Chapter 85: Chapter 85: Open your mouth, Taeil (18 )
But if it were soone else, they might not have stepped back. Jeong Taeui didn’t an to, it was just his survival instinct kicking in strongly at that mont. No, perhaps he wouldn’t have backed off but instead would have counterattacked or even chopped off that hand.
Jeong Taeui looked at Ilay with wide eyes, blinking rapidly, his brain desperately coming up with excuses for his actions.
Ilay hesitated, then looked at his hand, turning it over and examining his palm. He slowly curled his little finger and then clenched his entire hand into a fist. It was a perfect fist to land on soone.
"No, I didn’t an anything by it. I just... Eh, if it were you, if soone like you suddenly
reached out like that, it would be like wanting to slit my throat!"
Jeong Taeui prepared his excuses, muttering tearfully as he faced Ilay’s cold gaze. Ilay was silent for a while, probably nine tis out of ten contemplating whether or not to hit him with that fist.
As if to confirm Jeong Taeui’s thoughts, Ilay looked at the fist in his hand with a serious
expression, then slowly spread his fingers before closing them again. And then that hand approached Taeui once more.
This ti, although he was still a bit hesitant, Taeui didn’t step back. He looked down at that hand and nervously hunched his shoulders.
"What’s wrong..."
Jeong Taeui asked in a soft voice as he saw Ilay’s hand coming close to his neck. Ilay
responded briefly.
"Your neck. Co here."
"...."
Had he made a mistake? Was Ilay really going to slit his throat?
Jeong Taeui silently stared at that hand. Those smooth, pale hands now looked truly
terrifying... Even though it wasn’t the first ti he had seen those beautiful hands, no matter how familiar they were to him, it didn’t lessen the cold, brutal feeling they exuded. Even as Taeui remained silent, staring at him, it seed he had no intention of lowering his hand.
Jeong Taeui clicked his tongue. In desperation, he leaned his body towards Ilay, as if pleading for the remaining shred of humanity in his heart. Ilay’s fingertips lightly touched his neck.
At that mont.
Ilay’s hand encircled Taeui’s neck in a grip that made him feel like he couldn’t breathe. The rough knuckles pressed against his carotid artery, causing him to choke montarily. As Ilay loosened his grip slightly, he frowned and used his other hand to grasp Taeui’s chin, pulling him closer. From these decisive actions, it was clear Ilay was not in a good mood.
Jeong Taeui held his breath. Ilay’s lips closed over his, leaving no room to breathe, forcing him to comply.
It seed Ilay didn’t care whether he could breathe or not, as he explored every corner of Taeui’s mouth, sucking on his tongue when Taeui tried to pull away and then biting hard. A short scream escaped, quickly swallowed by Ilay’s mouth.
The hand that was holding Jeong Taeui’s chin moved down, caressing his firm yet soft back, then comfortably settled on his buttocks. Jeong Taeui instinctively pulled his body forward, wrapping his arms behind him once or twice to block the mischievous hand that was roughly playing with his peaches. But Ilay didn’t stop, he even moved closer. He placed his hand on
Jeong Taeui’s butt and once again pulled him towards his lower waist, slowly caressing his slender waist. His hips kept pushing and rubbing against both their lower bodies until a certain point when he confird that Jeong Taeui had understood his intentions. Then, he suddenly let go.
Both of Ilay’s hands left Taeui as if nothing had happened.
Jeong Taeui coughed a few tis and stepped back. He wiped his mouth while gasping for air, glaring at Ilay.
Ilay wasn’t looking at Jeong Taeui, his gaze was on his watch. It seed he didn’t have much ti left to catch the last train from Hong Kong to the UNHRDO Asia branch.
Jeong Taeui snapped out of it and quickly checked his own watch. Instinctively, he realized there was a strong correlation between Ilay’s remaining ti and the bulge forming in his pants.
Clicking his tongue in frustration, Ilay glanced at his watch again. Confirming that Ilay had no more ti left, Jeong Taeui patted his chest and sighed in relief.
"You better go quickly. Too bad, I wish I could go with you, but yes, rules are rules."
No matter what, his own safety was the first thing he needed to worry about. Jeong Taeui
wasn’t soone who would stubbornly seek revenge and hurt himself in the process. Thank goodness. If he had stayed five more minutes, Ilay would probably have imdiately jumped in and done it once before hurriedly leaving.
Go on, go quickly.
Jeong Taeui silently urged himself while also staring at this perplexing man.
Of course, everyone has their own inexplicable quirks, and this was Ilay’s. Sotis - usually in situations like this - Ilay’s snake-like eyes would coldly fix on his body as if he desired him, especially when his lower clothes were removed. It was utterly baffling.
Choosing to resort to rape as a way to humiliate the other party for revenge is very far- fetched, isn’t it? In fact, Jeong Taeui didn’t feel humiliated at all, but Ilay decided to have sex with soone he didn’t like. Is that supposed to be good? And he even seed to enjoy it!
Jeong Taeui tilted his chin towards the door and signaled: "You’re going to be late, hurry up and go."
Ilay raised an eyebrow. His pale hand, which had been teasing the bulge in his pants,
suddenly paused.
"You look so pale. Are you really that desperate to think I don’t have enough ti?"
The whispered words brushed past his ear with a slight chuckle. Damn. He wondered why his spine felt chilled when Ilay laughed like that. While Taeui was lost in his thoughts, Ilay had already reached for his belt buckle. The sound of tal clinking echoed in the quiet room.
Hearing the belt hit the floor, Jeong Taeui glanced at the clock again. Sure, there was still so ti left, but every mont was slipping away quickly. Surely, he wouldn’t have enough ti to drag him to bed.
"Hey, you have to get back to the branch today...—/"
"Oh, that’s right. I will return there soon- -Uhm, you ntioned you had so business with Morer, right? I’ll handle that for you. When I return, I’ll bring you a gift, so you must wait here for
for the next few days. After what happened, I can’t rest yet."
"Yes, that’s good, but you don’t have ti anymore....—"
"Suck it."
Ilay said seriously. Jeong Taeui stared at him, speechless. Ilay was gently holding and
shaking the massive thing that had risen through his open zipper.
"I don’t have ti, so let’s finish this simply."
"Open your mouth."
"You bastard. Are you really going to do this now...—"
"The faster ti passes, the more anxious my heart becos. I’ll keep my promise. But
before that, let’s finish this nicely for both sides. At least while I still have ti to tell you."
Jeong Taeui looked at Ilay in shock as he calmly said - "I still have plenty of ti to do that before I go." - Ilay reached out and pushed Taeui’s shoulder down. Jeong Taeui quickly swatted Ilay’s hand away and yelled.
"What do you an, good for both sides! Only you enjoy it!"
"Hmm?"
Ilay raised an eyebrow and whispered - "A ha" - with a smile.
"Alright. I get it. Fine, next ti I’ll repay you with interest. You know, I don’t have ti
now. Open your mouth..... If you dare bite, I’ll break your jaw."
"Wait, I don’t need to repay anything, I’m fine, hey, wait, Ilay....—!"
Jeong Taeui rembered very clearly what he said at that mont. He could also vividly
recall the scene that began with embarrassnt and ended with his own crying moans mixed with Ilay’s satisfied, coarse laughter.
"This is how you get used to it. Even if you don’t like it initially, if you co into contact
with it more often, you’ll beco more familiar and comfortable with it."
"Yeah, right! It almost tore my throat apart!!!!"
Only after Jeong Taeui inadvertently yelled did he notice the presence of the broker sitting in front of him. The broker blinked in surprise at Taeui.
"Oh no, I’m sorry... I was just thinking about sothing else for a mont. I’ve been a bit... busy lately."
Jeong Taeui hastily apologized, scratching the back of his neck nervously. He could feel his whole body, especially his earlobes, heating up. Jeong Taeui cursed under his breath.
The more he tried to forget, the more those mories flooded back into his mind. Jeong
Taeui could only cover his mouth and bow his head. He didn’t need a mirror to know how embarrassed he looked. His entire face was flushed, and his expression, likely tear-stained from that mory, was undoubtedly shaful.
His mouth throbbed with a dull ache. Ilay had grabbed his chin and forced his mouth open.
Damn it.
The mont that enormous piece of flesh touched the back of his throat, Jeong Taeui felt like he couldn’t breathe. It wasn’t an exaggeration, he literally couldn’t breathe.
The sensation of that thing hitting his throat made him reflexively want to vomit, but he couldn’t expel anything because that huge rod had completely occupied his mouth. Jeong Taeui could only whimper and struggle.
He really wanted to just bite it off.
No, if he could, he would bite it off imdiately without any further thought.
However, regardless of how he felt or how much he wanted to do it-Ilay’s hands suddenly gripped his chin harder. Jeong Taeui wanted to scream that it hurt, but he couldn’t get any words out as that massive thing blocked his throat. He felt like his mouth was being torn apart under the brutal pressure.
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