#070
## Chapter 6
Black water swirled around. It enveloped his body. Yoo Seong-woo felt his overheated body warming the surrounding water. No, the water was already warm. As warm as his body temperature. No, even warmer than his body temperature.
He reached out his hand. Someone touched his fingertips.
At that moment, Yoo Seong-woo wished it was Yeon Tae-soo. Even as his body burned terribly, hoping someone would do something for him, he wished that someone would be Yeon Tae-soo.
So when he barely opened his eyes and saw the face before him, he felt relief first.
Could it really be you?
It can’t be you. You must hate me, or have forgotten me by now.
His fingertips trembled as they touched Yeon Tae-soo’s cheek. His sunglasses and hat had been removed at some point. His vision should be clear, but noise kept interfering with his visual display.
And his body was excessively hot. Several times hotter than before.
“Haa, ugh…”
“Yes, Seong-woo.”
Yeon Tae-soo came to kiss him. It was a gentle kiss. Though their lips merely touched, a wave of heat rose, making him desperate.
When Yoo Seong-woo flailed his hands, Yeon Tae-soo grasped them in midair. The cool prosthetic hand and the flesh hand that seemed slightly cooler than his own body temperature firmly held both his hands. So tight it almost hurt.
After a very brief pain, the grip quickly loosened. And then he interlaced their fingers with a gentleness that made the momentary pain seem insignificant. His lips were the same. Though his breath was hot as if he might crush him at any moment, his touch was tender.
Soft kisses followed one after another. Yeon Tae-soo’s lips were trembling slightly. These light kisses, where their lips simply met without tongues intertwining, repeated several times.
His entire body was hot and his mind hazy. The noise in his vision was bothersome. He wanted to see Yeon Tae-soo more clearly. He wanted to confirm if he was real.
He pulled away from the kiss and met his eyes. Through the intensifying noise, he could see Yeon Tae-soo’s face.
When that expressionless face broke into a smile that looked almost like crying, something flickered and lit up inside Yoo Seong-woo.
Ah, perhaps you are also like me…
Yoo Seong-woo’s thoughts could not continue further. Because Yeon Tae-soo kissed him again.
His tongue pushed between his lips. Unlike before, it was a raw and passionate kiss. The sensation of a soft tongue exploring his mouth intensified the heat in his body. Hot water rippled in his chest. Yoo Seong-woo was filled to the brim with it, as if it might overflow but never did.
His heated body wanted Yeon Tae-soo. As they continued kissing, he explored the other’s body. His frozen body began to thaw. It was strange. How could he have been frozen while being so hot?
As if transferring warmth, or perhaps stealing it, Yeon Tae-soo swallowed his breath. Only when they were both out of breath did their lips part.
“Yeon…”
“Yes, it’s me, Seong-woo.”
A gentle voice. But it was moist with emotion. Why would you be sad? That couldn’t be right. Or did you really wait for me?
He couldn’t think as far as realizing they wouldn’t have met if Yeon Tae-soo hadn’t actively searched for him. The heat of his body was so intense it seemed to dull his mind.
The heat rose even higher, as if it had been waiting for Yeon Tae-soo. The pill’s side effects were greater than expected. When Yeon Tae-soo pressed his body against his heated one, it grew even hotter. The rising heat was difficult for him to endure, and it felt as if his limbs were on fire. Yet somehow, he felt that Yeon Tae-soo could resolve this heat.
“Your body, why is it like this? Your fever is too severe. Let’s go to the hospital.”
At Yeon Tae-soo’s words, Yoo Seong-woo immediately turned pale. He shook his head vigorously.
“N-no, not the hospital, please, not the hospital.”
“What are you saying? You have such a high fever.”
“I-it’s okay, I took m-medicine… it’s just a side effect. Please…”
When he clutched at Yeon Tae-soo’s collar desperately, fortunately, Yeon Tae-soo stopped insisting. Instead, perhaps to cool him down, he began to remove his clothes. The wooden floor of the old school creaked.
Yoo Seong-woo clung desperately to Yeon Tae-soo as he undressed him. Only he could calm his body.
“More, touch me more…”
A plea he would never have made before came out involuntarily. Through his blurred vision, he could see Yeon Tae-soo’s jaw tense. He thought he heard the sound of teeth grinding.
After that, he was completely naked. Yeon Tae-soo took his nipple into his mouth and began to suck. The rough action sent shivers down his spine. But the desire was greater than that. A lust he had never felt before made his lower abdomen hot.
“Ah, hng, nngh!”
Just from having his nipples sucked, Yoo Seong-woo ejaculated. Semen sprayed everywhere, leaving marks on Yeon Tae-soo’s black suit.
Yeon Tae-soo, seemingly unconcerned, pressed his upper body down on him as if covering him, and searched for his crevice with his prosthetic hand.
Having not had sex for a long time, even one finger was difficult to accommodate. Yoo Seong-woo trembled at the pressure he hadn’t felt in a while. No, perhaps the trembling was due to the fever. Whatever the reason, everything was overwhelming.
Yeon Tae-soo’s cold prosthetic hand pushed into his hot body. The cold sensation felt more vivid because of the heat.
The hard fingers explored his inner walls. Each time, unable to withstand the cold sensation, Yoo Seong-woo trembled. With each tremor, his entrance tightened reflexively.
“Hnngh… hng…”
Despite it having been quite some time since they had last had sex, Yeon Tae-soo remembered exactly how and where to touch him to make him feel good. As his fingertips brushed near a spot he liked, Yoo Seong-woo ejaculated again.
He looked up at Yeon Tae-soo with hazy eyes. If it were the person he knew, he would have teased him with vulgar words by now. It felt unfamiliar that he didn’t say a word about him coming again or leaking so much.
Are you really just a fantasy I’ve created? Are you not really here, and is this just a side effect of the pill?
Just as that thought crossed his mind, Yeon Tae-soo’s real hand, not the prosthetic, cupped his cheek. The warmth hit him suddenly.
“Haah…”
Yoo Seong-woo unconsciously felt his breathing ease. Yeon Tae-soo met his eyes.
“It’s me, it really is me, Seong-woo.”
At those words, as if reading his mind, something burst inside him. Once it broke, like a dam giving way, it flowed out continuously and couldn’t be stopped.
“Ah, hukk, huk, heuk…”
Moans and sobs mixed and came out uncontrollably. The sounds he made were like his broken body condition. His malfunctioning body that kept falling apart without accomplishing anything.
Yeon Tae-soo, with a face devoid of any playfulness, explored him. The cold prosthetic hand that entered him skillfully loosened his entrance. The other hand caressed his cheek.
Unlike the hard metal fingers probing below, the warmth touching his face was nothing but affectionate. It seemed to affirm his existence. It seemed to tell him it wasn’t a fantasy. Because of that, the fingers inside him weren’t frightening.
Yoo Seong-woo felt his temples continually getting wet. Why am I crying? What if Yeon Tae-soo misunderstands? I don’t have emotions. Even if I did, they would only be learned fakes.
Yet why was this fake so deep, dark, and heavy? It hurt like it was real.
Finally, the cold, hard fingers withdrew from his softened insides. However, Yeon Tae-soo didn’t immediately penetrate him but paused for a moment.
Soon, fingers brushed Yoo Seong-woo’s face. He realized a beat late that Yeon Tae-soo was tracing his scar.
“How upsetting. You’ve gone and gotten hurt.”
What would he say if I told him I deliberately made this wound to escape from him? Would he be angry? Yeon Tae-soo kissed him again. He entered him somewhat urgently.
Unlike the tender kisses, there was no patience below. The entrance, which he thought was loosened enough, was stiff and struggled to accept Yeon Tae-soo’s manhood. Once the blunt head barely managed to push inside, the shaft with its bumpy beads followed.
“Hnngh!”
Unable to bear the overwhelming sensation, Yoo Seong-woo trembled. Yeon Tae-soo, as if soothing him, kissed him multiple times while forcefully pushing his manhood in. The gentle kisses contrasted with the roughness below.
Yeon Tae-soo’s member finally broke through and entered him. And as if he couldn’t wait any longer, he immediately began to move.
Without any respite or waiting, Yoo Seong-woo was helplessly shaken by the relentless penetration. Yeon Tae-soo’s urgency was palpable.
He wanted him.
Yeon Tae-soo’s heat pressed down on his own. The excitement presumably caused by the pill’s side effects still remained, but it seemed to be pressed down with each thrust of Yeon Tae-soo’s manhood.
“Hnng, ah, ugh, huk…!”
“…Seong-woo.”
Yeon Tae-soo kept calling him. Seong-woo, Seong-woo. Calling the name he had created over and over, he moved his hips without taking his eyes off Yoo Seong-woo. As if he could hardly believe the existence of Yoo Seong-woo, whom he was pressing down with his body, he moved his hips roughly while gazing down at him.
The sensation of the beaded mass entering him and scraping his inner walls was familiar. It felt as if not just the point of penetration but his entire body was being crushed. This roughness was welcome.
Yoo Seong-woo ejaculated again. Like something malfunctioning, semen flowed out continuously. Yet the heat remained unresolved.
He wanted more of Yeon Tae-soo. In these emotions that felt so real, only he stood out clearly like a buoy.
Yeon Tae-soo stopped his hips. Semen poured inside. He kissed Yoo Seong-woo again.
At that moment, all errors became trivial. Emotions poured down like falling stars.
During the time their lips met and their breaths mingled, there was no pain. No headache, no noise in the visual display. Only the heat remained, craving Yeon Tae-soo.
When Yeon Tae-soo took his breath away and returned it again, he was not a broken object.
When the kiss, which was tender unlike the roughness below, finally stopped, and Yeon Tae-soo removed his lips and looked down at him, he was not an android.
In that moment, he was neither a species nor anything else, but simply a single entity, a being.
A being craving Yeon Tae-soo.
The moment he defined himself as such, Yoo Seong-woo felt something like stars sizzling inside him.
And he yearned.
Daring to wish that he could exist inside him.
Despite lacking an emotion identification function, he felt Yeon Tae-soo’s mood. Euphoria, desire, and…
“I missed…”
His lips opened, and the words he wanted to say flowed out uncontrollably.
“I missed you…”
And before he could finish, Yeon Tae-soo embraced him. Though his breathing was pressed against the hard shoulder, it wasn’t suffocating at all.
Because he could finally breathe freely. Because the manufactured being finally realized what he had been longing for.
