“Kugh…!”
A large hand clamped down around Cha Eun-soo’s neck and slammed him hard against the door. His eyes flew open wide as he thrashed, desperately trying to escape the iron grip.
But of course, there was no way he could overpower an Esper. And not just any Esper—this was a crazed one, starved for a Guide.
Jang Hee-gang wedged himself between Cha Eun-soo’s legs, yanking his slender waist forward. Eun-soo’s ass, now lifted off the floor, ground messily against the man’s groin. Slick with fluids, the wet friction only fueled Hee-gang’s arousal.
Cha Eun-soo, limbs flailing in a pitiful attempt to breathe, didn’t even seem to register what was happening. Jang Hee-gang, staring down at that exquisitely twisted, reddened face, momentarily loosened his grip.
“Hhugh—! Guhk, khak! Cough, cough!”
Air rushed into Eun-soo’s lungs, triggering a violent fit of coughing. After the agony he’d endured, even the simple act of breathing came with a sick sort of pleasure. His heart, which had been pounding like it would explode, finally began to calm—and just as his tense body started to loosen, a grotesquely hard cock plunged deep into his loosened hole.
“Haa, ahh…!”
Eun-soo whimpered softly, his face twisting away. His spasming insides clenched tightly around the intruder, as if they knew it all too well.
Jang Hee-gang let out a long, heated breath. He lowered his head and dragged his tongue along the shell of Eun-soo’s ear, while the hand that had just released his throat now tightened again.
“…!”
The pulsing flow of blood through Eun-soo’s neck was suddenly cut off.
His mouth gaped open, choking on the air he couldn’t draw in. His inner walls, clenched so tight just moments ago, now locked down even harder on Hee-gang’s cock, as if trying to crush it.
“Guh…! Khk…!”
Hee-gang’s well-developed back muscles trembled violently. The sensation was perfect. The way Eun-soo’s insides felt like they were trying to bite his cock off—it was pure ecstasy, enough to shatter what little sanity remained.
Hee-gang pulled out nearly all the way—then slammed back in.
Cha Eun-soo’s entire body jerked violently, still clawing at the hand strangling him.
“Kkhh! Guhk…!”
Thud, thwack. His bare body bounced wildly under Hee-gang’s relentless thrusts, turning red from the pain. He convulsed, unable even to cry.
All he could think was—I want to breathe.
That one desire drowned out everything else.
“P-please… khk, huk, please… l-let me live…”
Unable to shake Hee-gang off, Eun-soo’s voice broke into unconscious pleading.
His oxygen-starved brain was shutting down, thoughts scattering. His movements dulled, weakening with every passing second. The strength in his arms—clawing, gripping, trying to pry Hee-gang’s hand away—gradually faded.
Jang Hee-gang took in every one of those reactions. Even as he rammed into a body he was all but ripping apart—defiling it down to the organs hidden deep inside.
Cha Eun-soo’s body went limp as he briefly lost consciousness. Pressed against the door with Jang Hee-gang pinning him in place, he didn’t collapse outright—he had nowhere to fall.
Only then did Jang Hee-gang finally release his grip on Eun-soo’s neck. Bracing one hand against the door, he used the other to grip Eun-soo’s jaw and force it downward, prying open his lips.
Then, fluid as a stream, Hee-gang’s lips descended onto his.
His tongue slipped through the parted lips, exploring the inside briefly before exhaling a breath of air into him.
“…Mmph, ngh.”
Eun-soo’s trembling eyelids fluttered open. His unfocused gaze landed on the man who had just revived him—who was also the very one violating him with cruel dominance.
Tears began to well in his helpless, dazed eyes.
He had never once been hit in his life. And now, his hair had been yanked as if to tear it from his scalp, his throat had been strangled, and his body was being raped. It was far too much to bear with a clear mind. Even though the bleeding from his wrist had mostly stopped, the pain was still agonizing.
But there was no one here to save him.
…No.
Even if there were, he had no right to be saved.
After all, he was the one who had agreed to guide Jang Hee-gang. He was the one who had asked Shim Tae-seong to bring him here. The blame lay with him from the very beginning.
And yet, he couldn’t stop the flood of fear and misery from crashing down on him.
“Huk, ugh, ah, mmph, huuuh…”
Cha Eun-soo began to sob like a child. Even as he cried, his body was jostled violently by the Esper still ramming into him from behind.
The Esper’s heavy, slick balls slapped mercilessly against Eun-soo’s small ass. That thick, dark shaft—swollen with unrestrained lust—continued to spear into the tight entrance without pause. The constant friction against his inner sweet spot sent jolts of unwanted pleasure through him, making Eun-soo’s cock twitch helplessly as thin strands of clear liquid dripped down from its tip.
Milky froth bubbled where their bodies met, churned up by the repeated thrusts. His sticky, damp pubic hair clung to the tender skin between his cheeks, stinging and tickling at once.
“Huugh, haah…!”
“Fuuuck!”
With a brutal, wet slap that made one wonder if skin might split, that thick shaft buried itself completely between Eun-soo’s ass cheeks.
Cha Eun-soo felt the cockhead deep in his belly erupt, pumping semen into him in thick, hot spurts.
“Ah… ahh…”
The seed gushed into places he couldn’t even name, invading him so thoroughly that Eun-soo shuddered and panted like he was freezing.
Jang Hee-gang, who had sunk his teeth into Eun-soo’s pale shoulder, was panting heavily. His tall, bare frame—layered with lean, aggressive muscle—flexed and trembled, blatantly broadcasting the high of his climax.
Raising his head, Jang Hee-gang stared straight at Cha Eun-soo.
It was the gaze of a beast, locked on its mate with wild, feral intent.
“……”
Even then, Eun-soo tensed up instinctively. He knew all too well that this man acted on impulse, his violence flaring with no warning, like a switch flipping in an instant.
Jang Hee-gang leaned forward, and with that slight movement, their still-connected lower bodies shifted—producing a wet, sticky squelch. Cha Eun-soo let out a faint moan and turned his head away, trying to avoid the approaching lips.
Jang Hee-gang froze in place.
Silence fell between them.
“…! Aagh!”
Hee-gang sank his teeth into the neck right before his eyes. His sharp bite tore into the skin, leaving a wound far from shallow.
The flesh beneath his own red handprint was soft and tasted sweet. It felt like he could devour him whole.
As lust mingled with a predatory hunger, saliva pooled in his mouth. Jang Hee-gang swallowed it down—along with Eun-soo’s blood.
The sight of him gulping so audibly, his throat bobbing with each swallow, rattled Eun-soo to his core. The pitiful composure he’d clung to as a victim now hung by a thread.
…Did he just drink my blood?
This guy is—fuck—
This is a whole other level of psycho.
It felt like he was face to face with something that defied human logic—a grotesque, alien monstrosity. A primal terror surged through Cha Eun-soo, freezing him in place.
Right up until the moment Jang Hee-gang pulled out and forced him down onto his stomach.
“Ahh… aagh…”
Cha Eun-soo reached for his bleeding neck, then, as if jolted by a primal instinct for survival, began to crawl forward in a panic. He knew full well there was nowhere to run—but the urge to escape overwhelmed all reason.
His arms and knees trembled beneath him, but somehow he managed not to collapse.
Behind him, Jang Hee-gang watched his cum leak from Eun-soo’s hole as he scrambled away on all fours. The sight filled him with both satisfaction and irritation.
One thing was certain: the arousal in his groin was far from over.
…And an Esper ruled by instinct was not known for patience.
“No—ah, no, please—”
A slender ankle was grabbed in a brutal grip. Cha Eun-soo sobbed and shook his head. His naked body, now pathetically sprawled on the floor, was dragged back with ease.
His lower body was hoisted up, and Hee-gang’s monstrous cock twitched eagerly as it touched down again.
“Uhhk…!”
He pressed the head against that wet, gaping hole—and in one powerful thrust, drove himself in to the base. Cha Eun-soo let out a tormented moan, as if convinced the shaft would burst out through his mouth. The pressure was nauseating, the urge to gag unbearable.
Then Jang Hee-gang began to move—slowly—angling his cock in a new direction.
Unlike before, where he’d simply rammed through Eun-soo’s colon like it was a given, now he started targeting the prostate with calculated precision.
He didn’t thrust all the way in; instead, he pulled out halfway and plunged back in again, over and over, with just the tip rubbing and teasing. The repeated strokes, shallower yet more frequent, came with savage force. The sheer violence of the sensation battered Eun-soo’s insides without mercy.
His pale face flushed crimson in seconds.
“Mmgh, ngh, haahk…!”
Cha Eun-soo bit down on his lip, trying desperately to stifle the moans, but it was impossible. The brutal cock pounding into him struck his inner sweet spot again and again, sending waves of heat rippling through his entire body. The intensity of it made his fingers and toes curl involuntarily, and his light brown eyes slowly began to lose focus, turning hazy with pleasure.
Slap, slap—their sweat- and cum-slicked skin collided with obscene wet sounds. Jang Hee-gang gripped Eun-soo’s hips tightly, ramming into him without end. He leaned forward to bite into that pale back, leaving marks behind, then sank his teeth into the damp nape of Eun-soo’s neck—not gently.
To anyone watching, it would’ve looked like Jang Hee-gang was devouring Cha Eun-soo alive.
“Ahh… nngh…”
Though it sounded like a moan of pain, there was no mistaking the rising heat in Eun-soo’s voice. Hearing that, Jang Hee-gang grew even more aroused. He pulled him closer, pounding up into him with savage greed.
Eun-soo’s body, already at its limit, couldn’t withstand the onslaught. His upper body swayed, arms finally giving out beneath him. One flushed cheek collapsed onto the floor, limp and helpless.
Tears spilled from his eyes, purely reflexive. The gray floor beneath him darkened as they fell.
On his ruined face, there appeared an expression that anyone would recognize as resignation.
