Light stabbed at Jiwon's eyelids. He groaned, pressing a hand to his temple. His head throbbed violently, a dull ache that refused to let him fully wake.
Blinking against the weak morning sun filtering through heavy curtains, he tried to gather his thoughts
The ceiling stretched higher than he expected, a small chandelier suspended above like some silent reminder of wealth. The air smelled faintly of polished wood and something expensive he couldn't name.
His body sank into the softness of a bed that was far too wide for one man. On the far side of the room, a sofa sat in front of a low table, its edges gleaming under the weak light. Everything around him whispered luxury,
"...Where the hell—"
He sat up too fast, groaning, pressing a hand to his temple. His voice was hoarse, but irritation colored it quickly.
"What the fuck is this?"
He swung his legs off the bed, bare feet touching the cold floor. His throat was dry, his mind racing to piece together the fragments of memory the car, the rough hands, the blindfold.
And then he noticed him.
A tall figure standing against the wall like he had been there for a while. A boy, a young man ,no, not just a young man.
Too young to fit this setting, too striking to be ordinary. His features were delicate, almost angelic, pale skin catching the light in a way that seemed unreal, but his eyes…
[Those eyes.]
Icy blue, sharp and unreadable, fixed on him without a word.
Jiwon froze for half a heartbeat before his instinct returned. His chest tightened with something sharp irritation, unease, something strange.
"Hey. You."
His voice cracked slightly, but he covered it with a glare.
"Where am I? Who the hell are you?"
No answer.
The boy's silence stretched, filling the room thicker than any sound could. His gaze didn't waver, didn't soften.
"What, you deaf?"
Jiwon stood now, unsteady, but his temper sharper than his balance.
"Answer me. I don't have time for whatever kind of twisted game is this."
Still, nothing. Only those eyes, studying him like a specimen under glass.
Jiwon ran a hand through his hair, exhaling hard, his voice tightening with growing frustration.
"Fine. Just stand there and stare. Real helpful."
The boy moved.
Slowly, he pushed away from the wall, each step echoed faintly across the room, the sound sinking into Jiwon's chest.
His broad shoulders, his tall frame, his silence pressed closer, heavier with every pace.
Jiwon's pulse kicked up despite himself. He squared his jaw, forcing his voice not to falter.
"What do you think you're doing? Stay the hell back."
The boy didn't stop.
The distance closed, inch by inch, until the weight of his presence filled the space between them.
"Ack!"
And suddenly the young boy slammed Jiwon back onto the bed with a feral growl, his eyes alight with a sinister anger .
"What-"
Jiwon's heart raced as he felt the weight of the other's body pressing down on his own, his breath hot and ragged against his neck. He tried to struggle, but the strength in the boy's arms was overpowering.
"GET OFF ME, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!"
Jiwon shouted, his voice a mix of fear and anger. He thrashed his limbs wildly, trying to break free from the unyielding grip.
The boy merely chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent a chill down Jiwon's spine. He leaned in closer, whispering.
"save your voice for later"
as he began to unbuckle Jiwon's belt.
"FUCK! NO!"
"STOP!..I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!"
Jiwon's voice was hoarse, his eyes wide with terror as he watched the boy's hands deftly move to unbutton his pants.
The fabric of his jeans parted, and cold air hit his exposed skin.
"HAA! NO!"
Jiwon felt the panic rising in his throat, choking him. He continued to fight, his hands desperately pushing against the boy's shoulders, his legs kicking out.
"FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUCKKK!!"
The boy leaned down and bit Jiwon's ear, hard enough to draw a yelp.
"Quiet."
he murmured, his voice low and menacing.
"FUCK you!"
Jiwon spat, his eyes watering with pain. He felt the boy's hands roughly grabbing his hips, pulling down his pants and underwear in one swift motion.
The boy positioned himself between Jiwon's legs, and Jiwon could feel the unmistakable pressure of his erection. He tried to clench his thighs together, but the boy's weight was too much.
"Aah! Wait,don't!"
The boy's hand wrapped around Jiwon's neck, squeezing just enough to cut off his air.
"is it... like this?" he hissed, and with that, he thrust into him.
"AAGHHH!!!"
Jiwon's scream was muffled by the hand clamped over his mouth, his eyes squeezed shut tightly as the pain tore through him.
"Huff huff...ugh"
He could feel the boy's every movement, each thrust a new agony that seemed to rip him apart from the inside out.
"You like it, don't you?"
the boy taunted, his voice thick with his own arousal.
"Haa..You're so tight."
"No!..Argh!!"
Jiwon managed to scream, his voice barely audible through the sobs that were now shaking his body.
"Pull out-Hmph! you sick fuck!"
The boy ignored him, his hips pistoning into him with increasing speed.
Jiwon's screams grew louder, his body shaking with the force of the violation.
The room was filled with the sickening sounds of skin slapping against skin, the creaking of the bed, and Jiwon's desperate pleas for mercy.
His eyes searched the room for anything to help him, but all he could see was the twisted grin on the boy's face as he enjoyed the power he had over him.
The first round ended after 40 minutes, the boy's excitement getting the better of him.
He pulled out with a grunt, leaving Jiwon trembling and gasping for breath.
"Urgh"
Before Jiwon could even begin to recover, the boy was back on top of him, pushing nto him again.
"If only..I captured you earlier" he whispered, his voice almost gleeful.
"Aagh!....Gaah"
Jiwon's screams grew more frantic as the boy continued, his body feeling like it was being torn apart.
"Hnnn...ahh"
He tried to push the boy away, his nails digging into the flesh of his shoulders and back, but the only response was a grunt of pain that seemed to spur the boy on.
"Gaaahh! You're going to break me!"
Jiwon sobbed, his voice barely above a whisper.
"dis-umph!!...sting."
The boy didn't answer, his eyes glazed over with a feral hunger as he pumped into Jiwon.
The second round was longer, the boy's movements more deliberate, as if he was savoring every moment of Jiwon's suffering.
Jiwon's body was a mess of pain and despair, his mind racing with thoughts of escape and the futility of his situation.
As the boy approached climax for the second time, his grip
on Jiwon's neck tightened, cutting off his air completely.
"Hnnggh!"
Jiwon's vision swam, his chest burning with the need for oxygen.
"Umphh.."
the boy finally came with a roar, his body shuddering with the force of his release.
He pulled out, leaving Jiwon gasping for breath, his throat raw from the choking.
"Again."
the boy murmured, his voice filled with a dark satisfaction.
"NO!…"
.
.
.
Jiwon didn't know how many hours has passed since the boy started fucking him senselessly, his body felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending screaming in protest. He couldn't take much more of this.
"Hngg-please stop."
he begged, his voice weak and trembling.
The boy didn't listen, pushing into him for a sixth round. Jiwon's body was a wreck, his will to fight gone.
All he could do was whimper and swear as the boy used him.
The room spun around Jiwon, his vision going in and out of focus, he could feel the boy getting closer to his peak, his breath coming in ragged pants against his ear.
"Fuck!"
the boy grunted, his hips slamming into Jiwon one last time before he stilled, his entire body tensing up.
"Ungghh!!"
Jiwon felt the warmth of the boy's release fill him, and a wave of nausea washed over him. The boy pulled out, a satisfied smile on his face.
Jiwon lay there, his body limp, tears streaming down his cheeks.
"ungh.."
he managed to choke out, his voice hoarse from screaming.
The boy leaned down and whispered.
"Poor jiwonie. "
before standing up and leaving the room, leaving Jiwon alone with his shattered dignity and the pain that lingered in his body.
His vision blurred, his eyes fell closed, and he fell unconscious