Payback: Reversal

20 - Sick Sad Little World

⚠️ T.W : // sexual violence//

These days, Yoohan often woke up not with a sultry good morning on his ears, but with a rocking of his body. Gentle sway that got him arching his back and whining breathlessly.

At first, he thought there was an earthquake or something. But after day after day opening his eyes to a lustful pair of blue orbs, Yoohan knew better than to open his eyes instantly. The moment the beast on top of him realized he was awake, the slow rocking would turn rough immediately—and Yoohan was rather his brain didn't get shaken so early in the morning.

Yoon Jay did make the most of his reward for enduring that hellish level of spice that sent his throat through seven layers of purgatory and made him hoarse until the next day, not to mention curling up on the couch after downing a whole liter of milk. The man wasted no time in savoring his reward, attacking Yoohan's sleeping figure with leftover resentment toward capsaicin.

And he did it as much as he could after, almost like a morning greeting. Unless Yoohan specifically told him not to the night before, Jay wouldn't hold back from savoring his reward. And Yoohan most often than not forgot to forbid the bodyguard from touching him.

"You know, Master," the low voice came with a chuckle and a heavy breath. "You always tightened up more the moment you're awake," Jay whispered in Yoohan's ear, which got Yoohan to shudder and moaned lowly. "Or do you have some kind of kink where you enjoy getting fucked when you're unconscious?"

"Fuck—!" Yoohan opened his eyes. "That's you!"

"No, Master," Jay chuckled and snapped his hips forward, jolting Yoohan up and gasping a loud moaning sound. "To be precise, I like doing it to your body in any situation, whether you're awake or asleep."

Oh, God, this madman! The madman that got Yoohan calling for a God even though he didn't believe in one. Yoohan should have smacked his past self in the head for challenging the man to eat that spicy stuff. He should have known that this man was ninety percent made of libido.

But when Yoohan grabbed onto the bodyguard's chest, he realized that Jay was wearing a suit, and he remembered that he had sent the man on a mission last night, to stalk that private club the eerie Chairman frequented.

Groaning at another deep thrust, Yoohan held tight to the older's neck and gripped the dark lock. Oh, fine--he'd just consider this one a reward. Yoohan tightened his lower back and canted his hips upward to meet Jay's movement, and was greeted with a deep rumble of delight from the older's lung.

Now that Yoohan was participating, Jay held the younger's back and waist, and pulled the man close as he straightened his back. Yoohan gasped as Jay got up from the bed, still inside him, going deeper as their body jostled. He would have screamed at how deep he was getting penetrated, if it wasn't for the lips sealing his mouth.

And just like that, he was getting fucked all the way to the bathroom, and then in the bathroom, against the cold, wet wall with his moaning echoed lewdly within the sound of trickling water. He almost felt thankful that Jay did not continue in the tub, letting him rest against the solid chest instead.

One thing that Jay had also been doing a lot was slipping into the tub with Yoohan. There was nothing lecherous about it, however. It was just easier to prevent Yoohan from drowning this way.

"Did you get anything?" Yoohan asked after they basked in the warm water silently for a while.

"Only that it's probably worse than what we got from Little Bird."

Yoohan sighed and closed his eyes, just letting the older man caress his wet hair.

Seeing Seo Jungeon that night was a surprise, but Yoohan was thankful that he already knew about what the old man did to him and his family. So while he was surprised, it didn't shake him.