Passion (BL Novel)

Jeong Tae-ui gritted his teeth and muttered. He didn’t know where he had dreamed of a dog and was taking out his anger on himself. He felt like an idiot for worrying that this crazy guy would die.

“But, unfortunately……”
Illei suddenly made an awkward face. He frowned slightly and clicked his tongue, looking down at Jeong Tae-ui.
“I have a bad feeling after licking it once. …… It seems like it’ll be really delicious.”
At the same time as he finished speaking, the weapon that had been hanging precariously at the tip suddenly cut through his body again. He heard the sound of his lower abdomen hitting between his buttocks that had spread open.

Jeong Tae-ui realized only then how horrible his screams sounded. Thud, thud, the shock continued as if someone had punched his entrance.
The sensation in his entrance gradually disappeared. Instead, his stomach ached. The flesh that had penetrated his intestines was filling his stomach, widening the space for him to enter.
He must have lost consciousness for a moment. He might have fainted. It could have been for a very short time, or it could have been quite a while. When he came to, Jeong Tae-ui was crying out loud. He was struggling, crying out loud with a throat that was so full of blood that he couldn’t even make a sound.
Even though he was struggling, Illei was still there between his legs, which were shaking occasionally due to lack of strength. The weapon, which was covered in blood and semen, sank deep into his body and stayed there for a moment. It burst inside his body, and hot water like fire filled his stomach. The body’s memory was amazing, and Jeong Tae-ui realized that he had been out of his mind for quite some time just a moment ago. This wasn’t the first time this crazy guy had ejaculated inside him. Jeong Tae-ui cried. He cried out loud in excruciating pain, resentment, anger, and sorrow.
You crazy bastard, I’ll kill you, you’re worse than a beast, he muttered continuously in a voice that didn’t come out properly. Gulp, his lower body felt cold. He pulled Illei’s genitals out of his body. Even after all that fighting, it hasn’t completely withered yet, Jeong Tae-ui cried again.
“That’s why I told you. It’s better to go in order.”
Illei whispered. The lips that touched his forehead and then fell seemed unrealistic, so Jeong Tae-ui glared at him blankly with tearful eyes. Illei smiled crookedly as if he was having a hard time.
“You shouldn’t look at people like that. You should think about your own health, Tae-i. Okay?”
Are you saying you’re going to break his neck because you don’t like the way he’s glaring at you? Do whatever you want. What’s there to back down from in this situation? Jeong Tae-ui's body was sagging and he had no strength left, and he only moved his mouth to make a shape.
I'll kill you.
Illei seemed to have read that shape. He laughed out loud for a moment, then lay down on top of Jeong Tae-ui. He bit Jeong Tae-ui's cheek, who flinched reflexively, and said.
"I originally thought that I would fuck you until your asshole was ripped off, and then I would definitely put it in your mouth one last time."
Jeong Tae-ui's body stiffened. Just hearing those words made his spine stiff. Just try that. I will squeeze out all my remaining strength and bite that thing and cut it off. Illei noticed that bluish expression and laughed again. He lowered his hand and stroked the entrance that was slightly open and swollen from swallowing his thing for a long time. Jeon Tae-ui's body jumped up. "If it were up to me, I'd open your mouth and put it in there, even if it was just a finger, and be prepared to get some teeth marks... Don't be so nervous. I'm also a compassionate person."
If I had a little more energy in my body, I would have laughed out loud and scolded you, but I didn't have the energy to do that. Jeong Tae-ui was just lying there, tears streaming down his face.
"But today isn't the only day... I guess my body isn't normal, so I've been feeling down since a while ago and my head's been spinning. Besides, my mouth feels good, but my lower body feels really good too. So I'll let you put it in your mouth today."
Illei licked Jeong Tae-ui's cheek. Anger welled up at his tone, which seemed to be doing him a favor, and he wanted to beat the crazy bastard to death, but his wrists were still tied to the head of the bed. The skin on his wrists had peeled off, so it stung even if he just brushed against it a little. Illei continued to stroke Jeong Taeui's cheeks, chin, lips, etc. It seemed like a cat that was feeling good was lying next to him in the sun. It was a cat that was so terribly disgusting for a cat.
This little bastard, if only his wrists would loosen up and he would have some energy, I'll kill him right away, Jeong Taeui muttered as tears streamed down his face as his consciousness faded away.
At that moment, Illei's thing, which had not yet fully withered, slowly dug between Jeong Taeui's legs again. His fading consciousness tense up again. He rubbed his already numb groin, and his penis pushed in again.
"Ouch...."
Even though it had already spread open to the point where it wouldn't even close properly because it had been in and out dozens or hundreds of times, it hurt enough to make him sweat. As Jeong Taeui's body stiffened, this crazy bastard muttered, "It's okay, it's okay," as if he was talking to a child, and kissed him.

You crazy bastard, you should get crushed, are you okay!
At this moment, Jeong Tae-ui glared at him with a cold face, as if he would faint from anger rather than pain. Their eyes met. Illei, who had been looking down at Jeong Tae-ui with a leisurely smile like a beast that had eaten its fill, sighed and lay down on top of Jeong Tae-ui again as he filled his penis properly into Jeong Tae-ui's body. At that moment, the heat touched his skin.
"Tsk. Since I've never been sick before, I should be able to control my body properly. This is because I have no energy……"
If I had lost energy twice, I would have died a hundred times, Jeong Tae-ui thought in his head because he had lost all his energy. If you have no energy, just take out that damn thing below, he tried to say with the last of his strength, but he felt the strength slowly draining from Illei's body that was lying on top of him.
"……? Hey, it's heavy. Don't sleep and get out of the way……" He muttered in a hoarse voice that was hard to understand, but Illei, who couldn’t have missed it, didn’t answer. Jeong Tae-ui frowned. Hey, you crazy bastard, he called out again, but there was still no answer. All he could feel was his hot, rough breathing and the intense heat that could burn his skin.
Jeong Tae-ui called out to him several more times and swore at him, and after a while, he realized. Illei wasn’t asleep. He had passed out again and was in a coma. Jeong Tae-ui’s head became dizzy for a moment. He was so angry that his hair was swollen, and every single cell in his body felt like it was swelling up. How can someone be half-dead and then pass out?
That was the first time Jeong Tae-ui experienced fainting from sheer anger.
* * *
They say the heaviest thing in the world is the eyelids, and that seems to be true. That was the first thought that came to his mind. Jeong Tae-ui blinked his heavy eyelids a few times. He absentmindedly wondered whether he should close his eyes again or blink a little more. This was the fourth time he had this thought. When he first opened his eyes, everything around him was pitch black. He doesn’t know when it was. In fact, he doesn’t remember opening his eyes at all. The second time he opened his eyes, it was the same. He blinked a couple of times, but he lost consciousness again in the meantime. The third time he opened his eyes, he still looked at the clock. The light on the nightstand on the nightstand had turned on, and he could see the wall clock dimly. It was just before 5 a.m. He must have fallen into a deep sleep after looking at the clock. And the fourth time, Jeong Tae-ui opened his heavy eyelids that kept closing, as if they were a thousand pounds, with difficulty, and looked at the clock again. It was just past 6 a.m. It felt like quite some time had passed since I opened my eyes for the third time, but in reality, only about an hour and a half had passed. It seemed like that was the case when I was very ill, which was rare. When I was sick, the nights were unusually long, and I felt like I had slept for a long time, but when I came to my senses, not much time had actually passed.
Should I sleep a little longer? But before that, there seemed to be something I had to think about.
Jeong Tae-ui closed his eyes. He wanted to leave his consciousness, which was slowly drifting away, as it was, but his mind, which had regained some consciousness, concluded that he had to think about it. However, his consciousness had briefly fallen and returned in the meantime, and when he opened his eyes again, another ten minutes had passed. This time, his eyelids were a little lighter than before.
Let's stay still. I had to think about something, but what was it? He blinked his eyes slowly once, twice, but his head was so dizzy that he couldn't think of anything. Then, the first thought that came to his mind was a sense of discomfort in the midst of familiarity.
This wasn't Jeong Tae-ui's room. It wasn’t unfamiliar, but it wasn’t the room he’d seen every time he woke up. This was… … Ah, right. It was Illei’s room.
Jeong Tae-ui turned his head an inch. There was no one there. He looked to the other side, but there was no one there either. He didn’t feel any signs of life. It seemed like he was the only one in the room. Why was I lying alone in a room without an owner? Jeong Tae-ui thought blankly. However, he only had thoughts, and he wasn’t that curious. It seemed like half of his thinking function had stopped in his head.

Anyway, he thought about getting up. Jeong Tae-ui tried to support his languid, weak body by placing his arms on the floor. No, he tried to place them on the floor. However, the moment he moved his arms, his shoulders, upper arms, elbows, and even his wrists started to ache, and he frowned momentarily.
“Ouch…….”
A groan escaped his lips. However, even that couldn’t come out properly. A hoarse sound like the sound of wind leaked out from his throat. As soon as he opened his mouth, a fierce thirst and a burning pain in his throat came rushing in. His lips and the inside of his mouth were completely dry. Now that he looked, it wasn't just his neck or arms. His waist, stomach, legs, and even his buttocks muscles, which he had never felt pain before, were throbbing and aching. Jeong Tae-ui was momentarily flustered. Move.
This muscle pain was so terrible that it was scary. He couldn't understand this condition where not only his muscles but also his bones were aching.
He frowned at the throbbing pain and muttered, "Ouch," and decided to get up anyway. Then he sat up with difficulty, barely supporting his body that was creaking and screaming in pain.
As soon as he sat down, he slid back down. It felt like his body was being torn apart. He couldn't feel between his legs. The feeling of the flesh on the inside of his thighs rubbing against him didn't feel like his own flesh. It felt like stroking anesthetized skin. However, a little more than that, it felt hot as if a fire had been lit. Maybe because pain is something that is felt more deeply the moment you realize it, the inside of his legs hurt terribly as soon as he thought it hurt. It felt like it had been burned. Yes, it felt exactly like being burned.
And Jeong Tae-ui regained his memories and thoughts in that pain that made tears well up in his eyes. Ilay.
Ilay Regrow.
This damned bastard.
As soon as the memory came back, anger surged. The anger that was pounding inside his chest was so strong that he could barely breathe. His mind went blank.
Should I really kill this guy? Should I really kill him by risking my life and rushing to kill him? No matter what, if I sacrifice my life, even if I can’t kill him, I can still grab that damn thing and pull it out.

Jeong Tae-ui clenched his fists, panting as his heart pounded and he couldn’t breathe freely. He had scratched so hard to cut the rope that was binding his wrists that blood had dried on his fingernails. There were bruises on his wrists that were shaped like strings, and the skin there was peeling off and blood was seeping out. When he saw the marks, his eyes rolled back.
“Where did this bastard go…….” Last night, I screamed so much that I muttered a few words, and the taste of blood faintly spread through my mouth. There must have been blood seeping out of my throat.
"Where did this damned bastard go...!"
If he was in front of me right now, it seemed like he would just run at me without caring about the difference in strength and his dog-like personality.
"This damned bastard, find this and just kill him...!"
One side of my head seemed to have lost all sense of reason. In this situation where I couldn't even control my body properly and my whole body was in so much pain that I thought I would die, it was impossible for him to kill Illei, but reason refused to make such calculations. Emotions surged.
Jung Tae-yi lay on his side on the bed, trembling. There was no place that didn't hurt. Even his eyes were swollen because he had cried so much. Still, he should be thankful that his tears had dried and his face didn't sting after crying so much. Jeong Tae-ui wiped his cheek with the back of his hand. Then he paused, saying, “Oh.”
His cheek was clean. I thought it would definitely be a sticky mess, but it was soft except for the swollen part. Now that I think about it… … .
Jeong Tae-ui slowly moved his leg. He flinched, a sharp pain ran down his spine as if his body was going to break just by moving a few centimeters. His resentment leaked out of his mouth again as curses. But his leg was the same. There was no sticky or unpleasant feeling left.
Jeong Tae-ui tilted his head. It was strange. His whole body should be so ugly that he couldn’t even open his eyes, but why did it feel so clean? It should be so sticky and slimy that he should be swearing. Surely this whole situation couldn’t be a dream… … … … .
Jeong Tae-ui sighed, feeling the stinging pain again just by tilting his head. Now that I think about it, there’s something else strange. Where did this beastly madman go?
He did that while his body was boiling hot, so he should have passed out again with a fever, but there was no sign of life on this bed or in the room. Could it be that he died? That’s why people threw his body away somewhere… … .
Jeong Tae-ui sighed and shook his head. People who are physically tired and have wandering minds just keep having empty thoughts.
Jeong Tae-ui slowly swept his body buried under the blanket. It hurt just to move his arms. Judging from how hot his body was, he must have a fever. Well, if I don’t lie down after that, I’m not human.
He slowly ran his fingertips over his body, and his skin ached wherever he touched. It hurt like he had a bad cold. His sensitive fingertips stung as they caught the swollen skin from the bite marks and the bitten chest. Suddenly, blood rushed to my face. I vividly recalled the feeling of Ilay’s hands and lips touching every place I touched. Was there any place on my body that her hands hadn’t touched?
“……Damn…….”

After regaining his energy, he thought that he should first rub his body so that the skin would peel off. The hand that had been sweeping his body eventually reached his groin. He flinched and his hand flinched involuntarily. Cold sweat rose up his back as he remembered the terrible pain from last night. He carefully traced it with his fingers. His hand touched his swollen and hot body. It was so hot that his body jumped. As soon as he touched it, the wound felt so hot that it felt like it was going to set fire to him, so he withdrew his hand without even thinking about touching it any further. But as expected, his hand was dry. There was no dirt or mucus on it. Jeong Tae-ui glared at his own hand and frowned.
That was when.
The door opened.
Jeong Tae-ui, who had been turning his back to the door, shrank his shoulders. He turned his head, holding his creaking body in place. Through the open door, Ilei was coming in. He looked fine.
He had clearly shown off his insane stamina just a few hours ago, but he was still boiling hot, but now he walked in with a clean face as if nothing had happened.
"Oh, you're awake. I thought you wouldn't be able to wake up for a few more hours."
"……."
He was no different than usual. His face was cool and indifferent, with a faint smile that seemed to be fading away, just like Il-lay as usual.
"You……."
Jeong-tae opened his mouth, gritting his teeth. His breath caught in his throat again when he saw that shameless face.
"Thanks to you, I'm better. When I woke up this morning, my body felt light and my fever had gone down to normal. I'm a little weaker than usual, so I'll have to eat only porridge for a day or two."
Il-lay mumbled as if nothing had happened and approached him. Before Jung Tae-ui, who was grabbing a pillow as soon as he could toss anything, could even swing his hand, he put the tray he was holding in one hand down on the bed—on the pillow Jung Tae-ui was grabbing.
"I didn't think I could get up, so I brought a few things from the restaurant. You liked plain yogurt and cheese vegetable salad, right? Two of those."
"......."
Jung Tae-ui, who was about to get angry, froze with his mouth open and glared at Illei. Illei sat on the edge of the bed and passed the fork to Jung Tae-ui before meeting his gaze as if asking why. The way he tilted his head was extremely disgusting.
"You."
Jung Tae-ui spoke softly. He bit his trembling lips once and glared at that pale face. It wouldn't have been strange if he had punched him in the face at any moment. Illei raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled. The smile on his lips grew a little thicker and he nodded as if to tell him to say something.
"Why."
Jung Tae-ui clenched his fists while looking straight at that shameless face. Then he put the first question that came to his mind into his mouth.
"You're feeling okay now that your fever has gone down?"
He asked with an extremely fierce expression and an extremely displeased tone, as if picking a fight, so Illei closed his mouth for a moment. He frowned faintly and pointed at himself, his expression disappearing as if he had heard something he had never expected.
"Me?"
"Then who else here has a fever and is feeling unwell besides you?"
Jung Tae-ui himself was feeling unwell at the moment, but at least he wasn't feeling unwell. Illei looked at Jung Tae-ui for a little longer, remaining silent as he spoke even more fiercely and displeasedly. Then, suddenly, as if he had something on his mind, he covered his mouth with one hand. He rubbed his chin and lowered his head, as if he was pondering a difficult situation. However, Jeong Tae-ui, who had been watching him for a while, burst into tears in less than a few seconds. It was because he heard the laughter leaking out softly between his fingers. He wasn’t worried, but was laughing quietly.
“Hey, you…ㅡ!!”
When Jeong Tae-ui tried to scream, Illei rubbed his still-smiling mouth with his hand and mockingly said.
“Why? If I still have a fever and feel unwell, are you going to take care of me while leading me?”
“Am I a crazy person! If you killed the guy who raped me, why are you nursing me?”
“Then why are you asking me something like that as your first question?”
Illei continued to laugh as if he was dumbfounded, muttering, “What on earth is this guy’s brain structure?” Feeling how unfair it was to hear that man talk about the structure of his head, Jeong Tae-ui grabbed his head.
"What on earth are you thinking? What are you putting in my head that you can rape me! Are you planning to kill me? Are you planning to kill me?! I really thought my life was over yesterday, do you know that?!"
"Ah―――Sorry. I was dizzy from ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) the fever and my mind wasn't working properly. There's something like that. When a person feels threatened for their life, their instinct to preserve their species kicks in. I guess that kind of instinct to leave my offspring behind must have been triggered even when I wasn't in my right mind. It seems like I was really sick enough to feel threatened for my life."
Illei said with a very serious face. Now that I think about it, this guy was in a pretty serious condition. He was in a coma for several days and his fever didn't go down either, so he wasn't in a normal state, Jeong Tae-ui thought to himself, nodding his head. But then he came to his senses and threw the cushion that was within his reach.
"What kind of instinct for preserving a frozen species is it to leave that damn seed to the same man!"
"Haha, that's true. But it'll hurt if you move like that. And even though you wiped the outside, it'll still be inside, won't it leak out?"
Illei, who lightly hit the cushion with the back of his hand, spoke slowly, spinning around.
It was just as he said.
Even if he moved his body to throw the cushion, how much did he move? Jung Tae-ui collapsed on the bed because his back hurt so much that it felt like it was going to break. At that moment, he felt the sticky, oozing sensation between his spread legs, so vivid that it made him shiver.
"Ugh, what is this...?"
He got goosebumps from the unfamiliar sensation he was experiencing for the first time in his life. As Jeong Tae-ui crouched frozen, Illei pushed the tray away on the side table and quickly pulled away the blanket.
"If we leave it like this, it'll be a pain all day, so let's take it out slowly."
Illei muttered calmly and pushed Jeong Tae-ui's chest. He grabbed his knees, who were about to collapse due to lack of strength, and spread them apart, placing the towel that had been hanging on the back of the chair underneath them. Jeong Tae-ui's face hardened. He glared at Illei so hard that it seemed as if fire would come out of his eyes, but Illei stared at Jeong Tae-ui's groin as if he didn't even sense such gaze.
At first, he was dumbfounded. Then, the second time, he was furious. He didn't expect a sincere apology from this man. He wasn't the type to reflect on himself. However, there is a limit to making fun of people.
"Illei. ……Illei! Let go!" Jeong Tae-ui shouted in anger. Only then did Illei glance at Jeong Tae-ui as his voice filled with anger. He seemed to be lost in thought for a moment and then let go of Jeong Tae-ui’s knee.
At that moment, Jeong Tae-ui kicked Illei’s chest with all his might without any mercy. His heel hit his chin. Illei’s expression slightly distorted.
Illei, who took a step back and sat down, coughed three or four times. The way he glared at Jeong Tae-ui while caressing his chin was eerie. And Jeong Tae-ui regretted it a little the moment he kicked his chin accurately. If he got hit wrong, he could die. Fortunately, Illei coughed a few times as soon as he fell a little, and he looked quite fine.
Jeong Tae-ui frowned, thinking to himself that he definitely got hit properly, but this monster. However, one thing still remained unsettling. What kind of spirit was he thinking when he kicked that monster? Of course, he had built up enough resentment to not be satisfied even if he drank it, but still, looking at that ominous gaze, his spine felt cold.
So what, you’re going to kill me like this after killing someone half-assed? Jung Tae-ui grumbled to himself and wiggled his ankle. He had kicked the pubis, but it had also hit him. After moving his body violently, his muscles suddenly hurt. With a groan, Jung Tae-ui fell down again.
“……Does this make you feel better?”
At that moment, he heard unexpected words. Illei was still sitting there, kicked, and talking as if he was displeased.
Jung Tae-ui blinked for a moment, not understanding what that beastly man, who twisted his opponent’s neck without even blinking at the slightest mistake, was saying. Illei clicked his tongue and grumbled, “I’m not used to getting hit, so I almost reached out without realizing it.”

It was unexpected. When I thought about killing this guy, I was already prepared that I might die, but I never thought that this guy would come out so easily after getting hit by someone else. Jeong Tae-ui first brushed his chest. Anyway, it looks like I won’t die this time. After thinking that, Jeong Tae-ui sighed depressedly, realizing how timid he was.
Illei coughed once or twice to clear his throat, then bent over Jeong Tae-ui again. Then he grabbed his knees. Jeong Tae-ui, who had been blaming himself for his timidity just a moment ago, lost all his timidity at that moment.
“This kid just got hit and again……!”
“Be quiet! I won’t let you get hit quietly twice! This is the first time in my life that I’ve been hit quietly, so think about it as if you’re alive!” But before Jeong Tae-ui could scream, Illei screamed out loud. He must have been really angry at getting hit, because his breathing was ragged. No, this crazy guy is also a good guy, who is yelling at whom right now? I thought, but his timidity returned in an instant, and he couldn’t fight back, so Illei groaned in displeasure as he looked at Jeong Tae-ui, who was just glaring at Illei. He clicked his tongue with a face that seemed like he had screamed for nothing, and then bluntly spread Jeong Tae-ui’s legs apart. Illei stared at his groin. Jeong Tae-ui tried to shake off his hand that was holding his knee, but Illei’s hand only gained more strength. Jeong Tae-ui pretended to be crazy and thought about kicking him one more time. Then, all of a sudden, he felt pathetic and disgusted by this situation and lost his energy. Phew, a sigh escaped along with his energy. Yes, you crazy guy. Do whatever you want. Anyway, you licked and sucked it yesterday, so why should you feel embarrassed now?

As soon as he felt annoyed, all his strength left him and he leaned against the headboard of the bed. He was half-lying down, lying down, his legs spread wide open, and this embarrassing sight was so embarrassing that he was afraid he would see it in his dreams.
Damn it. What is that crazy guy looking at so intently? Did he put a gold nugget in there?
While Jeong Tae-ui was cursing inwardly, Illei suddenly muttered to himself.
"That's a bit much..."
"What?"
Jeong Tae-ui looked at Illei with a face of bewilderment. Of course, Jeong Tae-ui, who was a bit confused and couldn't control his emotions, could easily guess how miserable the place Illei was looking at was.
"I guess all the people you've slept with so far were fine?"
Jeong Tae-ui muttered in a sulk, wondering if he was saying something new. There was no way he could have been safe after stabbing that vicious thing.
However, Illei made a face that seemed indifferent and started to cry again.
"No, I didn't see him again after I woke up."
"...Then don't look at mine either!"
He shouted at Jeong Tae-ui, who was staring at him with his legs spread wide while saying that no one else would. He raised his leg thinking that he would kick the bastard once more, but Illei held onto his knee tightly and wouldn't let go. He clicked his tongue. Then he looked at Jeong Tae-ui's groin with dark eyes and said as if he was sighing.
"I'm sorry. Lie down. If you don't take it out, you'll suffer all day."
Jeong Tae-ui stared blankly at Illei, who spread Jeong Tae-ui's legs a little more and sat down between them.
I'm sorry.
It was different from the 'Ah---sorry' from a little while ago. Maybe Jeong Tae-ui's ears were wrong, but it contained a vague sincerity. But there was no way this man would sincerely apologize. While Jeong Tae-ui was staring at him with a suspicious face, Illei put his hand between Jeong Tae-ui’s legs. The moment his white hand touched his groin, Jeong Tae-ui suddenly came to his senses. Illei pushed his body, which was jumping up reflexively, back down.
“Stay still. It might hurt a little, but it’s better than going to the bathroom all day. It’ll be hard to get out of bed with that body.”
He blocked Jeong Tae-ui with an indifferent voice, and touched the space between his legs, but before Jeong Tae-ui could say anything, he thrust his finger inside. It was hard because it was so swollen that even touching something made it sting, but more than anything, the feeling of something flowing out from inside as soon as he bent his finger and spread it apart was extremely creepy.
“Ugh, ugh, what, what, what is it…ㅡ.” "My seed. Ah, it's coming out."
Illei calmly muttered in front of Jeong Tae-ui, who was almost in a state of thought and shuddering, and lowered her gaze to the milky liquid flowing out of his body while wetting her fingers. The sticky liquid dripped from the place where it was red and swollen and barely swallowed a finger, slowly and continuously.
Even though he tried to shrink his body reflexively, Illei bent his fingers and opened the entrance, and Jeong Tae-ui felt a blue face and a tearful face at the sensation of it flowing out regardless of Jeong Tae-ui's chair. Aside from the swelling and tearing, the feeling of the flow flowing out didn't hurt, but it was better to be in pain.
Feeling like crying, "Mom," Jeong Tae-ui just grabbed the bed sheet.
"...Okay. It seems like it's all come out."
The flow slowed down only after it flowed from his hand and soaked the towel underneath. Illei ran his fingers through Jeong Tae-ui’s body a few more times as if to scrape out the rest, then pulled his hand away with a somewhat regretful look.
While Jeong Tae-ui was lying on the bed in a state of near exhaustion, Illei silently cleaned up. He threw the wet towel into the basket, soaked a new towel in warm water, and thoroughly wiped Jeong Tae-ui’s groin, which was not moving. Finally, he wiped his own hands, laid Jeong Tae-ui back on the bed, and covered him with the blanket. Jeong Tae-ui looked at Illei miserably, feeling like a child who had cried all afternoon and then stopped crying on his own. He couldn’t even imagine this man cleaning up like this while Jeong Tae-ui was asleep this morning, even though he had just seen him in front of his eyes. This crazy guy, who was like a monster, like a beast, and like an inhuman, surprisingly had good manners in that regard.
However, Jeong Tae-ui’s depressed state of mind didn’t even look good.
“You’re very familiar with it.” When he muttered fiercely, Illei looked back and said, “Hmm?” Then he tilted his head.
“Does it seem familiar? It was my first time cleaning up after someone else, but I’m glad you didn’t feel uncomfortable.”
Illei smiled and sat on the edge of the blanket that Jeong Tae-ui was covering. Jeong Tae-ui, who was trapped in the blanket in an instant, frowned, but he lowered his head. Then he stopped about a foot away from Jeong Tae-ui’s face. The soft voice spoke again, unbelievable.
“I’m sorry.”
“……. I guess you know you’re sorry. Well, if you rape someone and don’t feel sorry, are you human?”
Thinking about it, this man wasn’t human, but Jeong Tae-ui decided to just let it go. However, when he heard those words, Illei made a strange face for a moment. It was a face that had heard something unexpected. That face disappeared in an instant and returned to its usual expression, but Jeong Tae-ui didn’t miss that brief moment of expression. He asked with a suspicious frown.

"What? What are you sorry about, then?"
"No..., I thought it would be inconvenient since you won't be able to move properly for a day or two. ……Now that I think about it, I'm a little sorry about what you said."
Even though he said that with a face that clearly showed that it was just lip service, he didn't feel like forgiving at all.
Jeong Tae-ui's anger surged again and his stomach clogged up, and he couldn't breathe with his mouth open, glaring at Illei menacingly before pulling the blanket over his head. He felt like looking at him would only make him angrier.