#8
“Ji Ui-jin.”
Seung-oh approached Ui-jin with long strides, a black duffel bag slung over his shoulder.
“Oh, Seung-oh.”
“What are you doing here?”
“Ah, well. You see. We got a new trainer. I was having lunch with him while showing him around the Center.”
Do-hoon smiled as he looked at the wary Seung-oh.
‘A mental esper, this is going to be quite tiresome.’
Not having received information about Seung-oh’s abilities from The City made this a task requiring considerable caution and tension. One wrong move could reveal his own identity. He would have to prevent those suspicious eyes from prying into his thoughts. Do-hoon realized he’d need to put in more effort than he had initially planned.
“Hello. I’m Kim Do-hoon, Ui-jin-ssi’s dedicated trainer.”
Do-hoon rose from his seat with a friendly smile and bowed politely in greeting. He didn’t offer his hand. There was a chance Seung-oh might see through his intentions if he did.
“Ju Seung-oh.”
Seung-oh reluctantly nodded in response to Do-hoon’s greeting, his face showing clear disinterest.
“Ui-jin-ssi, I think we can do the building tour later. Thank you for having lunch with me.”
“Ah… yes! Thank you for your hard work today.”
Do-hoon looked at Ui-jin with a kind face as he picked up his tray. As he smiled slightly, narrowing his large eyes, Ui-jin blushed at the tips of his ears and awkwardly stood up to bow.
Though it was merely politeness born from respect for an elder, Seung-oh felt jealous even of that. Especially that seemingly good-natured face of Do-hoon irritated him in a strange way. Do-hoon glanced at Seung-oh, whose face was intermittently scrunching up, with an amused expression before turning to leave.
“Then I’ll see you tomorrow. It was nice meeting you too, Seung-oh-ssi.”
The two watched Do-hoon walk away with contrasting emotions. One with curiosity about a stranger, the other with wariness toward a man being friendly with his lover. Their feelings toward Do-hoon dispersed like heat haze even after he had disappeared from sight.
“He’s an unusually handsome man at the Center.”
“Huh?”
“—is what Ji Ui-jin seems to be thinking.”
“Ha, oh my. Please. That’s funny. You said you don’t read thoughts, but you read that one?”
But there was one more fact that Do-hoon hadn’t been informed of: Seung-oh didn’t read other people’s thoughts. While mental espers could invade others’ minds without permission, everyone has their circumstances. Ui-jin, whose feelings had been accurately perceived, cleared his throat awkwardly and looked up at Seung-oh.
“I didn’t read it. Your thoughts are just plainly visible on your face.”
“Ahem… Then… you still don’t want to read other people’s thoughts?”
“Yeah. I don’t.”
“Even though all my misunderstandings have been cleared up?”
“That’s right.”
“Why?”
Seung-oh, who had agonized for months over a misunderstanding that could have been cleared up with a single word, still feared others’ thoughts. To Seung-oh, thoughts were like boxes. Like matryoshka dolls, if you opened one box, there would surely be another box inside. Living in that endless cycle wasn’t something he was inclined to do.
Like a child faced with curiosity, if he came to know the most intimate parts of others, could Seung-oh stop himself? The answer to that was simple.
“It just feels like a crime.”
“What nonsense. Trash like The City is running rampant, and you’re worried about that? You’re so strange.”
Despite his sharp words, Ui-jin took Seung-oh’s hand. Each place where their fingers brushed felt cozy, like being hit by a cool breeze. As their fingers intertwined joint by joint, Seung-oh looked down at Ui-jin standing beside him. The distance between him and Ui-jin was always this close.
Today, the path back to their quarters felt unusually long.
“So you don’t like it?”
“No. That’s why I like it more.”
A peaceful comfort like rest accompanied every moment spent with Ui-jin. When their fingertips touched and skin brushed slightly, Ui-jin’s scent mixed in, and when holding hands of different sizes, even hellish training didn’t matter.
When they shared breath with warm lips, his heart, which had felt like it would burst, beat languidly, and when Ui-jin craved him with an excited face, he became immersed in love as if he were the most perfect person. Ui-jin was the center of his emotions.
“I want to hold you.”
“…Ahem.”
“Do you have time?”
-Chu
Ui-jin checked their surroundings and, instead of answering, rose on his tiptoes to kiss Seung-oh. Seeing the slight nod, Seung-oh grabbed Ui-jin’s thin wrist and continued walking while holding it.
Was it the product of chemical reactions created by guiding that approached 100% efficiency?
Or the chemistry of fate that inevitably made them fall in love?
Nothing could be certain, just like thoughts that Seung-oh would never know unless he looked into them.
“I left something behind.”
“What?”
“An item that will make our sex hotter. Ultra-ultra-ultra-thin, big size condoms that fit your size perfectly. I spent a fortune on them.”
Ultra-ultra-ultra… The red lips came together in the center, inviting a kiss. Seung-oh smiled at Ui-jin’s words and turned to change direction.
“Then shall we go get them?”
“No, it’s fine. We’ll use them later.”
“Why not? Let’s go get them.”
“I’ve changed my mind. Today I’m in the mood for no condom. It’s been a while since we did it.”
Ui-jin brazenly matched Seung-oh’s playful banter. The two facing each other quickened their pace.
Their quarters, located behind, were often empty in the mornings. This was due to the tight training schedules. Of course, Seung-oh should have gone to the fitness room for strength training, but he could always do it all in the afternoon. Tap, tap. The sound of footsteps climbing the stairs came in different rhythms. Ui-jin looked at his wrist, still held firmly.
At the top floor, Seung-oh opened the door and let Ui-jin in first. The sensor light above the shoe rack recognized the two and glowed yellow.
“Seung-oh…”
As the door closed, Seung-oh bent down to kiss him. Although their lips met almost daily, it always felt new, like a first kiss. In this space permitted only to the two of them, Ui-jin gently launched the first wave of guiding through their overlapping breaths.
“Ui-jin-ah. Look at me. Don’t close your eyes.”
“Hnngh… uh…”
As the brief kiss ended, Seung-oh naturally held Ui-jin’s chin. What caught his slightly averted gaze was Seung-oh’s happily smiling face. Just then, the sensor light went off, and even Seung-oh’s afterimage disappeared. Through the darkness that had fallen like closed eyes, a moist tongue pushed between Ui-jin’s lips.
What clearly illuminated Seung-oh, who couldn’t be seen even an inch ahead, wasn’t just the guiding being transmitted. It was also the pure affection contained in Ui-jin’s guiding, sent like a cool wave.
“Mmh… hah, haah… nngh…!”
The hand that had been gripping Seung-oh’s clothes now traced up his firm arm and embraced his bent neck. With each turn of his head, their busily tangling tongues met the cool energy. As Ui-jin, breathing heavily, half-opened his eyes, he directly met Seung-oh’s distinct dark brown eyes. It seemed he had kept them open during the kiss.
“Why are your eyes open?”
“Because I want to see your face.”
“You… you know how to say things like that?”
Ui-jin asked, blinking his eyes.
“What’s so hard about it?”
“Hehe. It’s fresh and nice.”
“I’m glad.”
“What are you glad about?”
I thought you were interested in that handsome trainer. Seung-oh couldn’t bring himself to say the last part and bit his slightly swollen lip.
Ui-jin trembled at the tips of his crossed fingers as he felt Seung-oh gently biting his upper lip with even teeth. His lower body already seemed to be heating up. Ah, this damned libido. Ui-jin pressed his lower body against Seung-oh while kissing him deeply. Seung-oh’s hand, which had been around Ui-jin’s waist, slipped under the elastic band. He grabbed a handful of the plump buttocks and used his middle finger to stroke along the cleft.
“Ahhh…”
“Shall we go inside?”
“Yes, yes… not that inside… just here inside…”
Leaving Ui-jin’s heavy breathing behind, Seung-oh supported Ui-jin’s buttocks with one arm and easily walked to the living room sofa.
“I can’t see you well in the entryway.”
When Seung-oh laid Ui-jin down on the wide sofa, Ui-jin’s expression, seemingly full of coquetry, was torture for Seung-oh. He wanted to share the panting breath even as he rubbed his lips. He wanted to permanently engrave marks like brands on the body that didn’t have a thread on it.
“Seung-oh-ya. Are you not wearing anything under your jumper?”
“Nothing but pants below either.”
This is where the advantage of training clothes shone. The pants had elastic bands, making them easy to take off, and the tops were loose enough to be lifted up. Seeing Ui-jin’s clean torso, which had been kept that way for the past few days of being alone, Seung-oh’s nape stiffened.
“You’re sexy, Ji Ui-jin.”
“How much?”
Seung-oh touched the pink nipple with his lips and then extended his tongue to moisten the prominent bud. Even as he sucked, Ui-jin’s wavelength continuously stimulated the excitement points in his brain. When the wave-like energy sufficiently surged within him, Seung-oh yanked down Ui-jin’s pants hanging at his knees and threw them beside the sofa.
“Mmm, yes… yes! Ah, Seung-oh-ya…”
When Seung-oh removed his lips from the nipple he had been persistently licking, it was swollen red and panting. Ui-jin’s gray briefs were deeply stained both front and back. Seung-oh kissed along the contour of the cock visible through the underwear.
He felt a cold sensation in contrast to the hot heat. Ui-jin’s guiding was especially like the sea. When Ui-jin’s guiding surged like rolling waves, Ui-jin’s deep body scent was also conveyed.
“Too wet, ngh, ah…”
Ui-jin stretched out his arms to grab Seung-oh’s shoulders. It was an urging to quickly do something. When Seung-oh pulled down the underwear, pre-come stretching from the hole elongated.
“Sexy, Ji Ui-jin.”
“Ahh, hurry… Seung-oh-ya, please?”
He pushed one slender calf up to his shoulder and made the waist rise higher. This made it easier to part the buttocks, the only part with flesh. Seung-oh unhesitatingly pushed two fingers into the wet hole. The place he thought would be tight surprisingly allowed Seung-oh in easily.
“You’re already this wet?”
“Ngh, yes… because I wanted to do it…”
Each time his fingers spread and bent, the squelching sound of pre-come filled the living room. It was impossible, but it felt like guiding was being done through hearing alone. Whenever the stimulating sound reached his ears, Ui-jin’s wavelength intensified clearly like a visible melody.
“Not that, Seung-oh-ya, hik…! Yes, yours… your cock, yes!”
“Before that.”
“…?”
Seung-oh, who had even stopped thrusting with his fingers, looked down at the flushed Ui-jin and spoke. As the tickling stimulation disappeared, Ui-jin also half-opened his eyes.
“…I don’t like you being close with that trainer.”
It was a moment when the jealousy he had been suppressing burst all at once. Seeing Ui-jin moaning beneath him, his possessiveness grew like a rain-laden cloud. Even so, he gently pressed the clenching inner walls as he spread and bent his fingers.
“Shit… are you crazy? Ngh! Are you jealous right now?”
“Yeah. I’m jealous.”
“Ha, Ju Seung-oh, really.”
Ui-jin barely raised his body, which was becoming limp with excitement, and pushed Seung-oh down with force in his arms. Then he slowly rubbed Seung-oh’s heavily erect cock with his wet hole. He wanted to grab his collar, but he couldn’t since he had already stripped him. Ui-jin held Seung-oh’s sharp face in both hands and demonstrated his impressive kissing skills for the first time in a while.
“I hope you remember that the two boxes of 30-count condoms in my cabinet are all bought to use with you.”
“…I’ll never forget that. Never.”
“Haah… I thought I was going to die wanting this. So hurry up and fuck me, idiot!”
Hot breath spread each time Ui-jin spoke up close. Was guiding happening through breath too? Despite his nagging tone, Seung-oh’s lips stretched upward refreshingly. His excited glans touched the open hole. Ui-jin also seemed internally excited, as the wrinkled red hole kept pulsing.
“But, Ui-jin-ah. We don’t need condoms anyway.”
“Ngh, that’s…”
“When you always ask me to come inside.”
Nnngh…!! The menacing cock slid into the half-opened hole. His toes, curled from the volume filling his lower abdomen, were completely bloodless. The energy that flooded with penetration surged through Seung-oh. It was guiding exclusively for Seung-oh, from Ui-jin alone.
“I’m going to move.”
“Ah yes, yes! Ah! Seung, ngh! Ungh! Ah!”
Ui-jin’s body shook helplessly to the rhythm of Seung-oh’s thrusts. Ui-jin, who had been moaning while lying flat on Seung-oh, clutched his solid arms and whimpered. The guiding wavelength Ui-jin transmitted kept surging into Seung-oh in time with the wet friction sounds.
“Good… ang! Ah, hyang! Ah! Yes! Hah, unng, nng!”
“Huuh… Ui-jin-ah, kuuh…!!”
The heat-filled cock continuously stirred inside Ui-jin. The force of the thrusts remained steady, regardless of the reddened skin where flesh slapped against flesh. After pulling out once completely and then thrusting deep inside and wiggling his hips, a gush of semen burst from Ui-jin’s cock. The cloudy semen continued to be rubbed between the two of them.
“Ahh, tha-at, nng! Nng! Ah, aang!! Seung, Seung-oh, ha… haanng…!”
“This is… driving me crazy.”
Ui-jin momentarily trembled as the traces spread inside him. After catching his breath, Ui-jin placed his hand beside Seung-oh’s face and raised his body.
“The person I like is you. Stop being jealous of some random person. Fool.”
“…Ji Ui-jin.”
“And, I’m sorry for being scared.”
“…Of what.”
“Honestly, even now I can’t readily say I’ll follow you. But, give me a little time.”
Ui-jin wiped Seung-oh’s sweaty forehead with his thumb and kissed his high nose bridge, then bestowed kisses on the ends of the elongated eyes looking at him.
“So don’t hate me either. Okay?”
“…Have you ever seen me hate you?”
He had moved one step closer to acceptance than the day Seung-oh first proposed it. That was enough. Seung-oh gently stroked the back of Ui-jin’s hot head as he clung to him. The heat touching his fingertips felt good. Seung-oh kissed Ui-jin’s red earlobe.
“By the way, this much isn’t enough yet.”
“…I figured as much.”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
