Chapter 17

Rian’s face was flushed as crimson as an overripe tomato. His entire body burned with feverish heat, mottling his fair skin with red patches, looking as though the slightest poke would cause him to burst and spill his tender inner flesh.

Soft and completely pliable, Yu-gyeom felt that if he slurped the boy down in a single gulp, Rian would seamlessly become his own bone, flesh, and blood.

“Hyung, hyung…” Rian murmured sleepily.

Only after his breathing slowed did Rian gaze up at his brother with heavy, drowsy eyes. Yu-gyeom pressed kisses in gentle succession against Rian’s forehead, cheek, the bridge of his nose, and his lips.

Looking up with anxious eyes, Rian asked hesitantly, “Hyung, you’re mad, aren’t you…?”

“Me? Do I seem that way?” Yu-gyeom replied nonchalantly.

Gazing up at Yu-gyeom, who asked back as though nothing were wrong, Rian snuggled deeper into his brother’s chest and rubbed his cheek against him.

Only after Yu-gyeom—who had maintained an angry, stony silence—finally laid hands on him did a sense of peace settle over Rian’s heart.

Burying his face into the fabric of his shirt, Rian murmured softly, “Please don’t be mad at me, hyung…”

Yu-gyeom let out a heavy sigh. “Haa, Kwon Rian…” He lifted Rian up effortlessly onto his lap to face him. Rian’s wet buttocks rested directly against Yu-gyeom’s firm thighs. Holding Rian’s waist tight, Yu-gyeom allowed him to grind his drenched cunt against the fly of his trousers. With his face still languidly conquered by ecstasy, Rian buried his face in Yu-gyeom’s shoulder, exhaling warm, quiet breaths.

“Didn’t I tell you not to let other people put their hands on you?” Yu-gyeom chided darkly.

Rian lowered his head in defeat. “Yes… I know…”

“Do you really understand what you did wrong?” Yu-gyeom pressed.

It was Kim Taeju. The sole reason Yu-gyeom was furious was entirely because of that punk. He had recognized it by sheer instinct. In Kim Taeju, who had slung an arm around Rian while glaring at him, Yu-gyeom had caught the unmistakable scent of an Alpha. He was enraged that another Alpha dared lay a hand on what belonged to him.

Although he had not openly displayed his fury in front of Rian, Yu-gyeom’s insides were thoroughly twisted. The fact that such a sickening bastard dared hover around Rian irritated him to no end.

Revolted by the trace of another Alpha lingering on Rian’s skin, Yu-gyeom had brooded throughout the drive, and the instant they arrived at the Han River, he had pounced on Rian without hesitation.

He had doused Rian in a crushing deluge of his own pheromones. If he did not, the rage threatening to tear Rian to shreds would never easily subside.

In that manner, Yu-gyeom collected himself, calmed his fury, and endured. Watching Rian respond to and cling only to his touch filled him with intoxicating ecstasy.

“Yes, I know. But… that wasn’t my intention, hyung,” Rian stammered, looking up at him.

Yu-gyeom stroked his cheek with deceptive gentleness. “I see. Still, you have to take your punishment, Rian.”

“Punishment…?” Rian repeated hesitantly.

At the word punishment, Rian lifted his tear-stained face to gaze up at Yu-gyeom. There was no real terror associated with the word. It was simply that Rian knew all too well that Yu-gyeom’s punishments were designed to put him in an utterly embarrassing position.

Staying just as they were, Yu-gyeom reached over and flicked open the center console between the front seats. From within, he drew out a long metallic cylinder roughly as thick as two fingers.

“Ah, I don’t like that one,” Rian protested, shrinking back.

The moment Rian saw it, his expression sobered and he shook his head vigorously, but Yu-gyeom clearly had no intention of showing mercy. Without hesitation, Yu-gyeom parted Rian’s pudding-soft buttocks wide to either side.

Exposed to the cool air, his tightly pleated rear entrance twitched, repeatedly contracting and dilating. It was a telltale movement that shamelessly betrayed an urgent desire to swallow something whole. The moment Yu-gyeom touched his fingertip to the pulsing ring, Rian shuddered violently, spilling a choked whimper from his lips.

Rian squeezed out a tight, strained groan. His entire body trembled with electric shivers, his rear hole contracting as he instinctively tried to force out the foreign intrusion. Yu-gyeom dug his fingers into Rian’s tightly clenched buttocks, wrenching the cheeks further apart.

Trembling all over, Rian whimpered, “Ah, aahng… No, don’t…”

“You need to relax, Rian,” Yu-gyeom coaxed gently.

Parting the entrance to his hole, Yu-gyeom shoved an anal plug smoothly inside. As the solid mass of metal breached the twitching ring, the inner walls immediately clamped down around it with a sticky, greedy suction. With an obscene, wet squelch, Rian’s rear swallowed the plug whole.

Tears spilling from his eyes, Rian pleaded, “Haa, hyung… Hyung, please, I don’t want this…”

Rian verged on tears at the heavy, foreign fullness stretching the depths of his rear. Spotting the moisture welling at the corners of Rian’s eyes, Yu-gyeom leaned in and licked away the tears with the tip of his tongue.

“Why? You look so pretty like this,” Yu-gyeom murmured against his ear. “Our Rian clamps down so well on whatever’s put inside him, doesn’t he?”

“Haht… Nngh, aahng… The vibrations are t-too much…” Rian whimpered, struggling to breathe.

The moment Yu-gyeom flicked on the remote switch in his hand, Rian’s buttocks began to tremble with electric intensity. The flesh visibly shuddered and rippled beneath the tremors. In turn, that intense buzzing jolted straight through to Yu-gyeom’s crotch, which was pressed flush against him.

The electric hum reverberated through the deepest recesses of Rian’s passage. Lodged right against his prostate, the plug continuously stirred and buzzed within. Though Rian’s tight ring clamped down with viscous friction, every time he heaved a ragged breath beneath the rushing sensations, the base of the plug slipped out and slid back in with an obscene twitch. Concerned that it might pop free, Yu-gyeom pressed a firm finger against the base and shoved it even deeper.

“Hii-eek!” A terrified shriek tore from Rian’s throat.

Startled by the intrusion, Rian shuddered from head to toe. Swept up in sheer arousal, he could not even swallow the saliva dribbling past his lips. Yu-gyeom watched him in silence before licking up the stray moisture with his tongue, then captured Rian’s lower lip and sucked it with an audible smack.

After sucking on those glistening crimson lips a few more times with wet, smacking kisses, Yu-gyeom brushed Rian’s bangs from his forehead and whispered in a low tone.

“I’m hungry, Rian. Let’s go get something to eat,” Yu-gyeom said.

Rian stared down in utter disbelief. “L-Like this?!” His eyes widened like a startled rabbit’s as he questioned him in a panic. The plug was still wedged between his buttocks, vibrating with unrelenting vigor.

“Yes. Just as you are,” Yu-gyeom replied calmly.

Trembling from the unbearable sensation, Rian pleaded, “Hyung… I can’t eat like this. Heut.”

“Rian,” Yu-gyeom said firmly.

“I don’t want to…” Rian whimpered.

Even as Rian hung his head as though begging for forgiveness, shallow moans leaked continuously past his lips.

The vibrations tickling his insides made Rian feel as though his cum would erupt like a fountain at any second, driving him out of his mind. And yet Yu-gyeom expected him to go eat in this condition?

Rian’s tear-stained face flushed a lush, tempting crimson.

“Indeed, it would be difficult to eat like this,” Yu-gyeom said mildly.

Clutching the edge of the table, Rian begged, “…Nngh, please take it out, hyung.”

“Then how about this? In exchange for taking it out, you sleep alone for a month starting tonight,” Yu-gyeom proposed smoothly.

“What?!” Rian cried in dismay.

Sleep alone? Rian hated that prospect even more. Although he had his own bedroom, he spent almost every single night with Yu-gyeom. Pillowing his head on Yu-gyeom’s arm, cradled in his embrace, Rian had become hopelessly addicted to the touch of his hands. Only with Yu-gyeom beside him could Rian ever fall into a sound sleep.

Rian shook his head pitifully. “I don’t want that…”

“If you don’t want that either, then you’ll have to endure it, Rian,” Yu-gyeom replied evenly.

Tears welling in the corners of his eyes, Rian asked, “Did I… haah, do something that wrong?”

“Don’t you know how much I loathe other people putting their hands on you?” Yu-gyeom asked, his tone hardening.

Rian squirmed helplessly against the chair. “I-It’s not like I wanted it… Heut, haahng… Pl-Please, the vibrations, hyung…”

Soft as sweet rice cakes and slick with sticky arousal, Rian’s buttocks twitched without pause. His dripping fluids soaked straight through Yu-gyeom’s trousers. Even in this state, the sight of Rian shuddering helplessly beneath the unrelenting tide of lust was enough to drive a man insane.

“Rian, this is your punishment,” Yu-gyeom said softly.

“Hngh… I’m going to come… Hyung…” Rian whimpered, tears spilling down his cheeks.

Rian suddenly began pounding his rear down in rapid succession. Thud, thud. Slamming his hole against Yu-gyeom’s thigh and thrashing his waist, he behaved for all the world like a bitch in heat.

Yu-gyeom often caught himself regretting ever teaching Rian how to speak. If the boy had never learned human words, he would have spent every day moaning in pleasure just like this, crying out with raw, animal whimpers.

What a pity.

“Hngh, ahng… Ah-aahng!” Rian cried out in ecstasy.

Fully subjected to the vibrations coursing through his passage, Rian spilled another mess of cum. Having already ejaculated earlier, his cock could only dribble out a limp, hazy trickle of semen.

Breathless, Rian collapsed forward into Yu-gyeom’s arms. The vibrations did not cease; if anything, Yu-gyeom cranked the dial up to its absolute maximum.

Rian’s buttocks shuddered with even greater violence. Gripping the boy’s slender waist, Yu-gyeom felt Rian’s rear opening twitching and fluttering vividly against his firm thigh.

A fierce urge surged through Yu-gyeom to rip out the plug and drive his own cock into that hole instead. It was a ravenous, gnawing hunger.

Yu-gyeom affectionately stroked the nape of Rian’s neck as a reward for being good, then leaned close to whisper in his ear. He smoothed down Rian’s disheveled hair. “Rian, I’m starving. I haven’t eaten a single thing yet. Let’s go get food.”

“Hngh…” Rian whimpered weakly.

Yu-gyeom’s voice was gentle, yet terrifyingly cold.