I Picked Up the Greatest Villain in the Story

65.

Unable to hold back any longer, Jian’s manhood spurt out a cloudy fluid. As he tightened inside while climaxing, Sehun also embraced Jian and let out a bestial moan.

The sound of their hearts pounding could be felt through their touching chests. Overwhelmed by the heat spreading throughout his body, Jian closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

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“…”

Eyes staring at the ceiling blinked aimlessly. Empty eyes, as if all soul had left them, scanned the room where it was difficult to gauge the time.

The lighting, which had been embarrassingly reddish, had somehow changed to resemble morning sunlight. The problem was that while there was a curtained window visible, no streaks of light were seeping through the gaps.

It was the same when he was rolling around embracing Sehun before losing consciousness. Though it felt like he had slept for a long time, apart from the changed lighting, there was no light coming in from outside.

‘Is it underground?’

But it was confusing because there wasn’t the characteristic damp and stuffy smell of underground spaces.

Sprawled out on the bed, Jian just rolled his eyes to examine the room’s structure again. Nothing had changed. Only his body, which had been soaked in sweat and bodily fluids, was now dry and fresh.

What happened with Sehun might have felt like a dream, but the undeniable muscle pain and the burning sensation down below were problematic.

Even now, the sensation he had felt at the time was so vividly imprinted on Jian’s entire body that it felt as if something was still entering and leaving him.

Jian pulled the blanket over his face. Though there was no one watching, he felt ashamed and embarrassed. He felt guilty for losing consciousness after just one round of sex, and for ultimately committing such an act with a child he saw as a younger brother.

Just imagining how he should face Sehun from now on made him feel like the ground was crumbling beneath his feet.

‘And why did you wrap your legs around there…’

He had whined about pain earlier, but then wrapped his legs around Sehun’s waist saying it felt good. He painfully understood why Hyunsu couldn’t come to his senses from the second time they had sex. Moreover, Jian had experienced it with his whole body from the very first time.

Even now, the echoes of his own moans seemed to resound in his ears. Even covering his ears with both hands didn’t help; the sounds only became clearer.

He rolled around on the bed, expressing his distress, but it only resulted in tangling the chains attached to his wrists.

As Jian sat up with a swollen face, fidgeting to untangle the chains, the door suddenly opened without a knock.

“Hyung, are you awake?”

Unlike Jian, who was naked with red marks all over his body, Sehun was wearing a light blue shirt and black slacks.

Jian made a sour face at Sehun’s neat appearance, which made him look as if he was going on a blind date if only he had worn dress shoes instead of slippers.

It seemed unfair that Sehun was fully dressed while leaving him naked.

“You should give me clothes too, Sehun.”

Since Sehun’s reason for imprisoning him here was probably for sex, the purpose had already been achieved. He raised his wrists, gesturing at the chains.

“And remove these too.”

Though trying to speak calmly, Jian couldn’t look Sehun directly in the eyes.

The expression Sehun had made while climaxing kept appearing in his mind. His toes wriggled under the blanket. Unfortunately, it hadn’t been long since he woke up, and blood was about to rush to his lower regions.

“You must have been very uncomfortable. I’m sorry.”

As if Jian was the only one feeling awkward, Sehun sat on the edge of the bed and took Jian’s wrists in his hands. The way he gently caressed the skin inside the handcuffs with his thumb was affectionate.

“But it’s not possible yet. Please bear with it a little longer, even if it’s uncomfortable.”

“Why isn’t it possible?”

“Well…”

Sehun interlocked his fingers with Jian’s and lowered his head. He brought his face close to Jian, who kept avoiding eye contact, and met his gaze.

His irises, tinged with red, emitted a mysterious light. His pitch-black pupils were so deep that the end couldn’t be seen. Jian’s Adam’s apple bobbed involuntarily.

“Because you don’t love me yet.”

For a moment, Jian felt indignant at this assertion. There were many forms of love.

Even after having sex, Sehun was still a younger brother in Jian’s eyes. That was a fact that wouldn’t change even if a lifetime passed. It wasn’t a feeling that could change just by forcefully demanding love.

“We… even had sex. You know we can’t go back anymore.”

Though embarrassing, he had even said that his first kiss was with Sehun. He had also made up his mind to willingly become the sacrificial lamb if Sehun needed an object for his obsession.

He couldn’t understand what more was lacking for Sehun to act this way. Did he really want to play at being lovers? Feeling frustrated, he bit his lip.

“That’s right. We had sex.”

Unlike Jian, Sehun’s face was calm as he repeated Jian’s words. Sehun gently swayed their interlocked hands.

“But I’m greedy, hyung, so that’s not enough. I want you to only look at me. I want you to feel that this world has no value without me, and I want you to think about me all day long.”

His voice flowed smoothly and pleasantly, but the content was suffocating. Feeling stifled, Jian let out a big sigh.

He could feel their joined hands trembling slightly. Was it somewhat fortunate? That Sehun was at least considering his feelings a little.

“So how long are you going to keep me locked up? Everyone must be in an uproar. You have to go to college too, you know.”

Even after having sex, there was still an unbridgeable difference of opinion between them.

In Jian’s view, Sehun’s personality was too dangerous. He could accommodate him to some extent, but he couldn’t remain locked up in handcuffs indefinitely.

Sehun’s college admission was still pending, and the Tower would appear soon. Jian wanted to spend precious everyday moments with Sehun, at least until the Tower appeared.

Sehun might not know, but when the Tower appears, this world will once again be plunged into chaos. The order that had been barely established would be shaken, and countless people would be sacrificed.

Among those to be sacrificed, there would surely be people he knew. That’s why Jian wanted to prevent his precious ones from getting hurt at all costs.

To do that, he needed to visit America before it was too late. Didn’t he need the life recovery potion to use his abilities freely?

“Look at this. You’re still thinking about other things first. Things like college have no meaning to me at all.”

“What are you talking about? I’ve seen how you’ve been. Sehun, you studied until past midnight every day.”

Jian knew well because he had stayed awake until Sehun fell asleep. How could all that effort have no value?

Even after the Tower appeared, daily life continued in the early stages. Numerous hunters rushed into the Tower, doing their best to clear floor by floor.

Until then, he wanted Sehun to enjoy college life somehow.

“I was just pretending to work hard because you seemed to want that. I like this the most, facing you like this. How could I look forward to entering a university crawling with annoying people?”

Sehun’s eyes lowered at the thought that his hyung still didn’t understand him. Did he vaguely sense that he wasn’t normal? Jian wanted Sehun to have all the experiences that kids his age typically have.

Even getting a perfect score on the college entrance exam, which Hyunsu would have died to achieve, was just a nuisance from Sehun’s perspective.

He did feel a small sense of achievement while studying, but that was all. In fact, the reason he studied past midnight was because Jian paid more attention to him when he did so.

He liked hearing the small movements outside the door. He looked forward to those times when Jian would look at him with concern and pat his head whenever their eyes met.

Most of the content he could remember almost completely after seeing it once, but he deliberately extended the time sitting at his desk, all because of Jian.

It made his heart flutter to see Jian hovering around him, trying to take care of one more thing.

“You understand why I can’t remove this yet, right hyung?”

Sehun spoke in a gloomy voice as he fiddled with the chains connected to Jian’s wrists. The tangled parts easily came undone with a few movements of his fingers.

“But since you want it, I’ll submit the college applications. Don’t worry about other people. I’ve taken care of everything already.”

“What do you mean by ‘taken care of’…?”

Jian’s eyes shook as if an earthquake had occurred at the appearance of such a terrifying word. Even though he thought Sehun wouldn’t harm others, hadn’t impossible things already happened to him?

The handcuffs on his wrists and the throbbing pain down below were proof of that. Sehun’s bright smile only fueled his anxiety.

“Are you afraid I might have killed them?”