Chapter 22: The Aftermath

Seonwoo licked his lips as he watched Jinho with his mouth full. The sight of him struggling with the large member in his small mouth was both adorable and amusing—it seemed to ease the excitement that had risen to his scalp.

Unlike Seonwoo, who had used potent drugs before though not recently, Jinho was clearly experiencing this for the first time—he was losing his mind and demanding pleasure. From his actions, he didn’t even seem to have the presence of mind to use his own hands.

The way he pleaded for pleasure with tear-filled eyes was exactly like a cat in heat. He was already rubbing himself against the floor—what more did he want? Seonwoo smiled mischievously and whispered to Jinho.

“Relax your jaw and use your tongue.”

As he commanded while stroking around his ear and neck, Jinho tried to follow—clumsily, but the effort was so adorable it was maddening. His skill was terrible, but that was part of the fun. My Butterfly was a beginner, so I had to take it slow, slow. Just as Seonwoo thought that, the moment a single tear fell from Jinho’s eye, he felt his reason fly away and grabbed his hair.

Startled by the sudden pain, Jinho’s head tilted back as it was pulled—then roughly shoved back into Seonwoo’s groin at his gesture. When the member—far larger than average—thrust into his throat without warning, Jinho gagged and struggled. Seonwoo put more force into the hand gripping his hair and tilted Jinho’s head all the way back.

“Ugh, ah… it hurts. Can’t… breathe…”

As soon as the choking member was withdrawn, Jinho gagged and shed tears drop by drop. Once he’d caught his breath somewhat, even with his hair still gripped, he shook his head side to side and muttered.

“I don’t want this. It hurts, it hurts.”

Seonwoo looked down at him silently, then leaned down and lightly kissed his tear-streaked eye as he whispered.

“Kim Jinho. Behave if you don’t want it to get harder.”

And as soon as he finished speaking, he shoved his member back into Jinho’s mouth.

“Ugh, ghk… keh…”

Rough pistoning followed. As if giving him no chance to resist, Seonwoo moved his head back and forth roughly, unconcerned by Jinho’s gagging and choking.

“I told you not to fight it. Try that one more time and see what happens.”

Jinho looked up at Seonwoo, who was pressing down on his member, and opened his sore mouth wider—but only pursed his lips. Scared, hurting, suffocating. Those thoughts filled his mind entirely. Yet strangely, his body grew hotter. Unconsciously, Jinho thrust his hips and came a second time.

“Hah… Did you come from being stepped on, Butterfly? Haha, you’re really adorable.”

Seonwoo licked his lips and pressed Jinho’s head firmly toward his groin.

“But who said you could come whenever you wanted?”

“Ugh…”

Jinho, distressed by the glans filling his throat, raised his hand from the floor and struck Seonwoo’s thigh. The more he did, the more Seonwoo pressed down on the back of his head with even more force, as if daring him to try again.

Jinho soon realized it was useless and stopped hitting, placing his hands obediently on Seonwoo’s thighs. Forced to squeeze his eyes shut and endure the rising nausea, Min Seonwoo smiled softly and swept back his sweat-soaked bangs.

“Butterfly, is it too hard? Should we stop now?”

At the return of his gentle tone, Jinho cautiously opened his eyes. The hand pressing his head was still there, but at least his expression was the Seonwoo he knew. Overcome by sudden sorrow, Jinho started crying again. With his head barely moving, feeling like he’d throw up at any slight motion, he could only blink desperately.

Seonwoo whispered “Then just hold on a little” and put force back into the hand gripping his hair, pistoning into Jinho’s throat. After some time of rough thrusting—when Jinho’s mouth had gone numb—Seonwoo let out a long breath and tapped Jinho’s cheek.

“Jin—, ho-yah. Swallow it. Got it? You can do that, right?”

Jinho blinked, not even understanding what that meant. Seonwoo, planning to do as he pleased regardless of the answer, thrust the glans deep into his throat and came freely. Of course, he had no intention of pulling out until it was all swallowed.

“Ah, you’re awake?”

I opened my eyes, blinded by sunlight—and strangely, Min Seonwoo was right in front of me.

Why is he at my house? I racked my brain but couldn’t remember—so I sat up first. Only then did I realize this was an impossibly large room that could never be mine, and the bedsheets I’d changed myself yesterday were on the bed.

No wonder the bed felt so comfortable. Anyway, I’m tired…. I want to sleep more….

“I’ve prepared a toothbrush, so go brush your teeth. I need to apply some medicine.”

I smiled dopily at Min Seonwoo in my drowsy state and tried to burrow back into the bed—but my plan didn’t seem to work. He slipped his arm under my armpit and propped me up by my back.

I relaxed my whole body and threw my head back, but instead of letting go, he used his other hand to massage the back of my neck while sitting me up—so I gave up and sat up straight.

But medicine? What medicine? My head still wasn’t working right. My jaw was throbbing for some reason, and my mouth felt raw and stinging.

As I woke up, the pain registered fully and intensified.

This isn’t just throbbing—it feels like my jaw’s about to dislocate! I gently swept my tongue around my mouth—it was completely raw. Annoyed by the sudden pain, I moved as Min Seonwoo guided me and reached the bathroom.

Let’s wash up first and think when I’m clear-headed.

And shortly after, I stopped brushing and let out an incredibly loud scream. f*ck! Mixed with curses.

“How’s your mouth?”

“Not great, a little—hyung. I was talking about something else.”

I was seriously confronting him, but this f*cking bastard kept changing the subject. Yes, my mouth hurts—but I asked you about something more important, you bastard. I asked about the shameless things you did to me yesterday, you fucker!

This wasn’t the reaction I wanted. I’d thought that if I confronted him about the memories that came back while swallowing toothpaste water, this bastard would get on his knees and beg for forgiveness—but Min Seonwoo sitting in front of me was just smiling and talking about other things.

Why is he so calm? How can he make that face after doing something so vile to a grown man?!

“Fellatio, it was fellatio! You made me do it yesterday!”

Grabbing my hair and forcing it! Shoving it down my throat! I remember everything! I slapped the desk and yelled at him.

“Hmm—. That’s just how it turned out.”

Min Seonwoo’s face was utterly composed. What is he saying?

“What do you mean ‘how it turned out’? Min Seonwoo sunbae-nim, I didn’t think you were like this, you f*cking— No, that’s not it. Ah, seriously, don’t make that face. This is canceled! Wait, that’s not it—this isn’t the time for you to be making faces, hyung!”

Whether I raised my voice or not, Min Seonwoo remained completely unruffled—except for frowning when I cursed. Scared by that, I made excuses, then realized this wasn’t the time and quickly snapped back into interrogation mode.

“It was an unavoidable situation.”

“What ‘unavoidable situation’?! Even if we were excited from taking some strange drug, there were clearly other options!”

At that, Min Seonwoo’s head tilted slightly from its fixed position.

“What options?”

“Well, uh… Ah! Separating and dealing with it individually, or taking a cold shower. There are plenty of ways!”

“But Jinho-ssi was the one who rubbed yourself against my hand first.”

“……”

I had nothing to say. Min Seonwoo kept arguing back with such confidence—and what he said made sense when I thought about it. But clearly, the fault was his, not mine. Somehow, I had a feeling I was going to lose.

…At that moment, I really had needed to rub against something. I wanted to cum but my hands were tied—so frustrating I felt like I was dying.

Realizing that, I shot back with a sense of injustice.

“Th—then why did you hold my hands!”

“If I hadn’t, Jinho-ssi would have stripped off all your clothes right there.”

And again, his answer left me silently shutting my mouth. That was also true. Damn it….

“What the hell was that drug anyway?”

“My cousins put it there as a prank. Those ‘mix-ups’ from before were probably their doing too. I have no excuse for that.”

Even the shameless Min Seonwoo, who had been so brazen, dropped the corners of his mouth this time—he really did seem sorry.

“Though it’s a strong aphrodisiac, I also regret that you lost your senses.”

His voice was so deflated that somehow sympathy welled up in me. Should I just accept it and stop confronting him at this point…?

No, no. I had my mouth completely raw and my jaw feeling like it would dislocate from what he did—I couldn’t just let this slide. Honestly, I’d also released myself on his hand, but that wasn’t comparable to releasing in my mouth. Though hazy, I remembered him forcing me to swallow his semen too. Was I going to let that slide?

“Still, I really can’t understand. Even if you were too excited to help it, hyung forced me to swallow your—that—multiple times!”

“That—? Ah! You mean the semen? There’s a reason for that. That drug actually only subsides after swallowing semen.”

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