The man, who had tilted his head back, closed his eyes and gave a short groan. Strength gathered in the hand gripping one of Yeon's breasts, and the large hand that was kneading the soft flesh also grabbed the stiff nipple in the middle, twisted it, and scratched hard at the hardened tip.

The penis twitching inside his pussy shook a little more, then soon began pouring out hot, thick semen. Glug, glug. Because of the semen shot toward the frail uterine walls, the lower belly numbed as if hit by something, and Yeon rolled his eyes in a strange sense of satisfaction. The fingertips and toes that were still lying in a straight line curled hard.

"Hh... heh....!"

"Whoo...."

Having poured all of his into the cramped belly, he moved his waist dully and enjoyed the afterglow. When he stirred inside with his penis to check how well the child had taken it, the insides, sloshing with semen like a basin of water, could be felt, and the vagina, ripe just right, cringed in shock. Only then did a satisfied sigh escape.

Shake, shake-

"Hhk! U! Ahuuuaaa....!"

"Mm, our Baby. You squeezed your pussy tight so Darling wouldn't leave? Good child. You're so pretty I could die...."

"Heek, het, I, I... leav, go...."

"Do you think it's coming out? I know, I know. Baby, let's go pee now."

Saeon, who lifted the trembling Yeon into his arms, did not pull out his penis and strode toward the bathroom. Yeon, with his legs wide open and his back resting against Saeon's chest, rubbed the back of his head against the solid shoulder and panted, while he licked the corner of Yeon's eyes and carelessly pushed open the bathroom door. There, in front of the toilet.

"Now, that's it. Hold your penis and... pee...."

"Haa, hah...."

The man, who hooked an arm under Yeon's knees and leaned his body forward, licked the ears that had turned bright red with embarrassment and whispered into them. Pee. Pee.... At the sticky sound of the saliva from the person licking his ear hole and the gentle voice helping him urinate, Yeon's face collapsed, and a yellow stream began to flow from the pee hole aimed at the toilet.

Drip, trickle-!

"Hah, aah...."

"Pee.... Baby, you need to keep peeing."

"Huuk, hk, hm...."

"Is it not coming out well?"

When Yeon sniveled sadly because he could not get his pee out comfortably, he frowned and smiled. Then, saying that there was no need to cry so much, he teased the child a little and lifted the arm hooked under his knees, stretching out a long hand. It was only an instant that the nipple, trembling from the bathroom's cold air, was pinched.

"Hik! Uhuut-!"

"Now, yes.... Ajusshi will help Yeon. That's it...."

Yeon's body folded in half, and he was lifted into the air, the nipple pinched and his body shaken up and down. Not only did he caress the breast, he also shoved the penis planted in the pussy upward, poking at the cervical opening, and Yeon quickly made a pretty sound and peed. In many ways, he was a baby who required a lot of care.

Shhh- shhhhhh-!

"Ah! Ahng, ahng....!"

"Do you only pee if I poke you with my penis, our Baby? Agh, you're peeing well. Now let's look here."

Saeon, as if dealing with a newborn, doted on Yeon and spoke in a surprisingly tender voice. Following the man's voice, which drew attention with little popping sounds from his mouth, Yeon's head turned blankly, and soon Yeon was peeing into the toilet while his tongue was being sucked. The fingers that had been painfully pinching his nipples were now gently circling them, as if soothing the abused flesh.

"Huum, ah, huuut...."

"Mmm...."

Yeon rolled his eyes, swept up in surging pleasure. While receiving his kiss, he kept his penis tightly held and emptied out even the last drop of urine, and the man kissed him sweetly as if praising him, then soon sucked and licked every inch of Yeon's face as he went limp in his arms. Down below, he even shook and brushed off the penis that had finished peeing.

After flushing the toilet, the man went to the side and turned on the sink to adjust the temperature. After confirming that the water was warm, he sat the child on the sink and washed the penis with water. His hands were so skilled it was like he was raising a child.

Completely relaxed by that touch, Yeon began nodding off. Intercourse as soon as he opened his eyes, then urinating in his lover's arms. And then cleaning up afterward. Yeon now knew that when that was over, he would start drawing bathwater.

His Husband always watched him pee after sex and washed with him. Yeon, exhausted from intense exercise from early morning and unable to keep up with his beast-like stamina, always fell asleep around this time, and then he would lay Yeon back down on the bed after washing him clean and go off to prepare for work. It was a routine repeated every day, so he would surely do the same today too.

"Baby, sleepy?"

"Mm, Darling...."

"Sleep more. I'll wash you."

He held the small body that was clinging to him and started drawing bathwater. Fitting the penis he had taken out for a moment back into the hole, saying he would keep semen from leaking out while washing, was also an accustomed task.

"U, ut...."

"Shh, good....?"

The bathwater that wrapped around his Husband's semen-filled belly and entire body sloshed together, and that warm, slow wave gave a strange sense of stability. He could feel the penis that had burrowed into the mumbling hole moving fiercely, but at least during this time while they washed together, the man was not rough with him. Knowing that, Yeon let himself go blank and caught his breath. Sleep kept coming over him, and he could hardly hold his body up.

Chu, chu-

The corners of the man's mouth, kissing Yeon's temple, were softly lifted. The hand lazily fondling the lengthened nipples was very gentle.

In the warm embrace, Yeon squirmed little by little, then soon fell asleep.

He had his own thing layered over the big hand that warmly wrapped his lower belly.

Knock, knock-

Yeon, lying blankly, slowly sat up at the sound of knocking.

Before hearing Yeon's answer, the other person opened the door and came in on his own, and on the tray in his hand were neatly arranged dishes. It was mealtime.

It had been several months since Yeon had come to live in the main house. Saeon had been holding out by bringing all his work into the study and trying his hardest to stay attached to the house, but from some time ago he had started going to the company again. His outside schedule had been increasing too, and if this kept up, people coming to the vice chairman's office might start imagining strange things upon seeing a room with no owner, so he said he needed to keep his place soon.

At the strong insistence of the secretarial staff, the man, with a face that looked like he wanted to die from annoyance, eventually put aside the enjoyment of sticking to the child day and night and headed for the company. And so Yeon was left alone in the spacious bedroom while he went out to work.

In the early dawn, he received his sexual appetite, cried a little on the toilet, and when the lower body was washed, he fell asleep in the bathtub. Then when he opened his eyes, it was now. Lunchtime. It was the moment when the real day of Yeon, who was prone to sleeping in, began.

Clack-

A tray with one meal was placed on the bedside table, and the person who took out the stand brought with them unfolded it on Yeon's knees and moved the tray there. Now Yeon ate not on the cold floor of the annex, but on the bed of the master of this mansion. For Yeon, who had been picking at mysterious meals every day, it was a grateful and surprising change.

"I'll enjoy the meal...."

After bowing his greeting, Yeon lifted his head and blankly blinked for a moment while looking up at the person who had brought him the food.

Usually, there was a set person who brought the meal. A tall woman with short hair and glasses. The mechanical-faced Servant, who brought food at the set time every day without showing the slightest emotion, was someone Saeon had personally picked to be in charge of Yeon's meals. But....

"...."

"...."

The one meeting Yeon's upward gaze was a man. He also had short hair, but no glasses, and with a face that seemed tense and slightly dazed, swallowing hard, he stood there and kept looking at Yeon.

The distance was far too close, but Yeon, merely finding it strange that a stranger had brought the food, did not think deeply and turned his head back to start eating. Clink. Clink. When he lifted the spoon and ate the rice and soup, the food, perfectly suited to Yeon's taste, warmly filled his tired body. A happy smile spread over his face.

"...."

The man stood quietly and watched Yeon like that. His narrow neck and shoulders, the nipples and areolas with clear bite marks, that soft body packed with bright red bruises, clearly someone who had been in another person's arms until just before.

Unlike the previous person, who left immediately after setting down the meal, he stood there while Yeon ate everything on the tray, and even afterward he kept looking down at Yeon as if possessed by something.

After finishing the meal, Yeon saw that he still had not taken away the tray and kept staring at him, and after seeming to think for a moment, he bowed his head politely to him again as he had at first. Saying thank you for the meal, he looked back up at him, and the man's face suddenly came rushing right up close. Startled, Yeon shrank his shoulders as a low voice asked him.

"Is it tasty?"

"...."

Standing so close that his thigh almost touched the bed, the man bent his upper body deeply and met Yeon's eyes. Then he asked the same question once more.

"I'm asking if it tastes good."

For a moment, Yeon did not understand the question and only blinked blankly. Was he asking if the rice tasted good? But the man with the scary eyes seemed to be asking about the taste of something else and almost interrogating Yeon.