Chapter 37: The Price of a Promise

The sound of water dripping from the showerhead echoed loudly.

It felt wonderful to finally use a bathroom with warm water pouring out again after so long.

But—

“Ah.”

Kneeling naked on the cold tiles of the bathtub floor was not exactly comfortable.

“Hyung, why are you trembling?”

Han Jun brushed his fingers along my eyes and chin.

When I glanced up, I saw him sitting on the edge of the tub, surrounded by thick steam.

His legs were slightly spread, the well-defined muscles of his body shifting under his skin.

His black hair glistened wet, and his bronze skin made him look arrogant and indecently attractive.

I don’t know whose son he is, but he really turned out well.

Even his expression when aroused looked good.

Watching him breathe heavily somehow made the space between my own legs ache too.

While he looked like that, impressive and confident—

I was crouched humiliatingly in front of him with my head buried between his legs.

It made me realize how unfair the world was.

The dripping water made my eyes keep closing.

“Mmph.”

“Taste good?”

Of course it didn’t.

It didn’t taste good at all.

My jaw was aching from keeping my mouth open for so long.

My lips and throat, which were filled with him, burned painfully.

When my face twisted from the discomfort, Han Jun let out a low laugh.

“Try swallowing a little more.”

I was already doing my best to take as much of him as possible, but Han Jun pulled my face closer anyway.

If he pushed any deeper, I would probably gag.

With teary eyes, I looked up at him.

My throat bobbed helplessly, trying to signal that I couldn’t handle more.

“Mmm.”

“Ha… what’s with that expression? You look cute.”

Han Jun stared down at my face and narrowed his brows.

At first glance it looked like anger.

But I knew that expression meant he was close.

“Hyung, can I finish on your face?”

“Ugh.”

“Hm? Is that a yes?”

Even if I frowned and turned my head, it didn’t matter.

Han Jun had already pulled himself out of my mouth and began moving his hand roughly above my face.

I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt him hovering above me.

Running away would only make the ordeal longer.

Warm liquid splattered across my face.

I could feel his intense gaze watching me the entire time.

Even after finishing, he was still hard.

He rubbed himself against my face, smearing the mess he had made, even pressing against my tightly closed lips.

“I’ll help you too. Stand up.”

“I’m tired. I’m fine.”

“What did you even do today to be tired?”

Is he seriously looking down on me like that?

Did he already forget that I healed him earlier today?

This ungrateful bastard.

“I—I fought hard today too!”

You have no idea how much I grew today.

My eyes lit up as I tried to tell him about what happened earlier.

“Jun, I got powers too.”

“Hmm.”

But he wasn’t really listening.

Han Jun was too busy staring between my legs.

“I don’t think it’s just healing. I can see people’s energy, and the future! Yeah, I think I can see the future. Soon there’s going to be a giant monster as big as a building—”

“Stop the nonsense and move your hand.”

Horny bastard.

Han Jun tapped my hand away with his foot.

But I kept covering myself with both hands and turned my head away.

Most of the time we had done things like this in the car, a tent, or outside somewhere.

Doing it in a proper hotel bathroom felt strangely different.

More intimate… and more stimulating somehow.

The order of things might have been backwards, but what could we do?

Our relationship had started outdoors from the beginning.

Just the feeling of being in a different place made me feel like I might finish just from his touch.

Not that I didn’t already finish quickly normally.

But today it felt even stronger.

If I finished too quickly, Han Jun would definitely tease me again.

So I stubbornly protected myself.

“Hyung, you’re hard.”

“I’m not.”

“As if. Or did you already finish?”

He knew me too well.

I shook my head quickly.

But that probably just made it look more suspicious.

“I—I didn’t!”

“You touched yourself.”

He crouched down in front of me.

I was kneeling politely with my legs closed, covering myself.

Han Jun tilted his head and stared down at me.

His gaze felt scorching.

“Move your hand.”

“W-why.”

“Who told you to touch yourself alone?”

Now he was complaining about that too.

If I kept resisting, I knew exactly what he would say next.

“I listened to you today. Why aren’t you listening to me?”

Sigh. Same line again.

But I couldn’t argue with him.

I didn’t know whether I had trained Han Jun or if he had trained me.

But I knew one thing for sure—

If I went along with him now, tomorrow would be easier for me.

So I slowly moved my hands away.

Han Jun squinted as he looked between my legs.

Without saying anything, he pulled me up from the floor and made me brace against the bathtub wall.

With one hand he grabbed my hardened length.

With the other he spread my cheeks.

“I wonder how many fingers will fit today.”

Hearing that, I felt a sense of danger.

Today might be risky.

Outside, the location and lack of proper lubricant made things difficult.

But here was a hotel.

The place was comfortable, and there was nothing lacking in preparation.

A terrible feeling crept into my chest that tonight something serious might happen.

I trembled slightly and looked back at him with pleading eyes, biting my lower lip.

“Jun… do you have to use your fingers?”

His fingers pressed insistently at my entrance, as if they were about to push in at any moment.

Every time he pressed there, my body twitched.

“You like it.”

“I—I don’t. It feels weird.”

“Really? You seemed to like it last time. Let’s try again.”

He never accepted no as an answer.

His fingers pushed past the tight opening.

Coated with plenty of lubricant, they slid inside easily.

“Ah.”

The finger pushing all the way in made my heels lift involuntarily.

My body rose as if trying to escape.

But Han Jun whispered in my ear.

“Doesn’t seem like you hate it. You’re taking it pretty well.”

He moved my length up and down while saying it.

As if to prove it, he even slapped it lightly with his palm.

“Ah!”

My body jumped reflexively.

Han Jun didn’t care.

He focused entirely on invading me.

One finger became two.

Then three.

I couldn’t even stop him, only clenching my thighs tightly.

At some point, my body trembled violently and I reached climax.

I gasped for breath like I had just finished running.

My legs nearly collapsed from the weakness.

“See? You like it.”

“Haa… Jun… it feels like I’m going to tear.”

“You won’t tear. It’s going in perfectly.”

The sensation of being stretched open felt unbearably strange.

But Han Jun just shrugged as he watched my body take his fingers deeper.

“I think it’ll fit now.”

He murmured seductively while moving his fingers.

I instantly understood what he meant and shook my head in panic.

“Just the tip. Only a little.”

His low voice echoed through the bathroom, making me nervous.

When he said just the tip, I couldn’t help worrying he might push all the way in.

He stopped touching me and grabbed my wrists against the wall.

Holding them as if telling me not to move, he slowly pressed his body against mine.

So today was finally the day.

I never expected it like this.

Han Jun had always looked like he was waiting for the moment, but today it seemed like he finally drew the blade.

His rough breathing brushed my ear.

“Ah… Jun… just a little, okay? Slowly… alright? Okay?”

Fear made me urge him for reassurance.

If I didn’t know how big he was, maybe I wouldn’t be this afraid.

But I had seen it clearly—and even had it in my mouth earlier.

My mind swirled with fear and excitement.

My heart pounded loudly, and heat rushed into my face.

His solid body pressed against my back made my breathing uneven.

“Jun, Jun… really… only a little, okay?”

“I told you. Relax.”

“Are you doing it now? When? Tell me before you—ah… I don’t think I’m mentally prepared yet.”

“Hyung, shut up. You’re ruining the mood.”

Even if I ruined the mood, I couldn’t help it.

The moment I thought would come suddenly rushed toward me—but slower than expected.

The thick head of him rubbed between my cheeks before pressing slowly against the entrance.

“Ah—Jun.”

Because he moved so slowly, the sensation of being stretched open felt even clearer.

My breath caught.

He kept pushing steadily inside.

“Ah—! You said only a little!”

I pressed my body against the wall, trying to escape.

But that was useless.

Han Jun followed easily, kissing the back of my neck as if calming me.

“Ha… hyung, it’s really just a little. Check if you want.”

He pulled my hand back toward my backside.

I felt around and touched where we were joined.

Only the tip had entered.

“…It really is just a little… ah…”

It was true.

But if even this little already felt overwhelming, what would happen later?

My vision darkened with dread.

“Then try spreading it with your hand. It might go in easier.”

He said something completely ridiculous.

Spread it?

As if that would help.

While I flailed in confusion, Han Jun slowly began moving his hips.

The more he pushed in, the more my body tensed.

If I relaxed even slightly, it felt like I would collapse completely downward.

So I stood on my trembling toes, trying to endure it.

“Hm? Try spreading it.”

“N-no. Pull it out now.”

“Hyung. Hurry.”

When I stubbornly kept my eyes shut, he simply used his own hands to spread me wider.

I could feel the flesh of my backside pulled apart in his grip.

“Looks nice.”