PV Ch.1 Part 1

#1. I Possessed A Promiscuous Villain (1)

“Haa… haa…”

Lee Bomin opened his eyes, feeling his body swaying. The distinct echo of ragged breaths and wet flesh slapping against his own rang in his ears.

“What the…”

His throat felt raw and his mouth dry, even after uttering just those two words. His voice, hoarse from overuse, was barely recognizable.

“You’re awake. You suddenly… lost consciousness… It was getting… boring.”

The man whose name Bomin didn’t know continued his actions without missing a beat as he responded. With each syllable spoken, Bomin’s eyes widened at the forceful thrusts hitting his inner walls. It was an overwhelming sensation. Despite the lack of any particular technique, the sheer size of the man’s p*nis wreaked havoc on him, crushing every point it touched.

Bomin’s arousal swung back and forth with each thrust of the man’s hips, dripping clear fluid continuously. He tore his gaze away from the pale pink mound to focus on the man diligently moving above him. Even lying down, he could tell he had broad shoulders compared to him. Among all the men he’d encountered, he was one of the few who could be considered genuinely handsome.

His thick eyebrows slightly arched every time Bomin clenched around him, their intensity making his mouth water. His eyes, framed by faintly hooded lids, appeared sharp yet captivating. With his straight nose bridge leading down to a distinctly masculine jawline, every feature combined perfectly for a striking face.

In that moment, Bomin felt compelled to reciprocate his fervent efforts.

Bomin woke up in an unfamiliar place, but this was routine for him. He figured he must have gotten drunk and caught a big fish yesterday, so he brushed it off as another ordinary hangover.

“Ah, ah……“

Bomin reached up to grip the man’s shoulders, lifting his head to suck on the small, sensitive buds bobbing before him.

“Hngh, you……”

The man’s movements faltered, his body stiffening slightly at the unfamiliar sensation against his chest.

As if urging him to continue, Bomin wrapped his slender legs around the man’s waist, pulling him closer. The feeling of the man’s balls slapping against his ass was undeniable.

The man’s broad chest was delightful to touch. Bomin could feel the sculpted muscles of his chest rippling with each breath.

He swirled his tongue around the man’s pert n*pples. It didn’t take long for their soft texture to harden under his ministrations.

“…Feeling good?” Bomin asked, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he swiped his tongue across one distended nub. 

Men usually lost their minds whenever Bomin smiled like this, despite his rather average looks. 

“Ah…”

However, his efforts were cut short as the man, seemingly losing control, started thrusting with renewed fervor.

“Heut, eut, hey, w-wait, hngh, stop…”

The man’s strength was not for show. With every thrust of his hips, Bomin felt like a rag doll being tossed around. 

His head slammed against the headboard with a painful thud. Rubbing his sore skull, Bomin lightly patted the man’s shoulder, urging him to calm down.

Instead of easing up, the man wrapped his large hand around Bomin’s shoulder, holding him in place as he continued to pound into him like a hammer driving a nail.

“Ahh, hnn, hngh… I’m g-gonna cum…”

Bomin’s head fell back against the sheets as he felt himself quickly approaching his peak. It had been a long time since he’d been with someone who could make him feel this good.

It usually took a man with exceptional skills, or someone like this one: incredibly large and relentless in his pursuit of pleasure. It didn’t matter how this man moved; his massive c*ck always hit the right spot.

“Ah, ahhh…!”

A sharp cry escaped his lips. His throat was raw from how much he couldn’t help but cry out during their s*x.

At that moment, Bomin felt something strange. 

It felt as though something was flowing out of him, transferring through the walls of his passage and into the man.

It was like being drained of energy. A difficult sensation to describe, it spread from his most private place throughout his entire body. 

“Good job, Guide Lee Bomin.”

“G-Guide? What…”

Bomin lost consciousness once more as a low voice whispered against his ear.

***

“Did I transmigrate or something?” Lee Bomin blinked his clear eyes, gazing out the window. It had been a while since he’d passed out mid-thrust.

When he came to, he was being pounded by some guy, completely clueless about what was going on. In the end, with a feeling like being sucked dry by a leech, he blacked out again.

When he regained consciousness this time, Bomin found himself sprawled on a bed reeking of s*men. It was rare to find a partner who bothered to clean up afterwards.

Still, he couldn’t help but feel pissed at the guy who’d left him passed out on the bed after having his fun. Like he was used food, discarded without a second thought.

Maybe it was a universal truth: a perfect face, a perfect body, a perfect d*ck, but the personality of a dumpster fire.

Shaking off the unpleasant feeling, Bomin sat up. But a sharp, stinging pain shot through his lower back, and he collapsed face-first back onto the c*m-stained sheets.

After groaning for a while, he finally managed to get up and stumbled into the bathroom. As he showered and cleaned himself up, a strange sense of déjà vu washed over him.

‘This is weird…’

He’d assumed it was just some random motel room. But strangely, the toiletries in the bathroom showed signs of being used consistently by the same person. It was a practical space, furnished with only the necessities, but the sleek, modern interior was more akin to a business hotel than a cheap motel. 

Bomin, feeling uneasy, quickly washed up and came out to take a good look around the room. The messy bed was large enough to fit three adult men.

A nightstand by the bed caught his eye. On top of it sat a luxurious wallet, all alone.

A built-in closet stood half open, filled with similar clothes, and a table with remnants of a takeout meal came into view.

As Bomin roughly dried his still-dripping body with a towel, he opened the wallet. 

His eyes widened, as if he had witnessed an unbelievable sight. 

Inside the wallet was an ID card. The face in the photo and the name below it were indeed Bomin’s. 

However, the words written above his name, though unfamiliar, strangely tugged at a memory submerged beneath the surface.

[Korea Ability User Association, B-Rank Guide]

A design similar to a passport was there. Bomin managed to grasp the memory, like a fog, by tracing the top of his ID card with his fingertips. It was a memory that surfaced in his mind.

Bomin had read a novel with a name that was clearly his own.  

Yes, Bomin was a heavy web novel reader. He devoured any popular novel, regardless of genre.

He had read everything from modern fantasy, to supernatural, to romance fantasy, and finally, BL.

He was fascinated by the world of fantasy novels that were different from reality. It was a bit unsettling to think about the fact that gay people lived in Korea, and that there were many things that could happen to them.

If he wasn’t mistaken, the title of the novel was 『Heart of the Esper』.

Bomin’s name wasn’t common, so he read the novel more intensely than usual. The problem was that the events in the novel were happening to him as well.

Bomin realized that before he woke up here, he had no memories of anything. During s*x, his mind was blank, and he thought he was just going to grab one handsome guy and go to a motel.  

No matter how many times the film broke, this was the first time he had a gap in his memory.

He lived like a robot, waking up at the time the sun was setting, reading the novels piled up on his phone app, and going to clubs with a sense of pride. He thought he knew that, but the situation of returning home was strange.

Bomin’s heart was beating fast.

『Heart of the Esper』 was a tragic love story where Shi Yu-hyeon, an S-class guide, was entangled with several Esper and was involved in a dangerous situation.

Espers needed the guiding ability of the S-class guide. Since the S-class guide was more valuable than a B-class Esper, it was natural for Espers to be attracted to Shi Yu-hyeon.

The fact that he couldn’t bear was Guide Lee Bomin. He was a B-class Guide, but he used his natural beauty and sleeping skills to treat the higher-class Esper like accessories. But he couldn’t stand the situation of being trapped in a situation where he was forced to sleep.

The character of Lee Bomin in the original work was a villain who tormented Shi Yu-hyeon and ultimately met a brutal end at the hands of one of the S-class Esper.

The names of the other characters also came to mind. The first person Bomin met was Han Biseong.

All the characters in the novel had distinctive names, making them memorable. Comparing the physical characteristics of the guy who treated Bomin like a s*x toy with the descriptions in the novel, there could be only one match.

Han Biseong was an S-rank esper who freely controlled flames.

Initially stunned by this sudden situation, Bomin eventually approached the window to observe outside.

After gathering all the information he had, it became clear that he had been transmigrated into the novel he read. A typical person might feel despair, confusion, or resentment towards whoever caused this, but instead, Bomin’s lips curved upwards with excitement.

“How many bastards am I going to devour? Han Biseong, Song Jaeho, Won Seongwoo, Yoon Bisam, and… Shi Yu-hyeon.”

Just looking at Han Biseong, his appearance alone would’ve sparked fierce competition among talent agencies in the real world. The novel also described the others as equally impressive.

“Well, being transmigrated isn’t so bad after all.”

Bomin chuckled, eagerly anticipating what lay ahead.