MUL - Chapter 53

I cried and panted above Nam Kangwoo, and at times, beneath him. The whole time, I was steeped in pleasure, surrendering my body.

A tingling, electrifying sensation ceaselessly spread from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. The pounding, ramming movements gradually sped up. The feeling of something gushing deep inside my body was vivid. On top of the semen already filling my belly, hot semen flowed in without rest, as if adding another layer.

“Haa… Hngh— Stop… it, you crazy…”

My voice was completely hoarse. Lying flat on the bed, I limply rolled my eyes around. I scanned his sturdy shoulders where my calves were hooked, Nam Kangwoo’s thoroughly flushed face, and his eyes still boiling with lust, then closed my eyes, too embarrassed to look further.

Nam Kangwoo’s hand grabbed my ankle and slowly lowered it onto the sheet before he leaned over me. A shadow fell across my face. Inevitably, our lips met in a lingering press. I hadn’t parted them hoping for a kiss, but… a wet tongue pushed its way between my parted lips.

A wet sound echoed, and I felt the warmth still filling me from behind grow hard once again. My body twitched. This crazy bastard, is he trying to kill someone…

I turned my head to pull our lips apart, urgently muttering, “Stop, stop.” As if he had also felt the change in his own body, a low groan escaped Nam Kangwoo.

“Yeoul-ah.”

“Stop it… Stop—”

“It stimulates me more when you keep moving.”

As if to prove it, his penis, which already felt harder than before, made a squelching sound and churned inside me every time I moved. Nam Kangwoo, truly unlike himself, moved on top of me like a madman. For some reason, tears burst out at the memory that remained like an afterimage.

My life… if this went on, I felt like I might die on this bed from overexertion during sex. Dying young this way was not in my range of expectations.

“Hmph, fuck… you crazy bastard… I told you to stop, you crazy bastard. Hngh… It hurts, it hurts… I’m tired, so, Hng…”

It was a string of words so garbled that it was hard to understand what I was saying, but somehow he must have understood. Nam Kangwoo wore a faint smile and kissed my face all over as if to reassure me.

As he slowly pulled out the penis that had been filling me, a lukewarm liquid trickled out of the unclosed hole. My body trembled as the liquid gushed out every time I sobbed.

“Hmph, fuck… how much did you cum…? The feeling— Hngh, fuck…”

My body trembled intermittently each time it gushed out and soaked the sheets. The fact that the hole wouldn't seem to close made me feel like my body was broken, which made me cry even more.

Nam Kangwoo soothed me, wiping my tears and kissing my face all over.

“It’s okay. I’ll get it all out.”

“Hng… hu…. I think, it’s broken.”

“It’s not broken. And stop cursing.”

“You crazy bastard…”

A smile never left his chilly face. This guy replied to every single one of my mumbles and gently stroked my hair.

Nam Kangwoo effortlessly lifted my exhausted, limp body and headed straight for the bathroom. He went inside the shower booth, leaned my body against the wall, and pushed up the lever. He held his hand out once under the stream of water that poured out with a *shwaaa* sound to check the temperature, then pulled me under it.

Standing under the showerhead, I was soaked in an instant. Nam Kangwoo squeezed body wash onto a shower ball, lathered it up, and… ha… he carefully scrubbed my body.

My body had become so sensitive it really didn't feel like my own, to the point where… I panted and trembled, reacting to every single place Nam Kangwoo’s hand touched.

Nam Kangwoo didn't pretend not to notice, he smiled. It seemed he liked it.

His gentle hands meticulously scrubbed my upper body. Then, they gradually moved downward. I was in a state of clinging to this guy’s shoulders, and amidst the shame, the words “I’ll do it myself” wouldn’t come out. I was too tired.

I was just panting and blinking, when a finger slid between my buttocks.

“Ah! Stop… Nngh— No, I don't want…”

The shower, with its cascading water, worked its magic, making my voice sound as if it were excited, as if it had been waiting for this.

“There, there, I’m not doing anything.”

Nam Kangwoo whispered, kissing my earlobe. “I won’t do it, I won’t,” he mumbled.

A long, fine finger with no protruding knuckles parted the hole and entered. My body trembled reflexively, and a moan escaped.

He bent his finger and gently scraped the inside, and the sticky stuff that had been filling me gushed out, flowing down along Nam Kangwoo’s hand. The feeling of it trickling down my thighs was so weird, so strange.

With the squelching sounds echoing in the steamy bathroom and the stimulating movement of his hand churning inside me, I had to use all my strength to hold back my moans.

I was leaning my forehead against his sturdy shoulder, only letting out heated breaths, but my damn lower half must have recovered its energy quickly, as it was slowly raising its head. A curse wanted to burst out, but I didn't even have the energy to spit it out.

Nam Kangwoo checked my lower half and, as if he got excited too, he unabashedly revealed his menacingly erect penis and kissed me urgently.

It seemed like it was starting again. But damn it all, I really, truly had no energy left.

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I left the bathroom in Nam Kangwoo’s arms, all the strength drained from my body. Really, I couldn't muster an ounce of strength anywhere in my body, which was a little scary. I was afraid that if I fell asleep like this, I might never wake up again. That crazy bastard…

Nam Kangwoo laid me flat on the bed and looked into my face as I lay there, only my eyes open, unable to say a word. With a neat hand that moved as if pleased, he stroked my body all over and fiddled with my feverish earlobe.

If I could, I would have smacked Nam Kangwoo’s hand away, but I couldn't. I was too weak. My eyes closed on their own. On my closing eyelids, something soft and familiar touched and then pulled away.

“Sleep well.”

As if. I think I probably muttered a curse, but I wasn't sure. Nam Kangwoo’s faint laughter landed near my ear.

When I came to my senses again, my whole body was flushed with fever. Feeling a hand moving restlessly all over my face, I lifted my closed eyelids.

What came into view was Nam Kangwoo’s face, and for some reason, it was full of worry. His parted lips moved as if to say something, but in the end, he only let out a low sigh.

What’s wrong…

“You have a high fever.”

Having a fever isn't exactly a new thing for me. Why is he making such a big deal over a little fever…

“……So… what.”

A hoarse sound came from my throat when I finally answered. Ah, my voice was completely gone. I barely managed to blink my heavy eyelids as I studied Nam Kangwoo’s face.

“Why…”

“I’m sorry. It’s not like I didn’t know you have a weak body.”

My face flushed with heat as I instantly understood what Nam Kangwoo meant. At my rapidly reddening face, Nam Kangwoo’s eyes widened. The hand that had been on my forehead moved to cup my cheek. His expression was quite serious.

“Don’t you think we should go to the hospital? The emergency room.”

Even his voice was sincere. Crazy bastard…

I figured some fever reducer would be enough. The heat of my own breath was unpleasant. I was thirsty, but Nam Kangwoo cluelessly held my hand and stroked my face.

“Thirsty…”

At the sound that finally escaped my lips, Nam Kangwoo shot up. He moved his feet without hesitation and went outside, returning with a glass full of water. Then, he slid a hand behind my neck, helped me sit up, and held the glass to my lips.

The water flowing into my mouth was a welcome relief. It felt like my throat was really burning up. I downed about half of it in one go, and my thirst subsided. Only then did I feel like I was coming to my senses.

So… my back and… my whole body ached. It felt like every muscle in my body was screaming even with the slightest movement, as if my body was experiencing muscle pain for the first time.

“Ugh… Ah…”

“Does it hurt?”

Nam Kangwoo asked back at my groan. It hurts, it hurts. Of course it hurts.

Instead of answering, I met Nam Kangwoo’s eyes and then muttered, “No.” As if he knew my answer was a lie, Nam Kangwoo didn’t press further and instead gently stroked my sweat-drenched hair. His cool hand made me feel better right away, and my eyes closed on their own.

“I’ll ask if the hotel has any fever reducer.”

“……Mmm.”

Nam Kangwoo once again laid me down flat and meticulously pulled the blanket up to my chest. “It’s hot,” I said, the sound escaping me unintentionally, but he stubbornly covered me with the blanket before getting up. With half-lidded eyes, I followed Nam Kangwoo’s retreating back and then closed my eyes again.

I heard Nam Kangwoo’s voice on the phone. His monotone voice was as cold as he was.​