OMS 57

Park Dong-sik sat on the sofa watching TV with mixed feelings. He mindlessly flipped through channels without absorbing any of the content. Ever since meeting the shaman earlier that day, he couldn’t shake his unsettled feelings. Maybe he should have just discussed it with Kim Yoon-ah and left it at that.

No, why worry? After all, I already decided to have the baby for money. What’s the problem? Just take the money and leave. While lost in these thoughts, the lights suddenly flickered near the entrance. Annoyed, he got up. Upon checking, he found the sensor light malfunctioning, turning on and off randomly.

Watching this reminded him of the shaman’s words:

[Even now, they might be hovering around Lee Hee-soo, waiting for death, trying to correct their mistake.]

A chill ran up and down his spine. Damn, why did she have to say that? Park Dong-sik returned to the living room. Though he tried to ignore it, he couldn’t help but worry. Eventually, he searched the kitchen for coarse salt and took it to the entrance.

Surely a Grim Reaper wouldn’t be much different from a ghost. Grabbing a handful of salt, he threw it at the door shouting, “Eat this and get lost!” As he was throwing it, the door suddenly opened. He tried to stop but was too late, and the salt scattered across Kim Jun-han’s clothes with a soft sound.

Surprised, Park Dong-sik froze, mouth agape.

“Ah…”

Kim Jun-han looked at the salt on the floor incredulously, brushed off his coat, and came inside. His footsteps crunched on the scattered salt.

“What are you doing?”

Park Dong-sik quickly hid the salt container behind his back.

“Well…didn’t you say you were going to a funeral? You called telling me to sprinkle salt…”

“I did?”

“Maybe not. Must have been a dream.”

Park Dong-sik mumbled excuses and fled to the living room, stuffing the salt container in a drawer. When he turned around, Kim Jun-han was right behind him.

“How’s your stomach? Have you eaten dinner?”

He’s not even angry and asking about dinner. He can be surprisingly caring sometimes. Park Dong-sik suppressed a smile.

“I ate earlier. My stomach’s fine.”

“That’s good.”

His gaze fell on Park Dong-sik’s wrist.

“Why aren’t you wearing the bracelet? Don’t you like it?”

“I do like it, but it seems too precious to wear at home.”

“Really? I heard you wore it while having sex with Tae-han?”

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Park Dong-sik was defenseless. As he stood there dumbfounded, Kim Jun-han casually walked past him to make coffee. Finally regaining his senses, Park Dong-sik lingered around him. He couldn’t think of what to say, though he could guess who had told on him.

Kim Tae-han, that crazy bastard. Sometimes he’s cute, but other times I just want to kill him.

Kim Jun-han sat at the table with his coffee, and Park Dong-sik pulled out the chair opposite him.

“I told Tae-han not to come here anymore. Lee Hee-soo should also refrain for a while.”

“Refrain? From what?”

“From fucking behind my back.”

Park Dong-sik waved his hand, “Wow, such vulgar language.”

“The vulgar one is Lee Hee-soo.”

Damn. Always has to ruin it. While cursing internally, his lips twitched. He was curious though. Why stay quiet until now, delay the divorce, and suddenly forbid sleeping with Kim Tae-han? Had he developed even the slightest feelings for Lee Hee-soo?

“I’m curious about something.”

“Tell me.”

“Perhaps…”

Park Dong-sik fidgeted with his hands uncharacteristically. Why did this feel so embarrassing, as if he were some eighteen-year-old teenager? Come to think of it, he’d never asked anyone this question before. After moistening his parched lips, he managed to speak.

“Do you like me?”

Kim Jun-han’s scoffing laugh ruined the moment. Offended, Park Dong-sik shoved his hands in his pockets and clicked his tongue. Kim Jun-han traced the coffee cup handle with his fingertip. It was a simple gesture, but somehow captivating.

That was how Kim Jun-han was. He had the power to command attention. It was no wonder that he was running the company at such a young age. A capable and promising CEO…Plus good-looking with a nice body, anyone would want him.

“Fine, forget about it. It’s embarrassing.”

As he grumbled, Kim Jun-han put down his cup and leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms.

His gaze had subtly changed from before. No wonder I get confused.

“I never said I didn’t.”

Park Dong-sik’s ears turned bright red.

“Did you just confess?”

“To be honest, it’s a matter of curiosity. You’re a type I’ve never seen before, so I’m curious. It was like that when I first learned to hunt with my father. It was fun, I can still remember the first time my hands took the life out of my first prey.”

Park Dong-sik asked nervously.

“You don’t think of me as…prey, do you?”

“…”

“What? You’re not answering. You’re gonna be in trouble.”

“That’s right, my family is a noble family.”

Park Dong-sik shot him a look of disdain. Kim Jun-han laughed sarcastically, saying that he wouldn’t make such a joke even if the other man brought his grandfather with him. Just then, Park Dong-sik’s cell phone rings. It was Kim Tae-han.

He quickly put his phone on silent and put it back in his pocket. He got up and tried to escape upstairs, but Kim Jun-han released his pheromones right then and there. Park Dong-sik wobbled on his feet dizzily and barely managed to hold on to the kitchen table.

“W-What was that just now?”

As he pulled himself up, Kim Jun-han walked over and pushed Park Dong-sik back, forcing him to lie face down on the table. He then pulled down his pants and underwear. With only his ass exposed, Park Dong-shik squirmed in embarrassment. “Wait. Wait. What is this?” Without warning, his hole was already soaking wet, water running down his thighs.

Kim Jun-han spread the narrow opening with his hand and muttered.

“Tae-han worked hard yesterday, so I don’t have to, do I?”

No sooner had he finished speaking than he entered, his cock widening the hole. 

“Ugh.” Park Dong-sik flopped onto his stomach and writhed. 

“Wait.” 

The pressure was unbearable as he stood up and the hole opened up to let the big thing in. He yelped and quickly grabbed hold of Kim Jun-han’s arm.

“I-I’m not feeling well, so…gently…huh?”

“You’re so lewd. You’re not telling me to stop.”

True to his words, he repeatedly slipped in and out of his hole without difficulty, but Park Dong-sik’s body became even more sensitive and his legs trembled. After lightly teasing his waist, Kim Jun-han lifted one of Park Dong-sik’s legs and put it on the table. The blatant position deepened his penetration.

“Ah!”

Park Dong-sik rubbed his face against the table, scratching the marble top. He heard a hissing sound, and then Kim Jun-han pulled out something. As soon as he put it down, it beeped. When he looked up in surprise, Park Dong-sik’s cell phone was lying on a chair at the dining table.

“W-What are you doing? Ah!”

As soon as he slapped Park Dong-sik hard on the ass, the other man picked up speed. A moment later, he heard Kim Tae-han’s voice say, “Hello.” Park Dong-sik bit his lip to stifle a moan, but Kim Jun-han leaned back and slipped his finger between Park Dong-sik’s lips, then thrust it deep inside him.

“Ahhhh, fuck!”

Park Dong-sik reached out to grab the phone, but couldn’t manage to grab it. He waited for Kim Tae-han to hang up first, but to no avail. The minutes continue to tick by. God, this is crazy. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh, pain, and moans must be coming through the receiver right then.

Unable to bear it any longer, Park Dong-sik screamed.

“Hey! Kim Tae-han, hang up!”

Kim Tae-han’s voice came out of nowhere, laughing maniacally. Park Dong-sik finally wondered if he had gone crazy, or whether or not he would chase him with a knife the next time he saw him. Just as Park Dong-sik was about to be overwhelmed with fear, a deep groan came from the other end of the receiver.

“Brother, don’t worry, I’m going to fuck you while fantasizing about putting it in your hole.”

Wow. What a bunch of sibling assholes! Kim Jun-han must have heard what Kim Tae-han said, but he didn’t even blink an eye and continued to do the waist thing. As if that wasn’t enough, he flipped him over onto the table, spread his legs wide, and caressed the other man’s perineum with his tongue. Sparks flew as he reached down and stroked his hole.

He moaned and bucked his hips, his eyes glued to the phone on the chair. Park Dong-sik could hear the other man’s ragged breathing over the receiver. He closed his eyes and realized it was really a threesome. Alas, God. How can you give me such trials and happiness at the same time?

Kim Jun-han stood up and shoved his cock into the dampened hole. He grabbed both thighs and thrust deep inside, and the other man’s lower belly started to ache. 

“It’s so deep, it’s good, it’s good, it’s good, I’m going to die. Please, gently…”

As he begged, Kim Jun-han tugged on his arm.

“Wrap your legs around me.”

He wrapped his legs around his waist and hugged his neck. Water trickled down his thighs from their tightly closed junction. Still holding him, Kim Jun-han carried Park Dong-sik upstairs. Before they left, Park Dong-sik looked at his phone, which was still lying on the chair.

Kim Tae-han’s voice grew distant, as Kim Jun-han’s cock poked at his back with every step up the stairs. Despite his worries, his heart was racing nonstop, and he couldn’t think straight. The only good thing was that Kim Jun-han wasn’t being as rough as before.