Healer

Turn on the heater. It was a slightly impatient voice. At the same time, a strong force twisted Yaba’s body. Soon after, hot air blew through, and a hotter breath scattered across his forehead. He was drawn to the touch and raised his eyelids. In the dark and narrow space, objects stagnated outside the car window fell into view. The headlights of automobiles passing by with their tails hanging down, the neon signs passing by quickly, and the person looking at Yaba in the blurry afterimages.

His eyes had been elsewhere for a while, and then returned again like a planet orbiting only in a fixed orbit. There was a feeling of regular shaking and warping disorientation. The dull sensation spread to a distant place.

“Say ‘ah’. Butterfly.”

Without knowing whose voice was speaking or who he was speaking to, Yaba opened his mouth recklessly. It was because of the smell of milk seeping into the tip of his nose rather than the identity of the voice. Then, warm milk moistened the mucous membranes of his mouth. The disorganized mind slowly put the pieces together. Yaba slowly opened his eyes. The ceiling spun round and round, and the building was dancing, swaying. And Cha Yiseok, who was holding a chocolate-colored mug, was seen. Yaba only realized later that he had surrendered himself to his chest. His weight, approaching 100 kg, would be exposed. He was afraid that his leg, which had been laid on his hip, might be broken.

Yaba managed to raise his heavy body. His body froze and then thawed, and his limbs limped like a mollusk. The other person withdrew the mug expectantly. He wiped Yaba’s hands and feet one after another with a hot towel.

“If you take a bath now, you might catch a cold, so bear with it.”

His slack tone showed that he was also drunk on alcohol and drugs. He was especially kind when he was drunk. Whether it was because he got closer to his instincts or the opposite, the contrasting sense crushed his chest every time, and Yaba always felt drawn in. He looked around the unfamiliar space.

“… Where am I?”

“My house.”

It was surprising. He thought that Cha Yiseok’s house must have been decorated luxuriously. However, there were no picture frames on the black and white wall, and there was no common sofa in the spacious living room, only a blanket and a TV. Through the window that occupied one side of the wall, the eyes of the vibrant city peered into the house. The black river behind it swallowed up the night view of the city and was making a boat.

Then something slippery and sticky touched the back of my hand. The moment he turned his gaze, Yaba stiffened pale and gasped. A serpent, which could be eaten for three generations if preserved in alcohol, was crawling out of the duvet. The large serpent covered in orange patterns on a yellow background flicked its tongue. Hair stood upright on the cracked tongue and red eyeballs.

“It’s okay. It’s trying to find out whether it’s food or not.”

Cha Yiseok spoke lightly of the menacing thing. But with his eyes, he was keenly watching the snake’s movements. Yaba frowned. He hated snakes the most. They were dirty, ugly, and had several hideous skins. Yaba exploded his superhuman powers and threw the serpent away. The ugly serpent slammed into the table and twisted to straighten itself. The snake raised its head and made an eerie hissing sound with its mouth wide open. Yaba also looked up at what he wanted with his hair raised. Cha Yiseok grabbed Yaba’s arm.

“If it is looking in that way, it means fighting. It’s like a newborn baby, but a cat isn’t a big deal. Try saying hello.”

“No, I don’t talk to food.”

The serpent also showed its teeth and gleamed red eyes.

“This won’t do.”

Cha Yiseok sighed and grabbed the serpent and placed it into a room. Not in the refrigerator, but in a decent room. He poured amber liquor into a glass at his home bar and added white powder. And he sat before Yaba and drank the amber liquid. His eyes were open, his hair and his clothes were messy. However, the fingers holding the glass and the lips slightly caught in the glass were loose. Yaba looked at his cool side profile and said abruptly.

“Don’t take too many drugs either.”

“When I take drugs, my worries disappear. When I sober up, I get a headache. Okay? I do it all for my health.”

Cha Yiseok added in a low voice.

“Are you worried? I’ve picked up a nice guy.”

“…”

He raised his hand, gently stroking Yaba’s lower chin. Yaba didn’t know if he was qualified to say this, but he certainly didn’t seem to be in the right mind. He was an impulsive guy who chose his immediate interest over a night with a pretty woman. It was also doubtful that he knew who he had picked up. It was natural to shake off this gesture that one would only do to an animal, but there was reason to put up with the body temperature in his space. Yaba slowly closed and opened his eyes and surrendered himself to his damp hands.

“Then why were you walking around at that time? Don’t tell me you’re doing this every night?”

“I don’t want to be in that house.”

“Why?”

“The boy I live with is dead.”

He raised his eyebrows and questioned with his eyes. Yaba weighed down the terrible sight and said.

“The thug hit the remote and his head blew up.”

Cha Yiseok tilted the amber glass and smiled.

“I want that remote control too. Did you clean up the brains well?”

“I don’t know, I didn’t clean it.”

Cha Yiseok took his glass with slightly curved lips.

Giha wouldn’t stand still if he was found out to have escaped. The stuck brain did not command what action to take next. Still, he knew he had to go back before Giha was released. Yaba got up slowly.

“What’s wrong?”

“I have to go. Where is this? Give me the cab fare.”

As soon as Yaba got up, he pulled him down again with his hands wrapped around his arms.

“No no. You were picked up by me today.”

His lips were already warm. The fiery body temperature wrapped around his arms was somehow intimidating.

“… Let me go.”

“Are you a swindler?”

It was a cold voice. Yaba lifted his head and checked his expression. He grabbed Yaba’s back hair with an expressionless face. Belatedly, the dark eyes was met.

“Are you a swindler?”

“What…?”

The end of the voice cracked.

“In the car, you hugged and rubbed against me. The hit-and-run skill is not normal.”

He exuded a dangerous energy. Yaba shook his hand and got up, but he was dragged more violently and fell to the ground. Eyes full of lust pierced him.

“Hey, both of us are on drugs, but you know I didn’t bring you home because I thought you were a real cat. You know that you’re not a cat either.”

“You… brought me here as you like. I had no intention of coming here.”

Cha Yiseok grabbed a handful of Yaba’s chin and pulled it in front of his nose.

“Of course I brought you, but you are half responsible for looking like that.”

He abruptly bit the earlobe of Yaba.

“Urgh… !”

As if the sharp moan pulled a fuse, the man entered with his closed lips furiously. He was swept away by the force and fell. He chewed Yaba’s lower lip and tongue without hurting him. The tongue that invaded his mouth climbed over Yaba and repeatedly went in and out. His lips fell and his middle finger took its place. Cha Yiseok made a piston motion by twirling the finger in his mouth while his lips moved down Yaba’s neckline. He violently pulled up his shirt. The hardened nipples were sucked into his lips. He inhaled strongly enough that his skin was pounding, then bit it lightly with his tongue, then lightly rubbing it. Meanwhile, the other side was sandwiched between his fingers which caressed the bumps. His breath faltered, and heat rushed to the corners of his eyes at the tingling sensation.

“Urgh… Ha… Stop… !”

“Hold on, hold on…”

He whispered as sweetly as he did that day. He grabbed Yaba’s writhing arms with one hand and fixed them on top. He rubbed the already swollen penis against the center of Yaba. It was such a lewd rhythm that it made him dizzy. The stronger the resistance, the more violent his tongue teasing. His tongue, soaked with his saliva, fell down the ridge in the center of his chest. At the bottom of the hollowed-out belly, around the navel, he picked up only the sensitive areas and supported the burning sensation. The penis, which had lost the testicles, did not get an erection despite intense pleasure. Yaba shuddered at the misery.

Cha Yiseok bit Yaba’s pelvic bone, making him lift his waist in a tingling sensation. The top of his head was visible through his saliva-greased nipples. Those lips and tongue gradually narrowed the siege towards one destination. He stroked Yaba’s waist with his tongue and pulled down his pants and underwear at once.

Yaba’s mind went blank. He was afraid. His skin was peeling off, and he was more afraid than having his neck cut off. He was swept away by the pleasures that plagued every corner of his body, regardless of his emotions.

As Yaba tightened his thighs, Cha Yiseok slipped his hand inside his knee and grabbed it without hesitation. The tip of the penis caught in the underwear was exposed. He dropped his head, and the ugly genitals disappeared into his mouth. The unconventional and naked action made him feel faint. The man pulled his glans and rubbed them with his lips, scratching the tip of his glans with his teeth. The sensation of softness and sharpness struck and fell at the same time. Then he swallowed it deep in his throat. It made a squeaky sound, like a vampire sucking blood. A feeling of extreme pleasure ran through the spine and nerves.

“Haa… Mmm… !”

His waist bounced up. The breath quickly surged to heights and was cut off. Tears streamed down Yaba’s cheeks. He pushed the other’s head and clenched his legs together. Regardless of the body’s reaction, the genitals did not react. The greater the pharyngeal pleasure, the greater the emptiness. His hot skin twitched.

“Ah… Mmm…”

“Ha…”

Cha Yiseok’s breath grew wild at the cat’s lewd squeals. Blood around his abs rushed to his penis. He grabbed Yaba’s hips and spread them apart, sliding his fingers along the aperture. The tightly closed hole twitched lasciviously. He was dying to go deeper and stir the hole. Cha Yiseok opened the zipper, coveting his lips as if they were eating them. He pulled out his penis just before it exploded and rubbed the bare thighs that were on fire.

The rebellion of the wild cat grew stronger. He raised his claws, scratched them, and bit Cha Yiseok’s fingers. Stop it. Stop it… ! Don’t do that! Even the cat’s cry was a stimulant like a drug. Like Satan in a brothel dealing with the first customer, he had a face full of fear and joy. A wide curved waist and wet nipples exuded the smell of slimy flesh. The appearance of being out of virtue stimulated Cha Yiseok’s peripheral nerves like the subject of a pornographic picture. A feeling of ejaculation that he had barely endured hit him.

“Ha… Stay still. I’m really going to cum.”

“Eughh… Haa…”

Cha Yiseok repeated himself at the vulgar push. He bit the back of Yaba’s neck enough to leave a tooth mark and sucked his skin. Clavicle, shoulder, nipple again… There were red marks left on all exposed places. Cha Yiseok was engrossed like a child at the childish thing he would never do even if he was drunk and his rationale flew away. He breathed violently on the wet nape of the wild cat and smelled the flesh. A sticky air clung to the skin.

The underwear on the genitals went down completely. It was the moment when he moved his lips further down while sucking his penis. Cha Yiseok stopped all movements. His eyes, finding something, looked at it. Destroyed genitals, the destroyed sex, and the private area that Yaba never wanted to see… All of Yaba’s blood was drained. The miserable scrotum shuddered under Cha Yiseok’s arrogant chin.

As he looked at the scrambled scrotum, he then met his mysterious gaze. It wasn’t a mocking or startled look, it was a strange look. Everything seemed like slow motion. The surrounding landscape to which Cha Yiseok belonged was bizarrely distorted. Yaba wanted to stab him in the eye.

Don’t look… don’t look… don’t look. Don’t look. Don’t look.

“Don’t look——!! Don’t look――――!!”

A sharp scream rang out in all directions. The air and objects were bizarrely disordered as if they were being split apart. Cha Yiseok groaned and grabbed his head. Tendons sprouted from his forehead with the explosive pressure. Yaba escaped desperately and ran to the front door. He hurriedly pressed the door lock. It was the first machine he had ever seen. He didn’t think it would open when pressed.

A moment ago, Cha Yiseok’s eyes swept his brain. Yaba got out of the gutter and fell into an even worse abyss. Tears streamed down the back of his trembling hands. He had to run down this road and shove scissors into Kang Giha’s cock. He had to feel the woes of a woman without a uterus. That was the only salvation.