Passion (BL Novel)

"Well, at least you got up as I told you to, so that’s good, right?"

Jeong Tae-ui was pondering what to say, and before he could respond, Ilay seemed to read his mind and added with a small chuckle. Jeong Tae-ui, frowning as he thought, realized that staying silent wouldn’t get him anywhere, so he decided to answer first.
"Yeah, you got up well. Don’t lie around like that, looking all sickly. You’re still burning with fever."
But strangely enough, after saying that, Jeong Tae-ui actually started to feel something akin to sympathy. It would be funny if anyone else heard it, but seeing someone who usually was so full of energy, even fearsome, lying there so limp made Jeong Tae-ui feel a bit sorry for him. ...Not that he would admit it. He almost couldn’t help but laugh at himself for even thinking that way.

Jeong Tae-ui felt the heat of his hand on Ilay’s forehead and, thinking it was too hot, switched his hand to the other side, sighing as he spoke.
"You should have at least answered me if you were awake. Why make me worry like that?"
Ilay gave a strange look, but after briefly staring at Jeong Tae-ui, he gave a faint, ambiguous smile, then stared at him as though he were some strange creature. Jeong Tae-ui couldn’t help but find it unusual.

"Well, I wasn’t fully aware, you see. I haven’t been sick like this since I had measles when I was little. I could only understand what was being said around me."
"You actually had measles, huh."
Jeong Tae-ui muttered indifferently, though he had thought that measles would have passed Ilay by. Ilay answered as though he found it amusing.

"Well, I’ve been through it all and grew up as a normal human, you know? Most people catch measles at least once as a kid, right? You must have had it too."
Jeong Tae-ui pretended he didn’t hear the first part and replied.
"Hmm. I think I had it when I was three. I don’t remember, but they say I was sick often as a child, so I must’ve had it too."

"I guess so. I’m sure you and your brother were both sick together."
"Well... I don’t remember it. As far as I recall, both my brother and I grew up healthy."
Jeong Tae-ui closed his mouth, unwilling to talk more about his brother. It felt like he was throwing prey to a beast, perhaps.

"Even if you say things like ‘Gilsangcheon’ and other random stuff, we both grew up normally, sick and playing around. If you’re truly a benefactor, you wouldn’t make the person next to you fall ill."
His words seemed like a muttered thought, not intended to be directed at anyone, and truly, it was just a mutter.
Jeong Tae-ui suddenly became uncomfortable under Ilay's gaze, which had no discernible meaning, and pulled his hand away from Ilay’s forehead. The heat from Ilay’s forehead transferred to his hand, making it no longer feel cool.

"Yeah. You’re definitely not my Gilsangcheon. Even if I’m with you, it doesn’t seem like I’d be immune to poison or never drink poison. To me, you’re just an ordinary human."
As he reached for the bowl of porridge again, Jeong Tae-ui glanced at Ilay, who was muttering something under his breath. He didn’t mind being irritated by the idea of being told "You’re just a human, like anyone else." But still, Ilay was talking more than usual today.
"Finish eating. Then sleep. Seeing you like this, you’ll probably feel much better by tomorrow."
Jeong Tae-ui added, "Or maybe you’ll recover like the monster you are," as he quickly interrupted Ilay. He brought the porridge spoon to Ilay’s lips, but Ilay, still silent, simply looked at him for a moment and then softly laughed.

Slowly, Ilay moved his hand, rubbing his other wrist and arm, and his pale hands seemed to irk Jeong Tae-ui in an odd way. The sensation was like a tiny insect crawling on his nerves.
"It’s not bad, actually. Or rather, if I were to say it, it’s not bad... it’s actually—"
Ilay’s voice trailed off, and then, as if he hit a mental wall, he suddenly went silent. His eyes turned toward the ceiling, lost in thought.

Jeong Tae-ui watched as Ilay’s hand, which had been massaging his arm, paused and then finally stopped moving. Ilay’s eyes stared intensely at something in the air, and after a moment, he slowly dropped his gaze and looked at Jeong Tae-ui without a single emotion on his face.
It felt... off. Something was wrong. Ilay, who always smiled calmly while snapping people’s necks, now had a face devoid of expression, and the dark eyes, which were usually so cold and focused, felt unnervingly alien. There was an eerie quality in the air now.
"Don’t you want to eat?"

Trying to sound casual, Jeong Tae-ui set the bowl down. He didn’t feel like staying any longer. Moreover, thinking about it, Ilay wasn’t even fully in his right mind. He appeared normal enough, but some of the things he was saying didn’t seem quite right. What if suddenly, he went mad and tried to shove the spoon into someone’s throat, or worse, broke the bowl and used the shards to slit their neck?
"I didn’t say I wasn’t going to eat."
When Jeong Tae-ui set the bowl down, Ilay spoke in a calm voice. His gaze, which had been looking at Jeong Tae-ui strangely, now carried a faint smile. Very slowly, Jeong Tae-ui felt a chill crawl up his spine as Ilay gripped his wrist with overwhelming strength, preventing him from moving.

"…!!"
In the blink of an eye, the world flipped upside down. As soon as Ilay grabbed his elbow, his neck was wrenched painfully, and Jeong Tae-ui lost his balance. The soft mattress didn’t cushion the blow as much as he expected, and as he gasped for air, Ilay was already atop him.
"Did you think it wasn’t going to happen?"

Ilay chuckled. Jeong Tae-ui blinked in confusion, trying to make sense of what was happening, but his face twisted in displeasure. He had no idea what was going on, but it was clear this wasn’t a good situation.
"Did it feel dangerous, and you had that gut feeling? Then you should’ve run the moment you felt it."
Ilay’s words were vague and cryptic, but Jeong Tae-ui stared at him, muttering under his breath.

"What’s your problem? Is the porridge too bland? Or is it that nothing’s improving, even when you’re with me? If it’s the first, maybe I could’ve made it a little tastier, but if it’s the second, that’s not my fault."
Ilay, seemingly unfazed by Jeong Tae-ui’s words, asked him in a tone that seemed completely out of place.
"During the war, soldiers on missions who hadn’t eaten or drunk anything for days, with their lives hanging by a thread—what do you think they chose when they were given food and women?"

His playful words hung in the air, and Jeong Tae-ui felt like his skin was crawling.
He couldn’t believe it.
Three days of suffering with a fever. Not eating anything. Now, he was barely conscious, still burning with fever. The heat from Ilay’s touch, from his forehead, neck, and the breath against his chest, felt like it could burn him alive.

Jeong Tae-ui had to slowly move his fingers, wrists, and arms, checking if he could even move them properly. It was clear his body wasn’t functioning right.
He shook his wrist once more, trying to free himself from Ilay’s strong grip, but it was no use. Even the pressure of Ilay’s body above him didn’t budge, as if Ilay was using his full strength to keep him pinned.
"Illei! ―――Hey!"

Jeong Tae-ui shouted anxiously. Then only laughter came back. The lips that had been moving by his ear crawled down his cheek and touched his lips, and then fierce fangs bit his lips.

"Ouch! ―――Hey, it hurts! Damn it, why are you suddenly horny again and making a fuss, what kind of strength does a guy who hasn't even eaten blood have..., Hey, do it later, later!"

It seemed like this damn guy was going to eat the land again. Jeong Tae-ui shouted several times, but he didn't hear any answer. Illei, as if he was deaf, didn't respond at all and just occasionally snickered and ran his eyes over Jeong Tae-ui's body. It was different than other times. Other times, he had time to himself. It wasn’t like he was showing any signs of anxiety now, but at other times, he would smile, joke, and talk while stroking Jeong Tae-ui’s body. But now, he was silent, and he was just caressing Jeong Tae-ui leisurely. As if he wouldn’t listen to anything Jeong Tae-ui said.

“Hey, I told you to do it later. What are you doing when you’re dying without any energy? You’re still feverish. When you get your energy back, do it. When have I ever refused…?”

After saying that, he felt a little sorry, but Jeong Tae-ui sighed and muttered. When he thought about it, that’s true. Illei had climbed on top of Jeong Tae-ui a few times as if he had remembered her, but Jeong Tae-ui had never truly refused her. In fact, he had a strong feeling that his refusal would not work on him even if he had refused her, but on the other hand, when he kept on making excuses, Jeong Tae-ui would naturally feel the same way. Looking at it this way, I also have a pretty weak sense of morality, he thought briefly inwardly, and shook the hand that was being held once more.

As expected, it didn’t move at all.

His chest felt a little cold. It wasn’t that he felt a sense of crisis. If he kept doing this, he would just rub it and spit it out like he always did, and it would fall off on its own, so it was nothing more than doing the same thing he had done several times before.

But this monstrous strength. It was hard to believe that it was the strength of someone who had just woken up from a coma for several days. It was even harder to believe that he was still suffering from a high fever. Furthermore, the only thing holding onto Jeong Tae-ui’s two hands was a single hand. Jeong Tae-ui thought that he had the strength of a standard adult male, even if he wasn’t much stronger than others. But he couldn’t handle the strength of just one hand.
They say that crazy people are strong, and that was true. As the old saying goes, there’s no such thing.

“Hey, Ille—….”

"You won't refuse?"

For the first time, Illei answered Jeong Taeui. It would have been more correct to call it a confirmation or a question rather than an answer, but Jeong Taeui frowned at the question mixed with a faint sneer.

"Have I ever dodged when you've attacked me before? Not once."

"Hmm. I'm sure I won't refuse. ... -Even so?"

He laughed in his ear. His hand pulled down Jeong Taeui's pants. The pants that were already barely hanging on his butt were lowered below his thighs. Instead, his legs felt tied up in his pants, making it even harder to move.

His groin was exposed. It should have been cool because it was exposed to the air, but it was even hotter. It was because Illei's body temperature, which was pressing down on him from above, was directly touching him. Somehow, Illei's lower body was pressed against Jeong Taeui's body, bare skin intact. It wasn’t just because of the hot feeling that he felt hotter than usual. His entire body felt like a ball of fire. The mouth that suddenly bit Jeong Tae-ui’s chest and licked it hard with his tongue, the hand that grabbed Jeong Tae-ui’s hand, the other hand that grabbed the back of his knee and spread his thigh wide, and his penis that rubbed between them.

It really felt like I was going to get burned. Jeong Tae-ui was even more scared. He probably wouldn’t really get burned, but if it was this hot… … .

“Hey. Seriously, let’s do it later. Don’t you know how hot you are right now? You little punk, aren’t you in your right mind…? You’re already a ball of fire, don’t you know that if you keep getting hotter, your body will be completely ruined?”

“Haha, let’s stop for my sake…?”

“I told you I wouldn’t do it later. You crazy bastard, think about your body!”

Jeong Tae-ui shouted, getting even angrier. However, even after being cursed at, Illei laughed out loud, wondering what was so good about it - he was definitely not in his right mind. The lump of flesh that was rubbing the tip of his leg also raised its head even more.

"I only have a slight fever, but my mind is completely clear. I can even remember the dreams I had while sleeping, so they are so vivid."

Jeong Taeui frowned at Illei's muttering.

"Dreams...? Are you doing this to me now because your dreams are so bad?"

"Hmm―――That's what it is. I originally didn't want to do this, but it's exciting, and more than anything, it's so painful that my lower body is being pulled. ……But it's still uncomfortable because one of my hands is tied."

Illei muttered as if talking to himself and tightened the hand that had been tying Jeong Taeui's wrist. Suddenly, he got up and grabbed the blanket lying next to him. He put one end in his mouth and easily ripped it off.

In front of Jeong Tae-ui, who was staring at him with wide eyes not knowing what he was doing, Illei tore the blanket into a long piece and tied it up with only one hand and mouth, and began to tie Jeong Tae-ui's hands with it.

Although his hands had been unfree until now, being held and being tied up felt completely different, and Jeong Tae-ui's face hardened. Then, he swung his hands around while cursing like crazy. This wasn't right, he thought. When Illei, who had tied his wrists with ease and secured them to the head of the bed, sat on Jeong Tae-ui's chest and looked down at him, Jeong Tae-ui turned pale with an ominous feeling spreading through his chest. It's dangerous. It's not good. The moment I saw Illei laughing brightly while licking the bloody fingers of Jeong Taeui’s struggling hand, that feeling became reality.

In addition, while sitting on Jeong Taeui’s chest and tying his wrists, Illei’s groin inevitably came close to his collarbone. His head was raised from under his chin, and his shaking penis came into view, even though he didn’t want to.

It gave me goosebumps. As expected, it was thick enough to be scary to look at. The thing with the dark red object extending long seemed like it would stab Jeong Taeui’s chin if he leaned forward just a little.

After licking the blood on his fingertips, Illei seemed to have guessed why Jeong Taeui suddenly turned his head with a stiff face. He suddenly smiled.
“It would be difficult if you made such a disgusting face. Today, you have to get close to this….”

He lightly grabbed his penis and lifted his waist from Jeong Taeui’s chest. The object under his chin came closer to his nose. The flesh that seemed like it would touch his face if it came even an inch closer looked even more hideous up close.
However, Jeong Tae-ui opened his eyes wide and looked at Illei. It took a while to interpret what he had just said.

"What…, how can we be friends, with that monster!"

"A monster. That's too much. But he was a guy who had been playing nicely with your stuff, rubbing his head against each other, so it's pitiful to say that. Besides, you have to think about your position as you eat that monster up and down. Huh?"

"T-T…!"

He tried to scream. He tried to spit out a bunch of curses. However, Jeong Tae-ui had to close his open mouth again. As soon as he opened his mouth, Illei tried to push his penis in. As soon as the object brushed against the inside of his lips, Jeong Tae-ui turned his head in shock. For a moment, he thought he was going to suffocate. The feeling of the tip of the glans slightly entering his mouth remained, so Jeong-tae turned his head and spat under the bed. A calm voice was heard in his ear.

"Oh, you have to open your mouth wide. Even then, it won't go in properly. Even if you open it as wide as it can, it'll probably only go halfway in."

"You crazy bastard—! Are you doing this because you have nothing better to do, you crazy bastard! Okay, put it in, put it in somewhere! Let's see if it doesn't cut it even if you bite it, your fucking dick or my teeth, if you want to see which one is tougher, put it in!"
Jeong Tae-ui screamed like crazy. If only his hands were still intact, he would have been wild. He tried to swing his knees and hit that crazy guy’s back, but even that was impossible because of the heavy hand pressing down on his lower abdomen.

“Jeong Tae-ui. If you don’t suck it properly, you’ll be the one who’ll be in pain. Unfortunately, there’s nothing that can be used as lubricant right now. ―――Oh, right, I have a few cans of beer that you like, but that’s not enough as lubricant.”
“Yoon-…”

He’s crazy. This guy must have gotten a fever and gone crazy. He wasn’t normal to begin with, but he wasn’t crazy like this, but he’s not in his right mind.
He was speechless and just stared at Illei, and he traced Jeong Tae-ui’s lips with his thumb as if he was sorry. He came to his senses and tried to bite his finger, but he slightly avoided his hand.

"You're in pain and all, don't even think about bringing that ugly thing to me. I'm really going to bite you. Just eat the ground and clean up like I usually do. Why are you acting like this all of asudden, you crazy guy!"

When Jeong Tae-ui swore, Illei pretended to sigh. A voice that muttered with regret pierced his ear.

"Tae-i, you're not a bad kid, but why haven't you been able to properly understand my personality while you've been by my side all this time? If you act like that, I'll be more interested in doing it."
"You crazy guy...! Let's see if you'll say that even if you get bitten!"
"Well, okay. Then I guess we should change the order a bit. I'm telling you, Tae-i, this is something you caused. If you had sucked when I told you to, it would've been less painful. Don't regret it."
"What—...!"

Illei moved away from Jeong Tae-ui's chest. Even though the weight that had been weighing down his chest had disappeared, his chest still felt suffocated. No, it seemed to get heavier. Ilay’s expression as he slowly kneaded his genitals and went back to the bottom of the bed was no different than usual. As usual, he was relaxed and indifferent. That was even more eerie.
He saw the genitals nodding in his hands. Just looking at them made him frown, but they were already erect enough to get erected. And the thing that was erected more than usual was bigger in reality than it was in Jeong Tae-ui’s memories.
That’s ridiculous. There’s no way something like that could be attached to a human body. No, that guy wasn’t human.

Ilay glanced at Jeong Tae-ui’s face, frozen in exhaustion, and chuckled. With that smiling face, he slowly climbed on top of Jeong Tae-ui. As a result, the tip of his genitals brushed against his thighs. At that moment, goosebumps ran down Jeong Tae-ui’s spine.

This crazy guy wasn’t joking. He wasn’t going to just rub it and be done with it.

“Ha, don’t—…!”

“It’s too late.”

Illei simply cut off the words that Jeong Taeui barely managed to utter with his frozen tongue. Then he spread Jeong Taeui’s thighs wide. The hand holding the back of his knee felt like a rock weighing a thousand pounds.

“Aha. Indeed.”

Illei’s voice mixed with laughter was heard. His gaze was directed at Jeong Taeui’s groin. He suddenly lowered his head as he stared at Jeong Taeui’s groin, which was no different from Jeong Taeui’s pale face, as if he was thoroughly licking it. The moment he felt the beast-like fangs touch the sensitive flesh, Jeong Taeui took a deep breath. It seemed as if he was going to bite and tear it apart. He was surrounded by hot mucous membranes. Jeong Taeui flinched at the sensation of hot water being poured over his groin. He opened his eyes wide and raised his head. Illei licked Jeong Taeui’s genitals between his legs and sucked them.

“Ugh—….” Jeong Tae-ui shrank. It felt like it was going to burn. The mouth that held the heat was so hot that it was painful. The force of the strong sucking on the genitals made it feel like the thing would be pulled out. The intense stimulation that was painful made him suffocate.
"Ah, ha, ㅡ... euㅡ...!!!"

The tips of his feet shrank involuntarily. Flinch, flinch, his toes wiggled against his will. This was the first time he had felt such intense stimulation. Without controlling the strength, he ate it up like a newborn baby sucking its mother's milk. There wasn't even pleasure. It was difficult to feel pleasure, it was just 'a stimulation so intense that my eyes turned white.'
He felt the thing rise up from the stimulation that made him suffocate. It was amazing. Even though it didn't feel like pleasure, his genitals rose up. Because of the sensation that was similar to pain, Jeong Tae-ui couldn't feel any other sensations for a while. A little below the genitals, the thumb that seemed to be rubbing the concave entrance several times had dug all the way into the root. In order to prevent her from feeling the eerie discomfort of the insides expanding and digging in, Illei was sucking Jeongtae's genitals vigorously while licking them.

"Don't, don't, stop, ah, haak, ㅡ…."

Her eyes were hot. She couldn't come to her senses because of the intense sensation that she couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure.

"It tastes better than I thought. Since it's my first time sucking a man's thing, I thought it would taste a little more unpleasant. If it's like this, I can suck it every night. ……Oh, Tae. You shouldn't be struggling like that already. It's going to hurt a little from now on. But you won't die, so don't worry too much. Okay—..."

Illei's voice seemed to be heard from far away. The intense sensation finally disappeared. Still in a tingling sensation, his own genitals, which were still firmly raised, were caught at the end of his hazy vision. Crazy bastard. Crazy kid. Those words echoed in his clouded mind. While gasping for breath that reached his chin, Jeong Tae-ui chewed the curses in his mind several times.
However, even that little thought disappeared again. Illei lay down on top of Jeong Tae-ui. Illei grabbed both of Jeong Tae-ui’s knees and pushed them up, licking his lips as he looked at his groin that was clearly exposed. His breathing seemed to be rising.

“This is truly spectacular. A guy with a hobby like this would cum just by looking at it. …… This. I’m in danger too. No, no. Tae-i, breathe in.”

A laugh was heard. It was low and soft, but creepy. The next moment, Jeong Tae-ui stopped breathing. Even though his breathing was up to his chin and his mind was going blank, he couldn’t breathe. Only suppressed moans came out of his gaping mouth. Even that was too small to be heard.

Something unfamiliar was digging between Jeong Tae-ui's legs. Ilei's penis pushed into the narrow hole where anything had gone out but never entered, spreading the folds. At first, not even half of the glans went in. The entrance was wide open so much that it seemed like every single wrinkle had been ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ opened, but the bottom of the glans was caught.
"Il, Ile, I, Sal, Sal-..."

He thought he was going to die. He truly thought that this man was going to kill him. Before the pain, Jeong Tae-ui was gripped by fear, and stared at him with his eyes wide open. Ilei suddenly frowned. With a face flushed with heat, he pressed his waist against his, then clicked his tongue lowly, sighed, and bent down.
He really meant to kill him. Even though he opened his mouth wide, he couldn't breathe, but he overlapped his lips with Jeong Tae-ui's mouth. And then he thrust his tongue in.
"It's okay. It's okay. Just hold on a little longer. It's okay. Now, breathe. I told you to inhale. ㅡ… Now exhale. Slowly, in time with my breathing."

It was a voice that was so gentle that it was scary. Unlike a moment ago, the voice was so gentle and affectionate that it was impossible to imagine the hideous thing that was slicing his groin from below his waist. That voice, which was clearly Illei's voice, was absolutely not a voice that this devilish man could make.

Jeong Tae-ui clung to that hallucinatory voice. He matched his breathing to the breath that the mouth was blowing as it licked its lips and gently sucked its tongue. As if it were artificial respiration, he inhaled when he blew air. He exhaled when he sucked his tongue. After doing this several times, his breathing improved significantly. However, the thing that had dug halfway down didn't move, so he felt a tremendous sense of discomfort.

As soon as Jeong Tae-ui could breathe again, he shrank his body to escape the discomfort. The hot thing was pushed out of the entrance. Ha, Illei laughed in disbelief.
"If you save a drowning man, shouldn't you at least give him a bundle as a reward, huh?"
The gentle voice was already gone. Just as cold as that voice, a hand grabbed Jeong Tae-ui's buttocks. Then, it spread outward and widened the entrance, and he lifted his waist up without mercy as if he were driving nails in.
"ㅡ...!!!"

No sound came out of his open mouth. It felt like he heard the sound of flesh bursting. It seemed like he was moaning wrong. That short moan, like an exclamation, was leaking out of the mouth of that bastard who was going to tear him to pieces.
"You're...ending it. Haa, ㅡ...it's...deadly...killing...it."

Along with the occasional words, a mad gaze poured out. Even in his mind that was becoming dizzy, that gaze was clearly fixed.
"Deadly...in...it...."

I barely said that. I heard that sound, Iray's laughter broke out. As if it were very pleasant, refreshing, large, he laughed.
"Yes, then how much you kill. ... ... Oh, what if you already cry."

His hand approached and stole his eyes. Only then did Jung realized that his eyes were wet. When the tears of physiologically, they wet his fingertips, seemed crazy.
"This chewy, remove it !! It's a good thing, this crazy guy !! Can't go out right now?!"

Jung Tae -ui shouted like crazy. The tied hands couldn't be so sad. I shook my body, but when Iray grabbed the calf and blocked it, he ended up in vain.

"Really? I'll let you go as you want. ……Ha. You're biting too hard and not letting go, so you won't come off. You're really sticking to me." Illei pretended to shake her waist a few times and then laughed softly. There was a heat in that laugh. After she lightly pulled her waist back a few times, the flesh that seemed to have dug into her body and stuck to her flesh came out hard. Jeong Tae-ui screamed. Stars appeared before her eyes. The penis that had barely left the glans and came out was throbbing viciously. Jeong Tae-ui closed his eyes, bending his waist tightly and putting himself in an uncomfortable position, with the gap between his legs in front of him. He looked at it twice.
It was because of the horrible sight he didn’t want to see. Who would want to see that weapon, tightly and precariously stuffed into his body that was stretched out beyond belief, as if it would rip through his thin skin?
“Take it out, you punk…….”

Just that alone made his whole body lose strength, and Jeong Tae-ui muttered in a hoarse voice. He was so pitiful and angry that he wanted to cry.
“I had a dream while sleeping for three days.”
However, Illei showed no sign of taking it out and started talking nonsense. He gently traced and rubbed the part where his genitals and Jeong Tae-ui’s body overlapped with one hand. Jeong Tae-ui flinched. "You and the kid were joking around, and it looked like you were having fun. It didn't look that tasty, but the kid was shaking his hips between your legs so happily, and it was so tasty that I was thinking about taking it away and eating it."
"What..."
"I woke up and saw you right in front of me, so I had to be able to not eat it. I can't help but want to try it, right?"
"...That crazy guy."