I Bought the Male Lead with Money

34.

Yu Jin reluctantly tried moving his tongue as he had just done. His mouth was so full that even moving his tongue was difficult. He just wanted to bite Jinhyeon’s dick.

“Ugh.”

His throat ached from the dick being shoved in forcefully. Would his throat even be intact afterward? Tears streamed down Yu Jin’s face. Then, Jinhyeon’s coarse hair brushed against his lips.

“Is it hard?”

What kind of question is that, you bastard!  Even while crying, Yu Jin glared at Jinhyeon.  He absolutely couldn’t handle the piston motion here. He was suffocating; he felt like he might actually die.

What a disgrace to die while sucking a man’s dick. Yu Jin finally decided to spit out Jinhyeon’s dick. As he trembled and pulled his head back, Jinhyeon let out a moan.

“Ugh.”

It was the same moan, but unlike Yu Jin’s, his voice was lower, almost like a beast growling. So Jinhyeon *was* feeling it. Yu Jin hesitated, then pushed the half-spat-out dick back into his mouth.

‘I’m crazy!’

It was clearly painful, yet he couldn’t understand why he was doing this. After opening and closing his throat several times, he couldn’t bear it any longer, pulled away, and completely removed the dick. Thankfully, Jinhyeon didn’t grab him this time.

“Waaah.  Keuhuk.”

His throat burned and ached. He gasped for breath, wiping away the ceaseless stream of tears.  Never again! He wouldn’t do it even if they held a leash around his neck and threatened him. Yu Jin firmly resolved this.

“Huu, huuk.”

As he writhed in agony, Jinhyeon, who had approached silently, patted Yu Jin’s back.

“Still, for a first time, you did well.”

What good is being good at sucking a man’s dick? He wanted to retort, but his voice wouldn’t come out. He had a mountain of insults he wanted to hurl, but he couldn’t, which made him furious. So he punched Jinhyeon’s forearm.  Apparently, his fear had momentarily evaporated.

Yu Jin only came to his senses after hitting Jinhyeon several times. He cautiously glanced at him, but Jinhyeon didn’t seem angry. Rather, he looked as if he were watching a cute cat batting with its paw.

‘Is that even possible?’

Even after interpreting his expression himself, he couldn’t believe it. That’s not his personality.  It really isn’t. Jinhyeon gently hugged Yu Jin.

“Let’s wash up now.”

Jinhyeon thoroughly cleaned Yu Jin, who couldn’t even support his own body. He lathered a washcloth and wiped his body, then washed his hair. Afterward, they both enjoyed a warm bath in the tub.

Throughout, Yu Jin was dazed, just blinking his eyes, unable to comprehend the situation. He only came to his senses after he was clean, dressed in pajamas, and lying in bed. Jinhyeon was asleep beside him, his arm around him.

‘What in the world is going on?’

He had clearly come to have sex, but now he was sleeping next to him.  Was he going crazy? He seriously considered it, but it didn’t seem so. Then was Jinhyeon crazy? Yu Jin stared intently at Jinhyeon, whose eyes were closed. The pain in his throat told him this wasn’t a dream.

It was a strange night.

The morning sun woke Yu Jin. He must have fallen asleep without realizing it.  Looking beside him, the bed was empty. That’s right, it was all a dream. He nodded, opened his mouth, and the sound that came out was terrible.

“Heei.”

The pain in his throat brought a tear to his eye.

‘It wasn’t a dream.’

But Jinhyeon’s dick had been hard throughout the bath, hadn’t it? Was he the type to control his sexual urges? Yu Jin could firmly answer no. He clearly remembered how persistent Jinhyeon had been during their first sex. Yet, even after he’d allowed his body, he’d held back.

He didn’t understand. Had his interest in men waned? Or maybe sucking his dick hadn’t been that great.  Come to think of it, in the original work, he was a guy who enjoyed a harem consisting only of women.

Yu Jin nodded, got out of bed, and looked for his clothes. He remembered taking them off in the bathroom, but they were too wet to wear again. He’d have to call a maid. Yu Jin was about to pull the cord to summon a maid, but on a whim, he went to the living room first.

“Sleep well?”

Jinhyeon was smiling in the sunlit living room.

“Let’s eat.”

Looking in the direction of his words, he saw a meal set on the table. Yu Jin raised his hand and pinched his cheek, but this wasn’t a dream either. His pinched cheek ached as if it would fall off.

“Your seat is here.”

At the seat Jinhyeon indicated, there was soup and soft white bread. Both were easy to swallow. Yu Jin sat down, and Jinhyeon sat opposite him. He was hungry, so he picked up a spoon and ladled some soup.

A sharp pain shot through his throat with the first mouthful. Still, he endured and silently finished his soup.  He needed to be able to move properly if he was hungry. He had a lot to do, and he didn’t intend to collapse weakly.

After the meal, Yu Jin called a maid to change his clothes. When he returned to his room, Keith wasn’t there. No, he only just now remembered Keith had even been in the room. Yu Jin sighed and wiped his face.

‘What’s going on?’

If he’d known this would happen, he should have reread the novel several times. As always, he’d read it once and moved on, so there were parts he didn’t remember. Perhaps the events unfolding now were part of those forgotten sections.

He was still pondering when a sudden commotion erupted outside. Before he could look outside out of curiosity, someone knocked on the door.

Knock knock knock.

Yu Jin opened his mouth to answer, but realized his damaged throat. He’d had Jinhyeon’s help changing clothes, but he was alone now and had to move himself. He reluctantly approached the door, when it suddenly burst open.

“Yu Jin-nim!”

Haruna rushed in with the wind.

“Ha.”

Yu Jin instinctively tried to call her name, but the pain made him frown. Haruna stood before Yu Jin and examined him with hawk-like eyes. Then she immediately placed her hand on his throat.

“Tell me.”

If he spoke, it would be obvious. He knew it would soon be revealed anyway, but he wanted to avoid it for now, so he rolled his eyes.  Behind Haruna, he saw Keith.

“Quickly. You hurt your throat, right? It doesn’t seem to be on the outside, but the inside?”

Saying this, Haruna glared at Keith, gnashing her teeth.

“It wasn’t me.”

“Then!”

Keith’s expression darkened as Haruna shouted. His gaze shifted from Haruna to Yu Jin. It was a sharp, cold gaze filled with resentment. But that was fleeting; Keith soon turned his head, and his expression changed.

As if the feeling he’d just had was a dream, it vanished. Keith was making an awkward expression at Haruna. Yu Jin thought he should calm Haruna down first, so he approached her and shook his head.

“But!”

This time, he shook his head again, and Haruna finally shut her mouth with a dissatisfied expression.

“I’ll call a physician. But I’ll definitely find out how you got hurt.”

As she said that, Haruna really did call a physician. The physician, whose face Yu Jin had been seeing frequently lately, finished the treatment and cautiously gave his diagnosis.

“The inside of your throat is swollen and injured. It’s difficult to apply medicine, so I’ll bring a drinkable medicine. Please eat only soft foods for a while and be careful when speaking.”

“Can’t you tell me why it’s injured?”

“……I, don’t know. Throats are injured for various reasons.”

The physician seemed to know everything but was hiding it. And the reason he was hiding it was probably because the master, Yu Jin, didn’t want him to know.  It was fortunate that he was perceptive.

Fortunately, the medicine the physician brought was effective. The pain subsided quickly, and he could speak again. There was something called a healing potion in this world, but that didn’t heal; it used up a person’s stamina, so those with weak bodies like Yu Jin often used a physician’s medicine.

Once Yu Jin could speak, Haruna became persistently attached. She seemed determined to find out the cause of the injury, but he couldn’t tell her.

He didn’t want to talk about it, even if he died. So Yu Jin changed the subject.

“I’m thinking of getting the back alley.”

Haruna’s eyes widened at his words.

“The back alley?”

Keith added an explanation to help Yu Jin, who was having difficulty speaking. The plan that had been exchanged between them was conveyed to Haruna.

After hearing everything, Haruna crossed her arms and looked down. She often took that posture when she was thinking. How much time passed? Haruna raised her head again.