Lovely Monsters Chapter 44

After that, I thought I would be used like lubrication for Statue’s semen and get fucked senseless by Lion Head, followed by another ejaculation inside. However, Lion Head unexpectedly began rubbing his heavy cock against my lower parts and then, gripping the base, started tapping the entrance with it.

“Heut… ugh….”

Because it was such a massive thing, I felt a slight stinging, but as that continued, the sensation echoed deep inside and made me strangely anxious.

Kim Heejo was too lazy to think about his body heating up from such a simple act. He only wanted to resolve it somehow. Reaching out, Kim Heejo tugged at the decoration on Lion Head’s clothes.

“…Just put it in quickly, okay?”

Only after he finally pleaded with words did Lion Head stop what he was doing and, in a single stroke, pierced the hole that had been simmering with agonizing anticipation. Kim Heejo threw his head back and groaned silently. He was used to the act of insertion, but he could never quite get used to the sensation itself.

“Heu, aeuk… ha, eut…!”

As a few blunt waves of pleasure crushed his insides, pre-ejaculate gushed out. Kim Heejo, barely managing to grip Lion Head’s back, let out feverish sounds every moment his inner walls were pounded.

It was good. He liked being held by Lion Head as if he were being restrained, being treated so intensely that his breath felt squeezed out. The same went for the feeling of being completely drained when it was all over. For some reason, taking in the violent Lion Head always made his strength hit rock bottom faster than when dealing with the other monsters.

“You’re not doing any more, right? Then I’m sleeping.”

Having grown tired again so soon after waking, Kim Heejo went limp. Lion Head hugged Kim Heejo like a pillow. Trapped in an embrace so hot it was incomparable to human body heat, Kim Heejo almost closed his eyes right then, but he suddenly realized something.

Though faint, a scent similar to a dog’s came from Lion Head. Kim Heejo reflexively reached out toward Lion Head. As his fingertips touched the shaggy fur, they began to move by reflex. His five fingers busily scratched the area around Lion Head’s jaw.

With this hand movement, Kim Heejo had melted the hearts of many abandoned dogs. Even dogs that growled at the mere sight of people because of wounds inflicted by humans would melt away while being petted by Kim Heejo while wearing a muzzle, and before they knew it, they would be huddled in his arms.

True to form, Lion Head stayed still. When his expression also appeared significantly softened, Kim Heejo felt a bit taken aback but decided to try the other things he wanted to do.

“Hand.”

“…?”

Lion Head looked puzzled but placed his large, thick hand on top of Kim Heejo’s palm. Regrettably, the hand was like a human’s, but Kim Heejo pushed his luck and ordered something else.

“…Nose.”

This time, he made a circle with both hands and spoke. I wonder if he’ll do this too? He was curious, and after a moment’s hesitation, Lion Head slid his head in. As the slightly moist nose passed his fingers, Kim Heejo couldn’t suppress his laughter. And he was a little surprised that he had laughed. Is this funny? Is this a funny situation? It’s not a puppy or a lion, but a monster with a Lion Head is acting cute… I don’t know, but since he’s doing it well, I kept ordering him.

“V.”

Perhaps he didn’t understand this, because he didn’t do it well. It was meant to be resting his chin on a hand, but when Kim Heejo said “V,” the monster brought up a hand shaped like a V-sign.

Again, it was disappointing that it wasn’t a lion’s paw, but Kim Heejo burst into a fit of laughter that felt like his stomach might split.

Only then did Lion Head seem to realize that something about this behavior was wrong. In the end, the price for what he had done had to be paid with his hole. However, it was minor compared to the joy he had gained, so even as he walked forward unsteadily later on, a smile kept hovering around Kim Heejo’s lips.

By the time he had smiled about five times while thinking of Lion Head, he discovered a guest room that had chairs lined up and a window. Kim Heejo, casting his gaze out the window for a moment, blinked as he watched the thick snowflakes fluttering. It seemed to be late evening as the whole world was pitch black.

However, admiring the scenery was not something to be done for long. If one looked out the window for a long time, the outside landscape, which was clearly a snowy night, would start to look different. The world that had been only black would turn a dark blue. Sometimes he could see waves crashing, but mostly it felt like the deep sea.

The train is rattling along, yet the world outside is underwater.

Looking at it made him feel like his already half-gone mind would snap completely, so he averted his gaze and tightly fastened the coat he had received from one of the monsters. Then he walked forward again.

I was told that if I keep going forward, I can get out… honestly, now I couldn’t even believe the truth of those words. I never met that monster again either.

Walking forward had simply become a daily routine. Or perhaps it was because there was nothing else to do. If he didn’t walk, the only things Kim Heejo could do inside the train were sleep or have sex with monsters.

So Kim Heejo kept walking. While walking, he naturally encountered monsters other than Lion Head, Stacked Books, Chains, and Statue. At some point, he began to call those monsters “Scraps” as a collective group.

The Scraps had stopped approaching Kim Heejo at some point. It wasn’t because Kim Heejo was holding a knife. When dozens of them had rushed him at once, Kim Heejo had been powerless.

Ah, I’m going to get attacked again.

While he was thinking of it as no big deal, a cluster of green tentacles climbed onto Kim Heejo’s body. However, seeing that, Lion Head bit off the entire cluster of tentacles and blew away the head of a snake that was wrapping around his leg. After that, the Scraps didn’t dare approach Kim Heejo.

The funny thing was that even after that, when one Scrap stood at a distance and got a hard-on while looking at Kim Heejo, Statue cut it off. I couldn’t understand them at all; they used to summon a bunch of them and call it an exhibition or whatever while having me gang-raped, and now they’re acting like this. Perhaps it’s just a monster’s way of thinking.

Regardless, the Scraps eventually reached a point where they kept their distance on their own when they saw Kim Heejo. Thanks to that, Kim Heejo’s journey became much easier.

“What is this place now…?”

Kim Heejo, who was about to look for a place to sleep after walking for a long time, flinched.

[─△△△:_]

[Where did you get the knife?]

[Naturally, the hole has to be opened wide for several things to fit in]

[[Subtitled News] ‘Monster’ Job Fair held successfully]

It was a room with strange emoticons and writing all over the walls. Kim Heejo, feeling needlessly unpleasant, moved to the next guest room and sat down with his back against the wall.

If he got sleepy like this, he would close his eyes, but right now he couldn’t sleep even though he was tired. As he sat there blankly, the door to the front guest room suddenly swung open. It was the Scraps. However, the one who opened the door was hit on the head by another one and collapsed on the floor. Soon, panting, he lunged at the one who had struck his head.

The monsters occasionally fought like that when something went wrong. Kim Heejo, having nothing better to do, sat blankly watching the scene. But it wasn’t a pleasant sight. It was even more so because each and every Scrap was mostly designed to look creatively disgusting. Cases where certain objects were attached to the body or those in animal forms were actually the decent ones.

“Gueeeuk.”

“Aah, aaaaaaaaaaaaagh!”

“…Quiet.”

And while those bastards were crashing around and making a mess, miraculously, the walls and glass didn’t crack. Thinking it was fascinating even after all this time, Kim Heejo walked over to close the guest room door again. As a monster with a mouth wide like a crocodile’s raised its head and screamed, the other monsters also raised their voices in unison as if howling.

Naturally, they all had terribly freewheeling appearances. Even if they are monsters, how could they look like that?

‘So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him…’

Kim Heejo let out a hollow laugh, suddenly recalling a verse from the Bible. Because he wondered what this place was then.

On that day, as he held onto questions without answers, something more bizarre than usual occurred inside the train. It was also the day Kim Heejo’s pockets happened to be full.