With dazed eyes, Eun-jo blinked slowly.
Drunk on the aftermath of climax, he couldn’t properly process what had just happened. While he sat frozen, the cum running down his face slid along his neck and soaked into the lingerie.
“……”
Jin Mu-seong silently stared at him.
For someone who had just come, his expression was strangely blank.
But Eun-jo knew.
That expressionless face was Jin Mu-seong at his most aroused.
“If I’d known it would feel this good…”
A large hand stroked Eun-jo’s cheek. Rather than wiping the cum away, it only smeared it around more.
“I would’ve tried this much sooner.”
He liked the sight of Eun-jo covered in his cum far more than expected. He wanted to sling Eun-jo over his shoulder exactly like this, reeking completely of his scent, and parade him in front of every Esper in the Center.
Though if he did that, he’d probably be sleeping in separate rooms for a while.
Even so, Jin Mu-seong couldn’t hide the lingering regret in his gaze. Seeing that, Eun-jo inhaled sharply.
“No.”
“What?”
“Whatever you’re imagining right now. Any of it.”
People said that by the third month of guiding Jin Mu-seong, you’d be able to recite all his fetishes from memory. Staring suspiciously at the dangerous curl of his lips, Eun-jo shook his head.
“Don’t even dream about it. And hurry up, wash me off, and put me back where I belong.”
“Baby.”
“No. Even if you call me that, no.”
“Wife.”
Chuckling softly, Jin Mu-seong slowly approached him. With every step, the massive thing swaying between his legs came into view. Unlike Eun-jo’s, it was dark reddish in color, thick veins bulging prominently across it.
The moment Eun-jo spotted it swaying there, he slowly scooted backward.
“Are you actually insane?”
In one motion, Jin Mu-seong scooped him up. Carrying him like a child, one arm supporting his ass, he headed toward the bedroom.
“You didn’t know?”
His footsteps were impatient.
“I think it’s about time you figured it out.”
A low laugh sounded out.
The moment Eun-jo was tossed onto the bed, a huge body loomed over him again.
Would two nights and three days even be enough?
Meeting those unfocused eyes, Eun-jo squeezed his own shut tightly.
It was the beginning of a very, very long night.
***
At this rate, I’m going to die.
Limp and exhausted, Eun-jo blinked weakly.
In the darkness, he could see a naked body. It was the kind of perfect physique that could’ve graced the cover of a fitness magazine. But to Eun-jo right now, it only looked like a deadly weapon.
He’d lost count of how many times those hard abs had slammed into him.
“Hoo…”
Letting out a low groan, Jin Mu-seong finally pulled his body back. The cock that had been buried inside him the entire time slid out of his ass with a wet, dragging sound.
“Hng…”
Jin Mu-seong’s gaze stopped dead below.
The hole spread open horizontally looked obscenely inviting, as if begging to be filled again immediately. The swollen entrance and the reddened flesh visible inside made his mouth go dry.
“It stays so tight normally…”
he muttered, squeezing Eun-jo’s plump ass.
“But after fucking you for a few days, it opens up like this.”
“……”
“If it stays spread open like this, it’d be so easy to shove into whenever I want.”
Slowly licking his lower lip, he imagined Eun-jo during normal days.
When he worked quietly inside the Guiding Room, when he ate lunch at the cafeteria, when he walked down the hall with light little steps—there hadn’t been just one or two times Jin Mu-seong had wanted to grab him and fuck him on the spot.
All he’d need to do was undo his belt and bury himself deep between that tiny ass.
Pinning him down so he couldn’t run, covering his mouth while he cried helplessly…
“Fuck…”
Just imagining it made his cock swell again.
Seeing that thing hardening once more, Eun-jo sucked in a breath.
Is that thing even human?
After cumming that many times, how was he hard again already?
Watching the thing endlessly growing between his legs, Eun-jo’s brain spun frantically. He needed to find a way to stop this right now.
Completely oblivious to his panic, Jin Mu-seong lifted one of Eun-jo’s ankles.
“I-I’m hungry…”
Immediately, Jin Mu-seong froze.
Not missing the opportunity, Eun-jo grabbed his arm and whispered desperately,
“I can’t do this anymore… At this rate I’m going to starve to death…”
“……”
“I-I’m still at the age where I’m growing…”
His growth had stopped long ago, but surviving came first.
Looking up at him with wide, pleading eyes, Eun-jo continued slowly.
“Hamburgers…”
“……”
“Chicken sandwiches… lasagna… dinner rolls…”
As if reciting his last will and testament, Eun-jo muttered weakly, and Jin Mu-seong finally sighed.
At last, he let go of the ankle he’d been holding.
“That enough?”
“…Macarons too.”
Jin Mu-seong’s gaze lingered stubbornly over Eun-jo’s body. The marks he’d left behind stood out vividly across the soaked skin.
It felt like restraining himself in front of prey.
Feeling desire rise all over again, Jin Mu-seong finally stood up.
“This is torture.”
He pulled the blanket over Eun-jo, even brushing back the damp hair clinging to his forehead. Pressing a kiss to him, he slipped on a bathrobe. In an instant, the furious muscles vanished beneath the fabric.
Feeling strangely disappointed, Eun-jo watched him.
“Lie down. I’ll bring it to you.”
“Mm…”
Nodding obediently, Eun-jo closed his eyes.
The suite had two living rooms.
One connected to this bedroom, and another attached to the opposite bedroom. The other side even had a small bar table, so Jin Mu-seong seemed to have headed there.
Listening to the sound of his footsteps to judge his location, Eun-jo’s eyes suddenly flew open.
Once I eat, he’s just going to start again!
If not now, he’d die here.
Forcing his uncooperative body upright, Eun-jo nearly screamed from the dull pain in his waist.
Dragging himself off the bed with all his strength, he looked around frantically. A bathrobe lay discarded in front of the bathroom. It must’ve been thrown there when Jin Mu-seong had dragged him out mid-shower earlier.
Shit, shit…!
Thinking back on everything that happened afterward, Eun-jo hurried over. Wrapping the robe tightly around himself, he tied it securely.
This was his only chance.
Thankfully, there was an emergency exit leading to the hallway from this living room too. Rising onto his toes, Eun-jo held his breath and quietly slipped into the living room.
“Please prepare some soft porridge as well. There’s no need to bring it into the room.”
Jin Mu-seong’s voice sounded lazy and satisfied, like a well-fed beast.
Leaving that voice behind, Eun-jo slowly approached the emergency exit.
Carefully turning the knob, the door creaked open.
Beyond it stretched a hallway lined with deep red carpet. The moment he stepped out, the plush texture brushed beneath his feet.
He couldn’t let his guard down until the very end.
Espers’ instincts were far sharper than ordinary people’s. And his opponent was Jin Mu-seong, who could hear even muttered nonsense like a ghost.
Please… just a little farther…
Slipping fully outside, Eun-jo slowly closed the emergency door.
Click.
The sound echoed down the hallway. The couple standing near the elevator turned their heads.
“Huh?”
The man’s eyes widened as if he recognized Eun-jo.
“Wait, are you Guide Yeo Eun-jo…?”
“What?”
The woman tilted her head in confusion.
At that exact moment, the elevator arrived.
As the bright light spilled out, both of them froze completely. Like time had stopped.
The instant Eun-jo realized what had happened, he grabbed his robe tightly and bolted. He barely managed a few steps before a large hand grabbed the back of his neck. His body slammed into a hard chest.
Jin Mu-seong’s arms wrapped around his waist and shoulders like chains. Looking up, Eun-jo found himself staring into the eyes of Jin Mu-seong looming over him like a well-fed predator.
A chill ran down his spine.
“So you still had energy left.”
“Th-that’s not what this is…”
Pale-faced, Eun-jo started rambling excuses.
“I was just so hungry, I thought it’d be cleaner to go eat at the restaurant instead…”
“Dressed like this?”
Jin Mu-seong let out a laugh and lifted a hand. Thick fingers parted the robe, revealing a chest covered in kiss marks.
“You were planning to eat in the restaurant looking like this?”
“……”
“And barefoot?”
Even Eun-jo seemed to realize how ridiculous it sounded, because he pressed his lips shut.
Watching the miserable droop of his head, Jin Mu-seong burst out laughing.
“Hah.”
He laughed out loud, genuinely.
He truly had no idea what to do with him anymore.
Sometimes he wanted them to live as one body entirely, and then moments like this made him want to bite him to pieces.
Remembering the careful little footsteps sneaking away earlier made his chest tickle again.
Bold little thing, despite barely being able to run.
“Well, if my baby’s hungry, I can’t help it.”
Loosening his grip enough to pull Eun-jo slightly out of his chest, Jin Mu-seong watched Eun-jo’s eyes widen.
Curving his eyes slyly, he continued,
“If it’s your wish, what else can I do but grant it?”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“You’re seriously not going to do anything and we’re actually going to the restaurant?”
Like a cat with its fur standing on end, Eun-jo looked him up and down suspiciously. He’d been tricked by this man for far too long to trust him easily now.
“Of course. Feeding my wife is a husband’s basic responsibility.”
“Who are you calling your wife…”
Turning his head away in embarrassment, Eun-jo made Jin Mu-seong suppress another laugh. Then Jin Mu-seong dropped to one knee in front of him and held out a hand.
“Give me your foot.”
After hesitating briefly, Eun-jo extended his right foot.
It was pale and elegant.
Thinking about the way those feet curled every time he thrust into him made Jin Mu-seong’s mouth dry. Suppressing the urge to bite them, he carefully slipped a sneaker onto Eun-jo’s foot.
“The other one.”
“I can put them on myself…”
“You can’t rob me of my fun.”
If Eun-jo refused, it looked like Jin Mu-seong was prepared to kneel there forever.
Staring at the large hand, Eun-jo finally held out his left foot too.
“Mm.”
The feeling was strangely unsettling.
Maybe it was because a mountain of a man was kneeling in front of him so naturally, or because the hands touching him felt so careful, like he was handling a jewel.
It’s just a foot.
As if too much pressure might break it, Jin Mu-seong gently cradled the top of his foot.
And somehow, it felt weirdly obscene. Like foreplay.
Like someone doing something shamefully intimate, Eun-jo secretly glanced toward the people near the elevator.
Thankfully, they were still frozen in place.
Carefully supporting his toes so they wouldn’t bend, Jin Mu-seong guided his foot into the shoe.
The instant the pale foot disappeared inside—
“Ah!”
Grabbing his ankle, Jin Mu-seong yanked him hard.
In an instant, Eun-jo’s body was pinned against the carpet.
Spreading his legs apart and lowering himself between them, Jin Mu-seong looked down.
Soft skin showed through the half-open robe. His body was flushed red like ripe fruit. A sweet scent clung to him. Sweet enough to attract insects.
Though of course, that insect was Jin Mu-seong himself.
“What a sight.”
The sneakers visible beneath all that bare skin created an absurd contrast.
He was practically naked except for sneakers.
Feeling the dark stare on him, Eun-jo hurriedly clutched the robe shut.
“Y-you said we were going to the restaurant!”
“I never said that.”
“……”
“I said I’d feed you.”
“You fucking pervert! Then at least go back inside and—!”
Before he could finish, Jin Mu-seong grabbed both ankles in one hand and lifted them upward.
His plump ass was fully exposed.
Jin Mu-seong’s eyes gleamed.
“It’s still spread open.”
Without hesitation, he shoved the robe fully apart.
The halogen lights in the ceiling illuminated his body clearly. Every breath made his muscles ripple like waves.
He brought his swollen cock to the hole.
Without even pushing, the spread entrance greedily swallowed the head.
“Hng, ah…!”
Since they hadn’t cleaned up yet, all the cum and slick from before still pooled inside.
Only pushing the head into the messy entrance, Jin Mu-seong rolled his hips.
Wet, sticky sounds spilled out.
Every time the head slid in and out, white foam formed around the entrance while it greedily swallowed him. The sensation of only the tip moving in and out must’ve felt strange, because Eun-jo’s sneaker-clad feet kicked helplessly.
“Ah, hng…! N-not here!”
The pain below was bad enough, but there were still people in the hallway.
Twisting his head, Eun-jo saw the same couple still standing frozen nearby.
“Ah, ahh! Let’s just go inside instead, ngh…!”
No matter how stopped time was, this was still humiliating.
Because they’d frozen right after recognizing him, it felt even more shameful, like they were watching him get fucked.
“Hngh, hng, ah…! Jin Mu-seong-ssi, hng, please…!”
“But this little hole’s begging me to hurry up and put it in.”
Licking away the tears running down Eun-jo’s face, Jin Mu-seong stroked his lower stomach.
Without removing his hand, he pulled his hips far back.
SMACK!
The head slammed deep inside.
The massive cock filled his inner walls completely, making Eun-jo suck in a sharp breath. At the same time, his flat stomach bulged outward.
“Hng… the inside isn’t stretched out at all yet. Fuck…”
As if trying to carve himself deeper inside him, the cock thrust roughly in and out. Every snap of Jin Mu-seong’s hips forced Eun-jo’s ass upward, reddening it further.
“Ah, haaah! Ngh, ngh!”
