innocent expression. Renault’s brows furrowed in disgust.

“You’ve been spewing nonsense since earlier—”

“I told you, I remember everything about you. Every last detail. And I know for a fact—you fucking love getting fucked.”

Raven lowered his head close, whispering the words like a secret. Renault went completely silent, his face turning an even paler shade. The dream he had just before waking up this morning flickered vividly before his eyes once again.

In that dream, he was being ruthlessly pounded by a man. Far from resisting, he had been lost in pleasure, desperately rocking his hips, moaning, and begging for more. And he knew—it hadn’t just been a dream. It was a fragmented memory from the past.

A secret no one else knew. Once. Just once, he had been taken by a man. It had happened when he was on the verge of going berserk/rampage—when he had needed guiding… just like now.

“No way…”

Renault stared blankly at Raven, who was now so close their noses almost touched. This couldn’t be real. That night, that experience—it had been his first and only time. There was no way this bastard could know about it. Because…

“It was five years ago… That happened five years ago.”

Renault muttered absentmindedly as he stared at Raven with wide, unfocused eyes. Raven’s lips curved into a slow, radiant smile. His handsome face looked almost angelic as his eyes arched softly.

But within those jewel-like irises lay a raw, unfiltered hunger—an unmistakable desire to devour him whole. A chill ran down Renault’s spine.

“Do you remember now?”

Raven beamed.

Renault’s head throbbed dully. No. This couldn’t be real. This didn’t make any sense. That night had happened five years ago, and this bastard had said he was twenty-one now. That meant five years ago, he would’ve been sixteen. Which meant—

“No… No way. I… with a minor—”

Raven burst into loud laughter as he observed Renault, who had turned pale. He bent his head down, shoulders shaking as he laughed uncontrollably. His black, curly hair swayed wildly before Renault’s eyes, making his head spin even more.

After laughing for a good while, Raven finally lifted his head. His eyes were even teary from laughing so hard. The sight of it made Renault’s anger flare. Even though he hadn’t been in his right mind at the time, he was still agonizing over whether he had committed something illegal—yet this bastard was laughing like that right in front of him.

“Say it clearly. If you really were that guy… then back then, you were only sixteen!”

“Yeah, I was sixteen.”

“Fuck…”

Renault took a sharp breath, his face turning pale once again. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say he felt like he might actually faint. The pain coursing through his battered body was momentarily forgotten in the face of sheer shock. How could this be possible?

It had been his first time. His first experience with guiding through mucosal contact, the first time he had tangled with another man, the first time his body had been so thoroughly wrecked. And after that, it never happened again. But to think that his partner back then had been this rude brat. Worse yet, that brat had been a sixteen-year-old minor!

While Renault struggled to process the revelation, Raven slowly straightened his back, letting out a chuckle. Then, with a smirk, he wrapped his hand around his shaft, lazily stroking it. “You nearly killed me from laughing too hard,” he muttered in a complaining tone, though his voice barely registered in Renault’s ears.

“I know one of your secrets, so should I tell you one of mine?”

He asked in a low voice as he gripped Renault’s thighs and spread them apart. His heated length rubbed against the tightly closed entrance, pressing insistently against it.

A searing sensation coursed through him, making his hips flinch reflexively. His body trembled ever so slightly, as if it had been waiting for this moment, remembering that night five years ago with painful clarity.

“I’m… older than you think. Quite a bit older, actually. I haven’t been living on the same timeline as you guys.”

“…What?”

“That’s all for my secret. Now, it’s time for your guiding, darling.”

Raven cut off Renault’s stunned reaction by pressing a hand over his mouth, responding with teasing ease. Then, without leaving room for protest, he grabbed onto Renault’s hip bones with a firm grip.

“Cry out for me, just like you did back then. I’ll swallow up every sound.”

His rough, lust-laden voice sent a shiver down Renault’s spine. He barely had time to react before a thick, heavy length forced its way inside, stretching him open without warning.

His body tensed, convulsing uncontrollably. A short, broken cry spilled from his lips. The scorching heat filling him to the brim sent a dizzying shock up his spine. A pleasure beyond his control.