Episode 42
It was only because he was told to, yet Woo Hyun-se relentlessly pushed Si-yul to the brink of collapse. Si-yul’s choked gasps were only natural.
How many times did he crash against the tightly shut door before finally breaking through? A smooth glans, perfectly fitting the entrance, thrust inside. His hips bucked upwards, but Woo Hyun-se held him fast. Si-yul threw his head back, his ten toes curled tight, his body trembling.
There was no release, yet it was an apex. Long and drawn out. He couldn’t hear or see anything.
The pressure from all sides made Woo Hyun-se catch his breath. Semen erupted from the tip of the dick deep inside. He thrust several more times, as if planting a seed that might sprout life there.
Even the lukewarm semen felt cold against his burning flesh. Even after that intense release, Si-yul flinched with every movement of the still-unspent dick within him. It was hard to tell if it was the afterglow or if he was still in the throes of climax.
Finally, Woo Hyun-se withdrew. The shaft slowly glided out, leaving a trail across the wrinkled mucous membrane. Semen clung to the gaping hole, a spiderweb of viscous strands connecting the tip of the withdrawn dick to Si-yul’s flesh.
Woo Hyun-se draped himself over the limp Si-yul. He held the trembling boy close and kissed him softly.
“Call me ‘hyung’ again.”
……
Only after a long while did Si-yul regain his senses, his lips pressed tight as he glared at the other. His silence wasn’t just from exhaustion; it was because Woo Hyun-se, after making him call him ‘hyung’, had ravaged him mercilessly. Would he foolishly fall for it again? Though he didn’t snarl, Si-yul’s eyes burned with resentment.
Even seeing Si-yul’s fierce glare, Woo Hyun-se smiled gently, his drooping eyes crinkling at the corners. His face was so kind and innocent, it was hard to believe he was the same man who had just brutally ravaged Si-yul.
“Si-yul-ah.”
Si-yul, intending to sharply turn his head to subtly express his anger, found himself unable to look away when he heard his name. It was different from the way others carelessly called his name. It was sweet. His name carried a fragrance, reminiscent of the scent of Woo Hyun-se he remembered from when he had buried his face in his sleeve.
“Kwon Si-yul.”
Woo Hyun-se smiled as their eyes met. It was a different smile than he’d ever seen before; clear and unburdened. His eyes shone as he looked at Si-yul, his upturned lips and cheeks soft as freshly spun cotton candy.
It was as if he had peeled back a layer and brought something carefully hidden to the surface. The unspoken distance between them was gone, at least for now. Like a younger boy, Woo Hyun-se pressed his cheek against Si-yul’s and gently rubbed it.
“Si-yul-ah.”
Could he really be this affected by just one syllable? It felt like his eardrums were melting. If this continued, he’d be tormented every time they slept together. He should firmly resolve this now, but his resolve melted away like snow. His resentment melted away with it.
“……Call me that again.”
Si-yul’s request was a hoarse whisper. “Si-yul-ah,” Woo Hyun-se whispered into his ear. Si-yul reached out and wrapped his arms around the other’s neck. He wanted to hear it again. If he could, he’d record it and listen to it repeatedly whenever he had free time.
“One more time……”
Woo Hyun-se rewarded Si-yul for his endurance by calling his name again. It was more than enough reward. As long as he could hear Woo Hyun-se call his name, Si-yul could endure even if his body shattered.
***
Kwon Si-yul still occasionally called Woo Hyun-se “CEO,” even though he had called him “hyung” so much that day that the term stuck to his tongue. He preferred the term “hyung,” but every time he heard it, his non-existent conscience pricked him, so he didn’t correct it when addressed otherwise.
The sliding door opened with a clatter. Simultaneously, with a shout of “Hyung!”, Woo Hyun-se turned his head away from the window clouded with dark clouds. Woo Tae-joo, his hair disheveled like a puppy that had come running, entered the room with a broad smile after seeing Woo Hyun-se.
“Did you wait long?”
“Aren’t you going to greet me properly?”
“What’s with the formalities between us?”
Woo Tae-joo grumbled as he plopped down opposite Woo Hyun-se. Woo Hyun-se, holding a warm cup of tea, stared at him intently. Despite being second cousins, their faces were quite similar, supposedly due to their blood connection. Sometimes, they seemed more like brothers than Woo Hyun-se did with the Woo sisters.
But their personalities were different. Woo Tae-joo was like a day-old puppy, fearless and unrestrained. He grew up without want and knew how to use his advantages well. Woo Tae-joo was also the first to approach Woo Hyun-se, who was often left out among relatives, referring to him as a “rolling stone.”
The family’s only alpha, but with a scattered background due to his father’s absence, Woo Tae-joo didn’t care about such things. Positively speaking, he had a strong will; negatively speaking, he was an impudent person who didn’t care about others’ opinions at all.
The food arrived soon, as it had been pre-ordered. Woo Tae-joo, seemingly hungry, picked up his spoon first.
“What’s the reason for calling me?”
“Why else? To see my hyung’s face. And to get a free meal while I’m at it.”
He grins cheekily. Though not entirely fond of his brother’s brazenness, Woo Hyun-se smiled back.
“Actually, hyung, I’ve recently found someone I like. You’ve had a lot of dating experience, right? I wanted to get some advice.”
“Aren’t you old enough to figure that out yourself?”
“Well…”
This wasn’t like him, hesitating mid-sentence. He had a history of going after someone even if they were already taken.
“Is she married?”
“Am I crazy?”
When bluntly asked, he vehemently denies it, waving his hands. He chews his food for a long time, as if debating whether to speak or not, then waves his hand dismissively.
“Never mind. It’s too early to talk about it now. I’ll tell you later if things work out. What if talking about it now brings bad luck?”
This was different from his past behavior when he would chatter endlessly about someone he liked without hiding anything. This cautious attitude piqued Woo Hyun-se’s curiosity.
“Who is it?”
“There’s someone. Really cute. Small, pretty, and makes you want to protect them.”
“Didn’t you say you needed advice?”
“I’ll ask if I get stuck later.”
He’s quite fickle. Since this was his usual personality, Woo Hyun-se lost interest in Woo Tae-joo’s potential partner. Woo Tae-joo quickly changed the subject as if it wasn’t important.
“My birthday is coming up soon.”
Woo Tae-joo, having finished his meal and filled his stomach generously, leaned against the wall and muttered. Even though there was still plenty of time until his birthday, he spoke as if it was right around the corner. Woo Hyun-se chuckled lightly, then suddenly had a thought and spoke.
“What do kids your age usually like?”
Woo Tae-joo was around the same age as Kwon Si-yul. No matter what Woo Hyun-se bought for Kwon Si-yul, he seemed burdened rather than happy. He thought of gifts as debts. Woo Hyun-se guessed that perhaps Kwon Si-yul had never received anything without strings attached.
“That question is too broad.”
“For gifts.”
“Wow, are you planning to give me a gift early? I actually have my eye on a pair of shoes. Want me to send you the link?”
He chatters with aegyo despite his large frame, then giggles as he takes out his phone. Woo Hyun-se was familiar with Woo Tae-joo’s type. He clearly stated what he wanted and wasn’t shy about getting it. He was also skilled at mooching. When someone gave him something, he accepted it as if it were natural. Though he was equally generous in giving.
“Not for you, kid.”
When Woo Hyun-se scolded him as if disgusted, Woo Tae-joo pouted and put his phone away. He thought for a moment, then listed off items: laptop, tablet, sneakers, watch…
“But hyung, do you know someone my age? Who are you buying a gift for?”
“The younger sibling of an acquaintance.”
“You’re buying a gift for an acquaintance’s younger sibling?”
Woo Tae-joo laughed out loud with a clearly mocking expression. Woo Hyun-se hit him on the forehead with a spoon, making a sharp sound. Woo Tae-joo immediately made a sad face. He rubbed his reddened skin, complaining that it hurt and exaggerating. He tossed the spoon far away on the table.
“Hyung, can I have some allowance for a date?”
Having cleaned his plate including dessert, Woo Tae-joo politely clasped his hands and asked for money. At least he wasn’t boring to watch.
“Do I look like your bank? What about your card?”
“I can’t use it. I’m over the limit.”
“You’re over the limit?”
Woo Tae-joo’s limit was so high that no matter what he bought in a month, he never exceeded it, showing how cherished a son he was. When Woo Hyun-se asked in disbelief, Woo Tae-joo nodded with a dejected and gloomy expression.
“I spent a lot last month, so mom drastically reduced my limit. So I’m broke right now.”
“Get a job.”
“Are you going to give me a cushy position?”
“You’ve got big dreams, huh?”
Woo Hyun-se’s expression didn’t soften even a bit. It was quite a talent to exude such a chilly atmosphere with a smiling face. Judging by his look, he had absolutely no intention of giving Woo Tae-joo a position, and if Woo Tae-joo tried to sneak in, he’d probably kick him out of his sacred business immediately.
Woo Tae-joo understood the reason. Woo Hyun-se probably didn’t want to get involved and have rumors spread to other relatives’ ears. Woo Tae-joo himself wasn’t interested in manual labor either. He decided to stick to his plan of just getting some allowance and grinned, clasping his hands together and trying to charm Woo Hyun-se.
