“I’m not dating you. We’re breaking up…”
Jae-jin growled, trying to hold back, but his body wouldn’t cooperate. Eui-woo pressed down on his lower abdomen while thrusting gently, making it impossible for Jae-jin to hold back any longer.
No matter how angry he was, biology wouldn’t be denied. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his lower abdomen felt heavy and uncomfortable. His legs, held high, were tense from thigh to toe. He was on the verge of losing control.
He couldn’t hold out any longer. His thighs trembled violently as he tried to push away Eui-woo’s hand pressing on his belly.
“We’re breaking up! Eui-woo, we’re over!”
“Jae-jin… I don’t understand.”
“Don’t play dumb. I’m saying we’re done!”
Eui-woo gripped Jae-jin’s shaft tightly, causing him to gasp in shock. The sudden pain made his body freeze. As Eui-woo released the pressure, Jae-jin’s resistance crumbled. He couldn’t hold back any longer, and the stream began to flow, drawing a golden arc into the toilet.
Jae-jin tried to stop mid-stream, but Eui-woo kept pressing on his abdomen, thrusting his hips and stimulating him deeply. The stream paused and resumed, the sound of liquid hitting water filling the room.
“Ugh, ah… No…”
The relief was overwhelming, a primal satisfaction that shook him to his core. The taboo of the situation only heightened the shameful pleasure. Jae-jin hung his head, trying to hide the stream from Eui-woo’s view with his shoulder.
He would have preferred the humiliation of his first captivity, chained and forced to use a catheter. At least that was a distant memory now…
“This is… too much…”
Jae-jin couldn’t believe what was happening right in front of him. Eui-woo’s voice, cold and detached, cut through the air.
“Jae-jin, is it really so terrible to pee in front of me?”
Eui-woo waited patiently for Jae-jin to finish, then gently wiped the remaining drops from his tip. He used toilet paper to clean him thoroughly before moving to the sink. The toilet lid closed automatically, and the water flushed.
“I thought we were okay now,” Eui-woo said, turning on the faucet. He washed his hands and Jae-jin’s groin meticulously, ensuring everything was clean.
Jae-jin kept his head down, unable to look up. His reflection in the mirror above the sink showed only the top of his head.
“Maybe I got too excited, but did you really have to say we should break up?”
“…”
“It feels like someone’s stabbing me in the chest with an axe. Over and over.”
Eui-woo’s face was visible in the mirror, his expression hard and unyielding. His lips trembled slightly.
“I didn’t think you’d be so disgusted. I thought we could share everything, even this. I can show you anything, Jae-jin. Even me peeing. Right now.”
Eui-woo slowly withdrew from Jae-jin, the sensation making Jae-jin gasp. Eui-woo lifted him onto the marble countertop, but Jae-jin still couldn’t look up.
“Just say the word. I’ll pee right now. Want me to?”
“…No. I don’t want to see that.”
“We’re supposed to have no secrets. I thought that included everything. But you don’t see it that way.”
“Of course not. Who would want to share such a… a vulgar act?”
“So, you want to break up over this? You don’t want to date me anymore?”
Eui-woo’s voice rose in anger, his eyes fierce.
“You want to end everything? Just like that?”
Jae-jin hung his head lower, unable to face Eui-woo. The shame and humiliation were overwhelming.
“Would you break up with me over a single word? If I said, ‘Okay, let’s break up,’ would you just nod and agree? Do you think I could do that?”
“Jae-jin, why are you doing this to me? What did I do wrong? Am I that terrible?”
“…Eui-woo.”
Jae-jin murmured softly, covering himself with his arms.
“Towel, please…”
Eui-woo grabbed a towel from the rack and roughly wiped Jae-jin clean. He had forgotten to dry him off after washing. Jae-jin snatched the towel from Eui-woo and covered himself, his face still hidden.
“Jae-jin.”
Eui-woo leaned down, trying to meet Jae-jin’s gaze. But Jae-jin turned away, hiding his face with his hand.
“Jae-jin.”
Eui-woo’s voice was sharp. He grabbed Jae-jin’s arm, forcing him to uncover his face.
“What do you want from me? What do you want to do with us?”
Jae-jin’s face, usually stoic, was flushed red with embarrassment. His eyes, normally steady, were wet and downcast. His lips trembled slightly.
“I want an apology.”
Eui-woo was taken aback, his thoughts frozen as he saw Jae-jin’s expression. He had never seen him look so vulnerable.
“Dating isn’t just about sex and kissing. It’s about respect, trust, and love. What you did to me wasn’t dating—it was violence.”
“I told you I didn’t want it. I told you to stop, again and again… If you can’t even respect that, how can we be together?”
“…”
“Apologize. Say you’re sorry.”
Eui-woo echoed the word, as if in a daze.
“Love? You mean, like, love?”
