Antidote

A wave of forgotten shame surged over me like a rising tide. My whole body burned, and my heart pounded madly. I could vividly recall myself, clinging to him just moments ago, shamelessly demanding something indecent. I must have been insane. No, I was definitely mad. My insanity… perhaps today, its direction had gone in an unusual way…

“Hah.”

A strange sound, like a sob, escaped my lips. Bubbles rose to the surface, and water seeped between my lips. I might have been crying, but since I was underwater, I couldn’t tell.

I pulled my head out of the water.

A shelf was within arm’s reach. On it, just like last time, were neatly arranged items like oils, soaps, and perfumes. I grabbed the first bottle my hand touched. When I opened the lid, a mix of scents—grape, orange, and apple—wafted out. I poured the oil into the bath. The oil spread smoothly through the water, clinging to my skin.

Perhaps it was out of defiance.

Now that Lisbeth was back, Lister wouldn’t dare send anyone after me in the dead of night.

I bit my lip hard.

I won’t go back.

And tomorrow morning, I’ll go straight to Lisbeth and—

My thoughts were abruptly cut off.

I took a deep breath, the sweet fragrance filling my lungs. My brain stopped spinning, and instead, strength drained from my limbs. My bent legs stretched out involuntarily, a dull ache shooting through the backs of my knees. My eyelids drooped.

I fought the drowsiness and forced myself to wash my body and hair with the slippery soap, drying myself off with a towel.

My clothes were nowhere to be seen. In their place, new garments had been laid out on the shelf.

I hesitated for a moment before putting them on. The shirt and pants were light and soft, and the long tunic, secured with a belt, was made of thin white silk with silver embroidery along the sleeves and collar. I fiddled with the smooth cuffs between my fingers.

As I prepared to leave the bathroom, my face flushed at the thought of seeing him again.

He must think I’m crazy.

If I wasn’t insane, how could I have done such a disgraceful thing, in such a place, at such a time… I couldn’t bear the shame, couldn’t even lift my head. But I couldn’t stay in the bathroom forever. The bathwater had cooled to lukewarm. The sand in the hourglass on the cedar shelf had all fallen. Quite a bit of time must have passed.

I gathered my courage and stepped outside the bathroom.

The dry, warm air tickled my cheeks.

The scent of burning dried wood filled the air.

The sitting room was well-lit. Lamps were hung in every corner, and several large candlesticks sat on the table. Judging by the minimal wax drips, they were relatively new.

Jiyod approached me, his hand gently resting on my shoulder. A sweet smile, as if it could melt anything, spread across his perfectly sculpted face. He leaned in, lightly brushing his cheek against mine, inhaling deeply as though savoring my scent.

My face burned again, and the shame was so overwhelming it felt like the hair on my body was standing on end.

“…Thanks for letting me use the bathroom.”

Thankfully, my voice didn’t seem too different from usual.

I took a step back, but he immediately reached out, wrapping his arm around my waist.

Even though he hadn’t responded earlier when I clung to him, now, without hesitation, he lowered his head and kissed me first.

Short kisses followed one after another.

After a brief moment, he pulled back with a smile.

“Did you eat?”

When I nodded, he, still with his arm around my waist, guided me toward the table. A crystal glass with a handle sat next to the candlestick. He picked it up. The tea inside, cooled to just the right temperature, swirled gently.

“How do you feel? Have you calmed down a bit?”

My fingertips, as I reached for the teacup, flushed red at his question.

I nodded.

“Earlier… I’m sorry.”

At my apology, he laughed heartily, a long, deep sound. Then, he bent down and kissed me softly on the tip of my eyebrow.

“It’s fine. There are many things I’d like to ask, but let’s talk about it later. For now, drink something.”

As I sat in his arms, sipping the warm tea, my body suddenly went limp. My limbs grew weak and slumped downward. I rested my cheek against his shoulder and exhaled softly. We sat in silence for a long time, my eyes closed, and Jiyod gently kissed my forehead, holding me close. Time passed quietly, a peaceful stillness so deep that I wouldn’t have minded if it lasted forever.

“Shall we go to the bedroom?”

He asked in a low voice.

I slightly raised my head to look at him.

A smile played on his long, slanted eyes.

He gently stroked my cheek with one hand. His fingertips were rough with calluses, but the gesture was nothing but tender.

“While you were bathing, I roused that slacker Urkal and had him prepare the bedroom. I’ve had new silk bedding stuffed with waterfowl down laid on the bed, and even changed the curtains.”

It was like a sweet whisper of temptation.

“I’ve burned hinoki and pine in the fireplace, and placed a brazier filled with sandalwood charcoal under the bed. By now, the bed should be quite warm.”

“I should go back…” I muttered, but I couldn’t move a finger.

“Are you really saying something so cold?”

He kissed my forehead again. His hand overlapped mine, his rough, knobby fingers weaving tightly between my own.

“Weren’t you waiting for me, forlorn in that hallway?”

I couldn’t deny it, so I kept my mouth shut. But in the end, I surrendered to his temptation.

As soon as I nodded slightly, he quickly lifted me up and rose from the chair. Fearing I might fall from the sudden movement, I clung to his shoulders, and he kissed my temple with a cheerful laugh. My body trembled faintly at the touch of his lips and warm breath.

Carrying me, Jiyod strode swiftly across the sitting room. His steps were quick.

The bedroom door was made of heavy oak. Jiyod pushed it open with his foot.

The room was just as he had described—warm, with the fragrant scent of burning hinoki and pine filling the air. The dim light from a lamp faintly illuminated the bed and its surroundings.

I took a deep breath. The sweet aroma teased my senses.

To go to such lengths to prepare the bedroom for an uninvited guest, and how gentle his demeanor was! I disliked how I found myself leaning on him like a child, but my lazy body couldn’t resist the comfort.

With one hand, Jiyod effortlessly pulled aside several layers of curtains and laid me down on the bed. My body sank heavily into the soft mattress below. He knelt at the foot of the bed and began untying the knot of my robe.

After removing my outer garment, he pushed me further into the bed.

The silk bedding slid smoothly under my hands. I couldn’t resist the urge to bury my face deeply into the pillow. As I reached out to pull it closer, he laughed behind me.

I looked up at him.

“Thank you.”

“No, I should be the one thanking you.”

He said this as he casually placed one knee on the bed.

“…?”

A puzzled expression crossed my face.

He roughly pulled off his outer robe. As he pulled his arm from one sleeve, he brought his other leg onto the bed. His shoes slipped off his feet carelessly.

Before I could ask if he intended to sleep with me, he placed a hand on my shoulder and gently pushed me down. My body fell back. One of his hands braced next to my head, and his large body hovered over me. He lowered his face and softly pressed his lips against my cheek, then slid down and gently bit my upper lip.

My mouth parted instinctively. His hot tongue immediately pushed into my mouth. He gripped my jaw, forcing my mouth open wider as he delved deeper. His slick tongue licked the inside of my cheek and pressed against the roof of my mouth. As our tongues touched and rubbed together, a trembling sensation ran down to the base of my spine, and a soft moan escaped me.

While still kissing me, he began undressing me with both hands. Startled, I pushed at his arm, and he lifted his head.

“Why are you doing that?”

He asked.

“Right now…”

“Right now?”

“What are you…”

“What do you think?”

The corners of his mouth lifted into a sly smile. Then he lowered his head again and planted a quick kiss on the edge of my lips. His hands resumed undoing my clothes.

“Don’t pull away. You’re the one who came to me first, weren’t you? Did you really think I was just going to let you sleep peacefully?”

He laughed as he sucked hard on my lower lip. A tingling pain ran down my spine, sending shivers through me.

“That’s not…”

While I hesitated, my clothes somehow fell away from me. I shrank back, my shoulders trembling.

I couldn’t tell if it was fear or shame that caused the shiver lingering around my waist, but it wasn’t as unpleasant or repulsive as before. Hesitantly, I raised my hands and wrapped them around his neck. As our upper bodies pressed together, I could feel his heart beating slowly beneath his firm chest. Jiyod chuckled softly. His body shook with laughter in my arms, and somehow, that brought me a sense of relief.

He lightly bit my cheek. When I flinched and tensed my shoulders, he licked the spot with his tongue.

“Why are you trembling like that? Are you afraid I’ll hurt you?”

“No, it’s not that…”

“Then what is it? Are you scared? Because it’s been a while?”

His words made me swallow hard.

“Been a while,” he said. Should I even count the distant memories that I could barely recall as part of my experience?

“I’m not sure.”

“Haha, then it’s fine. You don’t need to think about anything.”

As he spoke, he raised a hand and lightly tapped my wrist, which was wrapped around his neck.

“Just stay like this.”

Then he lowered his face over me again.

From that moment on, I couldn’t think of anything, whether it was from his words or not.

Entangled, our bare bodies pressed together as I was embraced tightly in his arms. He sucked and kissed my entire body, his hands gripping the outer sides of my thighs tightly, his face buried in my lower belly. His tongue slipped into my navel. My body shivered, and my breathing became erratic. As his lips and fingers roamed over my skin, heat spread through my body. My knees tensed, and my toes curled involuntarily.

While I was lost in the sensations, he suddenly paused. His lips, which had been touching the area below my navel, moved away. Jiyod straightened up, gripping my knees with both hands and spreading them wide.

“Ah!”

Startled, I screamed and twisted my body, but his firm grip didn’t budge.

“Let go! Let go of me!”

But there was no reply.

He stared intently between my legs. A slight crease formed on his brow, and one of his eyebrows arched. His gaze was direct and explicit. Embarrassment flooded me, and my face grew hot.

“Stop…”

“What’s going on here?”

He interrupted my words with a question.

I bit my lip.

“It’s not like you did this yourself… Who did this to you?”

As he spoke, he slid his hand down the inside of my knee, gently brushing around my groin, where I had awkwardly lifted my head. My toes twitched, and my hips jerked.

“Did you do it?”

There was a trace of amusement in his voice. I shook my head, trying to hold back tears. His grip on my knee tightened suddenly.

“Then who did? What crazy person dared to shave you so clean down here?”

His fingers lightly brushed the area beneath my groin, tickling. His fingertips grazed the smooth, hairless skin, and my knee trembled.

“A long time ago…”

“A long time ago?”

He urged me to continue.

“When I first became a slave.”

My voice trembled.

It was something I could barely remember. Back then, I was so consumed by madness that I had frequent fits. By the time I regained some semblance of sanity, everything had already been done.

“They said all slaves had to remove the hair below their eyebrows.”

I couldn’t say any more.

Panting, I shut my mouth. The memory of that time was faint, but the thought of speaking aloud about such a shameful experience filled me with disgust.

“That was two years ago, wasn’t it?”

“The sorcerers applied some kind of ointment to my body at the time, and ever since then, it’s just…”

“Ha.”

Jiyod clicked his tongue.

I felt humiliated. My face burned as though it was about to burst. Holding back my tears, I pushed at his hand that was gripping my knee.

“Don’t look.”

“So, are you saying no one has been consistently helping you here?”

He changed the subject. I was so shocked that my voice came out like a scream.

“No, that’s not it! Who—who would even do such a thing…”

“Then, that’s good enough.”

His hand suddenly grabbed my genitals. That’s when I really screamed. His rough thumb briefly brushed over the wet tip.

“With such a smooth crotch, without a single hair, is this how you made my boy burn up?”

Then, without hesitation, he lowered his head and buried his face between my legs. My chest rose and fell heavily.

“Was it too embarrassing to show?”

I shook my head.

“It’s not that… it’s not—ah, ow!”

He suddenly sucked hard on the tip of my penis. His tongue stroked the area just below the head. The pleasure was so intense that it blew away any memory of that night when I tried to handle things myself. As he sucked hard on me, he exhaled sharply and raised his head. His hand moved up to my chest, grabbing it roughly. The pressure from trying to gather non-existent flesh sent a wave of pain through me.

“It hurts!”

When I screamed, he pressed his hips down between my legs and climbed back on top of me. His rough palm forced my chest to be squeezed again.

“Have you touched yourself while I was gone?”

“What, what?”

“Haven’t you? So, you’ve never gotten hard during that time?”

He twisted my nipple with his fingertips. I inhaled sharply and looked up at him. A stinging pain shot up from there.

“What are you talking about…”

I barely managed to ask in return, and he chuckled, then leaned in close to my ear. “What I mean is…” His voice was low and hoarse.

“Your nipples haven’t been touched for two years, so if I suck on them right now, you’ll be writhing in pleasure.”

His blatant words made my ears burn with embarrassment. I hit his shoulder hard. The sound was sharp and loud, but he didn’t even flinch or show any sign of pain. Instead, he shook with laughter for a moment, then, without warning, lowered his head and took my nipple into his mouth.

“Ah…!”

A moan escaped me.

His large hand was still roughly gripping my chest. As he sucked on one side of my chest, he pinched the nipple on the other. My hips started trembling. When I squirmed, he raised his face. He was smiling. He gave me a light kiss on the lips before whispering.

“Stay still. I’ll suck your nipples just like I suck your lips…”

His lewd tone made my body freeze.

He lowered his head again. The moment his lips touched my chest, I held my breath.

“Ah…”

This time, he sucked hard.

I twisted my body, losing control as I groaned. A strange heat was pooling inside me. After sucking both sides alternately for a while, he lowered his head further. My chest had become embarrassingly perky. Tears welled up in my lower lashes, making my vision blurry.

His lips were now tracing along my lower abdomen. His tongue dipped into the hollow of my belly button. My hips jerked as he licked it. He placed a hand on one of my knees, spreading my legs wide enough to strain my pelvis. My inner thighs were forced open, exposing the space between my legs.

“No…”

I mumbled and tried to close my legs, applying pressure to my knees, but he forcefully held them open.

“Does it hurt?”

He looked at me while still holding my legs down.

I couldn’t answer. My head was spinning, and my vision blurred. My body was burning to the point where my fingertips tingled. I was confused. His demeanor was gentle, but his touch was overpowering.

When I didn’t respond, he seemed to take it as a sign that I was okay and moved again. His hot lips once again engulfed my penis. I gasped, throwing my head back. After what felt like an eternity of him sucking between my legs, just when I was on the verge of a sensation I could barely hold back, he released me again. His lips pressed behind my scrotum. I could feel his breath. His grip on my knee tightened, and he pushed my legs up. My hips curled, lifting my lower body. But it felt like someone had cut the strings to my tendons; my limbs trembled weakly, leaving me powerless to resist the humiliating position.

“No, I don’t want this… Ah…!”

When he buried his face between my legs again, I couldn’t help but scream.

“No! Stop, ah!”

My legs were spread wide, and naturally, the inside of my buttocks was exposed. Jiyod pressed his lips against that area. I tried to struggle, but my strength had left my waist, and I couldn’t move at all.

Tears pooled at the corners of my eyes, eventually trailing down my cheeks. Perhaps noticing the sobs mixed with my panting, he lifted his face from between my legs.

His lips were tilted into a slanted smile.

“Did you come to me without even being prepared for this? Did you really think I was going to be like some idiot who’d just thrust into you, shake around, and finish?”

I looked at him, panting. I couldn’t bear to meet his eyes or gaze at his wet lips, so my eyes wavered in the air and then dropped down.

“Honestly, I didn’t expect it to go this far…”

When my words trailed off, Jiyod raised one corner of his mouth. A lewd smile, unmistakably reminding me of our position on the bed, appeared on his face.

“To be honest, I had a feeling this would happen…”

He chuckled softly.

“But that doesn’t mean I’ll go easy.”

He climbed back on top of me and whispered into my ear in a low voice.

“By the end of tonight, after crying, moaning, and making a mess of yourself, I’m going to have you so thoroughly that you won’t even be able to close your legs by yourself. Understand?”

His words were unbelievable. I stared up at him, mouth hanging open like an idiot. Jiyod looked down at me with a strangely tender gaze, then kissed my forehead with a soft peck. After that, he abandoned any pretense of gentleness and began biting and sucking between my legs like a dog.

When I couldn’t hold back anymore and screamed, writhing, he forcibly flipped me over, spreading my legs wide and grabbing my buttocks hard as he buried his face inside. His grip was so rough that even my anus was pulled open. His hot tongue licked over it. I couldn’t stop screaming. As I squirmed and tried to crawl away, he pulled me back by my body.

“I won’t hurt you,” he whispered, as if to soothe me, but his breath was so ragged that I couldn’t believe him at all. I shook my head while crying.

“Don’t… don’t do that… Ah…!”

“You love it when I suck your hole.”

No, I didn’t, I wanted to say, but the words never escaped my mouth. They just circled inside. My body writhed on the sheets. The heat between my legs gradually intensified, and my trembling penis was already leaking pre-cum. His fingers entered me. Jiyod spread my buttocks wide and inserted his fingers, moving them inside. They were bumpy and firm. As they slid in and out of my anus, my body instinctively clenched around them. The sound of wet skin rubbing against itself echoed.

“Don’t be scared; it won’t hurt.”

He said this while sucking on my perineum with his fingers still inside me. My hips shot upward.

“Ah… Ah…!”

A high-pitched scream escaped me. Flashes of light burst behind my eyelids. I trembled, hips lifted in the air.

“See? I told you, you like it.”

He teased as his fingers slowly massaged the inside of my abdomen. Multiple fingers moved independently, stimulating me from the inside. My body twitched, trying to resist, but there was no stopping it. My penis was already leaking semen, dripping onto the sheets below. The fabric quickly became damp.

“You’re still so wet.”

“No…”

I shook my head, trying to block the flow of more fluid with one hand between my legs. Noticing this, Jiyod grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand away.

“Ugh… the sheets, they’re getting wet, ah…”

“Don’t worry about it. You won’t be able to use them after tonight anyway.”

He teased while pushing his fingers in deeper.

“So you still have the presence of mind to worry about the sheets, huh?”

His firm fingertips pressed deep inside me.

My body jerked upward again. I screamed—no, it might have been more of a moan. My entire body trembled, burning from within.

He laid me down on my back again. Then, with one hand, he grabbed my penis and began to stroke it, quickly pumping with his fingers still moving inside me like a piston. No sound escaped me.

“Ah, ah, ah, stop… I don’t want this…!”

The climax was short and intense.

It was far beyond the clumsy satisfaction of last night’s self-pleasure, a completely overwhelming sensation.

I ejaculated with his fingers still inside me, semen splattering between my embarrassingly spread legs. Jiyod squeezed the tip of my penis, coaxing out more as the remaining cum dripped down.

“Ugh, ha, ah, ahhh…”

I groaned absentmindedly, not even aware of the sounds I was making.

As he pressed his body against mine, he gently bit my earlobe. All I could do was tremble.

“I remember when I first took you…”

His rough hand slowly caressed my back.

“After two years, it might as well be the first time again, so I’ll take it slow.”

There was no time for me to be angry at his blunt words.

He slid his knee between my legs, spreading them, then reached out beyond the curtain and opened the drawer by the bed. In his hand was a square, flat glass bottle. As he pulled the cork stopper, a sweet honey scent filled the air. It was the York milk oil he had mentioned before. The sweet smell overpowered the lingering scent of sweat and semen. He tipped the bottle into his palm and spoke again.

“Spread your legs wider.”

I looked up at him. My vision was blurry from the tears welling up in my eyes.

“Can’t do it?”

His voice was as gentle as if he were soothing a child. I shook my head and slowly spread my knees apart.

“More.”

“More?”

“Yes, open them wider.”

My breathing quickened. Without looking at him, I spread my legs wider. But it still wasn’t enough for him; he pressed his knee to the inside of my thigh and pushed them out further. My legs spread so wide that my hips began to ache. My chest heaved up and down.

Jiyod positioned his lower body between my open legs. His heavy, aroused member pressed against the inside of my thighs. I tried not to look down, but my gaze inevitably drifted there. Unconsciously, a gasp of fear escaped my lips. Noticing, Jiyod raised an eyebrow.

“What’s wrong?”

He gently caressed my chin.

Panting, I looked back up at him.

A kind smile had formed on his face, the corners of his eyes soft with sweetness, like thick sugar syrup. But that sweetness wasn’t enough to chase away my fear. I was reminded of the time I had seen Lister bring out an excited stallion from the stable.

“I…”

I whispered in a small, trembling voice.

“It won’t all fit…”

Jiyod immediately understood what I meant. A mischievous grin spread across his face.

“It’ll be fine. We’ll make sure it’s wet enough.”

He said this while handing me the bottle. I instinctively took it from him.

“If you’re worried, you can apply as much as you need to feel comfortable.”

“M-Me?”

My voice shook as my breath quickened. Jiyod nodded once. He guided my hand as we tilted the bottle together. The translucent, golden liquid flowed out. The slick, expensive oil poured between my fingers. In a fluster, I cupped my hands to catch it. The oil pooled in the hollow of my palms and between my fingers. He pulled my wrist down.

His hot, throbbing member touched my fingertips, standing stiff enough to brush against my lower abdomen.

I squeezed my eyes shut. He fully wrapped his hand around mine, guiding me to grasp him. The heated pillar stuck to my slippery palm.

“Apply as much as you want. Enough so it won’t hurt.”

He smiled as he spoke, and I barely managed to lift my eyelids.

His length rested in my right hand, thick and already slick with pre-cum. Uncertain of what to do, I held it while nervously glancing up at Jiyod. When our eyes met, he smiled again.

“If one hand isn’t enough, you can use both.”

In the end, I had no choice but to use both hands to grasp him. Even with both, the head of his member still bulged out. The mix of pre-cum and oil made a slick sound every time I moved my hands.

“Haa…”

Jiyod let out a low sigh and pressed his lips to my cheek.

As I clumsily stroked him, his hands gripped my buttocks tightly, spreading them apart. The grip was so strong it hurt, and my body twitched involuntarily. When I paused, he whispered in my ear.

“Keep going. Or are we done now?”

I couldn’t bear the embarrassment any longer.

With my eyes closed, I moved my hands again, fumbling as I continued.

I couldn’t tell if I was applying the oil or pleasuring him. The thick tip of his penis twitched inside my palm, gradually releasing more viscous pre-cum. My hand was drenched with either oil or something else, I couldn’t tell.

“That’s enough now.”

He stopped by grabbing my wrist.

I barely managed to look up at him. His eyes were dim and heavy.

He pressed his lips to the back of my neck, sucking on my Adam’s apple while his hand lifted my knee again. My legs were raised, and he pressed his lower body against the open area. The slick oil flowed between my legs.

The blunt tip pressed between my buttocks. The place that had already accepted his fingers slowly stretched open. It began to enter slowly.

“Hah, hah… it hurts…”

My chest heaved.

Tears gathered in the corners of my eyes.

“No, it won’t fit…”

In response to my dazed murmuring, he kissed my cheek gently.

His rigid member forced its way into me, spreading my body. My lower abdomen moved rapidly up and down, and my back ached from the wide spread of my legs.

“Stop… stop going in.”

I tried to push his lower abdomen away with my hand, but he didn’t budge.

“We won’t insert all of it right now. So it’s okay.”

He answered softly while catching his breath.

He then pulled back slightly and entered a bit deeper than before. My stretched anus began to slowly twitch. The inside, gripping his member, alternated between tightening and relaxing.

Jiyod looked up at me. Sweat trickled down his temples and fell onto me.

“You’ll get used to it soon. I’ll stretch your hole to fit my size…”

“Uhh…”

Tears flowed again at his crude remarks.

“Are you crying from embarrassment, or from pain?”

I shook my head without answering. He then grabbed my wrist and forcibly guided it between my legs.

“Touch it. I told you, I won’t put it all in…”

The root of his still-erect member touched my fingertips. I shook my head in fear.

“Stop… stop going in…”

Tears made the inside of my eyelids sting.

Jiyod laughed, causing my insides to shake from the movement. I moaned and clawed at his hand with my fingertips. He let go of my wrist and used that hand to press on my lower abdomen.

“You’ve only had this much inside, and you’re already making noise?”

He then moved his hand higher to touch above my navel.

“Once it’s all the way in, it’ll be around here…”

His words made me gasp in fear. The spot he was touching was trembling intensely.

“No, if you put it in like that… my abdomen… will be ruined…”

As I cried and fumbled, he kissed my cheek with a sound. He then repeatedly kissed my cheek, eyebrow tips, between my eyebrows, and the bridge of my nose.

“Don’t worry. I didn’t tear your body when I took you the first time. Of course, today… for now, until your body opens up again…”

He trailed off his words, murmuring softly.

“I can’t promise anything.”

His words made me shiver with even more fear.

However, Jiyod slowly pulled back and then re-entered me while pressing his body against mine. The movements were slow but intense. His hard member repeatedly came in and out, causing the area gripping him to start heating up.

“Hah, ah, ah, ah… ah…”

I groaned and squirmed every time he entered me.

“Does it hurt?”

He asked tenderly while still inside me. When I shook my head, his fingers brushed away my tears.

“Or are you crying from pleasure?”

“Mm…”