Love Me More

Episode 30

“I haven’t cum even once.”

“Then just once…”

Si-yul held up his index finger, emphasizing “just once” while looking pleadingly. His teary eyes seemed even more pitiful than when he had been on his knees begging for his life. Woo Hyun-se stared intently at those moist eyes that were full of desperation.

“But you know what, Kwon Si-yul?”

Filled with hope that his plea might be heard, Si-yul nodded eagerly. Woo Hyun-se raised his upper body and flipped Si-yul over like a pillow. With the dick still inside him, Si-yul’s body turned, and he yelped, clutching his stomach. The wet mucous membrane clung to the flesh inside, forcibly twisting.

“Ugh, urk…!”

Pain and pleasure that shook his entire abdomen came simultaneously. Tears streamed down his face from the gut-wrenching pain, but contradictorily, his dick swelled up plumply. However, no semen came out, only a trickle of clear fluid.

“You’re more arousing when you cry.”

Grabbing Si-yul’s knees and pushing them up, Woo Hyun-se put his weight on Si-yul’s body. He slid his arms under Si-yul’s armpits, firmly fixing his shoulders so he couldn’t move, and thrust deeper and harder. Pinning down the struggling legs with his lower body, Si-yul hiccupped a moan with his face covered in tears and snot.

“Once isn’t enough.”

It meant that his request wouldn’t be granted after all. Si-yul grabbed the sheets and soon began to cry loudly like a child. It was clear even to his tear-filled eyes that it was going to be a long night.

Even after waking up, Si-yul’s eyes wouldn’t open. No matter how hard he tried, his eyelids wouldn’t lift, so he groaned and forcibly pried open his swollen, stuck-together eyes with his fingers. Only then could he see the ceiling. His vision was blurry and not properly focused, so he blinked his eyes, which were open like straight lines, several times with force.

He thought he had vaguely heard the sound of a door opening while half-asleep. Without turning his head, he reached out his arm to the side, feeling around. It was cold. When he turned his head to the side, he saw that the other side of the wide bed was empty.

Si-yul let out a long sigh, saying, “Ah…” He covered his face with both hands and then rubbed it vigorously.

Last night, or more precisely, early this morning, they had done it. It was full of intention and simultaneously impulsive. He had rushed in thinking he wouldn’t die from it, but he really almost did die. He wondered if this was what everyone did, or if perhaps the person he had been with wasn’t actually human but a beast.

It couldn’t even be compared to videos. Maybe this was why people emphasized real experience. The act felt like it would burn his body to ashes. Not a single sense – sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch – was left idle.

The scene visible when he opened his eyes was insanely erotic, and when he closed them, the rough breathing sounds in his ears fueled the heat. When he inhaled, there was a slightly sour sweat smell mixed with the sticky scent of his own ejaculated semen. When their lips overlapped, a sweet taste clung to the tip of his tongue, and when he flailed his arms and accidentally grabbed the other’s shoulder, it was smooth yet firm.

Woo Hyun-se was tough and cruel. Even seeing Si-yul crying and begging to stop, he didn’t stop. Saying he would satisfy his own desire, he wrapped Si-yul’s body tightly with his rope-like arms, hands, and legs, and endlessly drove into him.

Later, he couldn’t even ejaculate. He just threw his head back, trembling and crying. He had shed so many tears that his face was now swollen like a balloon. That’s why he couldn’t lift his eyelids even after waking up.

“Why are you leaking so much? Hold it in.”

He said, gripping Si-yul’s precious lower parts and blocking the tip.

“Let go. Please, let go…!”

“No.”

He flatly refused. Would he have listened if Si-yul had begged until his arms wore out? With his wrists pinned to the bed, it was impossible.

As the old saying goes, bad premonitions never fail, and the prediction that it would be a long night was exactly right. Si-yul sniffled, wrapped in the blanket like a cocoon. He had cried so much last night that he was on the verge of dehydration, so no more tears came out, but in his heart, he wanted to wail loudly.

Would they be able to do it again next time?

Si-yul’s toes, peeking out from under the blanket, wiggled. Strangely, even though it had been so hard and he had cried so much, he didn’t feel like he never wanted to do it again. Although unfamiliar pain had split his body, there was definitely pleasure within it. They say memories are beautified – the actual pain became dim, while the excessive pleasure that had pierced him from head to toe remained even more intensely.

“Ugh…”

On the other hand, the aftereffects were considerable. His waist throbbed, and the embarrassing place ached. His joints also hurt as if a giant had trampled on him like an ant.

Si-yul lay back down facing forward and slowly moved his hand downward. He had fallen asleep, almost passing out, covered in semen and sweat, but the skin that brushed against his palm was soft and dry.

After hesitating between his spread legs, he moved his hand down a bit more, feeling around. It was closed properly and intact. He had worried that it might be left gaping open and never close, but thankfully, that fear was unfounded.

He had slept enough. Si-yul groaned as he barely managed to sit up. He wanted to wash. Although Woo Hyun-se must have wiped him clean while he was unconscious, as the semen that had been pooled on his stomach wasn’t dried and crusted, his hair and body seemed to have a somewhat sour smell.

Sitting at the head of the bed, he carefully lowered his legs. Even performing this ordinary action made his muscles scream in protest. He groaned and lightly punched his aching lower back. Then he noticed a white note placed on the table.

“Call me when you wake up”

The sentence “I have something to do” was crossed out in the middle. Si-yul chuckled softly. After devouring him completely, how could he just leave a mere scrap of paper and go…

Yet, like a fool, he couldn’t stop smiling. He slapped his cheeks, thinking he must not be fully awake, but even on his swollen face, his lips were curved upward.

Si-yul stretched and entered the bathroom. Last night, he was so out of it that he didn’t properly look around even though it was his first time in a hotel. He filled the bathtub with hot water and tried to take in the view outside the window. But first, he caught sight of his reflection in the glass.

“Wow…”

Si-yul pressed his face close to the glass window and stuck out his tongue as he turned this way and that. He looked quite a sight. His hair was disheveled, his eyelids and cheeks were swollen, and his body was covered in what looked like insect bites and teeth marks. If someone else saw him, they might ask if he had been camping in the mountains rather than spending the night with someone.

Still, he felt good. Si-yul let his body sink into the rising water and rested his arms on the edge of the tub. As if he had never cried, a satisfied smile spread across his face.

He had finally slept with Woo Hyun-se. If nothing else, the sense of accomplishment was incredible.

* * *

Woo Hyun-se rummaged through his pocket and then clicked his tongue, pulling his hand out. He had left his cigarettes in the car. Well, even if he had brought them, he wouldn’t have been able to smoke anyway. Currently, a smoking ban was in effect at the main house. The old man of this house had declared that he would quit smoking for his health and prohibited even mentioning the word ‘cigarette’ both inside and outside the house.

As a result, everyone from the chauffeur to all the smokers staying at the mansion was forced to quit smoking. In this era where the older generation had worked hard to achieve democracy, one might expect someone brave to protest this dictatorship, but as everyone knew, in this place, the big man was king and emperor. Defiance meant immediate departure.

His lips itched. Woo Hyun-se chewed on his innocent lower lip and looked at his phone. There was still no contact from Kwon Si-yul. Was he still sleeping, or could he possibly be dead? When he had placed his finger under Si-yul’s nose, he had definitely felt a feather-like breath.

Should he call?

His voice would probably be very hoarse. At the end, he couldn’t even cry anymore and just lay there like a corpse, shaking. The vivid memory made Woo Hyun-se quietly bow his head and massage his nape. The skin under his hand felt hotter than usual.

“Are you expecting a call from somewhere?”

Woo Hyun-se turned around at the question from behind. A tall woman with short-cropped hair was standing there. She was the eldest daughter of this house and the real child of the big man, unlike himself who had rolled in, or more accurately, had been forcibly pulled in.

“No. Where are the kids?”

“Yoon is watching them. They’re inside.”

“Why? Bring them out.”

“They want to play games.”

They were boys just six and five years old. Woo Hyun-se sent silent condolences to his brother-in-law who was single-handedly managing their overflowing energy.

The garden was as immaculate as ever, without a single weed in sight. A sprinkler was running in one corner of the vast lawn. This place really had no sense of seasons. Until snow piled up, even in winter, the pine trees standing here and there remained as green as in summer.

“What about Ji-hye?”

“She’s on her way. Said she’d be here before lunch.”

Woo Ji-hye was the youngest sister. She had mentioned having a lesson in the morning, so it seemed she was coming late.