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Siwoo glared briefly at Seojun’s round forehead that had come close to his face. Favoritism? It was so absurd he didn’t even feel like responding.
“Get that away, you fool.”
Instead of a kiss, he flicked Seojun’s forehead and pushed him away. With Jihan quiet, now the youngest member, barely out of diapers, was trying to act up.
“I gave it to Jihan because he’s going to work.”
“I came to work too.”
Not wrong, Siwoo scratched his chin and walked to the window. Seojun followed him, rubbing his forehead. He was clearly showing his disappointment at not getting a kiss. His whining was quite a sight.
“Guide, you only care about the leader and Geonho hyung, right?”
Siwoo hesitated as he looked for Geonho in the distance outside the window. He couldn’t ignore Seojun’s genuinely hurt expression.
“I care about all of you. That’s why my head feels like it’s about to explode.”
“You don’t care about me and Jihan hyung.”
“Do you want to keep talking nonsense?”
Siwoo bit his lower lip as if holding back his anger and put his hands on his waist. He had tried to be lenient because Seojun was the youngest, but this nonsense was going too far.
“At least you’re close with Jihan hyung. I’m not even on your radar, right?”
Did this kid drink too much today? Seojun was acting unusually childish today, and it was strange.
“I worry about you every day, Guide.”
But Seojun hadn’t had a single drop of alcohol. He was completely sober.
“You only worry about the hyungs, and you pour out guiding until you’re exhausted…”
Honestly, until he offered his forehead, he was just pretending to be hurt. There was a bit of sincerity, but it was at a level that could be laughed off.
However, seeing Siwoo push him away without a second thought, the resentment that had been building up inside burst out.
“It’s not like I don’t want to receive guiding.”
He couldn’t help but feel jealous when the hyungs always hogged the guide. Seojun had been holding back, considering Siwoo’s weak physical condition, even though he wanted to receive guiding.
He barely even held Seojun’s hand. But the hyungs didn’t give Siwoo a moment’s rest, taking his energy as soon as his body recovered enough. There was absolutely no room for him to fit in.
“I’m struggling too. I’m stressed.”
“What stress?”
Siwoo approached Seojun and tilted his head up. He had to bend his neck to meet Seojun’s eyes.
“Answer me. What’s so hard?”
“Just… I’m under a lot of stress.”
Seojun vaguely trailed off and avoided eye contact. When he actually tried to speak, he couldn’t think of anything specific. There was definitely a lot, but he forgot it all the moment he faced Siwoo.
“What’s the hardest part? Tell me exactly.”
Siwoo urged him to answer with a serious face. Seeing Seojun struggling to speak, he wondered if he was suffering more than he thought.
“I need to know so I can help.”
Looking back, he felt a bit sorry for not taking better care of him. With the beastkin incident and his true form being revealed, he must have been going through a lot.
I should have paid more attention to him. I was lacking.
“Guide…”
After a long pause, Seojun opened his mouth and looked down at Siwoo again. Siwoo nodded, perking up his ears to show he was listening intently.
“The hardest part is when you push me away.”
That’s the hardest part? Siwoo’s eyes, fixed on Seojun, wavered for a moment before regaining focus. While he thought the reason was a bit silly, he figured it made sense.
He’s an Esper, and I’m a guide after all.
“Lower your head.”
Siwoo placed his hand on the nape of Seojun’s neck and pulled him down. Half was Siwoo’s strength, and the other half was Seojun bending his upper body voluntarily.
Siwoo brushed aside Seojun’s bangs while pulling his face closer. Then he pressed his lips firmly against Seojun’s forehead.
It wasn’t brief; he kept his lips there for quite a while, as if blowing air. And that wasn’t the end of it.
His lips moved down to Seojun’s cheeks, planting kisses equally on both the left and right cheeks. He kissed both sides with the same force and duration so neither would feel left out.
“Satisfied now?”
Siwoo lightly punched Seojun’s forehead and rubbed his own lips. Perhaps due to the exchange of waves between the two Espers, his lips tingled slightly. Even though it wasn’t a kiss but just a light touch of skin, his hair stood on end. It felt like his senses had become more sensitive.
“Not enough?”
He had meant to end it there. But seeing Seojun staring blankly at him, it seemed like he needed to do more. It was a look that needed more guiding.
“I asked if it’s not enough.”
Seojun, who had been dazed, nodded. Siwoo swallowed a sigh and touched Seojun’s cheek as if pinching it.
“If you need guiding, just say so. Don’t hold it in until you burst.”
If he had said from the beginning that he was stressed and needed guiding, Siwoo would have done it. That’s why he had trained and come here.
“Be satisfied with this much for today.”
Siwoo only allowed kisses for Seojun. Not giving more wasn’t discrimination but a way to conserve energy. If he gave it all away anytime, he wouldn’t be able to use his full power when deep guiding was really needed.
As much as he hated to admit it, Siwoo knew better than anyone that his physical strength was on the weaker side. So he needed to regulate it.
Siwoo grabbed Seojun’s shoulders, pressed him down, and kissed him. Seojun obediently parted his lips to welcome the kiss.
He no longer pretended to be clumsy and sucked on Siwoo’s lips to his heart’s content. If asked why he suddenly improved, he could just say it was thanks to what he learned from the guide that day. Then Siwoo might feel proud and pour out more guiding.
That’s the kind of person he is. Secretly kind and openly simple-minded guide. Seojun now knew what kind of person Siwoo was.
The more he knew, the more he liked him, to the point where it was troubling. Once his heart opened, it kept growing endlessly. To the point where he was afraid of what might be at the end of that growth.
“Mmph…”
Seojun absorbed the guiding flowing into his body, raising the tip of his tongue to rub against the mucous membrane. He wrapped his arms tightly around Siwoo’s upper body, which was twitching sensitively.
As the contact increased, the intensity of the guiding also heightened. Every part of his body touching Siwoo began to feel as light as if it were floating in the sky.
If only the leader’s scent wasn’t there, it would have been perfect.
Seojun tried to ignore Taebeom’s energy that covered Siwoo’s entire body. Even just from the waves, he could clearly picture what kind of guiding they had done.
What could he do? He had no choice but to ignore it.
The frown that had been subtly creasing Seojun’s brow gradually smoothed out. The soft skin and the wet flesh wriggling obscenely in his mouth led him to focus solely on the kiss.
Maybe because it had been a while since he received mucous membrane guiding. Seojun felt like he was having sex just from the kiss. It felt like he was pushing his erect member into the narrow mouth connected to Siwoo.
“Hnn…”
Siwoo, who had been breathing through his nose, eventually turned his head to gasp for air. Seojun frantically sucked on the separated lips and pounced on him again. He closely followed Siwoo, who was reflexively stepping back, not giving him a chance to breathe.
Even with their bodies touching, an uncontrollable urgency welled up. The traces of sex left on the delicate body made Seojun even more desperate.
Siwoo grabbed Seojun, who was probing inside as if trying to pierce his throat, in surprise. He tried to push away the shoulders that were tensed with strength, but hesitantly placed his hand on Seojun’s cheek.
“Hey, just…”
He mumbled for Seojun to ease up a bit as he barely managed to separate their lips. Due to Seojun’s lips immediately following, the latter part of his words was almost crushed.
Did this guy understand? As he was thinking this, the hard bed frame touched his calf.
“Ugh.”
Seojun continued the kiss as he laid Siwoo down on the bed.
The kiss with Siwoo was so sweet that he didn’t even care about the leader’s waves that were thickly smeared. He felt like he could live his entire life sucking on the guide’s lips instead of eating food and drinking water. Assuming, of course, that he wouldn’t share with the hyungs and could have Siwoo all to himself.
“I… I can’t… breathe.”
Siwoo twisted his body and gasped, trying to find a moment to breathe. His chest, pinned under Seojun’s large body, swelled greatly in search of air. Seojun slowly blinked his eyes while sucking on Siwoo’s chin as Siwoo caught his breath.
“Hey, you… take it… easy.”
He felt like his numbed tongue root was about to be pulled out. This guy must have been really pent up. He didn’t expect him to pounce like this.
Even while breathing, Seojun sucked on Siwoo’s chin and Adam’s apple. Although his body twitched at the sensation of being caressed, he absolutely didn’t let go of his mental grip.
“Not on the bed… let’s… stand up.”
He tapped Seojun’s shoulder, who was lying on top of him, while struggling to regulate his breathing. The bed was dangerous. Siwoo, weak to the soft sheets, wasn’t confident he could resist getting swept up in the mood.
“Come on, get up. Quickly.”
Feeling like he had to avoid the bed at all costs, he grabbed and shook Seojun. However, Seojun didn’t seem to have any intention of getting up.
“But I like it here.”
He made that youngest-like expression again, trying to poke at Siwoo’s weakened heart. This bastard. Trying to act pitiful again.
“I won’t do anything weird. I swear.”
Seojun rubbed his cheek against Siwoo’s neck, promising to only kiss. He blinked his eyes pitifully, those eyes that shone like gold which Siwoo liked, and even clasped his hands together.
However, Siwoo didn’t lose his firmness. He tried not to.
“…Then, let’s sit up.”
In the end, he allowed the bed. Seojun quickly raised Siwoo’s upper body to a sitting position. He acted like an obedient pet dog, no less than anyone else. Given his larger size, perhaps a wolf would be more apt. A well-trained wolf.
“Give me the blanket.”
“I’ll cover you. Just stay still.”
Seojun prevented Siwoo from even using his hands and pulled the blanket over to cover him himself. Siwoo pulled the thick blanket to cover his lower body completely. There was a sense of determination that he absolutely wouldn’t allow anything below this line.
“Don’t worry.”
Seojun placed his hand next to Siwoo’s thigh, hidden by the blanket, and overlapped their lips again. With the tip of his tongue, tinged with persistence, he licked Siwoo’s lips and whispered softly.
“I listen well, don’t I?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
