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As always, a bloody wind blew through the gate site today. The secretary inwardly clicked his tongue as he surveyed the horrific scene of piled monster corpses. Even though they weren’t human bodies, it was still difficult to look at.
“Leader, I’ve come to escort you.”
The executive meeting was about to start. The secretary had come to the site where Taebeom was to prepare him. Taebeom stood alone amidst countless monster corpses. Though he must have heard the secretary, there was no response.
The secretary approached closely, but Taebeom just stood still, looking down at something. Curious about what Taebeom was looking at, the secretary peeked over.
It turned out to be a phone.
The secretary tilted his head and made eye contact with Taebeom. He immediately straightened up and cleared his throat.
“The meeting starts in 30 minutes. You need to change your clothes.”
Who could be contacting him? The secretary glanced curiously at the phone Taebeom was holding. Normally, he rarely used his personal phone. Since he mostly checked work materials on his tablet, he hardly ever used his phone. He wasn’t one to exchange casual messages either.
“Call the Seowol Guild leader.”
“Pardon?”
Taebeom checked the time, put his phone in his pocket, and gave the instruction. To summon Kwak Seokjin here.
“Yes, understood.”
The secretary, puzzled by the sudden order, immediately turned back to the teleport Esper. Judging by Taebeom’s expression, it seemed serious. He didn’t ask why.
Just as he was about to depart after telling the teleport Esper the destination, the secretary’s phone vibrated loudly. Judging by the intensity of the vibration, it was clearly a warning message.
He hurriedly took out his phone and checked the message. As expected, it was about Geonho exceeding his allowed outing time. The secretary received notifications whenever there were significant changes in the guild members’ status and location.
The secretary immediately checked Geonho’s location and approached Taebeom again. Just in case, he also checked Siwoo’s location.
Fortunately, they were together. The secretary breathed a sigh of relief, his worry easing a bit.
“Leader, I need to stop by the dorm briefly.”
He reported the situation to Taebeom, saying he would send Geonho to the training room and then bring the Seowol Guild leader. With the teleport Esper, he could go and come back quickly.
“Never mind.”
The secretary, who was about to depart after finishing his report, turned his head back to Taebeom. It seems I must have misheard something.
As he stared blankly, asking Taebeom to repeat himself, Taebeom headed towards the barracks, leaving a short order.
“Leave them be.”
* * *
Geonho’s nape, propped against the bed headboard with one hand, was reddish. Not just his neck, but his face and ears were also flushed.
The pager that had fallen outside the door no longer rang. After ringing annoyingly for a long time, it had gone quiet at some point.
“Hnn…”
Now, only Siwoo’s lewd moans filled Geonho’s eardrums. It was a sound he felt he could listen to all day for a lifetime without getting tired. As the vibrations from the slender neck intensified, his whole body heated up.
It was Siwoo who had led Geonho to the bed, but it was Geonho who had lain down. Under the legitimate pretext of mucosal guiding, he kissed Siwoo, grabbed his thin waist, and pressed him down onto the sheets.
Siwoo didn’t resist. Even when Geonho positioned himself over him with his threatening bulk, Siwoo only sent out guiding. Very passionately.
“Slowly… haa, I said slowly.”
Siwoo turned his head to swallow some much-needed air and panted heavily. The sight of him drooling saliva of unknown origin sent a hot rush to Geonho’s lower body. Shit, this is bad.
Geonho lamented deeply inside. While he liked Siwoo’s passionate approach to guiding, he was also worried to the point of feeling sick to his stomach.
If you’re going to be this pretty, at least don’t tempt me. What do you think I’m capable of? With such a weak body too.
“Haa- damn, my tongue’s about to fall off.”
Siwoo, catching his breath, glanced at Geonho with a puzzled look. Kang Geonho was staring at him as if he was going to pierce through him. His gaze felt so hot on Siwoo’s face it was almost painful.
What’s with him? It’s not like he’s trying to have a staring contest.
“You’ll burn holes in my face, man.”
Siwoo was about to glare back at Geonho, but not wanting to waste energy unnecessarily, he just gave him a light smack. He was a bit surprised by the firmness of the chest he hit without thinking. Now that he noticed, thick veins were also bulging on the arm gripping the bed headboard.
“We can’t have holes in it.”
Geonho murmured softly, stroking Siwoo’s clear face. He wiped away the saliva on his mouth and brushed back his fallen hair. As if he was about to stop.
“Don’t do guiding in bed.”
“…”
“Only do it when you’re sick. Only allow bed guiding for those who feel like they’re about to die.”
Geonho looked down at Siwoo with an expression that begged him to do so. Siwoo didn’t answer.
Sorry to Kang Geonho, but his words went in one ear and out the other. It was because of a scene that suddenly came to mind.
Was it because of Geonho’s position lying on top of him? Suddenly, the image of the large dog he had seen in his dream flashed before his eyes. The black dog looking dejected while pressing down on the boy’s chest.
Was that really Kang Taebeom’s memory? He wanted to confirm it.
“Kang Geonho.”
Siwoo cupped Geonho’s cheeks and pulled him closer. Geonho’s eyebrows twitched at Siwoo’s ominous expression, and his mouth fell open at the words that followed.
“Transform into your true form.”
“Huh?”
“I want to see it.”
Geonho was stunned by the sudden request, but only for a moment. He shook his head strongly.
“No. It’s dangerous.”
“You must have transformed before. Not even once?”
Siwoo had never seen Geonho in his animal form. He slept in human form even when sleeping. Being a beastkin himself, Siwoo knew how tiring that was.
“What’s dangerous about it?”
Geonho hesitated to answer. He could only return to his true form when he was with his brother. He must never transform without his brother’s permission.
“It’s unstable, that’s why.”
He wished he could transform freely whenever he wanted. But his brother said he couldn’t. Taebeom’s orders seemed to be engraved in Geonho’s mind, always lingering. Even now.
“Even if I guide you?”
Siwoo kept shaking Geonho’s resolve.
“Would it still be unstable if I guide you a lot?”
Geonho’s heart weakened even when Siwoo just blinked at him silently. Now that he was deliberately trying to open up Geonho’s heart, Geonho felt like he wanted to take out his heart and give it to him. He felt like he could even die right now if Siwoo asked him to.
“How much guiding are you going to do?”
Geonho’s deep voice came out like a sigh. Siwoo grabbed his collar, his round eyes twinkling.
“I’ll do a lot. As much as you need.”
Geonho’s temples throbbed at the answer that came without hesitation. Amidst the excitement boiling inside him, a nagging emotion pricked at his heart like a fish bone.
“Don’t say things like that carelessly.”
This guy who caught everyone’s eye just by breathing kept saying things that would drive Espers crazy. He couldn’t help but worry.
“Do it only for me.”
With a soft whisper, a hot hand entered Siwoo’s top. Geonho stared into Siwoo’s eyes as he swiftly removed his clothes.
When Siwoo closed and opened his eyes once, his top was off, and when he did it again, this time Kang Geonho’s bare chest was revealed.
It’s not like it’s magic or anything. Siwoo gulped as he looked at the clothes that had flown far into the corner in the blink of an eye.
“I want to put it in.”
Geonho, grabbing Siwoo’s waistband, expressed his lust. To think he would say it so openly.
“If you can’t do it, tell me now.”
If he didn’t stop now, he wouldn’t be able to hold back. So you choose.
Siwoo read the feelings Geonho conveyed with his eyes. The saliva that kept pooling in his mouth slid down his throat even without trying to swallow.
With a complicated expression, he moved his lips, then naturally scanned Geonho’s sturdy body. His gaze, unconsciously trailing down, passed over the firm muscles and pooled at the bulging front of his pants.
At that moment, an unknown vibration resonated in his stomach. A tingling sensation, different from a stomachache, slid down to his lower body. At the same time, his thigh muscles tensed up tightly.
“Should I not do it?”
A voice lacking composure approached Siwoo’s cheek, seeking an answer. The sensation of a tongue licking at the corner of his mouth while rubbing lips against his cheek heated up Siwoo’s tense body.
Geonho swallowed Siwoo’s hesitating lips, parting them to delve inside.
Rolling his tongue as if to widen Siwoo’s mouth, he pressed his erect lower body firmly against Siwoo’s crotch. Still, Siwoo didn’t push him away. He remained still even as Geonho rubbed against him like a dog in heat.
Then he suddenly turned his head and covered his face with both hands.
“Do it… slowly.”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
