IH Ch 139(NSFW)

Chapter 139(NSFW)

“Everything left over was sent in so the children could eat it.”

“…….”

“I even steamed rice cakes and brought them, but there wasn’t a single person left.”

She had prepared that much and still meant to feed them rice cakes too. If there had been even a little room left in his stomach, he would have eaten more, but right now it was utterly impossible. Jae-i simply stood there in silence, and Soonim asked in a blunt, dissatisfied tone:

“How long are you staying here?”

“Nothing has been decided yet. But while we remain, we won’t cause any trouble. I’ve already blocked access for reporters or any suspicious people….”

A guild could request a no-access perimeter extending several kilometers around its base. It was impossible to enforce in Seoul, but here, the situation differed. The press or strangers could flock in and bother the villagers, so he filed the request in advance.

If the Association rejected it, it would be revoked—then he could simply submit another. If the Association resented the unannounced relocation of the guild base, they might cancel it immediately, but so far there had been no comment. Proof they were watching his reaction.

“If strange bastards come, just throw dirty mop water at them. No need to fuss over that lot.”

“…….”

“Whatever business you’ve got, I’m sure you’ll handle it. But since you finally came somewhere quiet, sit by the sea breeze and rest a bit. You’re young, yet every time I look at you, you’re frowning. If you keep that up, you’ll be all wrinkles by the time you’re old. Fix it.”

As if that were the end of her lecture, Soonim moved past Jae-i—then paused when her gaze fell on Dohwa.

“Hair’s nice and cool. Looks pretty.”

“……Thank you.”

Startled by the sudden compliment, Dohwa bowed his head. With a dismissive “that’s enough,” Soonim shook her head and slowly walked into the village hall, where loud singing continued to echo.

The metal tray in her hands wobbled gently in rhythm with the music. Seeing that, Dohwa looked up at Jae-i. How long had he been watching? Their eyes met immediately, and Dohwa smiled.

“She said it’s pretty. You cut my hair well, so she complimented me.”

“…….”

Taking in that smiling face, Jae-i reached out his hand toward him.

The moment they returned to the guildmaster’s office, Jae-i checked to see whether the beast was still behaving. But it was nowhere to be found—not in the room, not in the office. It must have reverted to its beast form and crawled off to sleep somewhere. The beast would never leave Dohwa behind, so even if it wasn’t in sight, there was no real need for concern. Still, Jae-i searched every corner, and Dohwa laughed at his persistence.

“Are you that worried because you can’t see him?”

“……Not particularly.”

After giving a quiet reply, Jae-i straightened and glanced sideways at Dohwa. That calm, heavy gaze made Dohwa avert his eyes first. Within the quiet space rose a subtle tension, and Dohwa slowly retreated, mumbling that he should wash up.

When he stepped into the bathroom to brush his teeth, Jae-i naturally followed. Side by side, they brushed while stealing glances at each other several times. When they rinsed their mouths and Dohwa washed his face, neither could say who moved first—both reached out at the same moment, pulling each other into an embrace. They kissed—quick, repeated pecks—before breaking into soft laughter. Holding one another tightly, rocking gently side to side, Jae-i carefully lifted Dohwa.

Legs dangling, clinging to Jae-i, Dohwa was carried straight to the bed. With one hand sheltering his head, Jae-i laid him down gently and leaned over him. Staring quietly at the face gazing up at him, he murmured:

“Are you tired?”

“Not at all.”

Dohwa bent one knee and pressed it firmly against Jae-i’s center. The thick length beneath his pants was already swollen enough to strain the fabric. Rubbing him slowly with his smooth knee, Dohwa smiled and asked:

“Are you tired?”

“……As if I could be.”

What reason would the mighty Jae-i ever have to be tired?

Even if he were, he would not admit it.

He bowed his head, kissing the corner of Dohwa’s eye, then his cheek, then down along his jaw until he buried his face against Dohwa’s neck. The moment his tongue brushed the sensitive skin, Dohwa laughed—until laughter dissolved into breathless gasps.

He still tried to stifle his moans, embarrassed, but it was impossible with Jae-i’s face buried against his chest. There was so little flesh—what did he find so enticing that he nipped him over and over? Maybe that was why his nipples, which had felt small before, now seemed bigger than before… or perhaps it was not his imagination. Jae-i’s teeth caught the tender peak, careful not to hurt, and the warm breath over damp skin made Dohwa jolt.

A shiver of pleasure raced through him, and without thinking he clutched Jae-i’s head. He had wondered why Jae-i fixated there, yet unconsciously he pressed him harder against his chest. At the same time, he lifted his knee, pushing insistently against Jae-i’s waist. As if waiting for that signal, Jae-i’s fingers slipped lower, sliding beneath the firm, full curve of his balls.

There—just beneath the tightened sac—a small, delicate opening.

Tracing circles around it with careful precision, he eased a fingertip inside. Dohwa’s voice deepened instantly. Jae-i released the nipple from his mouth and lifted his head. Dohwa’s half-lidded eyes fluttered, his lashes trembling as Jae-i’s finger slid deeper, brushing lightly against the tender inner walls. Dohwa shut his eyes tightly, breath catching in his throat.

“Mmh…”

His hips twitched, his moan stretching in a long, trembling note.

The more Jae-i touched him, the more sensitive he became—his hips rising helplessly, asking without knowing how.

That clumsy, needy movement made Jae-i grit his teeth. He slid in a second finger, scissoring them gently to stretch him, and Dohwa’s breath broke.

“Huu—… ah—”

“You’re struggling, aren’t you?”

His voice was low and hoarse, and he kissed Dohwa’s damp lashes, his flushed nose bridge, the parted lips panting hot against his skin. Holding Dohwa’s thigh to open him further, he pressed deeper.

“Hngh—ah, uuh…!”

“Sorry. Too deep? I’ll go slow.”

He wouldn’t push all the way in from the start. Not this time. Yet saying so, Jae-i shut his eyes tightly. Dohwa’s arms wound around his shoulders. When Jae-i thrust his fingers deeper, Dohwa’s hips rose in an uneven rhythm—trying, always a little clumsy, to meet him. Jae-i nearly told him not to move, but instead exhaled roughly.

“……!”

He grabbed the mattress beside Dohwa’s face, fighting not to lose control. But the moment Dohwa’s fingertips brushed the back of his neck, his vision flashed white—

When awareness returned, he had Dohwa’s wrists pinned above his head, his cock buried to the hilt.

Dohwa’s legs were spread as wide as they could go, his belly swelling around Jae-i’s thickness. He sobbed loudly, overwhelmed, clinging to him. Jae-i should have stopped. He knew he should.

He couldn’t.

He changed positions again and again, thrusting hard. By the time he came for the first time, then the second, then more—so much that every push forced slick warmth to spill back out—the tight heat only grew hungrier.

Dohwa, clutching his lower stomach, gasping for breath, looked both pitiful and unbearably beautiful. Jae-i apologized over and over, yet still—countless times—he spilled deep inside that small, trembling body.