The Smell of Something Fishy Chapter 9.1

Pregnant? Pregnant, he says?

‘I did not think it would actually succeed.’

Tae Shinju reflexively covered his mouth. The bewilderment was fleeting, and the corners of his lips twitched.

This was the company office. There was no one else around, but he unconsciously covered his face. It was obvious he must be grinning foolishly.

The feeling was pleasant enough that he was not bothered by his own reaction.

‘It’s done.’

That was the first thought that came to him.

It’s done. Park Yeonseo has fallen completely into his hands.

What was he, anyway? It was like he was already in his grasp, so why on earth did that man give him such a fulfilling sense of satisfaction?

‘Park Yeonseo probably does not know.’

If he had suspected, it would have shown in one way or another. By refusing sex, or pretending to be reluctant.

‘I should hide it for the time being.’

The reason is simple. It is merely because he is curious about Park Yeonseo’s reaction when he realizes the fact of his pregnancy for himself.

‘Will he be happy?’

He did say he wanted a family.

Or he might have a hesitant reaction.

Park Yeonseo perceives himself as a man. As a man, upon realizing the reality of being pregnant, the possibility that he might feel a sense of rejection could not be easily dismissed.

As for Tae Shinju….

It was quite nice.

He was satisfied by the fact that it would not just end with the dirty talk he whispered on the bed, but that he could now refer to him as a ‘mommy’ based on fact.

“This is troublesome….”

Although his words said so, his eyes and lips were clearly curved into a smile.

Somehow, from the moment he found the birth control pills, something about it had not sat right with him.

Even setting aside the pregnancy as it was uncertain, he had decided to make Yeonseo’s body one that could not do without him.

Because he wanted to see him cling.

And what if Park Yeonseo got pregnant in the process? It did not matter. In any case, whoever he married, his marriage would be part of a business deal, and with a high probability, his partner would be of a similar kind to himself, so they would also have a lover or two. To put it bluntly, all that mattered was that the family register remained clean.

It was ironic, once again. If such a future were to unfold, Park Yeonseo would suddenly be in a similar situation to his stepmother. His stepmother and Tae Hyunwoong were officially registered only after his father and mother had legally separated.

Of course, his stepmother and Park Yeonseo were different from the very beginning in character. While his stepmother had caused a scene trying to get Tae Hyunwoong officially registered into the main family, Park Yeonseo had no greed. He was a person who did not know how to spend money even when it was given to him.

Tae Shinju often felt frustrated by that denseness. But then, when he held the body that leaned into him as if to entrust everything, his feelings would change to one of not caring about any of it.

The ironic part was simply the existence of Park Yeonseo.

‘Does this mean that, when all is said and done, I too have inherited Chairman Tae’s blood?’

When he was young, he had found his father, who went around swinging his dick carelessly, to be filthy. He had not wanted to believe that the man who ejaculated his seed or children anywhere and everywhere was the same person who had once cultivated him as if he were a plant.

But contrary to his irritated psychology, it seemed that such a disposition had been passed down to him as well.

Still, he had no intention of going around swinging his dick just anywhere. In the future, as long as his wife on the family register did not stir things up, he could probably maintain peace for a long time. He was also confident that he could hide Park Yeonseo’s existence so she would not find out. Considering Park Yeonseo’s personality, the opposite case was impossible to even imagine.

And if an unexpected situation were to occur….

Would he really get tired of him then?

“I am a little curious.”

Tae Shinju laughed lightly. Park Yeonseo, fiercely showing his claws.

Perhaps because the face that would often hold its breath and beg to be saved was so vivid in his mind, it seemed like it would be a novel experience.

He rubbed the corners of his mouth for a different reason. An angry Park Yeonseo. Imagining that person was quite troublesome.

Because it seemed he would want to grant him most of what he wanted.

🕷️

It was from the exact moment he learned of Park Yeonseo’s pregnancy.

‘…Hyung?’

Tae Shinju began to have strange dreams.

It was a short, blurry dream. Was it a dream where some kid called him hyung and followed him around?

The feeling was quite vivid while he was asleep, but upon regaining consciousness, it would scatter away, leaving only a strangely echoing voice.

The feeling was that of a boy….

However, as dreams usually are, nothing was clear, so for Tae Shinju, who preferred things to be definite, it soon turned into a lingering sense of unease.

It would have been less unsettling if he could at least recall what the boy looked like.

‘Hyung, hyung….’

After the voice, which echoed like a memory, faded, his insides felt empty, as if he had lost something. The situation itself, of feeling any emotion, let alone emptiness, towards an unknown entity, made no sense, and later it even became unpleasant.

And around the time he had nearly forgotten about the dream, Tae Shinju probed Yeonseo. It was to check if he had realized he was pregnant.

—Mr. Park Yeonseo, do you prefer a daughter or a son?

After saying it, a question suddenly surged.

This one in his belly, could it be a ‘son’…?

He knows it is a forced conjecture. Nevertheless, since the person carrying him does not know of his existence, a strange assumption began to creep up… that the little one might have come to the one who knows.

Don’t people around the pregnant person often have conception dreams instead of the person themself? If it were a similar situation, it would be plausible. Since he himself had not had a dream that felt like a conception dream.

He did not know who had the conception dream for the little one, but at the very least, it would not be Park Yeonseo. Until the very moment he asked the question, he had shown no sign of noticing anything.

Honestly, if it were him, he would have suspected something when his body felt unusually heavy and sluggish, but….

“Tae, Mr. Shinju….”

“…Hello. Did you have a good dream?”

“Yes….”

Park Yeonseo does not suspect.

It could be said that he is generally dull to his own physical condition; unless it was direct pain—no, even with considerable pain—he would mostly just think ‘I guess it is what it is’ and move on. That was Tae Shinju’s judgment after observing Park Yeonseo carefully for the past several dozen days.

Right after making that judgment, he felt, funnily enough, a sense of failure.

Park Yeonseo’s insensitivity was not a habit that could be easily corrected. It was, in fact, a scar of poverty ingrained in his body his entire life.

He responds quickly to others’ situations, wounds, or circumstances. This means he is not inherently unobservant or insensitive by nature. But the fact that he is uniquely dull only to his own condition meant there was a high possibility it was a result of consistent learning due to his surrounding situation or people.

Looking back, there was a similar incident in the not-so-distant past. Even after being beaten to a pulp by Tae Hyunwoong, he never once said he was in pain. It seemed less like he was trying to hide it and more like he genuinely thought he was fine, so he did not perceive the pain sensitively.

It was a fact he had not properly known when they were only having sex. To be precise, he had not tried to look deeply. There had been no need to.

He had been pleased because Yeonseo took it well, even when he peed inside him, put a fist in him, or shoved two dicks in him. Whether it was his front hole or his back hole, they looked small, but when you actually put something in, they stretched to accommodate whatever was put in, and he had clicked his tongue, saying this was truly a body made for seducing men.

Of course, there is no disagreement on the point that Park Yeonseo’s body is specialized for seducing men. However, separate from having thoroughly beaten Tae Hyunwoong, and separate from having solved his poverty, Park Yeonseo’s selective insensitivity was a problem that Tae Shinju would have to solve going forward.

“My, my, he seems easy but is so difficult….”

He is a man with no pride, yet seeing him cling is this difficult.

“Ye-es…?”

“It is nothing. We should eat soon. Do not fall asleep.”

Tae Shinju kissed Yeonseo’s cheek, then went to change his clothes. When he lifted the body that had been swallowed by the bed, Yeonseo quite naturally wrapped his arms and legs around Tae Shinju’s neck and waist.

His elegant brow twitched.

‘He has lost weight.’

Touching his buttocks, waist, and chest made it all the more certain.

“Mr. Park Yeonseo.”

“Yes, yes.”

Yeonseo, now wide awake, answered falteringly. It was because the places the man had touched without warning were burning.

Tae Shinju, still holding Yeonseo, got on the elevator and went straight to the wall. He pushed his slim back against it rather roughly, then pressed his groin against the wide-open crotch and rubbed.

“You are not eating properly, are you.”

“Euu… Ht!”

“If you get any thinner than this, you can expect to shove all the leftover food up your lower mouth.”

“Hngh, yes, yes…!”

“I have told you clearly. You know that ‘one month’ is not over yet, right?”

Yeonseo hurriedly nodded his head. His characteristic low voice was still gentle and his lips were smiling, but his gaze alone was cold. Though his nature was kind, he was a frightening person when he got angry. The loosened tension tightened sharply.

In a way, the days were flowing just as Yeonseo wished. Days of sharing daily routines even without sex, of spending worry-free days, of staying by his side.

The period of feeling dejected about why he did not penetrate him when he was awake was only for a short while.

Judging from his continued behavior, Yeonseo concluded that Tae Shinju’s interest had simply shifted from just his hole to his entire body. It was just that he did not unconditionally insert into his hole and stir his insides, but any place where a joint bent became a ‘hole,’ and he always ejaculated inside him. Still, since he only put in half the head of his penis, the burden was much less.

The ‘baby-making experiment’ is ongoing.

At the same time, his feelings for the man grew in volume with each passing day.

The man himself would scoff if he knew, but for some reason, he felt like he would be a good father. Was he not the hyung who used to get along so well with a mere neighborhood kid when they were young?

Beyond the material abundance, comfort, and ease that the man provided, he wanted to gain even a single grain of his interest. Because he had now become a body that could only feel secure in his arms.

Is this what it is like to like someone? Is love this thing where, without knowing your place, you keep… you keep harboring the wish that you would like me back?

‘If only I did not like hyung….’

Then his heart would have been at ease. Because when the true end came someday, he would be able to finish it with good memories.

But the love that had coiled in the heart of a poor man was of a kind so greedy and stubborn that it even repelled the reason that told him he should not.

The monster called love.

If, after the ‘experiment’ ended, that was all that remained inside his belly, Yeonseo decided that from then on, he would do his best to kill the monster. And yet, he desperately wished someone, just one person, would tell him.

That it is okay for me to love someone too. That it is okay for me to live on loving him.

That it is okay to be greedy for you….

“Now, let us eat.”

Just then, they arrived at the dining hall, and Tae Shinju put Yeonseo down. As Yeonseo sat in the chair he pulled out for him, he demurely lowered his gaze.

“Yes.”

For a while, only the clattering of silverware echoed. Yeonseo was busy eating under Tae Shinju’s surveillance, and Tae Shinju kept fumbling because he was busy watching his munching cheeks and lips.

He had been lost in other thoughts for a little while now.

‘It looks just like he is sucking my balls.’

Seeing one of his cheeks puff out in a round shape reminded him of the expression he made when he held a large testicle in his mouth and rolled it with his tongue. Park Yeonseo’s upper mouth and lower mouth were both small and narrow, so whatever he ate, it would bulge out noticeably.

“Is it delicious?”

“Pardon? …Yes. You too, Mr. Tae Shinju… please eat a lot.”

He feels a pang of guilt at the bewildered expression. Tae Shinju chuckled and picked up a meat side dish, placing it on Yeonseo’s spoon.

“Do not mind me and eat. It is good to see you eating well. If you think of anything you want to eat later, tell me. For me, eating Mr. Park Yeonseo’s pussy instead of a meal is enough, but for Mr. Park Yeonseo—.”

“Eup, cough!”

Yeonseo, who choked on the words that were bizarre no matter how many times he heard them, quickly turned his head and covered his mouth. His eyes even teared up from the sharp cough.

Tae Shinju calmly offered him a napkin. Yeonseo wiped his mouth and hands and hung his beet-red face low.

“S-Sorry….”

“There is nothing to apologize for. It is my mistake. I keep forgetting that Mr. Park Yeonseo’s liver is the size of his own balls.”

“……”

Yeonseo squeezed his thighs together under the table. As if he could see right through that reaction, Tae Shinju slyly scraped Yeonseo’s ankle with his toes. It did not come up any higher, but it was enough of a graze to make him flinch.

“I’m not going to eat you.”

Tae Shinju’s informal speech is unpredictable and arbitrary, so it always hits with an impact.

Yeonseo practically buried his nose in his rice bowl. He continues his meal slowly. If he ate in a hurry and got indigestion, then the situation the man had warned about would truly unfold.

Tae Shinju chuckled again. It was a laugh that escaped, half-unconsciously.

Since when was it? Was it around the time he started having strange dreams, and the ‘unknown entity’ in them was relabeled as ‘my child’?

It was just an uncertain assumption, but there was an undeniable feeling of excitement, which was unlike him. This excitement even continued for several days, and now he habitually broke into a silly grin. It would slip out before he knew it, and he had given up on consciously controlling it.

Tae Shinju changed the subject to help Yeonseo relax.

“The employees say that I have been smiling more lately.”

“…Pardon? I have…?”

“I am talking about myself.”

“Ah….”

Yeonseo, as if he had noticed it too, timidly agreed. Confirming that his hunched shoulders had relaxed a bit, the man continued speaking.

“Perhaps that is why, but the frequency with which employees I run into strike up useless conversations has increased. Asking if anything good has happened lately, or if I have gotten a lover.”

“……”

“They kept asking so persistently that it became annoying, so I looked into why.”

Tae Shinju suddenly closed his mouth and stared intently at Yeonseo.

“…And you saw?”

Yeonseo’s shoulders were now completely down, in their usual relaxed state.

His distinctly defined eyes bent into a clear curve.

“There was a betting pool.”

“Pardon?”

Tae Shinju leaned back in his chair and commanded.

“Listen while you eat.”

“Ah…. Ah, yes.”

Yeonseo resumed his meal. Because of that, he missed the gaze that had grown considerably more sinister.

The way his eyes watched the hamster-like curve of his cheek was unusual. Tae Shinju swallowed the saliva that had pooled in his mouth along with some water. Unfortunately, now was not the time to eat that.

A bet. A betting pool.

“Yes, a betting pool had opened up among some employees, and the topics were varied. The topic with the biggest pot was… does Executive Director Tae Shinju have a lover, or not.”

The chopsticks stopped. The hamster wheel that he had just gotten to move stopped again. Tae Shinju swallowed some cold water. He was very thirsty.

“If he does have a lover, is she a chaebol’s daughter, or not.”

“……”

“Will Tae Shinju marry that young lady, or not.”

Clang, clatter….

Yeonseo finally dropped his chopsticks. Tae Shinju asked impulsively.

“What do you think, Mr. Park Yeonseo? Do you think I have a lover?”

What does he think?

‘…I do not know.’

What is the intention behind this question? For Yeonseo, he had to figure that out first.

Simply considering the reason for Tae Shinju’s increased smiling or the existence of the ‘lover’ that the employees misunderstood, he felt bewildered. Because as far as he knew, the only person he was seeing these days was him.

Which meant that, regardless of the truth, it was possible that from the outside, Yeonseo could be seen as his lover.

‘Tae Shinju’s hidden lover is me?’

Even if it was just a misunderstanding by others, it was a heart-fluttering thing for Yeonseo. Because it meant that, at least within their misunderstanding, he could develop into his lover and exist as his lover.

But Tae Shinju’s heart would be different. Yeonseo was the one who wanted to ask. Not because of what others say, but what does Mr. Tae Shinju think of me.

He was a man who kept him tied down, acted affectionately, and was at times sweet like a lover, but at the same time, he set a time limit. The first time it was 2.5 billion, and the next time it was ‘one month.’

If I reveal my feelings here… will something change?

For the better?

It is hard to be sure. However, if there was one thing Yeonseo had faintly realized, it was that Tae Shinju seemed to keep him by his side because he was not greedy.

At first, it was because he did not know if it was okay to comfortably accept what Tae Shinju gave him. Then, it was because he did not know how to use it. After he started liking him, he naturally came to know this as he tried not to be greedy on purpose.

‘Could this be a test?’

A test to see if he desires something too big. Just as people tend to change when they acquire great wealth, to see if ‘Park Yeonseo’ also forgets his place and thinks presumptuous thoughts….

“……”

Because that was indeed the case, Yeonseo was deeply shaken. He was afraid that his heart might have already been exposed under that sharp gaze.

The cozy house, the affluent environment, and the thrilling sex were all good, but what he truly coveted was Tae Shinju.

Nothing else could compare to that man; they would all become trivial.

In such a situation, Tae Shinju’s question was summarized as follows.

I can give you a house, money, sex, and even a blood-related child, but do not be greedy for the essence.

“Your thoughts are taking a long time, are they not?”

It seemed the time limit was up. Yeonseo clenched his hands, which had been trembling for a while, under the table.

“Mr. Tae, Mr. Tae Shinju is….”

Gulp.

He swallows his saliva and chooses his words with the utmost care.

“Mr. Tae Shinju is… the person who bought me.”

Is this… good enough?

‘It would be nice if he gave me a hint about what kind of answer he wants.’

After hearing Yeonseo’s answer, the corners of the man’s mouth sank deeply.

“The person who bought Mr. Park Yeonseo.”

He mutters as if to himself, pondering the meaning.

“……Ha.”

He shot up from his seat. His large frame filled Yeonseo’s vision, and Yeonseo flinched.

“Are you finished with your meal?”

“Pardon? Yes, yes….”

“Rinse your mouth.”

With each word, the temperature of his voice dropped sharply. Through his conversations with Tae Shinju, Yeonseo had learned that a voice could have warmth. The same low tone could flutter like a spring breeze when he was in a good mood, and a chill would run through it like a harsh winter wind when he was angry.

Tae Shinju seemed to be very angry.

‘Why?’

Even as he hastily drank water, Yeonseo tried to retrace what had gone wrong. He believed he had managed his greed well without revealing it.

He just… could not figure it out.

“I-I am sorry….”

The apology was the final blow.

Tae Shinju’s brow, which he had been struggling to keep neutral, crumpled completely.

“Fuck….”

What? The person who bought his body?

There was no time to go upstairs. Tae Shinju swept the dishes away without a care and laid Yeonseo down on the empty table. The noise of dishes and food falling and breaking was sharp.

“Ah!”

Fear filled his light brown eyes. Witnessing that sight, Tae Shinju’s anger flared up again.

No, fuck, why do I feel so damn shitty?

Judging rationally, what he said was correct. Tae Shinju bought Park Yeonseo using his debt as leverage, and Park Yeonseo sold his body to Tae Shinju. He even became pregnant with his child afterward, but the two of them never defined what their relationship was.

To be precise, Tae Shinju did not.

—Executive Director, you seem to be in a good mood these days? Thanks to you, the office is bright even without the lights on.

—Oh, Department Head. It is not that the Executive Director has a lover, is it?

—Assistant Manager Lee. You think the Executive Director would not have a girlfriend when even you have one?

—The Executive Director himself said he was single before. Department Head, you always pick on me.

When he first heard that at the company, he had thought nothing of it. He just thought that the gangsters disguised as respectable office workers and the ordinary people who had unwittingly joined a gangster company were all acting out of line, not knowing their place.

But after hearing the same thing several times, he found himself re-examining it.

‘A lover….’

Living together, having sex, and even having a child. Generally, people would call that being lovers.

‘Park Yeonseo is probably closer to a mistress.’

A mistress.

Since it is a relationship that would cause a stir if revealed, that expression would be correct. It is the right word, but calling the person carrying his child a mistress left a bad taste in his mouth.

Mentioning the bothersome rumors to Park Yeonseo was purely impulsive. But after saying it, he thought that if Park Yeonseo wanted it, he would pretend to give in and become his lover. After all, whatever name they put on it, reality would not change, so he had not felt the need to change the label on their relationship, but the label might be important to him. He wanted to do things in a way that would make him feel good, if possible.

The person who bought his body.

Just like ‘mistress,’ it is an accurate expression. This means there is no reason at all for his feelings to be hurt.

It felt like he was bogged down in mud, to a degree he could not understand. Seeing him trembling and excessively watching his expression twisted his gut even more.

“Alright, then… Mr. Park Yeonseo must still be in the middle of selling his body, right?”

Fuck.

Curses kept slipping out. He felt like he was going crazy from how infuriating Park Yeonseo was, and annoyingly, a sense of shame, as if he had been toyed with, was boiling up inside him.

He grinds his teeth.

It was like this before. No matter how well he treated him and cherished him without lack, the poor Park Yeonseo acted as if he could easily slip out of his grasp using his poverty as an excuse.

‘What the hell is this thing that I….’

Park Yeonseo is pregnant. He needs to be especially careful since it is the early stages. He knew this in his head, but he could not bear it without taking his anger out on something.

“…Mph!”

Tae Shinju bit Yeonseo’s lips without warning. He gave him no room to breathe, intentionally biting painfully and sucking his tongue, pressing down on him.

Yeonseo, who had been fidgeting restlessly like a puppy watching its owner’s mood, flailed and struggled. It was a violent kiss. When he instinctively tried to turn his face away to catch his breath, his jaw was held fast by a strong force.

A spark flew in Tae Shinju’s eyes.

‘I do not like it.’

“You have been taking it so well all this time, why are you pushing me away.”

“Ha, ha-euk! Wai, wait a moment, ht!”

“Spread your legs.”

After finding out about the pregnancy, he had stopped having sex in the way they used to. He had occasionally ejaculated inside, worried that Yeonseo might get suspicious if he stopped suddenly, but it was more like lightly pressing the tip of his penis against the opening rather than insertion. Just enough for the sperm hole to aim inside.

Instead, he had diligently caressed his body, and Park Yeonseo, far from being suspicious, seemed to have accepted it one way or another. He did not know what he had taken it as, but his sleeping hours had started to decrease at a good time, and it was clear he believed that his condition was improving because he was not having rough sex.

During those few days, Tae Shinju had, for the first time, dressed Yeonseo in pajamas that fit his body. Of course, when they were together, he would have him wear his pajamas or be naked, but he did so when he was away.

In his own way, Tae Shinju was acknowledging Park Yeonseo’s existence. That he was different from before. That Park Yeonseo was not just a simple debtor, but a person who stayed by his side as ‘Park Yeonseo.’

“Tae, Mr. Tae Shinju.”

“Spread them. The guy who bought your body must have been anxious since he has not been fucking you for the past few days. I was just barking up the wrong tree, not knowing that is what Mr. Park Yeonseo was thinking.”

“Aat!”

His pajama pants are stripped off along with his underwear. Tae Shinju ripped off Yeonseo’s pants as if tearing them and threw them on the floor.

He forcefully spreads his pale thighs. The pinkish shell and back hole were revealed in a suggestive posture. With his writhing movements, the front and back holes quivered open and shut like a whore’s.

“This fucking, fucking whore’s pussy.”

Spit.

“……!”

The struggling body froze in an instant.

‘Mr. Tae Shinju just, just spit….’

Ah….

No matter what dirty talk he uttered, his heart had not stung, but that last one hurt a little.

It was not even that long of a sentence compared to what he usually spat out.

“Hnngh….”

The saliva that landed right on his clitoris slid down towards his pussy hole. Tae Shinju scooped it up and spread it on his back hole.

Plunge, two fingers stabbed into the entrance without hesitation. He accurately touches the spot where Yeonseo feels it.

“Heuk!”

While his heart ached, a numbing pleasure pressed down on Yeonseo. It is a body that has been tamed for no small amount of time. His legs spread wide on their own, and his back door twitched, wanting something thicker than fingers.

His other hand lifted Yeonseo’s top. The chest, mottled with bite marks and handprints, was starkly revealed under the light.

Tae Shinju licked the blunt nipple and then sucked it hard. It was a nipple he had been savoring, controlling his strength in his own way. He greedily slurped and nibbled it with his front teeth. Under the strong pressure, the plump nipple soon became erect.

“Ah, at! Heut, I was… I was wrong.”

Without even knowing what crime he had committed, Yeonseo begged. His body, addicted to sex with Tae Shinju, got an erection as if this was good too, but his heart did not.

His heart, which had come to know the warmth, the tenderness, the careful touch he gave, was no longer satisfied with just rough caresses. Rather, it was painful. Because he did not look happy, Yeonseo was not happy either.

“The, the reason you are angry, p-please tell me… Hahk!”

“Angry?”

“Hnnngh…!”

Squeeze.

The hand that had been probing his hole wrapped around Yeonseo’s entire penis. He grabbed the plump cock and balls all at once and applied force as if to crush them.

“Haah, ah! Hak….”

A fear that made his vision go white.

Yeonseo, pinned under the massive body, trembled helplessly. The icy gaze was so frightening.

“You say you are selling your body, so why the fuck do you have that look on your face.”

“Hnngh, ah, ah ah…!”

“I am not Mr. Park Yeonseo’s lover or anything, so shouldn’t you be good to the person who is buying you? You know full well that if my interest wanes, you will have no customers.”

Words meant only to hurt.

Why is he angry? What is he angry about? Even if he asked, the man did not seem like he would answer. The way he was randomly biting his body and spewing insults was proof of that.

Yeonseo lowered his gaze. He felt like he had returned to the days when he had to endure not to cry. No, it was better back then. At least at that time, he did not know the feeling of being trampled on by someone he liked.

The expression gradually disappears from his pale face. Tae Shinju, who had been getting intoxicated by his fragrant body scent, paused.

Park Yeonseo’s expression.

The look of being about to cry but not crying, like a pretty doll, was spread out before his eyes.

In the past, it was a face he would have liked, calling it pretty. His delicate features, unlike those of a dark-skinned man, and the sorrowful atmosphere that stimulated a desire for conquest. That combination was still to his taste, so even if Park Yeonseo did not agree to sex, he was confident he could come just by looking at his face.

On the other hand, the deep sorrow covering his face was so visible it was driving him crazy.

That is resignation. The… a sign unique to Park Yeonseo that if he waits, this too shall pass.

Because he had seen his various expressions every day, he knew how he reacted when he was genuinely excited, and how full of life he became. He had come to know. As a result of learning over time, Tae Shinju could distinguish Park Yeonseo’s state without difficulty.

“……”

His hand does not move. Not only that, but a sense of crisis that he should not do this hit him.

‘Why?’

Why do I have to stop?

What does it matter if Park Yeonseo resigns himself? He is just a whore who has fallen into his grasp anyway.

With a mechanical hand movement, Tae Shinju unfastened the front of his pants and took out his penis. He rubbed his half-erect shaft against the damp vulva. Even with that expression, his body must have been aroused, as his pussy hole, which had not even been touched, glistened with wetness.

Deep down, Tae Shinju had a strong desire to protect his child that Park Yeonseo was carrying. He did not want to ruin it. Honestly, it did not matter whether he had a child or not, but he was a little curious about the one that would be born through Park Yeonseo’s belly. Since the combination of their faces was what it was, its appearance would naturally be cute.

Thinking of the little one, it would be best to stop like this.

But what about his insides, which felt like they would die of frustration….

Seeing him endure like a corpse repeatedly grated on his nerves. Tae Shinju coolly threw away the option of not doing anything. Instead, he compromised moderately.

“I will not put my dick in. So do something about that fucking look on your face.”

“My, my expression….”

Yeonseo fumbled at his own face with a bewildered look.

In the meantime, Tae Shinju brought the firm flesh to the back hole he had roughly loosened up. Not his penis, but the scrotum hanging below it.

His previously composed features were colored with astonishment. That was better than no expression at all.

“Th-th, th, that is….”

“What is it. From the perspective of the one who bought the hole, what does it matter what I put in. How much should I price this at? 100 million? 200 million?”

“I-it will not g—, h-hat!”

One of the two balls that were firmly attached to the base of his penis pushed through the tight wrinkles and entered.

“What do you mean it will not go in. …Hoo.”

The tightness is incredible. It was stronger than the pressure when Yeonseo took it in his mouth and sucked it himself.

It was a pleasure that could easily make him ejaculate if he let his guard down for a moment. The situation where he could not thrust his hips was particularly regretful.

“Ah… ah ah.”

“Hoo… good boy. Try biting it with your back pussy.”

Slurp, slurp. He scooped up the love juice from the watery front pussy and spread it on his testicle, then rolled it around. As expected, Tae Shinju’s dick twitched heavily at the merciless tightness. To make matters worse, the fluttering shell seduced the man. When it opened and closed, it revealed its bright red inner flesh and let the juice squeezed from the pussy flow to the back door.

“Haat!”

When he parted the wings and rubbed his shaft against the testicle until it touched, Yeonseo, as if he had never been stiff, swayed his hips. The shape of it looked like he was masturbating his clit against Tae Shinju’s dick.

“Does it feel good to have the veins on my dick rubbing your shell’s pearl hard? Huh? Is that why, you motherfucker, you are spinning your hips and sucking my balls?”

“Hnngh, aht! Ah, ah, eu-eung!”

Just as his dick size was extraordinary, Tae Shinju’s balls were also larger than others. He bent both of Yeonseo’s knees and spread them wide, watching the twitching back hole.

“This is a ball too, if you want to call it that, so try pushing hard and giving birth to it.”

Although there was no slapping sound like when he swung his dick, Tae Shinju heard a phantom sound. Slurp, suck, sluuuurp. The sound of Yeonseo’s back mouth sucking on another man’s balls like a candy.

“Heup!”

Tae Shinju’s gaze became hazy.

“Haa… mommy’s back pussy is delicious… since daddy is getting anxious, shall we try to give birth to the ball quickly….”

He grabbed his indented waist and pressed his thumbs firmly on his slender stomach.

Yeonseo shuddered. The moment he tensed his body, the area around his back hole swelled up thickly. As he said, he struggled to give birth to the ball.

“Kgh….”

Because it was a more sensitive area than the glans or shaft, Tae Shinju could not hide his moan either. The taste of the flesh walls clinging tightly to the tender skin was ecstatic.

“Haa-euk!”

Pop…. After struggling hard, Yeonseo gave birth to the ball-like testicle. Heok, heok. He was so busy panting for breath that he did not have the mind to notice the other ball rubbing against his front pussy.

“Ah!”

The other testicle, coated with love juice, smoothly invaded his vaginal opening. It was overly slippery here, perhaps because there was a lot of moisture.

“Ha, shit….”

I want to fuck him.

While his balls were being devoured, his shaft grew erect and dripped with precum.

‘Should I just fuck him like this?’

Conflict flickered in Tae Shinju’s eyes.

It is a body he has treated preciously until now. It was good to see the person who would sleep soundly, breathing softly in his arms, and smile quietly even without having sex.

Does Park Yeonseo know?

Things like the way his eyes and the corners of his mouth curve faintly when he listens intently to the other person’s story. The gentle smile he lets out. Then he falls asleep leaning against his broad chest, and if you lay him down alone, he rolls over as if sad and thuds… his forehead against his chest.

He does not know if he is properly aware of any of these things.

“Heuk, ht, s-stop….”

Yeonseo, with a face on the verge of tears, clung to Tae Shinju. When his slender fingers touched his arm, the man snapped out of his thoughts.

Heeh, heh…. The sound of his labored breathing.

“Mr. Tae, Mr. Tae Shinju, do you… want to be… in a relationship with me?”

Tae Shinju’s movements stopped abruptly. It was an unnatural stop, like a machine that had run out of battery.

Because… it was a direct hit.

Only after Park Yeonseo pointed it out accurately did Tae Shinju realize.

‘Was that it?’

Did he… want to be in a relationship with Park Yeonseo?

He did not know because he had never been in one. The very desire to be close to someone was unfamiliar to him. The feeling of wanting to be lovers, even more so.

‘Park Yeonseo is….’

This kid, who is only about twenty-one or twenty-two, must be more ignorant of emotions than he is. Because he must have been busy just trying to survive.

A life without even a decent acquaintance, let alone a lover. Even before he disposed of his house, he had not seen his phone ring for anything other than various bills or delinquency notices.

With his reeking poverty and timid personality, it was unlikely he would have had a lover. In fact, were not his kisses and sex all his firsts?

“……”

Despite having thrown such a huge question, Park Yeonseo is looking down like a sinner awaiting punishment. It is a posture of being ready to endure any verdict.

‘…I do not like it.’

I just managed to melt him so he would not be scared.

Tae Shinju knitted his brow. No matter how much he racked his brain, he could not understand why he cared so damn much about a whore like this, why he was acting like a greenhorn desperate for attention.

The most irritating point was the fact that, no matter what excuse he made, he could not deny Park Yeonseo’s question.

“…Ha.”

He rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hand. His vision was dizzy.

Tae Shinju pulled out his balls with irritation. A popping sound echoed from the junction.

He glares at the frozen Yeonseo. The effort to desperately avoid eye contact is quite admirable. Infuriated, he grabs his chin and pulls it up. When he forces their eyes to meet, the light brown eyes wander here and there.

“Mr. Park Yeonseo, do you want to be my lover?”

Fortunately, Tae Shinju’s hand seemed to be doing its job as a pin properly.

Yeonseo, who was looking straight at the other person, opened his mouth blankly. Tae Shinju hurriedly added, to block a stupid question in advance.