Cat Therapy Chapter 3.6

“……”

“It is not something to be ashamed of.”

For a rare moment, Seo Yongwoo was speechless. Usually, he would always reply to capture Haedong’s attention, but this time, he maintained a long silence.

Haedong kept glancing at Seo Yongwoo, reading his expression. He was too quiet, and his demeanor felt strange, making him anxious.

‘How come he’s so quiet…?’

Could it be that he actually hit a sore spot? Haedong, his displeasure now forgotten, asked out of genuine curiosity.

“But is that also the reason why you haven’t found a mate yet…?”

“Because of my stamina?”

“N, no…”

“……”

Seo Yongwoo let out a dry laugh, as if he found something amusing. The moment Haedong saw his tiger eyes, he sensed the danger and quickly fled.

Tense, he rose onto the balls of his feet and quickly ran to the kitchen to pour a glass of water. He had somehow discovered the tiger’s weakness, but he felt he should be careful since it was a very sensitive topic.

‘He’s not going to actually attack me this time, is he…?’

Of all people, he, a strapping male in his twenties, had been the one to tease him, so this time the tiger might really get angry. He shouldn’t have messed with him. He was already on edge with the filming coming up. With belated regret, Haedong thought frantically that he needed to find a hiding place for the day.

“……”

Just then, he heard the sound of relaxed footsteps from behind him. On the white marble wall in front of Haedong, Seo Yongwoo’s approaching figure appeared as a blurry reflection. The tiger was walking over with leisurely, heavy steps, and a strange sense of pressure emanated from him. Haedong could only stand still and watch his reflection on the wall.

Soon, he came close and rested his chin near the shell of Haedong’s ear. His breath brushed against his ear, feeling exceptionally ticklish.

“Dodong-ah.”

Seo Yongwoo called him in a low, yet surprisingly gentle, voice.

It was an affectionate call, just like usual, but there was a hint of something sensual in the subtle smile playing on his lips and the way his eyes roamed over Haedong’s body, which was clad only in an oversized t-shirt. Haedong unconsciously looked down at his own long, white legs and pressed his hips tightly against the table in front of him, shrinking his body away from him.

Even seeing his tense demeanor, Seo Yongwoo stepped closer until he was just half a step behind him.

“Should I let you confirm it?”

“…Confirm what?”

A sense of crisis made even Haedong’s cat ears flatten back against his head. Just then, Seo Yongwoo’s hand slowly moved down from behind Haedong’s waist to caress the side of his thigh.

“Mister has a bit of a thigh fetish.”

“What…?”

Haedong made it explicitly clear he did not want to know. He thought Seo Yongwoo would take the hint and back off, but something was strange.

“……!”

Seo Yongwoo stood with his legs pressed right up against his bottom, and as a result, their lower bodies came into full contact, his firm, muscular body pressing against his.

On top of that, he could vividly feel his hard erection against his bottom.

When Seo Yongwoo slowly started to rub his member against him, Haedong’s tail fluffed up to twice its size, looking like it would burst. But with the heavy body pressing on him from behind, he couldn’t escape and just froze.

“Mm…”

Soon after, Seo Yongwoo let out a pleasant rumble from his throat and slipped his large hand inside Haedong’s t-shirt.

Like a snake leisurely slithering up his waist, the hand slowly climbed up and subtly gripped Haedong’s chest. When Haedong flinched in surprise and shrank back, Seo Yongwoo wrapped his arms around his back as if to embrace him and pressed him down. The man’s chest was twice as thick as his, and Haedong was instantly trapped between him and the table.

Following that, Seo Yongwoo’s distinctively low and slow voice was heard by his sensitized ear.

“Were you that curious if I could get hard?”

“Not at all, ugh…!”

He tried to say something, but Seo Yongwoo subtly bit the shell of his ear. His breathing had deepened, and the tiger’s growl, mixed with its characteristic deep rumble, seemed to penetrate right into his brain. The small animal’s body instinctively went rigid. Seo Yongwoo freely kneaded him, shifting his weight onto his heavy groin and pressing it down on Haedong’s bottom.

And then, he lightly groomed the nape of Haedong’s neck. One hand was lifting up Haedong’s short shorts, which were as good as wearing nothing.

“I always wondered why my eyes were so drawn to your body…”

“Ah, Mister!”

“Thinking about it now, it’s because your thighs are so perfectly ripe.”

Seo Yongwoo whispered as if breathing into his ear and pressed their lower bodies tightly together. Just as he said, his trained thighs pressed down, and Haedong’s eyes, now flush against the table, widened in alarm. His shorts were rendered useless as Seo Yongwoo took out his member and rubbed it against the flesh of his inner thighs.

“Ah, Mister…!”

“Mm…”

Seo Yongwoo replied with a sound like a leisurely groan. Haedong felt goosebumps rise as he felt the hot breath against his ear and scratched at the smooth table. As he kept shuddering, Seo Yongwoo held him in a full embrace from behind, making his struggles futile.

Then, he shoved his cock deep between his tightly gathered thighs. The strong impact made the table rattle and shake.

“Hic…!”

Startled, Haedong tensed his body completely. He hadn’t entered him, but the act was no different from sex.

Seo Yongwoo brought his other hand down and shamelessly groped Haedong’s groin. When he stimulated his half-erect member with his large, hot hand, the strength drained from Haedong’s tense body, and the tips of his black ears trembled.

“I should have fattened you up some more.”

“Ngh, stop…!”

“Why does the smell of your skin taste so good…”

Seo Yongwoo said in a growl, nibbling at the nape of Haedong’s neck with his canines. Startled by the instinctual action, Haedong bit his wrist, but he paid it no mind.

“Hah, I’m so turned on, I can’t take it anymore.”

“Ah, Mister…!”

Seo Yongwoo straightened up completely and pulled Haedong’s arms back. Haedong’s upper body was naturally pulled up with them, and he could see between his own legs. He saw the thick penis poking its head out from between his own plump thighs, and a low shiver ran down his spine.

Thrust!

“Ugh, hngh!”

As he was rammed by a body that weighed twice as much with muscle, Haedong’s body was pushed forward helplessly. Cooper’s fluid dripped from the penis buried between his thighs, and its veins pulsed. Finding it grotesque, Haedong gasped and tried desperately to get away.

But if anything, this seemed to stimulate Seo Yongwoo even more, and he gripped Haedong’s arms tightly and began to thrust his penis upward rapidly.

“Ah, Mister, ugh, heu. St, op!”

“I just, want to put it in.”

The act, which had started at its climax, made Haedong’s thin body shake violently. In turn, the thick member began to stimulate Haedong’s pale testicles and penis. His habit of only wearing loose clothing because he hated clothes, and not even wearing underwear, had become his downfall. Seo Yongwoo was ruthlessly violating Haedong’s bare skin, thrusting his penis forcefully into his inner thighs.

“Ugh, hngh! Th, is is weird.”

Before long, Haedong’s testicles were soaked with Seo Yongwoo’s Cooper’s fluid. Rubbing them with the head of his penis, using them like a tool to feel the sensation to the fullest, Seo Yongwoo seemed to have already lost his reason. He grabbed Haedong’s erect member through his shorts and growled in a rough, panting voice.

“Is this as hard as it gets?”

“Let, let go, eut, heuu.”

For the first time in his life, someone else was stroking his penis. Even when Haedong tried to pull his hand away, Seo Yongwoo didn’t budge and continued to rub his penis, enveloping it completely in his hand. He slowly rubbed the tip of the glans with his thumb, and the unfamiliar sexual sensation, something he had never felt before, made Haedong’s mind go blank.

“Hngh, euung…!”

It wasn’t long before a spurt of white liquid shot out from Haedong’s penis. Every time he came inside his shorts, his thighs would flinch, clenching the flesh between them. The boy was panting, his white neck flushed red, and Seo Yongwoo, watching the scene from behind, was completely entranced.

He wanted to properly bury it in his hole.

The moment he saw the tips of Haed-ong’s black cat ears trembling, his reason completely flew out the window.

“Hic, stop, ah, Mister…!”

Gripping Haedong’s waist tightly, he began to thrust his hips up wildly. Haedong’s light body was swung around like a tool, shaken relentlessly and helplessly.

“Haah, euk…”

Soon, Seo Yongwoo thrusted his body up hard three more times and shot his semen forcefully inside Haedong’s shorts. As if the sensation of his thighs getting wet was unfamiliar and unpleasant, Haedong squeezed his eyes shut and shivered with a flinch. The sticky semen gradually trickled down his thighs.

“I, it’s dripping…”

“Stay, still.”

Paying no mind, Seo Yongwoo continued to extract the rest of his semen, wiping his penis on the pale thighs. Ejaculating after so long was one thing, but he had to calm down because for a moment, he had almost bitten the nape of Haedong’s neck.

“Haah, hoo…”

Seo Yongwoo held the almost limp Haedong from behind and tried to even out his ragged breaths. Haedong was whimpering as if sobbing, but his body still wouldn’t calm down. Nibbling on his reddened ear, Seo Yongwoo slyly mentioned what he wanted.

“Want me to let you confirm it more?”

“Heuu…”

In truth, the very act of asking was something he could only do with what little reason he had left, but Haedong seemed to be furious. When Haedong turned his head slightly, his eyes were wet with tears. Without even a moment to wipe them and comfort him, Haedong grabbed Seo Yongwoo’s arm with his nails and bit down hard. The meaning was clear.

‘Get away from me!’

Then, he bolted into the bathroom. Seo Yongwoo, who had unconsciously started to follow him, barely held himself back and headed to the second-floor bathroom instead.

Honestly, if he had his way, he wanted to pin him down on the bed and do more. But knowing Haedong’s independent nature, he couldn’t do that.

If he really did that, his cat would most certainly leave home for good.

That night, Seo Yongwoo did not take Haedong into the bed with him. Instead, after finishing preparations for the next day’s filming, he worked out even more excessively than usual and fell asleep as if collapsing.

‘Is he really going to film like this?’

Until then, Haedong glared at Seo Yongwoo all day from the highest point of the cat tower. At one point, he even swatted Seo Yongwoo’s head with his front paw as he passed by, not letting down his guard. He just watched him with displeasure and did not come down from the cat tower. The cameras installed inside the house already made him uncomfortable.

And so, even when it was time to sleep, Haedong watched Seo Yongwoo sleep from his high perch. He resented the tiger sleeping comfortably in the middle of the box-shaped bed.

‘Perverted tiger.’

Haedong glared at Seo Yongwoo, his cat eyes narrowed fiercely. He was resentful that the man was sleeping peacefully after having chafed the skin of his thighs raw.

On top of that, he was tormented by the memory of what had happened.

The hands that had held him from behind, the teeth that had bitten his ear and the rough breaths. The act of pushing his penis between his thighs, and the hot hand that had even enveloped and kneaded his own genitals. All of those stimuli were more than just intense for Haedong; they were completely new. It was only natural, as it was the first time he had experienced such a thing.

‘My, my thighs, how could he…’

Thinking of that moment made his ear twitch again, as if the tiger had bitten it. Then, a sudden shiver ran through him, and he frantically covered his ears with his front paws and groomed himself. Since then, Haedong had been in a strange, continuous state of excitement.