Chapter Text
(Starting it from where that aged degenerate fuck was attempting to fuck taekjoo.)
Taekjoo groans in contempt as he felt the arms of that ancient fuck wrapping around his abdomen while his cock was rubbing against his ass like a horny depraved pig.
The old fart's hands go under his shirt, the bastard allows his hands to wander over the young's man abs and let out a moan of pleasure when he felt how soft his skin was. Taekjoo's eyebrows furrowed in revulsion as he felt the sticky fingertips of that bastard on his skin.
That jerk's grinding kept going against his ass and he was getting even more angrier with the situation. Was he truly going to listen to Zhenya and let this fucker have his way with him? No, he did say he wouldn't care what he does to that bitch afterwards.
His eyes broadened when the old man busted open his shirt to reveal his enormous chest, his chest looked like massive tits instead and that old fuck was getting even more horny upon seeing his exposed defined chest and abs.
The grinding became even more faster against his ass and Taekjoo was having enough of it. The moment that old fuck started massaging his chest was the last straw. He swiftly elbows him in the face, causing the ugly old guy to fall back onto the ground with a loud thud while groaning.
His nose bled quickly as he looked up at Taekjoo with furious eyes. He lunges towards him to try and grab him, but Taekjoo dodges his attack skillfully and grabs the back of his hair. He yanks his head towards a nearby table and repeatedly smashes his head against the edge of the granite table.
The glasses filled with alcohol jumped from the action, causing some of the liquid to spill everywhere. The old man screamed in pain as more blood spilt from his nose and forehead. Taekjoo was too strong for him. He couldn't do anything to stop the inevitable attack.
Taekjoo grabs one of the glasses on the table and slams it straight on that fucker's head. The pieces of glass sank into the skin of his head making a wave of blood shroud his forehead.
However, taekjoo made the mistake of not being completely aware of his surroundings. That ageing fuck grabbed his thigh and plunged a syringe into his smooth skin. Taekjoo released him abruptly as he groaned in extreme pain, he staggered backwards as his body trembled with discomfort.
His vision started getting blurry, he saw that old man tumble on the bed, not moving. Mostly because he has lost too much blood and energy.
His breathing became more unstable as he felt dizzy. He moved his hand towards the syringe and yanked it out of his thigh. A string of blood spurts out like a fountain but he was too woozy to even notice or care.
He tumbles onto the vanity behind him, his body growing warmer as he feels sweat forming on his forehead. His dark eyes shifted in and out of consciousness.
He saw the silhouette of someone recognizing those familiar long legs and shoes. The scent of cigars was strong. He could tell it was Zhenya. Good timing, perhaps Zhenya can help him for once.
However, his body was lifted and thrown on the bed with force. Taekjoo was caught off guard and cussed him out. "you bastard! What the fuck are you doing!" he screams at him but Zhenya does not reply.
Taekjoo looks up at the mirrored ceiling with blurry widening eyes. Then his gaze fell on Zhenya, who was above him. A hand touches his cheeks, and he feels tears being wiped away from his eyes to clear his vision. Zhenya's hands. Taekjoo didn't even know he was crying until those fingers were sliding down his wet cheeks.
Zhenya examines him from all angles, delighting in the way his shirt is open to reveal his perky nipples and chest to him. He watches as Taekjoo shivers beneath him, his dark hair wet from sweat.
Taekjoo was perplexed as to why Zhenya was standing over him. His effort to push him off was rebuffed by the other, who grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head with force. Taekjoo's eyes widened as he felt Zhenya leaning his body completely on his and pressing their bodies together.
He felt the blond's hair man's hands wandering over his chest, his fingers sliding across his nipples causing him to gasp. "Where is your strength now when you need it the most, hm?" Zhenya taunted with a wicked smile as he bent his face closer to his neck, his warm breath fanning over his throat.
Taekjoo grits his teeth in anger as he tries to push his hands out of his grip but can't do much due to being under the influence of that syringe.
Zhenya used his other hand to grope at his chest, massaging his bulky chest and letting out a hum of satisfaction as he felt the smooth skin under his palms. "you fucking bastard let me go!" taekjoo shouts in his face though Zhenya doesn't care, he instead let his tongue touch his neck and licks a long stripe at the untouched skin.
Taekjoo's breathing became even more unsteady as his body shivered from head to toe. Zhenya continues to lick at his throat and play with his chest simultaneously while his other hand remains on his wrists.
"I will fucking kill you" Taekjoo says but that's when Zhenya stops his actions and just sat on top of him. Taekjoo was left confused as to why he stopped, it was a relief that he did because he didn't want this to keep going.
Zhenya released the grip on his wrists but remained sat on his abdomen, his weight itself was enough to keep him pinned on the bed.
He notices Zhenya pressing a button on the remote control that he acquired from that old man earlier and a secret door opens revealing a picture. In that image, there was the portrait of the Bogdanov family and when his eyes finally settled on a guy who looked similar to Zhenya his blood froze. His breath catches in his throat as his eyes widen with fear. No fucking way.
When he looks back at Zhenya he sees him smirking down at him. "you're..." taekjoo starts but his words seem to falter. "you're Pshik Bogdanov!" he finally screams out and thrashes around to make an effort to escape him.
Zhenya places his hands on his chest and pins his body down to the bed. "I thought you would be smart enough to realise that until now but I guess not" he mocks as his smirk never disappears. "I swear I'll fucking kill you" this only serves to make his smirk widens further. Taekjoo was warned by Chief Lim to avoid him at all costs yet he was working with that man since the very fucking beginning while also being deceived by him.
Zhenya's blue eyes started to light up with a strange emotion and Taekjoo feared for his life. All this time, he was working with the man who slaughtered people as though they were ants.
"get off of me!" Taekjoo shouts again but his shouts fall on deaf ears. This only seems to make Zhenya more tenacious in not letting him go.
Zhenya's large hands slide across his neck, taekjoo breath hitches in worry as he frantically thrashes around but soon stops when that hand wraps tightly around his throat.
His oxygen was quickly cut off leaving his mind to pivot. He grabbed Zhenya's wrist with both hands and tried to push the hand away but even this was not working. It seems his strength was depleting due to that strange anesthetizer inserted into him earlier.
Zhenya's lips curved into a smile as his blue eyes remained fixed on his face. His right-hand remains pressed around his throat, and the back of his head is being pushed into the pillow due to the force that Zhenya was using on him.
Taekjoo's thighs begin to shake like an earthquake, and a terrible feeling of warmth surrounds his body and burns into his veins making his mind falter. Sweats formed all over his body, his hair was becoming damp from the sweat which in turn made him feel cold and hot at the same time.
He still could not believe it. His eyes shift back to the portrait on the wall, trying to deny the truth that Zhenya was Pshik Bogdanov but every time he sees that fucker in the picture his hopes that he was not Pshik Bogdanov disappear quickly into thin air.
"How does it feel? The feeling of being backstabbed by your colleague." Zhenya mocks him, the larger and more powerful man squeezes his throat more tightly knocking every air that tries to flow into his lungs out.
Taekjoo felt eccentric, a deep sense of betrayal rushed through him, and his heart burned with regret for trusting this man. He thought he could trust him, all the times Zhenya helped him when he nearly died was what made him believe he could trust him until now.
He could not reply, his lungs were being compressed by that enormous hand. Drools gathered at his mouth as he tried to breathe sharply through his nose yet the air was not entering his lungs.
Was this it? Was this how he was going to die? By the man whom he was told to avoid from the beginning, by the one and only Pshik Bogdanov.
His arms and limbs scorched with heat, and his dizziness increased. Whatever that old man injected into him was very intense. Taekjoo worried that he might die from the drug before even dying at that monster's hands.
He tried to lift his trembling legs to kick Zhenya from the back but his strength was nowhere to be found. His eyes were closing, his vision was fading. He could not breathe, he was dying.
Just as he was about to pass out Zhenya released his throat. He coughed loudly and inhaled quickly. A burst of air flows down his warm lungs. Zhenya grabs a knife that was bound to his ankles and drags it down Taekjoo's pants cutting the fabric from side to side and in the middle.
Taekjoo's eyes widened as he tried to push him away but Zhenya didn't even budge. His strength was nothing compared to what Zhenya's strength was like.
The centre of his pants was cut open revealing his flaccid penis and a small hole between his buttocks that was twitching with fear.
Taekjoo used all the force that was left inside his body to swing his fist at Zhenya but the other was quick to block his attack. A long smile stretched across Zhenya's face, he seemed to be enjoying himself and this only made taekjoo angrier.
Zhenya pulls his belt off and ties Taekjoo's hands together leaving him completely powerless underneath him.
Taekjoo gasped in surprise and horror as he felt two fingers being shoved at his entrance, however, those fingers were not able to enter due to how small, dry and tight his hole was. He felt embarrassed to be touched there, he had never even touched himself there yet that psycho was caressing him there like it was nothing.
"if you want to live I would advise you to relax your hole" but the young dark-haired man didn't reply and instead turned his face away from Zhenya.
Zhenya doesn't say anything to his actions and instead just shoves his fingers through the tight hole and this makes Taekjoo's eyes closed tightly with pain as he squirms on the bed in discomfort.
"stop! Pull them out!" taekjoo managed to scream out through his heavy painful breaths but Zhenya refused and instead pushed his fingers deeper and curled them inside so he would be able to stretch the hole more.
Tears obscured his vision as Zhenya continued his assault inside his hole. Pain shoots from every corner of his body, his arms hurt from being affixed by the belt and his sweaty legs quiver in distress.
The heat inside his body was increasing even more, his blood was boiling and his head was spinning more strongly as well.
Zhenya uses his other hand to slap him hard across the face. This causes the tears that were swelling in his eyes to fall. Taekjoo's heart pounded with extreme fear and anger as he couldn't do anything to stop this.
His cheeks sting with the slap and Zhenya doesn't stop, he then punches him hardly in the stomach causing a loud gasp of pain to erupt from Taekjoo's mouth. He screams in agony only to receive another blow on his face by that large hand.
"you bastard! Ah! F-stop" he cries out in pain as his stomach clenches from the punch. Zhenya stops slapping him but instead focuses his attention on the small hole that his fingers are digging in.
He slams his fingers violently inside his hole and Taekjoo screams once more. This time he screamed so loud that the shout echoed around the room of Sergei.
Zhenya's smile returns as he hears those painful screams, and Taekjoo realises how big of a mistake and a fool he has been. This was the real Pshik Bogdanov, in the flesh. In his glory, he was showing him how cruel he was.
Zhenya uses his free hand and pushes his pants down to reveal his monster cock, Taekjoo tears increased and kept flowing down as he was unable to prevent this from happening. He felt the fingers open his hole wider and felt a burning thing against his opening.
He tilts his head up to look and his body trembles violently with fear. No fucking way. He tries to kick Zhenya on his chest out of anger and anxiety.
Zhenya only grabbed his legs and put them above his shoulders, He leaned his entire heavy body on Taekjoo and pushes his monster cock through his hole stretching the little hole so much that Taekjoo cries out in anguish.
The pain of the penetration was more intense compared to what he had to endure throughout those days. Zhenya's hands holds onto his shoulders and pushed him down causing his cock to plunge deeper into his hole. This action made him go so deep that Taekjoo started crying. Wave of tears flowed down his warm wet cheeks rapidly.
Taekjoo at this point was folded in half. His legs were completely over Zhenya's shoulders. The other kept leaning forward until his face was mere inches in front of Taekjoo.
Zhenya groans as he feels how tight taekjoo is. So tight that his cock could barely move inside. His hole was starting to become wet and quickly hot. The massive piece of flesh inside of him could be seen through his belly.
Taekjoo's eyes shifted to his stomach and saw how big Zhenya's cock was inside of him, his tummy was bulging from the size. He wished in that moment he could punch Zhenya but the belt around his wrists prevented him from doing so.
Suddenly Zhenya started moving which made him gasp, his cock started moving in and out of him but in a rough way. Zhenya was not even waiting for his hole to adjust to his size and just started ramming his cock in that hole to try and spread that hole a lot.
Taekjoo's constant screams rang out in the room. "I will fucking.... Kill you!!" he shouted as he shakes his head from side to side as if that would stop Zhenya from slamming his cock into his butthole.
Zhenya only smirks in amusement as he teases him. "let's see you try then" Zhenya's voice rang out and with that, he shoves his cock even more abruptly.
Zhenya lifted his upper body and grasped tightly on Taekjoo's waist and began pounding him hard and fast. Each thrust was sending a ripple of pain inside of his veins. The blond man's feet were planted firmly on the bed as his hips moved vigorously against his.
The sounds of skin on skin slapping against one another were loud and severe. The pace was increasing so much that taekjoo felt like he would rather die at that moment instead of suffering through this.
Taekjoo's back was also lifted off the bed from how much his hole was getting violently rammed into by that gigantic cock.
Now he knows why Louise was screaming so damn loud in the train when Zhenya was fucking her, who would survive this.
His tight warm hole involuntarily clamped around the dripping monster's cock and he saw the expression of Zhenya changing for a moment as his expression was filled with pleasure. This only made taekjoo angrier, how could he enjoy this while he was raping him.
Taekjoo's mind spins around like a washing machine and for a moment his eyes go upward to the mirror above. He sees that giant angry cock going in and out of his hole and he could see how badly his hole was getting stretched out.
He looked away embarrassed by the sight but suddenly his face was gripped and forcefully turned to face Zhenya. "don't look away, think of how hard it was putting that mirror on the ceiling" he says as his cock plunges deeper hitting a spot that made Taekjoo's mouth hung open and body to jolt backwards.
This made Zhenya's eyes widen in surprise for a moment as he didn't expect such a reaction from him. Then a few minutes later a smirk appeared on the blonde-haired man's features. He starts blasting his cock into that spot over and over again causing a massive saliva to fall from Taekjoo's mouth as his head tilts back on the pillow.
Taekjoo's hands grabbed the bedsheets tightly as his back arched violently off the bed. His eyes roll back as he sees white. For a moment his surroundings fade, his hearing is lost as all he could feel was this overwhelming amount of pleasure drowning him.
Zhenya leans forward and licked at his collarbones and neck and attacked that spot again with his massive cock. The head of his cock hits that bundle of nerves inside his hole repeatedly and causing Taekjoo's face to twist in a pleasured expression, his tongue came out of his mouth as his eyes remained rolled back.
His body twitches so much and his stomach tightens from the intense pleasure. Zhenya watches this with a laugh, he drives his cock strongly into that spot, and the bulging red tip of his cock slams into that spot over and over again in a brutal way making saliva drip down his chin and onto his massive chest.
Taekjoo's hands grip the belt tighter until his knuckles are turning white. His eyes were back in their original position but he looked so fucked up already, his breathing became even more unsteady as the pace of Zhenya only got more aggressive.
"you surrendered quite quickly" Zhenya's voice fades in and out of his ears, he wasn't able to even think properly due to how hard he was getting fucked.
Zhenya bites at his neck strongly and draws out blood. He began licking the blood and sucking on it harshly like a fucking vampire.
Taekjoo groans at the painful sensation due to the bite, his hole tightens around the monstrous cock causing Zhenya to let out a grunt of pleasure.
Zhenya's eyebrows furrowed as his eyes closed for a moment to savour this moment. He continued to lick and suck the blood as his hips crashes against the butt of Taekjoo.
Zhenya's larger body trembled as his movements became more forceful, he folded Taekjoo's body even more and grasped at the legs that were on his shoulders and increased the speed.
Taekjoo didn't even have time to breathe as the cock goes deeper, it was so deep he could feel Zhenya's balls touching his hole. That's how deep he was.
Taekjoo lets out an embarrassed loud moan when the cock hits his womb, the feeling was so strange and more intense there.
"fuck stop you bast-" Another hard thrust made Taekjoo's words get caught inside his throat. His womb seems so buzzed with energy from how vicious Zhenya's cock was moving inside of him.
His body temperature increases so much and for a moment he feels a heavy warmth building at the center. The pain from penetration was disappearing and the overwhelming sensation of pleasure was washing over him.
His toes curled and his back arched again but Zhenya pinned his body down and pounded him like an animal in heat.
The bed started shaking violently with each motion, the sounds of their grunts and moans were loud. Sergei was passed out on the bed next to them but that didn't seem to stop Zhenya at all.
For a moment Taekjoo let the pleasure consume him, his eyes rolling back as each thrust of that cock was brushing against his sweet prostate and slammed right into the entrance of his eager womb.
Zhenya was moaning as he licked the sweat off of his neck. The taste is salty and somehow he liked it. The scent of taekjoo was also driving him wild and stimulating his cock and mind.
The blond hair was so sweaty and his blue eyes darkened with lust. His abs clenched with each thrust inside taekjoo.
Taekjoo mumbled incoherent pleasured words as his thighs descended from Zhenya's shoulders only to wrap around his waist.
Zhenya was surprised for a moment but smirked as he realised he was finally gaining control over him.
He whacks his cock at the deepest part inside of taekjoo's heated walls. The plush wet walls tighten around the bulging meat inside and taekjoo lets out a lewd moan that made Zhenya's cock spasm.
The bed continued to shake, zhenya bit his nipples with his teeth, hard enough to draw out blood. Taekjoo screams in pain as his fingers grip around the belt tighter.
He licks at the blood and then closes his mouth around the huge brown nipple and begins rotating his tongue. Taekjoo feels the heat that was building in his abdomen increase so much from just the licking and all of sudden his cock spurts out a load of white liquid. The semen flies into the air and lands on his stomach and abs.
Zhenya's hips continued moving while he sucks at the nipples, the scent of taekjoo's semen fills his nose and this only made him move more strongly.
His cock pounds at taekjoo's womb asking for him to open up so he can put his cock inside his womb.
Saliva bubbles around taekjoo's nipples from the constant licking and sucking. He can't believe he orgasm just from having his nipples sucked.
Zhenya uses his hands to begin massaging the tremendous chest that resembles more like breasts. He squeezed the massive flesh in his hands and kneaded the meat.
Taekjoo was fading in and out of consciousness. After his orgasm subsided the feeling of pain returned once more. His hole started burning from the brutal thrust.
Zhenya looked like he was not even tired while taekjoo looked like he was half dead.
He feels Zhenya's mouth pull off of his nipples while his cock kept pushing deep into his hole.
Zhenya lifts his head to admire the artwork that he has just done on Taekjoo's chest. The sweat, blood and saliva on his chest mixed together and created a captivating sight for Zhenya.
The legs that were around Zhenya's waist unfolded and fell to the bed.
Suddenly, Zhenya effortlessly lifted Taekjoo's body off the bed and made him sit on his lap. Their faces were mere inches away. Taekjoo wanted to beat his face so bad but his hands were still tied by that belt and it seems like Zhenya was not planning on releasing that belt from his hands anytime soon.
In this position, taekjoo could feel Zhenya's cock bury further into his hole. The cock reaches at the entrance of his womb. "I was curious" Zhenya says as he pushes his hips upwards while guiding Taekjoo's waist down on his cock causing the dark-skinned man to tremble on his lap like a leaf.
"can someone be killed from doing this?" Taekjoo's eyes widened, if this was possible then he would have already been dead by now. His body already looked like it was hanging by a thread from how tired he was.
His lungs were dry and his mind was being crushed with different sensations and emotions.
Zhenya started to push his hips more forcefully and slammed Taekjoo's body down on his cock constantly. The lewd sounds of his hole and Zhenya's cock being connected were echoing around the room.
Taekjoo's eyes looked down at his stomach to see the cock moving around like a snake. His eyes widened as he feels Zhenya moves him up his cock, the tip remains at the opening of his hole only for Zhenya to violently slammed him back down on the slippery giant cock.
The cock pushes past his womb entrance and enters fully inside his womb. Now Zhenya was the deepest inside of him. "how does it feel? To be ridiculed and then fucked by the man you trusted like a fool" Zhenya sniffs at his neck and his cock moves more inside of him, it seems he was liking Taekjoo's scent way too much.
Taekjoo could only gasp as he felt the heavy feeling of that colossus cock being buried deep inside of his womb.
He started licking at Taekjoo's neck like he was thirsty for his sweat. He licks and sucks on the skin harshly making lots of Hickeys and bites.
Then out of nowhere Zhenya grabs his hair and tilts his head back to make him look at the mirror on the ceiling. Taekjoo's eyes widened as he looked at himself, his eyes locked on Zhenya in the mirror as the larger man kept pounding his hole like a beast without a stop.
Taekjoo doesn't recognize himself, saliva, sweat blood are all over his body along with Hickies and bruises on his face and thighs.
He sees himself, he sees his mouth being hung open as moans keep slipping out. Zhenya's eyes remained locked onto his in the mirror and he started increasing his pace so much that taekjoo's chest started bouncing with the rough motion.
Taekjoo keeps looking in the mirror, he can't look away as the other is still holding his hair backwards.
Zhenya's expression changed, his blue eyes became glossy in the mirror for a moment. That's when taekjoo felt it, a huge burning sensation flooded his insides. Zhenya groans loudly as his semen bursts from the tip of his cock and filled the inside of Taekjoo deeply. Painting his pink walls white.
The semen flowed straight into his womb, so deep and so much that it made his stomach bulge out and the liquid started spilling out of his hole and making a puddle on their intertwined genitals. Taekjoo couldn't help but cum again, his semen squirts on zhenya's stomach like glue.
Taekjoo was so exhausted that a strong wave of fatigue engulfed him, his eyes shut tightly as his body collapsed forward onto Zhenya, zhenya's arms surround his back for a moment as his semen-coated cock remains inside the unconscious taekjoo. He glances at the peaceful sight of Taekjoo sleeping, his ragged breathing still loud as he falls into a deep state of sleep.