(Recommend reading this chapter while listening to Passion Audio)

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“Jeong Taeui. You told you that you don’t know.”

“….—”

Jeong Taeui tilted his head, not understanding what Ilay was whispering, then suddenly remembered the conversation from earlier.

“I think I’m crazy. I’ve done things that I myself don’t even know why. Why is that? Huh?”

Jeong Taeui had no other choice but to give a similar answer as before.

“That…How would I know! How could I possibly know why you’re like this…!”

Jeong Taeui had no way of understanding what had caused his instability.

This madman. He’s truly gone mad now.

Jeong Taeui cursed in his heart. But when Ilay’s lips slowly caressed from the nape of his neck to his ear, the feeling of his tongue lightly licking his earlobe made Taeui feel mesmerized and dazed.

“Belief is the mark.”

“…..?”

Those lips whispered in his ear in a soft voice, carrying a breath. Jeong Taeui looked at Ilay in confusion. But even so, he could only see his hair.

“Owning a person is very simple. Just recognizing deep in your subconscious that you own someone. Extremely. Deeply. Recognizing that.”

Jeong Taeui froze. It took a while before he slowly spoke.

“What… are you implying?”

Just thinking about it made his heart grow cold. Is there something that makes a person act against their will? When the mind betrays the body, or when the body betrays the mind, it causes the body to no longer obey reason.

He couldn’t understand what this man was saying.

Ilay suddenly smiled.

“Let’s see…., is it the same? I’m just saying that’s what came to my mind.”

“Just recognizing that you belong to me is enough.”

“…— What nonsense are you talking about…. Are you saying you’re going to do something crazy to make me believe that I belong to you?!”

Jeong Taeui finally got angry.

He hated having his life controlled regardless of his will. Especially being controlled by others. But Ilay just chuckled lightly at Taeui’s angry shout.

“Taei. You’re wrong again. It’s not like that.”

“Then what are you going to do? How? Do you want to kill me? If not, are you going to torture me? Is that the only way you can find to torment me? Do you think I’ll belong to you no matter what you do?”

“Taei. I told you you’re wrong.”

Ilay said with a sigh and a smile.

He suddenly bit Jeong Taeui’s earlobe hard and gently embraced Taeui’s body. Then, he stepped back and observed him from head to toe. Ilay sensually licked his lips. When Taeui saw that tongue, his heart involuntarily raced.

“You are mine. That doesn’t necessarily require your awareness.”

“What…?”

“I realized that.”

Jeong Taeui looked at Ilay speechlessly. He was unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt. The movements of his pale, relaxed hands were somehow truly seductive. Taeui’s eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to those hands gently touching and unbuttoning each button.

He couldn’t understand what Ilay was trying to convey. Ilay seemed to read his thoughts and continued.

“I thought about it, my current mental state is a bit strange. This isn’t my usual self… But no matter how much I think about it, I still don’t know why… But first of all, the cause is definitely you.”

He shook his head and added: “I really didn’t know.”

His breath mixed with his slightly narrowed eyes as if filled with trouble.

“So, first of all. I concluded that ‘recognizing’ that is necessary. Whatever. Once you recognize the question, you can know if it’s right or wrong, and then you can analyze and find the correct answer.”

Ilay mumbled with a vague expression. Jeong Taeui stared at him speechlessly. There was only one thing he could understand. The abnormality of this man was beyond his comprehension.

‘Own? Me? Belong to Ilay?’

Jeong Taeui was too shocked to speak. After unbuttoning his shirt, Ilay took it off and threw it over the chair, looking at Taeui. When Taeui looked back at him, he saw a smile on his face.

“Why are you making that face? There’s nothing to worry about. The reason I know you’re mine is because I’m not you.”

(Meaning: Because I’m not as foolish as you, I could realize it sooner.)

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The ceiling kept shaking, in Jeong Taeui’s view, the white waves on the ceiling were swaying erratically. It was like his brain was becoming disordered.

“You bastard! You mad dog! If you want to put it in, just say you want to put it in…!”

Jeong Taeui kept cursing inwardly. If not, he would lose his mind. He thought he was just mumbling it under his breath, but unconsciously he had spoken out loud without realizing it. Those sounds reached Ilay’s ears, but he laughed very contentedly.

“Am I doing it right? It seems like you hate being penetrated.”

“Hey bastard, you’re still doing this to fuck me anyway! Bastard!!”

When Jeong Taeui heard Ilay’s relaxed voice, he could only shout angrily. His chest touched his sweaty back. But perhaps it was his own sweat. His back was slippery and goosebumps rose with every touch of those hands.

Ilay sat Taeui on his lap, sighing into his earlobe. Bite marks lingered on his nape, and even his shoulders were not spared. Taeui couldn’t feel the pain as those hard fangs bit into his skin because all his senses were overwhelmed by a different feeling.

Sucking sounds echoed in his ears. Taeui thought it was surely intentional. When he couldn’t suppress the small moans escaping from his throat, this damn man would immediately put a finger in his mouth. Despite his panic and attempts to push away, the fingers didn’t stop invading the small hole between his legs, and no matter what he did to resist, the unyielding hand holding his chin made him unable to do anything.

After those fingers stirred in his saliva-filled mouth creating strange sounds, Ilay continuously pushed them deep into his mouth, the sopping, sticky sounds resonating in the silent space.

He was going mad too. His mind felt strange.

The other hand, the one caressing the small hole between his legs, was drawing out a clear, viscous liquid, the entrance soaked and played with by his fingers, never leaving his skin. Then, those hands leisurely played with his penis, gliding over his lower abdomen and waist, finally fondling his firm chest.

His fingers teased and massaged the small protruding nipples on his chest. Jeong Taeui couldn’t help but twitch.

“Aha…. As expected.”

Jeong Taeui could hear Ilay whispering softly and laughing joyfully. The moment that sound reached his ears, shame and anger overwhelmed him.

Damn it! As expected, what the hell is expected!

Jeong Taeui tried to stand up from Ilay’s lap, but somehow, before he could do so, Ilay’s arm wrapped around his waist like an unbreakable chain. Taeui couldn’t loosen the strong embrace. He struggled a few times until he felt a hand massaging his lower body, holding him in place.

“Let go of your hand! What kind of person are you….—”

“Behave.”

Interrupting Jeong Taeui, Ilay quietly said. Simultaneously, he took one of his nipples into his mouth and sucked. His body involuntarily twitched once more.

What is this? What is this feeling!

Jeong Taeui was vaguely surprised by the involuntary reactions of his body, feeling ashamed. Ilay slowly ran his fingers over Jeong Taeui’s chest, every place he touched leaving a tingling sensation that quickly spread throughout his body. Clearly, at first, only his nipples felt a bit itchy, but that feeling infiltrated deep into every cell inside his body, especially the part hardening between his legs.

He bent over, trying to close his legs, but it was useless; the feeling of something bubbling inside him became more apparent. Ilay lifted Taeui slightly, hugging him from behind, one hand spreading his knees apart, the other continuously entering his small hole. He kept teasing his lower abdomen, then lowered his hand to push his thumb into his body. His beautiful white fingers continuously stroked and teased the base of Taeui’s penis and around Taeui’s wet little entrance.

Jeong Taeui couldn’t concentrate because of the inexplicable itchy feeling spreading throughout his body. From his nipples to his penis and small hole felt ticklish. Sometimes he couldn’t control himself, his body involuntarily twitching with each touch.

“Stop,… wait…. It’s too itchy….—”

Ilay ignored Jeong Taeui’s embarrassed shout. He slowly, patiently caressed his body at his own pace. The thumb that had been outside the entrance was swallowed by his small hole without him realizing. It penetrated deep inside, the other fingers quickly loosening it, as if it was devouring his fingers.

“Now it’s good… well done.”

Jeong Taeui heard him mumbling. What’s good about it? Damn it! He couldn’t help but curse again.

“Taei, do you understand now?”

“This body belongs to me.”

Ilay whispered each word into his ear like a hypnotic chant. Taeui glared at him fiercely. But Ilay didn’t care about that; he used his tongue to wipe away the tears threatening to spill from Taeui’s eyes.

“There’s no part of your body that I don’t understand. There’s no place on your body that my hands haven’t touched. And this place… it’s here to swallow mine.”

Ilay’s fingers, playing inside Taeui’s small opening, suddenly grew more powerful, stirring incessantly. Jeong Taeui couldn’t help but let out a small moan. As soon as there was a slight loosening, his fingers moved in and out even more vigorously.

“Taei… look forward.”

Time and again, his vision blurred. Jeong Taeui rested his head on Ilay’s shoulder, panting. At Ilay’s deep, husky voice, with eyes clouded with lust, he looked in the direction Ilay indicated.

In that moment, his mind reeled.

Opposite Jeong Taeui, in front of the chair, was a large full-length mirror.

Although he knew of its existence, he couldn’t help but freeze for a moment. The reflection in the mirror was incredibly clear: a completely naked Jeong Taeui sitting on Ilay’s lap, his knees spread wide over the armrests, and between his spread legs, Ilay’s wet hands moved vigorously in and out.

The moment Jeong Taeui looked in the mirror and stiffened in shock, Ilay laughed. Without hesitation, he grabbed Taeui’s thighs with his large hands and spread them even wider.

“Ila…!”

Jeong Taeui urgently shouted his name, his face flushed, but couldn’t finish his sentence. Ilay ignored his words. Taeui tried to close his legs, but Ilay’s strong hands wouldn’t let go.

“Don’t be afraid. Your body belongs to me. From top to bottom, inside and out, everything is mine. So, what does this mean?”

“Don’t be ridiculous…”

Jeong Taeui panted and mumbled brokenly as Ilay’s slow, soft voice echoed in his ear and his wet tongue gently circled his reddening earlobe. But in the next moment, Jeong Taeui froze. It was when he saw the bulging erection of the man he was sitting on, rubbing against his own balls. The vulgar image was reflected blatantly in the mirror.

“Taei, so… look carefully. This place is mine. Isn’t it?”

Ilay gently moved his hips, his enormous erection swaying, the massive organ slapping against Jeong Taeui’s thigh. In the mirror, that hardened flesh intertwined with his skin, the obscene reflection so vivid it left him speechless.

“Ilay… you crazy pervert with terrible taste! Let go… Let go! What are you doing…!”

“I told you already. I’ve realized you are mine. So, at this moment, not just the person reflected in the mirror but the person sitting on my lap now is mine as well.”

“Stop talking nonsense! Why would I be yours!”

Jeong Taeui screamed, his voice on the verge of tears. Because of this madman, he felt like he was going insane too. His head felt like it was about to explode, spinning. When he tried to turn his head away, Ilay firmly grabbed his chin, turning his face back to the mirror. When Taeui tried to close his eyes, Ilay didn’t hesitate to grab his cock, squeezing it so hard that his vision turned white.

“Look. Isn’t it clear? I don’t need you to acknowledge it, you just need to see it, see how I perceive you as mine. I told you it’s enough that I recognize you are mine.”

“That’s just an excuse! Ilay! You bastard! Stop it…! Damn it! Didn’t I already say it, you crazy bastard! If you want to fuck, just fuck! Just do it! Why do all this…!”

Jeong Taeui spoke as if about to cry. His anger reached its peak, and even though he didn’t want to look, his face burned at the blatant, lewd images displayed before them.

He really wanted to cry. He thought he would go crazy. Why did he have to be caught by a lunatic like this? Why couldn’t he escape cleanly but ended up being caught again?

At that moment, he suddenly felt like his body was floating in the air. Taeui was a bit confused, thinking he would lose his balance, but Ilay whispered from behind him.

“It’s okay. Be good. Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall. I’ve been holding back, I won’t hurt you, so stay still and don’t worry.”

Ilay placed his hands under Taeui’s spread legs, lifting him up. With his back floating in the air, his legs spread wide, he felt a bit off balance.

“Look carefully, Taei. Don’t close your eyes. It’s right now…”

Ilay spoke gently to the bewildered Jeong Taeui. He grabbed his collar. Jeong Taeui looked up at the mirror and instinctively screamed. He was truly speechless. Even if he closed his eyes, those images were imprinted deeply in his mind. Jeong Taeui stared at his own reflection in the mirror.

He just stared like that. No, to be precise. It wasn’t just his reflection, but the image of Ilay’s large body over his own.

Between his legs, Ilay’s glans caressed his entrance, where fingers had continuously moved in and out earlier, opening the small mouth to reveal the red-hot flesh inside.

“Do you understand now?”

“You’re mine.”

The moment Ilay’s hot words fell into his ears, between Jeong Taeui’s legs, Ilay’s erect member began to penetrate. The enormous swollen glans continuously pushed into his body. Jeong Taeui couldn’t help but scream. His body felt like it was being torn in half. That huge, towering thing seemed impossibly large for a human body, persistently widening his small entrance and trying to force its way in, slowly, bit by bit.

“That’s good, you’re doing well. Relax a little, don’t tense up… Tae, you’re mine. The small hole between your legs is opening to accept mine, do you see? Now mine is inside you. You’re swallowing my cock.”

Ilay’s voice grew excited. Lust boiled in his tone, and his lower body hardened even more. Each time he raised his hips a little, the inside of Jeong Taeui grew wetter.

Jeong Taeui cried. Damn bastard! Damn son of a bitch! What the hell is good about this! He would die from the pain. This bastard isn’t human, he should just die in a horse’s stable! Son of a bitch!

Jeong Taeui didn’t even know what he was saying, cursing incoherently. He couldn’t help but shudder with each of Ilay’s movements.

Ilay exhaled. His warm breath on Taeui’s ear felt like electricity running down his spine. His whole body heated up, and the small member between his legs stood up. The initial pain had disappeared at some point, and while he tried to hold his breath to escape Ilay’s grasp, Ilay suddenly let go of his legs a little, causing his body to drop abruptly.

“…—!!!”

He couldn’t even scream. His breath was so ragged that he couldn’t make any sound. His body, losing support for a moment, slid down, pressing all its weight onto Ilay’s cock and swallowing it whole. The enormous rod was now completely inside him. The sensation of being filled was overwhelming. His body felt like it was being split in half.

“Don’t cry. It’s okay, it’s okay. It won’t tear, don’t worry… Relax, that’s it… You’re doing great… You’re so good.”

Like soothing a crying child, Ilay whispered in a husky voice filled with lust. Hearing that voice, Jeong Taeui’s lower body involuntarily contracted in sobs to try to alleviate the pain.

“Ah……!”

Jeong Taeui screamed in shock the moment his body contracted because he could feel the cock inside him swelling even more. The sensation of being filled made his mind go blank. Ilay let out a groan of praise.

“Perfect, you’re perfect… I’ll start now… Relax, okay…”

His hips began to move little by little. Jeong Taeui thought he would pass out just by staying still, but the reflection in the mirror was crystal clear, showing Ilay’s stiffened member starting to thrust in and out of his body. When Taeui whimpered and tried to turn his head away, Ilay grabbed his chin and turned his face back, placing hot kisses on his cheek while moaning in pleasure.

“Don’t cry. And remember this. You just need to remember what you see. The thing being swallowed between your legs is my cock, and the place where my cock is thrusting deep inside is your body.”

Jeong Taeui cried. The pain and the unbearable sight of the obscene scene unfolding before his eyes were too much. After kissing his cheek, Ilay tilted his head slightly, his wet tongue finding Taeui’s lips to suck on. Gradually, his lower body moved more vigorously. Between Taeui’s legs, he went numb, and finally, when a thick liquid spilled out of his body as Ilay thrust his cock deep inside, Taeui arched his back, Ilay’s moans of pleasure echoing in his ears: “Ha…—…Ha.” Ilay let out short groans and thrust a few more times, a vague stream of semen leaking from the place where their bodies were joined.

Ilay licked Taeui’s neck and gently nibbled on his ear, his tongue moving to caress his cheek, his eyes, and his tear-streaked lips. Ilay placed a kiss on his lips. It was as if no inch of skin on his body was left untouched by Ilay’s lips. Obsessively.

“Remember this, Taei. From today—every day from now on, you’re mine.”

A gentle, sweet whisper filled his ears. Ilay placed a light kiss on his cheek.

Jeong Taeui stared blankly at the ceiling with tear-filled eyes, faintly lamenting in his mind that he no longer had the strength to curse him. ‘This crazy bastard! What the hell is: ‘I don’t need you to acknowledge it, I just need to know you’re mine.’’ He thought he was about to be successfully brainwashed by Ilay.