Boy Monster Chapter 65

It took time to understand Jang Hwonwoo’s words. Since he was, in name and substance, the son of the head of the family, the statement that Eunho was an obstacle was easy to accept. However, he was confused about how to take the expression that he was something hard to have. Was it that Jae Eunho was necessary because of Sa Hwelju’s bloodline that would one day appear, but was difficult to handle?

“Do you not know why I am holding you here right now?”

Did he mean that Jae Eunho, as Sa Yeonri, was necessary, or that he wanted to have Jae Eunho? The fervor in Jang Hwonwoo’s voice grew as he moved closer to the confused Jae Eunho.

“For whom did I become a First Lieutenant.”

“……”

“Teacher, for whom am I quietly hiding among these Japanese bastards.”

A heavy gaze flew through the darkness, echoing with the sound of rain. A flash of light glinted from the ends of Jang Hwonwoo’s rain-soaked hair.

The life he had lived sparked at the end of his words. Jae Eunho knew what Jang Hwonwoo had been living for since he entered the mansion around the age of ten. He thought the force that drove him toward his grand goal originated from the secret they shared. The secret force that bound them together was something no ordinary person could ever understand. A wretched desire for life. Jang Hwonwoo had understood that from a young age.

“For whom am I still not searching for Yeonri. Huh?”

It felt as though flames were leaping from the hot hands gripping Jae Eunho’s arms.

“For whom am I living in this mansion!”

At the succession of husky words he spat out, Jae Eunho’s body trembled once. The mental wall he had painstakingly built began to shake, then crack from the top.

Jae Eunho searched for the most rational words possible, trying to prevent Jang Hwonwoo from completely demolishing that crack.

“……A few years ago, I told you that ‘I need my own side in this mansion’…. That was because I also needed a place to lean on, and that… I… I wanted to….”

Use you.

Eunho fell silent, unable to finish the sentence. It felt like he would never be able to say those words.

Jang Hwonwoo, who had been breathing raggedly, calmed his breath. The answer he gave next was cold, as if to mock the fiery passion he had just poured out.

“You must have thought there would be many uses for me if you made me your ally.”

Jae Eunho gripped the ends of his sleeves tightly as goosebumps crawled up his cheeks. It felt as if the blood in his entire body had stopped. He could imagine how his own deathly pale face must look.

“Were you satisfied? With all the things I’ve done for you until now.”

It felt like being caught and punished for a wrongdoing at an unimaginable moment. Now, even his vision was turning white.

This is Jae Eunho’s end—losing the boy like this.

It was an ending he had known from the beginning, but he never thought he would face it so soon, so unprepared. Perhaps due to that panic, even after Jang Hwonwoo had uttered the correct answer, Jae Eunho still had something to say.

“Yes, you’re right. But… even so, that was…”

Stammering, stringing together foolish sentences he had never uttered in his life, Jae Eunho belatedly wondered what it was he wanted to say. The words that had escaped before his thoughts wandered aimlessly inside the warehouse.

Jae Eunho was more terrified than ever before. His current panic was a feeling of fear, as if he had been thrown into the world all alone. It was similar to the instinctive fear a child feels after losing their parents. The reason the words wouldn’t come out properly was because the situation of being abandoned by the boy was, for Eunho, the ultimate terror.

“You must have had a goal you wanted to achieve by using me.”

Jang Hwonwoo’s words were exceptionally cold. Even while watching Jae Eunho’s jaw and shoulders tremble in fear, Jang Hwonwoo pushed him to the very end.

Another shock fell upon Eunho’s heart because he showed no sign of wavering as he said those words. In a state of shock, as if he had been beaten by a brutal fist, Jae Eunho dazedly let his gaze fall upon the Imperial Guard uniform.

“Even so…”

Jang Hwonwoo looked down impassively at Jae Eunho, who had lowered his eyes, fighting with guilt and searching for words. Overcome with pain, Jae Eunho finally contorted his face.

“I… you…”

As Eunho failed to continue and clutched his forehead, Jang Hwonwoo took his wrist and gently pushed it aside.

“Yes.”

Jang Hwonwoo’s face came so close his breath could be felt. The unspoken command to continue echoed on his lips.

“Me, what?”

Feeling the breath overlapping his lips, Eunho barely managed to move his mouth.

“I don’t want to lose you.”

Jang Hwonwoo swept back Eunho’s wet hair and then cupped his face. In his eyes, which approached with bated breath, there was a ghastliness like that of a wild beast checking if its prey was playing dead or not. Jang Hwonwoo, who let out a short breath by Eunho’s ear, whispered.

“I am now going to kiss the Yeonri I want. As I forewarned before.”

A soft breath traveled down his cheek and settled between his parted lips.

“My romance, you promised to help me, so stay still.”

Beneath the ensuing darkness, Jae Eunho closed his eyes. Unable to withstand the sweet softness spreading on his lips, holding his breath.

The heat that spread on his lips poured into his body. A wet pleasure paralyzed the inside of his mouth. The unfamiliar sensation became fear. As Eunho, without realizing it, gasped for shallow breaths and tried to push him away, Jang Hwonwoo held him tightly and pressed their bodies even closer.

Jang Hwonwoo endlessly slid into the mouth of Eunho, who was swallowing his breath with a gasp, hheup….

“Teacher, if you keep fidgeting… Poong Hwelju will use his power. Yes…?”

Seeing him smile, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he spoke, Jae Eunho felt a surge of overwhelming passion. It was a gaze impossible to shake off. Jang Hwonwoo had clearly noticed that Jae Eunho, who was letting out sharp breaths, had become powerless.

“Please accept my first.”

After those words, Eunho could make no judgments, take no actions. It felt as if all decision-making power in his body and mind had been stolen by the person before him.

The warmth covering his lips slickly moistened him inside and out, before stirring fiercely. Jang Hwonwoo seemed unable to hold back. Unable to control the strength in his arms, he embraced Eunho so tightly that he let out a yelp of pain, euk. Jang Hwonwoo pushed him to the very end. Eunho’s back hit the shelf stacked with film.

He was as hot as if he were pouring out a long-suppressed passion. He licked his way up to the deepest part with the gentlest of acts.

Heat spread from the wide palm wrapped around the nape of his neck. The rain-soaked clothes, clinging with humid heat, felt even stickier. Jang Hwonwoo slightly parted Eunho’s thighs with his knee and settled himself in between, then pressed their shoulders closer. At the same time, at the breath and sweetness that entered deep into his throat, Jae Eunho let out a torrent of ragged breaths.

I don’t know. What should I do?

What is the point of rubbing lips and mixing tongues with this child?

Why did it come to this…… and what on earth is this kid thinking?

The wide-open mouth felt like it was melting, and the touching bodies did not want to part…. It was a wave of sensation where the next step, worries, nothing came to mind. Jae Eunho repeated in his dazed mind.

If I could live like this. If I could live like this forever.

Amidst the breathlessly exhaled and inhaled breaths, a rough ardor collided and mingled. Eunho’s face, pressed against by Jang Hwonwoo’s nose, showed no sign of leaving its spot, and his ceaselessly moving jaw would not release his lips.

:･⚜️⊹.️

That night, Jang Hwonwoo entered the Sashimcheon mansion carrying Jae Eunho, who had been injured from falling off a rickshaw, on his back. Both were soaking wet from the rain. He explained that a riot had broken out while he was returning home, and he had found Jae Eunho near the house, who had injured his ankle falling from the rickshaw and was trying to escape.

No one suspected a thing. The head of the family and the Deputy Commander, upon receiving the telegram, said there was nothing to be done and raised their glasses. Jang Hwonwoo laid the rain-drenched Jae Eunho in his room and treated his ankle with Hwa Hwelju’s regenerative ability. The room, with five paper lanterns arranged in a row, remained dark, its lights unlit until dawn.

The people of the mansion did not find the unlit room strange. They just thought that Jang Hwonwoo must have also fallen asleep from exhaustion while treating Jae Eunho.

“…Mmm…. Stop….”

As the head of the family had not yet returned, the floor where Jae Eunho’s and Jang Hwonwoo’s rooms were located was empty. At an hour when everyone in the mansion was asleep, the two men held each other’s bodies on the bedding.

It had been two hours since they began to covet each other’s lips. Careful not to let any sound escape, they forgot time and focused on one another. Jang Hwonwoo’s bare skin was so hot that Eunho would startle every time he moved his embracing arms.

Jae Eunho let out cloudy breaths, his mouth agape though there was no need to close it. It had been awkward at first, but after dozens of minutes of fumbling in the warehouse, the propriety and decorum they had maintained with each other had completely vanished. The lust Eunho had long harbored was finally unleashed within Jang Hwonwoo’s low, sweet voice.

“You said you were just… going to wipe me down….”

“Am I not wiping you down?”

The kid who said he would wipe down his rain-soaked body had climbed on top of Eunho and hadn’t come down since. After taking off Eunho’s shirt and making a pretense of wiping him with a towel, he had thrown off his own clothes and embraced him. Jae Eunho whispered in a half-drowsy voice.

“You are… a child blinded by a moment’s lust.”

“Pardon?”

Jang Hwonwoo, his shoulders marked with scars from various missions held high, pressed his heavy lower body down gently and asked. A languid voice, as if drunk, continued to flow from Eunho.

“You are the world’s greatest lecher, a mass of desire that wants to make every potential mate around you your own.”

Even while listening quietly, he did not stop the lips that were exploring Eunho’s face, ears, and every strand of his hair. Jae Eunho continued to whisper like a man possessed.

“You did this because you figured out I was afraid our connection would end.”

Jang Hwonwoo, his eyes fixed on Eunho’s moving lips, raised one corner of his mouth in a smile and answered.

“If you didn’t like it, you could have just said so, couldn’t you?”

“……”

For hours, the sticky kisses had continued—parting only to come together again, never staying apart for long once they touched. Jae Eunho’s lips, red, shiny, and swollen, moved again.

“Just how long are you going to….”

Looking into Jang Hwonwoo’s disheveled and clouded eyes, Eunho once again whispered words that had become as obscene as his open body.

“It’s funny, who would know that you reveal such lust with such a proper face. To think you’d be a guy who rushes in without end…. Are you trying to make my body completely waterlogged?”

“Isn’t it you who keeps making my body burn up?”

“Now you’re saying whatever you please, without restraint.”

“Then I guess all that’s left is to see everything that shouldn’t be seen.”

“What…!”

Jae Eunho, laughing softly, twirled Jang Hwonwoo’s hair with his fingers and said.

“You seem to unleash your lust on me so casually. All while wooing that child with handwritten telegrams several times a day.”

Jang Hwonwoo lifted his head, which had been buried in the hollow of Eunho’s shoulder. From beneath his black hair, a deep gaze rolled down.

“Is it because I’m someone who’s experienced this kind of act enough times that it’s more comfortable for you?”

“……”

“But shall I tell you one thing? I’ve had copulations countless times, but I’ve never done this. Erotic kissing.”

Jang Hwonwoo, watching the silently smiling Jae Eunho, moved the towel away. Readjusting his position to press their bodies tightly together, he caressed Eunho’s cheekbones and cheeks as he replied.

“If the daily telegrams I sent for my alibi hurt your feelings, then it is my fault. I should have handled it beforehand. Please don’t be upset.”

Jae Eunho was at a loss for words at the unexpected answer. However, he did not rule out the possibility that it could be a lie. Jang Hwonwoo continued in a proper tone.

“And, if your body were comfortable and easy, I would not have held back until now.”

He opened his palm and slowly swept it down Jae Eunho’s chest.