Conditions of the Guide 1-11

Ji Gwan-young squeezed out even more gel, thoroughly soaking the tight entrance.

Tae-hoon shuddered at the sensation of his backside growing wet as though it were leaking arousal, letting out a small, disgruntled complaint.

“Do you really… have to use that much?!”

“If it dries out, it’ll hurt. It needs to be thoroughly wet.”

Good lord.

Choi Tae-hoon immediately shut his mouth again.

Then he sharply sucked in a breath as fingers slowly began pushing into him from behind.

After climaxing once, his body had grown pleasantly warm and thoroughly loosened, allowing Gwan-young’s finger inside without much resistance.

Tae-hoon hated that fact with horrifying intensity.

One finger pumped in and out before eventually becoming two.

Ji Gwan-young began properly opening him up.

Every time fingers thrust inward sharply then withdrew while rubbing along his hot inner walls, slick noises filled the room as the tight hole spread wider.

No matter how desperately he tried not to make sounds, it was useless. And this time, he couldn’t even cover his mouth with his hand.

“……Hngh…….”

Patiently loosening the tightly clenched passage, Gwan-young eventually discovered a spot that made Tae-hoon unconsciously rock his hips the moment he pressed down on it.

More precisely, whenever that spot was touched, Tae-hoon couldn’t even manage a moan—only a sharp gasp.

That was when the long fingers withdrew.

And in their place, something incomparably larger than before began pushing into the trembling Tae-hoon, whose vision had momentarily gone white.

Startled by the hard, hot flesh suddenly beginning to penetrate him without warning, Choi Tae-hoon reflexively clenched tightly around it.

“Hah……. Choi Tae-hoon. Relax.”

The man’s voice sounded slightly hoarse as he spoke in commanding tones rather than the polite speech Tae-hoon was used to hearing.

Even while obeying the order from the man invading his body, Tae-hoon panted desperately at the overwhelming fullness that existed on an entirely different level from mere fingers.

Even the arms bracing his body trembled visibly.

As though praising Tae-hoon for trying to relax, Ji Gwan-young slowly stroked along his sweat-damp waist—then instantly shoved his cock deeply inside him.

Thoroughly slick and sticky with gel, Tae-hoon’s insides swallowed him greedily all the way to the root.

Then the true pounding began.

Smack, smack—

The sounds of their gel-slicked bodies colliding echoed loudly.

“Hngh, ah, ahh, Ji, Gwan-young-ssi, sloowly…….!”

Tae-hoon’s mind was completely blank.

Every time the cock thrusting into him buried itself deep enough to strike somewhere inside, his vision flashed white. And when it withdrew, the strange sensation of his inner walls being dragged along with it made his hips shake beyond his control.

The only thing Choi Tae-hoon could do was beg the man violating him so thoroughly—the very thing he’d desperately wanted to avoid doing.

Please. Please, just go slowly.

Swallowing rough breaths, Ji Gwan-young kissed the back branded with his own Name while thrusting deeply into him.

A sharp gasp burst from Tae-hoon’s lips.

Keeping their bodies pressed tightly together, he deliberately ground slowly against one particular spot while biting at Tae-hoon’s ear, and the Guide who had barely been holding himself together finally collapsed.

But the Esper didn’t let him go.

Still clinging tightly to him, he continued thrusting relentlessly as though forcing him onward.

“Hih—hngh, ahh, ah—!”

“Does it hurt?”

“……Please, please, ah, hngh, ahh……..!”

Now sobbing incoherently without even knowing who he was begging anymore, Tae-hoon tried to flee from the thing buried inside him.

But he was too weak. And the monster was starving.

Ji Gwan-young licked gently at the tears steadily spilling from Tae-hoon’s eyes from the overwhelming stimulation.

There was plenty of time.

***

Am I even still alive?

Lying sprawled on the bed, Choi Tae-hoon reached a hand toward the ceiling.

No—he tried to. But he couldn’t move even a finger, let alone his arm.

Even waking up naked and pressed skin-to-skin against another man didn’t leave him with enough energy to be shocked.

So this is what being completely drained feels like, Tae-hoon thought blankly, unable to move at all.

“….You’re awake?”

A low voice sounded beside him.

Tae-hoon barely managed to turn his head slightly.

Ji Gwan-young, looking far more languid than usual, smiled with curved eyes before pressing a small kiss against Tae-hoon’s hair.

Tae-hoon moved his lips, trying to answer. But no sound came out.

After several failed attempts, he eventually produced something closer to the rumble of an exhausted animal.

“…….Yees.”

“Your voice is incredible.”

At Gwan-young’s comment, Tae-hoon frowned slightly.

Whose fault do you think that is?!

Still, it really was strange. He never imagined he’d become so exhausted he couldn’t even move a finger.

Ji Gwan-young had been persistent last night, but not rough.

……Right. Just as requested, he hadn’t hurt him.

For the first time in his life, Choi Tae-hoon learned that “going slowly” absolutely did not mean “comfortable.”

Rather, he discovered that moving slowly while precisely pressing certain spots could genuinely make someone lose their mind.

But even so, despite normally being perfectly healthy, he never imagined that having sex with another man just once would leave him physically incapable of moving.

Tae-hoon barely managed to convey his confusion to Gwan-young, and after tilting his head slightly in response, Ji Gwan-young contacted The Center without the slightest hesitation.

Naturally, in the absolute worst way imaginable.

‘I had sex with Choi Tae-hoon-ssi, and Tae-hoon-ssi says he has absolutely no strength in his body at all. Is this some kind of post-sex side effect?’

……Fuck.

Choi Tae-hoon sincerely wished that the moment he regained enough strength, he could punch that perfectly clean-looking face at least once.

But contrary to his inner thoughts, he spent the entire day bedridden like a patient, being fed by Gwan-young, carried to the bathroom, then brought back to bed again in mortifying fashion.

There was no need to say more after the fact that he only became well enough by late afternoon the next day to barely make it to The Center while leaning against Gwan-young like he was clinging to his arm.

Even after arriving at The Center, Tae-hoon couldn’t meet the eyes of familiar people, only staring at the floor with his neck still faintly marked.

But the researchers’ expressions seemed strangely serious.

As a result, Tae-hoon grew even more nervous, swallowing dryly without saying a word.

Oh Yeon gently spoke up as though trying to soothe him.

“It’s rebound.”

“…….Pardon?”

“You can think of it as a sort of backlash caused by the mental rejection response not matching the extremely high compatibility rate.”

That was right.

In the end, they’d attached Guide Tae-hoon to Ji Gwan-young because the highly agitated Esper looked ready to cause an incident at any moment, but cases where they immediately jumped into sex like this were almost nonexistent.

Usually, physical intimacy only happened after emotional bonding had gradually developed first.

Precisely because they worried about this kind of rebound.

At the unrealistic explanation, Choi Tae-hoon found himself thinking in a very typical way for him: So stages really are important. Steps matter.

However, despite their worried expressions, the researchers were secretly exchanging glances and finding it at least somewhat entertaining that the amusing hypothetical situation they’d discussed among themselves had actually happened.

Of course, the one enjoying herself most was Lee Mihyun.

“……Though Ji Gwan-young-ssi seems perfectly fine.”

The eyebrow of Gwan-young, who had been sitting silently beside Tae-hoon, twitched slightly.

Meaning: What exactly is that supposed to mean?

Honestly, despite feeling somewhat bad for Tae-hoon, she almost wanted to laugh. Smiling brightly, Lee Mihyun continued.

“Tae-hoon-ssi suffered such a severe rejection response he couldn’t even move, but Gwan-young-ssi had absolutely no rebound at all? Wow, cases like this really do exist. How fascinating.”

After sleeping together, Guide Choi Tae-hoon suffered terrible rebound symptoms. But Esper Ji Gwan-young experienced none whatsoever. The meaning behind that was painfully obvious.

‘The Esper opened his heart to the Guide. But the Guide—’

Only then did Choi Tae-hoon understand the sentence, blinking rapidly with wide eyes.

Naturally, a small scoff escaped Ji Gwan-young as well.

Honestly. Truly honestly. It even made him feel a little unpleasant.

For approximately 0.01 seconds, he thought about wrapping his hand around the Guide’s neck beside him with that innocent-looking face.

…….You hated sleeping with me that much? Enough to suffer aftereffects so severe you couldn’t even move a finger?

Unlike Tae-hoon, Gwan-young became even more irritated recalling how completely unaffected he had been.

Tilting his head slightly, Gwan-young remained silent for a moment before finally speaking in a low voice.

“……You were crying and clinging to me the whole time we were doing it, and now it’s a rejection response?”

Pffft.

Tae-hoon nearly sprayed out the water he was drinking.

Right now, Choi Tae-hoon genuinely couldn’t process what the Esper beside him had just said.

What? What did he just say?

“Your body and your mind are acting separately. Is that it?”

“…….W-well, uh……..!”

The researchers grabbed their heads.

As expected. As expected, that Esper’s personality was awful. Without a single doubt!

Seriously, where in the world was there an Esper who would say something like that to a Guide currently suffering from rebound symptoms?

But Ji Gwan-young merely rested his chin against his hand with a leisurely smile while watching the dumbfounded Tae-hoon.

“I suppose I’ll have to make sure the words ‘let’s have sex’ come out of your mouth first next time, Choi Tae-hoon.”

Only then did the Guide’s face flush bright red.

It was already humiliating enough that everyone at The Center knew he’d been taken by another man, but—crying and clinging to him?

His body and mind acting separately?

Choi Tae-hoon immediately jerked away from the man who’d held him all night and shouted furiously.

Even while flushing harder at the slight rasp still lingering in his own voice, he couldn’t stop himself from yelling.

“I’m telling you right now, I will absolutely, absolutely, absolutely never become gay!”

“Feel free.”

“We’re only doing this because it’s necessary! Because you’re an Esper, Ji Gwan-young-ssi! And I’m a Guide!”

“Yees.”

Ji Gwan-young smiled beautifully.

Face burning red, Choi Tae-hoon glared at the shamelessly grinning man through clenched teeth.

The Name engraved across his back burned hotly.

Author: Levia