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Siwoo blinked several times and moved his lips.
“…”
With no sound coming from his heated throat, he nodded vigorously instead. To convey that he too wanted to be together forever. He shook his head up and down so forcefully that his wet hair swayed.
Then for a moment, wondering if this was a dream, he bit the soft flesh inside his mouth.
Huh, why doesn’t it hurt?
Just as he was about to bite his flesh again, thinking he might have bitten too lightly, Taebeom gently relaxed his stiff lips and entered him.
“Hah…”
The strength left his widely spread legs. Taebeom slowly penetrated him as if creating a new path inside Siwoo.
“Ah, ngh…”
The more closely Siwoo became connected to Taebeom, the more his breathing quickened. Just lying still and accepting him made his breathing accelerate as if he had done intense exercise.
Taebeom continuously kissed the corners of Siwoo’s eyes where cold sweat had gathered. Siwoo watched Taebeom showering him with kisses. It truly felt like being immersed in a dream.
“With me…”
His trembling voice emerged through gasping breaths.
“Are you really going to imprint with me?”
Siwoo tightened his inner walls as he wrapped his arms around Taebeom’s neck. Taebeom, taking a short breath, pressed his lips to Siwoo’s reddened eyes.
“If you’ll allow me.”
All of Siwoo’s tears flowed into Taebeom’s mouth. A sensual sound came from their completely connected lower bodies.
Siwoo embraced Taebeom’s body and wrapped both legs around his waist. In response, Taebeom, who had been slowly moving his hips, gradually thrust upward more forcefully.
“Mmm, nngh! Ah, haah…!”
Siwoo’s entire body tingled every time Taebeom moved. The hot flesh entering him as if striking his insides made his stomach feel like it was convulsing.
Siwoo’s sensitized body responded even more acutely to the stimulation. He felt close to climax just from hearing Taebeom’s exhaled breaths.
“Ahh!”
Finally, Siwoo’s legs trembled as he quickly reached his peak.
“Ah, wait—”
Taebeom deeply probed the convulsing inner walls and pressed against Siwoo’s sensitive spot. A scream-like moan burst from Siwoo’s mouth.
Nevertheless, Taebeom didn’t stop until the end. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed more explicitly as time passed. Siwoo struggled with his arms and legs, his face overwhelmed by the rushing sensations.
“Slo… wly, please… plea… se…”
He grabbed Taebeom’s arm, panting almost to the point of crying. He felt dizzy from his body being shaken while penetrated by him.
“Mmph!”
But the pleasure was distinct. The excitement building steadily heated his lower body.
His tingling perineum became wet with semen. The bed sheet also became damp every time Taebeom thrust his hips upward.
Frightened by the excessive pleasure rushing in all at once, Siwoo moved his lips, seeking Taebeom. Taebeom lowered his head as if collapsing while probing below until Siwoo’s buttocks lifted.
The soft tongue licked Taebeom’s mucous membrane as if it had been waiting. Even without Taebeom trying to absorb it, Siwoo’s energy permeated his entire body.
Siwoo’s guiding was warm. A warmth that seemed like it could melt everything filled his small, delicate body.
Taebeom wanted to close his eyes while immersed in that warmth. After spending a very long time with him.
“Han Siwoo.”
Taebeom, deeply penetrating Siwoo, buried his scent in that intimate place. All the heat that had been contained within him to the point of bursting poured into Siwoo’s body.
Though his body trembled from his heated inner walls, Siwoo hurriedly wrapped his arms around Taebeom’s upper body. Every gesture was infused with a desperate desire to never lose him again.
He had already lost him once. That terrible memory wouldn’t easily fade. Not just Siwoo, but everyone felt the same.
Geonho, Jihan, and even the youngest frequently went to see Taebeom. They would hear about the leader’s condition from the secretary who was always by his side, but still went to check with their own eyes.
Taebeom didn’t stop his guild members. Whether it was Jihan chatting idly in his office, the youngest just briefly saying hello, or Geonho leaving behind food that wouldn’t be eaten.
Instead of preventing them from wasting his precious time, he waited with them for their anxiety to fade someday. Just as he was now quietly watching Siwoo pressing his ear against his left chest.
Siwoo listened to Taebeom’s heartbeat out of habit again today. The feeling of being moved by his healthy heartbeat lasted only briefly.
“Siwoo.”
The moment he heard that gentle voice calling him, the tension throughout his body released.
Siwoo slowly raised his head and looked at Taebeom. At the same time, overwhelming emotion welled up.
“Wow…”
Taebeom’s pupils were glowing blue. A blue resembling the clear summer sky. A bright light that seemed capable of devouring all darkness.
The Baekya Guild members always marveled at Siwoo’s brilliant blue eyes whenever they saw him. He had wondered why they were making such a fuss. Now Siwoo finally understood their feelings.
They were truly beautiful. He realized for the first time how clear and pure his own eye color was.
The partner’s eye color that had seeped in as evidence of imprinting unfortunately disappeared in an instant. Taebeom had called Siwoo because he wanted to show him this.
Siwoo reached out his hand and touched Taebeom’s eyes, which had turned black again. He gently stroked his calmly moving eyelids, high nose bridge, and lips with his fingertips. Then he lifted his chin and kissed him.
Siwoo, now connected to Taebeom through imprinting, burst into tears.
Even though he didn’t want to cry, tears flowed naturally. His tear ducts opened helplessly as the emotions that had been pooled inside Kang Taebeom transferred to him.
“Kang, Taebeom…”
Siwoo called his name and wrapped his arms around Taebeom’s head. He stretched his arms as long as possible to somehow embrace Taebeom, who was much larger than himself.
Suddenly, the moment they first met came to mind. Kang Taebeom, with a face like the grim reaper, who came to check on his brother on that pouring rainy day. He was alone then too.
Except when working, Kang Taebeom always lived alone. He didn’t return to the dormitory or eat meals with his guild members.
“Hic, ah, really damn… Kang Taebeom…”
That’s why Siwoo thought he was someone who preferred to be alone. Like himself, a cat beastkin.
Siwoo, crying sorrowfully, earnestly caressed Taebeom. He licked his forehead and rubbed his face against the top of his head. He even popped out his tail with a “pong” sound and wrapped it around his body.
The most vivid emotion embedded in Kang Taebeom’s warm heart was loneliness. The moment he detected this, he couldn’t control his tears.
You were so lonely.
Siwoo stroked Taebeom’s head and shed tears profusely. Thinking that he would never have known this if he hadn’t imprinted with him, his heart sank.
“I…”
Siwoo, forcibly swallowing his tears, cupped Taebeom’s cheeks and looked down at him. Taebeom, who had been silently embraced by Siwoo, covered his white hand.
“I will make you happy.”
Siwoo looked at Taebeom and made a pledge.
He wanted Kang Taebeom to live with a smile now. Not putting on airs as a leader, not pretending to be scary, not dying alone trying to protect everyone. Now he wanted him to smile too. By his side.
“Now I will protect you.”
He would protect the entire Baekya Guild. Siwoo resolved to become stronger for them. He would ensure that no one had to bear burdens alone.
“So don’t worry about anything.”
Not a single one excluded, I will embrace them all.
“…”
Siwoo preciously embraced Taebeom, who was just opening and closing his lips. He didn’t expect any answer from him. Now he could understand everything without words.
“No one dislikes the leader. Everyone likes you. Kang Geonho too, and me.”
He was no longer confused or anxious. He clearly felt how much Taebeom liked him and had been waiting for him, to the point that his chest ached.
* * *
A black tail swayed gently from side to side. It was young Geonho’s tail.
Taebeom, opening his eyes in his dream, watched the familiar scene unfolding. It was one of the dreams he frequently had.
A dream of the day Geonho was born.
[Taebeom, come see Geonho.]
Young Taebeom, led by his father’s gentle gesture, approached his mother lying on the hospital bed.
[Now Taebeom is a big brother.]
Young Taebeom hesitated nervously before peering at Geonho, who was wrapped in a white blanket.
[Geonho, your brother came to see you.]
His father lifted the short Taebeom onto the bed so he could see properly. Taebeom looked into the blanket with curiosity. His mother and father burst into laughter as they watched him.
Geonho, cradled in his mother’s arms, laughed along.
Taebeom carefully pressed his brother’s cheek. Geonho, who smiled brightly, grabbed his finger.
Though just a baby, his strength was surprisingly good. And he was warm.
[Can you protect your brother well?]
Taebeom nodded and gently stroked the back of Geonho’s delicate hand. Geonho’s black ears perked up as he wriggled inside the blanket. Taebeom whispered softly to those ears.
[I’ll protect you.]
Geonho smiled broadly, wagging his tail vigorously. It was Taebeom’s most cherished old memory.
Taebeom, immersed in distant memories, slowly opened his eyes.
“Are you awake?”
Siwoo, who had been resting his ear on Taebeom’s left chest, quickly raised his head. He seemed apologetic, thinking he had woken him.
Taebeom embraced Siwoo to indicate it was fine. Siwoo, who clung to him again, smiled with a comfortable expression.
“You were dreaming, weren’t you?”
Taebeom nodded and touched the white tail that was swaying behind Siwoo’s slender waist. The soft-textured tail naturally wrapped around his arm.
“What kind of dream was it?”
Siwoo asked, resting his cheek against Taebeom’s shoulder. Not only his tail but also his triangular ears were perked up. His ears, focused on Taebeom, fluttered slightly.
“A good dream.”
Despite the brief answer, Siwoo smiled with satisfaction. He couldn’t help smiling as Taebeom seemed genuinely happy.
Siwoo, who had been smiling prettily, yawned widely.
Taebeom kissed Siwoo’s still sleepy eyes and asked if he wanted to sleep more.
Siwoo slowly wagged his tail as if contemplating. Sunlight filtering through the curtains announced the morning.
“If you’re tired, sleep more.”
Siwoo, unable to decide, rubbed his face against Taebeom’s firm chest. Though he wanted to get up because he was hungry, he also didn’t want to leave Taebeom’s cozy embrace.
What should I do? As he was pondering, Taebeom’s hand, which had moved to his tailbone, headed toward an even deeper place. This created yet another option.
Should I eat, sleep, or—
Before he could decide, the door burst open.
“Stop sleeping and come out!”
“It’s already 3 o’clock!”
The voices of Geonho and the youngest, who had opened the door from a distance with telekinesis, came through. Only Jihan stood alone in front of the door, knocking on the already wide-open bedroom door.
“That’s what they’re saying.”
Jihan, with a sly smile, peeked at the bed through the fingers covering his face. Siwoo, having already been naked with him, felt no embarrassment and only pulled the blanket to cover Taebeom’s body.
“Who told you to come in!”
“I haven’t gone in yet.”
Jihan, pretending to be hurt, handed over Taebeom’s clothes scattered on the floor with his fake hand. Taebeom first dressed Siwoo in his shirt.
“I want to wash before putting it on.”
“You’re already clean. When you were sleeping.”
“Are you saying you washed the sleeping Guide without consent?”
Jihan, who entered with a face ready to pick a fight, made a fuss. He naturally sat down next to Siwoo and encouraged him to report it immediately.
“This isn’t right. Guide, I haven’t even done that yet.”
“Shut up!”
“Shut up, Yoo Jihan.”
Jihan, who was about to wrap his arm around Siwoo’s waist, was beaten to it by Taebeom. Taebeom pulled Siwoo’s arm and sat him on his lap. Jihan couldn’t help but burst into laughter at Taebeom’s unusual behavior.
Only then did Siwoo become a little embarrassed and rubbed his nape. At that moment, a tremendous sound came from his stomach. Grooowl!
“What was that sound!”
Geonho, who had heard the sound as if by supernatural means, rushed into the room. Siwoo, blushing at Geonho’s question about whether the sound came from his stomach, scolded him not to exaggerate.
Geonho, undeterred, tried to touch Siwoo’s stomach. Seojun, who had come with him, also looked serious, asking if he really hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday.
“Did you starve our Guide?”
Even Jihan joined in with a shocked expression. Geonho, for once, couldn’t side with his brother.
Taebeom silently touched Siwoo’s growling stomach.
“Why are you making such a fuss!”
Siwoo, shouting loudly out of embarrassment, transformed into a cat. Into the cat deeply loved by the Baekya Guild.
The small, snow-white body nimbly jumped onto the nightstand beside the bed. Then, sitting in a dignified posture, he scanned all his espers gathered together.
One by one, slowly.
Then a small breath, “pff,” escaped from his light pink nose. Everyone watching him recognized it as a laughing sound.
Siwoo, chuckling quietly, pushed open the nightstand drawer with his nimble paw and took out a Churu.
“Eat proper food, not that. Food.”
“The meal is all prepared.”
“Who gave you that Churu again? It was you, Geonho, right?”
“…”
Not caring what they said about him. The white ball of fluff, completely unconcerned, held the Churu in his mouth and hopped down to the floor. Behind him, the hands of four espers followed like magnets.
Siwoo happily ran around the dormitory, playing hide-and-seek with them. Occasionally eating his Churu and sometimes deliberately letting himself be caught.
End, to be continued in the side story.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
So good!!
thank you for translating