Snake Venom Ch 55

Chapter 55

 

Lee Yeonwoo was on the verge of tears. His swollen lips and flattened tongue fumbled to form words.

 

“I said I don’t want to….”

 

What escaped from Lee Yeonwoo, who turned his head away, was helpless compliance tinged with a trace of despair. Cheon Wooshin remained silent but didn’t avert his gaze from him. As if something had crossed his mind, he tilted his head slightly, and then his hand moved swiftly. Flinching violently, Lee Yeonwoo bumped his forehead lightly against Cheon Wooshin’s chest.

 

Between Lee Yeonwoo’s weakened legs, Cheon Wooshin’s firm thigh slid in.

 

“Hnngh, ha, ugh!”

 

Crude moans and gasps were squeezed out. At the same time, Cheon Wooshin’s eyes softened slightly, and the corners of his lips curled upward. Just moments ago, his gaze had been ominous, as if he would devour Lee Yeonwoo whole, but now it looked languid, as if he had just tasted something sweet.

 

“When you’re cocky, I want to press you down.”

 

“Ah… hngh. Mph!”

 

Lee Yeonwoo, defenseless under the unfamiliar pleasure, trembled. Cheon Wooshin clamped his lips over Lee Yeonwoo’s, almost biting them, entangling his own tongue insistently with the one that had shrunk away in fear. He savored the spasms of the mucous membranes that followed.

 

He gripped the shaft more firmly, twisting it and quickly rubbing the skin. The situation had escalated to the point where Lee Yeonwoo could barely even say that he’d reached his limit. He couldn’t endure any longer. In a moment of surrender, he buried his face in Cheon Wooshin’s chest. A thin fluid formed at the tip of his swollen member and smeared against Cheon Wooshin’s shaft.

 

“Ahk…! Haa!”

 

Lee Yeonwoo shuddered as he ejaculated. The thick white liquid gushed out and streamed down the back of Cheon Wooshin’s hand, where the veins were twitching. It was far too much to be only Lee Yeonwoo’s.

 

Cheon Wooshin slid his hand up along the shaft and gave a few gentle thrusts. The motion of pushing in and pulling out was fully transmitted to Lee Yeonwoo. His body, trembling helplessly from the forced climax, quivered in steady waves.

 

Cheon Wooshin lowered his head to the back of Lee Yeonwoo’s neck, which now drooped against him. Lee Yeonwoo flinched and pulled his shoulders up, trying to hide his neck. With his eyes closed, he shook his head weakly and whimpered.

 

“No… not where it can be seen.”

 

“……”

 

Cheon Wooshin paused and quietly scanned the side of Lee Yeonwoo’s face. The nape of his neck, covered with a bandage, trembled slightly. His expression remained blank, but his dark eyes shimmered faintly.

 

“What about where it can’t be seen?”

 

There was no answer to the teasing question. Cheon Wooshin stared quietly at Lee Yeonwoo, whose reason seemed to flutter like a leaf in the wind. He gently leaned his cheek against the nape of Lee Yeonwoo’s neck, then nestled his nose there. Sensing that Cheon Wooshin wasn’t going to bite, Lee Yeonwoo slowly relaxed his hunched shoulders.

 

Cheon Wooshin then pulled him into a tight embrace. His grip was so forceful that Lee Yeonwoo’s body lifted slightly from the ground. Like a snake seizing its prey, as if he’d starve to death if he let go now. The hands clutching the collar and back of Lee Yeonwoo’s neck radiated an eerie obsession.

 

His body was warm like a heating pad and comparatively softer than Cheon Wooshin’s. He smelled so good it made Cheon Wooshin’s desire stir urgently, and every part of Lee Yeonwoo was pressed against him. Cheon Wooshin once more rubbed the bridge of his nose under Lee Yeonwoo’s ear, inhaling deeply and exhaling with a sigh.

 

The dangerous sharpness in his demeanor gradually subsided.

 

—

 

The place Lee Yeonwoo led them into was a multipurpose room used for storage. It was filled with odds and ends for which there wasn’t a proper place, giving it a cluttered and chaotic atmosphere even in the dark. As Cheon Wooshin slowly scanned the surroundings, Lee Yeonwoo skillfully slipped between tall metal shelves and suddenly vanished from sight. It happened in an instant.

 

There was only a narrow hallway in front of him. When he moved in deeper, a voice called out abruptly from the left.

 

‘Over here.’

 

Only after seeing Lee Yeonwoo’s hand wave—no, not there, here—did Cheon Wooshin finally locate where he was hiding.

 

Lee Yeonwoo had been telling the truth. A place that existed but couldn’t be found, even if seen—such a space really did exist. Even Cheon Wooshin, an expert at search and pursuit, was not an exception. He turned his eyes, examining the space that Lee Yeonwoo had discovered. He was measuring it.

 

‘Lee-ssi, you should go inside.’

 

‘Uh… me?’

 

Putting Lee Yeonwoo inside his arms was the better way to minimize their profile. Though startled at first, Lee Yeonwoo soon nodded in agreement.

 

Pressed against the wall, Lee Yeonwoo’s dark silhouette seemed overly nervous.

 

‘This place is… yeah, it’s pretty cramped.’

 

Perhaps embarrassed by the situation, he began babbling unnecessary words. Then their bodies touched. Lee Yeonwoo, who had been awkward all along, suddenly flinched and hunched his neck. Surprised at his own reaction, he pressed himself against the wall, looking genuinely desperate.

 

It was from that moment that Cheon Wooshin began to pay more attention to Lee Yeonwoo, though he hadn’t thought much upon first entering the space. He looked down at Lee Yeonwoo, faintly visible in the dim light. His breathing was slightly faster, his gaze flustered, and his awkward movements betrayed his discomfort.

 

He wanted to see his expression.

 

The action he took from that spontaneous urge was purely impulsive. Cheon Wooshin closed the distance between them, facing Lee Yeonwoo. He had a valid excuse. The smaller the area they occupied, the larger their blind spot would become.

 

Even so, something still felt lacking. Then Cheon Wooshin remembered the lantern he had tucked in his pocket. Though he fully understood the need to remain hidden in the dark, he was seized by a bizarre urge to illuminate Lee Yeonwoo’s squirming expression. Whatever excuse he had to make—he just wanted to see it.

 

Even as the thought that he was acting strangely occurred to him, Cheon Wooshin didn’t bother to fight the impulse. He let it grow unchecked, focusing instead on observing every little movement of Lee Yeonwoo squirming in his arms.

 

Just as he was beginning to feel that the strange impulse was writhing unnaturally beneath his jaw, Lee Yeonwoo spoke.

 

‘The scent… it’s gotten stronger.’

 

(this happened before all that nsfw stuff)

 

—

 

Cheon Wooshin lifted his eyelids. Objects outside the window were zipping by. They were in a moving car. With his eyes open, he stared up at the streetlights flashing past in regular intervals.

 

“……”

 

The interior was warm enough not to feel dry, and the seat was comfortably heated.

 

It didn’t seem like he’d slept long. Still, his body felt a little heavy. As Cheon Wooshin shifted slightly, a voice came from beside him.

 

“You’re awake?”

 

Lee Yeonwoo was driving. He was gripping the steering wheel with confident ease. As Lee Yeonwoo smoothly rounded a curve, Cheon Wooshin asked,

 

“How long was I out?”

 

“About twenty minutes.”

 

It was a completely different situation from the previous night, when he had slept for hours. Cheon Wooshin straightened up and tried to recall what had happened. The last thing he remembered was being led into the blind spot by Lee Yeonwoo and seeing his stats begin to fluctuate.

 

This time, there had been no pain, no fierce battle between his conscious and unconscious. Of course, he still had no memory of what had happened—but it felt like a channel had simply switched, like someone had flicked a light switch on and off. A clean cut. What could have happened while he was unaware? A sense of helplessness washed over him.

 

“Team Leader, it’s okay.”

 

Cheon Wooshin’s dimming gaze shifted to Lee Yeonwoo.

 

“Don’t worry. You were just like usual. Um… You told Jung Suho to keep an extra eye out for a man with tattoos on his face and hands. You told Ju Doyoung to find the coordinates, and Im Sehan to head there first to locate President Park. And we’re on our way to that location now.”

 

Lee Yeonwoo, who had stayed by his side, calmly listed everything that had happened during the time Cheon Wooshin couldn’t remember.

 

“You told me to drive, too. And it’s been exactly twenty-three minutes since you closed your eyes.”

 

Cheon Wooshin pressed his fingers to his temple. He had blacked out, yet still executed tasks flawlessly. He wasn’t sure whether to consider it impressive or dangerous.

 

The blank space in his memory felt like a mirage—close enough to touch but impossible to grasp. Like a water droplet trapped in a thin, translucent film that might burst and spill out with a single prick—yet stubbornly refused to break, bubbling in the corner of his mind. The sensation was maddening.

 

Still, it was a relief that nothing had gone wrong. Choosing to focus deliberately on that brighter side, Cheon Wooshin exhaled a long breath. His symptoms were clearly different from those of previous addicts. Whether this was a glimmer of hope or a harbinger of something worse remained to be seen. Once everything was wrapped up, he needed to contact Seolkyung.

 

The car they were in came to a stop under a red light. Cheon Wooshin rolled down the window. The winter night air brushed against his cheek.

 

“We’re almost there.”

 

Following the voice, his gaze shifted. Then, all at once, Lee Yeonwoo’s face, sharply in focus, flushed red. Was he running a fever?

 

Before his hand could even reach him, Lee Yeonwoo tensed up. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, bit his lower lip hard enough to pale, and blinked rapidly. Cheon Wooshin instinctively reacted like a spark, then took in the sight of him struggling to compose himself, as if hiding something.

 

“I—I’m just nervous. I’m not very good at driving…”

 

It was a plausible excuse for someone who had been so startled. As Cheon Wooshin was trying to formulate a response, his phone vibrated. Just then, the light changed. The caller was Im Sehan.