M 49

The heavy sedan started moving on its own the moment the engine was turned on. With the shops of the 4-hwan starting to light up in the background, Ki Tae-jeong began to tell the real purpose of their outing. Sehwa had expected him to start with talk of debts when Ki Tae-jeong said he’d tell him about his parents, but unexpectedly, he began with the topic of Sehwa’s constitution.

“Anyway, this is just speculation, so get the details from an expert later. Honestly, I don’t fully understand it myself.”

He said that Sehwa would have a chance to hear directly from a military doctor soon.

Sehwa blinked silently. So according to Ki Tae-jeong, it seemed Sehwa had a constitution that selectively absorbed beneficial components and discarded anything unfavorable. As he heard Ki Tae-jeong’s reasons for this speculation, it did seem quite plausible. It neatly explained even parts that Sehwa himself had found difficult to explain. However, while it made sense, it didn’t feel real.

“What if my constitution…”

Sehwa’s questioning words were abruptly cut off. A large hand covered the nape of his neck and pulled his upper body sideways. In an instant, his lips were captured. The kiss was neither gentle nor rough. It was just another kiss, so many he’d lost count, that felt like it would wear him away.

Though the atmosphere had softened somewhat, Sehwa still had no choice in the matter. Despite his tension, wondering if he intended to do something in a place with poor soundproofing, Ki Tae-jeong cleanly withdrew after just a kiss. Could it even be called a kiss? It seemed more accurate to say he’d forced Sehwa to reaffirm his submission.

In any case, though Ki Tae-jeong had told him to gather anything he needed, he didn’t allow him to take anything. The only item Sehwa had was a bottle of cheap cologne he’d been wearing daily for the past few years, and even that was something Ki Ta-jeong had told him to pack.

‘You could at least give me underwear. I can’t wear clothes anyway…’

When Sehwa grumbled a bit sulkily, Ki Tae-jeong made a stern face as if to say not a chance.

‘You know that famous folktale. You’re not supposed to give clothes before the baby is born.’

Sehwa could only think that his mood must have improved completely if he was making such crude jokes.

“Bri…gadier General…”

Sehwa’s heart sank as he saw his clearly erect member bulging over his thigh. Ki Tae-jeong had kissed him several times since getting in the car. Though it had stopped at kisses so far, there was no guarantee it would continue that way.

“Then, what… what changes?”

As Sehwa desperately tried to change the subject, Ki Tae-jeong released the hand around his neck as if acknowledging his effort. Sehwa glanced at the long silhouette of flesh rising over Ki Tae-jeong’s pants and swallowed nervously with needless tension. He still couldn’t believe how something like that had once been inside him

“Well. There might be more people who want to use you. Like me.”

Like me…. As Sehwa pointlessly mulled over his words that left a lingering echo, trying to push away thoughts of Ki Tae-jeong’s cock, something suddenly occurred to his and he whipped his head towards him.

“Were my parents have this constitution too?”

Ki Tae-jeong had clearly said before leaving the office that he would tell him about ‘the people who gave birth to you,’ not about Sehwa’s ‘constitution.’ There must be a reason he abruptly brought up the constitution first. Perhaps he was trying to explain where this unusual trait of his came from.

“Are there soldiers like this… unusual like me?”

Ki Tae-jeong was a soldier. A high-ranking officer who would be fully aware of internal matters. He said he had started speculating about Sehwa’s constitution in a different direction after seeing how well the treatment worked on him in the bunker. Given that he found such specific clues in that short time, Sehwa’s parents must surely be connected to the military.

Sehwa pressed his chest for no real reason. He didn’t know how they were entangled with the military, but it clearly wasn’t in a good way.

Honestly, Sehwa didn’t want to meet his parents again. Even as a child, he had never entertained fantasies that his family might have lost him in some unfortunate accident.

His birth was clear. He had been wagered as a bet and raised wrapped in a green military blanket instead of a swaddling cloth. That was all. Money, especially debt, doesn’t lie. If even one of his parents had had a proper identity, the debtors would have hounded them to the end. Not a newborn who might die at any time.

So he felt no affection or longing at all. No lingering attachment either. But Sehwa… he did want to confirm that, just like anyone else, he had roots somewhere. That was all.

“It’s something that happened in the past… The military once brought in civilians for various chemical experiments.”

Before Sehwa could dwell on his feelings, Ki Tae-jeong brought up a somewhat tangential story. His words, like his actions, struck unexpectedly.

“So we’re speculating that your suspicious constitution might have been influenced by parents who were subjects of those experiments at the time.”

“Experiment… you say?”

“Yes, experiment.”

“…..”

“Of course, I don’t think your parents are still alive. That project was covered up due to domestic and international pressure… and I know better than anyone how the military handles their dirty laundry. But if they are alive, I can arrange for you to meet them. Of course, we’d have to look into the situation thoroughly first.”

Ki Tae-jeong trailed off before continuing, “The reason I’m bringing this up is…”

“One of the big shots Lieutenant Kim is serving is involved in that chemical experiment issue.”

“By big shot, you mean…”

“The General.”

At the mention of someone just below the head of state, Sehwa clamped his mouth shut. It was an rank uncomfortable to even speak of.

“I think we might be able to tie this in with Lieutenant Kim’s case, so I’m thinking of using your story too if necessary.”

Ki Tae-jeong said that they might need to do various tests in the future, and might bring up Sehwa’s story in court. Hearing this actually made Sehwa feel more at ease. If he had just offered to find his parents out of kindness, it would have been more suspicious.

“So think of it as payment and speak freely. I’ll do whatever you want regarding the parent issue.”

How far did Ki Tae-jeong’s ‘whatever you want’ extend? This was the man who had paid off nearly 200 million won of his debt in one go. It seemed like he could easily grant Sehwa’s parents new identities if he asked.

“…No.”

So Sehwa decided to decline any further favors. He wasn’t sure if he could call it fair compensation, but excessive rewards end up becoming debts too. Sehwa now shuddered at the thought of debts.

“It’s enough if you just let me know how they’re living if they’re alive, or how they died if they’re dead.”

Ki Tae-jeong raised one eyebrow crookedly, as if Sehwa’s refusal was unexpected.

“That’s surprising. I thought you’d like that kind of thing.”

“What kind of thing?”

“Family, people to keep close… things like that.”

The leather steering wheel with the logo turned smoothly on its own. Sehwa seemed to understand the words hidden behind ‘things like that.’ You actually get lonely easily.

“To be honest…”

Colorful lights that seemed blinding began flickering on. The 4-hwan was an area that came alive more at night than during the day. People were bustling about everywhere, preparing to receive customers. Sehwa saw himself from some time ago overlapped with a child sweeping the street while being hit by a shop owner.

“…I know myself well.”

Sehwa decided to reveal all of his selfishness that he had buried deep inside. He had already shown all his shameful parts, so it felt like there was nothing he couldn’t say in front of Ki Tae-jeong now.

“Even though I hate them this much, if I were to face my so-called parents again now, I know I wouldn’t be able to ignore them. It’s obvious that I’d end up wanting to help them a little. And needless to say, helping wouldn’t end with ‘just this once.'”

“…..”

“But for me to embrace even people who lived as strangers for 21 years, people who made me live like this… I just can’t… not anymore.”

How much debt would there be to these people called parents? Now that Sehwa was an orphan on paper, no one had come looking, but if they found out about their child’s existence, it was obvious that creditors would come rushing in with fire in their eyes.

Sometimes Sehwa thought the whole world was moving to make him unhappy. There were too many moments that couldn’t be explained otherwise, with such layers upon layers of misfortune. So this time, Sehwa decided to turn a blind eye.

“I guess. It’s fortunate enough if I don’t increase my debt any further here.”

Fortunately, Ki Tae-jeong nodded in agreement without picking at any loose ends. It was a cool affirmation, neither mocking nor questioning.

“Still, nothing’s certain yet, so think it over well until then. I really intend to use anything and everything.”

“Then… can you prevent them from approaching me recklessly? Not just coming to find me on their own, but also preventing them from doing anything foolish under my name… I think that would be enough.”

“…Alright.”

“I’m serious. You have to do this until I die.”

“Okay. Until you die.”

Only then did Sehwa nod. Yes, as he had thought earlier, this was better. Ki Tae-jeong’s way of saying he intended to exploit him completely from now on, but would grant any compensation Sehwa wished for, now felt almost gentlemanly.

In the distance, the light of frantically moving light sticks could be seen. Even before night had fully fallen, the front of the House was packed with people. Sehwa blankly stared at his face reflected in the side mirror. With his eyes stinging from the blazing red taillights pouring down, he suddenly wanted to ask Ki Tae-jeong if they could fly away like last time. If only he could, he wanted to fly far away through this long night and become a grown-up who was far past all these painful things.

***

Ki Tae-jeong had been absent since their outing together. Sehwa’s daily life remained the same. He was still confined to the fake ‘Director Ki Tae-jeong’s’ office, wearing nothing but a robe over his bare body.

All Sehwa did was eat and sleep. Was it because he had nothing to do? He felt endlessly sleepy to the point where he wondered if he had fallen ill. By now, even the rippling of the waterbed didn’t bother him.

Then, when the time came, his eyes would snap open on their own. He would get up with his disheveled body, wash up, and Ki Tae-jeong’s subordinates would set the table in front of the sofa. He would eat diligently, sleep again, and occasionally fiddle with the toys Ki Tae-jeong had bought him, and time would fly by.

This can’t go on forever…. For now, the boss’s silence was the most worrying. Sehwa wanted to clarify the commission issue, but he couldn’t even ask anything since he could hardly see the face of the person holding the books.

“Oh… come to think of it, there’s been no contact from Lieutenant Kim either?”

This was strange too. The shelter had been raided quite dramatically, but there were no complaints. Of course, Sehwa’s phone had been taken away long ago, but it was suspicious that even the boss, who would have come looking for him, was quiet. Or was Ki Tae-jeong blocking all news about the House? If so, that would be fortunate… Still, with everyone so tight-lipped, the situation felt unsettling.

Anyway, today too, as Sehwa was washing up to eat and shaking out his hair, he heard a rustling sound from outside. Peeking his head out, he saw Ki Tae-jeong’s half-open bedroom.

How many days had it been since he’d seen that man? There was no need to think further. Sehwa tied the belt of his robe as neatly as possible and nervously headed towards the bedroom. If not now, who knew how long he’d have to wait to see him again.

Ki Tae-jeong was putting on a shirt, perhaps getting ready to go out. With each button he fastened, the fabric pulled taut, revealing the ridge-like muscles of his back.

“What?”

Noticing that he was circling around the door like a stray cat, Ki Tae-jeong asked indifferently without even turning around.

“Are you leaving again today?”

Even to his own ears, his voice clearly betrayed his desire.

“Wait a little. Someone’s coming.”

“Someone? Why?”

“Aren’t you just hungry?”

“Ah, it’s not that… I was thinking maybe I could go out and take care of some business today…”

Ki Tae-jeong adjusted his sleeves without any response. It seemed like he might be reconsidering whether he had been too lenient with Sehwa these past few days.

“It’s nothing much, I just wanted to go to the bank. The boss withdraws money as he pleases. But since you paid off all my debt… He shouldn’t be taking any more, right? So I wanted to check on that…”

Sehwa rambled on with a somewhat disjointed excuse.

“Is that something you need to go outside for? I thought there was an ATM here too.”

“I don’t usually use the House ATM because it’s obvious they’ve rigged them somehow. And while I’m out, I’d like to get my hair cut a bit…”

As Ki Tae-jeong turned to pick up his belt after putting on his jacket, there was no expression on his face. Uncertain, Sehwa tilted his head slightly. Was it okay to push a little more?

“Have I been too lenient with you lately?”

Ah. Maybe not… As Sehwa was about to retreat dejectedly, he caught a fleeting smile on Ki Tae-jeong’s lips and blinked slowly. He couldn’t be sure, as it vanished like a mirage in an instant… but Ki tae-jeong didn’t seem to be in as bad a mood as he had thought.

“Even dogs…”

After hesitating for a moment, Sehwa decided to try pleading a little more.

“Even dogs are taken for walks when it’s time. I heard you have to pay a fine if you don’t take them for walks for the legally required time…”

“Dogs? Are you a dog?”

Ki Tae-jeong chuckled as if he found it absurd.

Sehwa lowered his head with reddened earlobes. He wasn’t particularly pleased about comparing himself to a dog being raised by him. But he wanted to go out. He wanted to properly secure the money hidden in the closet that he had hastily stashed away, and he wanted to get some fresh air. Sehwa hadn’t thought much about it before, but after going out once and coming back, he desperately wanted to go out again.

Above all, Sehwa needed to meet Maejo. He was curious about the boss and Lieutenant Kim’s movements, but he also wanted to ask about the aphrodisiac. Sehwa had learned for the first time during s3x with Ki Tae-jeong that when mixed with an aphrodisiac, even a normal man’s backside would get wet. At the time, he had brushed it off casually, so he hadn’t thought much of it, but after hearing about other possibilities regarding his constitution a few days ago, he couldn’t help but worry. Sehwa felt he needed to confirm whether producing fluid after taking the drug was a normal reaction, or if it was something unusual caused by his suspicious body.

“I’ll assign someone to you.”

As Sehwa anxiously waited for his decision, surprisingly positive words flowed from Ki Tae-jeong’s mouth.

“I’ll see how you do today and think about how much freedom to give you in the future. So behave yourself. Understood?”

Ki Tae-jeong waggled his finger, indicating he wasn’t joking. When an excited Sehwa quickly followed him into the room, he pressed a button on his watch, looking slightly exasperated.

“Lieutenant Park.”

– Yes, General.

While giving instructions to Lieutenant Park, Ki Tae-jeong gestured towards the bed with his chin.

“Bring some clothes. In a size suitable for my baby to wear.”

– Yes, sir.

The fact that he was providing clothes seemed to confirm that he really was going to let Sehwa go out. This time, Sehwa hoped it would be proper clothes, not something like a sack. Sehwa sat down on the mattress, feeling a bit excited.

“What are you doing? Spread your legs.”

Ki Tae-jeong rummaged through the bedside drawer and pulled out the familiar patch.

“…What?”

“We need to wrap this on.”

“Why that…”

“Who knows what you might do outside.”

If Ki Tae-jeong was going to wrap it around his thigh like last time, he could have done it while Sehwa was standing, but Ki Tae-jeong deliberately demanded a posture suggestive of the act. Still, he was the one at a disadvantage. Sehwa half-reclined, resting his elbows on the sheet. An impassive gaze bore down on him. As he received that emotionless look, devoid of any signs of excitement, his face involuntarily flushed bright red.

Sehwa hesitantly spread his legs, trying his best to pull down the robe to cover his exposed p3nis.

“B-Brigadier…!”

As if mocking Sehwa’s efforts, Ki Tae-jeong easily pulled out his smooth p3nis.

“Wait a moment, why there…!”

The black string that used to wrap around Sehwa’s neck and thighs was now being carefully wound around the indent just below the glans. His p3nis started to slowly rise without any self-control at the now-familiar touch. The h0le exposed to the air between his spread legs twitched slightly, as if anticipating something.

Sehwa clenched his mouth shut and tensed up, trying to endure. He felt like he might inadvertently let out an embarrassing sound before he could even ask him why he was doing such a perverted thing.

“Seems there’s still some left.”

After briefly considering what to do with the patch that remained after tying up Sehwa’s p3nis, Ki Tae-jeong began to wrap the string around the base of his scrotum.

“If I had cut it a little longer, I could have put a knot inside the h0le.”

Saying he would definitely do it that way next time, Ki Tae-jeong adjusted the position of the black ribbon tied around his scrotum. Sehwa was about to ask what this was all about, but then changed his mind. Ki Tae-jeong would do as he pleased anyway. If that was the case, it seemed better to try and get as much as he could before he changed his mind and prevented him from going out.

“You’ll give me underwear… right?”

With the small ribbon placed on top of the soft flesh, it made his p3nis shaft look slightly raised even without an erection. If he wore pants like this, it would look like his lower body was abnormally protruding. The shape of the knot dangling below the glans might even be visible.

“Of course. I can’t let you walk around looking like you’re saying, ‘Look, I have a ribbon on my c0ck.’ Did you think about going out without wearing any?”

Ki Tae-jeong slapped Sehwa’s tightly drawn-up scrotum.

“All red and swollen like this…. Everyone who sees it will want to fvck you.”

Sehwa wanted to retort that no such crazy people existed, that it was only him, but… fearing that an annoyed Ki Tae-jeong might tie a knot with the patch and shove it inside his h0le, Sehwa just chewed on his lips anxiously.

“Don’t even think about going out to smoke or anything like that, you little thing.”

Ki Tae-jeong opened the cap of a water bottle next to the bed and suddenly grabbed Sehwa’s hair. As his head was tilted back, water gushed into his involuntarily opened mouth.

“B-Bri cough -gadier…”

Ki Tae-jeong stepped back to admire Sehwa’s disheveled state. He seemed quite satisfied with the result of his handiwork.

“Don’t you dare relieve yourself outside. If you feel the urge, come back immediately. Understand?”

Sehwa looked down at his tightly bound lower body in shock. Was that the reason for suddenly making him drink water? To make him need the bathroom, to make him come back quickly? A cold sweat ran down Sehwa’s spine. Surely… Ki Tae-jeong wasn’t planning to tie up his p3nis like this from now on? No, more importantly…

“Then… I can’t untie this? You’re saying I can’t even go to the bathroom?”

“That’s right. I’ll let you use the bathroom after I’ve checked whether you behaved yourself outside…”

“Ugh…!”

Ki Tae-jeong slightly pulled the string tied around his p3nis and then let it snap back. Then he gently stroked Sehwa’s head as if petting a dog.

“Be a good boy and wait until I come back. Understood?”

It hurt, but… it wasn’t unbearable pain. That was the problem. The ambiguous stimulation brought with it an equally ambiguous arousal. Moreover, as his p3nis became erect, the patch dug mercilessly into the hardened flesh, and as he said, it seemed he wouldn’t be able to release it while tied up like this. Whatever “it” might be.

“If you behave modestly, there’s nothing to hurt you, right? Why does our baby keep exaggerating?”

“That’s not the problem… ah…”

“It’s because you’re lewd, getting an er3ction even while tied up. Isn’t that right?”

“No, really, it hurts…”

“If it hurts, why is this happening?”

An electric-like pain flowed through his sensitive area. The mild discomfort that had been tingling occasionally transformed into an undeniable pleasure. The paper-thin difference between pain and s3xual sensation began to languidly stir Sehwa.

“We’re not done yet, so spread your legs properly.”