BID Chapter 143

The moment I heard those words filled with distrust, the memories of that day came flooding back vividly.

“Young master. Please don’t cry.”

I had put sacred restraints on him when he refused to go to the Empire. Even in that moment of anguish, bound by the restraints, Zachary approached me. With his blood-soaked hands, he wiped away my tears, worrying about me until the very end.

“I won’t be able to escort you myself, so make sure to see a doctor first…”

Without a single word of resentment, he worried only about me until he lost consciousness.

“I’m… sorry.”

Even if he was under a spell, the memory of betrayal must have remained clear. I couldn’t even begin to fathom how much betrayal Zachary must have felt.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

This was all I could say to him. Various emotions flashed across Zachary’s dark blue eyes in an instant. He seemed surprised by my unexpected words, and also angry at my apology.

“You…”

“…”

“No, you have no reason to apologize to me. You simply got rid of one troublesome servant, that’s all.”

Zachary’s voice was choked up. It seemed as though the emotions he couldn’t release were swirling inside him.

I couldn’t think of a single clear way to help Zachary.

Suddenly, I wanted to confess everything. I wanted to tell him that I did it for our future. That this place is inside a book, that he is the main character, and that I wanted to save him… But if I did, I’d likely be treated as a madwoman.

“…”

Our eyes met as Zachary stared at my face. His eyes seemed particularly dark today. As I gazed at him, mesmerized, I carefully said:

“Do… whatever you want to do. I’ll be fine with it.”

I reached out to him. Zachary flinched at my touch as if burned.

“Do whatever I want?”

Then he immediately wore a look of incredulous mockery.

Perhaps it might seem like I’m begging for my life. But one thing was certain – Zachary wanted me too. The heat of his body that had touched mine proved that fact.

“If it will make you feel better…”

“What do you think I’ll do?”

Zachary tried to get up from his seat, still wearing that mocking smile. But I firmly grasped his sleeve as he pulled away.

“…I don’t care what you do.”

Holding onto him, I raised my head. Knowing that saying “I like you” in this situation would only sound like I was begging for my life.

“You’ve always been the exception for me.”

This was the only way I could express it indirectly. I tried to say it as inconspicuously as possible, but I wonder if it worked. Zachary remained silent. However, I could clearly feel his agitation through my hand.

“…”

He remained silent, his brow deeply furrowed. But since he didn’t push my hand away, I gathered a bit more courage and grasped his other hand as well.

After staring at my hands for a while, Zachary hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered his head.

The tip of Zachary’s nose touched my neck. It was a familiar action. Just like when he was obsessed with my neck back at the mansion, he simply took a deep breath without doing anything else. His breath scattered from the tip of his nose pressing firmly against my neck.

‘Oh, what should I do?’

We’ve done far more than this before, so why does my heart race so fast that it feels hard to breathe? It was probably because it felt like Zachary was constantly trying to confirm that I was really here.

“Uh, um…?”

Suddenly, Zachary bared his teeth. It felt like my hair was standing on end.

He sucked and nibbled at my neck. The moist flesh licked and sucked at the tender skin.

That familiar sensation kept reminding me of the countless nights we spent tightly embracing each other. Remembering the gentle Zachary made my heart ache as if it were being squeezed. Even as I told myself not to be mistaken, I cautiously embraced him.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, Zachary roughly pulled my body towards him. Then I felt something cold trickling down my buttocks.

“W-What… Eek!”

It was a cool, moist sensation. Judging by the scent, it seemed to be scented oil.

Soon, Zachary’s hand, which had been fumbling around, entered my hole in one go. I moaned with my mouth open. His long fingers mercilessly invaded my insides. The fingers were slippery, but the hole gripping them was tight.

“Hng, ugh!”

I immediately squeezed my eyes shut and curled up my body. As my toes and fingers all curled, a moan involuntarily escaped between my teeth.

“No way.”

Zachary said incredulously as he watched me tremble and gasp.

“Did you come just from me putting it in?”

“…”

I couldn’t say anything. I could only bury my flushed face in the blanket, breathing heavily.

‘This can’t be happening.’

I couldn’t believe it. How could I ejaculate just from his fingers entering me?

While I was still in shock, unable to do anything, Zachary withdrew his fingers. Then, before I could say anything, my body was flipped over.

“…”

Zachary, who had positioned himself between my spread legs, was looking down at me. His gaze was fixed on my genitals. Having just ejaculated, sticky semen was messily smeared on my genitals and thighs.

He silently stared before reaching out his hand. His hand, glistening with oil from how much he had poured on, touched my genitals.

“Ngh…”

My genitals, having just reached climax, were extremely sensitive. I inadvertently let out a moan the moment he touched them. Suddenly, I became aware of how exposed I was.

Belatedly trying to close my legs, Zachary grabbed my knees and spread them apart, stopping me. With his other hand, he grasped my genitals and stroked them. A squelching sound came from my genitals, wet with oil and semen. That sound grated on my sensitized ears. Above all else.

‘Ah, I think I’m getting hard again…’

The Zachary I like is touching me.

Even while thinking that this shouldn’t be happening, I hated myself for getting excited. So I tried to shake off the pleasure and regain my senses. However, that effort was instantly nullified by Zachary’s next action.

Zachary’s fingers once again invaded my lower region.

“…Nngh.”

I furrowed my brow and bit my lip to stifle the moan that was about to escape. The oil that had felt cold until just now felt unbearably hot now.

Before I knew it, three fingers were digging into me. The firm fingertips began to persistently press against the spots where I felt the most pleasure.

“Uh, haa… hng…”

Covering my mouth was useless. Moans escaped with each stimulation, and my hips jerked. At the same time, my genitals began to rise as if they hadn’t just ejaculated.

I barely managed to open my eyes slightly through the overwhelming pleasure to look at Zachary.

‘Why does he look… angry again?’

It was strange. No, to be more precise, he didn’t look angry, but rather impatient.

At a glance, it looked like a sneer of disbelief. Seeing Zachary’s jawline prominently clenched with tension, I felt perplexed.

Was it because I was too excited? As I was feeling confused, my gaze shifted to Zachary’s front. Perhaps because he had poured the entire bottle of oil, his front was also slightly wet.

Because of that, the outline of his genitals was more clearly visible. Even through his pants, its presence was overwhelming. As I tried to avert my gaze out of embarrassment, I ended up making direct eye contact with Zachary.

Zachary’s eyes were filled with lust. Just like the old Zachary. He suddenly lowered his gaze to look at his lower half.

…Ah. I drew in a sharp breath.

It seems he noticed where my gaze had been directed earlier.

“Where are you looking?”

“Ah, no. I… ugh.”

But I couldn’t finish my sentence. Not only because the fingers that had been stirring my insides just moments ago were withdrawn, making me shiver.

“Shall I give you what you want, young master?”

It was because I heard a gentle voice, just like the old Zachary’s. Then, seeing Zachary’s exposed genitals, my mind went blank for a moment.

It had been a year since Zachary and I had last been intimate. I’m sure Zachary’s genitals had entered me back then, but… this size… Did I really take that in?

That couldn’t be possible. If something like that had been inserted, I surely would have died, so how was it possible back then?

“Why are you staring so intently? What happened to when you were looking at it like you wanted to devour it right away?”

Zachary narrowed his eyes.

“Or is it awkward because it’s different from what you usually see? But what can we do about that? After all.”

He grasped his own genitals. That enormous member with prominently bulging veins…

“From now on, you won’t be seeing anything else.”

He mercilessly invaded my insides. I opened my mouth and widened my eyes.

Saliva trickled down my lips from my open mouth. I couldn’t even moan. Choking and trembling was all I could manage.

“Ugh, kuh.”

“…Relax.”

Even if I relaxed, would it make any difference with something that big? I could only groan in pain and grip the blanket tightly.

Zachary lowered his head closer to me. Then he suddenly pressed his lips against my open mouth and sucked on my tongue. The tip of his tongue swept across the roof of my mouth, scraping against the particularly sensitive spots.

“Nngh… hng…”

His dark blue eyes, focused entirely on me, were right in front of me. I gazed, mesmerized, into his eyes that fully reflected my image.

As if trying to give me time to adjust, he kept kissing me. He seemed to be regretting his impatience from earlier. Just like before we parted, he kissed me very gently and warmly.

“Haa… Oscar.”

His plaintive call made me choke up for a moment. But I know. I will never see the gentle Zachary again.

“Ah-!”

Zachary began to move. He was still kissing me. I involuntarily threw my head back and moaned. He persistently followed my lips and kept kissing me.

It felt like we were breathing together. Although he swallowed all of my gasping moans.

“J-Just, a little. Slowly.”

I clung to him and pleaded. Seeing me in pain, his movements became slower than before. As his member entered, slowly rubbing against my insides, a high-pitched sound escaped me. Pain and pleasure coexisted.

Zachary licked away the tears that had formed in my eyes without me realizing. It was as if he was about to lick my eyeballs too. He also seemed to be struggling with how tight I was inside.

“How strange.”

After moistly rubbing my eyes with his tongue, he said something odd.

“For someone who’s spread their legs for their brother too… why are you struggling so much?”

“W-What are you talking about…”

Surprised, I looked at him, and Zachary’s brow furrowed.

“Don’t pretend you don’t know. Weren’t you already intimate enough to visit each other’s bedrooms?”

Gasping for breath, I tried to understand his words. Brother? If he’s talking about my brother…

“…Erhan?”

The moment I unconsciously uttered his name, Zachary stopped all movement.

An unbelievably long silence followed. Zachary, who had been pressed tightly against me, slowly raised his upper body. With each of his movements, I felt like moans would pour out from how taut our connected parts were stretched.

“To hear that name already…”

He smiled coldly. He spoke as if in admiration, but his tone was anything but admiring. Zachary thrust himself in to the hilt in one go and whispered in a voice that seemed to boil:

“That’s the second time.”

“Ha, ugh…!”

“And in bed, no less.”