Translated by Levia
In the prime of their youth, once the two men fully gave in and let go of their restraints, the bedroom was instantly set ablaze with heat. Clothes were torn off as if ripped, and they pressed and rubbed their bare skin together, indulging in each other without restraint.
“Hnngh…”
Their erections, fully hardened from kissing alone, rubbed together with blatant, carnal intent. Eunseok tangled one hand in Choi Hanseo’s hair, the other yanking firmly at his solid waist. Each time Hanseo, straddling on top, rolled his hips with fluid grace, their cocks ground against each other as if mimicking intercourse.
“Hoo… fuck. You know I just wanna devour you, right? Hm? Eunseok.”
Hanseo cursed under his breath, ramming his hips forward like he was slamming into him. The whisper, soaked in lust, sent another wave of heat pulsing through their bodies. Eunseok matched his rhythm, thrusting his hips up from below.
Their hot breaths tangled together, the heat so intense it made their heads spin.
“Should we… come?”
Hanseo growled the question while gripping both their cocks in his hand. Eunseok responded by tangling his tongue with his, wordless but clear. Taking that as a yes, Hanseo began to stroke them both hard and fast. Their bodies, already on edge, tensed in an instant.
“Together… let’s go together.”
Eunseok bit down on Hanseo’s lower lip, murmuring his demand.
Hanseo’s firm, hot hand rubbed both cocks with increasing friction. Their hips moved in sync, jerking with each stroke. As their climax approached, their entire bodies grew taut, muscles clenching in anticipation.
“Huff… now?”
Hanseo whispered as if he couldn’t hold back a second longer. Eunseok gripped his waist tightly with both hands and nodded. Hanseo’s hand squeezed and pumped harder, faster. He practically devoured Eunseok’s lips as he forced more power into his grip. Eunseok could feel Hanseo’s muscular body tensing through the hand that held him.
“Fuck—!”
“Ah—!”
They both let out faint moans as they came almost simultaneously.
Splurt. Spurt.
Thick, cloudy semen spurted fiercely from their cocks, splashing up to their chests and chins. Their chests heaved, gasping for air. Hanseo gazed down at Eunseok with smoldering eyes, then slowly licked the cum off his chin. Naturally, that lick turned into a kiss in an instant—and that kiss once again ignited the fire between their bodies.
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“Ahn… ngh…! Hah!”
The pounding from behind was so fierce it felt like his body would fall apart. Kneeling with his body pressed forward, Eunseok’s thighs and knees trembled, shuddering violently. His body twisted, instinctively trying to push forward.
He wanted to squirm away, even just a little, but with both wrists pinned behind his back, there was no chance. All Eunseok could do was let out moans laced with pleasure, his body twitching weakly under the assault.
Between his legs, already having climaxed multiple times, a small puddle of semen had formed. He couldn’t even remember how many times he had come just in this one position. Choi Hanseo had clearly made up his mind to push him to the absolute limit tonight—offering not even a sliver of mercy. Though a voice inside kept screaming I’m gonna die like this, his pride as a man refused to let those words leave his lips.
“Fuck… C-can you just… ngh!”
“Don’t say things you don’t mean.”
Hanseo cut him off coldly, relentlessly thrusting his cock in and out. Eunseok gritted his teeth internally, unable to retort. Despite his will, Eunseok’s inner walls tightened rhythmically, gripping and twisting around Hanseo’s cock like they had a mind of their own. Hanseo churned through that clenching heat, repeatedly slamming into his hidden prostate.
“Agh… hnn…!”
“And with you squeezing me this tight… you expect me to stop?”
Hanseo’s voice broke in pieces, ragged from excitement. Eunseok struggled to pull his arms free from behind, but every time he twisted his wrists, Hanseo’s cock slammed right into his sweet spot, draining the strength from his body all over again.
“…Can we at least—change positions… ngh… No, no—I’m gonna… I’m cumming again—!”
Eunseok pleaded desperately as another wave of orgasm surged toward him. But there was nothing he could do. Like staring helplessly at a tsunami rushing in, all he could do was brace himself as the peak washed over him, tearing his body and mind into white-hot bliss.
“Ugh… hahhh…! Aaah!”
His back arched, body trembling violently. Even after so many orgasms, the intensity didn’t lessen in the slightest. No—far from dulling, the repeated climaxes had only made his body hypersensitive, making every touch feel even more overwhelming.
“Ah… aaah… uhh…”
Even after the wave had passed, the lingering tremors had him writhing in overstimulation.
“Huff… haah…”
Eunseok let out a vacant moan, his head slumping forward. His thighs, which had somehow held him up until now, began to tremble and finally gave out. At last, Hanseo released the grip on his wrists. Freed from the restraint, Eunseok collapsed to the side like a puppet with its strings cut.
His limp body lay sprawled out, shivering faintly.
“Hoo…”
Hanseo looked down at him with burning eyes, brushing back his sweat-drenched hair. Eunseok glared at Hanseo’s still-erect cock with clenched teeth. As expected of an S-rank Hunter—even his stamina was S-rank.
“…Just stop already.”
Eunseok muttered weakly, knowing it would be in vain.
“Don’t worry. I’ll stop tormenting you now. Just lie back and relax—I’ll take care of everything.”
Hanseo said something clearly unbelievable as he gently laid Eunseok on his back, then lifted both legs and hooked his ankles over his shoulders.
“Stop… please…! Nnngh!!”
After an extended round of relentless fucking, Choi Hanseo’s cock slammed back in with a single, deep thrust into Eunseok’s thoroughly soaked entrance. The blunt force of it pounded through his gut, making Eunseok seize up, trembling as his breath caught in his throat. What drove him insane was that, even now, his insides reacted eagerly—his inner walls twitching around Hanseo’s cock, squeezing down like they’d missed him.
“Ugh… ngh… ah…!”
Hanseo paused just long enough for Eunseok to gasp for air, then resumed his merciless thrusts. With his ankles hooked over Hanseo’s shoulders, his lower back was suspended in the air, leaving him completely open.
“Please, just stop…”
Eunseok, finally with his hands free, started smacking Hanseo’s thick forearms in surrender. The fact that a hardheaded bastard like him had actually used the word please said everything.
“Heh. So, you really don’t need that interior work done?”
Hanseo asked, punctuating each word with another hard thrust. Only then did Eunseok realize why Hanseo was driving him this insane tonight. He’d been silently sulking for a while, and now he was letting it all out.
“I don’t—ngh…!”
“Then… when are we getting married? Hm? Eunseok.”
“How the hell am I supposed to—ah… ngh!!”
As if punishing the wrong answer, Hanseo struck dead-on into his prostate. Aah—! Eunseok’s vision blurred white as a sharp cry burst from his throat. His arms were limp now, no strength left to push him away. Normally, he had enough stamina to walk out of an S-rank dungeon on his own two feet—but right now, even gripping the sheets took everything he had.
He gasped for breath, body rocked hard for what felt like forever. Every time Hanseo hit his sweet spot, pale, viscous liquid began to dribble from the tip of his cock. It wasn’t quite semen—more like clear fluid, slick and excessive. What pissed him off even more was that while Eunseok was in this completely wrecked state, Hanseo had only come twice.
“Haa… ngh… s-stop… are you trying to kill me?”
Eunseok finally gave in completely, hands and voice both raised in desperate plea. He honestly felt like he might black out and die. So this is how people die from sex, he thought hazily.
For the first time, the fire in Hanseo’s eyes began to dim slightly. He finally stopped his brutal thrusting—only to shove his cock in to the base and start grinding his hips in slow, circular motions.
“Ah—! No, ahh… ngh…!”
Buried deep inside, Hanseo’s cock rubbed and rolled right against Eunseok’s prostate, sending tremors through his lower belly with every motion. The overstimulation was unbearable.
“Should we? Get married?”
Hanseo asked, watching as Eunseok writhed and moaned, completely unable to answer. But Hanseo wasn’t about to let him off.
“Hmm? What do you think, Eunseok? Let’s get married. Yeah?”
With that, he began to move again—short, shallow thrusts that stirred up even more heat.
I’m going to die. No joke, he was really going to die.
As always, when a human hits their breaking point, reason blurs, and primal survival instincts kick in.
“F-Fine… okay, okay!!”
“Okay what, exactly?”
“Marriage! I’ll marry you, okay? Hah…”
A smile finally spread across Choi Hanseo’s face as the answer he’d been waiting for tumbled out of Eunseok’s mouth. His large, powerful hands clutched tightly around Eunseok’s ankles.
“Good. Let’s get married—us.”
Declaring it like a seal on a contract, Hanseo began pounding into him with wild, reckless force, still holding onto his ankles.
“Ah—! Ngh! Hah! Agh!”
“Hoo… We’re getting married. Got it?”
“Y-Yeah, I said I would!”
Eunseok nodded frantically, his head whipping with every thrust. He just wanted it to be over. That was the only thought in his mind. His body was being rocked so violently it felt like he was being shattered from the inside out. Every thrust was so powerful, he swore his guts were going to explode.
Then, with one final slam that felt like it drove straight through his core, Hanseo’s entire body went rigid. A moment later, he let out a thick, ragged moan and poured hot cum deep inside Eunseok.
“Haaah… I love you, Eunseok.”
Whispering his love, Hanseo exhaled with the kind of satisfaction reserved for a soldier who’d just returned from a mission accomplished. Eunseok, using the last ounce of strength left in his body, swung his fist and punched Hanseo in the face.
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“Oppa! Eunseok Oppa!”
Just as he stepped through the main gate of the Guide Training Center after work, Kwon Eunchae came running up like she’d been waiting all day. She had her phone in hand, cheeks flushed, eyes gleaming, her face lit up with a radiant smile.
“Oppa, is it true? Are you really getting married? Did you set a date?! When?!”
Practically glued to his side, Eunchae fired off question after question in excited rapid-fire.
“Yeah, well… looks like it.”
Eunseok let out a weary reply, dragging his hand down his face. He’d already gotten bombarded with congratulations from half the training center.
After getting absolutely wrecked to the brink of death, barely managing to land a single punch before passing out cold, he’d woken up to find the weekend already gone. He’d barely gotten himself together in time for work, only to be swarmed with a barrage of wedding congratulations—that’s when he realized Hanseo had already gone and made the announcement. Just like someone had said on the forums: impulsive to the core—textbook S-rank.
Not only staff from the Guide Training Center but even the Deputy Director of the Awakened Ability Bureau had come running to grill him, buzzing with excitement and demanding confirmation. Their eyes were practically sparkling, and the pressure was enough to make him dizzy.
In any case, people welcomed the news of the marriage with open arms. Since marrying Choi Hanseo meant Eunseok would be permanently rooted in Korea, everyone felt relieved—tying down an S-rank Guide for good was no small feat.
“Unbelievable, seriously. Our Guildmaster is something else. Not even a month into the engagement and he couldn’t wait to seal the deal.”
Kwon Eunchae chattered away, tailing Eunseok closely. He gave a vague nod to her commentary, dragging his feet toward the elevator, completely spent. After being run ragged all weekend and bombarded with congratulations at the Guide Training Center, he was mentally and physically exhausted.
“Ooh, the newlywed!”
As he waited for the elevator, Moon Bora’s voice called out beside him. Turning his head, he saw Oh Seong-eun approaching at her side.
“Congratulations on your marriage, Guide Lee Eunseok.”
Seong-eun, who rarely smiled like that, beamed as she offered her congratulations.
“Already tying the knot, huh? Guildmaster really hit the jackpot. What on earth made you cave so fast?”
Moon Bora slung an arm around Eunseok’s shoulder and shook him playfully.
“Well, you know… it just kinda happened.”
Eunseok trailed off, unable to say it was because he’d been all but sex-tortured into submission.
“You do know it has to be grand, right? This is going to be the wedding of the century. People from around the world are gonna fly in just to film it. Your wedding’s going to symbolize the power and prestige of South Korea. Guildmaster’s loaded—tell him to throw everything he’s got into it.”
Moon Bora boomed with enthusiasm. Her words only deepened Eunseok’s inner turmoil as he ran a tired hand down his face again. He really shouldn’t have said yes even if it meant death by orgasm. Truthfully, Eunseok had only planned to seriously consider marriage a few years down the line. Hanseo probably sensed that, which was why he’d pushed so damn hard.
As he made his way through the guild building, accepting a never-ending stream of congratulations, Eunseok finally reached the penthouse. Fortunately, it seemed Hanseo had gone into the office. Shuffling toward the bedroom, he was ready to collapse—only to come to an abrupt halt.
The bed he’d been fantasizing about all day, the one he’d planned to melt into and not move from, was absolutely covered in deep red rose petals.
“…Haah.”
Was this a new form of torture?
Eunseok rubbed at the corner of his mouth with his hand and stared blankly at the bed. In the center of the petal-strewn surface sat an enormous bouquet of roses. With a long sigh, he picked it up. Nestled conspicuously among the petals was a crisp white card. He slid it out and read the message, written in clean, elegant handwriting.
I’ll die after you, Eunseok.
It wasn’t a love confession. It wasn’t a thank-you for agreeing to marry him. It wasn’t even an I love you.
But Eunseok couldn’t help the crooked smile that tugged at his lips. It was exactly the kind of thing he liked—quiet, but sincere. For him, those words were no different than a declaration of love.
Staring at the card, Eunseok recalled the very first proposal Hanseo had ever made to him.
“Do you have the courage to step into the Gate with me?”
Come to think of it, he had always been like that. Hanseo could see right through to what Eunseok truly wanted—and he made it happen.
He made it possible for them to raid a dungeon together, even one where Guides weren’t normally allowed. Despite Eunseok’s past abduction, instead of locking him down or caging him, Hanseo pushed and supported him so he could do what he wanted. When Eunseok wanted to take revenge personally, Hanseo let him. And when he was in danger, Hanseo always showed up at just the right moment.
Who else could be more perfect than Choi Hanseo as a life partner?
Eunseok lifted the bouquet to his nose and took in a deep breath of the rich rose scent. Then, he pulled out his phone and sent a message to Hanseo.
[I love you too, Choi Hanseo.]
After hitting send, Eunseok set the bouquet down at the foot of the bed, then let his body fall onto the mattress, now layered in rose petals. He shut his tired eyes and allowed himself to drift into sleep.
And when he woke up, he knew—the world’s strongest, most charming, and most reliable man would be lying next to him.
The man who, because he loved him, promised to die one minute later than he would.
– Epilogue: The End.
Ah it’s finally over. I will miss them. It’s one of my favorite guideverse story. For me this couple is on par with Zein and Bassena from ‘There’s no Love in the Death Zone’.