Let Me Take Care of You—Like This

Splash, splash—.

Beyond my consciousness, which had gone completely dark, I could hear the faint sound of water being stirred.

My body felt like it was floating, swaying unsteadily, a strange sensation.

But it felt too vivid to be a dream.

As I tried to distinguish whether it was a dream or reality, my submerged mind began to surface bit by bit.

I lifted my heavy eyelids, weighed down by drowsiness, and saw I was sitting in a bathtub filled with water.

“Are you coming to your senses?”

“…….”

Beomwoo’s voice came from right beside me.

I lifted my head and looked to the side.

Beomwoo was looking at me from outside the tub with a serious expression.

Haejin blinked blankly, slowly regaining his senses, trying to figure out what this situation was.

I wondered why I was in the water.

It seemed Beomwoo had been washing me.

We were definitely in the middle of s*x just a moment ago…

Did I pass out?

It had been a long time since I’d had s*x, and it was the first time with this body.

Maybe because of that, it felt much more burdensome and unfamiliar to accept him compared to before.

And Beomwoo had been much stronger and more relentless than in the past, driving into me without pause, so I couldn’t keep my mind straight at all.

How many times had I come?

I think I lost consciousness around the time I couldn’t keep count anymore.

As Haejin wondered why he was in the tub, he realized Beomwoo was still watching him with concern, waiting for an answer, and hurriedly opened his mouth.

“Yes, I… Ahem, ahem…!”

Haejin tried to answer his question and ask how long he had been asleep.

But the moment he tried to speak, he couldn’t continue, stunned by the sound coming from his own mouth.

His voice was cracked and hoarse, as if from a drought, not sounding like his own at all.

Haejin hastily cleared his throat and tried to steady his voice again, but it didn’t return.

Why is my voice like this…?

Haejin seriously wrapped his hands around his neck like the little mermaid who had lost her voice, then flinched as a memory from before passing out came to mind.

It seemed his voice had become like this from screaming too much while they were intertwined.

Even though Beomwoo had told me during s*x not to hold back my sounds, that there was no need to hide them and he wanted to hear them, Haejin, by nature, couldn’t bring himself to make sounds freely.

So even though his heart felt at ease, he tried to suppress and muffle his cries in his own way.

But the s*x that continued to the point where he lost count eventually stripped him of reason, and he moaned as his body demanded, almost crying.

His memory was too hazy to recall properly, but a faint impression remained of him clinging and sobbing like a child.

The embarrassingly cracked and hoarse voice coming from his mouth now was shameful enough, but remembering how he had lost all reason and clung to Beomwoo during s*x made him want to hide in a mouse hole.

But there was nowhere to hide here.

Feeling a petty desire to just sink into the bathtub water, Haejin hunched over and buried his lips in the water.

Beomwoo, who had been watching him, observing his condition, stared intently at him for a moment and then spoke.

“I’m sorry.”

The low voice breaking the silence was asking for my forgiveness.

Haejin had been looking down in awkwardness but lifted his head at the sudden apology.

Lately, Beomwoo had been apologizing to me frequently.

He apologized for trivial things, even for things that weren’t his fault.

Given that, it seemed like now, too, Beomwoo was feeling guilty over something strange and apologizing again.

There was no reason for it, so it seemed that way, but this time Haejin thought he should at least hear the reason.

He tried to steady his voice again and asked.

“For what?”

“I think I went too far.

I didn’t know you would pass out.”

“Ah…….”

So that’s what it was…

Beomwoo was apologizing for the s*x being too intense.

He was saying he hadn’t known I would black out completely, carefully watching my reaction.

Among the recent apologies Beomwoo had given, this was at least a reasonable one to apologize for.

He had held onto someone crying and begging that they couldn’t take anymore, persisted stubbornly, and even made them pass out.

But Haejin didn’t think this was entirely Beomwoo’s fault to the point of requiring an apology either.

It was a consensual act, and while it was his fault for pushing harder when I said I couldn’t take anymore, I also… enjoyed it…

But it was too embarrassing to voice these feelings.

Haejin forced a nonchalant reply.

“Ahem… It’s, it’s fine.

It’s because I have no stamina, really.”

“I knew you had no stamina, so it’s my fault for pushing you.

I’ll handle everything after, so sleep more.

We’ll rest for a day and leave tomorrow.”

“…….”

He had mentioned staying a day when we entered the villa, so I had expected we would sleep and go.

Considering how busy he usually is, part of me thought we should be heading back.

But whatever time it was now, it must be quite late—we had headed to Seoul at a leisurely hour, then got carried away and had a long session of s*x, and on top of that, I had passed out and woken up.

It was clearly very late.

Given the time and the fact he must be tired too, it seemed better to sleep for a day and go.

Beomwoo said he’d take care of everything and that I should sleep again.

But even though I had passed out, having woken up after sleeping, I didn’t think I could fall asleep again.

However, unlike my mind, which was gradually becoming clearer, my body still hadn’t recovered and had no strength to move a single finger.

I didn’t have the energy to wash myself.

As Haejin relaxed his entire body silently, Beomwoo lifted the corner of his mouth faintly and began gently washing my arm with a soapy shower puff.

Before we started having s*x earlier, he had washed me like this too.

Back then, even his touch felt erotic.

I wondered if it was because I was so much bigger than in childhood, or because the person washing me was Beomwoo.

But now, the touch of Beomwoo washing my body felt less erotic and more like a feather tickling my heart.

There is passionate love, but there is also tender love like this.

It felt like receiving the diverse forms of love.

The feeling wasn’t bad, so I stayed still, and before I knew it, the bath was over.

Beomwoo got up for a moment and brought a robe from somewhere.

With his help, I got out of the tub and put on the robe.

My body felt clean and dry, and a drowsiness settled in, as if mocking my earlier thought that I wouldn’t be able to sleep again.

What if I get used to this…?

As I was briefly lost in thought, Beomwoo spoke to me before we left the bathroom.

“I’ll wash up and come out, so why don’t you go in and rest first?”

“Ah, yes…”

I hadn’t realized, but it seemed Beomwoo hadn’t washed himself yet because he was busy washing me.

I remembered that during s*x, his body against my back was damp too, whether from sweat or from fluids of unknown origin.

He must feel sticky as well.

Haejin agreed and returned to the bedroom, supporting his aching lower back.

I remembered how we had thrashed about, how I had rubbed myself against the sheets and even came, soaking them thoroughly.

But the sheets had been changed to fresh ones, and the blankets were neatly spread.

Since Beomwoo had dismissed the staff earlier, they probably hadn’t cleaned it.

It seemed Beomwoo had tidied up.

It was hard to imagine him cleaning up himself, but he was a very tidy person.

Imagining him changing the bedcover himself, I headed to the vanity to dry my hair.

But the moment Haejin stood before it and saw the mirror, he was utterly shocked.

“Is this… a human face?”

My reflection in the mirror was a complete mess.

My eyes were swollen from crying so much, and my lips were puffed up like salted pollock roe from being sucked on so fiercely.

That alone was a sight, but the state of my body below was even worse.

During s*x, I had felt Beomwoo biting and sucking various parts of my body.

Looking in the mirror, there was hardly a spot he hadn’t touched.

My neck, chest, navel, even the inside of my thighs were densely covered in reddish-purple marks.

My body was already unimpressive, but covered in marks as if chewed by insects, it looked even more unsightly.

Yet, looking at that body, Haejin felt a strange emotion.

It was truly a pitiful sight, and I felt ashamed wondering what Beomwoo must have thought seeing me like this.

But suddenly, I had a feeling he probably hadn’t found this appearance of mine ugly or unsightly.

Before having s*x with Beomwoo, while washing, I had asked him to turn off the lights because I didn’t want him to see my scars.

Back then, Beomwoo had said they weren’t ugly, so I had felt relieved.

But still, they weren’t scars from something noble, so at best they were ‘okay,’ and compared to other people’s clean, unblemished bodies, they couldn’t look good.

But Beomwoo had kissed even the unremarkable parts of my body, and not content with that, he had kissed over the scars too, covering those areas with his own marks.

Imagining Beomwoo kissing me there, and wondering what he was thinking as he did it, made my feelings strange.

During s*x, there are things said when feeling good, and Beomwoo was very aroused, so it might have just been an action driven by pleasure without deeper meaning.

But maybe it was because I had decided it was okay to like him now.

Having let my guard down, the good feelings were becoming infinitely better.