Villain wants to live as a commoner chapter 59

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Baek Gunho was insane.

How did I not realize that until now?

No, it was impossible to know.

He’d never done anything like this before.

Was it because it was his first time?

Did he go wild after holding back for 26 years and finally letting loose?

This bastard, Baek Gunho, kept himself inside me all day without letting go.

As a result, I kept ejaculating until there was nothing left to give.

My insides felt dried out.

Whenever I tried to hold back, he would squeeze my member, forcing me to finish.

Baek Gunho wanted to make me come that much, but I was at a serious disadvantage, being stimulated from the back while also being teased from the front.

Maybe that’s why Baek Gunho was full of energy the entire time, as if he had absorbed all of mine.

His thing stayed hard the whole time too.

And I was the one being mercilessly tossed around.

By the end, I was so exhausted that I felt like a flimsy paper doll, swaying as Baek Gunho either laid me down, picked me up, or supported me while continuing to thrust.

We had clearly left the hospital while the sun was still high, but by the time I regained my senses, it was so dark that it felt like night had fully fallen.

“You’re a real maniac…”

I cursed him, sprawled lazily over the sheets.

Baek Gunho, sitting next to me, lifted a hand to brush my sweaty bangs aside.

“Tired?”

“…”

What kind of question is that?

Of course I’m tired.

After all that, anyone would be exhausted.

I’d never been this drained since I awakened.

Yet Baek Gunho still looked full of life.

We’re both S-class, so what’s going on?

Is it because his ability enhances his body?

Or is there just a difference in stamina, even among the awakened?

No way, right?

I should probably eat something to regain my energy.

Maybe I should order in.

But the place I usually order from is probably closed by now.

With mixed feelings, I got up from bed.

As soon as I stood, Baek Gunho looked at me with worried eyes.

“You okay? Can you stand?”

“Of course I can.”

I snapped back at him.

We’d done enough to make any ordinary person faint, but I’m S-class too.

You think I’d collapse from just this?

“I’m going to take a shower.”

I knew he’d ask where I was going, so I preemptively answered.

He followed after me anyway.

“Why are you coming along?”

“To shower with you.”

“Then you take the one in the living room. I’ll use the one in the master bedroom.”

“…Fine.”

Baek Gunho made it clear he wasn’t happy about it but went into the bathroom in the living room.

I went into the master bedroom’s bathroom and turned on the hot water, slowly starting to wash myself.

The scalding water poured over me, making me feel a little more alive.

If I hadn’t checked the message from the guy saying he wouldn’t make it today, I’d have finished much sooner.

For someone to wring me dry for so long at this hour… he really was a maniac.

Not that I hated it…

Just thinking about what had happened a little while ago made my face flush.

Baek Gunho had called me “Heewon-ah” over and over, ignoring me when I told him to stop, his voice tickling my ears.

His face when he climaxed, when he tried to hold back, the raw expression of his desire as he thrust without restraint… it was all so vivid in my memory. I probably won’t ever forget it.

I glanced over my body.

There seemed to be marks where Baek Gunho had grabbed me too hard, but my strong body had already mostly healed.

A bit of a shame.

‘Why am I even bothered by that?’

I lightly knocked my head against the bathroom wall.

Now that I’d gotten everything I wanted, I found myself craving even more. Is this what they mean when they say human greed knows no end?

As I leisurely finished washing, I realized I hadn’t brought any clothes to change into.

After a moment of hesitation, I wrapped a towel around my waist and stepped out of the bathroom.

Baek Gunho was already done showering and was sitting in the living room in his pajamas.

When he looked over and blatantly eyed my whole body, I felt like I was being harassed by his gaze alone.

I quickly darted into the bedroom.

The first thing I noticed wasn’t my pajamas, but the empty bed where the sheets used to be.

After changing into my pajamas, I came back out.

“Where are the blankets?”

“I put them in the washing machine.”

Baek Gunho replied curtly.

Well, we couldn’t just leave them drenched in sweat and… other stuff.

I went to the bedroom closet and pulled out some extra bedding.

When Baek Gunho saw, he snatched it from my hands.

“I’ll do it.”

Since he offered, I let him handle it and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, gulping it down.

The cold, sweet water felt refreshing.

After fixing the bed, Baek Gunho came out of the room.

“Time to sleep.”

“We still have to hang the blankets to dry.”

It takes a while for the washing machine to finish, so it was probably still running.

“I’ll take care of that.”

Is it really okay to make a guest do this?

Well, Baek Gunho didn’t really feel like a guest anymore—he came and went like family.

“Alright, fine. Give me that.”

I handed the water bottle to Baek Gunho.

He must have been thirsty too, because he drank it all in one go.

As I hesitated, not heading to the bedroom, he spoke.

“If you’re not going to sleep… should we go again?”

“…”

I quietly returned to my room instead of responding.

Was he joking? Even if it was a joke, it was a pretty brutal one.

Humans have their limits—how could I possibly do more than this?

I slid under the newly changed blankets and closed my eyes.

It wasn’t like I had insomnia, but maybe because I had too much on my mind, I couldn’t fall asleep easily.

Even with my eyes closed, a faint light shone through my eyelids.

It’s already morning?

I woke up feeling well-rested and lighter, but for some reason, something still felt off.

I figured it was because I’d overworked myself yesterday and opened my eyes.

“……”

The first thing I saw was Baek Gunho’s face, close to mine.

I tried to scream silently and sit up, but his tightly wrapped arms didn’t let me go.

“Go back to sleep. It’s only seven.”

Baek Gunho, whom I thought was still asleep, whispered.

His voice was slightly groggy, probably because he hadn’t been awake for long.

We were given a three-day break because of the dungeon break incident a few days ago, so I could sleep in.

But I didn’t need to sleep in his arms.

“Let me go, will you?”

I urged, but instead, Baek Gunho tightened his grip and pulled me closer into his chest.

I tried to break free, but his grip didn’t budge.

This bastard, he solves everything with brute force.

I considered using my own strength to push him away, but I stopped.

I didn’t know how much force I’d have to use to overpower him, and if I accidentally hurt him by using too much, that’d be a disaster.

Instead, I started slapping Baek Gunho’s arm.

“Hey. Let go of me.”

But Baek Gunho ignored me.

Instead, he wrapped one arm around my waist, bent his head, and buried his face between my neck and shoulder.

“……”

The sudden contact made my body freeze.

Then slowly, Baek Gunho pressed his lips against my shoulder.

The soft touch of his lips and the warmth of his breath tickled my skin.

This was practically an ambush.

And a very powerful one at that.

Baek Gunho, still holding me, slipped one free hand under my shirt.

That was the last straw—I used my strength to stop him.

I thought I’d grabbed him pretty firmly, but his hand didn’t move an inch.

I’d used enough strength to lift a truck, but this guy—how strong is he?

As I gradually applied more pressure, Baek Gunho finally clicked his tongue and loosened his grip.

I quickly slipped out of his arms.

“What the hell are you doing!?”

“We’re dating, aren’t we? I can touch you if I want.”

Baek Gunho responded casually, as if wondering why I was making such a fuss.

Looking at him, I finally said what I had been thinking since last night.

“I’m not going to date you.”

“…What?”

“I said, I’m not going to date you.”

Baek Gunho looked dumbfounded. And I could see why.

After what we did yesterday, it made no sense for me to suddenly back out.

“You said you wanted to date.”

“I never said that. I just said to lie down with me.”

“So, what, you’re just going to use me and throw me away?”

“……”

His word choice was intense, but it wasn’t exactly wrong.

I felt a pang of guilt.

But when I thought about it, wasn’t he the same?

He didn’t do what he did because he liked me.

We both just enjoyed ourselves.

“Yeah, that’s what happened.”

I answered shamelessly, just like Baek Gunho normally would.

He stared at me, incredulous.

“Why?”

“You don’t even like me. It doesn’t seem like anything good would come from dating someone who doesn’t like me.”

“What’s so bad about that?”

“It’s just… something feels off.”

“Say it straight, Seo Heewon.”

Baek Gunho spoke threateningly, as if he was about to devour me.

I was scared he wouldn’t stop until he got a proper answer from me.

“…Every time I imagine you ‘dating me,’ I feel like it would make me miserable.”

In the end, I came clean.

There was a clear difference between ‘dating’ and Baek Gunho ‘dating me.’

If we started dating, he’d surely treat me even better than he already did—like yesterday, he’d shower me with sweet words and act like a devoted boyfriend.

But it would all be an illusion.

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