Speak of The Devil

Jung Yiyeon and our recent sex have been great, but the aftermath is the problem. Not just my body, but even my eyelids feel heavy. The intense waves of pleasure have subsided, leaving me with a strong desire to just close my eyes and fall asleep.I’m exhausted… I haven’t done much today, yet it feels like my soul has left my body after just one session of sex.Of course, rimming, I hated that. The problem is, I hated it but also loved it, I guess.Recalling that exhilarating, ticklish, and strange sensation that felt like my lower body was melting away, I reluctantly pushed the thoughts aside and got up. Even thinking back, I really didn’t like it, but at the same time, I really did. And now that I think about it, even the insertion felt more exhilarating… My body was so sensitive that I couldn’t deny feeling more pleasure than usual.Damn. When I experienced something like this when I was younger, it was a sensation I couldn’t handle, so I always avoided it. Experiencing it again today after a decade or so caught me off guard. But maybe my experience points have increased, so it wasn’t as unbearable as before.I went to the bathroom and washed myself. I rinsed my hair again and cleaned my body thoroughly. After drying off, when I stepped out of the bathroom, the bed was neatly made with fresh sheets, and Jung Yiyeon was nowhere to be seen. He must have gone to the bathroom outside.So, did I lie down on the clean bed? No. I felt so drained that I was on the verge of falling asleep as soon as I lay down. I quickly put on the clothes I had left out before going to shower.Just as I was about to button up the last button of the shirt I put on, Jung Yiyeon, dressed in a gown, came into the room, running his hand through his wet hair. He froze when he saw me wearing clothes.“…Going out?”“I have to.”“Can’t you stay and sleep?”Why would I sleep with you? It’s not like today is a weekend or anything.“Are we going to do it again tomorrow morning?”“…But… I don’t think I can do it right away in the morning. Let’s do it next time.”Having sex again tomorrow morning might help with a quick breakup, but I felt like my body couldn’t handle it. I realized through my experience at the villa that doing intense sex like this, which even extracts your soul, again after just a few hours, is not something I can do. Despite a few days passing since the villa, my stamina still hasn’t fully recovered. Having such intense sex with a body like this… I wanted to rest. Doing it again tomorrow was definitely too much.“Wait. I’ll give you a ride.”“I’m fine.”“Just wait.”Jung Yiyeon spoke to me as if releasing a sigh and swiftly left the room. Of course, I had no intention of waiting, so I headed towards the entrance. However, just as I was putting on my shoes and getting ready to leave, Jung Yiyeon was already coming out of the dressing room. I furrowed my eyebrows as he emerged wearing only a pair of pants, struggling to put on a T-shirt.I couldn’t understand why he insisted on giving me a ride. In a world where I could take a taxi home from Gapyeong, why bother with all this?But I didn’t want to wrestle with the person who was already holding the car keys and following me. Somewhere along the line, that became my attitude towards Jung Yiyeon. I had lost the will to even get angry. What’s the point of getting mad when I only have five, no, four times left to see him? He’ll soon be someone I won’t see anymore.Besides, I was tired, so it wasn’t such a bad thing to accept a ride.Maybe I’ve completely erased any emotions I had towards Jung Yiyeon by now. Despite the fact that he’s clearly a bastard for forcing me into sex, being in the same space as him didn’t disgust me to the point of feeling sick. I was just numb to Jung Yiyeon.We arrived at the parking lot and I got into the passenger seat of Jung Yiyeon’s car. Leaning against the backrest, I felt sleep engulfing my weary body. It was embarrassing to force myself to stay awake even though the car was rocking gently.“I said go to sleep.”I blinked my eyes trying to resist falling asleep, but eventually succumbed to drowsiness. Just as I was about to drift off, Jung Yiyeon muttered. Why would I sleep at your place? I wanted to say, but a yawn escaped, missing the timing to speak.So when I didn’t respond, Jung Yiyeon, who had been silent for a moment, asked.“…Are you mad?”I didn’t understand what he meant out of the blue.“Keep saying you hate it.”Hate what… Oh, rimming. It wasn’t easy to think with my foggy mind clouded by drowsiness.But really, for Jung Yiyeon to do a couple of things I dislike, it’s not enough. Even though I told him not to come to my house, he still comes to pick me up, and even though there’s no need to give me a ride, he insists on doing so. I already knew he was the type to completely ignore what I say.Licking and nuzzling my back… Well, it was embarrassing and unpleasant, but it was also kind of nice. So, I wasn’t really mad about it. Assuming Jung Yiyeon does the same thing next time we have sex… well, it’s not ideal, but whatever.“Hey. Don’t do it again.”“Okay. I won’t do it again.”Jung Yiyeon promised, but internally, I snorted. I had zero expectation that he would actually listen to what I said.I was busy fighting off sleep, and Jung Yiyeon remained silent, not saying another word. My thoughts were sporadic due to my extreme drowsiness, but suddenly, I had a thought. Perhaps he misunderstood and thought I didn’t want to sleep because of rimming. That’s what it felt like, anyway.Anyway, as I nodded off here and there, before I knew it, the car was parked in front of my house. It seemed I had even dozed off for a moment after arriving. I almost felt like drool was about to dribble down. I rubbed my mouth with the back of my hand, blinking to wake myself up. I wanted to hurry inside and sleep. My body was at its limit.Was it really this tiring just past eleven? The aftermath of sex was definitely too much. With no strength left in my body, it was hard to keep my mind clear.“Let’s go inside.”Even though he gave me a ride, I felt like I should at least say goodbye, so I mumbled something. And as I started to unbuckle my seatbelt to get out-“Just a moment.”Jung Yiyeon suddenly grabbed my hand. I looked at him with sleepy eyes. Has this guy gone crazy? I thought.“…I really won’t do it again.”What… I was bewildered.“Sorry. Just, to ease your anger.”What… I wasn’t even that mad. Never in my life did I expect to hear Jung Yiyeon apologize to me.What really made me angry was when Jung Yiyeon coerced me into sex by threatening me. Now, this guy who shamelessly did that is apologizing for just rimming, so I couldn’t help but feel dumbfounded. And on top of that, are there only one or two instances where you didn’t listen to me…?As I was feeling puzzled, Jung Yiyeon opened the console box. From inside, he pulled out a small box. Even the leather case seemed luxurious. Jung Yiyeon handed it to me.“Take this. I’ve been wanting to give it to you, but you quit your job…”“What’s this about?”I was sleepy, but for some reason, I felt wide awake. Quitting. Just hearing that word made me sober up somehow. My body was tired, but amidst the sudden clarity in my mind, I opened the box.“It won’t be too big.”Saying so, Jung Yiyeon briefly held and released my wrist, as if gauging its thickness. Sometime… like when he pulled me close on the bed.Inside the box was a watch. An automatic watch, a man’s romance. It was a brand I had once thought was pretty, especially this particular watch with its skeleton design, revealing the inner mechanical movement. Not practical for telling time at a glance, but it was the kind of watch that even with its high price tag, would be just a showpiece for someone like me, who worked as a secretary.“Why would I…”Why would I accept something like this from you? I was about to say that, but Jung Yiyeon cut me off.“That wasn’t my intention. Just take it. And forgive me, okay?”It was almost like coaxing a sulking lover. As if saying that if he made a show of buying me this expensive gift, it would soothe my feelings.But what should I do, Jung Yiyeon?“I have no reason to take it.”I’m not even angry, so why should I accept it? Even if I were angry, why would I? What exactly are we to each other? Do I have to spell it out for you again?“I wanted to give it to you. I thought it would look nice on you when you wear it.”“…?”“You always wear the same watch, so I wanted to buy you one.”Oh. Did he even care that I was wearing an old-fashioned Omega watch? Still, it was a reliable watch in terms of function. At least it was better than those watches where you couldn’t tell the time at a glance, which would have been much more helpful for my job.…Still, of course, if Jung Yiyeon had given me a watch as a gift in the past, I would have been truly delighted. I remembered the time when I mistook his bracelet for mine. Those feelings of embarrassment, despair, jealousy…Today, for the second time, painful memories of bruised pride resurfaced. I felt a bit melancholic. Jung Yiyeon… he had prepared a bracelet for Min Seowon, but he had also intended to give me a watch. My expectations weren’t entirely in vain. It wasn’t just my imagination.…But what significance could that have now? It’s all in the past. So it just felt empty and disappointing.Even so, if Jung Yiyeon had stopped there, I would have simply refused to accept the watch.“Take it. Wear it when we meet next time. Then we’ll consider having sex once more.”But Jung Yiyeon crossed the line. I’m not sure what that was, but his current statement definitely felt like he crossed a line.You want to apologize for doing something I didn’t like? Haha. It was laughable. Jung Yiyeon. Is licking my ass all you did? Damn it, after playing with someone’s feelings, threatening someone who’s already moved on to have sex, isn’t that the biggest mistake? You don’t even realize that you should apologize for that? Don’t you understand that what I want isn’t this kind of watch, but to never see you again?And now, after all that, you’re offering sex in exchange for accepting a gift?It was so shameless that it left me speechless. The anger that had been simmering for days suddenly ignited. I wondered what the hell I was doing with this lunatic. Yeah, I had become complacent. We ate together on weekends, showered together, slept in the same bed, but I was the crazy one. Suddenly, I felt so nauseous that I wanted to vomit all the sushi I had eaten earlier.“Just have sex.”Did I say earlier that I thought I was angry? No. I really didn’t have any thoughts earlier. I wasn’t angry. But now, I was definitely angry.“The watch I used to wear.”So I wanted to make Jung Yiyeon regret it. No matter what it took. Even if I had to bring up my personal life, I wanted Jung Yiyeon to feel guilty.Even if I bring up the fact that he threatened me, that bastard Jung Yiyeon won’t even think it’s wrong.So I retorted with a cold, steely face, “That’s my father’s heirloom.”Seeing Jung Yiyeon’s face stiffen at my words, a tingling sense of victory pierced through my chest. Jung Yiyeon should feel even more sorry and hurt towards me. Even if he doesn’t regret threatening and coercing me, then at least in some other way.“Why would I throw away something that belonged to my father for a favor you’re offering?”Tasting the thrill as his eyes wavered at the word “favor,” I revelled in it.“I don’t need it, so get lost.”I threw the watch box carelessly and got out of the car without looking back.Audacious bastard. He’s really got some nerve to play with people like that. I kept trying to find inner peace by reminding myself that it wasn’t worth getting angry over.But then my steps towards the apartment suddenly came to a halt.“Lee Nan.”It was because the figure that stood up from the bench and the voice calling me were too familiar. I couldn’t help but freeze in my tracks.The one who stopped me in my tracks was Se Jaeoh.“Where were you?”“Why are you here?”“Did you meet Jung Yiyeon?”Neither of us had any intention to answer; we just wanted to ask. Irritation surged inside me as I looked at Jaeoh’s face.Damn it, this is why you shouldn’t casually reveal your home address. I’ve let Jaeoh come over a few times because I value him quite a bit, and because Jaeoh himself is good at controlling boundaries. But he had to show up on such a damned day.Sigh… At that moment, a wave of intense fatigue washed over me. Just dealing with Jung Yiyeon alone is annoying enough, but now with Se Jaeoh. What kind of day is this? While it wasn’t too bad until I was with Jung Yiyeon having sex, now it’s just exhausting.I just wished Jung Yiyeon would quietly stay stuck in the car and let me go home. But if he listened to my heart’s desire, it wouldn’t be Jung Yiyeon.“Lee Nan-ah.”A warm grip grabbed my wrist from behind, pretending to be friendly. It was Jung Yiyeon.What a mess this is on a night like this. Three guys caught up in a comedy skit is too funny. But since this involves me, I couldn’t laugh.The faces of Jaeoh looking at Jung Yiyeon holding me from behind and Jung Yiyeon looking at Jaeoh were a comedy in itself.Oh boy, what a situation. A handsome sandwich on both sides. Wow. Should we just have a threesome like this? I’m so annoyed that I feel like saying whatever happens, happens, and spouting nonsense.But nonsense came out first not from my mouth but from Jung Yiyeon’s.“Seo Jaeoh. Coming unannounced at this late hour without even contacting beforehand seems quite impolite.”Seriously?Under the lamppost, Jaeoh’s face paled visibly. Jung Yiyeon’s unnecessary restraint was absurd, but it seemed to have an effect on Jaeoh. He probably saw everything, including me getting off the same car with Jung Yiyeon.“Oh. Did I mention they knew each other for a while?”Jung Yiyeon was about six years older than Jaeoh. Whether it was age or experience, Jung Yiyeon was confident and composed, while Jaeoh seemed awkward and irritated. It didn’t feel good to see Jaeoh’s eyes shaking after such a childish provocation. Especially when Jung Yiyeon subtly tried to position himself between Jaeoh and me to send me back.“Let go.”I shook off Jung Yiyeon’s hand holding my wrist. He tightened his grip, but I had no intention of obediently staying.Ugh. Honestly, I just want to abandon both of them and go home. But if I did that, these two would probably end up fighting right in front of my apartment. I wanted to avoid causing a scene in the neighborhood as much as possible.So I grabbed Jaeoh’s wrist and pulled him along.“Lee Nan…!”I heard Jung Yiyeon calling out to me, but I ignored it. I didn’t even want to bother acknowledging it. I just kept dragging Jaeoh along and entered the apartment without looking back.“Lee Nan!”The desperate voice rang out again. If there wasn’t a devilish pleasure in my heart as I boarded the elevator on the first floor, even though it was well past eleven, then that would be a lie.Just like I did when Jung Yiyeon left me behind with Minseowon. At this moment, I just hoped Jung Yiyeon could properly taste the bitter and painful emotion called jealousy and despair.Judging from the shoes at the entrance, it seemed like my brother wasn’t home, despite the late hour. I couldn’t have been happier about his absence.“Hmph…!”The reason for that was because as soon as we entered the house, Jaeoh pushed me against the wall and kissed me. Jaeoh aggressively pressed against me, almost suffocating me with his forceful breath. I tried to push him away, but he charged at me like a man possessed.If my brother were here, things could’ve gotten really messed up. I didn’t want to show him this side of me. He may know that I mess around, but he couldn’t see me with another man, especially after being caught with Jung Yiyeon.I tried to turn my head to avoid his tongue invading my mouth, but it was futile. Jaeoh pressed me harder against him. It felt like I was being squeezed between the wall and Jaeoh’s body.Maybe such a development wouldn’t be so bad after all.If Jung Yiyeon could feel jealous, tormented, and pained, then having sex with Jaeoh out of that desire would be ideal. Engaging with Jaeoh not just to allow him access to my body but to broadcast it to Jung Yiyeon live.It was a childish and absurd fantasy even to entertain in my mind. Of course, Jaeoh would gladly play along with my desire to make Jung Yiyeon angry. Jaeoh probably wouldn’t have good feelings toward Jung Yiyeon either, so he might enjoy getting back at him.But when Jaeoh’s hand gripped my butt, sirens blared in my mind. This wasn’t right. Neither his hands nor his insistent lips… They didn’t excite me at all.In that moment, I gathered all my strength and forcefully pushed Jaeoh’s shoulders away. It was almost like a tackle, but it was the only way to shake Jaeoh off. His back hit the wall on the opposite side with a thud.“Are you crazy?”I wiped my lips with the back of my hand and muttered fiercely.I clearly chose Jaeoh over Jung Yiyeon, but that didn’t mean I was implying to have sex with him whatsoever.While I might have engaged in self-destructive behavior to the extent of breaking a five-year smoking cessation due to Jung Yiyeon, I wasn’t willing to throw myself around recklessly just because I had given up on quitting smoking. Was Jung Yiyeon suggesting that I had sex haphazardly just to hurt him?Jaeoh also had to value himself. It wasn’t good for him either to cling to someone like me who didn’t love myself.“Hey, Jaeoh!”Jaeoh grabbed my wrist. I yelled in protest, but he pulled me along anyway. Because of him, I could barely take off my shoes and was dragged into the house.He pushed me onto the bed and tried to get up, but Jaeoh was faster. He pinned me down onto the bed with his weight, holding both my wrists. I tried to kick him away, but I was helpless against his quick movements.Jaeoh’s face was stern as he looked down at me. Yet, he spoke as if everything was fine, as if nothing was wrong.“Let’s have sex.”His trembling hand that was restraining me.“Let go, you crazy bastard.”“Why? Since when did you become picky about partners?”What…?Was what I heard really coming from Jaeoh’s mouth? I was momentarily speechless.Yes, Jaeoh was right. I lived a life where I didn’t really care who I ended up with. But just because I lived a messy life, does that mean I could be treated like a disposable rag? Should I have lived my life only pursuing true love?At least Jaeoh, who always pretended to understand me, shouldn’t be doing this now. Especially not with Jaeoh, I had already made my feelings clear and drawn the line. Multiple times. Pushed him away and pushed him away again. Yet, he still clung to me. And now this?“Let go, damn it.”You too, you bastard. But I couldn’t bring myself to say that one last word.Because Jaeoh had just planted his lips firmly on my neck.“Fuck, you crazy bastard…!”I tried to break free from him, but I couldn’t budge him. It was a situation where a guy with a better physique than me was pinning me down with his weight. No matter how much force I applied to my wrists or tried to kick him away, I couldn’t move.I barely managed to twist my wrist out of Jaeoh’s grip, but it was as if he let go of me willingly.“Let go!”I pushed him away, trying to remove his hand gripping my shirt.But Jaeoh didn’t stop, even when I managed to pull his hand away and push him off. When he grabbed my shirt and pulled it apart. Buttons flew off, exposing my bare chest.Even though it was just a thin layer, the moment my shirt disappeared, I felt a chill run down my spine. Goosebumps crawled along my back, and I felt like throwing up. Being forced into this situation felt so dirty. Anger surged within me.However, I didn’t burst into anger at Jaeoh because he froze suddenly, as if struck by lightning. So much so that even in my anger, I forgot about the rage that pinned me down. Jaeoh’s face looked grim as he stared at me. And then…“What… is this…?”He distorted.“What is… this…?”Almost as if on the verge of tears. Jaeoh’s voice trembled as he spoke, and the pupils of the guy staring at my chest shook uncontrollably.It was only then that I realized what he had discovered on my skin. Suddenly, a weight lifted off my body.“You…”My body covered with vivid marks left by Jung Yiyeon. Jaeoh couldn’t take his eyes off my body marked by him.With trembling hands, he peeled off my shirt a little more. Not only my collarbone and chest were exposed, but also my shoulders, abdomen, and even the area just below the waistband of my pants. Traces of what Jung Yiyeon had created were scattered all over. It was obvious that even below the pants was a mess.It was just… a moment where not even laughter came out. The clear marks that hadn’t been there long were embarrassing, shameful, and awe-inspiring. There were too many emotions flooding through me, that I couldn’t even discern what they were.