I felt like my mind was crumbling. I bit my lip to suppress my moans. My eyes met his as he swallowed my nipple.
The man lifted his head, licking his lips with his tongue. A silver thread stretched from his red tongue to my nipple before slowly breaking.
He wiped his fingers—thick and angular—across my lips, parting them and touching the tongue inside. It seemed he didn’t want me to hold back my moans.
With his other hand, he twisted my nipple, and I couldn’t suppress the moan that escaped my parted lips.
“Nnngh……!”
Tears welled up from the physiological response.
Today, the man was different. He didn’t laugh leisurely or spew dirty words to torment and hurt me. As he slowly ran his hand down from the center of my chest and swirled his tongue in my belly button, I unconsciously grabbed his hair, curled my toes, and writhed my hips. An electric shock pierced the top of my head.
The man licked, tasted, and bit my entire body. My body was becoming more sensitive. The tender flesh beside my belly button was nibbled on. I endured the sensations he gave me, shaking my ass. My mind was in chaos. It felt like holes were opening all over my body, letting in the wind. My face burned from the ticklish sensation.
The man spread my legs wide and, with a suck, suck, lowered his face between my thighs. I lifted my head and trembled.
The man took my cock into his mouth.
“Ahh……!”
The slick mucosa wrapped around me warmly, and sparks flew. My hypersensitive body convulsed like a fish caught in a net as its weak point was surrounded by the mucosa.
I kicked my legs and pounded the bed with a bang, bang. Panting moans escaped.
My hands gripped his hair, my veins bulging as I thrust my hips. Ah, ah, ah—meaningless moans spilled from my mouth.
Drool dripped from the corner of my lips.
My vision flipped. The world I saw flipped. The sound of electricity crackling and exploding echoed repeatedly in my mind. Even when I closed my eyes, the world flickered incessantly. When I lifted my hips, it slowly returned to normal. I panted heavily. Only when I lowered my head and saw him did I realize—my hands were gripping his hair, pistoning into his mouth, and he was swallowing my cum with a satisfied expression. My cum, in his mouth. The shock made my stomach churn.
The man pushed my legs, limp from orgasm, upward and pulled me into a tight embrace.
“Did it feel good?”
“Don’t… do that.”
“Why?”
“Just… put it in and move and pull out.”
“Why?”
“Because… you just need sex from me, right?”
After all, I was just someone who had sex with him. Even if he wrapped it up in words about needing each other, in the end, he just wanted my body.
I was pitiful. I was miserable. I scowled as I said it. The man was quiet. He sat up and lowered his head. Like an abandoned child, he muttered in a voice even more pitiful than mine.
“I was trying to reclaim the time we lost. I needed you to do that, but you didn’t seem to need me. Now that you finally need me, we’ve become the family we always wanted. So why do you still look at me like that? Are you still afraid of me? I’ve spent my whole life waiting for this moment, but you don’t feel the same.”
“Family…? Me… with you?”
Psychopath. The man was definitely insane. I still didn’t understand a word he was saying.
I stared blankly at him. He slowly lifted his head. The man was crying.
“If we live like this forever, you’ll love me. We’re family now. Couples are supposed to have sex. When your body gets used to me, your heart will come to me too. How much longer do I have to think like this and wait? How much longer will you be afraid of me? I’ve spent my whole life waiting to live like this with you. How much longer will you reject me?”
“You… crazy… bastard. Couple? Wake up. We’re both men. Do you think it’s normal for two men to be a couple? Even if we live together forever, I’ll never love you. Why are you so stupid? If you want a family, find a woman! Don’t drag an innocent person into your sick fantasy!”
Overwhelmed, I poured out my emotions. The man raised his hand and wiped the tears from his eyes, then spread my legs. After licking his lips once, he spoke to me in a tearful voice.
“I can’t live without you. That’s why I locked you up. So you can’t live without me. I didn’t know you’d split your personality to escape. But the you now, the other you—it’s all the same Siwoo to me.”
What… nonsense…… I flinched as the man’s cock rubbed between my cheeks. I couldn’t read his mood.
The thick tip of his cock slowly spread my clenched hole and pushed in. Goosebumps rose all over my body.
My insides twitched. It contracted and expanded as if it had been waiting for this pleasure.
The tight pressure was unfamiliar, and I gritted my teeth against the pain. Every time his cock pushed deep inside me, piercing my insides, I whimpered in a pathetic voice—ah, ah, ah, ah—as the sensation spread.
The man’s glans began to press exactly where it felt good.
My breathing quickened. My vision blurred as the pleasure made my head spin.
When the man was fully inside me, I spread my legs in the air and cried out lewdly. My tense shoulders heaved. The man pulled me into his arms and whispered in my ear again.
“I love you, I love you.”
With a squelch, his cock, which had pulled out, thrust back in with a thud. An unpleasant sound escaped between my teeth, and my hot breath mingled. The more my body heated up, the more my mind felt scrambled. Today, the man fucked me as if he were heartbroken. The pleasure that made my lower body melt spread continuously. I clung desperately to my sanity to keep from losing myself in the sex with him.
I opened my eyes. My breath came out in a thin tremor. I was tense. Even with my eyes open, I silently stared at the man’s sleeping face for a long time. I didn’t want to repeat the same mistakes I had made before. Fairly calmly, I confirmed that the man was indeed asleep.
Even breathing. Slightly trembling eyebrows. Still air. The man was definitely asleep. After such intense sex, my body was so exhausted I could barely move. My whole body felt heavy, like a waterlogged sponge. But I endured it. For hours, I struggled to stay awake. As a result, I managed to stay conscious until the man, exhausted, fell asleep. Carefully, so as not to wake him, I crawled down from the bed. Once I was out of the room, the front door was just a short distance away. The hallway wasn’t that long.
I moved quietly, making sure my hands or legs didn’t make a sound. Sweat dripped from my body as I tried to be as silent as possible.
I was extremely careful. I raised my upper body and grabbed the handle, turning to look at the man. He was still asleep, his eyes closed, breathing evenly.
I turned the handle as slowly as possible. There was a faint click, but it wasn’t loud. The whole time I turned the handle, I kept my eyes on the man.
After a long while of checking that his breathing didn’t quicken, I slowly opened the door.
A small section revealed the damp, moldy old hallway. The old lightbulb in the hallway flickered once. I held my breath for a long time, watching the man, then slowly stepped over the threshold.
From my buttocks to my thighs, calves, and feet.
I moved slowly, carefully closing the door behind me. It was a slow motion, so no creak sounded.
The tension grew, and my heart began to race.
My body, crawling with small sounds, trembled with exhilaration.
Soon, the front door. Soon, the front door. I muttered to myself.
Only when I reached the front door did I stand up.
I took a deep breath and slowly pushed the heavy metal door. The door was so heavy that I almost lost my balance, but I steadied myself against the wall.
When the front door finally opened, a dense forest unfolded before my eyes.
***
Would the stalker’s chilling KakaoTalk messages alone be enough evidence to prove that her accident was a premeditated crime?
The important thing was that her name, which should have been completely unrelated, had been mentioned in the stalker’s pathological obsession. This was no longer something I could ignore. Even if the stalker wasn’t involved in her accident, as long as there was a possibility, I thought it needed to be properly investigated.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
