“Luke?”
As Lucas’s demeanor turned fierce, Iberis called out to him in confusion.
“…Yes.”
Lucas, desperately trying to suppress his excitement, responded half a beat late.
“Are you okay?”
“Well, I’m not sure myself…”
Lucas exhaled a heated breath as he brushed back his sweat-damp hair. To be so close that he could touch Iberis with just a slight reach, to have their body heat mingling like this, yet be unable to do anything – it was torture like no other.
Maybe it would have been better if his body was restrained.
Lucas clicked his tongue, clenching his fists so tightly that his nails left marks on his palms. Having his hands free made it even more maddening. Pushing down the rising dark desire, he spoke:
“Are you going to continue?”
“Ah, well…”
Caught off guard by the somehow sharp question, Iberis trailed off. Having gone further than the initially planned kissing, it was difficult to find the right moment to stop. Moreover, unlike their usual guiding, there wasn’t a satisfying sensation.
Was it too much for him to lead after all?
Iberis fidgeted with his fingers, feeling intense disappointment. Though they could stop here since his body temperature had returned to normal, seeing Lucas aroused because of him made him reluctant to end it. He wanted to be closer to him, somehow…
Aren’t I just like a tamed beast at this point?
A small smile curved his lips. It seemed his body had grown accustomed to being desperately driven to the point of melting by Lucas. But that wasn’t a bad feeling. Rather, Iberis felt a strange sense of security.
Come to think of it, was his back not injured?
Suddenly remembering that he hadn’t checked Lucas’s back, Iberis slowly raised his body. Then he paused, noticing something in his field of vision.
“Oh, um…”
Iberis’s lips quivered as he saw Lucas’s lower half, asserting its presence as if about to burst out of his underwear at any moment. An indescribable elation welled up at the fact that he had aroused Lucas. As if entranced, Iberis lowered his hand.
“Major?”
The taut waist twitched as a hand gently settled on the bulging front. Lucas’s usually expressionless face crumbled as he sat up abruptly with a surprised look.
“What are you touching?”
“…Kissing doesn’t seem to be enough.”
Iberis mumbled in response, lowering his eyes slightly. After a moment of apparent contemplation, he met Lucas’s gaze again. Then he proposed in a solemn voice:
“I’ll do it for you.”
“What… No, you can’t.”
Lucas refused in horror, realizing what Iberis was suggesting.
“Why?”
Irritated by the immediate refusal without a moment’s hesitation, Iberis frowned.
“You did this last time too… You do whatever you want, but tell me I can’t do anything.”
“I believe I explained the reason last time. It’s for your sake, Major. If kissing isn’t enough, please leave it to me instead.”
“No.”
Iberis jutted out his lower lip, stubbornly insisting with a determined expression.
“Unfortunately, you don’t have the right to refuse today. If you say no, I’ll treat it as insubordination. So just obey.”
“If you use your hand instead of your mouth…”
“No, didn’t you say that mucosal contact is the basic method of guiding? That it’s the most effective?”
Iberis threw back words Lucas had once said to him, moving his hand as if to say he wouldn’t tolerate any more resistance.
“The guiding rules state that an esper should respect the guide’s wishes…”
“They also state that within mutually agreed-upon stages, the guide should cooperate with actions the esper wants. Didn’t we agree up to stage 3 guiding? That was your insistence, too.”
Iberis retorted leisurely. He flashed a triumphant smile at Lucas, who was at a loss for words.
“You always do what you want, too. From now on, I’ll do the same. That’s only fair.”
When did he become so eloquent? Lucas stared at Iberis with fresh eyes, seeing how he no longer backed down. In the past, he would often stammer and struggle to counter Lucas’s words properly, but not anymore.
Unsure whether to be glad or bitter about Iberis’s growth, Lucas gasped as he felt an explicit touch stimulating his lower region. Iberis was kneading his tightly swollen area.
“Ugh, what are you doing right now?”
Lucas’s eyes narrowed at the firm touch. His waist and thighs tensed, and blood rushed to his face.
“What do you think?”
Iberis replied as if asking why Lucas was even asking. He was secretly surprised as the object in his hand swelled even more. However, he tried to act nonchalant and settled completely between Lucas’s legs.
At this sight, Lucas’s Adam’s apple bobbed noticeably. While Lucas was flustered, Iberis slightly pulled down the underwear that seemed about to burst. Then, he gulped at the sight before him.
Can I do this well?
Suddenly feeling unsure, Iberis bit his lip. But he didn’t want to run away after coming this far. He gathered his courage and reached out.
“Isn’t it cold?”
Iberis asked Lucas, suddenly worried. The heat against his palm was so intense that he wasn’t sure if Lucas was hot or if his own hands were cold.
“Not at all.”
Lucas answered haltingly. He was barely holding onto his reason, which threatened to fly away.
“That’s good.”
Only then did Iberis, feeling relieved, begin to move his hand in earnest. The intense pleasure made Lucas’s abs tighten and his waist stiffen.
What did Lucas do again?
Iberis lowered his head, trying to recall what Lucas had done to him. He knew it would be difficult to replicate exactly, but he wanted to imitate it as best he could.
“Mmm…”
Iberis inhaled and let out a soft moan. At that moment, there was a ripping sound. The sheets Lucas had been clutching tore. Although the act was clumsy and inexperienced, it was enough to excite him.
“Haa…”
Iberis perked up his ears at the sensual sigh and raised only his eyes. He saw Lucas, his face flushed, breathing raggedly. Seeing him so aroused made Iberis’s chest tingle with excitement.
“You can grab my hair.”
As soon as Iberis gave permission, long fingers dug into his sweat-dampened hair. Then they firmly grasped the round back of his head.
“Hnh, hmm…”
Iberis, his breathing quickened, unconsciously frowned. The heat seemed to invade his mind, blurring his vision and making him feel dazed.
Feeling his jaw going numb, Iberis gave Lucas one strong stimulation. At that moment, the hand gripping his hair tightened sharply.
“Wait, Major, ugh…”
Surprised by the climax coming earlier than expected, Lucas hastily pushed Iberis’s forehead away.
