M 162

“I’m not going to put it all the way in, haa… okay?”

Ki Tae-jeong stroked the base of his dick, gauging the remaining length.

“Maybe I should buy some kind of bumper later.”

Ki Tae-jeong lowered his upper body, saying that there was something to put on his dick that would prevent it from going in any further. The angle of the dick thrusting inside changed as a result. Sehwa let out a moan that sounded like a scream, then realized that he was being too loud and covered his mouth.

“It’s okay, they can’t hear you.”

“But… hngh, but, earlier… you knew….”

“I’m a soldier, so you can’t compare me to a civilian.”

“Ah, uh-huh….”

“Hae-rim wouldn’t know either. That his dad is, huff… this horny.”

“Hngh!”

The lewd talk that stimulated his guilt made his hole gape so wide that he felt like his inner walls were turning inside out. Ki Tae-jeong was taken aback when semen trickled from the tip of Sehwa’s dick.

“Are you tightening and cumming when you hear that?”

“Don’t, don’t say that….”

“Do it again.”

As Ki Tae-jeong flexibly thrust his hips upward, sensitive parts inside his body that Sehwa didn’t even know existed suddenly awakened.

“Show me how you squeeze on my dick with your hole and cum like you did earlier. Hmm?”

It hadn’t hurt as much as Sewa had expected, even though it had been a long time since he’d taken such a big dick in the back. This hardship was purely from pleasure. So much fluid was dripping out that it was embarrassing, making a mockery of his worries about being dry when he washed.

“Ah, hngh, hngh, uh-huh….”

“I’m not going anywhere… ha, just don’t tighten too much.”

In terms of intensity and concentration, it was one of the gentlest and mildest sex sessions he’d ever had with Ki Tae-jeong. His manner of speaking was the same as always, but compared to the past, it barely qualified as dirty talk. They hadn’t even done anything particularly special. It was amazing that he could get this wet from just moderate foreplay and insertion.

His toes kept curling up. Sehwa felt like he was going to pass out from the excessive pleasure, but he barely regained his senses with the sticky touch that swept over his body, and he remembered who the person in front of him was. A man who couldn’t help but want to have him. A man who could make such deep dent in the door frame, but was so careful when he touched him.

As he blinked, hot tears streamed down his ear. Why? He now remembered that he hadn’t given him an answer when he’d asked him timidly if he could call him “honey.”

“…Why, aren’t you doing it?”

“Doing what?”

“You said…you wanted to….”

Ki Tae-jeong’s lips, which had been smiling as he said he was doing it, slowly hardened. He understood a beat late what Sehwa had just allowed.

“……”

“…Brigadier General….”

Calling him Brigadier General, even though he was already a Major General, wouldn’t bring back the past. Even if he called him by an affectionate name now, it wouldn’t change the past when he had mocked him with those words, but still…. Just as the ghosts of the past couldn’t easily follow him when he set foot in the completely overturned official residence, if he heard those hurtful words every time he felt sure that he was loved, and if affection was repainted in that way, the snow in his heart that had remained faintly might one day melt away and disappear.

“I’m okay… I’m, uh, I really am….”

“…Lee Sehwa.”

“Yes….”

“…Honey.”

It wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. It wasn’t ticklish, embarrassing, or painful… it just felt similar to when he heard his name. Sehwa smiled, drawing out the end of his words. Ki Tae-jeong frantically licked away the tears that had formed in his wrinkled eyes.

He knew now. No matter what anyone called him, the fact that he was him wouldn’t change. So he didn’t have to obsessively dig into the meaning of the call, weigh each nuance, and get hurt alone like he used to. Whether Ki Tae-jeong called him “darling” or “honey,” it didn’t mean he was being denied, and it didn’t mean that the meaning he held was changing. Although Lee Sehwa was a little more broken than when he was a lower class citizen of 4-Hwan, he was working hard to become a solid person, and this man was loving him as he was….

“Hngh…!”

The man who had broken all the branches and was now taking care of him with all his heart, telling him to bloom and sprout new shoots, collapsed completely on top of Sehwa. He was so overwhelmed by the insertion, which wrapped around his body like vines and pounded only his dick, that he finally burst into tears. Ki Tae-jeong’s rough voice, which was pressed tightly against his ear and constantly calling him, also played a part.

Sehwa, darling, ah, fuck, you’re so tight right now, is it good? It’s good for you too, right? …You like it, right?

“I think I’m going to cum, ah…!”

Sehwa, who had been struggling, pushing the sheets with his heels, came first, and Ki Tae-jeong also ejaculated with a gush immediately after. It was such an enormous amount that he could feel the streams hitting his inner walls and seeping into every crevice of his mucous membranes. It was almost worrying, given the pharmacist’s 100% certainty.

“Mmm…”

Ki Tae-jeong slowly pulled his dick out of the hole, so slowly that his legs were twisting with anticipation, and kissed Sehwa here and there for a long time.

“…I need to get promoted to Lieutenant General soon.”

His face, which was biting hard on his collarbone and leaving a mark of congestion, was overflowing with satisfaction.

“I can’t go back to being a Brigadier General, so I’ll have to get something that sounds similar.”

“Are you, ahmm….”

Sehwa cleared his throat, but his voice was still cracking.

“Are you that happy…?”

Ki Tae-jeong said firmly when he gave up and asked in a scratchy voice.

“Yeah. I get the most turned on when you call me Brigadier General.”

Why the hell…? He didn’t understand, but well, he couldn’t say anything since he said so, so Sehwa avoided answering with an ambiguous hum.

“Ah, I wasn’t planning on showing you today. Since it’s come to this….”

Ki Tae-jeong got up from his seat, telling him to wait a moment. What he took out of the drawer of the bedside table was an ordinary document envelope.

“Check it out.”

“This? Me?”

The envelope had the now familiar Air Force insignia on the outside, and was tightly sealed in places with things he couldn’t even recognize as devices. It looked like an important document at first glance. It seemed like a civilian shouldn’t open it without permission….

“What if I get caught for looking at it without permission….”

“This is yours.”

“Mine?”

He had received various documents since becoming General Oh Seon-ran’s adopted son, so he wondered if it was related to him. But there was no way General Oh Seon-ran would ask Ki Tae-jeong for documents related to his work, of all people….

“What is this?”

“A certificate.”

“A certificate? Can I really look at it?”

“Yeah. I told you it’s yours?”

Ki Tae-jeong tore the envelope apart, saying that he would know if he read it, and handed the few pieces of paper inside to Sehwa.

“Read it.”

What is this, not even explaining…Sehwa wondered and grabbed the document, and Ki Tae-jeong urged him to read it out loud. He didn’t know what his intentions were, but he didn’t think he would let him go if he didn’t do as he was told, so Sehwa read the certificate.

“I, Major General Ki Tae-jeong, Commander of the BOUK Air Force Operations Command, hereby swear as follows. I cannot separate from Lee Sehwa (social security number 4-14902A-1d-2-5) for any reason, and if I declare separation first, as a consequence both of my eyeballs will be permanently damaged, Major General…!”

Sehwa’s head shot up as he read the certificate in a suspicious voice. What the hell is this crazy talk?

“What, what is this!”

“You have to finish reading it.”

Ki Tae-jeong took the document and recited it after him.

“Both eyeballs will be permanently damaged, and all assets will be transferred to Lee Sehwa. As a condition of accepting this certificate, Lee Sehwa must immediately contact Ki Tae-jeong when a crisis occurs, and must not speak words that lower himself (including all elements that undermine his self-esteem such as appearance, personality, education, background, etc.) in front of Ki Tae-jeong. End. Air Force Operations Commander, Major General Ki Tae-jeong.”