Chapter 54: I Think I’ll Take That Painting

“Ah- ahh…!”

‘What is this?’

Ha-jin felt his waist tense so hard it seemed his spine might twist. The arms supporting his upper body gave out. The sensation against such an intimate place was that shocking.

It was hot, far too hot. Something wet and smooth brushed against the opening and the surrounding skin. He couldn’t even turn his head to look.

It sounded almost like kissing.

That couldn’t be right, and yet it felt as though the opening was being drawn somewhere.

“Mm… ngh…”

Whenever he tried to ask what was happening, only broken m*ans came out.

To make matters worse, something slick began stroking across the sensitive spot. It moved from top to bottom, then from bottom to top again and again. Then it would pull as though sucking at him.

His back arched, raising his hips even higher. His thighs spread wider. Lifted upward, the opening was positioned perfectly.

Woo-seok eagerly pressed his tongue against it.

The tight entrance resisted at first as if refusing intrusion, but the moment his tongue pushed inside, it trembled and welcomed him instead.

He pressed harder with the tip of his tongue.

He knew he couldn’t truly reach deep inside, but greed stirred within him. Just a little more. He wanted to taste deeper.

“S-stop… it feels strange… ah…!”

Another lie.

His mouth said stop, but his body told a different story.

Sweetness spilled freely. Fluid rich with pheromones coated Woo-seok’s tongue. The scent filling his mouth only intensified his thirst.

When he sealed his lips around the opening and sucked gently, a little escaped.

When he pushed his tongue insistently inside, even more flowed.

No matter how much he drank, it wasn’t enough.

His thirst only deepened.

Like a starving beast, he lost himself in it, sucking again and again. Even when Ha-jin tried to crawl away, Woo-seok easily held him in place with one arm around his waist.

“Ngh… stop… ah…!”

Though his voice sounded desperate, his resistance was weak.

The sensation inside him felt strangely alive, as though something soft and warm was moving of its own will. It writhed against the inner walls, stimulating every nerve it touched. Even though it remained near the entrance, the unfamiliar feeling was intensely arousing.

It was different from the hard intrusion of the previous night.

His lower abdomen tightened heavily.

“See? Doesn’t it look like you’re still in pretty bad shape?”

Ha-jin could barely think anymore.

All he knew was that he missed the heat whenever it pulled away.

Woo-seok noticed it too.

The entrance that had once clenched shut now relaxed visibly, opening and closing as if pleading for something to fill it. Wet with saliva, it glistened. Then clear fluid trickled out and ran downward.

“Look at that. You can’t even hold it in.”

“Ah…!”

Woo-seok buried his face there again.

He licked up what had spilled before pressing his tongue back against the sensitive opening.

Ha-jin’s body immediately tensed.

The muscles of his stomach tightened. His entire body jerked in spasms.

“Ah-!”

The cl*max hit from every direction at once.

His l*ngth twitched repeatedly, spilling translucent fluid across the sheets.

At the same time, the moisture from within burst forth far more intensely than before.

“Haah… haah…”

His body finally collapsed.

He felt strangely refreshed, like someone who had just finished exhausting exercise or resolved a burden that had weighed on him forever.

That feeling lasted until he rolled over and looked at Woo-seok.

“Hey. What happened to your face…?”

“You want to die? How dare you make a mess all over my face?”

His face was covered with clear fluid.

“Th-that’s…! That’s why I told you to stop…!”

“And what exactly are you proud of? I was treating you.”

“I don’t even know what that means…”

Ha-jin answered automatically, but embarrassment threatened to kill him.

As if it weren’t bad enough what had happened, now all of it had ended up on Woo-seok’s face.

“Why are you eating that?!”

He sounded scandalized.

In truth, Woo-seok wasn’t upset at all.

If anything, he found the situation amusing.

All he’d done was tease him a little, and this was the result.

Collecting the moisture from the corner of his mouth with a finger, he licked it away thoughtfully.

Maybe the treatment should continue for a while longer.

“This time, spread them yourself.”

“A-again?”

“I checked your condition. We still need to apply the ointment.”

Whenever Ha-jin’s face flushed that bright red, teasing him became irresistible.

****

“Make sure you use the medicine. I’ll check again tonight.”

“…”

“No answer?”

“I said okay. Stop nagging already.”

Pulling up his pants, Ha-jin muttered his protest so quietly even he could barely hear it.

How long was this so-called treatment supposed to continue?

Yesterday Woo-seok had supposedly examined him and applied medicine. Ha-jin now understood that the treatment had contained more than a little playful mischief.

This morning had been no different.

Woo-seok had carefully applied ointment again, thoroughly checking the area.

The reason for his bad mood was simple.

There was still some swelling.

And until it healed completely, certain activities remained off-limits.

“What are you doing?”

“Nothing.”

Holding his jacket, Woo-seok stared at him suspiciously.

“That’s exactly my point. Why are you doing nothing? Aren’t you going to say goodbye?”

“…Have a good day.”

Like sending a child off to school.

What next? A pat on the backside?

“Let’s have dinner together. I’ll come home early.”

“You’ve already been pulled from work. It’s not like you have a choice.”

“Haah… honestly…”

Shaking his head as though giving up, Woo-seok left the room.

Ha-jin walked to the mirror and examined himself.

The dark marks on his neck showed no signs of fading.

If anything, they looked darker than yesterday.

Embarrassing as they were, they worked in his favor.

Lee Ah-seong had forbidden him from leaving the house until the marks disappeared.

That meant another day of freedom.

He climbed back into bed and burrowed beneath the blankets.

It was shaping up to be a very pleasant morning.

****

“Father…?”

After a long nap, Ha-jin finally got up when his back started hurting.

Coffee in hand, he headed upstairs to look at the painting.

The moment he entered the room, he stopped.

Someone was already standing in front of it.

“Father?”

“How did you get in here?”

“There isn’t any place in this house I can’t go. It’s my house.”

“Well… that’s true, but…”

“You don’t seem embarrassed at all. As if this is something worth showing off.”

Lee Ah-seong grabbed the collar of Ha-jin’s shirt and pulled it down.

What he saw only worsened his mood.

The marks covering Ha-jin’s body were far more numerous and vivid than the ones on his neck.

“I know. I keep telling Woo-seok it’s embarrassing, but he keeps leaving more. It’s driving me crazy.”

Had this boy always been this bad at understanding what people meant?

Lately every conversation felt strangely off.

“Forget it. Advice is wasted on people who won’t listen.”

“Okay. So what did you need?”

Ha-jin wasn’t misunderstanding at all.

He had simply learned that blaming everything on Woo-seok was the fastest way to stop Lee Ah-seong’s complaints.

It was an excellent shield.

“Let’s sit down and talk.”

As he left, Lee Ah-seong cast one lingering look at the painting, Fragrant Boat, A Single Devotion.

Ha-jin caught the emotion in that gaze.

Greed.

There was no mistaking it.

Later, after settling onto the sofa, Lee Ah-seong finally brought up the real reason he had come.

“By the way… don’t you think it’s inappropriate to keep that painting here?”

“Ah…”

Just as expected.

The painting had been his target all along.

“It’s fine. It’s been preserved properly.”

“I think I’ll take that painting.”

“…What?”

The bluntness of it left Ha-jin speechless.

The way Lee Ah-seong said it made it sound less like a request and more like he was reclaiming something that already belonged to him.

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