Chapter 99
“Huh? Of course…”
Just as he was about to say “I like both,” he suddenly became confused, wondering if he had to choose one or the other.
“Of course what?”
“Uh, well…”
If he said “I like Yeo Moon-beom,” it might seem strange that he asked about sex play right after regaining consciousness. If he said “I like the dick,” it might make his feelings seem less genuine.
Eun-hwi glanced nervously at Yeo Moon-beom, who was waiting for an answer with an ominous expression.
“Do I have to choose just one?”
“Were you going to choose both? How greedy.”
He retorted sharply, as if he had read Eun-hwi’s mind.
Aaagh…
The idiom “caught between a rock and a hard place,” which he had learned from Gabi at some point, was undoubtedly meant for times like this. The half-dokkaebi fidgeted with his fingers and slowly began to speak.
“Well, you see…”
Setting aside his own predicament, it was too difficult to pick just one. After all, Eun-hwi liked both Yeo Moon-beom and his body parts equally.
His rough yet warm hands, his broad back with well-defined muscles, his sculpted abs that begged to be touched, and his mature manhood unlike Eun-hwi’s own – he liked all of it.
As Eun-hwi hesitated to give a clear answer, Yeo Moon-beom blurted out:
“So you do like my dick more than me, huh?”
“…Huh?”
“The fact that you’re even considering it proves it. Am I right? If I just detached it and gave it to you, you’d be too busy sucking and licking it day and night to ever get bored.”
“N-no, that’s not it!”
Apparently, the correct answer was “I like Yeo Moon-beom more than his dick.”
“We’ve done it five times and you’re still going on about sex. Don’t deny it. I didn’t know you only liked me as a dildo. Should I be glad there’s no one bigger than me?”
Yeo Moon-beom turned his head away sharply, clearly annoyed. Seeing his irritated expression, the half-dokkaebi couldn’t bring himself to ask what a dildo was, and just blinked rapidly.
“Eun-hwi.”
“Y-yes?”
“Be honest. You’re not a dokkaebi, you’re a demon of lust, aren’t you?”
“D-demon? No, I’m not!”
“Then what are you? A rabbit that gets horny and pops a boner all the time?”
Yeo Moon-beom reached into the bathtub and grabbed Eun-hwi’s half-erect dick. Despite having ejaculated several times until clear fluid came out, it immediately showed its presence at his touch.
What should I do?
His face, which had been flushed from the bathroom’s heat, suddenly turned pale.
“I-I’m just a dokkaebi who really, really likes Yeo Moon-beom… I liked you even before we started having sex…”
Though he only realized these feelings after sex.
Seeing no reaction from Yeo Moon-beom, Eun-hwi started to whimper and continued in a nasally voice:
“It’s true, *sniff*… If it’s for Yeo Moon-beom, I could even find land deeds for you. If you want something else besides land deeds, I’ll work hard to learn magic and get it for you. Please don’t hate me. Okay?”
He liked him so much that he couldn’t stop his growing affection. They had finally connected and become lovers, but he had ruined Yeo Moon-beom’s mood by being too lustful and insensitive.
His heart raced with fear that Yeo Moon-beom might give up on having a dokkaebi bride and say they should just remain friends like before.
After all, even friends could have sex if they wanted to.
As Eun-hwi rambled and fretted, Yeo Moon-beom, who had been wearing a mischievous expression, suddenly burst out laughing. The half-dokkaebi, who had been shedding large teardrops, stopped mid-cry and stared at him blankly.
“I don’t need things like land deeds. Don’t use such vulgar words from now on.”
“…What do you mean?”
“Words like sex, dick, asshole, wanting to suck and eat.”
“But you use those words too.”
He hadn’t even imagined that the reason for not fully trusting his feelings was because of such words.
He pondered whether it was really such a big mistake to speak as he had been taught. But his not-so-smart brain still couldn’t understand, so Eun-hwi tilted his head in confusion.
“For me, it’s fine because of how I grew up and how I look. But it doesn’t suit you, Eun-hwi.”
“Why doesn’t it suit me?”
“Think about it. How would it sound if a dark old man like me said, ‘Moon-beom-ie wants to eat Hwi’s pink wee-wee. Hehe.'”
So Yeo Moon-beom can say things like that too.
It was quite fascinating to see him imitating a childish voice with his deep, gruff tone. Eun-hwi barely suppressed the urge to ask if he really wanted to eat his dick, and carefully replied:
“…It’s cute though?”
“Cute my ass. It’s fucking disgusting. If Dr. Hong-salgwi heard that, he’d retch on the spot.”
He retorted seriously and continued:
“Eun-hwi. People should speak and live according to how they look. You shouldn’t say such vulgar things with such a pretty face.”
“Whyyy?”
“I want to cherish you, but if you act seductively, I can’t control myself and end up tormenting you.”
Yeo Moon-beom removed his hand from Eun-hwi’s dick and gently caressed his cheek. Every time his damp hand touched the flushed skin, Eun-hwi felt a tightening deep in his lower abdomen.
Eun-hwi silently muttered to himself, unaware of his own feelings, as he felt the gentle touch of Yeo Moon-beom’s hand, like petting a fluffy rabbit:
It’s okay if you don’t hold back…
He must truly be a quite greedy dokkaebi, contrary to appearances.
Considering how he wanted to hold Yeo Moon-beom inside him without separating for even a moment, despite it being so exhausting that he could lose consciousness.
He suddenly felt afraid that he might end up like a Mongdalgwi, dying with regrets of not being able to mate. The half-dokkaebi barely suppressed his rising lust and asked Yeo Moon-beom:
“Th-then what should I say when I want to have se… um, mate with Yeo Moon-beom?”
“Hmm. What would be good…”
Resting his chin on Eun-hwi’s white, thin shoulder and nibbling on his earlobe just like when Eun-hwi had first regained consciousness, Yeo Moon-beom whispered in a languid voice:
“I want to eat candy.”
“You want to… eat candy?”
“It suits you much better than saying you want to suck dick with your asshole.”
Since there were two large round candies attached below the stick, it wasn’t entirely wrong. Moreover, Eun-hwi loved eating candy so much that even he thought it suited him.
However.
“But what should I do when I really want to eat candy?”
It would be hard to distinguish which candy is which just by words alone.
As Eun-hwi blinked with a still confused expression, Yeo Moon-beom smiled lightly and added an explanation:
“In that case, you give a signal. Like sucking on a candy in your mouth.”
“Like this?”
He gently closed his slightly parted lips and hollowed his cheeks, moving them as if rolling a small candy on his tongue.
Having pretended to eat persimmons while clutching his hungry stomach every winter, he was confident in making it look convincing.
However, Yeo Moon-beom, who had been gazing at him with his head tilted, suddenly lifted his head from Eun-hwi’s shoulder and cursed:
“Fuck. This is even more erotic.”
He had only pretended to eat candy as instructed, but he couldn’t understand what was erotic about it.
The half-dokkaebi looked at Yeo Moon-beom with a puzzled expression as he rubbed his forehead and sighed deeply.
“Eun-hwi.”
“Yes?”
“From now on, when you want to have sex, give the signal of sucking on candy. When you actually want to eat candy, just say you want to eat it.”
“Oh, okay.”
Though he didn’t know what the difference was, Eun-hwi just nodded. He glanced at Yeo Moon-beom surreptitiously while sucking on his empty tongue.
“Ah…!”
The now heavy dick touched his buttocks, causing the calm water surface to shake violently. His round knees, which had been submerged, briefly appeared above the rippling water before sinking back down.
“I’m telling you, you’re definitely not a dokkaebi but a demon of lust.”
A hand urgently parted the water and mischievously twisted Eun-hwi’s nipple. At the same time, heated lips touched his nape.
“It’s because I like Yeo Moon-beom so much, ngh.”
Trembling from the stimulation of the unfamiliar bathroom setting and the rekindled heat, Eun-hwi wiggled his hips.
His pink dick, which had been floating freely in the water, was soon caught in a large hand.
* * *
“Young master! Did you sleep well?”
“Oh? Dr. Hong-salgwi!”
Amidst the bustling servants carrying large luggage bags back and forth, the half-dokkaebi, who had his hat pulled low, caught sight of a familiar face.
“I’ve been waiting since early morning to have breakfast with you, but why did you come out so late? I’m starving, young master.”
He really must have waited a long time, as there was a thick book and an empty cup on the table where Dr. Hong had been sitting.
“Ah. Well. I was eating candy with Yeo Moon-beom…”
Eun-hwi answered Dr. Hong with a goofy smile. He was itching to brag about how he and Yeo Moon-beom had become lovers and started dating.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
