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Ang Ang Chapter 7
Ang Ang Chapter 7
Ang Ang – Chapter 07
Chapter 07
5:30 am AM
Out of habit, Gyuwon opened his eyes. The interior of the room was still dark, so he didn’t realize where he was for a minute. But the hair touching his hand reminded him of everything and he was distressed by the face he saw lying on the pillow.
After suffering for a long time, he silently removed his arm from Hwayoung, who was sleeping soundly on his arm like a lovely lover. He then covered Hwayoung with the blanket and went to the bathroom. His ass hurt, but not enough that he couldn’t walk.
The pain wasn’t as bad as he thought. Gyuwon, checking his body while showering, admitted that Hwayoung’s treatment was right. The scratches on her neck were barely visible and her nipples were only slightly swollen. Despite the tear on his lips, he parted them with an ‘Ah,’ and found no problem. If there was a problem, it was with his ass, aching even now. But he didn’t look torn. It was just a side effect of forcibly opening it.
Gyuwon had a look of embarrassment with the feeling that he still had something inside him. He thought for a while under the shower and then reached for his ass, touching it. Yesterday’s events came to mind.
Crawling around like a dog dealing with an enema and getting permission to poop. Telling him the size of the vibrator he uses to masturbate. Saying the words, ‘please let me come’ and begging. He remembered every moment he cried while moaning ‘Anh’. It was sweet but embarrassing, which made her insides throb. Screaming ‘it’s going to rip’ and being scolded for squeezing more.
‘Tighter. Subscribers don’t enjoy first! ‘
When Hwayoung’s cold but furious disapproval came to mind, Gyuwon couldn’t help but shove a finger into his ass. He blocked his cock with his hand just like Hwayoung’s hand did and cried softly enough to hide it under the sound of the water. His voice “Nnn…Nghh- Anh-Anhhh-N-Ngh” echoed off the bathroom walls, entering her ears. In his head, Hwayoung demanded: ‘Try to beg’.
“Please…let me…come.”
The water dripping from the shower washed Gyuwon’s guilt and self-control down the drain. After Hwayoung, who got in his way, made him grab his own penis and beg for permission to come a few times, the Hwayoung in his head said in a low voice, ‘Do it’. And only after he removed his hand from his cock was he able to taste the sweet, mind-numbing ejaculation. “Anhhhhhhh…!” His voice cut through the sound of the water, bouncing against the tiles.
He didn’t know how long he’d been in that position. Gyuwon lifted his body. Hwayoung’s voice was still ringing in his head.
_ This is what you do whenever we are doing an enema.
He masturbated exactly as he was taught. Thinking of him, begging the fantasy version of him for permission.
He lifted his head from the cold floor. He lay back down when the shower water hit him. Their cheek and shoulders touched, fully lifting her ass, but instead of opening them, he thrust into her ass. He endured the stinging sensation and, pushing with one, two fingers, slowly opened the membrane.
_ I will train you how to open it later. Opening completely. Opening her ass wide enough to see inside.
Was he opening up properly now? He had no way of knowing. But because Hwayoung told him to practice, he realized that he should practice as much as possible. Hwayoung has probably played with many people. Because Hwayoung told him yesterday to stop acting like a beginner. He must have played with a wide variety of people… he was probably the least fun sub. He wanted to receive praise from Hwayoung. Thinking he should work hard to make that happen, Gyuwon got up and showered while enduring the throbbing sensation of opening his ass. His excitement had subsided by the time he finished showering. When he came out of the bathroom while drying his hair, Gyuwon backed away a bit. Because Hwayoung was standing in front of the bathroom with a mysterious smile.
His heart pounded, thinking he might have been caught. Was he caught masturbating while asking Hwayoung for permission, thinking about Hwayoung and practicing opening his ass just like he demanded?
Looking directly at Gyuwon, who looked at him, looking stiff, Hwayoung chuckled.
“You know, Gyuwon-ssi, your crying voice is very beautiful.”
He heard it.
Gyuwon lowered his head while holding the towel over his head with both hands. The difference in his physique was clearer with their naked bodies. Hwayoung’s body was perfect, nothing was too much trouble. Even if you knead the dough with your hands, it will never come out like his. The reason his muscles weren’t particularly visible is because he didn’t do any special exercises for them. But Hwayoung’s body, consisting of a single organism, looked well-groomed yet strong.
Hwayoung walked past Gyuwon and entered the bathroom. Leaving behind the laugh “Hehehe”.
Gyuwon looked at himself in the mirror above the dressing table in the living room. A menacing face. Scars that clearly show what he’s done. Dark and tanned skin. Arm and leg muscles more developed than he could possibly have and running to his complexion. He sighed again at the terribly rude-looking general impression a handsome man chose. He didn’t want to be a woman or a handsome young man, but he wanted to look good for Hwayoung. But no matter how much he thought about it, he just sighed because it was impossible to consider from his point of view. His crying voice is very beautiful, Hwayoung’s voice echoed inside his head, Gyuwon’s face turning red. He was happy, though it wasn’t a compliment for a man. He was born with a slave disposition.
At that moment, a phone rang. Gyuwon wondered what he should do for a while, then picked up the phone. It could be the reception or something. He figured he was supposed to ask if they were checking out, but his hunch was half right.
‘Good Morning. This is the normal morning call. It’s now 7 o’clock.
It looks like Hwayoung was a regular. The words ‘always’ made him slightly bitter. Gyuwon said, ‘Yes, thank you very much’ and was about to hang up the phone. But the woman on the phone asked, ‘Are you the customer, Yoon Hwayoung?’, to which Gyuwon replied, ‘No, I’m the bodyguard,’ and she said:
I apologize, but could you come to the parking lot for a moment? Something happened to the Mercedes you drove.
Gyuwon knocked on the bathroom door. He thought that Hwayoung would answer from within, but he opened the door and left. He was already exhausted. Hwayoung, who came out rubbing her hair dry, and looked at him like she was telling him to say what she had to say.
“I’ll need to go down to the parking lot as something happened to the car. I’ll be right back.”
“Let’s go together. We just have to wear our clothes.”
It wasn’t until Gyuwon saw Hwayoung putting on his clothes that he realized he was also naked. He dressed hastily and started cleaning the place. All dressed up, Hwayoung pulled Gyuwon’s arm. “Leave. It’s included in the service charge. The parking issue is more important,” he said, guiding him, and Gyuwon ended up leaving with him.
“What was the club doing while this was happening?”
Hwayoung asked in a sincerely curious tone, but the club staff simply bowed their heads. The Mercedes was almost completely destroyed. The glass windows were all broken, the wheels sagging, the air escaping them, the hood sunk and even the roof dented. It was clearly crushed at random with a stick or bat. In addition, there was malicious writing. ‘Die you perverted bastard’ was written in ink.
The manager calmly said, “We apologize. B-But since only yours ended up like this, I believe it was made by someone who has a deep grudge against you. ”
Hwayoung secretly looked at Gyuwon. Compared to yesterday, Gyuwon was looking at the car, completely expressionless, and circled it once, but it was a very cautious gesture.
“So what am I supposed to do? You assume it’s the work of someone who has a grudge against me, so I should call the police – Is that what I’m supposed to do? ”
The manager shook his head at Hwayoung’s words, looking like he was about to cry. If the police get involved in this, the store will have to close its doors. At Hwayoung’s words, the manager said with his head down, “We will take responsibility, fix it, and send it back to you.
Examining the car, Gyuwon felt sorry for the manager. The cost of fixing a broken Mercedes, he didn’t know if his boss would leave the manager because of it. But they still had to fix the car, so that part was inevitable.
Even as they were getting into the taxi, the staff repeatedly said, ‘We are sorry’, while bending at the waist. Gyuwon just stared straight ahead, unable to even look at them properly because of how uncomfortable he was. Hwayoung said, ‘I’ll leave it to you’, but his expression didn’t look so good.
When Hwayoung’s expression didn’t improve even 20 minutes after the taxi departed, Gyuwon, who glanced at his face, reassured him in a low voice,
“It’s going to be okay. Because I’ll protect you.”
Hwayoung beamed at those words. Encouraged by that smile, Gyuwon added,
“You don’t have to worry too much.”
Hwayoung smiled again at his words.
Hwayoung smiled because Gyuwon’s “I’ll protect you” was half innocent while the rest was just absurd. It was an innocent enough remark that if her family heard it, she would throw up what she ate. But then again, the Hwayoung in Gyuwon’s eyes was different from how others or Hwayoung himself see it. Is it because Gyuwon seems like a terribly strong man, and he’s actually a strong person?
When he returned home, his anger had also subsided a little. Hwayoung, thinking about how he wanted to go home, eat the food Gyuwon makes, and how he hadn’t had a vacation in a while, doing something together with Gyuwon, saw the words ‘House of a pervert’ painted on his apartment door. , his face hardened again.
“I’ll have to cover it with paper or something for now and buy some paint.”
Gyuwon muttered upon seeing those words. Opening the door next to Hwayoung, who was frowning, Gyuwon asked, “Aren’t you going in?” The voice of Hwayoung who said “I will”, rose up again in anger.
Hwayoung sat on the couch, remembering the people who had a grudge against him while Gyuwon actively moved around. He tore up the calendar from Hwayoung’s house, stuck it on the door to cover the letters, and then put the food on the table.
“Please eat.”
He wouldn’t have played it if it had been done by someone else, but Hwayoung obediently got up from the couch and walked over to the table. His annoyance had increased, but the food was delicious and he began to feel better the more he ate. Also, Gyuwon diligently served him water, and as he finished his meal, asked him if he wanted some coffee, which made him feel even better. In good spirits imagining Gyuwon wearing an apron, Hwayoung cutely held out a cup with both hands and said with a smile, “Another cup of coffee, please.”
This cute act was quite effective on Gyuwon. Hwayoung was a cute and sociable man, except when he was joking. He looks cold after contorting his face, but this creates a gentle atmosphere for him. He smiled most of the time and was a kind and polite man to Gyuwon from the start. Gyuwon poured a generous amount of coffee, thinking ‘he’s really cute’. Then Hwayoung smiled again, saying “You’re really good at making coffee too”. He didn’t know if it was stalking or extreme phobia, but either way, they had a good time.
After eating, Hwayoung forcibly left along with Gyuwon, who was going to buy paint. Paint colors could be requested, so Hwayoung examined the color palettes with a smile. Hwayoung liked the purple one, but as Gyuwon advised him that he could be targeted in various ways if he stood out too much, he decided to just paint it white like the other houses.
“You know a lot about this.”
Hwayoung whistled slightly in wonder. Unlike Hwayoung, who just wanted to buy paint, Gyuwon bought this and that, paint-like things so the paint would stick well and last a long time. Hwayoung suddenly turned his head towards Gyuwon in amazement. It might have looked like he was angry at someone who didn’t know him, but Hwayoung laughed, feeling that he looked away because he was shy.
YOU ADORABLE. The fact that Hwayoung’s anger disappeared after eating Gyuwon’s food is simply…ugh. And the fact that if someone else did that, he wouldn’t even touch it.
