SLC 28

Seo Sangil doubted his own eyes when he saw his friend, dressed in a hospital gown, coming down with a cart full of hospital bed sheets heaped high like a mountain.

“Is that guy crazy?”

Seo Sangil got out of the driver’s seat and went outside.

“Hey! Kim Jinkyung! Have you completely lost your mind?”

“Stop saying useless crap and open the back door.”

“The back door? You’re not getting in the passenger seat?”

“Hurry!”

Seo Sangil opened the back door of the car with an annoyed expression. After rummaging through the pile of sheets, Kim Jinkyung looked resolutely at his friend’s face.

“You remember what I asked you earlier, right?”

“You mean telling me to bring the car here?”

“Not that.”

Seo Sangil had been in the middle of a date with his girlfriend when he got a call from Kim Jinkyung asking him to come to the hospital. When he asked what was going on, Kim Jinkyung told him not to ask questions and to come right away. Then, in a voice that was unusually hoarse, he said:

‘If you come to the hospital, go to the address I tell you to. And don’t tell anyone about what you see today. Please. Please, just trust me this once.’

Seo Sangil wondered if this was some new kind of voice phishing scam that was popular these days, so he checked the incoming number one more time.

‘Please. Sangil. I’m begging you.’

In the end, Seo Sangil asked his girlfriend for her understanding, got up, and drove to the hospital because Kim Jinkyung’s voice sounded like he would start crying at any moment.

“What? Don’t tell anyone what I saw today? Hey, if you’re moving drugs or that kind of shit, I’m calling 119 right here.”

Seo Sangil took out his phone and made severe threats against his friend. Kim Jinkyung mumbled as he put his fingers to his forehead.

“112. Sangil. The police is 112.”

“Whatever, asshole. If you’re doing something weird, I won’t let it slide. I came here to stop you.”

“I am doing something weird, but it’s not something bad. So help me.”

Kim Jinkyung’s big eyes pleaded desperately. The bastard happened to look like a deer that had lost its parents to roadkill.

Seo Sangil sighed and put his phone back into his pocket.

“What is it?”

“Help me move this.”

“So this is… Argh!”

Seo Sangil looked into the cart covered with sheets, then recoiled in horror and staggered back.

“Hey! Fuck, what the hell is that?”

“Hurry!”

“Are you insane? Why that? Where did you pick it up?”

“Seo Sangil!”

When Kim Jinkyung urgently called his name, Seo Sangil scratched his head.

“It doesn’t bite?”

“…Probably.”

“What? Fuck. I’m not doing this!”

“He won’t bite. I’ll make sure he doesn’t. I’m serious. He absolutely won’t bite.”

Kim Jinkyung whispered to the cart full of sheets, saying, “please don’t bite.”Seo Sangil started to wonder if his friend was wearing a hospital gown because his mind was seriously unwell.

“Help me. Hurry.”

Kim Jinkyung begged again while looking at Seo Sangil.

“Ah, fuck. In my whole life, seriously….”

Seo Sangil grumbled while helping Kim Jinkyung lift the black panther wrapped tightly in sheets and load him into the car. Kim Jinkyung squeezed himself into the back seat with him, then closed the door.

“Drive.”

“Uh… yeah. Ha, fuck.”

Seo Sangil cursed nonstop as he sat in the driver’s seat. When the car started moving, Kim Jinkyung held out his phone and said,

“Go to this address.”

“What? It’s near school.”

“Yeah.”

Kim Jinkyung had been searching for a place with no people where no one would see them when he checked a new message that had come in on his phone.

Go Jinyoung

I’m sending the address in advance. You can go in anytime, and repay the favor later with an introduction.

It was Go Jinyoung. Below that were the apartment address he had mentioned and the front door passcode. Kim Jinkyung immediately called him and asked if he could use the place for a few days.

–A few days? I told you to just come live here.

‘Ah, I have some circumstances. Could I stay just for a few days?’

–Yeah. I don’t mind. But I didn’t stock any food.

–It’s fine. I’ll take care of that myself. Thank you.

Only after promising an introduction with a cousin who didn’t even exist did Kim Jinkyung end the call. Then he immediately called Seo Sangil.

“By the way, is that thing dead?”

Seo Sangil asked while looking at the back through the rearview mirror. Then the black panther, who had been lying limp inside the sheets, bared his teeth and growled viciously.

“Aaah! You’re insane!”

Seo Sangil screamed and grabbed the steering wheel. Kim Jinkyung quickly blocked the black panther’s line of sight with the sheets.

“Hey. Shouldn’t we just dump it and go?”

“Just drive.”

“What if it bites you? I mean, it could eat you.”

“It won’t eat me. Probably.”

The word he added at the end was uncertain, like a sticky note slapped on as an afterthought.

“You crazy bastard.”

Seo Sangil cursed while turning the steering wheel.

“What’s wrong with you these days? That guy you tutor too. You’re not like Kim Jinkyung. Why has your life gone completely to shit like this?”

“Haha… yeah.”

His monotonous life, like a black and white movie, felt like it had turned into 4D. Kim Jinkyung weakly agreed and slowly stroked the forehead of the black panther lying with his head on his knee.

He just hoped this whole mess would end soon.

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“Are you really going in?”

Kim Jinkyung rode the elevator while hoping that no one would see two adult men carrying a black panther wrapped in sheets. Fortunately, they didn’t run into a single person while going from the underground parking lot up to the 9th floor.

After moving the black panther inside the apartment, Kim Jinkyung immediately asked Seo Sangil to leave.

“Yeah, you can go.”

“Then what about you? You’re staying with that thing?”

“Just until he comes to his senses.”

“When it comes to its senses, it’ll be too late. You’ll get eaten right away.”

Seo Sangil made a slicing motion across his own neck with one hand. Kim Jinkyung pushed his friend’s back.

“It’s really fine. I swear on my parents….”

He couldn’t bring his parents into something like this. Kim Jinkyung quickly added,

“I swear on the orchard my parents run.”

“How big is it? I need to know how big it is to decide whether I believe that oath or not.”

“I’ll buy you meat. Beef. Three times.”

Seo Sangil repeated, “three times?”

“Yeah. Hanwoo.”

Even if he spent all his saved money on Hanwoo beef, getting Seo Sangil out of this apartment was the priority.

“Really? You’ll keep that promise.”

“Yeah. I’ll keep it.”

Kim Jinkyung nodded with a serious face. Seo Sangil smacked his lips, then looked back at Kim Jinkyung as if his feet still wouldn’t move. Kim Jinkyung quickly urged him to go and pushed him out the door. After the door closed, Seo Sangil kicked the front door once and shouted,

“If you get eaten by that thing and don’t buy me beef, I won’t let it go!”

“Got it.”

After answering, Kim Jinkyung went to the bedroom. The panther lying on the bed was breathing roughly.

“Are you okay?”

When Kim Jinkyung asked as he approached, the tail moved slightly.

At least now that he knew the reason for the fever, he was less worried.

Kim Jinkyung looked around, found a towel, and wet it with water. When he carefully placed the towel soaked in cold water on his head, the black panther opened his eyes.

“It looks like you’re having a hard time because of the fever.”

“…….”

The black panther closed his eyes, seemingly annoyed. Kim Jinkyung paced around the bed, then sat down on a nearby chair.

“I’ll stay here.”

The black panther lifted his head briefly to check Kim Jinkyung’s position.

“If anything happens, call me.”

The tail drew a round circle.

Even without looking attentively, that’s cute.

While staring at the fluffy tail, Kim Jinkyung suddenly thought about taking a picture of just that part and sending it to the chairman later.

How useless. Just like his unrequited love.

Kim Jinkyung sighed and buried his head against the chair.

He needed to send a message to Seo Sangil. He also needed to thank Go Jinyoung. He had told Secretary Kang that he was going to school briefly, so should he contact him again by now?

…I’m tired.

He made an effort to stay awake, but as soon as the stress subsided, he fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, it was because of the sound of water. Kim Jinkyung raised his head abruptly. For a moment, tension permeated the dark surrounds.

Mok Seongha?

He immediately stood up. The bed was empty. He could hear the sound of water running. He thought the situation felt familiar as he walked toward the bathroom.

If he had tripped, should he help him up? Then would he have to do the same thing as last time again? No. Absolutely not. Kim Jinkyung, get a grip. If you have a conscience, you can’t do that.

Kim Jinkyung bit his lip as he moved forward. But contrary to his worries, he saw the solid back of a man standing inside the bathroom made entirely of glass. Kim Jinkyung unconsciously had his gaze stolen by him.

At that moment, he remembered a docent saying that a masterpiece is defined by how it overwhelms the viewer. Mok Seongha had the power to overwhelm others. Not just because of his towering height and build, but because of his unique aura that numbed whoever faced him. Every time their eyes met, Kim Jinkyung experienced an overwhelming sense of anxiety, akin to a herbivore confronted by a predator.

But now, even without meeting his eyes, he felt overwhelmed.

He quickly lowered his head.

Since he had confirmed that he hadn’t passed out, he planned to return to the room. But something happened. A low moan came from behind him. It was a sound that conveyed an emotion with a definite aim, which could never be misinterpreted.

“…Hng… haah….”

Kim Jinkyung slowly raised his head.

The muscles in his back repeatedly tightened and contracted along with the movement of his arms. It was an explicit act that anyone who wasn’t an idiot could understand.

Kim Jinkyung tried to quietly move away to give him privacy.

“Haah… teacher.”

He seemed to turn to stone as he froze in place. He hadn’t misheard. Mok Seongha, who was masturbating beneath the water’s stream, moved his hand and called “teacher,” or more accurately, him.

“Teacher, uh….”

The memories from that day began to surface in Kim Jinkyung’s head. The man who had rubbed his thick cock against Kim Jinkyung’s hand, who had bitten the back of his neck….

“Haah, teacher… fuck.”

Heat erupted from below as soon as the raspy voice cursed. Kim Jinkyung ran off as though he were fleeing from something and went back to the chair he had been sitting in before. He was having trouble calming down since his heart was racing.

That’s just review. It doesn’t mean anything. So please, Kim Jinkyung. Get a grip.

Kim Jinkyung put his palm against his left chest, taking long, deep breaths. He then heard a click as the door to the outside opened. He hastily closed his eyes and feigned to sleep. With a thump, footsteps approached, and the bedroom door opened.

Kim Jinkyung breathed as naturally as he could. He prayed that Mok Seongha would just lie down on the bed and fall asleep. But contrary to his wish, the man’s footsteps slowly came closer.

Don’t come. No. Please, don’t come.

Kim Jinkyung screamed desperately in his head. Creak, weight pressed down on the recliner handle. A shadow fell over his closed eyes.

“Teacher….”

The heat in the voice calling him hadn’t completely subsided.

“I did it the way you taught me.”

Mok Seongha cupped Kim Jinkyung’s cheek with a damp palm. Lukewarm, fishy liquid trickled down his cheek to his neck and shoulder. Kim Jinkyung’s eyelashes trembled.

“But it’s strange….”

Mok Seongha let out a long breath and rubbed his forehead against Kim Jinkyung’s shoulder.

“It felt better back then, fuck.”

Kim Jinkyung’s cheek was rubbed back and forth by the sticky palm. He made a concerted effort not to frown.

“…I want to do it like back then.”

No. Like back then is absolutely not okay. Go away.

Kim Jinkyung stayed as still as possible and continued pretending to sleep.

“I want to fuck on your hand, teacher.”

That line finally made him open his eyes.

“That’s not sex!”

His gaze met that of a completely naked man. The moist, golden eyes, saturated in heat, smiled.

“Awake?”

“…”

A shiver ran down his spine. It felt like being caught in a predator’s hunt. He quickly closed his eyes again.

“Teacher….”

When Mok Seongha rubbed his forehead against Kim Jinkyung’s body like he was begging, Jinkyung bit his lower lip and drew on every ounce of patience he had.

“Let me rub it on your palm. Hurry….”

“No. You said it was just that one time.”

Kim Jinkyung pushed away the man pressing his forehead against his neck.

“Fuck, I did it alone, but it felt like shit.”

“W-well, it’s normal to feel like that afterward.”

“No. It’s different from then.”

Mok Seongha lifted his head. His eyes, glistening with desire, looked down at Kim Jinkyung’s cheek smeared with semen.

A gaze full of domination.

The eyes of a beast. Kim Jinkyung flinched.

“I want to do it with your hand, teacher.”

“…”

Was there ever a request this bizarre and obscene?

Kim Jinkyung wanted to cover his ears.

“Teacher, please…. I… I don’t think I can go back like this.”

A low, growling whine came from deep in Mok Seongha’s throat. Sharp teeth showed between his lips. The pupils surrounded by golden irises were thin and long.

The man in heat showed the dominance of the beast’s blood flowing into his veins.

“Teacher….”

Mok Seongha clung to the only person who could help him. Kim Jinkyung wanted to cry.

“Seongha-ssi. You can’t do this. No matter what, there are things a person has to uphold as a human being….”

Mok Seongha’s lower body pressed against Kim Jinkyung’s knees. The substantial mass could be felt through the flimsy hospital robe.

“I’m a beast bastard.”

“…”

“I don’t know shit about principles.”

Mok Seongha rubbed his penis against Kim Jinkyung’s knees and let out a low moan. The knees quickly grew damp with traces of desire.

“Teacher?”

Mok Seongha’s gaze landed on Kim Jinkyung’s hand. From between his fingers, along the back of his hand, over the bones, he licked everything with his eyes. It felt like being violated by his gaze. Kim Jinkyung hurriedly hid his hand behind him.

Kim Jinkyung swallowed dryly when Mok Seongha growled.

“Don’t hide your hand.”

Like a beast that had its prey taken away, he snatched Kim Jinkyung’s hand. With a hand smeared in semen, he gripped Kim Jinkyung’s. Interlacing their fingers, Mok Seongha guided it down.

Kim Jinkyung curled his fingertips as his hand came into contact with the hot, rough penis. Kim Jinkyung’s hand repeatedly rubbed against Mok Seongha’s penis, creating a wet sound. Mok Seongha squinted.

“Haah….”

Just being touched caused his respiration to grow ragged. Mok Seongha pulled Kim Jinkyung’s hand down even lower. The full and tight testicles brushed against him. Kim Jinkyung struggled to pull his hand away.

“Do this too.”

“…”

Touch everything. Make me come.

The request was really vulgar, but the self-centred tone was like that of a child. Mok Seongha’s body trembled and slumped forward as soon as Kim Jinkyung tensed up and attempted to remove his hand. He put all of his weight on Kim Jinkyung.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“…No.”

Mok Seongha murmured with his face buried in Kim Jinkyung’s neck. He was burning hot. Kim Jinkyung quickly pressed a hand to his forehead.

“You have a fever. You need to take medicine first.”

“…If I do it, it goes down.”

“What?”

Despite his lack of strength, Mok Seongha immediately grounded his hips against him. Perhaps because of the fever, his hands were losing strength, and he kept slipping in the chair.

This is driving me crazy.

Kim Jinkyung gritted his teeth.

“…Then if your fever goes down, will you stop?”

When Kim Jinkyung spoke, it seemed like a low giggle sounded from around his neck. When he raised his head, Mok Seongha drew both of his hands towards him.

Kim Jinkyung closed his eyes. If he was merely lending his hands, he opted not to look at anything or think about it. But that was Kim Jinkyung’s blunder, the result of inexperience.

Sight, sound, and touch worked together. When one failed, the others heightened to compensate.

“Hh….”

With his eyes closed, the man’s voice and feelings against his palms were much more intense. He massaged the broad glans between his splayed fingers. The man continued to grind the blunt tip of his penis through the narrow openings. He was looking for a place to channel his passion, propelled by male instinct.

“…Close your hands.”

It was a trivial request, but that single line made his body heat rise. Kim Jinkyung clasped his hands together as told and accepted the man’s penis between them.

Mok Seongha moved his hips like he’d gone mad. It was hard to believe he was someone who had fell moments ago with weak legs, given the force with which he thrust. With the man’s weight and strength added, the heavy recliner chair rocked back and forth.

“Ah….”

When aroused, Mok Seongha’s penis grew rough on the surface. Kim Jinkyung later learned through internet searches that this too was a trait of big felines.

The friction from the penis made Kim Jinkyung groan. When Mok Seongha asked if it hurt, Kim Jinkyung nodded.

“A little….”

“I’ll lick it later.”

Even knowing it was just treatment, blood rushed to Kim Jinkyung’s ears. Mok Seongha, who had been thrusting into Kim Jinkyung’s hands, noticed the reddened ears and slightly narrowed his eyes.

“Hot?”

“Huh?”

“Your whole body’s red.”

Mok Seongha brushed his fingers over Kim Jinkyung’s ear and the back of his neck as he spoke.

“Want to take it off?”

“N-no.”

Startled by the sudden suggestion, Kim Jinkyung shook his head quickly, making Mok Seongha laugh.

“Honestly, how old are you?”

“What?”

“You’ve been to the army, right?”

The penis continued to swell inside his hands.

“I have. 32nd Division, White Dragon Unit… uh.”

The testicles began bumping between his hands. Mok Seongha held his breath while rubbing harder and harder.

“…Fuck, you must have had your fill there.”

“Had what?”

“Sex.”

“I didn’t, I… didn’t… uh.”

At first, Kim Jinkyung had moved his hands to help Mok Seongha’s thrusting. Now he was barely supporting them, with Mok Seongha completely in control. It felt like his hands were being violated.

“…Seongha-ssi, just a little….”

He opened his eyes to ask him to slow down. At that moment, his gaze met the man who was looking down at him. Mok Seongha gritted his teeth and cursed. His strong jaw tightened. Hot semen gushed from Kim Jinkyung’s palms. With the penis filling his hands, the semen flowed between his fingers.

He failed to contain some of it and it splashed in the air. Feeling the fishy, warm liquid splatter, Kim Jinkyung quickly closed his eyes. Semen trickled down his eyelashes, cheek, and his neck.

“…Ah….”

Kim Jinkyung exclaimed in disbelief and blinked. His vision, briefly blurred by the semen, quickly cleared. He saw the man. For some reason, he looked extremely angry as he gasped for breath while staring at Kim Jinkyung.

“Teacher….”

“…Why are you calling me teacher again when it’s over?”

An unpleasant sensation rose from his toes. After quickly wiping the semen from his face, Kim Jinkyung pushed the man from the chair.

“Y-you’re okay now, right?”

But again, his hand was caught far too easily. Mok Seongha began licking every inch of Kim Jinkyung’s palm, swollen red from friction. But the treatment didn’t last long. With the hand smeared in saliva and semen, he dragged it back down to his groin.

“I think my fever’s still there.”

It was too hot to call it pretending. It was hard to believe he could even move like he had earlier with such a high fever.

“Teacher….”

His voice, rough with desire, called Kim Jinkyung as if he wasn’t fully conscious.

The weight pressing down on him made Kim Jinkyung’s breathing falter.

Mok Seongha bit into Kim Jinkyung’s neck and began grinding his cock against him again.

Everywhere he touched felt hot.

Kim Jinkyung couldn’t bring himself to push away a young beast burning like a lump of fire.

Resigned, Kim Jinkyung closed his eyes again.