Red Mansion

Surim tilted his head and checked the open door again.“This is the right place.”Their eyes met once more, and his gaze grew even fiercer. His sharp eyes quickly scanned Sung-kyung, making him feel as if he were being stripped naked. He instinctively stepped back, barefoot.“What the hell are you?”As Sung-kyung retreated, Surim closed the distance. His fierce voice boomed down, making Sung-kyung’s ears ring.“Who are you? Wait, could it be…?”“Hey.”At Chungrim’s call, Sung-kyung quickly turned his head. Hearing the familiar voice brought a sense of relief.“Did you let him in?”“…Yes.”“Ha.”Chungrim, who had been drying his hair with a towel, frowned in irritation. He tossed the towel aside and strode over. As he moved, his robe flapped aggressively. Sung-kyung, who had been watching the robe, lifted his face to look at Chungrim who was now right in front of him.Smack! His head jerked to one side. Just when he thought his wounds had healed, a salty liquid seeped inside his cheek, mixing with his saliva.“Who told you to wander around?”Chungrim’s eyes blazed with anger, not even acknowledging Surim. He grabbed the hem of Sung-kyung’s robe and pulled fiercely. Sung-kyung’s thin body swayed helplessly with his movements.Surim, watching the violent scene, snorted in disbelief. So that’s the one he mentioned. He really brought him here. You’d think he’d keep someone to watch over him, not drag him around. Surim narrowed his eyes, observing the two men.“…Seriously, he’s at it again.”Chungrim dragged Sung-kyung to the sofa and raised his hand high. Smack. Another dull thud echoed. Sung-kyung, having lost his balance, slumped onto the sofa. The force was enough to redden his ears. His cheek and jaw quickly swelled, the red marks standing out starkly against his pale skin.Despite the rough treatment, Sung-kyung straightened his upper body every time Chungrim’s warmth left him, even as his robe came undone from the constant blows.“Hey, are you trying to kill him? He’s barely half your size,” Surim said, grabbing Chungrim’s wrist mid-air. He wanted to calm the situation. His brother had a tendency to go off the deep end once he started down a path. They needed to discuss business, and Surim couldn’t afford for Chungrim to be uncooperative.“Hey, you. Get in there. Now!” Surim yelled, but Sung-kyung only held his cheek, breathing shakily. His large, dark eyes were fixed solely on Chungrim. Chungrim twisted his wrist free from Surim’s grip and kicked at Sung-kyung’s bare feet.“Get inside.”At Chungrim’s command, Sung-kyung nodded, adjusting his disheveled clothes. As he wiped the blood from his mouth, bruises were visible on his ankles and neck. Surim’s eyes followed the marks, noticing more bluish bruises on his inner thighs through the gap in his robe.Chungrim shoved Surim’s shoulder with force, nearly spinning him around.“What, you hit me?” Surim asked, taken aback.“Are you going in or not?” Chungrim’s eyes glared at Surim, his words hissing through clenched teeth. Realizing Chungrim’s tone had lowered, Sung-kyung quickly stood up.He doesn’t listen to me, but he obeys Chungrim even after getting beaten up. Is it because he’s used to it, or is that their relationship? Surim thought, letting out a scoff.“That guy’s a real lunatic. But I’m the only one in the world for him. Do you know how exhilarating that is?” Chungrim’s previous words echoed in Surim’s mind. They must be true. No wonder his brother was so invested. He now understood Gyurim’s advice to leave it be for a while. Any wrong move now might set Chungrim off, and he’d go ballistic, protecting this compliant guy.“Man, raising a brother is useless,” Surim muttered, dusting off his shoulder where Chungrim had grabbed him. He sat on the sofa, stretching his arms across the back and crossing one leg over the other. He didn’t even glance at Sung-kyung as he passed by, making it clear he wasn’t interested.Click. Sung-kyung closed the door behind him as he went inside. Only then did Chungrim relax. He ran a hand through his damp hair and sat on the empty sofa.“You must be pretty free, huh? Why’d you follow me all the way here?” Chungrim said, tilting his head at Surim. Despite his fierce eyes, his face was smooth and unscarred, unlike his twin’s. Surim often joked when drunk that Chungrim should’ve been an actor, so much did he favor his brother’s face.“Are you seriously taking him around tomorrow too?”“Mind your own business. Whether I take him around or carry him on my back.”Chungrim’s aggressive tone clashed with his smiling face. Surim, at a loss for words, scratched his neck again. So, he’s planning to take him.“Why did you come here, anyway? Speak before I throw you out.”Surim, momentarily forgetting his purpose, took a deep breath.“Oh, right… Gyurim’s coming down later. We thought we’d have dinner and catch up. Wanted to hear your thoughts on the site we saw today. That’s why I called, but you didn’t answer, so here I am.”Surim had come because Gyurim contacted him, not expecting to run into this mess.“Have dinner with your twin and leave.”Chungrim irritably shook his wet hair. He understood now why Surim had come. Gyurim, watching their store and home, must’ve sent him here after sensing something was off. Chungrim felt relieved that he had brought Sung-kyung along instead of leaving him alone at home.“Hey, watch your language. Why are you avoiding it? Have you already had dinner? Or is it because of him?” Surim gestured towards the door with his thumb without actually looking at it. He recalled the time Gyurim mentioned having dinner with him. If I suggest bringing him along, he might just follow.“If that’s the case, then why don’t you bring—”Before he could finish, Chungrim stood up abruptly and nudged his brother’s toes.“It’s time for you to leave.”“We came all the way here, but still—”“Do I have to go out? I’ll cancel the whole land deal and do whatever I want. I don’t care.”Chungrim didn’t have any attachment to the Red Mansion or the new resort. The Red Mansion was just something he inherited because of their father’s will, passing through his brothers to him. Selling the troublesome mansion to help his brothers with their business and planning the new resort wasn’t something Chungrim cared about at all. He wouldn’t miss it if he gave it up right now.In fact, he kind of liked managing the mansion now, especially because of the old Shop No. 3 at the corner of the Red Mansion.“…You really have no manners.”“Who told you to care?”Chungrim was an enigma. He despised messy things but clung to the most pathetic ones. When he heard Chungrim was engaging in some scandalous activities with a man, he thought it was just a phase. But now, he felt it might go on longer than he expected.“I’ll come with you to check the site tomorrow.”Surim, having finished what he had to say, left. There was no point in staying longer and risking Chungrim snapping and causing trouble, which would undoubtedly fall on him to deal with.＊＊＊The door that had been closed was suddenly thrown open. Sung-kyung was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed. The disheveled robe and hair were now neatly arranged. Chungrim grabbed his thin jaw and pulled him close. One side of his pale face was swollen, and his lips, smeared with blood and saliva, were strikingly red. His flushed eyes always managed to irritate him. Despite his tilted head, his dark eyes were still fixed on the door. Chungrim felt his annoyance surge.“Where are you looking?”Sung-kyung slowly shifted his gaze. His cheeks were red, likely from staying in the car, and his hair was still damp. Despite being tightly tied, his robe had slipped down to reveal his collarbone. Chungrim gritted his teeth. He was furious that Sung-kyung had disobeyed his orders and opened the door looking like this.“Did you think I brought you here for a drive?”Chungrim’s grip on Sung-kyung’s cheek tightened, forcing his jaw to open. His mouth looked red, sticky, and hot. Chungrim’s Adam’s apple bobbed slowly.“You’re my property, my property. Who told you to act on your own?”“…”“What would you have done if I hadn’t come out? Were you planning to seduce Surim and hook up with him?”Such thoughts had never crossed Sung-kyung’s mind. If that had been his intention, he would have stalked the twins from the start. He wanted to shake his head to deny it, but Chungrim’s grip was too strong.“Admit it. What were you thinking when you looked at my brother? Why did you look up at him like that?”Chungrim’s voice was harsh, demanding answers as if trying to quell his own insecurity. As he continued to press him, Sung-kyung smiled. He didn’t like seeing Chungrim angry, but now that he was, he felt oddly excited. A tingling sensation spread from his chest down to his lower abdomen. Blood seeped between his lips and teeth from the previous slap.“…You and your brother look alike. You get that a lot, don’t you?”Sung-kyung’s smile made the swelling on his cheek more prominent. Chungrim inhaled deeply, the heat rising to his chest. He felt a mix of irritation and excitement.“So. Did you get turned on by my brother?”With a cold, hard expression, Chungrim roughly pulled off Sung-kyung’s robe. His thin legs spread to reveal his semi-erect penis, slick with pre-cum.“Fuck…”Seeing Chungrim’s fierce gaze and feeling his heated breath made Sung-kyung even more aroused. He straightened his back and glanced down the gap of Chungrim’s robe. As Chungrim exhaled, the robe’s collar stretched taut, then returned to place. That movement inexplicably heightened Sung-kyung’s arousal.“I called him ‘Hyung’.”“…Hyung?”Does Surim call him ‘Hyung’ like that? How long have they known each other? Was this guy spying on all of us, pretending he was only watching me? Chungrim’s sharp eyes gleamed with rage as he demanded answers. Seeing Sung-kyung gulp, he felt a rush more intense than any self-pleasure. His lower body pulsed with blood, heating up.“You told me to think about what to call you… I’ve decided. I’ll call you ‘Hyung’.”Sung-kyung whispered the words like a secret, his bloodstained lips moving seductively.“I’ll call you ‘Hyung’.”Seeing his pale face gazing up at him with such vulnerability, Chungrim felt a surge of hot emotion. He couldn’t hold back a laugh and eventually burst out, his shoulders shaking.“You really are trying to mess with me, huh? With no fear at all.”Chungrim pushed the slender body onto the bed and yanked open his robe. The pale outlines, marked with a few bruises, were revealed. His hands moved instinctively.He rubbed the flat chest, tweaking the nipples between his fingers. Though it was thin and bony, the sensation of the stiff buds under his fingers wasn’t bad.His other hand traced down the thin waist. Sung-kyung’s erect penis was slick with pre-cum, its texture soft and smooth under his grip, making Chungrim unconsciously lick his lips.“No matter how hard you try, you can’t play with me.”His large hand moved from the penis to the back of Sung-kyung’s knee. Sung-kyung, already driven to the edge of pleasure, had tears welling up.“I’m not… as sincere as you.”Chungrim smirked crookedly. He pushed Sung-kyung’s legs up, exposing his ass. Despite the thorough cleaning, the tight entrance twitched invitingly.“Hold on.”With trembling hands, Sung-kyung pulled his own leg back by the knee. Despite being spread open and fully exposed, his face didn’t show any embarrassment. Instead, he looked up at Chungrim with eyes full of excitement.Chungrim bit the soft flesh below his lip. If he didn’t, he might just bury his lips into Sung-kyung’s skin and start sucking. Instead, he gripped Sung-kyung’s soft buttocks tightly and spread them apart. His fingers dug into the white flesh, leaving pink marks around them.“Are you relaxed?” Chungrim asked in a low voice, as he stroked Sung-kyung’s rigid member. Wetness clung to his fingertips. Chungrim brought his slippery fingers to the quivering entrance and circled it, teasing without fully penetrating, driving Sung-kyung wild.“Yes, I am…,” Sung-kyung responded with a gasp.“You’ve gotten hooked on this, haven’t you?”“Ah.”Unable to contain his excitement, Sung-kyung’s body shivered. The long fingers that had been circling slowly, as if counting every wrinkle, suddenly plunged inside. Despite the initial tightness, his entrance stretched accommodatingly as Chungrim pushed in two fingers at once.As Chungrim spread his fingers like scissors, the flushed red inner walls of Sung-kyung’s passage became briefly visible, then disappeared. Sung-kyung’s arousal was evident as Chungrim’s palm quickly became slick with moisture. With urgent hands, Chungrim lifted his gown, not even bothering to untie it properly, just pulling it up enough to grasp his own swollen member.“If I give it to you just because you beg, you’ll become spoiled,” Chungrim muttered.Sung-kyung, lying with his legs spread, saw Chungrim’s erect head protruding into his field of vision. It was the same member he’d taken into his mouth countless times before. He wanted Chungrim to penetrate him deeply and make him forget the stinging pain lingering on his cheek.“Ah…”Chungrim slowly licked his lower lip and lowered his gaze. His own erection, dark red and wet, was ready. He pressed his shaft against Sung-kyung’s entrance, causing the muscles to contract tightly. Biting his lip hard enough to almost break the skin, Chungrim guided his tip into the entrance and pushed his hips forward.“Ah, ha…”Unlike when his fingers had entered, the tight, clinging inner walls now wrapped around Chungrim’s shaft. The hot, firm flesh inside made Chungrim press his lower body closer. Despite Sung-kyung’s entrance already turning red, it stretched steadily to accommodate the penetration.Chungrim placed his hand over Sung-kyung’s trembling one and pressed firmly against the back of his thigh. As Sung-kyung’s hips lifted higher, the penetration deepened, nearly to the point where even Chungrim’s scrotum made contact.With his shaft fully embedded, Chungrim began to rotate his hips slowly. His tip poked different spots along Sung-kyung’s inner walls, making his body twitch and jump with each thrust.“You can feel it no matter where I push, can’t you?”Even with his shaft completely inside, Chungrim couldn’t seem to get enough. He ground his hips harder, his pelvis rubbing harshly against Sung-kyung’s bruised buttocks.“You don’t care whose cock it is, do you?”Sung-kyung bit down, trying to stifle a moan. Tears welled up and trickled down from the corners of his eyes.It was the first time they were having sex face-to-face since they’d started sleeping together. Until now, Sung-kyung had only listened to Chungrim’s beast-like breaths from behind and imagined his expressions, but now, with just a flick of his eyelids, he could take in every detail of Chungrim’s face. The realization sent shivers through him, making his erection even harder.“No, I only want you.”Sung-kyung tried to capture Chungrim’s excitement in his eyes, noticing the furrowed brow, the bitten lower lip, the veins standing out on his neck, and the intense gaze that scanned his body.“Call me… brother.”“What?”The voice that asked was heavy with suppressed emotion. Chungrim continued to thrust forcefully, enough to lift Sung-kyung’s hips towards the ceiling.“Only you, brother… feels so good…”It was a small, breathy call mixed with a sigh, but Chungrim heard it clearly. The word “brother” had never meant anything to him before. But hearing it from the lips of the person pinned beneath him, with red-rimmed eyes, made his scalp tingle. It was the only title that fit for someone two years younger than him. And it turned him on inexplicably.“How can I believe you, damn it.”Chungrim withdrew his hips almost to the point of pulling out, then thrust back in hard, burying himself deeply again. His shaft hardened even more with each forceful penetration. The wet, obscene sounds of their joining echoed short and sharp, reverberating throughout the room. Each time Sung-kyung’s slender body jolted, the fluid dripping from his member splattered onto his flat stomach.“Ugh, ah,”No matter how much he tried to hold back, Sung-kyung couldn’t stifle his moans. Looking at Chungrim’s face, he couldn’t control anything. His dangling toes curled in the air. Sung-kyung consciously tensed his lower abdomen to tighten around Chungrim’s shaft. Each time he did, Chungrim swore. And every time, pleasure spread through Sung-kyung’s entire body.“Why are you so tight?”By now, Chungrim had leaned forward, his upper body completely dominating Sung-kyung. His arms propped beside Sung-kyung’s head, and one hand pressed down on the back of his thigh.Their breaths mingled closely. It was a different experience from the animalistic sounds Sung-kyung used to hear from behind. Hot breaths escaped from Sung-kyung’s parted lips, brushing against Chungrim’s mouth. With each rough thrust, Sung-kyung’s body shook, and the wet slapping sound of their joining grew increasingly violent.“Ugh…”“I have to be rough for you to feel it better, don’t I?”Chungrim’s low voice came from right in front of him. Sung-kyung took in every detail of his face, wanting to remember everything. He wanted to run to the nearest store and jot it down in a notebook. He never wanted to forget this.“I’m… I’m going to come…”“You want to come?”“Ha…”Drool dripped from Sung-kyung’s lips, and his shaft was dripping with precum. Chungrim’s lips twisted into a smirk. Watching Sung-kyung get so excited and messy was truly perverse.“Then come.”Eagerly accepting the permission given, Sung-kyung tightened his lower muscles even more. In response, Chungrim began thrusting at a faster pace, unlike before.“Ugh, uh, ah…”“This feels better than I thought, doesn’t it?”Sung-kyung’s slender body was being tossed around without restraint. The force was so strong that his head nearly hit the headboard, but Chungrim didn’t stop his thrusting.“Ah, ugh.”Sung-kyung’s thighs quivered as if in spasm. A torrent of semen poured out between their closely pressed bodies, splattering even Chungrim’s chest.Chungrim, still thrusting, lifted his other hand to grasp Sung-kyung’s legs firmly, pushing his body completely between them and encasing Sung-kyung with his arms. Each thrust pulled tight the clenched folds of skin, only to be driven back in with even greater force. The area around the connection became a messy mixture of fluids.“Why are you closing your eyes?”“Ugh, ahh.”Despite having not finished ejaculating, Sung-kyung could barely maintain his composure with Chungrim’s continued thrusts.“Do I have to hit you to make you open them?”Tears welled up at the menacing tone, forcing Sung-kyung to lift his heavy eyelids. His eyelashes, damp with tears, fluttered open to meet Chungrim’s intense gaze. Chungrim bit his lower lip hard, feeling a tingling sensation in his legs indicating his own climax was near.“Where should I cum? In your mouth? On your face?”Chungrim urgently asked, his face contorted with the rising sensation. This time, he was willing to give Sung-kyung a choice. With trembling lips, Sung-kyung replied.“Inside… please.”No sooner had he spoken, Chungrim felt his semen surge and fill Sung-kyung’s inner walls, thick and plentiful. Chungrim then pressed down hard on Sung-kyung’s flat lower abdomen.“Ah!”Sung-kyung cried out, his body writhing with pleasure that shot up to his head. Despite his legs thrashing and pushing against the sheets, he couldn’t escape Chungrim’s grasp. The semen filled him so completely that it couldn’t even leak out. With Chungrim’s member deeply embedded, his lower abdomen felt increasingly tight.“Ah… it’s so good.”It’s so good. The pain from holding Chungrim’s large member quickly transformed into excitement. With each deep breath Chungrim took, Sung-kyung’s thin legs pressed closer against him.Even after the long ejaculation ended, Chungrim didn’t withdraw. He occasionally pulled back to let some of the semen flow out before thrusting back in, repeating this cycle with shallow movements. The sound of their wet connection was relentless.“This works, damn.”Chungrim chuckled incredulously. Sung-kyung tightened his knees around Chungrim’s waist. He wanted to hug his broad back, but recalled Chungrim’s earlier warning not to touch, so he just clutched the sheets instead. Their bodies, slick with semen, rubbed together.“Ha.”Sung-kyung felt no regrets, even if he died now. All the worries that had clung to his mind burned away. He wished every moment could be like this, free from any concern. Unable to hold back tears, he let them flow, soaking his hair as they traced his ears. He wept silently.“What are you crying for?”“…”Chungrim studied Sung-kyung’s tear-streaked face. His eyes moved from left to right, slowly taking in the damp eyelashes and flushed eyelids.“Is this an act too, to turn me on?”He despised crying, especially from another man, finding it pathetic. Yet, this sight aroused him even more. It was clear Sung-kyung had intended this, knowing it would excite him. Chungrim’s gaze was consuming as he watched Sung-kyung’s tear-stained face, a faint smile playing on his lips.After a few more rounds of ejaculation, the sex finally ended. Sung-kyung lay sprawled on the bed, not even having the energy to dry his wet hair. Perhaps from crying throughout the act, his head ached and his mood was strangely subdued. He barely managed to clean himself as Chungrim insisted, but moving further seemed impossible.“How can you be so exhausted after just one round?”Chungrim seemed the same before and after sex. It was remarkable. Despite his rough movements, he showed no signs of fatigue. He had even changed the sheets while Sung-kyung was in the shower.Sung-kyung closed his swollen eyes deeply and then opened them again. As the bed sank heavily on one side, Chungrim’s body heat reached him.“Hey. Look at me.”Turning his prone body, Sung-kyung lay on his back, facing the ceiling. As he moved, residual semen oozed out. He didn’t fully expel it, wanting to keep Chungrim’s mark inside until he left. Bruises healed too quickly, and it felt too hollow when they faded. He even fantasized about the semen soaking into his walls.While Sung-kyung continued his futile musings, Chungrim’s large hand gripped his lax face, turning it towards him. His face had definitely calmed, and his swollen lips hadn’t puffed up too much.“…”Chungrim thrust his thumb between Sung-kyung’s red lips. Sung-kyung’s eyes, which had been sluggish, widened. Chungrim traced the inside of Sung-kyung’s cheek with his thumb, feeling the moist flesh. The cut wasn’t too deep.Fearing he might bite, Sung-kyung opened his mouth wide. Chungrim’s saliva-coated thumb slowly withdrew, then roughly smeared Sung-kyung’s lips. The soft flesh yielded easily under the pressure.“You really are an idiot.”Despite being insulted, Sung-kyung felt content. He just wanted Chungrim’s fingers to keep touching him. As he wished, Chungrim’s thumb continued to stroke his lower lip.“Call me hyung again.”“Hyung.”The word seemed to please Chungrim, his lips curving slightly.“Again.”“…Hyung. Hyung.”Finally, Chungrim laughed out loud. The hand that had been stroking his lips slowly moved down his chin, lightly grazing the bruised nape of his neck. Sung-kyung’s throat still hurt from being strangled by the druggie, and the bruises hadn’t faded yet.Chungrim’s fingers traced the bruise and then cupped it, gripping as if he might choke him again. Chungrim’s laughter disappeared, replaced by a cold stare directed at Sung-kyung.“Chungrim-hyung.”This time, Sung-kyung laughed aloud, a pure, childlike smile that was nonetheless chilling.That made it all the more appealing. The deranged affection that others would find creepy and frightening was solely directed at him. The thrill of knowing that Kim Sung-kyung could become the perfect possession he had always dreamed of. Whatever he did, that manic love wouldn’t miss its mark.“Isn’t it funny when you think about it? What right did my father have to collect the entry fee? And why did those people pay it without question, even though it wasn’t just a small amount? Didn’t they care when they saw him getting rich, buying mansions and land?”The hand that had been choking him fell away gently, instead fiddling with his collarbone and neck. It was hard to tell if Chungrim was asking a question or talking to himself, so Sung-kyung just moved his lips silently.“Because there’s no other place for them to go. So they put up with the filth and shit because they didn’t want to get beaten, or killed, or kicked out.”“……”Chungrim seemed to be finding answers as he spoke. People who lived on the edge, who were at risk of being jailed or had no place to lay their heads, came to Red Mansion. Here, at least, they had a way to make money, albeit in a cramped space, but a legitimate home nonetheless. They didn’t have to be scorned as criminals, illegal immigrants, gangsters, or murderers. Everyone here was equally trash.“Living here is easier than being ridiculed outside and living a shitty life. Because this is the only place they have.”Red Mansion was the last resort, the place they clung to. So Kim Sung-kyung had no other place to turn to either. He had to cling to Chungrim desperately and earnestly.“Are you the same?”“…I don’t know.”A foolish answer, but one that satisfied Chungrim immensely. Sung-kyung had no certainty about anything except Chungrim. He had nothing, and Chungrim was sure that, as long as he claimed him, Sung-kyung would stick to him like a shadow. It was a future he had envisioned his whole life.“Haha.”Chungrim laughed heartily, shaking his shoulders. Sung-kyung’s gender no longer mattered. Nor did his past or his poverty-stricken history. What mattered were the future moments Sung-kyung would spend at his side.He needed to adjust his plans slightly to keep Sung-kyung close. He had to tighten his grip so Sung-kyung couldn’t stray from his sight and touch. He hadn’t intended to control every aspect of his life, but now he had no choice.He had to take the store keys away from Sung-kyung and clear out Room 422. He had to leave Sung-kyung with no place to go, no one to rely on, so that his entire world would be Chungrim. It was pitiful, but Sung-kyung had brought this upon himself.“Well, if you don’t know, there’s nothing we can do.”You kept pushing in, so now you have to take responsibility. That’s your burden to bear. Chungrim laughed silently.