“Hah, you’re the same way – you can’t do without me either.”
Iberis frowned slightly at the corner of his eye and grumbled, breathing heavily. He didn’t like how Lucas spoke as if he was the only one who wanted him.
“That’s right.”
Lucas let out a deflating sound and agreed with Iberis, kissing him again. He pressed his lips firmly, causing the glossy flesh to crumple, and whispered as he raised his mana.
“So let’s stay together. Just like now.”
“Lu, uhh, mm…”
Lucas didn’t give Iberis a chance to answer, devouring his now plumper lips. He was just as impatient. After all, guiding addiction doesn’t only affect espers.
As Iberis became attuned to his only guide’s mana, Lucas was also gradually being consumed by him. Like Pavlov’s dog drooling at the sound of a bell, when he touched Iberis, he was desperate to explore him. At those times, even his long-standing goal of revenge didn’t cross his mind.
Tsut, chup.
As the movement of the tongue probing inside his mouth became more violent, Iberis wrapped his arms around Lucas’s neck. The air, mixed with the heat and cold created by the two’s mana, became moistly saturated.
Iberis, intoxicated by the rough kiss, opened his eyes wide when he felt hands grasping his hips. The hand that lightly kneaded the fleshiest part of his body slid inside.
“Ah, wait, ugh!”
Iberis gasped as firm fingertips touched his rear. It was difficult to accept Lucas without any preparation.
Lucas seemed to understand this as he rummaged through the sheet pocket with his other hand. He took out a tube-type gel, opened the cap with his thumb, and squeezed it out. Soon, the car was filled with squelching sounds and groaning moans.
“Huwik, Luke, I don’t like this position…”
“Why?”
“Too, deep, ah!”
“Isn’t that good?”
“No… hib, not good. And if we’re going to continue, let’s go back to the base…”
“What? Hahah.”
Lucas laughed as if he had heard something absurd.
“There’s no way we can stop now, right?”
“But still…”
“You just said you wanted to do it right away.”
“That was, hih, but still, we’re in the car…”
“Hmm, so you still have enough reason left to care about where we are.”
Chu. Lucas kissed his ear and murmured as if amazed.
“Suddenly getting shy now. We did plenty of naughty things here this morning too. And a few times before that. Don’t you remember?”
Lucas licked his earlobe persistently, reminding him of the guiding they did in the car before the operation started.
“We’ve never gone all the way in the car, ugh, ha, if we do any more, I feel like I’ll lose my mind, heu, and it’s uncomfortable because it’s cramped.”
Iberis rambled in a breaking voice as the sensation grew stronger. Although his exclusive car was larger and wider than other cars, it was nothing compared to a bedroom.
“Then we can try a new experience today.”
“Ugh. Then, in a different, different position…”
“No.”
“Why…”
Iberis felt hurt when he received a firm rejection that seemed to leave no room for reconsideration. As if to comfort him, a shower of small kisses rained on his eyes and cheeks.
“Like you said, it’s cramped here. So shouldn’t we stick close together?”
“That’s, ah! Hiyuk!”
Iberis, who was about to argue, tightly shut his eyes at the fierce stimulation below. As he was swept up in waves of pleasure, where they were no longer mattered. Now all that remained was the desire to resolve this heat quickly.
“Major, Iberis, Eunsu…”
A call laden with deep desire wrapped around his ears. As he reflexively grasped the hem of clothes at his fingertips, feeling his hair stand on end, warm breath tickled his nape. The arm embracing his waist also tightened its grip.
Realizing he couldn’t escape, Iberis opened his eyes again. He looked at Lucas with an unsteadily wavering gaze. As tears welled up in his eyes, threatening to overflow at any moment, his vision distorted as if he had fallen into water. He couldn’t tell whose heartbeat was pounding in his muffled ears.
“I’ll make you feel good, okay?”
Asking for permission, Lucas wiped away the tears clinging to Iberis’s trembling eye corners with his lips and met his gaze. All the while, he pressed their bodies together without any gap.
Finally, Iberis embraced Lucas, accepting the heat penetrating below. There was nothing he could do when it had come to this.
Realizing this was acceptance, Lucas laughed softly. Then he turned his head and overlapped their lips. Soon, excited breathing and moans close to sobs echoed chaotically in the overheated car.
* * *
“Heouk, ha, huah…”
Completely drained, Iberis breathed heavily. As he unconsciously grasped the hem of clothes within reach, Lucas, who had been enjoying the afterglow, laid him down on the seat.
“Ugh.”
As his position changed, a strange stimulation arose, causing his waist, marked with deep hand-shaped bruises, to twitch. Soon, an uneasy, wavering gaze turned towards Lucas.
“I won’t do any more, so don’t look at me like that.”
Lucas slowly withdrew his hips as Iberis looked at him warily, like a cat with its fur standing on end.
Seeming a bit more at ease, Iberis yawned slightly and blinked his eyes. With the chill that had tormented his body and the mana that had been surging inside now gone, a languid fatigue set in. It was understandable to be tired after an intense battle for the first time in a while, not to mention the guiding.
“You can sleep if you’re drowsy.”
Lucas, who had meticulously wiped Iberis’s body with wet wipes and a towel, hurriedly pulled out a blanket. He wanted to do a complete cleanup to prevent stomach aches, but the location wasn’t suitable.
He pressed the button to call the driver, then gently placed Iberis’s head, whose eyes were almost closed, on his thigh. After covering him with the blanket, Lucas covered Iberis’s eyes as if urging him to sleep. Soon, the sound of soft breathing could be heard.
“Let’s go home.”
Lucas whispered, leaving a goodnight kiss on the round forehead of his deeply sleeping lover. Only after the car started did he lean back in his chair to rest.
* * *
In the office bathed in sunset light, an elegant fountain pen spun continuously. Lucas, habitually twirling the pen, carefully read the examination results before him. Having read everything to the last line, his brow furrowed.
“…This is troublesome.”
Muttering to himself, Lucas now tapped the desk with the fountain pen. He glared at the results with a hardened face. Then he opened a drawer and searched for a thick file.
What Lucas pulled out was a file containing Iberis’s examination records from the first day he arrived in N-zone until now. He checked the documents one by one with a serious expression. For a while, only the sound of turning pages echoed in the office.
Tak.
After quickly perusing dozens of pages, Lucas took out a few sheets from the very back and returned the file to its original place. Then he laid them out in order next to today’s morning examination results.
99%
A troubled light flickered in his golden eyes as he looked at the matching rate figures written on seven sheets of paper laid side by side. The reason Lucas couldn’t smile was that the test results for the past week were all identical, as if photocopied, except for the dates.
It’s an undeniable truth that the higher the matching rate, the better the guiding effect. And 99% was the highest figure attainable for an esper and guide who hadn’t imprinted.
That’s why Lucas was more delighted than anyone when they achieved a 99% matching rate ten days ago. He expected Iberis’s treatment to gain even more momentum. However, Lucas’s hopes were shattered in just a few days.
For the first three days after reaching 99%, various indicators showed recovery as if riding a favorable wind, but suddenly everything stopped a week ago.
When the same results came out for two consecutive days, Lucas thought it was just a temporary plateau. After all, no disease can improve every single day.
However, as five more days passed without any change, he started to feel anxious. He had faced many obstacles while treating Iberis, but this was a first.
Above all, the two were conducting guiding every day. Yet there was not even the slightest improvement? That was tantamount to saying the guiding had no effect.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
