CNA BOOK 6 - 1 - (2/2)

As Zhenya retreated while wiping the inner wall thickly , Kwon Taekjoo' s knees, which had

been spread wide apart, trembled. He shivered. He clenched his molars and held his breath when he thrust in again and stirred and crushed the weak spot. His thigh muscles were

faithful to the stimulation given and throbbed. His already erect penis also flipped over and

drooled. Zhenya, who had been watching the scene, raised the corners of his mouth.

[Taekjoo. Now , just poking here makes me dizzy .]

[Fuck... Stop squirming and put it in quickly .]

[I want to live up to your expectations, but. No matter how much you like pain, it's too early

now.]

[Haa, when did your little brat get that kind of, ugh, thing.]

[There's no need to do something that will make you hate him.]

He quickly reached out and grabbed the back of Zhenya' s head. As a result, his forehead and Kwon Taekjoo' s forehead met hard. Kwon Taekjoo glared at the bastard' s eyes that had

widened at the unexpected development and growled.

[So put it in, right now .]

[...Huh?]

Zhenya made a face as if he had been hit, and then grinned. For a moment, it seemed as if his

blue eyes were sparkling, whether it was an illusion or not. Soon, the bastard' s fingers that

had been filling the hole completely withdrew . Then, a heavy , hot lump of flesh suddenly

touched it.

[Is this how you get to be pretty?]

Zhenya squeezed his penis in while pushing it in. The hole that had been soft expanded to its

full size in an instant and swallowed the bastard' s flesh. The mucous membrane that had been ticklish enough to be nervous twitches under the immense pressure. As the penis was pushed in further and further , the corners of Zhenya mouth went up. The bastard' s flesh also shuddered strongly and enjoyed the soft flesh inside. Kwon Taekjoo' s hands, which were holding the back of the bastard' s head and arms, tightened their grip.

Soon after , Zhenya' s pelvis and Kwon Taekjoo' s cheeks collided with a thud. At the same time, a thick vein appeared on Zhenya' s smooth forehead. His pupils also contracted and fluffy hairs stood out on his cheeks.

[Haa... Taekjoo.]

"Ah, uh..."

Zhenya buried his face in Kwon Taekjoo' s head out of habit. He rubbed his jet-black hair

against his nose and kissed him carelessly . The bastard' s penis, which was full inside his

stomach, also twitched as it was, enjoying the firm tightness. It felt like his stomach and

abdominal muscles were being pulled and entangled. The line between discomfort and pleasure was unclear . The pain and pleasure were the same. His organs were all crushed and his stomach was bloated, but he was also very anxious. Ironically , he wanted to escape from the suffocating feeling that was suffocating him, but he wanted to be fucked so hard that he wouldn' t even think about it.

[Ugh... Zhenya. Hurry up....]

[Yes, Lord. As much as you want.]

Zhenya whispered in a very intoxicated tone.

The next moment, the bastard' s penis pulled out in an instant and was slammed in without

mercy, making a thud, thud, thud sound.

"Ah, thud...! Eung, ung... Geuj... Ah!"

[Haa, hah, Taekjoo... Taekjoo....]

The big insertion of the heavy guy smashed the perineum. The tingling sensation that had

been triggered there spread to his extremities. His hips trembled with the crushing burn.

Zhenya dug in before the after glow faded. It was as if he was trying to imprint himself on the inner wall of Kwon Taekjoo and tame him quickly . A fistfight broke out in the bathroom, but soon the sound of this believably violent friction reverberated non-stop. It was so irritating that it made his ears and head tingle.

The nape of his neck and back felt a sudden chill and then a burning sensation in his pelvis.

The pain and pressure of insertion gradually become sweeter . It turned into a pain of luck.

Kwon Taekjoo was pressed and entangled in his massive body , constantly piercing it, trying

to get a bigger and sweeter heat, and he couldn't hold back his moan.

"Ugh, ugh, yes, yes, uhh!"

[Yes, Taekjoo... Do you like it? Huh... Okay , Taekjoo?]

[Oh, there, there, there, oh there! Ugh! Ugh!]

[Ugh... Here? Like this? Yes?, like this?]

[Ugh! Laugh! Ugh! Ugh! Fuck, fuck, chew •••]

A nervous moan erupted. Zhenya seemed to agree, squeezing the hole faster and faster . The inside flesh that had been randomly smashed on the outside of his lumpy penis became hot, and the scent of the heated body oil became even more intense. He didn't know if it was the intoxication of the scent or the heat that was boiling his whole body .

The back of his violently beaten thighs burned bright red, burning and sore. As he reached

out to restrain him, Zhenya grabbed him by the arm and pressed it against the wall. Then, he

pressed the lower half of his body together and squeezed his body even more.

[Whoo, yes, wait, yes, ugh, ugh!]

[Taekjoo... Hah, Taekjoo....]

If you flinch even a little from the stimulus that comes with it, it will thrust him down even

more violently , breaking the very little boundary . As if to tell him to surrender , he collapsed into a mess under the fierce onslaught.

"Ugh, yes, ah"

In the middle of a frenzy , he slipped on body oil. For a moment, he reflexively hugged

Zhenya' s neck tightly . Then, like a lie, Zhenya' s movement stops. The hole where he had helplessly caught his penis was also squirming, bitten by the heated flesh.

"Hah Ugh...."

[Huh...]

For a moment, their eyes met. They were both so excited that they were ready to bite each

other's necks at any moment. His breath was rough and hot. Kwon Taekjoo scowled at Zhenya as if it was going to pierce him, slowly twisting his lower body. Little by little, his penis, which had been half-bitten by the hole, was sucked inside. Immediately after swallowing his reddened genitals, Kwon T aekjoo's abdominal muscles suddenly became clear . At the same time, the inner wall tightened, squeezing Zhenya' s penis without mercy .

[Huh, huh... Ugh... Taekjoo, how to do it....]

Zhenya' s eyebrows furrowed at the unexpected agonising pleasure. The corners of his eyes, of course, his ears, his neck turned bright red. The corners of his mouth kept going up and goosebumps appeared on his cheeks. His lar ge body trembled slightly at the intense

sensuality . Kwon Taekjoo watched the change with pleasure and chuckled.

[I love it, kid.]

[What?]

Zhenya twisted his lips and looked at Kwon T aekjoo. His blue eyes that contained him were

soaked in deep joy . He kept giggling as if he was shocked by the unexpected counterattack.

[Where on earth did you learn such a sound? Do they teach men this kind of thing in your

country?]

[They do. Only kids learn and practise it.]

[Oh, so you were born with it?]

[I've always been good at applying it.]

Kwon Taekjoo grinned and shook his lower body . The penis that was tightly bitten into his

hole was slowly swallowed and then spit out, turning red. When he sucked it in, the soft

mucous membrane tightly surrounded the surface of the penis and pressed it, and when he spit it out, the hard hole squeezed the penis as if it was going to eat it. With the intense pleasure, thick blood vessels appeared not only in the penis but also in the lower abdomen.

[Haa, laugh, uh... Taekjoo, um... a little

more....]

Zhenya faithfully swallowed the sweet honey that Kwon T aekjoo gave him. As he watched

the bastard suf fering happily , the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Kwon Taekjoo pulled

the bastard's pretty ripe face closer and buried his lips in his ear . He continued to lick the cold earlobe and whispered in a low voice.

[Zhenya, do you like it?]

Zhenya' s clear breathing suddenly became quiet. For a moment, the bastard's back seemed to swell up. The bastard clenched his molars and his cheeks, which had been touching each other, stiffened. It felt like a lot. He grinned heartily and pressed his stomach tightly , pressing hard against his penis and at the same time squeezing against his abdomen.

[Huh, huh... Your fuck, I don't know what to do in this? I'm shaking so much that I'm all

throbbing here.]

[... Huh?]

Zhenya smirked in disbelief, rubbing his head against Kwon Taekjoo' s shoulder . Next, he is

the slanted waist of Kwon T aekjoo and licked it from his neck to his ear . He was a dog, but

his nature was not very good. This time was no different.

"I'm going to be so fussy inside and out, but I have to live up to their expectations."

A distinctively fishy voice foreshadowed the hardships to come. Afterwards, Zhenya' s penis, which had been gently bitten, was pulled out. In hindsight, he tried to tighten it as hard as he could, but it was no use. Leaving only the glans, the penis that had escaped to the end swirled gently around the entrance, and then it was slammed into the hook in one fell swoop. It was struck so hard that it made a popping sound, and it stabbed from his pelvis to his spine.

"Ugh, chew ...."

The violently scratched mucous membrane lingered, belatedly wrapping itself around his

genitals, trying to bite him. But Zhenya immediately withdrew , and then went back to roots. He threw it in.

"Whoa! Ugh... Fuck."

Kwon Taekjoo let out a groan that sounded like a scream. His fingertips, stif f in pain, slammed into Zhenya' s shoulders and back. Zhenya didn't care, and continued with a deep,

swift gesture as if to punish the previous provocation. His gaze is fixed on Kwon Taekjoo, who is constantly scowling at him, and he hits the roots one after the other at once.

[Ugh! Oh, ugh! Ugh! Ugh! You bastard... Ugh! I'm a little older ... Ugh, ahh]

"Oh, you're building it again, you wanted it, T aekjoo."

Suddenly , he changed the angle of insertion and crushed one side of the inner wall. For a

moment, Kwon Taekjoo' s mouth fell shut. The tip of his jaw tightened. He could feel his stiff

spine twitching.

Zhenya' s lips made a long, silent arc. Shortly thereafter , his penis, which had been pushed

out, had just poked at the spot. Kwon T aekjoo clenched and crumbled. He didn't miss the

opportunity and rushed relentlessly, relentlessly searching for only one place. Crushed andclumped in the depths of the belly , until finally in the back of the mind

The sur ging current let out a federal irritated groan.

"Ugh! Ugh! That's it, oh, clothes, ugh!"

[Bite and bite like this, huh?]

A waterfall of pleasure comparable to pain poured out. His whole body was on edge, and he could clearly feel every strand of his hair . The hot bastard's penis was ready to make a hole in his belly . A piece of the flesh that had been crushed inside was pulled out violently , and then it came out of the flesh and then fell into shapeless again. It was like a flash of lightning in front of him. He clenched his molars and held it in, but slimy saliva dripped down his chin.

Zhenya punishes him by licking his lipsIt was a long time ago. He bit his tongue in fear of

digging inside, but he ignored it as if he was used to it. His irritable tongue mixed with each

other, and there was a faint taste of blood, which was quickly neutralised by the sweet saliva that had been infested with it. Every time Zhenya' s penis pierced and stirred his intimate flesh, Kwon T aekjoo' s tongue flushed and steadily responded. The corners of Zhenya' s mouth twitched.

"Wooh, whoo, ooh, uhh Oo!"

Even as they pressed their lips together , the speed at which Zhenya' s penis moved in and out didn't slow down at all. There was still a drop that drove from the tip to the end of the root at once. Now , every time he get pierced by just brushing it, he let out a deep exhalation. Zhenya swallowed every breath he had. He grunted and struggled to breathe, until he finally patted Zhenya to let him go. Even so, he even grabbed Kwon Taekjoo's chin and continued to kiss him stubbornly . When he stubbornly turned his head away from him, he immediately chased after him and kissed him again. The root of his tongue tingled and his entire jaw was stiff.

[It's... Ten thousand! Hah]

Using his survival instincts, he pushed Zhenya's chin upwards. Only then was he able to let out the breath he had been holding back. He was so suppressed that his lungs were throbbing. All the while, Zhenya kept digging underneath. His pupils dozed off. He seemed to lose his mind. Apparently , he had to take it out first. He buried his head in Zhenya' s neck and squeezed the hole with difficulty. Then he bit and sucked on his skin. Perhaps it was a mistake, but his throat was visibly heaving.

Immediately after that, his arms clasped around his body , as if they were going to crush him. Then his penis exploded. He felt like he was about to fall out, but he couldn't hold on to it. He could only take in the earnest desires it poured out.

"Ugh, ugh, ha, yaw , yes, ugh, yes, yuck, yes, yes, ugh! Hey , yes!"

[Hah, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh,]

Zhenya furrowed his brow and slammed his face into Kwon T aekjoo' s thick hair . He inhales the thickened body odour of Kwon T aekjoo and spurs his hips. A tingling sensation made his whole body rumble. Now it is dif ficult to distinguish what is pleasure and what is pain. It didn't make any sense. His mind was in a daze as his brain was bubbling up, and he closed his eyes and waited desperately for the final blow .

"Ugh, yes, clothes, stop, that's, uhh"

[Hah, uhh]

It crashed with a thud. At the same time, his penis flinched as it was struck in the deepest part of his belly . In addition, there was a sensation of heat that was quite dif ferent from what had been done before. Zhenya pushed the floor he was stepping on into a corner even more, bringing his already tightly touching body closer together . There was a growl in the back of his throat as he held his breath. Zhenya, who had been standing still for a moment, let out a long exhale and slowly stepped back, then thrust downwards again.

At that moment, the bastard's penis exploded whiteley , shaking its huge body . The inner walls, which had been swept away and had become hot, were covered in sticky semen and squelched in the thick aftertaste.

[Hah Taekjoo.]

"Ugh... Ugh...."

Zhenya called out to Yeonshin Kwon Taekjoo and rubbed his face against his hair . Even

though his whole body is drenched in sweat, he kisses without hesitation. He didn't have the

energy to dry it out, so he hugged it and squirmed.

[... How can it be harder to roll around with you than it is to roll around outside.]

"Y ou did a good job of that, but you must have accumulated a lot of it, right?"

Zhenya scooped up that splattered on his clothes. Then he spread his fingers and dripped white mucus and played. Bastard's Hand he slapped it of f.

[Clean it up, bastard.]

People are disgusted, but they keep fuzzling about what's so funny . He clicked his tongue in approval and looked around. His throat was still dry . He couldn't swallow . He thinks he saw bottled water somewhere. Soon I found bottled water on the sink. He hurriedly reached out, but he couldn't reach it. Kwon T aekjoo patted Zhenya on the shoulder , who was still hugging him like he was crushing him.

[Hey, let it go, I'm thirsty , stop washing I'm going to have to do it.]

[Y es.]

Zhenya nodded sheepishly . But that's not all, he didn't move. Instead, he held each of his

hands up one by one and pressed them against the wall. What the hell, he was about to protest, but his lips touched. Before he knew how to react, his thick tongue slid into his mouth. He' s going to quench his thirst with a kiss. He doesn't think he's jealous of the bottled water , and he doesn't want to run away for even a second. He couldn't understand what he was thinking at first, but there was no reason why he couldn't accept him if he felt sorry for him when they went on vacation together and then went to

work again. A guy the size of a house is grumpy like a child.

He thought it was a little cute, so he sucked his tongue on it. But instead of getting sick, he was thirstier . He winced out of breath. The word "stop" didn't sound like a complete word, as Zhenya pressed his tongue against Kwon T aekjoo's tongue. Zhenya swept slowly up both wrists of Kwon T aekjoo and stubbornly clasped his clenched fist into his hand, and then his right arm dragged a little further up, and something touched his fingertips. It looked like a long bar -shaped faucet. The sudden stream of water that poured over the head was proof of this.

[Uh, haa, haa, what are you doing...!]

He barely opened his mouth and shouted, then stopped. Zhenya in front of his was already

drenched. Drops of water on the tip of his nose and chin dripped, dripped, and dripped onto Kwon Taekjoo' s face. Each strand of the pale bastard's eyelashes dangled and fell of f, patting him on the cheek. Each moment slowly caught his eye. Looking down at Kwon Taekjoo, his uncolored eyes seemed to sparkle more transparently than ever . He burst out laughing.

[You nasty bastard... you're so untrustworthy .]

[I don't know what you're talking about?]

Zhenya grinned, and slowly opened his mouth against the impulse of the bastard.He stuck out his red tongue. Drops of water moistened his tongue. He licked his thick bottom lip with his wet tongue and stared directly at Zhenya, who was at home with him. Zhenya' s mouth

fluttered in plain sight. His eyelashes twitched. He's still thirsty .

He slid his head out and drank the drops of water on Zhenya' s chin. He stuck out his tongue and licked it from the bridge of his throat to his face, and held it sweetly in his earlobe. That amount of moisture wasn't enough to wet the back of his throat. He knew it was going to be tantalising, but he couldn't stop. Ivory hair and slick face, flowing streams of water conver ged into one, Dodd. It cracked in the thick throat. For some reason, it was a sad sight to watch. Kwon Taekjoo sucked on the bone. A muf fled moan erupted from the back of Zhenya' s throat. his brow furrowed again.

[... Yevgeny. Now let it go.]

He parted his lips aloud and commanded in a locked throat. Then, Zhenya' s grip loosened

from his wrist like a lie. He grabbed him around his neck with his free arms, and Zhenya picked him up as if he had been waiting for him. Kwon Taekjoo' s legs wrapped around his waist.

The two of them look at each other's foreheads, cheeks, lips, and ears . They kissed each other frantically . His genitals were pushed into his groyne and his body was

pressed against Kwon T aekjoo' s penis. The incessant stream of water was the perfect

lubricant. The heat that hadn't subsided yet quickly warmed his body . It wasn't long before Zhenya pressed his stif fened penis against Kwon Taekjoo' s buttocks.

But he didn't insert it carelessly . He just licked Kwon Taekjoo' s wet cheek and kissed him

casually , waiting for him to melt. Kwon Taekjoo' s body, which had been stif f due to his posture, began to soften a little. Thickening in the mouth His tongue gradually became mushy , and his hole gently wrapped around the glans of Zhenya, which was only touching. Soon, his penis slid beneath the rust. Kwon Taekjoo, who was about to hang lazily , let out a groan and instinctively hugged him tightly.

[Ugh... Ugh... Slowly ....]

[Yes, as much as you want.]

Zhenya skillfully hugged Kwon Taekjoo, who was clinging to him with his whole body , and

began to gluttonize gracefully on the sweet flesh that contrasted with his firm body . The

sound of the water in the shower never stopped. As soon as he finished taking a shower , he stretched out on the bed. His body was limp and he couldn't lift a finger . He didn't have time to pay attention to what time it was or what was going on the Cuban side. His consciousness was so dazed that he was about to sink into the abyss.

Zhenya moved closer to the bed. Matris tilted to one side by his weight, and the guy who was

looking down at Kwon Taek Joo suddenly grabbed one of his arms. He grabbed his head and turned it so that his head was facing the head of the bed. In the hands of others. Can he leave himself to that? The reason, which was as small as the finger of his hand, protested slightly , but he wondered what it was like to be a lover . There had been a time in the past when life and death had been in this hand, but now it was refreshing to feel at ease instead of being wary .

"... Uh-huh."

The back of his head sank into a soft pillow . He sensed a white hand approaching his face. He guessed that Zhenya was trying to touch him, so he gently slapped his cheeks. Then, he

flinched at the unexpected touch and lifted his eyelids. Soon, he could see the skiing clattering in the transparent glass. He opened his mouth and shut it up. Throat locked It was because the voice didn't come out right away .

He cleared his throat and opened his mouth again.

"Hey, you're going to end up with someone who's thirsty ..."

"Taekjoo, no matter how much you enjoy being sick, you can't afford to endure unnecessary

pain."

[What are you talking about?]

He furrowed his brows, tossed and turned, and then flinched. His body was as heavy as wet

cotton, and there was a muf fled pain everywhere. It didn't seem to be just the aftermath of sex. He just lifted his head and looked down at himself. Thanks to the shower , his skin is pretty clean. He was losing. There were large and small dressing bands everywhere. The slender scratches

were all smoothed together . It looked like ointment had been applied. He thought there were quite a few lacerations that needed to be sewn up, but he guessed they were all sewn up by hand.

He slid the band-aid of f his arm. The nail-width wound was tightly stitched. Even if the size and interval of each stitch were fixed and sewn, it would be believable. It was ridiculous, so he burst out laughing.

"Well, I've sewn something like this, I'm excited to touch other people's flesh, again."

[No way . Such small scratches are surprisingly scarred. Now I'm the only one who can leave a mark on your body , right?!]

Zhenya smirked at his smugness and uttered unfailing sophistry . He must be crazy .

That ridiculous nonsense sounds romantic. It was clear what had happened to his head from the impact of the explosion. The taste of this deep part has gone. Is it madness? Thinking about it, he squirmed and straightened up. Before he knew it, a groaning sound leaked out. Zhenya shook the glass in front of him.

"Drink, I've given up the painkillers, but they'll be ef fective soon."

He obediently snatched the glass and moistened it from the neck up. His dry stomach was moist. At the same time, a burning sensation spread from his oesophagus to his stomach, but the aroma was so good that he took another sip. He didn't drink alcohol worth the price of a house, so the public didn't go. He quickly handed the empty glass to Zhenya.

[Would you like another drink?]

[....no, that's it.]

Certainly , thanks to Zhenya' s treatment, he didn't have any major pains. He said he had taken painkillers, his feelings were dulled by accumulated fatigue, and he had even been drinking, so he didn't know if it was natural. In the meantime, the problem is the stif fness of the lower back and the buttocks. The only subtle sensation inside was that it hadn't been dulled. He wonders if he'd be crushed again.

He had lost consciousness halfway through and didn't know how much he had done,

and of course, there would be no more obvious evidence than the state of his body . In any

case, once it is triggered, it will pounce as if it will kill a person.

"Hah... You can't do that if you cover it up and make it pretty ."

[What are you talking about, in Russian.]

He thinks he should learn Korean, but he' s trying to control himself so that he doesn't talk to himself. He didn't hesitate.

[Are you in heat 365 days a year? That all night on someone who barely survived. Do it?]

[What do you mean, if it's last night's sex, you brought it upon yourself.]

Zhenya said he told him to wash up, and came out brazenly . It's like Kwon Taekjoo wouldn't

have had sex if he had taken a shower . He shook his head. Then he examined his body again. The skin was covered in wounds and

kiss marks. The bruises that had formed before he met Zhenya had been replaced by a new congestion. Was that the fact that he was enough to leave a mark on Kwon Taekjoo's body? There was a long sigh.

[They've been bitten so much, anyone would think they're zombies.]

"Well, you don't have a taste for cannibalism, do you?"

[How dare you?]

[Oh, by the way , I left this place out.]

Zhenya suddenly let out a quiet gasp and added something he didn't understand. Then he picked up the ointment from the bedside table. He opened the lid and grabbed some of the ointment in his hand and rubbed it on Kwon Taekjoo' s nipple. The flesh that had been bitten and sucked by it all night was gently crushed. The subtle sensation was frowned upon.

[Ugh, don't do it, bastard.]

[Are you ashamed of yourself?]

"When are you going to get out of your infantile regression?"

[Am I an infantile regression?]

"Why are you so obsessed with your boobs?"

"Even if you do, you don't have to force yourself to get over it, you like it quite a bit."

He grabbed his left breast. Then he tilted his head and whispered in a deep voice.

[Yesterday I wrapped it up with just my boobs once.]

Zhenya' s sharp nose is the earlobe of Kwon Taekjoo and the scruff of the neck. Naturally , he tried to bite his neck, but he covered his chin with his hand.

[That's it.]

[What?]

[I'm not going to fall for your work anymore.]

[What trick did I do?]

Zhenya had a look on his face that he didn't know at all, and it was disgusting to see that

Kwon Taekjoo himself had washed himself thoroughly and changed into clean clothes while he was asleep.

[Pretending to be so pretty doesn't work. I'm immune.]

[Am I pretty in your eyes?]

He replied a beat late, laughed out loud, and teasingly said,

"After all, I was your preference from the beginning, right?"

His fists clenched involuntarily . He just wanted to slap this cute and ugly guy just once. He

struggled to reach out with his fist.

[Stop talking, give me your phone.]

Zhenya tilted his head at the sudden request. The playful laughter was gone.

[Why the pawn?]

[The communicator is broken, so I can't contact the headquarters. I don't have one. My phone and gun were all blown away .]

[By the way?]

['By the way', I have to report on the progress of one way or another .]

[I'm just thinking about working in this situation.]

[I'm not doing this to finish it.]

Quickly , he waved his hands up and down.

Zhenya reluctantly handed him his handphone. It would be nice if they could even loosen the

lock, but they don't have that kind of flexibility right now . With a small sigh, he shoved his phone close to Zhenya' s face. In a way , the reality beyond felt more surreal than the Earl Oyster on the screen. Facial recognition is over

The reason why he stared at Zhenya for a while was he wondered if he read those tired eyes.

Zhenya glided toward his picture-like face. The tip of his nose brushed against each other ,

and his lips gently touched. Kwon Taekjoo lowered his eyes to admire Zhenya' s face, and

then opened his mouth slightly , and his thick tongue rushed in, licking his dry lips. The

lukewarm exhalation and saliva soaked together , staining the bitter mouth with a sweet tinge. The upper part of the mucous membrane that he had for gotten was rubbing, but Zhenya' s gesture of sucking his tongue was quite careful and sad, and he couldn't help but push it away. As was his habit, he gently grabbed Zhenya' s hand as he pressed it down on both shoulders. He couldn't be satisfied with a single kiss, so he lightly kissed him.

[Wait, just a minute.]

Zhenya stubbornly clung to him, but he didn't disturb him. It's like he' s learned that if he has

a little patience, he'll get a sweeter reward. The monster , which had never been tamed by

anyone, now seemed to be a dog that only carved its owner's af fection. Kwon Taekjoo tapped the keypad as he stroked Zhenya' s hair, rubbing his face against his neck. In case of possible eavesdropping, call Yoon Jong-woo's SNS messenger account he walked. He was worried about the communication because it was on the sea, but the beep

started to drop immediately .

However , no matter how long he waited, it was not resolved by phone. After all, there was an emergency at the headquarters. He was about to write a message. The cell phone in his hand rang, and it vibrated to signal the incoming message.

Hello. Mr . Bogdanov . I'm sorry that I couldn't answer your call. I'm in a meeting.

He chuckled at the slap in the face. As for the phone If it was an emergency that couldn't be

answered, there wouldn't even be time to send such a message to an outsider . Therefore, the

current meeting was an excuse. He replied right away .

If you don't want to die, pick up the phone.

As soon as he sent the message, he touched the call button. The familiar ringtone dropped

again and soon stopped. Then, he heard the voice of Yoon Jong-woo that he had been waiting for.

- Oh, hello? Yess, Mr. Yevgeny.

"Um... It's been a while. How are you?"

- I'm fine. Thank you, Zhenya. Why are you stammering and making a fuss like that?

"...Huh?"

"Huh, what are you doing?"

- Are you senior? Senior Taekjoo? Senior! What happened! Are you okay?

"My ears hurt, brat. I called because I'm okay ."

- Are you hurt anywhere? I was worried because there was a big explosion at the operation site! All communications were cut off, and you haven't contacted me for a whole day! I was so worried because I thought you were really going to get hurt!

"I didn't mean to make a joke like that! Where are you now? Are you safe? Have you eaten?"

"I'm going to have a hard time. Ask me one question at a time."

[That junior guy again.]

Zhenya, who had been quietly eavesdropping, interjected with a displeased expression. Did

Yoon Jong-woo hear that voice? He heard a gasp from the other end of the phone.

- Are you with Yevgeny? Oh, this account is his too.

"Why did he say 'That's him? You two are friends?"

- Don't make friends on your own, senior . I have no intention of doing that!

"Use your brain. If you were at least friends, wouldn't he think twice before he tries to kill

you?"

- That... is that so? Oh, that's not the important thing. But why is Mr . Yevgeny there?

"He just happened to be passing by . He came to buy some cigars."

- Huh?

He snickered at Yoon Jong-woo's reaction and glanced at Zhenya.

[See? I told you not to believe you?]

Zhenya raised his eyebrows, not knowing what was being said. Yoon Jong-woo was also

unaware of the situation.

- Senior?

"Just talking to myself. My communicator is broken right now and all my belongings are

gone, so I had no choice but to contact you like this. It's over the ocean, of all places."

- .. Huh? The ocean?

Soon, a keyboard was tapped on the other end of the phone. Yoon Jong-woo checked the

location of the phone. It was as if they were on a pursuit. He was curious to see where the yacht was floating, so he waited for a while, fiddling with Zhenya' s face in front of him.

-Senior . You're in Mexico, right?

"Oh, is this Mexico?"

- Didn't you know?

"Do you have a jaw? I was brought in blindly ."

- You're not kidnapped, are you? Should I call for help?

"If that were the case, I wouldn't be able to talk to you like I do now . No need to worry . now It's in the safest place to be."

He replied and looked at Zhenya again. It stared at the phone call, which he didn't even

understand. It seemed as if he was trying to guess what was going on.

"I don't know when I'll be back, so Jong Woo, you should report to the director for me. They

even threw bombs at me, and I was pretty sure I got it done. Before that, I stole data from

their PCs..."

He whispered to Zhenya, who was still staring at him. Chased by the Cuban police and

confronted by American PMCs, Zhenya again It was a water gun that he had managed to

hold on to even though he had been attacked by the Zhenya nodded obediently and left. He

stared at the back of his head and continued the call.

"We'll put that on our groupware later , so check it out."

-Well yes. Thank you for your hard work, Jean Cha.

"It's something I do all the time, but it's hard. Oh, and what happened to the private mercenaries who showed up on the scene?

"Did you know where it belongs?"

- They were multinational mercenaries. Until recently , in an American PMC called "Golden

Bullet"

He worked. He doesn't have a place to belong now , doesn't he smell it? No matter how he

looks at it, it seems that the U.S. is trying to dump on them. They're trying to sort out this

hack to their liking. Thanks to the seniors who wiped them out, it ended up being him,

It looks like it's all over . This time, even the higher -ups won't be able to take issue with the senior's solo actions, right? He should write it as an inspector .

"Huh... Is it an inspector again? I'm tired of it."

- Didn't you know it would be like this? Well, he just didn't run away . It's a shame that things

are going well, but if something goes wrong, it could have turned into a serious foreign

school problem.

"How can you put up with the fact that the so-called allies are going to cut the back of your

head? Do you have anything to do with international hukou?"

- What are you doing again? Seniors should also kill their temper for one more day , right?

"Thanks for the advice, but I'm going to live anyway thanks to you."

- Me? What did I do?

"Honestly , you still did it, didn't you?"

- Child, senior . It's a real mess. Aren't you dwelling on the old things too much?

"I don't have a good memory ."

- Huh... Seeing you play around like this I wonder if you're really okay . I couldn't sleep all night because I was worried senior .

He grunted. Somehow , the fun of making fun of Yoon Jongwoo didn't go away as the years

went by . After chatting for a while, he suddenly felt his gaze and picked up the dog. Zhenya had just returned, pecking at Kwon Taekjoo's face with a puzzled look. He doesn't like flirting with someone other than him. Do you really want to play with him? He always felt like a big kid. As he looked at his face, there was something that suddenly came to mind. He asked how they were doing.

"There were children at the scene."

- Kids? Oh, and I've heard that there are survivors. It looks like the Cuban police are getting a statement from them. Why? Nervous?

"Well, in a way , I'm caught up in the greed of adults."

They had unknowingly lost their family and home, and every day would be a living hell, and they were not sure if the Cuban government would treat and care for them properly . Since when did Kwon Taekjoo himself fathom the circumstances of the tar get? Not so long ago, it was thought that the sacrifices that occurred during the operation were unavoidable.

It was also rationalised as a small loss to prevent bigger damage. After going through all

kinds of prenatal battles, he began to doubt the innocence of the children, who seemed to be absolute weaklings. This time, however , he was unable to judge and act as calmly as before. He still says he shouldn't hesitate, but his mind keeps putting the brakes on clumsily . Strangely , the faces of precious beings brushed over the faces of the tar gets. The more personal relationships he has, the more reluctant he is to pull the trigger , he was reminded of the words of a retired senior .

He thought it had nothing to do with Kwon Taekjoo himself. He wondered if it wasn't.

"... Anyway , tell the director that I'll be back on my own."

- Are you sure you don't want any support?

The border will be closed for a while, and the city will be tightened.

"Somehow . He's not seriously injured right now , and he's still there."

By the time he mentioned the "Last Plate King", he grinned at Zhenya. What did Zhenya mean, he wondered.

[The strongest and most reliable monster in the world.]

As he adds in Russian, Zhenya' s face melts as he struggles to get out. He hung up on Yoon

Jong-woo who asked if it was a sound, and then turned his phone to Zhenya. At the same

time, Zhenya' s lips touch the screen of his hand-phone, as he approaches to kiss him, and the call ends. The unbridled development fills his blue eyes with questions. He reached out to him.

[I'm going to get my USB back first.]

[Oh?]

Zhenya calmly handed over the USB. However , when he reaches out and tries to grab it, he clenches his fist and hides it.

[What are you doing?]

[Come to think of it, this was yours. It's on me now , right? I don't give it away easily once it's

in my hands.]

[Oh, is that so?]

He grinned and tilted his head at an angle.

Zhenya also faced Kwon Taekjoo with a sly smile on his face. He looked forward to seeing

how he would turn out. Kwon Taekjoo raised the glass he had put down and swung the dark yellow-coloured whiskey softly . Zhenya' s gaze drifted to the glass for a moment, and then it landed on Kwon Taekjoo' s face.

Immediately , their gazes intertwined. Kwon Taekjoo looked at Zhenya clearly and slowly sipped down the rest of the whiskey . As the aroma of whiskey spread subtly , Zhenya' s smile faded. Temporarily . His dark blue pupils tightened in the flickering, colourless crystals. The only thing that could be seen was Kwon Taekjoo. He cracked and swallowed the liquor in his mouth. His neck was heaving heavily . As he slowly pulled his mouth out of the empty glass, a drop of whiskey that had formed between his lips and the glass flowed down the surface. He stuck out his tongue and licked it gently .

"It smells pretty good, do you want to taste it?"

[Ha, most sex spies are going to cry .]

Zhenya muttered in a smug tone, caressing Kwon Taekjoo' s moistened lips. He kneaded his thick lower lip to his heart's content, and as he pulled it down, Kwon Taekjoo covered his

thumb with his upper lip. Then, a moist and squishy tongue gently licks the thumb bitten by

the bird of the lip. Zhenya' s body twitched slightly at the rare temptation. The next moment, he turned away from the biting one. Its lips brushed against his cheeks. He took a moment to catch his breath and waved his empty glass in front of him. He shook its head and put the USB drive in it. Along with the clicking sound, Kwon Taekjoo's lips draw a long arc.

As soon as he got his hands on what he wanted, he gently wrapped his arms around the back of Zhenya' s head. Zhenya took a sharp breath from the whiskey-scented Kwon Taekjoo and rushed through his body, and as he moved his fingers to smooth his ivory-coloured hair , he let out a sweet breath

and felt low . In no time, his cheeks turned red. It was cute to see him respond so steadily to

his gestures and breathing. He felt a sense of accomplishment in his purity as if he was

seeking his af fection. It was even more so because it was unimaginable for a normal guy .

The two lips clicked and fell apart with a clack, a tap, a thud. The two tongues wrestled

violently , pushing and shoving each other , and all the while, Zhenya was completely on top of Kwon T aekjoo' s body. He holds Kwon T aekjoo's face with his big hands and kisses him endlessly .

It was a sweet gesture as if he had tasted sweetness for the first time, as if he were thirsty , but somehow sweet. At the same pace, he kneaded his ears and caressed his cheeks. The static electricity that was rising at his fingertips made him laugh without knowing who was going to be the first. He brushed under Zhenya' s feverish eyes and kissed him again and again. Maybe it's because of the scratchy feel of the calluses. His long lashes fluttered and tickled the corners of his cheeks and eyes. He gently bit his hand, thinking it would sting.

Then Zhenya gently took hold of his hand and pressed each of his fingers to the side, to the

lip. Then he brought his hand back to his cheek and gently pressed his lips over his throat. He pasted it. He twisted his head and pressed his lower lip and tongue at the same time. It breathed drowsily , heavily . He stroked his cheek infinitely carefully . He doesn't know if he' s ever been so cautious about touching someone. For a long time, they touched each other , kissed each other , and rubbed their bodies together . Compared to sex, it was infinitely the same. Even so, he liked the tickling stimuli and wanted to stick to it.

Soon, however , Kwon Taekjoo' s momentum diminished. The one who was moving furiously

His tongue also drooped. At that, Zhenya stopped everything and looked down at Kwon TaekJoo. The fatigue seemed to be creeping in all at once. Maybe it was the effects of harsh

painkillers. Sure, he asked, nodding slowly , and slowly stretched out his arms toward Zhenya.

[Come on, Yevgeny.]

Zhenya leaned a little closer to Kwon T aekjoo with a puzzled expression. Then Kwon Taekjoo grinned and hugged his face tightly . Zhenya, who was almost buried in Kwon Taekjoo's chest, asked,

"Taekjoo?"

He wriggles awkwardly as if he has been subjected to something unfamiliar .Kwon Taekjoo, who had already closed his eyes, patted Zhenya on the back as if he were

crumpling up to him.

[You know . You'll just sleep and play with me.]

[What?]

[yes, yes, you're nice, aren't you?]

[Hey, Taekjoo...Glue your eyes shut, you haven't slept all night because you've been torn apart.]

Zhenya in a clear voice. If he wanted to use the same. When he was drunk or unconscious, he

would use such colourful language, which meant that he was on the ver ge of fainting.

Soon, the inside of Kwon Taekjoo' s eyelids fell silent. Zhenya' s restraint slipped away . Only

then did Zhenya look up and look intently at Kwon Taekjoo, who was asleep. They stared at

each other for a long time, until they reached a height where their breath would strike their

faces. Then he sucked in the sweet breath that Kwon Taekjoo spit out. Normally , he would

have cracked three golds and stopped him from doing anything weird.

Kwon Taekjoo is still unaware of the world. It was a state. He turned his head and pressed his ear to Kwon Taekjoo' s chest. The presence that once made his heart sink slowly but surely became felt. The constant vibration was a lullaby , and he slid his eyelids shut. The deep, low breath gradually merged into one, and soon the sweet water horse rushed in.