NTH 55

“Heut…… yes, your cock, even a horse, would weep and run away……”

“Compared to that, what is this of yours. Can you even perform your duties as a man like this?”

When Euntaek took Yeoheun’s erect member in his hand and shook it up and down, Yeoheun flinched.

“Do not! If you do it at the same time…… ha-eung……!”

“Do you like being stimulated in the front and back at the same time? Then here too……”

When Euntaek rubbed his nipple with his remaining hand, Yeoheun let out a shriek and cried out.

“No! Please stop……! It is coming out, heut……!”

“After cumming so many times all night, what are you suddenly so shy about now?”

“That is not it, this is, heut, different, it is different……”

“Different? What is different?”

“Eung, I am begging you, please, aht, aht, stop, stooop……!”

The moment Euntaek deliberately pulled his member out halfway and then thrust it back in with great force, a hot, clear liquid shot out from Yeoheun’s member with a whoosh. The amount was not that much, but it was a liquid of a distinctly different consistency from the cloudy, sticky semen.

“Heut, what is this……, I, I clearly told you to stop……”

As the liquid trickled onto Euntaek’s hand that was holding his member, Yeoheun rubbed his eyes frantically. When Euntaek forcibly moved his hand away, tears were streaming down from Yeoheun’s large eyes.

“Ah……”

Without realizing it, Euntaek collapsed onto Yeoheun’s body, held him tightly, and twitched his lower body. His cock convulsed strongly, spewing semen into Yeoheun’s body in gushes.

“What are you so shy about. It is an honor if you felt that way because of me.”

As Euntaek, intoxicated by the sensation of his climax, spoke in a languid voice, Yeoheun pounded on his back with his fists.

“You are truly the worst kind of scoundrelly nobleman. If your face and body were even slightly ugly, I would have just thrown up right in your face by now.”

“Then since it has come to this, let us just do it one more time.”

“……Die. You are hopeless. Just die right now.”

“Then one last time before I die.”

Why are this man’s lips so sweet. Why does his whole body exude such a sweet scent. Could it be that I am truly bewitched by a nine-tailed fox right now.

Euntaek could not control his wildly pounding heart and hugged Yeoheun even tighter.

Euntaek cleanly wiped Yeoheun, who was pouting, and personally dressed him in the white cotton clothes he had his attendants prepare. Thus, Yeoheun, who had entered the gisaeng house as Suhyang, was able to leave dressed as an ordinary man.

“How can I meet you again?”

After dressing him completely and even neatly tying the ribbons of his jeogori, he asked. Yeoheun lowered his eyes and answered calmly.

“I am sorry, but you should consider it almost impossible to get your sword back.”

“Whether I find the sword or not, I am asking where I have to go to meet you.”

“I do not have a fixed residence. As you said, I am an orphan and a wanderer.”

“Then do you always make a living by pickpocketing?”

“I cannot do that very often because I have to risk my life every time I steal. My body would not be able to withstand even ten floggings.”

“Then what do you usually do?”

“……I play the gayageum at a gisaeng house.”

“As Suhyang?”

“Yes.”

“Then was it not Choi Chanmyeong who brought in the headmistress.”

“That is right. The place I work at is different, and I met the son of Lord Choi’s household at that gisaeng house. I cannot steal from the place that is my livelihood, you know.”

“But how did Chanmyeong find out that you are Heukyeong?”

At those words, Yeoheun hesitated for a moment and then shrugged his shoulders.

“Well, since he was the one who broke the trust between you two first, I suppose it is alright to say.”

Chanmyeong, who had fallen in love at first sight after seeing Yeoheun playing the gayageum at a gisaeng house he had visited by chance, paid a large sum of money and drank with him separately.

The headmistress of that gisaeng house, who knew that Yeoheun was a man, repeatedly emphasized that Suhyang was by no means a gisaeng who sold his body and warned him that he must never lay a hand on him.

Chanmyeong had to be content with the experienced Suhyang smiling as beautifully as a flower, playing the gayageum, pouring him drinks, and listening to his stories while their soft hands brushed against each other from time to time.

In the midst of that, when Chanmyeong mentioned his hometown friend Euntaek who had a treasured sword, Yeoheun induced him to tell him about Euntaek’s attire and whereabouts and succeeded in stealing the treasured sword.

Chanmyeong, who heard about the theft from Euntaek, went to Yeoheun and questioned him. Not only was the sword stolen just a few days after he had told Suhyang about Euntaek, but the appearance of the extremely beautiful pouch-snatcher he had met also felt somehow similar to Suhyang’s features.

When Chanmyeong threatened to report him to the authorities and have him formally investigated if he did not tell the truth, Suhyang had no choice but to confess to Chanmyeong that he was a man and the pouch-snatcher Heukyeong.

“After that, he came to find me again and told me that you had one more sword. He said he would take care of all the preparations, so he told me to steal it, sell it, and split the money with him.”

“So, were you really going to do that?”

“No. Why would I split it. I said that, but I was planning to leave this place right after I stole it.”

“As expected of a thief’s way of thinking.”

“I do not trust anyone. As long as he holds my weakness, he is going to try to use me at any time. And the way he looked at me with those lecherous eyes even when I was in my male form was really disgusting.”

“Well, that cannot be helped. You are prettier now than when you were Suhyang.”

“Ha, for a nobleman, you sure have a strong stomach. How can you say such things to a man with the same thing between his legs without batting an eye.”

When Yeoheun looked at him with a gaze full of genuine contempt, Euntaek felt shivers run down his spine. He had never met anyone who looked at him with such eyes in his life, so Euntaek had never dreamed that he would fall so madly in love with someone with such an unrestrained personality.

Euntaek pulled Yeoheun into his arms and said.

“Do not go. I do not want to let you go.”

“Let go. And forget me. It would be even better if you could also forget the treasured sword you lost.”

“I do not want to part so meaninglessly like this. I want to see you again. Can I not do that?”

“You cannot.”

“Why not?”

When Euntaek lifted Yeoheun’s chin to kiss him, Yeoheun turned his head sharply and escaped from his embrace.

“Do not look for me again, and if you happen to run into me somewhere, never acknowledge me. If you do not, you, could really die.”

“What does that mean. Speak so I can understand. Why would I die for acknowledging you?”

Yeoheun let out a deep sigh, looked straight at Euntaek, and said.

“Do you remember when you were chasing me in the market, and you suddenly met a basket seller and fell?”

“I remember, but how do you know that?”

“Of course I know. Because that basket seller is my accomplice.”

At the unexpected words, Euntaek’s brow furrowed sharply.

“What did you say? So you are saying he did not bump into me by accident?”

“That is right. If it looks like I am about to get caught while running away, he stealthily comes over and deliberately falls.”

“How could that be. So did you hire him?”

Yeoheun chuckled and said with a lonely expression.

“It is the other way around. He was the one who taught me the skills of a pouch-snatcher. I only steal the goods, and he is the one who sells them and turns them into money. That is why I said it would be difficult to return your sword.”

“Then are you stealing against your will because of him?”

Yeoheun did not answer that question. Euntaek, with a thought that suddenly occurred to him, asked Yeoheun again.

“Don’t tell me he takes all the money you earn from working as Suhyang as well?”

“……Yes. He was also the one who made me learn the gayageum and arranged for me to work at the gisaeng house. Anyway, what I am trying to say is, the moment you catch his eye, you are already a dead man.”

“Why is that?”

Yeoheun could not answer right away and opened and closed his mouth several times. Watching him, Euntaek somehow felt extremely frustrated and anxious. He pulled Yeoheun back into his arms and said.

“It is alright. I will not tell anyone, so tell me everything.”

Yeoheun let out a deep sigh.

“He is very possessive of me. Anyone who approaches me privately or makes a pass at me, he will somehow track them down and mercilessly kill them or cripple them somewhere.”

“Since when has he been like that?”

“From the first time we met.”

“Ha. What is that. He is just a crazy bastard.”

At Euntaek’s words, Yeoheun chuckled and replied as if muttering to himself.

“Perhaps.”

“Don’t you hate it? To have to live by being forced to steal and pretend to be a gisaeng because of such a strange person. What on earth is your crime?”

“But he is the only one who protects me and needs me……. Now, without him, I do not know how I would live either.”

At those words, Euntaek pushed Yeoheun away from his embrace, grabbed his shoulders, and asked urgently.

“What. Do not tell me you are in love with him? That kind of human trash of a bastard?”

Yeoheun gave a bitter smile and pushed Euntaek’s arms away.

“In love with him? I do not know such a luxurious emotion. I am just saying that I need him to live.”

“What does that mean?”

“I was originally weak and an abandoned orphan, so I have no family. As you can see, I was born with such an androgynous appearance that dirty men try to fuck me whenever they get a chance. It is convenient to be with him because he takes care of that kind of trash for me.”

“So you are going to continue living as a thief and a gisaeng in the future?”

“What business is it of yours whether I do or not?”

“Is the basket seller a eunuch?”

“What kind of nonsense are you suddenly talking about.”

“You said he takes care of all the men who cling to you. He is a healthy man too, so I am asking if he just quietly protects you.”

“……”

“Why can you not answer?”

“Why do I have to answer such a question?”

“What he did to you is not protection. It is just exploitation.”

“It is none of your business whether it is or not. Even if you kill me right here, you will not be able to find your sword. So if you value your life, do not approach me ever again.”

To Yeoheun, who had spat out the words coldly as if he were angry, Euntaek replied with a calm expression.

“What if I say no?”

“What?”

“I can save you from him. So trust me and……”