Chapter 74: Violent

“Don’t.

You bastard.

Don’t… do this anymore.”

Han-geon shoved him away, his voice damp and sodden with misery.

Eun-gyeol smiled coldly.

“What’s wrong with you today?

Just a few days ago you liked it.

You liked it so much you even came all over yourself.”

“You… seriously….”

The anger he had been holding back surged up violently.

Han-geon forcefully slapped away the hand gripping his wrist.

He grabbed that pristine collar and glared straight at Eun-gyeol.

“Even without you doing this, I’m already… overwhelmed by my own feelings.

Do you understand?”

This place could have been called a record of his feelings for Eun-gyeol.

It was a room layered thick with memories of secretly suffering over Cha Eun-gyeol like an illness.

As countless seasons changed, through summers where his cheeks flushed red and winters where his hands froze stiff, the owner of this room had always thought of Eun-gyeol with the same heart.

And here, in a place where those memories were so deeply accumulated, he spoke to him for the first time.

That liking him had never been something so romantic.

That it had been closer to a desperate struggle.

That carrying a relentless fever that never faded, no matter how the seasonal winds changed, had never been easy.

“So… stop it now.”

Unable even to clear his tightening throat, Han-geon laid his raw emotions bare.

Because he hoped that if he spoke sincerely, Eun-gyeol might at least listen to this one thing.

That from now on, he might show him some consideration.

Even if Eun-gyeol couldn’t like him back, still… Eun-gyeol valued him deeply as a friend.

The moment he wrapped himself in that damned label, Eun-gyeol became endlessly generous toward him.

“Even without you playing with my feelings like this…, mocking them… it’s already hard enough.”

For a split second, Eun-gyeol’s sharply fixed gaze wavered.

Eyes darkened completely by the night silently looked down at Han-geon’s face.

There was no trace of playfulness.

It wasn’t the gaze of lust, either.

His eyes were deep and gloomy, as if they were trying to swallow even the heated air between them.

How much time passed like that?

After hesitating, Eun-gyeol slightly lifted his chin.

His loosely lowered eyes had already returned to their usual state.

“Don’t overthink it.

You like me, right?”

“…..”

“Then take whatever I give you, gladly.

Kisses, or cum.”

It was the same arrogant command as ever.

His attitude was immovable to an almost dizzying degree.

Han-geon bit his lip and glared at him.

“What are my feelings to you, anyway?

Some kind of free pass that lets you grab me and f*ck me whenever you want?”

“Get your words straight.

If it’s not a crime, how could it need absolution?”

Eun-gyeol sneered sharply, the corners of his lips lifting neatly.

“You like doing it with me too.

Don’t you?”

“I don’t want it like this!”

“f*ck, Han-geon….”

The low curse made the fine hairs on his skin stand on end.

Strangely, every sense in his body was keyed sharply toward Eun-gyeol.

“Don’t kill the mood.

Just spread your legs.”

With that, Eun-gyeol shut his mouth.

Instead, his hands moved without mercy.

He grabbed the loose waistband of Han-geon’s training pants and yanked them down in one motion.

His underwear was dragged down with them, exposing him completely in an instant.

Han-geon’s eyes flew wide open.

“You crazy ba—!”

“Han-geon.

You want to wake Auntie and Uncle?”

A pretty palm came down and ruthlessly covered Han-geon’s mouth.

At the same time, Eun-gyeol’s thigh, hard as stone, shoved between Han-geon’s legs.

His fully erect shaft pressed against Han-geon’s backside.

It made his skin crawl.

This was the first time since their first night that being with Eun-gyeol had repulsed him this much.

This time, he had no intention of just taking it.

Whether it turned into a dogfight or not, he tried to push him away.

Rage surged up from deep inside with terrifying force.

He grabbed Eun-gyeol’s shoulders with both hands and shoved hard.

The moment even a sliver of space opened between their bodies, he tried to spring up.

It happened in an instant.

Han-geon’s movement froze as if struck by lightning.

“Hk—!”

Strength drained from his hands.

Something strange suddenly writhed deep in his abdomen.

It felt like dozens of snakes twisting inside him.

Staggering, Han-geon collapsed back onto the bed.

It felt like his stomach was melting.

It wasn’t physical pain.

If anything, it was closer to an indescribably intense pleasure.

But pleasure that overwhelming became pain in itself.

“Hah, hah, hhk….”

The anger vanished, replaced instantly by confusion.

The hostile tension dissipated in a blink.

Curling in on himself, Han-geon reached out toward Eun-gyeol in panic.

“Cha… Eun-gyeol… my body… something’s wrong.”

“…..”

Eun-gyeol’s face, looking down at him, was stiff beyond measure.

He took Han-geon’s outstretched hand, lips pressed into a hard line for a long moment.

Finally, he asked in a low voice.

“What’s wrong with it.”

“My body feels weird… s-suddenly it’s so hot.

And… my stomach… my stomach feels strange.”

“…Does it?”

Still, his reaction was unreadable.

He looked down at Han-geon’s face in silence, as if lost in thought, then spoke quietly.

“Could be your body aches flaring up.”

“Body aches?

That feels… hhk, kind of different….”

“Probably because we went at it for so long.”

Han-geon stared at him blankly at the conclusion Eun-gyeol finally reached.

“What?

What are you talking about?”

“You’re weakened because you’re sick, so you’re probably reacting more sensitively to my pheromones.”

“Does that make any sense?

I’m a beta!”

“It’s probably temporary.

That can happen.

I am a dominant alpha.”

Speaking casually, Eun-gyeol covered Han-geon’s body again.

Unlike his agitation earlier, his attitude had shifted to one of complete nonchalance.

Dazed, Han-geon let him settle on top of him.

Strangely, once their bodies pressed together, the dizzying sensation that felt like it would melt his stomach eased a little.

“I’ll make it comfortable.

Just stay still.”

As if he’d read Han-geon’s mind, Eun-gyeol whispered.

Han-geon had no choice but to chew on his lip and accept his hands.

Eun-gyeol would know better how to deal with pheromones than he ever could.

But Eun-gyeol’s touch was no different from usual.

He stripped off Han-geon’s T-shirt, baring him, then familiarly spread his legs and slid between them.

Grabbing his swollen shaft, red fluid dripping from the tip, he tried to push it straight inside.

Han-geon hastily drew his legs together.

“…Wait.

Right now… I said I don’t want to.”

Eun-gyeol brushed away Han-geon’s hesitant hands and forcibly spread his legs apart.

“Don’t be stubborn.

I said I’d make it comfortable.”

“Does it have to be this way— ah!”

His length shoved all the way in at once.

Han-geon’s head snapped back.

Hot breath poured down over his trembling body.

Eun-gyeol pulled out just as abruptly and slammed back in.

Some unidentified thin liquid splattered across the insides of Han-geon’s thighs.

“Hk— ngh…!”

His eyes flew open.

It felt like lightning was striking right in front of him.

He’d only been slammed into a few times, yet the pleasure was several times more intense than usual, wringing his body dry.

Each thrust from Eun-gyeol made obscene wet sounds echo through the room.

“W-wait, Cha Eun-gyeol, ah—!”

“f*ck, Han-geon.

Be quiet.”

Eun-gyeol snarled, even as he showed no mercy and increased the speed of his thrusts.

The scorching pillar rammed in and out like it meant to crush his insides completely.

The rough ridges of engorged veins scraped mercilessly against sensitive membranes, driving him nearly insane.

It felt like his mind was flipping inside out.

He could neither reject nor accept the pleasure violently tearing through his body.

A moan he couldn’t suppress slipped out, turning into a cry.

He didn’t even realize Eun-gyeol had covered his mouth with one hand.

“f*ck, Han-geon…
We can’t show Auntie and Uncle something like this.”

“Mm— ngh…!”

“I know it feels good, but… try to hold back the noise a little.”

The damp, low voice brimmed with undisguisable heat.

Still clamping a hand over Han-geon’s mouth, Eun-gyeol pounded into him relentlessly.

Somewhere, a dizzyingly sweet scent filled the air, like it could melt his brain.

His pleasure-drenched, half-delirious body must have started hallucinating.

The bed creaked as if it might break.

Even in a state where it felt like his whole body was about to flip inside out, he was terrified the sound would leak outside the room.

Shaking his head frantically with blurred vision, Han-geon heard Eun-gyeol whisper, as if reading his thoughts.

“You can hear snoring, can’t you?

Hear it?”

He didn’t know.

Right now, that kind of thing… a high-pitched ringing filled his ears.

Panic spiked, choking him.

Reading the tremble in Han-geon’s gaze, Eun-gyeol clicked his tongue like he couldn’t help it.

He lifted Han-geon’s body from the bed and slid the blanket onto the floor.

Then he wrapped his arms around Han-geon’s limp body and laid him face-down on the blanket.

Positioning himself behind him, Eun-gyeol thrust in again.

The angle was deeper than before.

A broken, keening sound slipped out again.

Kindly covering Han-geon’s mouth once more, Eun-gyeol pressed his body against Han-geon’s bare back and whispered.

“f*ck, Han-geon, haah…
I love it.

I love f*cking you.

It drives me crazy.”

“Mmm— ngh… hhk….”

“Isn’t this enough?

Huh?

Do we really have to make it so complicated, f*ck—
I like it too….”

His savage voice poured relentlessly into Han-geon’s ear.

But Han-geon was far beyond the point where those words could land.

Today, his body’s reaction to Eun-gyeol was strangely sensitive.

It felt like every thinking part of his brain had melted away.

His body was already writhing on its own, far beyond his control.

Strangely…
Down there felt soft, melting, clinging wetly to Eun-gyeol’s.

“Kh— f*ck….”

A sudden, growling groan sounded right behind his neck.

At the same time, a sharp pain flared at the back of his neck.

Han-geon’s eyes flew wide open.

It wasn’t his first or second time being bitten by Eun-gyeol, but suddenly it hurt unbearably—and terrified him.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably.

“Mmm— ngh…!”

He tried to shout Eun-gyeol’s name and push him away, but the arms wrapping him tightly from behind didn’t loosen.

If anything, the more he struggled, the tighter they constricted.

The bitten spot on his neck burned like it was on fire.

His scream, blocked by Eun-gyeol’s palm, boiled uselessly inside his mouth.

Tears poured down, soaking the hand clamped over his lips.