Splash! The sound of water echoed loudly. Droplets slid down my back, and the rising steam blurred my vision. My clothes lay discarded on the floor, tie and jacket scattered messily over them.

“Wait, just....”

I bent forward, clutching desperately at the edge of the tub. My fingertips dug in with all their strength, but the wetness kept making me slip over and over. In the end, I had no choice but to fold my arms and lean forward, a swallowed moan escaping raw from my throat.

“Ah...!”

Something hot and wet touched me below. A slick tongue dragged along the most shameful spot. My legs trembled violently, and when my posture collapsed, a rough hand gripped my hips. Then teeth sank sharply into my ass as he spoke.

“Stand properly.”

That was all Kwon Yido said before pressing his lips there again. His tongue against the sensitive spot wrung groans out of me. With both hands he spread me open, burrowing into the tight entrance.

“Ah, hhh, don’t....”

How had I ended up like this? I had known it would become something obscene, but I hadn’t imagined it would go through such explicit steps. Not when Yido had stripped off his suit piece by piece, not even when he stepped into the bath completely naked.

“Mmph....”

I bit my tongue and drew in a sharp breath. Wet squelching noises mingled with the splash of water. His high-bridged nose brushed under my tailbone, while his soft lips sucked at where slickness had gathered.

“Hhh....”

It was a different sensation from being pushed deep inside. Precum had been dripping from my erection for a while now. Yido licked, nipped, sucked—and whenever my posture faltered, he easily pulled me upright again.

“Stop it, that place, hhh....”

“Why? You don’t like this?”

In a low murmur, Yido swept his palm down my thigh. His hand slid smoothly from behind to the front, closing firmly around my erection. Startled, I tried to lift myself, but his other hand clamped down on my ass.

“Ahhh...!”

His mouth sealed over the twitching hole. I never knew the sound of sucking could be this humiliating. It felt like when he cleaned me afterward—no, even more embarrassing than that.

His hand moved with practiced rhythm. At the same time, his hot tongue worked diligently at loosening me. Having already been toyed with once, my softened entrance absorbed every new touch with sharper sensitivity.

“Hhnn, hhh, ah, ahhh....”

When I closed my eyes, the sensations were too vivid; when I opened them, they were unbearable. I couldn’t tell whether the wetness at my rear was bathwater, saliva, or my own slick. The pleasure piling up dissolved my mind into a syrupy haze.

His fingers stroked my shaft lazily, just shy of making me come. As if he needed something to toy with in his hand while his mouth worked at me from behind. Considering the way his other hand kneaded my wet flesh, it probably wasn’t wrong.

“Please, Mr. Kwon... hhh, it’s too, too much....”

It was only when I shook my head and begged that Yido finally released me. Or rather, he pulled away just enough, only to embrace me from behind and gnaw at my nape. My body went limp, but with his arms supporting me, I didn’t slip under the water.

“You sure hate a lot of things. You hate being cleaned, you hate pissing, and now you hate this too?”

“Who the hell would like... hahh....”

He picked only the most detestable things to point out, and shamelessly at that. Wrapping his arm around my waist, Yido pressed his lower body flush against me, rubbing his hardened length along my overstimulated flesh.

“And yet you feel it. That’s the problem.”

“Hhh...”

His thick tip ground insistently from the cleft of my ass down to my perineum. It teased at the entrance like it would push in, then slid away between my thighs. The tormenting sensation dragged a moan from me, and in that instant he buried his length to the hilt in one thrust.

“...!”

I was so shocked I couldn’t even cry out. My waist bent, my stomach hollowed. Stifling his own groan, Yido crushed me against him as if to break me.

“Shhh....”

He whispered softly into my ear as though to soothe my frozen body. Then his fingers pried into my mouth, forcing past my lips and pressing down on my tongue. His hold tilted my jaw, drool streaming down my chin.

“Ah, ahh, ahhh....” 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Tears spilled, though maybe they were only water from my soaked hair. Gasping for short breaths, I felt his free hand wandering over my chest.

“Your reactions look like you’re in pain....”

“...”

“And yet you came like a rabbit.”

His hand slid down and seized my twitching cock. Just as he said, somewhere between the whiteout in my head, I had already climaxed without realizing it. My semen splattered messily over my chest and the bathwater.

“So sudden... hhh, so much....”

I’d taken him countless times already, but it was always overwhelming. If it were five centimeters smaller, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. The size was ridiculous in both length and girth.

“Next time I’ll go in slowly.”

Yido lied so casually it was insulting. He seized my chin and turned me to cover my lips with his. As I swallowed the pheromones he fed me, he began moving his hips tentatively, testing whether it was fine to continue.

“...Ah!”

With a thrust, his cock prodded my inner walls. Breaking the kiss with a sharp {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} intake of breath, he locked my face in his grasp, then tangled his tongue around mine and pressed closer still.

“Hhh, hh, mmmph....”

Warmth and saliva whirled together in my mouth. His pheromones poured over me like rain. The feel of his tongue rubbing, the pounding heart behind my back, the slow stretching push of his hips—

“Hhhngh....”

His kissing was unusually persistent today. Like a young beast, he sometimes bit at my lips or tongue. Yet he never pulled out, instead grinding leisurely inside me.

There was no violent rush of ecstasy, but the swelling pleasure teased all the more cruelly. He clung to me without leaving the smallest gap, crushing me in his embrace. I wasn’t small, but when Yido covered me from behind, I felt nearly swallowed whole.

“...Mmm.”

He kissed me deeply, then drew back with a wet smack. In the mist, his lips gleamed red, flushed as if blood would well if I touched them.

I caught his wrist and gazed at him through half-lidded eyes. His disheveled hair clung damp, his double-lidded eyes heavy with the same arousal that soaked me. If his face was usually ascetic and elegant, now it was nothing but indecently erotic.

“How do you look like this....”

I muttered without thinking. One eyebrow arched. His languid gaze was filled entirely with me. He nipped my lower lip gently, eyes curving in a smile.

“Who are you to say that....”

He kissed my cheek, rubbed his nose under my jaw. Pressing his face against the spot where my pheromone gland was, he wrapped both arms around me tightly. When his hand slid up and scraped my nipple, he suddenly thrust hard into me.

“Ahhh...!”

The jolt shot sparks up my spine. That light movement must have been his only warning. Abandoning all pretense of leisure, he drove into me at a merciless pace.

“Hhh, hhh, ahh, ahh, nghh...!”

Because he had loosened me with his mouth, his movements were much smoother. The already pliant hole clung to him desperately, clutching when he withdrew and opening without resistance when he plunged deep.

“There, hhh, ahh, hhh....”

Yido found the spots that made me shudder without my saying anything. He pressed hard, and when I flinched, he pierced me brutally from behind. My fevered body couldn’t keep up, and I had to cling to the edge of the tub like a lifeline.

“Ahhh...!”

His cock rammed under my navel, churning me up inside. My legs gave way, water splashing over the edge of the tub. Forcing my hips up, he bit down along my neck.

“Hold yourself up, or the water will get in.”

“Ahh, no....”

It didn’t feel like any water could even fit with how tightly he filled me. When I tried to crawl away on my knees, his teeth clamped down on my shoulder blade. Pain flared, then his tongue soothed over the spot as if applying balm.

“You’ll get stomachache later.”

The warning barely registered. Just reaching climax drained me; holding my posture was even harder. Then Yido suddenly pulled out.

My body spun. He lifted me as effortlessly as flipping a sheet of paper. While I panted blankly, he pressed me against himself and thrust back in deep.

“Ahhhngh...!”

Splash—my body sank into the bathwater. Warmth rose to my throat. Fear prickled, and I clung to him, legs wrapping around his waist. He muttered a muffled curse and pounded into my walls.

“Hhh, ahh, ahh, no, no....”

Good thing we hadn’t added bath salts. With each movement it felt like water was flooding in. I worried it might truly hurt my stomach. Yet it felt so dizzyingly good that I buried my face against his neck, drunk on the bliss.

“Hhh, there, more... hhh, so good....”

“...Hah.”

His hot breath brushed my ear. He nibbled, licked my earlobe, sucking wetly. The bath sloshed with every movement.

At last, still clutching me in the water, he came. His cock twitched, spilling so much inside me I felt stuffed full. I climaxed too, our fluids clouding the clear bath.

“Haa, hhh....”

Exhaustion drained me, yet I didn’t leave his arms. My toes curled, thighs trembling as I savored the aftershocks.

“Stay like that.”

With those words, Yido hefted me up. Water streamed from our bodies back into the tub. Though he had just come, he showed no sign of strain as he strode out.

“Ah, wait, hhh....”

The problem was, he hadn’t withdrawn. Every step rubbed me raw inside. Letting go risked falling, clinging only made me shiver from the overstimulation.

“Hhh, uhh....”

My trembling body jolted as he carried me steadily out, leaving wet footprints on the floor. At the bed he finally laid me down and pulled out. I felt his thick seed spill freely from my stretched entrance. As I tried to close my legs, his fingers slipped in without hesitation.

“You feel feverish....”

“Hhh, what are you....”

His thick fingers churned inside, while his other hand stroked my belly to press it out of me. Each slosh of seed spilling carried fresh humiliation.

“You don’t take temperature through there....”

“Looks like Mr. Jung doesn’t know.”

He chuckled, slicking back his damp hair. Then he withdrew his fingers—only to press his tip back against me.

“Kids take it here, you know.”

“...Ahhh.”

His thick shaft slid in smoothly again. With a long sigh, Yido closed and opened his eyes languidly. Savoring the tightening walls, he spread my legs and leaned forward, bracing on the bed.

“Ahh, ahhh, hhhngh...!”

He was slower this time, but no gentler. Prodding deep, he lifted my ankle to his mouth. Before I could wonder, his lips pressed against my sole.

“Mr. Jung Sejin, do you know how delicious you look?”

White, soft—he muttered perverse things as he bit at my foot. He kissed along the side, licked up to my ankle, leaving no spot untouched.

“Hhh...”

I thought, he really might devour me whole. From my feet up my calves, he bit and licked as if he truly found me tasty. I tried to push him with my other foot, but he only seized that ankle too.

“Hhh, stop, that....”

“Why, ticklish?”

“Hhh, mmm....”

When he was done with my legs, he tormented my upper body just as thoroughly. He obsessed over my chest until my nipples stung. That was how relentless he was.

“Hhh, Kwon, Yido, ahhh...!”

By the time he came the second time, my mind had all but blacked out. The overwhelming pleasure trapped me in an endless climax. The fullness deep inside made me feel utterly claimed.

“...”

“...”

Our chests pressed together, heartbeats racing too fast to tell whose was whose. Even after coming, he didn’t pull out, only kept kissing all over me.

I gently pushed him back, blinking.

“Mr. Kwon.”

“Mm, Sejin-ah.”

His answer was low, without the formal honorifics. During sex he always spoke informally, and now his voice was sweet enough to make my name sound beautiful. I realized only at twenty-nine how good it could sound.

“Do you remember, the day I first came here... when you said everything in this room belonged to me?”

He stared at me silently. He probably remembered. Stroking my lowered lashes, I smiled faintly.

“You’re in my room now too....”

“...”

“Does that make you mine?”

Half a joke, half not. We were still joined, and this wasn’t over. After a brief respite, he’d surely drive me again.

“Unfortunately I’m not an object....”

Yido’s soft smile accompanied his closing eyes, as though granting me permission to touch him more freely.

“...But even if I’m not in this room, I’m yours.”

“....”

It was an impossibly generous allowance. I hadn’t expected such an easy affirmation. The wonder and tightness in my chest made me slide my hand to his lips, drawing out my words.

“Then....”

“...”

“Shall we imprint?”

The moment his eyelids lifted is one I could never forget. His eyes, unveiled at close distance, shone with something inexpressible.

“You’re all I have left now, Mr. Kwon.”

Everything I had came from the environment born of Yido’s leniency. With all my other fences torn down, belonging to him seemed my only choice.

“....”

He didn’t return the answer I hoped for. Instead, with eyes closed, he kissed me cautiously, as though handling something fragile. His tender tongue was warm, but to me it felt only like avoidance.

We continued to tangle endlessly after that. Until every trace of water had dried, until the damp bed was drenched with every fluid.

But in the end, Kwon Yido never imprinted me.