Chapter 49: The Morning After Ruin

Go Ha-jin tried to close his thighs together even while knowing it was impossible.

Smack!

Instead, the sharp slap against his thigh only forced his legs farther apart than before. The sound startled him, but honestly, it didn’t hurt. It just felt… strange. Something subtly different from pain.

Though the sting landed on his thigh, he instinctively covered his exposed c*ck with one hand and protested anyway.

“Ah, that hurts!”

“And what exactly are you glaring at me for? Move your hand. Want me to spread you wider?”

‘What the hell was this bastard so irritated about…?’

Chae Woo-seok’s tone was harsh enough to leave no room for negotiation. It didn’t sound playful at all.

When Ha-jin hesitated and slowly moved his hand away, Woo-seok seemed annoyed even by that sluggish response. He shoved a pillow beneath Ha-jin’s hips himself and spread his thighs open with his own hands.

“Don’t move.”

“W-what are you- ah!”

What Woo-seok was doing was humiliating beyond words. He exposed only Ha-jin’s lower body as though preparing him for some sort of examination, spreading his legs shamelessly apart. With his hips raised high, Woo-seok lowered his gaze toward somewhere obvious.

But before embarrassment could fully hit him, pain bloomed from the sensitive opening below, forcing his legs to twitch shut instinctively.

“Stay still. They said this needs to be applied or it’ll hurt worse.”

Ha-jin hadn’t realized it earlier because his entire body hurt so badly, but the moment Woo-seok’s finger slid inside him, he understood.

More than anywhere else, this place had suffered the worst.

It felt like disinfectant touching scraped skin, hot, stinging, irritating.

Naturally, Woo-seok showed no intention of going easy on him. He coated his finger heavily with the ointment from the night before and slowly pushed it into the tightly closed entrance.

“Ugh… hnng…”

‘What a ridiculous hole.’

After swallowing something that huge last night, now it was pretending innocence again. As though it had never been p*netrated before, it squeezed greedily around even a single finger.

And today it felt even hotter and softer than yesterday.

There was still some tightness, but thanks to the ointment, it wasn’t a problem.

“Ah, stop…!”

Woo-seok curled his finger, carefully spreading the ointment along every fold inside. Once the tension seemed to ease slightly, he briefly wondered if he should add another finger.

As he slowly rotated the one already inside, he considered it seriously.

“P-please! Stop, ahh…!”

Just as he pressed a second finger against the entrance, Ha-jin grabbed at his wrist desperately enough to bring Woo-seok back to his senses.

Only then did reality click.

No matter how fine Ha-jin looked outwardly, he was technically injured.

What the hell was he thinking, getting carried away with someone in this condition?

By now Ha-jin’s voice had grown breathy and heated again. Woo-seok thought maybe he really had been hurting after all, until he noticed something strange when he looked up.

“I’m applying medicine. They said if you don’t use this properly, things could get serious. Might end up unusable forever.”

Slowly moving the finger inside him back and forth, Woo-seok delivered a half-lie.

Why torment someone who was injured?

Because the guy currently leaking clear fluid from his painfully e*ect c*ck hardly looked like someone suffering.

Besides, it wasn’t completely false. Kim Oh-hyun really had told him to apply the ointment carefully. The instructions recommended attaching a tube and squeezing the medicine inside directly, but honestly, using fingers to spread it thoroughly seemed more effective.

Like this.

“Ah… even so… ngh!”

Ha-jin’s heart nearly dropped at Woo-seok’s words.

So there really was damage after all.

Considering the monstrous thing that had ravaged him last night, maybe being fine would’ve been stranger.

But the bigger problem was his own body.

At first, the stinging pain from the finger entering him had dominated everything. Yet as the slick ointment spread along his inner walls, the pain faded rapidly, only for a*ousal to take its place.

The deeper inside him grew unbearably sensitive and itchy.

“But you’re hard even while I’m treating you. Calling this thing a c*ck is generous.”

In bright daylight, Ha-jin’s body was even more striking.

How could someone’s skin possibly be that pale?

His useless little b*lls hung beneath him like decorative ornaments attached to his e*ection. The c*ck itself looked barely thicker than two fingers pressed together, twitching helplessly every time Woo-seok’s finger th*ust inside and smearing prec*m across his stomach.

“Just a little… ahh…”

The way he begged without understanding how dangerous that sounded…

For a moment Woo-seok seriously considered coating his own erection with ointment and shoving it inside too. Technically, that would still count as “applying medicine.”

But he discarded the idea immediately.

At this point he might genuinely ruin him.

And then…

He’d never get to feel that tight hole greedily sucking him in again.

Clicking his tongue in disappointment, he instead pushed one finger deeper a bit more roughly. By now the opening had already begun leaking slick fluid of its own, accepting him without resistance.

Which only made his movements speed up further.

“Ah- hnng!”

Ha-jin’s hips lifted sharply off the bed, nearly arching his entire lower body into the air. Clear liquid shot from his c*ck like water. Probably because of last night, the amount was pitifully small, as though squeezed out by force.

Only after the o*gasm completely subsided did Woo-seok finally stop moving.

Even then, withdrawing his finger felt absurdly disappointing.

The reddened opening that had been taking his fingers was now coated with ointment and slick fluid, white bubbles forming around the entrance.

How could he not regret letting it go?

“You’re really c*mming while getting medicine applied?”

“…”

“You seriously need to be punished.”

Now Ha-jin knew perfectly well Woo-seok was talking nonsense. What kind of lunatic treated injuries like this?

But there was enough truth mixed in that he couldn’t even argue.

And honestly…

The slow withdrawal of those fingers left him feeling strangely empty.

As though something important had suddenly disappeared.

Woo-seok left the bed looking genuinely annoyed, then returned a moment later carrying something unfamiliar. He positioned Ha-jin again just like before, grabbing one ankle and spreading his legs wide.

“Ah!”

“Stay still before I actually get mad.”

Again, Ha-jin couldn’t understand why Woo-seok seemed so furious.

The man was impossible to read.

But there wasn’t much time to dwell on it. A warm sensation touched the cleft between his thighs.

“I-it really hurts…”

“Then maybe don’t grind against someone while they’re trying to treat you.”

“What are you talking about? I never- ahh…!”

At first he thought it was manageable.

But the moment the hot towel brushed against him, the pain flared back to life.

The ointment must have dulled it earlier. Judging by how much it hurt from something as simple as warm fabric touching him, he definitely wasn’t in good condition.

Ignoring every complaint, Woo-seok cleaned both the mess at the back and the front still sticky with dried fluids. Then he reapplied the ointment once more before Ha-jin could become distracted by any other sensations again.

“Lie still and sleep. I have to go to work.”

“…Have a good day.”

Still grumbling irritably, Woo-seok even pulled the blanket over him before leaving the room.

Seriously…

What the hell was wrong with that guy?

He was impossible to understand.

****

“Dad, are we really just letting the second son get away with this? Isn’t this too much? He’s insane.”

“…Keep it down. You’re giving me a headache.”

Lee Ah-seong scolded Chae Jae-yi, but inwardly agreed.

Perhaps he’d been too lenient with that young omega.

Otherwise, how dare he refuse to show his face after being invited to lunch, sending only a message through Chae Woo-seok claiming he was sick?

When they called for Go Ha-jin, it was Woo-seok who answered instead, immediately snapping about why they were bothering someone who was ill.

Lee Ah-seong had nearly laughed in disbelief.

That insolent omega’s arrogance had clearly crossed the line.

“This won’t do. Let’s go.”

Lee Ah-seong headed to Ha-jin’s house with Chae Jae-yi and Tae Seol in tow.

Today, he had no intention of letting things slide.

Skipping breakfast after being told it wasn’t necessary was one thing, but refusing even to appear at lunch when elders were present?

He couldn’t allow such disrespectful behavior to continue unchecked.

He’d planned to “manage” the omega gradually, but perhaps it was better to start earlier.

People without manners needed discipline.

“At least look at the state of this house. What a mess.”

The moment he stepped inside, Chae Jae-yi immediately began criticizing. The house was spotless, with nothing genuinely worth nitpicking, but he disliked Go Ha-jin enough to see flaws regardless.

“Hey! Aren’t you coming out? An elder arrives and you can’t even show your face?”

Lee Ah-seong stayed quiet for now.

Jae-i was particularly talented at causing scenes like this.

Sure enough, he stormed through the house noisily the moment he entered.

But even after several minutes, there was no response.

Eventually Team Leader Yang quietly approached and tattled that Go Ha-jin was still asleep in his room.

At this hour.

Nearly lunchtime.

“Get out here right now!”

Bang!

The bedroom door rattled violently beneath Jae-yi’s pounding fists, and after a moment the door slowly creaked open.

Lee Ah-seong was already considering exactly how to deal with this insolent omega.

“Welc- cough… ome…”

But the moment Go Ha-jin emerged from the room, every word died in their throats.

Not just Lee Ah-seong.

Chae Jae-yi and Tae Seol froze too.

One of the servants even gasped aloud.

“Oh my!”

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