Taming the Obsessive Attachment

“Ugh, yes, you can…”

His voice was ragged, but he couldn’t help it.

“You can put it in. Now, inside me… your cock, just like this…”

Kwon Jae-jin swallowed his moan and tilted his neck. He thought he understood what Seo Eui-woo wanted.

Seo Eui-woo… was not satisfied with just this.

“Put it in and kiss me. Kissing… when you suck on my tongue, that’s what normal people call a kiss.”

“……”

“Non-awakened people, normal people, when they date, they do this with their partners… I like that.”

Jae-jin lifted his head, looking at the window with trembling eyes. He saw not his own reflection, but Seo Eui-woo’s face.

His calm gray eyes were ablaze with madness. Seo Eui-woo’s expression hardened, then his cheeks flushed, and a smile twisted his features—a mix of joy and desire.

It seemed as if Seo Eui-woo wanted to devour Jae-jin whole, to possess him completely.

“Ah, really…”

Seo Eui-woo muttered in a low, chilling voice. He withdrew his fingers from Jae-jin’s entrance and unbuckled his pants. He did exactly as Jae-jin said.

He gripped Jae-jin’s waist, pressing him against the window, and positioned his thick cock against the pink, quivering entrance. He rubbed the tip against the cleft a few times, then slapped it against the opening.

“So, a kiss… You should have told me sooner.”

“Ugh, and… for normal people, putting your genitals inside someone like this is called sex. Not guiding…”

“Yeah, I know what sex is. It’s for reproduction. Normal people do it to make babies. Mating.”

“No, that’s not it… People have sex even if they don’t want to get pregnant. Men do it with each other… They use contraception…”

Seo Eui-woo gripped Jae-jin’s tense buttocks and spread them wide. He thrust his thick, hard cock into the entrance that remembered his shape, stretching it wide.

“Ah!”

Even with his insides relaxed, it was a tight fit. Jae-jin panted, struggling to breathe.

Seo Eui-woo filled Kwon Jae-jin’s insides completely, licking his dry lips. No matter how deep he thrust, he couldn’t fully bury himself. He pushed in as far as the S-curve of the sigmoid colon, feeling Jae-jin’s abdomen bulge under his palm.

Jae-jin’s belly button was visibly pushed up, and the folds around it shifted with the pressure.

“Actually, I remembered. You once said that guiding for awakened ones is like an expression of affection for normal people.”

Seo Eui-woo chuckled, taking a deep breath before starting to move his hips. He thrust hard and deep, making Jae-jin’s belly ripple with each impact.

“You said this should feel good.”

“Ah! Ugh! Ah!”

“But you keep confusing me, saying some guiding feels good and some doesn’t. It’s annoying, so stop it.”

Seo Eui-woo did as Jae-jin wanted, having sex with him and kissing him. He turned Jae-jin’s face towards him, pressing their lips together. He pushed his tongue deep into Jae-jin’s mouth, sucking on his tongue.

He focused on the underside of Jae-jin’s tongue, making him moan helplessly. Jae-jin’s breath hitched, and he whimpered.

“See? You like this, right? Then why don’t you like it when I lick your eyes? Is it because it’s not kissing or sex?”

“Uh, the eyes… I don’t like it… It’s weird.”

“What’s weird about it? Is everything that’s not kissing or sex weird to you, Jae-jin?”

Seo Eui-woo bit Jae-jin’s lower lip and sucked on it.

“I love everything I do to you, Jae-jin. Don’t you feel the same?”

He gazed at Jae-jin’s flushed face, then reached between his legs.

“Even four years from now? Don’t you like anything else?”

He gripped Jae-jin’s erect cock, rubbing the tip with his thumb. The wet sounds were louder and more embarrassing this time.

“Ah! Ah!”

“What about here? This isn’t kissing or sex, but you’re still enjoying it.”

“No, it’s not… Ah! Fuck, stop.”

“Don’t just say you don’t like it. Just stay still. I told you, I’m not holding back anymore.”

“It’s weird. That’s… fuck, it’s weird…”

“Your whimpering is cute, but no. Just look at the window.”

Seo Eui-woo turned Jae-jin’s face back to the window. In the reflection, Jae-jin saw his own face—eyes glazed, lips parted and wet, cheeks and ears flushed red, eyebrows furrowed in pleasure.

“What’s so difficult, Jae-jin? Why do you have to be so picky and set so many boundaries?”

“Ah, ah…”

“Why do you have to be so complicated? Why do you draw the line so harshly?”

Seo Eui-woo muttered roughly, relentlessly thrusting his hips. His hand continued to stimulate Jae-jin’s front, overwhelming him with pleasure. Jae-jin struggled to lift his upper body, pinned against the window, but couldn’t overcome Seo Eui-woo’s force.

With each thrust, Jae-jin’s chest muscles pressed against the glass, and his breath fogged up the window.

“You won’t even let me read your memories.”

“Ah! Ugh! Wait… I think I’m going to… come again…”

“I’m not asking to erase them, just to read them. Do you have something to hide? Something dangerous?”

“Eui-woo, no, ah… There’s nothing! Nothing…”

“Then just show me.”

Kwon Jae-jin closed his eyes tightly and climaxed. Semen trickled out around Seo Eui-woo’s thumb, which was pressing against his urethra.

“Am I too difficult for you?”

Seo Eui-woo collected the semen dripping down the shaft and rubbed it around the tip, as if to push it back inside.

“Is twenty-year-old Eui-woo not enough for you?”

“Stop! Stop! Ugh, ah…”

Jae-jin shook his head vigorously.

A new sensation surged from his lower abdomen. Seo Eui-woo’s hand cupped his sensitive area, rubbing it persistently, while his cock thrust deeply inside, pressing against his bladder. The dual stimulation made Jae-jin feel an urgent need to urinate.

His body trembled and contracted involuntarily. Jae-jin pleaded with Seo Eui-woo, almost begging.

“Eui-woo, something… something’s wrong in the front. It feels… weird…”

Seo Eui-woo ignored him, toying with Jae-jin effortlessly. His gray eyes gleamed coldly, and he intensified his thrusts.

“Should I kneel and cry in front of you, Jae-jin?”

Jae-jin, at a loss, scratched the window with his nails. He couldn’t free his pinned body or escape Seo Eui-woo’s relentless penetration, let alone control his bladder.

“Is that what you want, Jae-jin? Will you do as I say?”

“Ugh, Eui-woo, something’s wrong, really. I can’t… hold it anymore…”

“Should I practice cooking and crying too?”

“No, ah… you bastard, ah!”

Jae-jin’s face paled as he struggled to hold back. He didn’t want to urinate on the staircase landing, especially not while pressed against a clear glass window. If he couldn’t hold it in, the stream would hit the window and splash like a fountain.

“Hah, hah!”

Seo Eui-woo changed the angle and thrust deeply into Jae-jin’s insides, as if to finish him off. The S-curve of his sigmoid colon trembled, feeling like it would burst open.

Startled, Jae-jin momentarily relaxed, and the liquid he had been desperately holding back began to flow out.

He thought he had urinated, but the liquid was clear and odorless.