Kofi thanks to: Salt rose or topaz
cw: nsfw, noncon
Startled, Venus quickly exited the room. To fetch Cheongyeon, he swiftly crossed the corridor and almost ran up the stairs leading to the deck.
Venus momentarily regretted not withholding that last remark. However, if Muwon ordered him, Venus could even dive into the dark sea without hesitation. If it weren’t for Muwon, the Kwon clan would have been scattered, hiding in fear.
When Venus became deaf due to a bakery owner’s mistreatment, he knew that if it weren’t for Muwon, he would have succumbed to his grievances, choosing death by smashing his head against a wall.
When he had been working at the bakery, Venus had been denied proper wages. He had tried to take some bread for his siblings, but he was beaten by the owner who accused him of theft. Muwon cut off both of his ears and wrists and gave them to Venus, who had been lying unconscious for several days in a house the size of his palm. When the owner lost not only his hearing but also his bread-making hands, Venus felt a deep-seated resentment dissipate. Though they had to flee to the 5th Continent afterward, no one complained. That was all during their teenage years.
Venus inwardly apologized to Cheongyeon, who looked at him anxiously. After detaching the anchor and untying the rope, he staggered to grab the railing.
“Thank… you.”
Cheongyeon recognized Venus, who had been watching him before. There was no reason to feel goodwill, but since Venus had untied him, he offered his thanks.
“Hyung-nim is calling for you.”
Venus gestured as if telling him to go ahead. Letting go of the railing, Cheongyeon massaged his aching arms and began to walk. Although unsure why he was suddenly released, he was eager to descend to the cabin. Or rather, it would have been better to just stay on the stairs to block the harsh wind.
“Just apologize, no matter what.”
Venus advised from behind as Cheongyeon led the way.
“…But I haven’t done anything wrong.”
Cheongyeon responded, feeling unjust, but Venus, of course, didn’t hear. Misinterpreting the silence, Cheongyeon opted to keep his mouth shut, not wanting to worsen his situation. Stepping into the stairway leading to the cabin, he was immediately enveloped by a warm contrast to the outside.
Upon reaching the bottom, Cheongyeon looked back at Venus.
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“To the room.”
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The door to room 107 was open. Whether it was a 7:3 or 8:2 split, Cheongyeon was prepared to agree to Muwon’s terms unconditionally. He said he would pay his wages, so all he had to do was deliver the medicinal herbs and flower tea without going overboard. Truthfully, he was also afraid of being tied to the railing again.
Upon entering, Cheongyeon sucked in a breath. Everything from his bag was scattered across the bed. Seeing the dried fish jerky, underwear, and clothes strewn about, his heart raced. If he had carelessly left the map of the Nok province flower shop in his bag… Muwon would have relentlessly questioned him, potentially putting the flower shop in danger.
After staring at the scattered items, Cheongyeon cautiously looked up at Muwon, who was sitting facing the door. He held the logbook Cheongyeon had been reading for days. He only glanced at him as he crossed his legs and looked at his notes.
As Cheongyeon hesitated to enter, Venus pushed him from behind. Propelled forward like a cannonball, the door slammed shut, leaving him alone with Muwon in the tight space. Cheongyeon took a step back and leaned his back against the closed door. Though not as cold as outside, the metal door sent a chill down his spine. Muwon seemed particularly displeased for some reason.
He casually unbuttoned his flamboyant shirt. Leaving a few buttons undone, he lazily took it off. Cheongyeon’s eyes flickered uneasily at this unexpected act. Was he planning to sleep? Should Cheongyeon tidy the bed first? Or would it be better to just leave and sleep in the corridor?
“So, how much are you willing to pay?”
He leaned back, arms draped over his thighs, smirking. Cheongyeon had glimpsed Muwon’s bare torso once before, but this was his first time seeing it in such closeness. The sight was more imposing than he remembered. Although the scars on Muwon’s upper body hinted at a life of hardship, they also exuded an intimidating presence.
Under the steady gaze, Cheongyeon couldn’t keep silent any longer.
“Seven…?”
Muwon only reached for the cigarette pack on the desk. Tapping it, he drew out a cigarette and placed it between his lips. As he lit it, the crackling sound of the burning tobacco grated on Cheongyeon’s nerves.
“Actually, eight seems fine too.”
The smoke dispersed like fog. Cheongyeon fought the urge to cough. but he didn’t want to offend him, so he held it in as long as he could and kept his expression calm. Despite the silence, Muwon remained unresponsive.
He said he had no intention of eating the flea’s liver…
“Then, nine….”
Cheongyeon cautiously observed Muwon’s expression. Suddenly, he stood up from his seat. At that, Cheongyeon pressed his body against the metal door. Muwon closed the gap in just a couple of steps, puffing on his cigarette as he looked down at the other.
As he reached out, Cheongyeon, startled, raised both arms in a defensive posture. With a hollow chuckle, he grabbed the doorknob and opened the cabin door. With a creak, the door swung open, and the acrid smoke of the cigarette seeped out. Without the support of the metal door, Cheongyeon supported his body, giving his legs as much strength as he could.
“I can’t give more than nine.”
Cheongyeon mumbled under Muwon’s imposing presence. The man extinguished his cigarette by rubbing it against the edge of the iron door.
Simultaneously, Cheongyeon’s wrist was seized. Dragged by the rough force, he stumbled and fell onto the bed. Lying amidst the scattered clothes, he hastily tried to get up. The man grasped Cheongyeon’s shirt hem and flipped it off. With a thud, he pressed down on his chest with his large hand.
“Fuck…”
Red marks from the rope were etched on Cheongyeon’s arms and chest. The swollen skin on the pale body looked strange, as if someone had marked territory. Muwon scanned the lines along the lines that narrowly avoided his nipples.
“Then, ni- nine point five.”
Cheongyeon’s voice trembled mercilessly. His voice sounded more desperate than when he was tied to the railing.
“Why, just round it up to ten then.”
Muwon chuckled.
Cheongyeon’s eyes were filled with confusion as to why this madman was behaving this way.
Muwon then undid his pants buckle. As the sound drew Cheongyeon’s gaze downward, his expression of shock revealed his failure to control his emotions. His erect member protruded from his underwear.
“I never thought I would get excited by being called manwhore, huh?”
He again gripped Cheongyeon’s cheek and made him pout like a crucian carp.
“Is it because such a dirty word came out of your damn noble mouth?”
Cheongyeon’s eyes widened enough to swallow the entire ship. How on earth did he…? His inner thoughts were openly floating out.
“Hey, even if you spend all the money in your socks, it’s not enough to buy a night with me.”
Desperate murmurs escaped his thick lips. He didn’t know what he was saying, it was evident that he intended to treat him like a prostitute and then dismiss him.
“Wow, Tae Muwon is really generous. I’ll sell for just twenty thousand hwan today.”
Muwon laughed, revealing his teeth. After letting go of Cheongyeon’s cheek, he pressed down on Cheongyeon’s chest again as he tried to run away. Though Cheongyeon struggled like a minnow, Muwon effortlessly removed his sneakers.
“Don’t…! Don’t do it! I won’t buy…!”
As Cheongyeon screamed, a wad of bills fell out from inside one of his shoes. He removed the other sock and grabbed both bundles of bills in his hands. As Cheongyeon struggled, the chest pressed against his palm rose and fell.
“I… I said it out of anger… It wasn’t sincere, really. I just… really. I know you’re not like that.”
Cheongyeon grabbed Muwon’s wrist, which was pressed against his chest, with both hands.
“You know what?”
He straddled Cheongyeon’s chest, pressing down firmly, while his hand pressed on the chest. A pointed nipple was caught by his fingertips.
“I don’t know, I don’t know.” Trapped between Muwon’s solid thighs like a rock, Cheongyeon repeated the same words.
“Do you see the stains on the mirror there?”
Muwon pointed towards the direction of the washbasin. The dry basin was visible even from here.
He withdrew his erect cock and casually placed it on Cheongyeon’s chest. Cheongyeon recoiled again at the weighty force. A pillar so hideous that it could almost barely cover his face poked his chin.
“I jerked off while thinking about pissing inside you.”
Pr: Sasa
OMG!!! 😱 😱😱
Woah!!! Here comes the action!
Dios empezó la acción!!
What is with the Tae brothers obsession with pissing inside someone??
Damn, Muwon! 😳 Well Cheongyeon, if you didn’t know how he truly felt about you before, you certainly do now! 😂
Oh My! 😧🫢