Foot Worship Chapter 23

I wiped the sweat dampening my forehead with the back of my hand. I couldn’t keep my focus because of the vibrator churning inside my body. I exhaled quietly and reached out to pick up my water glass. My hands were trembling, perhaps due to the vibrations. I thought that if the intensity increased any further here, I might really end up making a disgraceful scene.

Even after drinking water, my insides, stained with shame and arousal, couldn’t swallow or digest anything. I wanted to heave up the food that was rising to my throat. Just as I was about to call out to Jerome, feeling that I absolutely couldn’t go on like this, a strange hand suddenly appeared in front of me. But that hand couldn’t touch me, as it was blocked by Jerome’s hand. The blonde man smiled faintly and asked me if I was all right.

“Alex, don’t go around touching people. I told you clearly that touching someone without their consent is a crime.”

“Poor thing, he’s sweating.”

“Mind your own business. He’s my guest, so I’ll handle it.”

Jerome’s eyebrows twitched fiercely. I hurriedly grabbed the neatly folded napkin on the table and wiped the sweat from my forehead. I deliberately made eye contact with the man and gave an awkward smile to mean that I was okay. Then, Jerome suddenly intervened between the man and me, blocking even his line of sight.

“If your business is done, go.”

“Yeah, yeah. You’re always so dramatic. I’ll pay for the meal, so enjoy the dessert slowly. Jerry.”

As the man moved out of sight, Jerome sat down. Then, he tapped my foot lightly. I looked at Jerome with an expression like I was about to cry. Jerome’s pupils trembled slightly. He shook his head lightly and mimed pressing a button with his finger. I had no choice but to squeeze my eyes shut and press the button on the controller. My abdomen pulled tight from the vibration, which had become much stronger than before. Just then, the couple at the next table finished their meal and stood up. I held my breath and dropped my head.

“Ah! Oh no.”

Along with the woman’s surprised voice, I heard the sound of something falling. Of all things, a lipstick had rolled out of the woman’s bag and stopped right under my feet. My heart sank.

The companion, having stopped the woman from reaching for it, bent down to pick up the lipstick. The distance to the man was far too close. Ah… what if he hears the sound? I deliberately covered my mouth and coughed loudly. Because of that, my abdomen tightened even further, and the vibration felt vivid. I swallowed a moan down my throat and hung my head low. Meanwhile, the man picked up the lipstick lying at my feet and handed it to the woman. As the couple left their seats, my glute muscles clenched tightly and then lost all strength. I could feel the space between my legs getting wet, but the vibration didn’t stop and continued to prod my inner walls.

Usually, I was negative about public exposure. I just thought of it as a dangerous thing. But having experienced it myself, I felt like I could understand their feelings. This was far more shameful and stimulating than I had imagined. This play, performed covertly while deceiving the eyes of others, was even addictive.

Someone inside this restaurant might be watching me. After all, a large man like me couldn’t even sit properly in his chair, shifting around in a hunched position while constantly looking around, clearly conscious of his surroundings. The situation where I had to tremble with pleasure felt inside my body while simultaneously burning with anxiety that someone might catch me was shameful, yet thrilling. And every time I turned my head and met the gazes of unspecified individuals, the area below my waist reacted violently. Consciously wiping the sweat forming on my forehead, I opened my mouth and breathed in shallowly.

“Jin.”

“…Yes.”

“If you can’t handle it, you can tell me. I’ll take you out.”

“Hup, no, it’s nothing.”

Jerome frowned and tapped the table lightly with his finger. I watched his rhythmically moving fingers and bit my lip.

“They told us to enjoy the dessert, so can you really handle it?”

“Not yet, not yet.”

It was not my place to declare the end here; it was Jerome’s. And from the beginning, I didn’t want to show him a disappointing side of myself.

My underwear was already damp to the point of being soaked, and I couldn’t breathe properly because of the vibration crushing my sensitive inner walls. I just swallowed my dry saliva, worried that the noise of the vibrator humming deep inside the hole might leak out. On top of being severely tense, the situation where I had to endure people’s gazes made my shoulders and neck stiff.

“There’s something I was curious about regarding you, Jin. If you answer well now, I might lower the level, or… well, if I like your answer, we might even leave here altogether.”

“Yes, well, anything.”

Jerome smiled faintly, circling the rim of the round wine glass with his fingertips. As the intensity of the vibrator increased, I could feel it pushing deeper into my body. The vibration, which had been going on for tens of minutes, made me feel like vomiting.

“Do you remember the day I went to your studio to apologize?”

“Yes, I, ugh, remember.”

“I saw your lips were torn that day—what were you doing and where were you coming from?”

“T-the lips? Ah… so that day, haa, just a moment.”

It had been over two months, so I didn’t remember it well. On top of that, my whole body was being thoroughly ravaged, so my thoughts were not just fragmented, but the memories felt as if they had been gouged out. Ah! That day, I was drinking at ‘Nagne’ with Kwon Raewon and talking about Jerome. But my lips—why were my lips like that? I rubbed my face with both hands, desperately retracing my thoughts. I remembered sprinting across Hannam Bridge after receiving Jerome’s call, but I couldn’t remember what had happened to my lips at all.

“Answer my question.”

“T-that day, ugh, I was just drinking at Nagne with a friend and then came running after getting your call, that’s all.”

“Are you trying to tell me that I saw it wrong?”

“…That, that’s.”

Jerome’s foot kicked mine without mercy. I bit my lip and slowly shook my head. If this had been an enclosed space, I would have knelt before him and begged. It was already this painful; increasing the level was impossible. However,

“Jin, you have to press the button.”

He urged me gently in a tone as soft as honey. I hesitated, unable to bring myself to press the controller’s button. Then, Jerome stood up and leaned his body toward me. His hand brazenly swept up my coat and pressed the button himself. And he did it twice in a row.

I couldn’t help but lift my hips into the air as if having a seizure. A moan leaked out from between my bitten lips. I hurriedly covered my mouth with both hands and blinked. Every time I blinked, thick teardrops fell. I was so out of it that I didn’t even realize I was crying. I only had the desire to escape this situation.

“So, what’s your answer?”

“…I don’t know. Hup, I, don’t remember.”

“That’s avoidance.”

“It’s the truth.”

“I’ll ask you again later, so you’d better remember it.”

My throat was parched, and my voice wouldn’t come out well. Only then did I realize I was crying and rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand. I was shocked by the fact that I had been crying enough to soak the back of my hand, but that was as far as my thoughts went. The area below my navel itched so much I couldn’t stand it. My waist trembled, and not only my underwear but even my slacks were wet with pre-cum and semen. Suddenly, Jerome spread his coat and covered my head with it. Just as I was about to pull the coat down, I froze at the sound of voices nearby.

“Is there anything you need? I was wondering if your companion might be feeling unwell.”

“No, it’s nothing. We’ll be leaving soon, so could I have the check, please?”

“The check has already been taken care of by the head chef.”

I was enduring the time of agony while twitching under his coat. The thought that I shouldn’t get caught by others and the thought that I was enjoying this illicit act amidst people who knew nothing about it became entangled in my head. It was a terrible, ambivalent feeling.

After the conversation, the server stepped back, and Jerome wrapped me up while I was still covered by the coat.

“We’ll finish hearing your answer in the car, but for now,”

“…”

“We’re going outside. Put strength in your legs and walk while only looking at the floor.”