Chapter 135: Chapter 135: Jeong Taeui belongs to you, Ilay Riegrow.
Goosebumps rose all over Jeong Taeui.
Suddenly, he was more awake than ever.
Jeong Taeui nodded frantically.
If this continued, his body might actually beco paralyzed and never get up again. Even now, he wondered if the lower part of his body could still function.
Crying uncontrollably, Jeong Taeui nodded. Finally, Ilay smiled.
Although he tried to move his neck, he didn’t have the strength and could only lift his chin up and down a little, but Ilay still smiled brightly and grabbed Jeong Taeui’s chin. He gently removed the cloth covering Jeong Taeui’s mouth, inserted his fingers into his mouth, and took out the water-soaked glove, then threw it away.
Then, Ilay slowly ran his fingers over Jeong Taeui’s tongue, explored his mouth, and touched his palate as if savoring the sensation of the soft tongue with his fingertips. Finally, he withdrew his fingers but then bit down hard on Jeong Taeui’s lips.
Jeong Taeui didn’t even have the strength to scream in pain anymore.
It seed he should never consider this man human again... What is humanity?
Jeong Taeui cried and thought.
However, Ilay - the man who had lost his humanity - gently kissed Jeong Taeui’s eyelids and spoke in a deep, resolute voice.
"Taeil, say it. With your mouth."
"...——"
It wasn’t that Jeong Taeui didn’t want to talk. He had cried so much that his throat was too
choked up to say anything right away.
However, after hesitating for a mont, Ilay unhesitatingly grabbed his firm buttocks.
Jeong Taeui shuddered and quickly opened his mouth.
"...you...yours..... stop.....’’
His throat was so hoarse that even Jeong Taeui couldn’t hear himself. However, Ilay seed in no rush, gently kissing Jeong Taeui’s lips as he spoke.
"Say it again. So I can hear clearly."
"...yours... yours... you bast..."
So final words seed very unpleasant as Jeong Taeui, exhausted, sobbed, but Ilay didn’t seem bothered. Instead, he continued to kiss his lips softly and spoke in a gentle voice.
"Once more. Say my na clearly. I still haven’t heard it."
Jeong Taeui fell silent.
Resentnt, sadness, anger, and frustration surged all at once.
"Ilay Riegrow, you bastard.... Jeong Taeui belongs to you, Ilay Riegrow. Kill
or do
whatever you want!"
Jeong Taeui seed to drain the last bit of his strength to scream. He had thought Ilay would get angry after that. But whether Ilay killed him or not, whether he lived or died, he was nearly desperate. However, Ilay didn’t seem angry; instead, he laughed cheerfully. His gentle laughter disappeared into Jeong Taeui’s mouth.
"Do you still want to run away?"
His lips overlapped Jeong Taeui’s, making it hard for him to understand Ilay’s whispered words, but he lifted his heavy eyelids to look at him. Ilay’s face looked down at him, eyes full of madness and heat.
’I didn’t run away. I an, I was just on my way back to you’
With nothing blocking his mouth anymore, Jeong Taeui should have been able to speak
freely, but his body was too exhausted to even open his mouth.
Jeong Taeui weakly shook his head. It was a very slight movent, almost imperceptible. But Ilay seed to understand and sucked on Jeong Taeui’s tongue.
"Jeong Taeui."
Suddenly, he heard a voice calling his na.
Hearing the strangely clear pronunciation, Jeong Taeui closed his eyes. His whole body felt like water-soaked cotton from exhaustion.
Ilay slowly turned him over. As soon as his back hit the bed, Jeong Taeui’s body went limp, lying there like a dead weight.
But he didn’t have a chance to rest for long.
Jeong Taeui, lying there with distant thoughts that he couldn’t get up even if beaten to death, suddenly opened his eyes wide at the heavy sensation pressing down on his body.
Ilay moved closer and prepared to lie down on top of Jeong Taeui. For a mont, Jeong
Taeui felt an intense fear.
No, really. If he does it one more ti, I’ll definitely be eting my ancestors right now.
Perhaps reading the thoughts in Jeong Taeui’s wide-open eyes, Ilay smiled.
The mont he saw that smile, Jeong Taeui thought, oh, this bastard has regained his
composure. Earlier, he looked like a madman, ntally unstable, but now he’s back to being clear-headed.
"Don’t worry, I won’t overdo it this ti... as long as you keep the promises you made with your own mouth, I won’t go too far. Co on, don’t be scared, don’t cry anymore... hold ."
Jeong Taeui felt a surge of discomfort.
Ilay’s way of speaking, as if soothing a child, irritated him for so reason. He was about to retort, ’When did I cry?’ but then suddenly realized. Jeong Taeui had been crying without even knowing it.
The mont he realized he was crying, a naless anxiety washed over him. It was because he had understood why he was crying.
How could he possibly get along with this madman now? It seed he had made the wrong choice, what to do now? Even as Jeong Taeui lanted inwardly, utterly exhausted, Ilay spread his legs apart and pushed his hips between them.
The sobs Jeong Taeui had been holding back now turned into full-blown cries.
"It’s okay. You’re amazing. Just hold on a second... I’ll just put it in. I promise I won’t move, just put it in. I’m in a great mood right now, so just lie still. All I have to do is put it in."
Ilay whispered while kissing Jeong Taeui’s cheek. Jeong Taeui shook his head vigorously, but Ilay firmly spread his legs wider and steadily pushed his hips forward.
Jeong Taeui felt nauseous as the rigid, hot mber slowly slid in and gradually pushed
deeper inside him. He reflexively curled up, trying his best to make himself a little more
comfortable.
Finally, that enormous penis was halfway in, pressing tightly against his body.
"Ugh... hic, hic"
Jeong Taeui couldn’t help but sob and tried to stifle his cries.
Ilay frowned slightly at Jeong Taeui and sighed quietly.
"Alright, we’ll just leave it like this today... stay still, it’ll feel better this way. Once this hole fits my dick, it’ll be more comfortable for you from now on."
With that, he lay down on top of Jeong Taeui, leaving his massive penis inside him.
A dozen things flashed through Jeong Taeui’s mind that he wanted to say to counter that statent imdiately. But he didn’t have the strength to say any of it, and it was clear that even if he did, it would fall on deaf ears.
Surely, if his body had to accommodate Ilay’s size, he would suffer for a long ti... Just thinking about it made him sink into a deep contemplation.
Jeong Taeui sighed.
He could feel Ilay’s chest rising and falling with each breath, and it seed like their
breathing rhythms were coincidentally aligning. Ilay rubbed Jeong Taeui’s belly. Slowly, he began to relax with the warmth of the man’s body pressing against his skin.
This is too hard. Surely, he would have to seriously reconsider wanting to stay with this man. This relationship seed too difficult to build.
"Jeong Taeui...—You like , don’t you?"
Ilay called his na. It seed like he occasionally pronounced his na very clearly, maybe he practiced secretly sowhere...
Jeong Taeui tried to open his eyelids but it was futile.
It seed like he heard so strange sound.
"No matter what, you have to say it correctly..."
Jeong Taeui frowned and moved his lips, but feeling the body above him slightly moving its hips, he closed his mouth again.
At the sa ti, with his mind blank, he rembered what Ilay had said.
"Jeong Taeui. You like , don’t you?"
Is that it? Jeong Taeui pondered this unconsciously for a while. His mind, which had been slowly clearing, suddenly beca clouded again.
Does he actually like this man?
The mont that question popped into his head, mories from the past flashed by like a kaleidoscope. The person who appeared mainly in those mories was Ilay Riegrow, and with each passing mory, Jeong Taeui beca more and more despondent.
No, he is soone who cannot be liked.
Was there any evil that this man hadn’t committed?
Not killing, not raping, not stealing...Well, he couldn’t rember if Ilay had stolen anything. But if he hadn’t been born with a diamond spoon in his mouth, he probably would have been a notorious thief.
... NO. On second thought, he was indeed a thief. It’s just that what he stole was a bit
different. Wasn’t there a ti when he stole Xinlu from him? Yet, sohow the situation had reversed.
If anyone liked a person like him, either they were a fool or they were schizophrenic.
Jeong Taeui suddenly shuddered and shook his head.
The lips touching his nape suddenly moved. A languid voice sounded in his ear.
"You said so when you called ."
His voice naturally grew softer.
"You said so. You said you liked ."
With that firm, affirming tone, Jeong Taeui was forced to search his mory with his still-dazed mind. However, he could say for certain that he did not rember saying that.
But had this man heard sothing like that?
That he liked him.
"So I thought, I thought very clearly at that mont. You really are mine."
"...."
Jeong Taeui didn’t respond. He was exhausted and couldn’t open his mouth, but the warmth from their bare skin touching each other was comforting, and listening to the gentle whispering in his ear wasn’t bad at all.
"And just before hanging up, you asked
if I liked you."
When Ilay spoke, Jeong Taeui naturally felt confused. Yes. Thinking back, he still hadn’t
heard the answer. Clearly, he had felt that Ilay had responded sohow, but the call had cut off just before he could hear Ilay’s reply.
An answer, huh.
In truth, he didn’t want any answer at all.
If Ilay answered that he didn’t like him, it wouldn’t be a pleasant feeling, but it wasn’t
anything worse than he’d heard before.
And if Ilay responded that he liked him... well, that would be a bit challenging. If that
happened, Jeong Taeui felt like sothing beyond his control might occur from now on.
No, he didn’t need to answer at all... He intended to say sothing, but it seed a voice interrupted his thoughts.
How long has it been?
He had thought that Ilay wouldn’t respond.
Jeong Taeui wondered what that statent was as he drifted into a fitful sleep, exhausted from the weight pressing down on his body, slowly slipping into a dream-filled slumber.
Uncle... anyway, I didn’t die. I really thought I was going to die.
Suddenly, Jeong Taeui rembered his uncle’s voice and whispered.
Blinking his eyes. As he was trying to cross the boundary between dreams and reality and finally gave in to a deep sleep, he heard a low voice from afar.
"Even so, indeed... you are mine."
With those gentle whispers, he felt sothing soft and warm touch his cheek and then lightly brush his ear. The sensation was so familiar that he could tell what it was even with his eyes closed.
What is that, what kind of logic is that... Jeong Taeui thought with a mind that was gradually losing consciousness.
Before falling into a deep sleep, he suddenly felt a strong arm wrap tightly around his waist.
"You are mine. Taeil."
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