Lovers

38

We’re Close

“Crazy… Don’t…”

Even though I tried to push him away, Riegel remained unmoved. He was determined to turn over my exhausted body and scrape out all the semen he had ejaculated inside me. As if that wasn’t enough, he carried me into the bathroom and even put water into my anus.

Aaaaaah—

A scream burst out. The sensation of water entering my body was unbearable. Riegel even inserted a silicone object into my anus, saying I needed to hold the water for a moment. Just when I had made up my mind to use violence against Riegel, he hugged me and whispered,

“You’re hard. Looks like you like this too.”

Riegel was in the bathtub with me. He held me sitting on top of him, hugging me while caressing my genitals with his hand. Looking down, I could see my erect penis in the water.

At that moment, I felt slightly disgusted with myself. Getting hard while being given something like an enema? Just before I could have a reality check, Riegel sucked on my ear.

“Cute.”

“…This is ridiculous…”

“If you let me do the aftercare every time we have sex, I’ll take care of one of your worries.”

I don’t know what he put in my anus. Whatever it was, the plug was tightly blocking my anus, and the urge to defecate was painfully losing its way in my stomach and growing larger. And somehow, somehow…

“You’re even leaking pre-cum. You actually like this, don’t you?”

“…”

“Just nod. Whatever your preferences or fetishes are, I’ll match them 100%.”

“F*ck, I need to sh*t…”

“Just two more minutes.”

Riegel kissed my ear, temple, and cheek. Like someone who didn’t know what to do with their affection for me. Is this what dating and sex are all about? The relationship flows uncontrollably like riding a roller coaster. It’s too fast, with no way to control the speed.

Eventually, Riegel even checked what I expelled into the toilet. He said it was only water, but I think probably not. He cleaned me with a bidet, washed me once more in the shower, and then put me back in the bathtub. Just like during the enema earlier, I was sitting on his legs with my head resting on his chest.

Ah, it’s not physical exhaustion, but I feel like I’m losing my mind a bit.

“Why are you doing this kind of thing?”

This seems a bit perverse. No, do you perhaps have a taste for such dirty things? There were several things I wanted to confirm, but my head wasn’t working well. With my brain tired, I didn’t even want to open my eyes.

“For something you call ‘this kind of thing,’ you came from both ends earlier, didn’t you?”

“…”

“You seem to think I’m doing this with you while liking Lee Shin-yeon, but I’m not that flexible of a person.”

I don’t doubt that he doesn’t like Lee Shin-yeon.

The reason I don’t doubt this is because I know Riegel isn’t the type of person to say such things just to please me. From what I’ve seen so far, he’s not someone who would lie about this. Above all, I could feel that the way he pronounced the name Lee Shin-yeon had become quite matter-of-fact.

When I didn’t say anything, he lifted my chin. Compared to me, who was leaning back loosely, he was sitting up straight and was above me. When I opened my eyes, our gazes met. His face slowly came down. His wet hair brushed against my cheek.

“The person I like is right here.”

Not far away, out of reach.

He kissed me. It wasn’t the first time I’d heard someone say they liked me, but it felt like the first time. Among many “I like you”s, this was the first one that seemed to seep into my heart. Hearing “I like you” while being exhausted after showing so many dirty sides of myself isn’t normal. It’s not healthy. But it was sweet. Ah, it seems I wanted this kind of “I like you.”

“Fall in love. Fall in love with the person you like. The kind of love where you meet normally and become happy, or even if you break up, you’re left with good memories. Not the kind of love where you die without it, or the kind that ruins your life if it’s not that love. Just, fall in love.”

Father, I guess I wasn’t actually interested in the kind of love where you meet normally and become happy, or where you’re left with good memories even if you break up. It seems I wanted the kind of love where I get aroused by the sight of someone crying in despair, where someone drags me down to the bottom and tells me they like me.

“What a coincidence.”

I raised my hand and pressed the back of Riegel’s head. The feather-light kiss deepened. We intertwined our tongues. The sound of water echoed in the bathroom. The sound of water also resonated between the two of us. In this place where everything was mixing together, I paused the kiss and whispered.

“The person I like is here too.”

And we kissed again. It felt like a kiss that would never end.

I knew that Sebastian Riegel was an incredibly wealthy man. Yes, he was truly a great rich man. Having a father who was synonymous with wealth in our country, how could he not be? Even that ancient Asian palace-like mansion he lived in was something that couldn’t be created with just any amount of money. Yes, I thought I knew about his wealth.

“Father! Over here!”

“Wow, let’s take a picture here too!”

The sight of my father and siblings looking down from the second floor of Lumaier Airport seemed a bit unfamiliar. They all looked excited. As I sipped the coffee Riegel had bought me, I asked without taking my eyes off them.

“What’s the pretext?”

“A special program called ‘Families Joined by God’ broadcasting on RBS.”

“What’s it about exactly?”

“It’s about a Catholic priest traveling around the Erica continent with the children from his orphanage, who he has taken in with love, doing volunteer work. They’ll film for a month or two and air it for about 6 weeks. It’s a program sponsored by Riegel Bank. Of course, there will be huge advertisements for Riegel Bank.”

For the past few days, he had been giving me enemas after we had sex. I pretended to dislike it, but actually, I didn’t mind much. The very act of sharing this dirty act was pleasure for me. Riegel also actively made sure I felt good.

And after looking it up, I found that his insistence on enemas was correct. Keeping semen in the intestines wasn’t good. Using condoms would be fine too, but… I didn’t mind receiving his semen, nor did I mind the enemas that came with it.

And I liked the time spent in his arms with my mental state in tatters. For others, sex might be something pretty and lovely. But for me, it was closer to the disassembly process before reassembly.

Just because of this one thing called enemas, Riegel became involved in every aspect of my life, but it felt a bit odd to talk about privacy with someone who had seen even my enemas. So even now, from head to toe, I was dressed and accessorized according to Riegel’s taste. Even the coffee was something Riegel had bought on his own, but it was so delicious that I couldn’t even find room to complain.

“Two months…”

That’s a suitable amount of time.

“Since the Erica continent is a dangerous place, of course, there will be a security team following, and they’re people carefully selected by Kouri. They won’t be able to lay a finger on them.”

“Even without that, it would be difficult to touch Father in Erica.”

“Because he’s a priest?”

“He was in the World Service Society for a long time. He has considerable connections there.”

My father saved numerous refugees, sick people, and persecuted individuals while he was with the World Service Society. I was also one of the many people my father had saved. Father, on the other hand, lacked connections within Rotman. Father was the type of person who had more acquaintances and connections in harsher environments. He can respond wisely no matter what happens. And if a security team carefully selected by SAAD follows them, it would be even safer.

“If you let me do the aftercare every time we have sex, I’ll take care of one of your worries.”

When he said he’d take care of one of my worries, I didn’t expect it to be on such a large scale.

All of my worries were being packaged together and about to fly off to Erica.

Worried that my siblings or father on the first floor might recognize me, I pulled my hat down even lower while carefully observing their mood. They all looked visibly excited. Even Father was like that.

Well, Father always wanted to return to the field. The reason Father returned to Rotman was solely because of me, the son he had adopted. When adopting me, Father almost got excommunicated from the Catholic Church. Fortunately, he avoided excommunication, but the controversy lasted for years, and during that time, he raised me while setting up an orphanage at the church and raising other children as well. As a result, he became tied down in various ways.

“Thank you.”

Otto Layer won’t be able to use Father and my orphanage siblings as hostages. That alone is reassuring. Moreover, aren’t Father and my siblings enjoying themselves like that? With my salary alone, I couldn’t have given them such smiles. Although I’m among the high-income earners in Rotman, I don’t earn enough to provide comfort for so many people.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen everyone looking so happy.”

At my words, Riegel shook his head.

“They all said they were worried about you.”

“Worried about me?”

“Yes. It seems they hesitated a lot because they were worried you might come to Romberg when they weren’t there. I heard they only signed after promising several times that they would make sure you could contact them if you came, and even had it explicitly stated in the contract.”

I couldn’t help but smile at that. While they were so happy to go, they still hesitated because they were worried I might end up standing alone in the empty cathedral. I appreciated that sentiment.

“You must be close?”

When Riegel asked, I rested my elbows on the second-floor railing and propped up my chin.

“Of course we’re close. Aren’t you close with your family?”

“We are.”

“I thought you might not be as close since you don’t live together.”

“No, they all really hate that I live on my own.”

At Riegel’s words, I replied, “You really are close,” while turning my gaze to the first floor. Father and my siblings were now entering the departure area. The staff were also entering with them, and even from a distance, it was easy to distinguish who was staff and who was security disguised as staff. Are they all going in well? As I was checking with my eyes while drinking coffee, Riegel said,

“So they’re all probably curious about you.”

Pfft—

I ended up spitting out my coffee right there.