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The moment Cheongyeon blurted out, Pegasus was caught by Tae Cheonoh, and Tae Cheonoh’s astonished gaze flew towards Cheongyeon. Since he was facing Cheongyeon, Tae Muwon’s expression could not be seen.
Unwittingly, Cheongyeon’s gaze drifted towards the shattered ashtray. The sharply broken pieces felt like they had flown into his heart, and lodged in it causing a throbbing pain. Having crossed Tae Muwon’s temper far more than the man who was just kicked out, Cheongyeon might have feared worse retaliation.
“Ah!”
He let out a scream. Suddenly, Muwon’s hand had grabbed his lower half out of nowhere. Feeling his genitals and scrotum tightly held, he curled up. As Muwon carelessly fondled, both centers of Cheongyeon’s body seemed to shrink.
“D- don’t!”
Cheongyeon grabbed Muwon’s wrist while curling up into a ball. The other laughed, manipulating the soft parts as he pleased.
“Wow, now I see that you’re actually quite fearless.”
Cheongyeon raised his head and glared at Muwon, full of wariness. His grip tightened, causing a tingling sensation in Cheongyeon’s lower abdomen as he exclaimed out loud again. If Muwon’s roughness increased, his parts might get crushed.
Putting his lips close to Cheongyeon’s ear, Muwon whispered.
“You said you get hard when you’re scared. But it’s so fucking soft now?”
Meanwhile, Cheongyeon was squeezing his wrist with all his might. His lower body, forcefully stimulated by the man’s large hand, began to react.
As Cheongyeon clenched his thighs, it seemed as though he was trapping Muwon’s hand. Muwon, whose wrist was tightened around Cheongyeon’s hand and between his thighs, was seized with the urge to have his cock in there instead of his hand.
Cheongyeon’s forehead, now sweaty, had fine hairs plastered to it. Muwon rubbed the smooth genitalia inside the underwear with his palm. Only a sweet and cool scent flowed from his hasty breaths, instead of the smell of strawberries.
“Because I’m not scared… Please let me go!”
Although glaring, Cheongyeon obviously looked terrified.
“Who’s the one who’s eating my hand?”
Realizing his defensive stance was actually holding Muwon’s hand tight with his thighs and hands, Cheongyeon quickly lifted his waist and spread his legs apart. At the revealing posture, Muwon, amused, leaned forward pressing on the center with the freed hand.
Since that didn’t work, Cheongyeon tried to pull him off only with the strength of his hands. However, since his strength was no match for him, he raised his teeth and bit off Tae Muwon’s forearm. It was such reckless courage that even Cheongyeon himself didn’t know where it came from.
“Shit,” Tae Muwon let out a harsh curse. Cheongyeon flinched but didn’t loosen his grip. Then, Muwon grasped his chin with the hand pulled away from his center.
Cheongyeon, preparing to be hit with a fist, closed his eyes tightly. However, Tae Muwon merely pushed down the lower lip with his thumb, then lifted the upper lip. Wondering what he was doing, Cheongyeon peeked open his eyes to see Muwon scrutinizing his teeth.
“Even these are damn tiny.”
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As soon as Muwon released his chin, Cheongyeon quickly grabbed his backpack, placing it on his legs. Then, he clamped his lips shut. Muwon, slowly stroking his bitten forearm, tilted his head and asked.
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Tae Cheonoh was worried that the apothecary’s face might end up in the fruit plate. If that pretty face was crushed, it would be the loss of Cheonghwa Town, no, of all the continents.
However, the situation now was strange. Tae Muwon, who precisely hated men, was grabbing the apothecary’s member, and not only that, but his penis was erect as well. The corner of his mouth was tugged up as he looked at the back of Cheongyeon’s neck with his head down, as though there was something so funny.
“Hey.”
“…”
“Do you really want the Peira?”
Tae Cheonoh watched the two with interest. He was so focused that even though he had walked to the front of the wooden stand to place Pegasus on it, it was still placed on his forearm.
“That’d be big trouble.”
Despite Muwon’s words, Cheongyeon remained silent.
“Then I should have something too.”
Cheongyeon’s shoulder twitched as he clutched his bag.
“I can’t give it away to someone I haven’t tried yet.”
‘Wow, this guy’s playing tricks,’ Tae Cheonoh laughed incredulously, thinking of using this line himself sometime.
“Should I try it first and judge for myself then?”
Muwon, leaning down to meet Cheongyeon’s gaze, asked with an implicit smile.
“From now on, if you don’t respond, I’ll take it all as yes?”
“You have no intention of giving it to me.”
“Why, I might.”
Muwon brushed the back of Cheongyeon’s neck with his fingertips. As Cheongyeon continuously moved back to avoid him, his back pressed against the sofa’s armrest. With no place to retreat, he leaned his back against the armrest’s edge and held his head up, still clutching his backpack.
“I don’t… sleep with men.”
“Don’t sleep with men? You’re making our boss sad. Isn’t that right, Cheonoh?”
Muwon called out to Tae Cheonoh, who was thoroughly enjoying the spectacle. Tae Cheonoh belatedly put Pegasus on the wooden stand and walked over, scratching his cheek.
“Um, everyone has their own tastes. But tastes change, don’t they? Just like Muwon’s taste wasn’t for men before, but it seems to have changed.”
He then subtly hinted at Cheongyeon.
“Muwon, he’s a bit rough, but when he really gives his heart, he’s real genuine.”
His tone was stiffer than reading a book. Anyone listening might think it was a joke, but for Tae Cheonoh, he simply wished for the two to get along well.
It was the first time Tae Muwon showed such interest in someone. He had thought the gentle apothecary would be a good match for Muwon, but Cheongyeon turned out to have a temperament that was subtle but steadfast. Tae Cheonoh was so surprised that when Cheongyeon bit Muwon’s forearm, he would have fluttered and flown away if he had wings.
As Tae Cheonoh was struggling to express, Muwon sarcastically asked,
“Ah, I have to give my heart too?”
Just as Tae Cheonoh was about to scold Muwon with a look of ’this guy is pouring cold water on me,’ the door opened with a knock. People with musical instruments came in in order. Hwang Ran bowed in with a total of four members of the quartet.
“This is the most outstanding band in Nok. I know Muwon’s tastes perfectly, don’t I?”
The quartet took their seats behind the sofa. There were two violinists, a cellist and a violist. As Hwang Ran clapped, the cellist began to tune first.
Caught off guard, Cheongyeon blinked in confusion. While there were guitar singers in Cheonghwa Town, this was his first experience with formal classical music.
“Come come, let me, Hwang Ran, pour a drink for the two wonderful people of Peira.”
Hwang Ran boasted about the whiskey he had struggled to acquire and filled Muwon’s glass. Then, he tilted the bottle towards Tae Cheonoh, and next, Cheongyeon. Cheongyeon covered his glass with his hand and refused the drink. Nevertheless, he was still clutching his backpack.
“Hey, I’m asking you, do I really have to give you my heart?”
Muwon suddenly took the glass from under Cheongyeon’s palm.
“…Then I’ll make another wish, not the Peira ship.”
“You don’t want my heart?”
“…” Cheongyeon avoided answering.
“From now on, if you don’t respond, I’ll take it all as yes?” He hoped that he would interpret it like that.
“Fuck my heart, don’t bother wasting.”
Then he lost his temper again.
“Muwon-nim…”
“Hm.”
He did not mean to say his name but was about to say something when Muwon responded first.
“I just hope Muwon-nim keep the promise you made to me.”
Muwon stared at Cheongyeon silently for a moment. Then, he downed the glass filled with the amber liquid in one gulp. Feeling the chilling atmosphere, Hwang Ran glanced at Tae Cheonoh, who shrugged and just drank. Hwang Ran thought about it, he left with a lame excuse, saying that he had more valuable alcohol and that he would bring it with him.
Amidst the ensuing silence, Cheongyeon mentioned his promise.
“You said… you would not come looking for me. It turned out this way because I boarded Peira this time… but it might be better if we don’t see each other in the future…”
As he spoke, the classical performance intertwined. He had sensed it just now, but the scene of Muwon surrounded by the string quartet’s music was bizarre. Slamming the beer glass and singing weren’t typical of pirates.
Cheongyeon was a little impressed by the lively performance heard right behind him. The sound of the cello, embracing the high-pitched violin, gently swept through both ears.
While he was admiring it, Tae Muwon personally grabbed the liquor bottle and poured an amount much larger than before into a glass.
“Wow, did I get dumped?”
He smiled languidly, as if he wasn’t in a bad mood, and took another sip of his drink. Cheongyeon thought that the lower the cello’s note went, the more it resembled Tae Muwon’s voice. He wondered if he liked bass. It was the first time he thought of this. When Cheongyeon came to Nok, there were so many things he experienced for the first time.
“Cheongyeon, considering Muwon, he has a big dick, I mean, his looks are outstanding, and his wealth is no joke. You won’t be able to find someone like this anywhere else. Honestly, even when our clan was scattered-”
Bang! At that moment, Tae Muwon slammed the empty glass on the table, breaking it into several pieces. “This bastard, what a temper,” Tae Cheonoh shook his head. Despite the commotion, the music played on without a hitch.
“I’m going to Hwang Province tomorrow.”
The Hwang Province? Cheongyeon’s eyes filled with curiosity. Hwang was an inland region deep inside the 1st Continent.
“There’s a Hwa there, I heard?”
Cheongyeon took in a breath sharply. But he deliberately closed and opened his eyes slowly, not to show any agitation.
“Aren’t you curious? After I accused you of being a Hwa and condemned you, but what about the real Hwa clan?”
Hwa clan… A member of his own clan whom he had never seen except for his mother and nanny. It was such appealing talk.
“Come with me to Hwang.”
As Muwon swirled his glass, a whirlpool formed inside. He spoke with a considerably sweeter voice.
“If I can’t seduce you on the way, I’ll give you half of the ship Peira.”
Muwon is not gonna give up easily anymore I don’t think
When it comes to pursuing Cheongyeon as his lover I mean
He’s definitely insane. But if course my yeonie deserves half of the Piera with all the grief Muwon has given him.
Lol Muwon will fall hard damn,I bet he’ll give Cheongyeon anything he wants
Hmmm…let’s see. You abuse him physically, sexually, mentally and emotionally and occasionally you’re “nice” to him, buying him things and giving him money. Yeah, that doesn’t work on Cheongyeon. You’re going to have to try harder on your field trip. 😂 Thanks for the chapter!
Thank you for the chapter, Misa! 🤗
Half of peira? Come on muwon, u could do better than that.