“…!”
Lucas, who had just changed his pants, flinched as a cool sensation touched his skin, which had become more sensitive than usual due to various medical examinations. All his nerves focused on the gentle touch that caressed the name engraved on his back, as if handling a precious object.
Lucas felt his shoulders tense as he swallowed hard. A tingling heat rose wherever Iberis’s fingertips touched.
“What’s wrong?” A slightly husky voice escaped from his slightly parted lips. It was really just an innocent touch, and he knew there was no intention to seduce him, but he felt unnecessarily aroused by the fingers tracing the name engraved on his back.
As if suppressing the rising desire, Lucas gritted his teeth and tried to act nonchalant as he pulled out a shirt from the hanger. He had always been more sensitive when around Iberis, but touching the area where his real name was written was on a different level.
Looking back, it had been like this even before he knew they were name partners. During guidings that required more intense skinship than level 1, like mana showers, whenever Iberis inadvertently gripped his shoulder tightly or touched the area where the name was, the area around his shoulder blades would suddenly feel hot.
At the time, he thought it was just from being overly excited, but now he wondered if his body had instinctively recognized Iberis as his name partner. His mind might not have known, but his body seemed to have known all along that Iberis was his destiny.
“I just wanted to touch it… Is that not okay?”
Iberis traced the name with his finger, watching Lucas’s reaction. Despite having spent more time undressed than dressed in the past few days, he hadn’t had the chance to leisurely appreciate Lucas’s back like this, being too busy moaning in his arms.
“…Of course it’s okay. I was just surprised.”
“It’s a shame your name is on your back where I can’t see or touch it much.”
Relieved, Iberis openly caressed the prominently protruding shoulder blade. Although he had lived as Iberis Hyun for much longer than he had as Eunsu, regaining his memories made his real name feel natural.
Eunsu, Hyun Eunsu.
He silently recited his name to himself, pressing his lips together firmly. Having only seen Lucas’s engraved name a few times, it still felt incredible no matter how often he looked at it.
Perhaps that’s why he kept reaching out to touch it. To confirm that what he was seeing wasn’t an illusion.
Lucas probably felt similarly whenever he saw the name on Iberis’s ankle. That’s why he kept biting and sucking on it at every opportunity.
Iberis wiggled his toes, remembering his right ankle, tattered with bite marks and bruises left by Lucas. Feeling somehow wronged, he stared intently at the shoulder blade where the name was written, then slowly lowered his head.
“…Major?”
The broad shoulders trembled slightly as the feathery hair tickled his skin. Soon after, moist breath seeped into the sensitized skin, followed by soft lips touching the tense body. The muscles throughout his body tightened the moment the soft, plump flesh pulled away.
*Chu*
Iberis kissed the shoulder blade bearing his name and nuzzled it with his nose. Then he gently opened his mouth and bit down on the taut, prominent skin.
“Ungh.”
Lucas’s eye twitched at the pleasure that flared up around his shoulder blade. Sweet pain rose with each gentle nibble of the small teeth. He clenched his fists, suppressing the urge to turn around and embrace Iberis immediately.
Whether aware of Lucas’s desperate restraint or not, Iberis felt the muscles tense through his pressed lips. Encouraged by Lucas’s reaction, he sucked hard on the warm skin.
*Slurp*
Iberis pulled away his lips with a wet sound and grinned at the kiss mark he had left over his name. Having imitated what Lucas often did to him, he understood why Lucas was so persistent in leaving marks on his ankle.
It was more satisfying to leave marks over the name than anywhere else. It felt like stamping a seal of ownership. He could see why Lucas kept biting and sucking on the spot where the name was.
Feeling proud, Iberis pressed his lips once more against the clear tooth marks. Right after, as if unable to hold back any longer, Lucas’s body whirled around and a strong hand grabbed Iberis’s wrist.
“What are you— mmph!”
Before Iberis could react to the sudden movement, he was devoured by Lucas’s forceful lips. Long fingers tangled in his neat hair, firmly gripping the back of his head, while thick flesh aggressively parted his lips and invaded his mouth.
“Ah, Luke, hnn… mm.”
Iberis stumbled backward, pushed by the fierce kiss. His eyelids fluttered, tightly shut from the pleasure created by the tongue ravaging his mouth.
Lucas followed, continuing the kiss as if telling Iberis not to run away. Their struggle only stopped when Iberis’s back hit the cold wall.
“Hnn, ah, wait, ngh.”
Trapped between Lucas and the wall, Iberis had no choice but to endure the relentless kisses. A hand invaded under his soft knit sweater, kneading his slender waist. As his legs weakened from the endless kissing, Lucas’s rock-hard thigh wedged between them to support him.
Supporting Iberis’s collapsing body with his thigh, Lucas tilted his head to deepen the kiss. As he caressed the flat chest and pressed his knee against the inner thigh, the body trapped in his arms fluttered like a bird trying to take flight.
“Stop, no more. Huff, th-there are people outside…”
Startled, Iberis hurriedly pushed Lucas away, as if reminding him to consider their location.
“You were the one who provoked me first, Major.”
Surprisingly, Lucas retreated obediently and kissed Iberis’s flushed eyelids. Then he gently twisted a nipple.
“Ah! I didn’t mean to go this far…”
Iberis protested, letting out a short moan at the sensual touch. It was true that he had stimulated Lucas, but he certainly didn’t intend for this to happen.
“If you don’t like me doing this outside, don’t recklessly encourage me next time.”
“It’s not that I don’t like it… It’s just embarrassing if others see. And I barely did anything.”
“You bit my erogenous zone.”
“E-erogenous zone?”
Iberis, who had been feeling wronged, stammered in surprise when Lucas used such an explicit term.
“The area where the name is engraved is more sensitive than other parts. You writhe when I touch your ankle, don’t you? It’s the same for me.”
Lucas kissed Iberis again, looking at him as if to say ‘Don’t you really know?’ He lightly rubbed his lips against Iberis’s, which were glistening with both their saliva, and whispered softly.
“So please be careful from now on.”
“…After doing all that, you still want more? Don’t you ever get tired of it?”
“…? Tired?”
Lucas opened his eyes wide as if he’d heard something absurd.
“Huh? No, before we came here, we, you know, did it a lot. Even last night in the bathroom, we ended up…”
“We did what?”
“You know, that!”
Iberis whispered, feeling embarrassed. Although the examination room was designed to block external factors for accurate test results, including soundproofing, the intelligence agents waiting outside were all skilled professionals. He couldn’t help but worry if they might have heard their conversation or the sounds he made.
“I don’t think we’ve done it that much.”
“What?”
Lucas, seemingly annoyed that Iberis kept being conscious of the outside, grabbed his slender chin to make him look at him. Then he grumbled with a sulky face.
“Besides, it hasn’t even been a week since we became lovers. How could I be tired of it? Are you already bored of me?”
“Huh?”
“I thought you enjoyed it too… Have I been the only one enjoying it all this time?”
“No!”
Iberis raised his voice in shock at Lucas’s question. Then he rambled on.
“That’s quite a leap. What I mean is, well, even if something feels good, it gets tiring if you do it constantly. I’m just saying it’s a bit embarrassing to do it anywhere and anytime…”
“Hmm, I’m not as morally upright as you, Major.”
Always has to have the last word. Iberis glared at Lucas, who kept retorting, and grumbled inwardly.
“Well… I don’t like others hearing your moans either, so I’ll stop here.”
Lucas, licking his lips, withdrew his hand from Iberis’s chest and smoothed out the wrinkled knit sweater. Then he added seriously:
“Anyway, don’t say such strange things again, even as a joke. I will never get tired of you.”
