LLU 58

The blow that properly crushed my innermost sensitive spot left me with my mouth gaping wide open, only able to gasp soundlessly. My toes, floating in the air, twitched and flailed like a fish speared by a harpoon.

The entrance, stretched taut without a single wrinkle and tightly gripping the hard flesh, vibrated. Choi Junghan stared without blinking at my face, which had lost all reason, then pulled out completely except for the glans before immediately slamming back in again.

The merciless angle of penetration was far deeper than before. Thud, thud, thud—without any mercy, the mechanical thrusts pierced my insides at perfectly regular intervals.

“…Uh, huu, aaah!”

“Haa… That sounds good, Oon-ah. Keep going.”

Choi Junghan smiled faintly and thrust his hips upward sharply. What gleamed in his eyes was closer to madness than mere lust. The act of pinning my naked body against the glass window and pounding his cock into me, and the attitude of not only not stopping my wild moans but actively encouraging them, showed it clearly.

The hands that touched me were always cool, yet the cock stirring inside my stomach was hot in stark contrast. The pillar, heated like fire, roughly prodded the narrow passage. Even after driving in deep enough to reach my navel, he forced it even farther inward, and I felt every bit of his cock as I thrashed desperately.

“Kk….”

His expression twisted faintly. At the same time, hot liquid spread rapidly inside my stomach. Choi Junghan let out a low moan and released his semen inside me. As if determined to leave not a single drop outside, he persistently ground our joined lower bodies together.

After finishing his climax, Choi Junghan set me down from where I had been clinging to his neck, then suddenly spun me around. The liquid that streamed out from between my buttocks splattered messily, dirtying his clothes, but he paid it no mind at all.

My trembling hands braced against the glass. While I barely held myself up against the wall with only my hips thrust out, panting, his cock—still covered in sticky fluid—plunged back in from behind once more. I quickly shook my head as my waist bent sharply.

“…Ah! St-stop…!”

“I can’t stop. Oon-ah. Do you know… how much I’ve imagined this?”

The dark and sticky voice soaked my ear. Choi Junghan, covering my back from behind, overlapped his hand over mine. In that position, he nibbled on my earlobe and the shell of my ear, then let out a low, rumbling laugh in his throat.

The thrusting began again. Unlike the merciless pounding from just before, Choi Junghan now moved his hips slowly and deeply, showering kisses on my earlobe and the back of my head. All the while, he kept our hands gently overlapped. He seemed to be savoring the entire situation itself rather than simply thrusting his cock in and out.

“Haa, Oon-ah… you really are beautiful. You know that?”

Choi Junghan whispered in a sweetly wet voice against my ear.

“In my whole life… I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as you.”

The words, almost like talking to himself, settled clearly in my mind. Beautiful. It was something Choi Junghan often said to me. Come to think of it, from the very first time we met, he had persistently called me that. Like a flower, beautiful.

The words I always heard sounded a little different today. Perhaps because the way he whispered them while sweetly rolling his hips felt unusually serious for him, almost like a lover. Caught in an impulsive mood, I blurted out the question as if entranced.

“…What… hng… is beautiful about me?”

“Hm?”

“What… exactly is beautiful about me?”

Moving slowly like a snake burrowing inside, he replied in a kind voice.

“Everything is beautiful. There isn’t a single part that isn’t. From your hair down to the tips of your toenails. Especially these small hands—just looking at them gets me hard. If I said I want to devour every bit of your skin, your muscles, your fingers, your toes, your cock, without leaving anything out, would you believe me?”

“…That’s creepy.”

“Haha.”

His long and elaborate words didn’t sound like mere joking, and it sent chills down my spine. Even though I recoiled, Choi Junghan simply laughed lowly.

The large hand of Choi Junghan covering the back of mine was still cool. Every time he pressed his weight forward, the sensation of his clothing slowly rubbing against my bare back felt dizzyingly intense.

After continuing to kiss me from behind and gently grind his lower body for a long while, Choi Junghan gradually increased the speed of his thrusts. The intervals of the thudding impacts grew shorter. Every time the semen pooled thickly inside my stomach stimulated the inner walls, it leaked out in thin streams and ran down my thighs.

“Haa, ha, heuk….”

My damp breaths touched the glass wall. The glass I was bracing against repeatedly fogged up from my rising moans and breaths, then cleared again. Under the pouring sunlight, my completely naked face appeared clearly for a moment before blurring once more.

While holding his cock that came and went deep inside my body, I exhaled hot breaths and quietly looked down below.

People who looked smaller than ants. Cars lined up passing along the roads, the very center of Seoul, a forest of countless buildings—and among them, this place that stood out with an especially lofty presence. And the person who would become its owner.

My tyrant, who ruled at the very top of such a solid and imposing pyramid, yet endlessly craved and sought after something so small and powerless.

Yes… someday the person I will bring down with my own hands. The man who is soft only toward me, yet endlessly cruel only toward me. The arrogant and bizarre invader who plunged my life into an endless quagmire and yet embraces me tenderly as if I were his lover.

“What are you thinking about.”

Suddenly his low voice called to me.

“In a situation like this, what… hng… could I possibly be thinking. Just hurry up and finish….”

My panting voice, full of resentment toward Choi Junghan, carried a coquettish whimper. Haha, the breath that quietly covered the nape of my neck was unusually hot for him.

“I just wanted to hear more of your writhing voice.”

For a while, I let out moans exactly as he wanted. Stop, no, don’t, no… Even though the words I pushed out meaninglessly were like that, my lower body gradually pushed back and pressed itself against Choi Junghan.

At my shameless, vulgar behavior—clenching around his cock naked without any sense of shame—Choi Junghan smiled in satisfaction. The sound of his palm smacking my buttocks was obscene. After slapping my ass several times, he soon kissed the nape of my neck as if it were lovable.

Meanwhile, my cool gaze turned toward the face reflected in the glass window. Toward Choi Junghan, who was so absorbed in thrusting his hips that he had no idea what thoughts I was hiding while holding my breath beneath him. And toward my own face, wearing the mask of a dazed fool lost in pleasure and clenching around his body.

The reason I had coiled myself tightly in the shadows of Choi Junghan was to crawl all the way up into his light as well. Not just to be secretly kept and fucked in his private nest, but to infiltrate to the place where the entire world could see him.

And I had succeeded in crawling all the way up here.

Someday, I will make Choi Junghan fall beneath this dazzling glass window. I am already falling endlessly downward, toward the abyss, but I will never fall alone. Beside my falling self will be Choi Junghan. He will meet his end at the hands of these small hands he thought were so beautiful.

Now, it was just the beginning.

The desk lamp flew off and crashed against the wall. Shattering into pieces as it fell, it was something Choi Junghan had only bought a few days ago.

Because things like this happened often, bedside objects weren’t suitable to keep there, yet a lamp was always present nonetheless. Because when there was not even a single point of light and everything became pitch dark, my symptoms grew far worse.

I yanked all the blankets and sheets down and threw them to the floor, then clutched a pillow tightly in both hands. I pulled the pillowcase hard to both sides until my arms trembled violently. With a riiiip—the unpleasant sound—the pillow tore. The chains bound around my ankles clanked loudly as well, mixing into the noise.

With fingernails cut so short they barely showed any flesh, I frantically dug into the inside of the pillow. Panting as if I might pass out, I squeezed with all my strength. Finally, I tore apart the pillow that revealed its white inner stuffing like a madman, ripping and ripping again.

This wasn’t enough. I had to look like I had gone completely insane from being unable to release my anxiety and rage. After hurling the pillow away, I raised my nails without hesitation and aimed them at the inside of my forearm.

I forcibly dug my nails into the tender skin and raked them down hard. Although Choi Junghan always trimmed my nails short and filed them round, that didn’t mean I couldn’t make any wounds at all.

“Pioon.”

When Choi Junghan, who had briefly left, came running back into the room, I had already succeeded in bursting open the tender flesh on the inside of my arm and drawing blood.

Seeing the forearm streaked with red blood, his expression twisted harshly. Striding into the room with long steps, Choi Junghan immediately grabbed my wrist and stopped what I was doing.

“Why don’t you stop that.”

“Let go! Let go, you fucking bastard!”

I screamed at the top of my lungs. I shouted until my throat felt like it would tear. But no matter how wildly I screamed like a mad person, Choi Junghan only fixed his gaze on the wound and did not hit me or choke me.

“You know I’m not going anywhere without you. Calm down a little.”

“Don’t make me laugh. You… hng… it’s your fault! You disappeared without a word first!”

“I was gone for less than a minute.”

In that short time, I was already drenched in sweat. Seeing Choi Junghan reply calmly while I thrashed around wildly made my rage double. When I raised my hand to strike his cheek right away, he lightly stopped me.

“Then should I just not go to the bathroom and come inside you instead?”

“Do it. Fuck, just do that instead!”

“Ha.”

At my tantrum and stubborn demands, he let out a short, hollow laugh. An ordinary person would have already gotten fed up and walked away. Yet Choi Junghan remained unshaken no matter how much I acted like a lunatic—he was definitely not an ordinary human.

He grabbed my blood-covered hand and laid me down on the bed. Pinning both my hands together above my head with one of his, he simultaneously pressed his lips to mine.

Unlike his unshaken, soothing attitude, the kiss was violent and rough. Yet as I received the savage kiss that seemed to bite my lips, my wildly thrashing body gradually calmed down.

“Haa, haa, ha.”

“Don’t turn your head. Open your mouth properly.”

“I… can’t breathe….”

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it. Or not?”

The low command barked at me was the same as always. My lips, wet with saliva and tears, obediently parted at his order.

Once again, his firm tongue burrowed into my mouth. The act of licking the roof of my mouth and sucking my tongue felt closer to restraining and suppressing me than soothing me. Yet somehow, my pounding heart had already settled down considerably.

The long kiss left me breathless. While frantically accepting the lips and tongue that pressed heavily against me, I stopped pushing him away and let my limbs fall limply. Only then did Choi Junghan pull his body back slightly.

I could feel his thickly erect cock through the thin pajamas. Despite the blatant size pressing against me, he made no move to do anything to me. He simply pulled his lips away while looking down at me with eyes that had sunk low, in contrast to what was happening below.

“Stay still so I can put ointment on it.”

Finally, he said that and tried to pull away from me. I desperately reached out and hugged his waist.

“Don’t go.”

“Oon-ah.”

“Don’t go, you fucking bastard….”

“Haa….”

Choi Junghan let out an obvious sigh, detached my hand, and reached for the drawer right beside us. It seemed he had moved the first-aid kit here after a similar incident last time.

Choi Junghan left me clinging annoyingly to him and opened the box to take out ointment and bandages. He lightly held my trembling, straining hand and generously applied ointment over the cracked and scratched wounds.

His skill at wrapping the bandage and applying the adhesive tape was quick and precise. Unlike his dry eyes staring at the wounds, his touch was delicate.

“Don’t do this kind of thing anymore.”

He commanded in an emotionless voice.

“I can put up with your tantrums. You can smash whatever you want. But this kind of thing isn’t allowed. If you hurt your own body like this again next time, know that I’ll tie your hands too.”

“You’re going to tie my hands in addition to my feet?”