Jiwon felt like crying from the tension. The praise made his chest tighten, his blood rush. The embarrassment was slowly being overtaken by joy.
“I was so nervous… I was worried. I’m glad. Thank you.”
—Don’t worry about unnecessary things. The response seems good. I think we should film a Part 2.
“Part 2?”
—Yeah. I’ll discuss it and get back to you.
“Okay… I understand.”
The call ended. Jiwon felt like he had set something in motion. He was embarrassed, but the praise made him feel good.
Later, Lee Jak returned, earlier than expected.
“Leader.”
He came straight to Jiwon. Jiwon, who had been lying in bed, sat up abruptly. Lee Jak seemed in a good mood.
“You’re back early?”
“Did you call Kim Seonghee?”
“Yes. But about tonight…”
“That’s not the issue right now. Kim Seonghee wants to schedule something for tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?”
“Yes. He wants to film Part 2 of the promo video.”
“Ah…”
It was the same thing they had discussed on the phone. Jiwon nodded. Lee Jak grabbed Jiwon’s hand and pulled him into his arms.
“You did really well.”
“Huh?”
“This is a huge opportunity.”
“Is it really that good?”
“Of course. Kim Seonghee said he’ll personally plan and appear in Part 2.”
“What…?”
Jiwon’s face paled again. He hadn’t expected this. He thought Part 2 would just be like the first one. But filming with Kim Seonghee?
“So, what happens now?”
“I’ll stay up all night to prepare for tomorrow’s shoot. You should rest. You need to be in good condition.”
“Wait, tomorrow? Right away?”
“Do you know how busy Kim Seonghee is? He only has time tomorrow. Otherwise, we’d have to wait until next week. We need to strike while the iron is hot.”
Jiwon felt a little deflated. Kim Seonghee was busier and more impressive than he’d thought. Lee Jak noticed Jiwon’s mood and gently rubbed his shoulder.
“You’re amazing too. You’re the one who brought Kim Seonghee here.”
“Am I?”
“Yes. I’ll make sure everything is perfect for tomorrow’s shoot.”
“Okay…”
Jiwon nodded slowly. He was still dazed and didn’t know what to say.
After the shoot was confirmed, Lee Jak seemed busy. He said he was preparing, but Jiwon hadn’t received any details yet. Jiwon watched him silently, ate the dinner Lee Jak brought, and decided to go to bed early.
He woke up in the early hours of the morning. A faint light seeped in from outside the bedroom. He went out to check and found Lee Jak still working.
“Lee Jak-ssi.”
“You’re awake.”
Lee Jak looked exhausted. His usually neat suit was rumpled, and his tie was on the floor. Jiwon picked up the tie and handed it to him. Lee Jak took it, his voice rough with fatigue.
“Thank you. Go back to sleep.”
“No, you look too tired.”
“I just need a little more time. Then I can rest for… about 30 minutes.”
Jiwon felt strange. If they were filming with Kim Seonghee today, it would definitely lead to sex. The thought of being filmed like a porn actor made him uneasy. He felt dirty and conflicted.
Kim Seonghee had told him not to trust Lee Jak, that he didn’t know what he was thinking. That was true. Jiwon didn’t know what Lee Jak was thinking.
Lee Jak had been clearly pleased with Kim Seonghee’s offer to film. He was staying up all night to prepare, calling it a great opportunity. Did Lee Jak want him and Kim Seonghee to have sex? Was it because it would bring in money? What was in it for Lee Jak? Jiwon wondered if he was getting some kind of incentive. Was that why he was working so hard?
Lee Jak finally let go of the keyboard, his work seemingly done. He stood up, swaying slightly, and went to the fridge for water. He sat down next to Jiwon, leaning his exhausted body against him. His cheek rested on Jiwon’s shoulder. Jiwon was startled.
“Lee Jak-ssi.”
“Just 30 minutes.”
Lee Jak closed his eyes. Jiwon could see his long, dense lashes up close. He swallowed nervously. The tension was strange. He took Lee Jak’s limp hand and held it between his own, rubbing the long, knuckled fingers. Lee Jak was too tired to say anything.
Jiwon didn’t believe in God, but if angels existed, they probably looked like Lee Jak. A beautiful man with delicate, striking features was rare. Jiwon had never seen anyone like him—long limbs, and an impossibly large… cock.
Words swirled inside him, but he didn’t know what to say. He just wanted this moment to last.
The 30 minutes felt both long and short. An alarm must have been set, because Lee Jak’s phone buzzed. He opened his eyes instantly, pulling his hand from Jiwon’s.
“Thanks to you, I rested well.”
Lee Jak greeted him politely. Jiwon could only nod.
***
The shoot preparation was more intense than before. The location was another leader’s office within the sect, where Kim Seonghee often stayed. It was far more luxurious and spacious than Jiwon’s. It reflected Kim Seonghee’s desire to stand out.
Multiple cameras and lighting were set up. Kim Seonghee meticulously checked every detail to ensure he looked his best. He arrived in his signature white suit, followed by five attendants. The room was packed with people.
Jiwon had also prepared as instructed by Kim Seonghee. He had bathed and put on the clothes Kim Seonghee had provided. Could this even be called clothing? Jiwon was at a loss.
Nothing he wore resembled fabric. Jiwon had a gag in his mouth and black leather straps wrapped around his body. On his head was a headband with dog ears.
The gag made it impossible to speak. His jaw ached. The leather straps restricted his movement. Even the slightest shift made his body feel constricted. The cap covering his genitals made him hunch over.
The shoot began. Kim Seonghee sat on a large, ornate sofa. He gestured to Jiwon, who had been instructed to crawl on his knees. Jiwon approached Kim Seonghee’s feet.
Kim Seonghee crossed his legs. His top foot tapped Jiwon’s chin, lifting his head until their eyes met.
“Word has it our leader enjoys this sort of thing.”
“Mmm…”
“I wish you’d told me sooner.”
Jiwon didn’t like it. He tried to shake his head in denial, but Kim Seonghee was faster. He yanked the leash around Jiwon’s neck. The leather strap tightened, choking him.
“Gah!”
“Shh. Dogs don’t understand human words, do they?”
It was nonsense. The choking made Jiwon’s eyes water. Kim Seonghee stood up, pressing Jiwon’s upper body against the sofa and pulling his hips back, exposing his ass. But Kim Seonghee’s hand held the leash, tightening around Jiwon’s neck. Jiwon tried to escape the pain, but Kim Seonghee caught him.
“Good boy.”
“Ngh…”
Jiwon was terrified. He didn’t want to feel that mix of pain and pleasure again. But the more frightened he looked, the more Kim Seonghee smirked.
“You asked me to come pamper you. So I did. What’s the problem?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
