How to Become a Sadist’s Lover

The man clicked his tongue and spoke, seemingly sensing what Yan was thinking.

“This kind of club can’t operate openly. This place just does viral marketing with petty cash. If you want to meet proper people, you need to go to a proper club.”

The hand that had been gently caressing Yan’s cheek now firmly gripped his chin. Ugh. Yan moved his lips slightly. He could easily imagine that his cheeks were probably squeezed into what looked like fish lips.

“So? Why did you come here?”

“…To become a masochist.”

Yan was gradually beginning to realize that this answer was odd. Sure enough, the man didn’t hide his disbelief.

“What?”

“I thought if I came here, I could become a masochist.”

“You didn’t come here to express hidden tendencies you’ve just realized? Don’t joke around, why not give a common answer like that.”

“…”

“Look, this isn’t something you can just become. It’s innate. It’s a tendency you’re born with.”

Tendency. That word stuck firmly in Yan’s ear. In that moment, Sirius’s words came to mind.

“Yan, I’m a sadist, I can’t date ordinary people.”

Tears suddenly burst forth. Yan sniffled without even trying to hide his flowing tears.

“Th-then, what should I do?”

“What do you mean?”

“That person s-said he’s a sadist. *Sniff* Then I have no choice but to become a m-masochist. *Sniff*”

“Oh my…”

The strength left the man’s hand that had been firmly holding Yan’s chin. Instead, he carefully cradled Yan’s cheek and delicately wiped away his tears. Wow, what a pleasant touch. Yan thought this even as he continued crying. Though it was too dark to see clearly, he was sure the man had long, elegant fingers. Just like Sirius’s.

“Whatever suits you, but play in quality places. Don’t just accept and drink whatever someone gives you. That’s why you ended up like this.”

The man pressed his other hand against Yan’s groin area. Yan tensed his buttocks and arched his back. Only then did he realize that his dick was half-erect. Probably due to the drug that guy had given him earlier.

“I-I’m already regretting that.”

To think that an active police officer would fall victim to a date rape drug—he couldn’t even vent about this to his colleagues. Despite having properly completed training on sex crimes, it was inexplicable how useless that knowledge had been in practice.

“Then get yourself together and leave. As soon as you exit this room, leave the club and go straight home. Understand?”

The man tapped Yan’s cheek as he spoke. It wasn’t painful, but it had a weighty force behind it. Far from being unpleasant, Yan actually welcomed it, feeling like each tap brought him back to his senses.

“Wait.”

The man rose from the bed. Yan hurriedly grabbed the hem of his shirt.

“What?”

“Please recommend something. Where exactly is this high-quality club you mentioned?”

“You still want to find another club after what happened to you?”

Looking at you, it wouldn’t be strange if you got completely devoured anywhere. The man added bluntly.

“…But I’m going to become someone suitable for him no matter what.”

This kind of statement is usually used when promising to become a better person. Yan felt self-deprecating. Anyway, whether becoming better or worse, he just needed to be someone who could stand beside Sirius.

“Must be quite the extraordinary love.”

“Yes.”

“What’s so great about this guy anyway?”

“He saved me.”

Though the man asked in a sneering tone, Yan responded earnestly without minding. In truth, Yan wasn’t in his right mind in many ways. So much so that he didn’t even notice the man’s hands slowly caressing his calves.

The man started from Yan’s ankle, moving up his calf, and then fondling the flesh of his inner thigh. Thanks to that trash from earlier who had removed his pants, the soft skin was directly gripped without a piece of cloth in between. Only when the soft flesh was firmly grabbed did Yan notice something was wrong.

“Take your hand off, that’s a place even he hasn’t touched yet.”

“How ridiculous. You’re not even dating, yet you’re trying to maintain your chastity?”

“…”

“For all you know, the guy you like could be rolling around with someone else right now.”

At those words, a cold wind swept through Yan’s heart. Just imagining Sirius with someone else was enough to make him cry. In fact, Yan was already sobbing.

“Why would you say that?”

Of course, Sirius might actually be with someone else right now. He was an undeniably handsome and sexy man, so there was no reason he couldn’t be.

But there was no need to pointedly remind him of that.

“H-he is…”

As the ceiling seemed to spin each time he blinked, Yan chose to close his eyes instead. Then the image of Sirius from when they first met appeared.

“So very kind.”

It was right in the middle of a situation with bullets flying. A vampire who had lost control was going berserk. To make matters worse, it was quite a strong one, so things were turning serious.

New York was always rife with incidents involving vampires. It was natural in a place bustling with all kinds of species, including humans. Because of this, all New York police officers were used to such situations, but this vampire was “acting crazy” enough to trouble even them all. It was truly fitting to describe him that way.

“Yan!”

He didn’t know vampires could transform blood into wings. The vampire swooped down like a giant eagle in an instant and snatched Yan. Yan didn’t even realize what had happened to him. When he came to his senses, he was already soaring through the air, pierced by the creature’s claws.

“Really strong.”

That’s when Sirius appeared.

He was a “vampire hunter,” a profession in high demand in New York. Later he told Yan that at that time, he had been resolving another vampire-related incident nearby. Then, upon spotting Yan being carried through the air, impaled by vampire claws, he immediately jumped in.

“An incredibly beautiful person.”

With a thud, fresh blood poured down. Kyaaak! From the vampire’s painful scream, Yan realized it had suffered a severe injury. Looking up, he saw its back had been torn open, blood streaming down.

“Stay still.”

A low voice came from somewhere. Despite the situation, it was a calm voice. Yan deliberately went limp at those words. The next moment, there was a gunshot, and then he began to fall.

“Aaaaaah!”

It was fortunate that the vampire had been fatally wounded, but at this rate, he would die too. Rather than dying from a fall, wouldn’t it be better to die fighting the vampire? As he prepared himself for the impending pain, someone caught him.

“Are you alright?”

“Huh? Huh, huh?”

Yan opened his tightly closed eyes. He saw blue eyes with a grayish tint.

“Are you alright?”

The man asked again. Only then did Yan realize that he was hanging from a building, holding onto a rope.

“H-how?”

More than anything, he wondered how the man had appeared at just the right position. As Yan trembled and asked, the man wrapped his arm around Yan’s shoulder.

“It’s all over. Look, your colleagues are finishing up over there.”

Bang, bang! As soon as the man finished speaking, gunshots were heard. Followed by prayer, the sound of holy water being sprinkled, death throes…

The situation that had seemed destined for a hard struggle concluded rather anticlimactically. While being lowered while clinging to the man, Yan felt his heart pounding.

Yes. At that moment, Yan fell in love with the man—Sirius.

“So that’s why I…”

Becoming a masochist was actually one of the easier options, Yan thought. At least it was easier than changing his gender or his natural appearance.

“I get it.”

Slap! The man lightly spanked his butt. Had he not been interested in Yan’s story? He whistled as if to say they should stop the conversation here, and then began kneading Yan’s thigh.

“But aren’t you uncomfortable? Being this hard, I mean.”

“…!”

When the man flicked his finger against Yan’s dick, Yan tensed his entire body. The sexual desire he had momentarily forgotten came rushing back with that single touch.

“Ah, don’t. No, no. Yes, ungh.”

“Make up your mind—are you saying no or yes?”

A voice laced with amusement teased Yan. The hands fondling his dick were even more playful than that voice. Yan found himself shaking his head without realizing it.

“Do it. Instead of just teasing, do it properly.”

“I don’t want to, what should we do?”

Even while saying this, the man didn’t remove his hand from Yan’s dick. Somehow his hand had slipped under Yan’s underwear and was now stroking the dick. Yet he refused to touch the sensitive parts like the head, which was incredibly frustrating.

“D-do it, ahh…!”

“You can’t be the only one feeling good, so if you give me what I want…”