Dirty Sweet Baby Chapter 68

“Stop, ah, wait a minute.”

“I don’t know if you’ll even get it if I lay it all bare and shove it in your face like that.”

Cha Moogyul muttered as if to himself, calmly and languidly. The few sentences he uttered foretold a cruel and merciless catastrophe.

“The answer is, ‘If I could have abandoned Baek Heeheon, I would have done it a long time ago.’ And the conclusion from that would be something like, ‘I am completely smitten with Baek Heeheon.’”

Cha Moogyul finished the sentence calmly and chuckled.

Heeheon’s eyes widened, and he froze solid right there. He couldn’t help but doubt his ears. The fine hairs all over his body stood on end, his mind snapping to attention, and even the effects of the alcohol vanished in an instant.

He was suspicious of Cha Moogyul, no, of this entire world.

It was so bad that it felt like Baek Heeheon was the crazy one, not Cha Moogyul.

“No, that can’t be…”

“See. You don’t get it.”

“But…”

“I said I’m smitten. With you, hyung.”

It was a feeling he never wanted to utter, even in death.

An affection that should never be revealed, it was a secret that had to be taken to the grave. He would rather spew curses, blame and criticize him, but this filthy, dark feeling, he was prepared to crumple it up and swallow it into his belly. That resolve remained unchanged even now.

The meeting of Cha Moogyul and Baek Heeheon only produced harm. The point where they crossed was a hell that should not exist. Getting entangled with him led nowhere. Far from expecting a genuine relationship, mutual affection, or emotional stability, it only amplified a meaningless struggle and emptiness.

He had kissed Cha Moogyul, had sex with him, and fucked him to his heart’s content. He melted every time he touched him, felt a pleasure so strong it felt like outright violence, and whimpered like a dog before helplessly collapsing from how good it felt. He couldn’t deny the physical attraction, and even if he was used like a fucking tool, Heeheon was drawn to him to an unbearable degree. He still liked Cha Moogyul. Even after trying to end his own life because of him. Even though he was miserable to the point of death. Even after all this, it was still the same.

Therefore, the moment he heard his conclusion, the world that had turned to black and white regained its color with that one phrase from Cha Moogyul. Something he had been suppressing from the very bottom of his heart boiled over. He himself was surprised that such a hot and fervent emotion still remained within the crumbled and broken Heeheon.

“I’m only like this with you, hyung. If you don’t accept me, I’ll overflow and be useless.”

Cha Moogyul held Heeheon as if to trap him in his arms, stroking his back, and tilted his head to kiss his tear-stained eyes. He pecked him twice in a row and then pressed his lips to Heeheon’s ear as well.

“It’s a spitting image of my father… hmm?”

He spread Heeheon’s legs, hooking one knee over each of his shoulders. He buried his lips in his lower abdomen, kissing his navel, before his head suddenly dipped lower.

Cha Moogyul buried his handsome face in Heeheon’s buttocks and started to suck him from below. He unhesitatingly took the shaft of his penis into his mouth, slowly rolling it with his tongue, then spit it out and ravenously licked down along the perineum to his hole, making sure it was thoroughly wet.

“Ah, ah…!”

Just a moment ago, he had said that other people’s bodies were filthy, yet he was uninhibited in licking even the darkest part of Baek Heeheon. With both hands, he spread Heeheon’s butt cheeks wide and pushed his tongue into his closed hole, rubbing it. He hardened the tip of his tongue and rubbed it roughly, pushing deep inside the mucous membrane to wet it.

As he kissed and sucked the reddish folds, widening the insides, Heeheon’s body, already accustomed to receiving him, reacted naturally. His lower abdomen tightened with excitement, and his hole, beyond his control, gaped open and closed on its own.

Only after thoroughly soaking Heeheon’s rear did Cha Moogyul lift his head. He looked Heeheon over with a face that held clear lust, suppressed fury, and a twisted fissure.

“Baek Heeheon. Just live with me.”

His presence mercilessly crushed and broke Heeheon.

“You have no other choice now.”

Heeheon’s legs trembled uncontrollably. Cha Moogyul brought Heeheon’s knees together, making him cross his legs, and thrust his half-erect penis into the flesh of his pressed-together thighs. Heeheon’s lower abdomen tensed up tightly.

Pressing against his adjoined thighs, Cha Moogyul slowly began to thrust his hips. He continued to rub himself between them until his penis was fully erect, and his white thighs were chafed raw and hot. A short while later, now fully hard, he slid the bobbing head of his penis down the crack of his ass.

He rubbed and ground it against the wrinkled well of the hole he had licked wet. He would press it against the entrance as if he were about to insert it at any moment, then pull back and thrust it against his inner thigh, alternating back and forth to incite his arousal.

“Now, let’s hear your answer.”

“Euk…”

“What did you say you had to do?”

Cha Moogyul asked, admonishing him like a misbehaving child. He pressed him, teasing him by resting the club of his penis on his pitiful hole as if he were about to scold him. Heeheon’s body, already tamed by him, trembled, not knowing what to do.

“With you.”

Heeheon barely managed to pant, his expression contorting. It was a mess. His ego, trampled and broken by him, his heart burning hot without end, his unconcealable anticipation and fear, excitement, self-loathing, and a jagged resentment were all directed at Cha Moogyul. He was starting to hate him a little now.

“Tsk. Can’t you answer?”

“…I.”

“Hmm?”

“That…”

“So stubborn.”

As if he wouldn’t wait any longer, Cha Moogyul mercilessly rammed his penis into his back hole. He shoved it in all at once, without holding back, until it couldn’t go any further, and it hit Heeheon’s lower abdomen with a thud. Feeling a sensation like being pierced through to his solar plexus all at once, Heeheon curled his body and his eyes flew wide open.

“Heu-ak…!”

Heeheon convulsed from the intense pressure flowing up his spine. Cha Moogyul pried open the blocked barrier, digging inside and viciously pounding the interior. As he was shaken by him, his thoughts completely shut down. His body receiving him, the inside, it felt like something was wrong.

“I’m pretty sure I gave you a kind warning that I can’t be gentle right now.”

“Ah! Ah! Kkeu-heut!”

He couldn’t go in any further, it was definitely blocked inside, but Cha Moogyul tyrannically battered the curved colon with the head of his penis. Gripped by the fear that a place that should never open might be forced open, Heeheon flailed his hands blindly, grabbing and tearing at his suit jacket. He felt like he was going to die.

“I was barely holding myself back from fucking you until you foamed at the mouth and pissed yourself, but…”

“Wait, pull out, it’s deep! Ahh!”

“Yeah, right. It’s deep. So deep, fuck…”

“A-eung, euk! Cha Moo, kkeu-ah-heu…”

“Baek Heeheon, what the hell kind of bastard are you. Hoo, were you born to destroy me?”

It felt like his insides were melting from the friction heat. He was completely filled with Cha Moogyul. The inside was tight and painfully agonizing. Then, finally, the innermost part opened, and he was pushed all the way inside. It all happened in an instant.

A helpless scream erupted. He was so deep inside that they were completely connected, and it felt like they would never be separated again.

Having mercilessly inserted his enormous penis all the way to the root, Cha Moogyul shifted his hips and let out a ragged breath next to Heeheon’s ear.

“This is why I have no choice but to lock you up more thoroughly. Isn’t that right?”

From then on, Cha Moogyul did not forgive Heeheon in the slightest. He completely crushed his chest, putting his full weight into it as he pounded the inside of his belly with his cock. He rammed him so hard with his thick shaft that it felt like he was trying to press open the folds of his colon with the glans.

The fast, powerful friction stirred up and pressed against all the sensitive spots inside, stimulating them so much that Heeheon couldn’t maintain his sanity. All thought vanished, and he just panted like an animal, clinging to him. He crumpled Cha Moogyul’s suit as if it were a lifeline, scratched his shoulders, and let out only short words like a newborn who had just learned to speak.

“It hurts, eu-eung! It hurts…!”

Every time he thrust, it felt like a hole was being punched through his lower abdomen. Heeheon clenched his toes tightly and his jaw trembled. His vision blurred until he couldn’t see anything. Flashes of light exploded, and he could only feel the throbbing, dull pain and the rushing waves of pleasure.

For a long time, Heeheon was shaken like a doll with Cha Moogyul’s thrusts, breaking down. At some point, he realized he was dribbling semen from the tip of his penis, but there was nothing he could do. He could only squirm and arch his back. The dog tags hanging around his chest collided, making a small sound. The metal plates inscribed with Cha Moogyul’s name and Baek Heeheon’s name continuously hit and struck each other.

“Ha, what the hell, part of you, is a toilet.”

He buried his face in the nape of Heeheon’s neck and sank his teeth into it, biting down hard. A large bite mark was left, and a bruise formed.

“Who, with a toilet, heok, gets this devastated!”

“Eung, euk! I, I get it. I get… it!”

“You do? You think you get it now?”

“Yeah, now, that’s, heu-euk. Kkeuk!”

“Why is it. It seems my Heeheon only ever learns when he’s taught with his body.”

Cha Moogyul reached out and grabbed Heeheon’s penis, which was shamelessly leaking semen, and then, without any mercy, he rubbed it hard as if to peel the skin off, inciting a chilling pleasure. As if it wasn’t enough that he was being fucked up to his colon, his breath catching in his throat, he was going crazy as he peeled back the sensitive foreskin on the head of his penis and stimulated the soft pink flesh underneath with his thumb.

“Eu-heuk! Ah-ah-eu…!”

“Don’t you ever carelessly, try to die again. If you’re going to be killed, then I’ll fucking kill you myself, without fail.”

He viciously dug his fingernails around the sensitive foreskin and scratched as if to gouge out the flesh of the most sensitive urethral opening. Heeheon tried to twist his hips to escape, but he was already impaled to the depths of his insides by something like a club, unable to budge. Bucking his hips would only be to Baek Heeheon’s detriment. Every time he squirmed, a greater stimulation followed, and Heeheon’s eyes rolled back.

“Hyung, you live, with me.”

Snap.

His vision went black for a moment.