Archive Warning: Rape/Non-Con
Category: M/M
Alternate Universe - Soulmates|Dead Dove: Do Not Eat|Blow Jobs|Foot Jobs
Notes:
This fic is not my work, i commissioned it from someone and i don't want to enjoy it alone. So here you go!
Oh!! In case this fic is not up to your palate, would you kindly just not read it😁
Nameverse AU (Soulmate AU)
*Betting Your Finger or Fate*
The writing on the back of my neck. The Chinese characters on the neckline facing the shoulder, probably the handwriting of the partner, written in neat handwriting:
[Jin Cheong]
On Earth, I thought I would just get married internationally.. and only chose Chinese as my second foreign language, so I didn't really care, but I couldn't imagine that this person would cause trouble on the continent.
When Hayan first found out about this writing, she literally cried and cried.
And when she cried with all her magical power surrounding her, I told her that there are almost no fateful partners who came to the continent with her, and if Hayan magical power control became more refined, I told her that we would try to remove the name, and it worked, and I was barely able to stop Hayan rampage.
After that, she developed a really complicated magic that surpassed common sense.
It was so complicated that even before the procedure, she constantly created, modified, and overlapped the spell, and even the hair reacted to the magic and floated up, and the visual and the words she muttered while saying, "It doesn't hurt... Hehe... 'Oppa'... It doesn't hurt", but at the time, I was so anxious and scared that I couldn't understand it.
Anyway, the removal of the name was successful, and the mana that had been sharpened almost scraped the name away, and smoke that felt like burning flesh rose endlessly.
When the feeling of a dermatologist's laser treatment passed, only a faint letter that was recognizable if you looked closely was left, like a slightly darker flesh-colored tattoo.
And so, to me, who was now living almost the same life as people who didn't have their soulmate names.
Fate suddenly struck me.
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That day, when I went into Laios restaurant to avoid Shaolin.
I knew the name of the man whose eyes met mine before I could read it.
My heart was pounding, hormones were pouring out like a storm from my lower abdomen, and I couldn't get over the feeling of my feet sinking as if I was falling from a high note somewhere, and I felt it desperately.
That man was my soulmate, linked by name.
Looking at his eyes, it was shockingly deep, as if he already thought of me as a destined meeting or the beginning of love.
Soon, he invited me to a game in a very polite manner, and ofcourse.
I was a little excited about meeting my soulmate, that is, the fact that Lee Ki-young's soulmate was Jin Cheong. A powerful General of the Republic, a person with a face that was a little bit nice and atmospheric, and a person who was better than I had imagined.
Well, if I had to put it into words, I was a little dizzy from the shock of my first love.
However, this feeling of floating on top of a cloud...
Alas it didn't last long.
As the game continued, the sweet atmosphere of Jin-cheong changed into an attitude that was inappropriate for a place where you meet your destined person for the first time and have a good time chatting.
And that you would never forgive in a place where you were courting someone... damn it.
In fact, wasn't it wrong for me to have high expectations for something from someone who had never played games before?
I think I felt a little bitter and miserable.
I wanted to get out of the game, but I held on to the board because I expected the reaction I would get when I finished the game.
I bit my lips and made a fuss about the meaningless movements of the long-term pieces, dragging the game on until the very end.
All I knew was bluffing... I had no skills, and I ended up losing in this miserable atmosphere.
"Ha.."
From the middle of the game, instead of the eyes that used to evaluate me, I could feel disappointment and contempt, and I could feel my affection for him cooling down in real time.
A cold gaze that seemed to look down on me with tears in my eyes.
"Is it right to think properly and deal with it?"
Even that is... pathetic and stupid... I doubt if this is really my fate, and it seems like the limit is to endure taking off my clothes and checking my name... With that kind of... psychopathic face... I watched this side and the game board for a long time, and he even sarcastically sneered with a temperature that was clearly cold.
In the end, he didn't catch me as I was running away after blurting out my greeting.
Even in the midst of all that chaos, Hayan, who had received a note from Jincheong, was focused on proving her innocence to me, so it was fortunate that she didn't notice that he was the owner of the Chinese character name written on my body.
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When I met Jincheong again after that, I was working on framing him with the devil summoning, and when he saw through my lie that I had been hesitant about at first, I could see his face that he was really angry.
His face as he stared at me, who was falsely accusing him of being a demon summoner, was so scary that I thought that the look in his eyes that saw me like a bug back then when we last met might not have actually been that angry or upset.
I was afraid of that man's abilities, but I couldn't help but feel a little relieved after winning the public opinion war.
I didn't know his reaction would be so enjoyable, even if it was just a feeling of humiliation for having been fooled by me.
I only realized then that I had a sense of entitlement or a desire to be recognized and loved, so when the demon of instigation finally showed up and Jin-cheong attacked and knocked me down, it was a little shocking.
"I thought you were pretty smart to do such a mean thing."
On the flesh that Jin-cheong exposed by rolling up his arms, I could see red lines of burn marks, as if they had been slashed with a hot iron.
And then, after a long time, what was covered up was my name, three letters.
[Lee Ki-young]
'Hayan.. You could do something like that..?'
I had expected that he would have my name when we first met, but.. I never imagined that she would torture my soulmate through the connection of our names.
Jin-cheong, who had completely lost his mind, raised his arm in a theatrical motion as if he was taking revenge and cast a familiar but slightly different magic towards the scar where his name was written, and then something was thrust into the back of my neck.
"Ugh!"
A feeling as if my flesh was being cut.
I felt a burning pain as if my tender flesh was being stabbed with a hot awl.
"Ugh..ah..ah.."
I could see Jin-cheong's mouth twisted between my scream and a groan.
This...bastard..Are you torturing a person for receiving treatment without knowing the consequence?
Even as I endured the pain that was rushing in without my knowledge, an eerie smile appeared on my tearful eyes.
As I frantically wrapped my body in mana and meticulously checked the circuits to filter out any possible curses, I discovered a familiar structure of magical energy flowing around the name.
"This is-..."
"Do you remember?"
It was similar to the magic that Hayan had cast for me, as if he had sharpened his sword for true revenge.
"Yes, it's the magic you sent... for your soulmate."
What I am experiencing now is the reverse effect of that magic, that is, the sensation that Jincheong has experienced so far.
He had been waiting for his soulmate, fighting the burning sensation that had been tormenting him since before my name was known on the continent.
To give back this pain.
Haha.. Shit..
If I had known that this crazy psychopath was my soulmate, I would have asked Hayan to kill him immediately instead of torturing him.
On Light's shoulder, where blood was flowing down, the same name was engraved in red letters as if it had been carved with a knife, and eventually, unable to bear the pain, he fell down, clutching his shoulder.
"Gyaaaah! Oppa.. Heuheu.. What should I do.. Sob.."
"Kuhahaha!! Well done, you who summoned me, now accept the power I gave you and finish off that disgusting Light's bastard!"
However, Jincheong, who had been laughing at me like an evil spirit, as if he didn't know that the one shot he had just had was really good, presented him with a wonderful con game with Belial.
So Jihye, who can be called my true soulmate, and this Mega Best Friend, the Regressor, Kim Hyun-seong, we're planning to finish him off.
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After that, during the war with the Republic, he gradually felt the value of his body, worried about it, and at the same time, began to be wary, and through conversations with Kim Hyun-seong, he started working on [Jincheong=Mask Trash], but he hesitated as if he wasn't sure, and the days continued without any results. How did this brat get hit in the back of the head while being so careful?
Contrary to the expectation that he would torture this body without warning.
The mark on the back of his neck was quiet, as if he was going to play a fair game, and I think it was when he sent a small gift to Jincheong once, and he gritted his teeth while commanding, receiving a burning sensation as a warning not to ruin the game.
"Mr. Ki-young."
Hyun-seong came to the barracks here.
"What brought you here?"
"I heard that you looked a little uncomfortable today... "
"Ah..Hyunseong-ssi.. I made someone who was busy worry for no reason."
It was almost funny to see him worrying about me so innocently.
The remaining magic was still throbbing, and a pleasant plan flashed through my head. Okay, you devil summoner, I'll make good use of that gift.
"It wasn't much.. a little.. your condition.."
"But your complexion looks so bad. Did you meet the priest?"
"A little.. but.. right now.. I can't waste precious manpower on such a personal matter.."
"No, in this war, there is no one as important as Ki-young-ssi. Don't think like that, please.."
"Ah... as expected.. no.."
"Ki-young-ssi!"
Hyunseong, who had a slightly puzzled expression on his face at the seemingly endless verbal battle, grabbed my body as soon as he was sure that I had a sore spot.
To be exact, he grabbed my shoulders and entered the usual magic massage pose, but...
"Don't!"
He couldn't help but be flustered by his friend's unexpectedly fierce resistance.
A completely different look from when he had meekly surrendered his chest and body before.
"Don't touch.."
Lee Kiyoung, surprised by his own voice that he had shouted out sensitively, grabbed his shoulders and spoke slowly again, making a face that made him think that something had happened.
"I'm sorry. I still don't know what to do with this.."
Because of the commotion that happened for a moment, those who were standing guard outside somehow turned red and went to check that there was nothing wrong, and as they regained their senses and calmed down, their eyes seemed to want an explanation, and it was time to show the other side of the story, which was a little sad.
For a public figure like Lee Ki-young, a 'Name' is a sensitive, very, very sensitive and delicate personal secret, but it is something that the usual Bit Ki-young would not do.
But to a lover or a friend who shares a soul, especially if he is in charge of the leadership in this kind of war, he might show it with great determination.
"If I...even if something happens to me...never...stop."
"Jin-cheong, if you can't stop him..."
A low whisper with a pale face shows the figure of holding his arm and trying to suppress his trembling body.
There is no need to say anything more.
No, it is better not to.
It doesn't seem like a good choice for a trustworthy colleague to whine and ask Kim Hyun-seong to save him.
Instead, he slightly lowered his collar and turned around.
What he saw with his own eyes would be more touching than a hundred words of explanation.
The nape of his neck was revealed under the slowly lowering cloth.
A beautiful and cruel secret of fate that Lee Ki-young had tried to hide so deeply, pressing down on his dazzling white skin.
A restrained scream that lingers visually spreads.
If he doesn't win here, if he doesn't stop him.
[Jin-cheong]
Your close friend Lee Ki-young will become his trophy.
This name that Jin-cheong, that masked trash, carved into his precious close friend's body, will be the seed that will plant in Kim Hyun-seong, who seems not to be convinced that he is the masked man, the thought that he must destroy Jin-cheong at all costs.
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Imagine how motivated it was to imagine the story of a saint who became a slave to the mask trash, suffered all kinds of dirty things, and eventually became corrupt and destroyed the continent he cherished with his own hands,
Kim Hyun-seong's power to sweep away one side of the war was truly his whole body, and it went well with the play with Belial, smoothly pulling out the highlight that could be called the best moment of the religious country.
The war ended with the victory of Benigore, the religious country, and the light.
And captured Jin-cheong.
And this side... It was really lucky!
Thanks to Hyun-seong's sucking up all his strength, he even scribbled on the military officer's arm like this..
"It's fun..."
I drew his arm over to this side and admired the name Lee Ki-young, who was scribbled again with a sharp dagger as if he was scribbling on a sick friend's splint bandage.
"Puhehehe, right? You loser bastard??"
I wanted to make him pay for ignoring me, so I deliberatly on giving him a blow job in the prison I visited on purpose, but I wanted to make him experience the same humiliation I experienced on the game board of Laios that day.
That's right, I can think of it..
'This psycho is my soulmate..'
You even made me think the same thing.
He just frowned slightly as if he was used to pain and just looked at me, and I wanted to do the most humiliating thing I could do to him.
I had to try to use my imagination while trying to get rid of Jung Jin-ho's face that was floating around in my head, wondering if there were any more psycho moments worth referencing.
Of course, Jung Jin-ho's crazy antics were not only unresponsive, but also not to my taste, so it was difficult.
In the end, I decided to use a more primitive method.
A questionable expression appears his face, as I plop down on his lap and sit face to face with him.
Before giving him the best figure, I show my white teeth and laugh and then slowly wrap my arms around his neck.
And when I start to dance, he starts to react, as if he realized what was happening to him.
His abs twitching vividly through the place where we met makes me even more excited.
Since the only guest reacts so enthusiastically, I end up working hard too.
I unbuttoned his pants and grabbed his dick with my hand and shook it carelessly, and it seemed like he could barely resist with his limbs ragged.
"I'm glad that I win~ now, I can play with you like this."
I was surprised by the heaviness in my hand, but...
I felt eyes on the back of my head because of the nice shape and volume, and when I put his thing in my mouth and used my tongue, I felt eyes on the back of my head, so I suddenly turned my head and looked up, wondering what his expression would be like while I was getting it.
"Choo-eup♡"
"Choo-eup♡"
Jin cheong, who was really angry to the point of where his blood Gessel we're bulging, had a very red face, and it seemed like he was more excited by this situation than expected.
Now that I look at it, his cool face matches the prison tone, and he looks even better...
Yes, this one isn't that bad in appearance, so isn't it a perfect union between two soulmate?
I could feel his penis in my mouth becoming taut.
"Oh my, how could the soldier be in this situation..."
I took his thing out of my mouth so I wouldn't miss the timing to snicker, and I laughed, not caring about the long stream of saliva that started to fell down to my chin.
"I will kill you."
Then, gritting his teeth.
I happily accepted the words that he would really kill you, and sat back a little, pressing down on his cock with my soft foot, rubbing it between my toes, and enjoying the moment when his body as a man inevitably reacted.
After a while, he let the white liquid that had been shot out drip down his foot and lifted it up slowly.
"Ugh, you idiot, sir♡ so sloppy♡"
I didn't forget to strike the final blow.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..
I WON.
I killed that unlucky demon summoner bastard and Bit Kiyoung won and took all the honor and power.
On top of that, I raped his body carefully..!
I personally engraved on his body who was above and who was below!
Heh.. heh heh heh heh heh! Phew..!
Puhehehehwehehe...
Hee.. Hah...
But.. somehow.. I'm not as happy as I thought..
I thought dopamine would surge to the top of my head.
A while ago, after having fun with Jincheong in prison, I got so engrossed that my back fell off, and Hyunseong saw my strange gait and my moist face.
Ah! and he must have imagined something like.. an ambitious person, and he turned pale and brought Jincheong's execution date forward.
On a day like today, when he disappeared cleanly like the dew of the execution ground, I should feel refreshed after the fun time was over, but..
It felt like my body, soaked in dopamine, had been detoxified.
And for some reason, my body was slowly sinking into a swamp.
I moved my body, which was as sagging as cotton soaked in water, to the office. But my hands couldn't hold the pen with any strength, and I ended up dropping the pen that was just hovering at my fingertips.
"...."
Stupid Lee Ki-young, the saint who led the country to victory, must move quickly if he wants to take advantage of the valuable businesses.. He told me to move a little..
Just then, Lee Ji-hye is also furious at my slow work and is barging into my office.
"OPPA!"
I don't know how to comfort her, but... I can't think of any apologetic expressions or emotions that should have formed naturally, as if all my desires, no, all my desires, have disappeared.
The muscles on my face that always moved like a mask are too heavy.
I gave up because it seemed like it would take too much strength to move my terribly droopy facial muscles...
Lee Ji-hye's stormy nagging as she strides toward me pierces my heart.
"Where did all the documents that should have been turned in yesterday go?!"
Strangely, the voice that must have been raised in irritation sounds small as if it were coming from underwater.
"What are you doing, oppa? Seriously! If you want to throw away the majors you've built in this busy time on the street, then do it alone!! oppa..?"
My blurred vision gradually tilted.
"Gyaaaak!! Oppa!!!"
It shook and suddenly went black.
"Kiyoung-ssi!!!! Kiyoung-ssi!!!!"
When I opened my eyes.
Hyunseong's shaking chest with white belts crossed was in front of me. Then my room. And the trembling great wizard's cloak passed before my eyes.
"Huhuhu..I was wrong..I was wrong.."
My body, heavy with the fever, didn't seem to belong to me.
I kept feeling a great sense of loss.
The heat was boiling up inside me, and I felt like something important was being pulled out of my body.
Even though I'd been lying down for quite some time, I didn't feel like I had to do anything since I was already well rested.
I wasn't hungry and didn't want to get up.
Kim Hyun-seong, standing at the bedside, kept talking, but I couldn't understand the content.
It just seemed like the swamp under the bed was pulling me, us.
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"I didn't hear any answer from Ki-young..."
It was inevitable to go to war with the Republic
But killing Jin-cheong was a personal revenge and jealousy.
I knew that if I left him alone, the same thing could happen again..
The last Jin-cheong was in a state where he couldn't resist because his mana circuit was broken.
Lee Ki-young, who visited Jin-cheong in the prison where he was imprisoned just before his execution, was very anxious about his close friend..
Perhaps because he expected that the cunning Jin-cheong would take out his anger on his soulmate in the warm.
No, he must have taken Ki-young's body with his sharp tongue.
Ki-young must have felt a great sense of guilt about having to execute his own soulmate..
Damn! that's why I persuaded the Vatican and the members of the church to push for the execution that was in discussion, and even brought forward the schedule.
But, maybe.. he could have given Jin-cheong to Lee Ki-young.
Kim Hyun-seong himself took his soulmate away from Lee Ki-young using the excuse that Jin-cheong was truly a vile and evil piece of trash that could not be saved.
I thought that in this life where everything was fixed properly, it was right to kill Jin-cheong and remove the cause of the trouble, but I thought that the goddess who had tied such a bastard as a soulmate to the righteous and upright Ki-young was a mistake..
In fact, it's people like Ki-young.. even those trash who summoned the devil, can reform even the most incorrigible and unprincipled person and make them a human who knows love.He must have been someone who could do it.
Ki-young knew that too.
He must have wanted to endlessly forgive and sacrifice the sins of the humans who escaped the hands of the goddess due to the devil's temptation that he had missed, and to try to turn them back this way.
However, Ki-young's wish, his fate, was broken by his closest friend, without even having a chance.
"I'm really... sorry... Ki-young."
Since the day Ki-young collapsed, he had endlessly apologized at his bedside, not even knowing if Ki-young was listening or not.
He turned his head.
Only a deathly silence flowed endlessly.
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The rumors about the Cardinal's health were spreading little by little, even though Blue Guild and Lee Ji-hye were blocking it, as if he had not made an official appearance.
Wasn't it a gift that Benigore had given out of pity for humans?
Fortunately, the Cardinal quickly got up and started his external activities
His face, which seemed to have an inexplicable sadness, seemed to have become somewhat pitiful, and I can only guess that it was because he was worried about the continent day and night and was enduring his weakened body.
Before he came down with a new body, Blue guild master and believer of sacrifice and resurrection, Kim Hyun-seong, took great care of him.
After the war with the demons in the form of angels, you can tell just by looking at his face brightening after his resurrection in the present world.
It must have also played a part in clearing up the misunderstanding of the Shadow Hero.
He was created to care for and love all life..
Lee Kiyoung body was remade to match the status of a transcendent being after death, and the name engraved on his human body also disappeared cleanly.
However, the scar engraved by Jin-cheong still remained engraved on his soul and faintly appeared like red letters.
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"You really didn't know that back then."
Even on the bed, his face instantly turned pale at the confident and unlucky voice.
"...I won't do it anymore."
"Why on earth...are you doing this again?"
"What about me?"
"Damn it! If you're upset, tell me properly."
"Why do you care about my feelings? I'm just a human being who's just a game you enjoy."
"That's not it, you're the best.."
"I don't know, what is it?"
"Here, didn't you, the god of this place, have a name that you carved yourself..my destined partner
...my soulmate...."
The blood-soaked details are now written in red on his clean arm.
"If you say so....I'll let you off the hook once since you've prepared so much to treat me."
With a cunning and disgusting tongue,
An angel on the battlefield,
And my..
Jincheong soulmate who cruelly tortured himself in his life on the continent.
"So, what's the deeper connection between what you did back then and the 'Name' hm?"
-End-
Notes:
Additional setting;
1. After suffering from Hayan's magic, Jincheong quickly developed anesthesia magic and fell in love with Kiyoung the day he met him. It was below expectations, but I enjoyed it a little bit.. Haha
2. Kiyoung didn't know how men have sex in prison, so Jincheong Kiyoung's prison rape ended with a footjob fella petting. Don't ask me why I enjoy such a corrupt setting....
At that time, Kiyoung was young.. and after that, there was an open ending with the newly born Jincheong, a super elite and unrivaled man who was 5 years older..