Speak of The Devil

Enduring became increasingly challenging. With each movement, the walls pressed against his member, the slippery and hot mucous membranes splattering, creating an unparalleled ecstasy. It felt fantastic when his walls squeezed around him in response to Lee Nan’s stimulation. It was a pinnacle of pleasure, wanting it to last forever.His waist repeated its retreats. Despite the somewhat uncomfortable position lying on his back, holding Lee Nan perfectly in his embrace and moving like this felt extremely satisfying. The shirt he hadn’t managed to take off felt even more provocative. Similarly, Lee Nan’s underwear, dangling precariously on one of his calves, seemed equally tempting.“Oh, wait, ah…!”Continuously moving his waist, Jung Yiyeon grabbed Lee Nan’s arm under his buttocks, preventing him from lowering his legs, and held onto Lee Nan’s hand to stop the naughty hand that was grabbing and shaking his member, coaxing pleasure.“Today, just from behind.”“What— Ah!”“I’ll do it quickly.”Before the annoyed voice could finish, Jung Yiyeon roughly thrust his waist upward. As he forcefully entered a spot within the walls, Lee Nan couldn’t even utter a word, only moaning like a scream. At that moment, as they contracted together, pressing and squeezing his member as if wringing it, a thick breath poured from Jung Yiyeon’s lips.“Jung Yiyeon, ah, wait, wait, uh—”Lee Nan pushed him away and twisted his body. However, because of the arm supporting his buttocks, he couldn’t lower his legs, and the hand held in place was not resisting. Jung Yiyeon relentlessly pushed into the spot Lee Nan seemed unable to bear, thrusting his member inside. The sound of harsh, penetrating thrusts mixed with moans.“Oh, it feels like… ah, ugh…! Ah!”Between the resistance of the walls squeezing around his member as if to push it out, Jung Yiyeon forcefully thrust his waist, pounding his member. He pressed and rubbed against a spot within the walls like pressing and kneading mucous. As he thrust his member deep, to the point where it couldn’t go any further, a sense of ejaculation overwhelmed him.“Ah… ah…”Lee Nan moaned lifelessly, as if struck by lightning. His ejaculate splattered the sheets.“Haah…”Enjoying the trembling vibrations of the body held in his arms, Jung Yiyeon released the hand he had been holding onto Lee Nan. As he naturally released the arm that had been wrapped around the waist, one of Lee Nan’s legs, which had been hanging in the air, fell limply downwards.“Ugh…”Despite his member still filling him, as the two legs spread apart, the pressure increased. Lowly moaning, Jung Yiyeon turned Lee Nan’s head towards him. Holding onto his jaw to prevent him from escaping, Lee Nan’s eyes eventually met his. In those feverish eyes, the drowsiness had clearly dissipated.“Are you awake?”Jung Yiyeon finally smiled satisfactorily at the now open eyes. Lee Nan, who hadn’t even had a sip of water upon waking up, muttered in a dizzy tone.“Sometimes… when I see you, really…”“Yeah?”“It’s naughty.”“Haha.”Jung Yiyeon laughed like a child. But unlike his bright smile, his hand firmly held onto Lee Nan’s arm again. Pushing against Lee Nan’s body lying on his stomach, as he pulled Lee Nan’s arm, Lee Nan had no choice but to collapse. His face was pressed against the pillow. Jung Yiyeon climbed on top of him while he was lying down.“Oh, really…!”“You don’t even need to lift a finger. I’ll take care of everything.”Ah, so he was being pushed around like this just to go from behind without touching his member. Lee Nan was stunned. But, well, in fact, it was mostly what he wanted. He was just a little surprised because he ejaculated too quickly due to the sudden intense stimulation.“Uh, agh—”As he was made to lie down, the member that had slipped out penetrated Lee Nan’s insides again. Moaning with his face buried in the pillow, Lee Nan felt the member thrusting inside as if it claimed its rightful place.Jung Yiyeon subtly raised his upper body to look down at Lee Nan’s body. The well-shaped shoulders and the stretched back underneath were pale and slender. It was very sensual when the muscles on either side of the spine twitched every time Lee Nan felt it. Because he was leaner than average, why did his waist look so thin and fragile when he was lying down? Even the line connecting to the pelvis in the shape of an inverted triangle was graceful. Feeling extremely impatient, Jung Yiyeon gripped his buttocks firmly with both hands, spreading them apart and thrusting his member deeply inside.“Ah…! Ugh, huh…!”As the penetrating member delved deeper, Lee Nan’s body writhed as if it were burdensome. Even his clenched buttocks felt the strain. Firmly grasping the resilient flesh, Jung Yiyeon repeatedly withdrew and thrust his member. The moans resonating with the rhythm were nothing short of ecstatic.With each repetition of the movement, as the pace accelerated and intensified, Lee Nan’s fair skin turned crimson. The vague redness that seemed to be fading after the climax regained its vividness. The complexion of his face, turned sideways, was the same.“Uhgh…”Listening to the moans, expelled as if chewing while enduring the surging pleasure, Jung Yiyeon lowered his hand to the flushed back. The sweaty skin was incredibly soft to the touch. Each touch sent tingles down his fingertips. No, in fact, his entire body was tingling. The limit was within reach.Jung Yiyeon slowed down his movements, as if to soothe the overflowing desire that seemed about to burst. Contrary to before, he slowly and gently delved into Lee Nan’s insides while controlling his rough breaths. Enduring the tightening of his walls and the squeezing of his member by the sticky mucous membrane was incredibly challenging. But Jung Yiyeon struggled to endure it as he gazed at the writhing back. He caressed Lee Nan’s back as if licking, almost as if it were his own tongue.“Huh… Huh…”Each time Jung Yiyeon teased, Lee Nan’s back trembled slightly. It’s too naughty. Lee Nan is too naughty. Jung Yiyeon slowed down a bit more, but thrust his member deeper, slightly nibbling on Lee Nan’s waist, then delving again, tilting his upper body. He kissed the back of his neck, damp with sweat.The hand that had been caressing the skin slipped down to the side, digging between the body and the bed. As if stroking the chest, fingers found a small protrusion at the end. Even without looking, the color was evident. Why is he so… into the chest…?“Ah… a little…”Suddenly, Lee Nan gripped Jung Yiyeon’s wrist. Jung Yiyeon, who had been lost in touching his chest for a while, looked at him. The moment their eyes met.“…Faster…”The flushed face murmured softly.Faster… Faster what? Move faster? Is it okay to say such lewd words so casually? Does it really set a man’s heart on fire like this? Is this some sort of curse he’s throwing at me right now?“Ah…! Ah, ah!”Jung Yiyeon had no time to respond to the command to go faster. Completely covering Lee Nan’s body, he hugged him tightly and moved his hips. He pulled out long and thrust deep. When his breath rose to his throat, feeling like his chest would burst, Jung Yiyeon bit into Lee Nan’s shoulder. The wet sounds filling the space, combined with Lee Nan’s moans, were heavenly harmony to him.“Ah!!”The moans, mingled with groans, echoed loudly. It was as if Jung Yiyeon took it as a cheer and hugged Lee Nan’s body even tighter, thrusting his hips with more force.It was a late Saturday morning, and things were going like that.Finally, pinned down on the bed with nothing more to ejaculate, Lee Nan could finally slip out from under Jung Yiyeon. It was mind-bogglingly intense for a morning session. Was it because he exercised a lot? Why was a man in his mid-thirties so vigorous? Of course, there was satisfaction too. He was satisfied to the point of it being a problem.He might have only slept for a few hours, but his head felt more muddled than necessary. His lethargic body felt as heavy as a soaked sponge. He wanted to fall asleep again. But sleep eluded him. It was more of a sticky desire to wash his body.At that moment, Jung Yiyeon, who had gone to shower first, came out of the bathroom, towel-drying his hair. His face looked incredibly refreshed. His face, freshly washed, seemed to radiate light. He was clearly satisfied to the fullest.Lee Nan had quite a keen sense. Even though he hadn’t touched or allowed him to touch his member, he remembered how he trembled and ejaculated at the peak. A satisfied smile crept onto Jung Yiyeon’s lips as he recalled his lover’s strong sexual desire and vulnerability to pleasure.When their eyes met, Jung Yiyeon approached Lee Nan and sat on the bed.“Are you hungry?”Unlike someone who would feel hungry after exercising, showering, and coming out, Lee Nan couldn’t feel hunger. After all, it wouldn’t be strange not to feel hungry right after such intense activity. When Lee Nan shrugged, Jung Yiyeon smiled gently and pecked Lee Nan’s lips. Peck, peck. Feathery light kisses were exchanged several times.“I’m hungry.”Jung Yiyeon whispered discreetly on purpose. With a teasing touch, he caressed Lee Nan’s skin. His own traces, reddish like roses blooming on the white skin, looked very pleasing.But above all, what he liked the most was the pink, erect nipples. When tracing the reddish marks gradually from the neck and collarbone downwards, the tiny protuberance felt incredibly beautiful at the tip of his finger.Even until just before going to shower, Lee Nan’s swollen and reddened state, which was being tormented and made worse, made Jung Yiyeon’s heart flutter. How could a body become so provocative? Why even the color was so lascivious. Despite sucking and sucking even after getting hard, it was still unsatisfactory. It was hard to believe that with such a body, he had more thrusts than when giving himself to men.“Ah…..”Hearing the low moan as he nibbled on the nipple, Jung Yiyeon bowed his head. Kissing the small nipple and gently sucking it with his lips, he lightly licked it with the tip of his tongue, making Lee Nan’s chest tremble. He gently caressed the other side of the chest with his hand, rolling the nipple with his fingertips like rolling a ball.“Stop it….”Lee Nan, who was flinching, pushed Jung Yiyeon away. Disappointed, Jung Yiyeon backed off, and Lee Nan also sat up. Looking at the man sitting on the bed, covering his lower body with a sheet, Jung Yiyeon asked,“Don’t you like it?”I’m hungry. I’m so hungry for you that I want to devour you whole.“….”But Jung Yiyeon couldn’t continue speaking. His words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn’t open his mouth.“It’s swollen. If you touch it more, it’ll hurt.”Lee Nan said so, because he had touched his chest with his own hand. Not Jung Yiyeon’s chest, but Lee Nan’s chest. The swollen and reddened nipple was tapped with his fingertips, tap, tap.With flushed cheeks and a dazed face, he breathed out warm breath while wondering if he shouldn’t have stopped, even though he said so. Isn’t it too tempting to swipe his fingertip over the end of his chest, even though he’s swollen? Then why subtly caress his lips?? Jung Yiyeon suddenly felt the heat spreading on his face.Thinking back, Lee Nan had many issues. He was so full of frustration and problems that it was about to burst out of him. Even just now, that action was probably done without any thought. It was a problem in itself to do such seductive things unconsciously. Because he was a person who involuntarily leaked out lust, if he made up his mind, there was no way to avoid it.How could he not have known that the face under the cold silver-rimmed glasses was such a provocative face? How could he not have known that beneath the expressionless mask hid sensuality and unparalleled debauchery?He looks quite evenly balanced. As Jung Yiyeon remembered the times when he recognized Lee Nan with such observations, he chuckled inwardly with a sense of disappointment. There was a time when he was so indifferent that he couldn’t even properly recall the features of this handsome face.When Jung Yiyeon hired Lee Nan as his secretary, or more precisely, since he became the CEO a few years ago, he had been in a state of heightened sensitivity all along. At that time, everything surrounding him seemed inevitable.Whether he liked it or not, Jung Yiyeon was appointed as the CEO of Eunha Hotel, and it was also a time when he wanted to focus solely on work. He didn’t want to think about anything else.So, he really worked hard. The days when he found some satisfaction in growing the company both quantitatively and qualitatively. It was a time when he only survived on the drive for achievement, but it was also not easy to be solely devoted to work.Things that touched his nerves were scattered everywhere. Moreover, it was Jung Yiyeon who, at a very young age, received subsidiaries from Chairman Jung Pil-yeon earlier than anyone else, amid the disapproving gazes of his uncles, aunts, and cousins. Not only did he inherit the hotel, but also received a substantial stake in the group’s major subsidiaries, which rapidly elevated Jung Yiyeon to a threatening presence within the Jung family.Thanks to this, Jung Yiyeon had many enemies. Even though it was the Chairman’s order, executives of the company who were dissatisfied with having a young boss, and relatives who wanted to take away what Jung Yiyeon had, all gnawed at Jung Yiyeon’s nerves. Of course, this included his grandfather, who wanted to manipulate him into marriage whenever he pleased.One of the factors that made him feel difficult was that there were too many things happening too quickly before he could establish a proper foundation, and he had no one he could trust. It was also not easy to turn existing personnel into his own people. He was still young and lacked enough experience to handle everything smoothly. While others praised Jung Yiyeon’s achievements, Jung Yiyeon himself simply considered himself lucky.Thanks to his busy life, time passed relatively quickly. Despite various ups and downs, Jung Yiyeon turned thirty-five. At that time, he was still handling many things relatively easily.Nevertheless, he sometimes felt a deep sense of fatigue. Whenever unyielding constraints from relatives came in, and whenever Chairman Jung Pil-won persistently urged him to marry without feeling tired, he felt a sense of disillusionment.The only way to relieve stress was through intense sex. Even though he didn’t neglect exercise amid his busy schedule, the desire that couldn’t be vented through exercise alone often bothered him. However, in the state of spending days with his nerves on edge, it was often difficult for him to even muster the enthusiasm to seek out a partner. He simply didn’t have the energy to show affection and relaxation to strangers.However, buying people didn’t sit well with his temperament. Of course, when desires piled up too much, he did feel tempted. He just wanted encounters solely for physical satisfaction without any emotional exchange. He wished for a man who would come for sex and then leave without any strings attached. His life had become so exhausting to the point where he considered if it was possible to buy such encounters with money.One day, as he spent his precarious days feeling like he was walking on thin ice due to accumulating stress and unfulfilled desires, Jung Yiyeon suddenly felt that the air he was breathing was more comfortable than before.Even his stiffened shoulders seemed to relax a bit. The faint lingering scent of coffee and the lingering sweetness on his tongue seemed to soothe his nerves. Just that alone was enough, and working felt strangely easy. There was no leftover time to prepare for anything when he needed it. Without even realizing it, everything around him was running efficiently, and even Jung Yiyeon himself was working more efficiently than usual.Thus, paradoxically, he felt relaxed.Jung Yiyeon, who had just realized his own changes, found the reason behind it. And he soon realized. The presence that brought him relaxation, it was none other than the secretary who had suddenly been placed by his side not long ago.He was adept at managing schedules, handling visitors, and performing all tasks, including fieldwork, with great skill. He spoke only dry and businesslike words without showing any emotions, and his presence was sparse because he did not reveal himself. Yet he swiftly and efficiently handled what Jung Yiyeon wanted without any fuss.Indeed, like a man who received recommendations for being good at his job, he managed the workload of two or three people on his own. He was the kind of capable person who could push back against Jung Yiyeon, who had been particularly demanding of his secretaries. Looking at his resume again, his qualifications were quite impressive. His face, even with the silver-framed glasses, seemed quite neat.If he turned out to be a spy sent by a relative, it would leave a bitter taste. Jung Yiyeon’s first impression of having this secretary for a few months was either that or considering training him properly as his own person.Anyway, thanks to this secretary, Jung Yiyeon regained some leisure. Since hiring him, Jung Yiyeon was able to continue his sex life more vigorously than before.That was until one Friday night, before meeting the unfamiliar yet familiar man at the gay bar for the first time.‘….’At the moment their eyes met, the man’s pupils trembled as if experiencing an earthquake. Truth be told, Jung Yiyeon didn’t recognize him at first.He was like that because his image during the day was so different. Even though he only loosened two buttons of his shirt and didn’t wear a tie with his office attire, it was difficult to see the professional side of this secretary from him. To Jung Yiyeon’s eyes, he just seemed like a somewhat rough-looking man oozing with sensuality.It wasn’t the cold silver-framed glasses and the expressionless face—though the eyes trembled uncontrollably—that gave away the fact that the man in front of him was his secretary, he wouldn’t have known otherwise.His secretary was gay.Honestly, it was shocking. It was something Jung Yiyeon had never even imagined until he saw it himself. But the stories about Lee Nan that Jung Yiyeon heard from his partner that day were beyond belief.“Lee Nan, he’s a legend there.”How on earth does someone become a legend? Jung Yiyeon, who was at a loss for words at the amazing adjective, heard his partner say.“He doesn’t block incoming men, doesn’t hold onto departing men. He’s a bastard who doesn’t look back when he leaves. But he’s good for having fun together, you know.”Bastard. A bad guy who fools around with people. A possessor of a casual attitude toward relationships, focusing solely on physical relationships. A few years ago, he enjoyed a promiscuous sex life so much that there was no one who didn’t know about it…“He’s got this thing where he can twist people’s minds without even trying. Some kind of pheromones? Honestly, he’s handsome and charming. He’s really passionate when it comes to doing naughty things.”The description continued, completely unmatched with the secretary Jung Yiyeon knew. From the person describing Lee Nan, he could feel a hint of malice. As if he too had given his heart to Lee Nan and been hurt by him.But from that description, one thought flashed through Jung Yiyeon’s mind.Didn’t he recently lament that he wished a man who came for sex and left without any strings attached would just fall from the sky?That night, ultimately, the partner Jung Yiyeon met and brought back from the gay bar provided no assistance in relieving Jung Yiyeon’s desires. He left without even giving a glance to Jung Yiyeon, who had accompanied him to the hotel and had shown interest in Lee Nan. It was rude behavior, but Jung Yiyeon excused it to himself, attributing it to his shock at learning about his secretary’s shocking private life, as he lay alone on the hotel bed.He didn’t even have the will to go out and find a new partner out of sheer disbelief. His body was trembling with desire. Frustration doubled as he failed to achieve his goal. In the feeling of sinking heavily into the bed, Jung Yiyeon thought of his secretary.He was a man who avoided any hint of attachment or even the possibility of a steady relationship, emitting a faintly warm aroma mingled with a bitter taste amidst the bitter-sweet scent of coffee. He was none other than Jung’s impeccable secretary, whose appearance and manners left nothing to be desired.Lee Nan. Was that his real name, or was it a pseudonym he used as a gay man? Even though Jung Yiyeon had seen his name on his resume, he couldn’t remember it. He had no interest in remembering the name of the secretary by his side.But when I called his name, he came to me and became a flower, or so they say. The moment Jung Yiyeon learned that his secretary was gay, he became curious about him.The following weekend seemed to pass unusually slowly. Finally, Monday morning arrived after a boring weekend. Jung Yiyeon finally encountered his secretary.The secretary looked at him with the same dry expression as usual. “This weekend, did you have a good time?” Jung Yiyeon asked. “Yes, sir,” replied the secretary without any hint of embarrassment. It seemed as though he was equipped with a shield that repelled any impact, just like a robotic voice briefing Jung Yiyeon on his schedule, as if avoiding any further personal conversation.Yes, this was right. Just because he learned a little about the private lives of his subordinates didn’t mean he, as their boss, should act like he knew it all. The secretary was better off maintaining his composure. Yes, that’s right. Of course, I understand, but…Handing him his coffee, the secretary greeted him with emotionless robotic politeness, then turned and walked away with a straight back. Jung Yiyeon couldn’t understand why his heart was twisted by this neat, unaffected demeanor. How could a person be so indifferent? Why was he the only one unsettled, even feeling a bit resentful toward Lee Nan?“Secretary. What was your name again?”Jung Yiyeon asked, throwing an outrageously impolite question borne of childish psychology, admitting to his own rudeness for not recognizing his name over the past six months. For a moment, a look of surprise, as if asking if he didn’t even know his own name, flashed across Lee Nan’s face.Ah. It was only then that Jung Yiyeon realized he hadn’t observed Lee Nan enough due to his lack of interest. Was he really just a cold and indifferent person? Was it all just an act that seemed as though not even a needle could pierce through?It seemed as if a layer of wall had been added beneath the silver-framed glasses, and even that cold face, which seemed unshakeable, would surely blush when engaging in sex. With a suit that fit perfectly, revealing a sleek waistline every time he moved, one wondered how he would look when stripped down.Despite trying to rein in his thoughts, wondering what his subordinates were thinking, Jung Yiyeon couldn’t stop his wandering mind. For some reason, amidst the racing thoughts, there was a common destination. Disliking serious encounters with people, wouldn’t it be nice to satisfy each other’s desires? That was the conclusion he reached as he rushed forward.“I think you’ll be my secretary until I die, Secretary Lee.”After their secret as gays was revealed to each other, the desire to work together for a long time was mutual. And on the other hand, half of him thought they could reach an agreement on more secretive matters.Jung Yiyeon observed the secretary for a while after that and realized quite a lot thanks to him. Lee Nan was exceptionally skilled as a secretary. Everything from one to ten suited his taste perfectly. Jung Yiyeon realized belatedly that his recent peace of mind was all thanks to this secretary.Lee Nan understood his preferences remarkably well. Starting from adding a little sugar to his coffee, to discreetly placing headache medicine on his desk when Jung Yiyeon felt a headache. He even seemed to notice his picky eating habits. Jung Yiyeon found it eerie how he could be so attuned to his tastes. He couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy when he realized this. And for some reason, one thought began to haunt him: Until he learned that Lee Nan was gay, he had just thought of him as a competent secretary. But since then, he couldn’t shake the suspicion that Lee Nan might have an interest in him.Even though he thought it couldn’t be, Jung Yiyeon couldn’t be sure, as Lee Nan was overly attentive and caring. Although his attitude and expression were businesslike, his actions were so meticulous that the secretary constantly confused him.This secretary was polite and kind, but his smile seemed to be manufactured solely for business purposes, so much so that Jung Yiyeon couldn’t remember his smiling face properly. Even when Jung Yiyeon cared about the secretary’s meals or condition, he blocked personal conversation with a fake smile and soulless remarks. Jung Yiyeon wondered why this man’s behavior, polite and caring but ultimately fake, was so off-putting.Could it be that this was unconsciously luring people in? Being so good at accommodating others, only to discard them after they fell for it? If this affectionate demeanor was Lee Nan’s weapon, it wouldn’t be surprising if many people fell for it.One lunchtime, as Jung Yiyeon looked at Lee Nan offering him a hamburger and a vanilla latte, he couldn’t help but ask with a somewhat astonished expression, “Is this a professional habit, Secretary Lee?”