The Terminal Train Bound for the Climax

'''I never imagined that sharing a few drinks would lead to a situation like this. The touch of the man fiddling with his chest was unnecessarily warm, and Ajin, whose body had grown so flushed that his lower half felt numb, eventually heads toward the destination of a ticket whose purpose he doesn't even know... *EXCERPT* “Do you resent me?” “Ugh, quack!” “But the choice was yours. You could have simply not come. In the end, the one who wanted a cock was you, Ms. Park Ajin.” The attendant's fishy smirk echoed inside the train. Simultaneously, the man occupying the space between Ajin's legs bit his lower lip, exposing his teeth, and sneered as he unzipped his front. As the menacingly ve...