Every part of him was exquisite—from his unfocused gaze to his slightly parted lips. Even his soft, breathy whimpers were endearing. But the dazed look of pleasure on his face… it was intoxicating.
A vein pulsed on his forehead. With a slightly frantic motion, Mu-seong flipped Eun-jo over. He moved with urgency, but never pulled out. As their positions shifted, still intimately connected, Eun-jo groaned and clutched the sheets.
“Hng, uh, uh…! Ah…! Ahh!”
Mu-seong hovered over Eun-jo’s prone form, supporting himself on his forearms so he wouldn’t crush him. He turned Eun-jo’s head and kissed him—slow, coaxing. Eun-jo responded without hesitation, his tongue intertwining naturally. The kiss was gentler than their first.
“Mmm, mm, uh…”
Like a distraction before a shot, the kiss came first. And then, Mu-seong slowly eased his cock deeper in—pressing past what had already entered. He forced himself in, inch by inch, until he reached a place untouched by anything before.
He teased the rim with a slow grind of his hips, gently coaxing it open. Only then did Eun-jo realize what was happening. His eyes flew open in panic.
No, no, uh… no…!
In that moment of wide-eyed horror, Mu-seong pushed his hips down, sinking in without looking away.
With a raw, stretching sound, the tight entrance gave way. His thick, crown-sized glans forced its way through, stretching the ring of muscle painfully wide. Eun-jo bit down on Mu-seong’s lower lip and screamed.
“Mmmm…! Ugh, uh, ah!”
His cock was invading a place it never should. Mu-seong groaned low, his breath catching at the sheer tightness. He pulled Eun-jo flush against him.
Their bodies pressed together with no space between them—his firm ass flattened beneath the pressure. Mu-seong thrust in until his pubic bone met skin, until the base of his cock and his pubic hair were flush against Eun-jo’s body. A rush of savage satisfaction washed over him.
“Haah… fuck.”
Goosebumps rippled across his skin. This—this moment—was more electrifying than when he’d first awakened his powers or discovered the existence of Guides. He reached down and caressed Eun-jo’s lower belly, which bulged in the outline of his cock.
“Look at that. You’re swelling up like you’re pregnant. Right here.”
“Hng, hng… ah! Don’t move—hng—st… stop…”
But Mu-seong didn’t stop. Not even a little. He moved his hips in slow, deliberate motions, as if stretching open the newly breached entrance. His cock explored the tight inner walls of Eun-jo’s rectum. Each time he thrust, Eun-jo’s belly visibly bulged, and his whimpers spilled out.
“Ugh, uh, ah, ahh…! Hng, it feels weird… Hng, take it out…!”
“Take it out? When your insides are gripping me this tight? Mm…”
“Ahh! Uh, ah, no…! It’s too big—uh, ugh! It feels like it’s gonna rip through my belly!”
“Feels like it’s gonna pierce through?”
“Y… yes! Ah, haaah…! It’s so weird! Hng!”
Eun-jo was babbling now, words spilling out without thought. He had no idea his helpless cries were only fueling Mu-seong’s lust. Mu-seong sank his teeth into Eun-jo’s slender neck, pulled back slowly—and slammed his hips forward.
Thud!
“Huaah! Ah, aah!”
In one savage motion, his cock rammed deep into the rectum, to the hilt. Eun-jo’s belly bulged as the thick length filled him completely. The walls inside spasmed violently, his guts pushed aside. It really did feel like it was tearing through his abdomen.
Whether it was cum or slick or something else entirely, fluids splattered between their thighs, messy and uncontrolled. With every thrust, white foam bubbled around the swollen, reddened rim, which continued to swallow his cock with obscene greed.
He was at his limit. Every time Mu-seong drove into him, Eun-jo’s mind blanked. There was no room for thought—only Mu-seong’s body, his scent, his heat. Eun-jo clung to his arms, eyes glassy, head thrown back.
“Inside…! Hng, hng! Cum inside…! Ah, ahh! Haaah…!”
“Inside?”
“Y… yes! Uh, ugh! Pregnant… pregnant…! Hng, hng…!”
The second those words left Eun-jo’s lips, Mu-seong snapped. His last thread of control unraveled. He plunged his cock all the way in, driving straight to the deepest point—
—and came hard.
“Ah, ahh! Ah, ahh…”
A thick flood of semen filled Eun-jo’s lower abdomen. Simultaneously, his body shuddered, and he came as well.
Mu-seong’s hips gave a faint, involuntary tremble—like he was trying to sink even deeper. With every subtle movement, excess semen that hadn’t fully settled began trickling down between Eun-jo’s cheeks.
Pressing his face against the sheets, Mu-seong gently kissed Eun-jo’s trembling shoulder. His lips slowly traced down the spine, and Eun-jo exhaled softly as he turned his head to glance back at him.
“Hng… is it… is it over…?”
A crooked smile played at the corner of Jin Mu-seong’s mouth. He had planned to stop. He really had. But that question made him reconsider.
Not knowing that Mu-seong’s decision had changed in an instant, Eun-jo murmured, pressing a hand to his bloated stomach.
“Hng… it still feels so full down there…”
And then something twitched inside him.
“Huh…?”
Before Eun-jo could make sense of the sensation, Mu-seong lifted him up without warning.
“Huh…!”
He slipped his arms beneath Eun-jo’s knees, lifting him high and spreading his legs open. Mu-seong was still inside him as he walked toward the team office door.
“No, hng, wait…! We can’t go out like this…! Hng!”
The thought of being seen like this—legs wide open, stuffed full—was mortifying. Anyone walking through the hallway would witness this obscene sight. Eun-jo kicked his legs weakly in a panic, but Mu-seong didn’t even flinch.
His cock, still thick and hard even after cumming, stirred inside Eun-jo with every step. Eun-jo’s body bounced up and down helplessly, his hole swallowing and releasing the shaft with each motion. Drops of semen fell to the floor with every jolt.
“No, no…! People—ahh!”
Ignoring the frantic cries, Mu-seong pressed his shoulder against the door sensor. The door slid open with a soft beep. Eun-jo squeezed his eyes shut and clamped his thighs together—only for his hole to clamp down even tighter around the cock inside.
He felt eyes on him.
The mortifying awareness of being seen in such a filthy position, legs spread wide, taking it deep… The humiliation twisted into something strange, something almost euphoric. As he clenched reflexively around the cock, Mu-seong let out a laugh and sank his teeth into Eun-jo’s shoulder.
“Why are you squeezing so tight? Do you like being seen like this, huh?”
“N-no, ahh…! Uh…”
“You’re clenching so hard around my cock, and you’re saying no? Hah…”
Mu-seong leaned closer, mouth brushing along Eun-jo’s ear. He bit the flushed lobe and whispered in a husky voice,
“Open your eyes. You roll them back so sweetly.”
At the low command, Eun-jo’s eyes fluttered open—and he saw them.
Staff frozen mid-step, coffee cups in hand. Guides staring blankly at their phones. Everyone was frozen still, locked in time.
He’d used his ability again.
As Eun-jo’s eyes darted around in disbelief, Mu-seong let out a satisfied smile. Then, without a hint of hesitation, he set Eun-jo down right there on the floor. He pushed down on the back of his neck, forcing his upper body low while his ass rose high in the air.
As Mu-seong pulled out, the now-empty hole twitched visibly.
With each little spasm, thick semen oozed out in lewd dribbles. It was his cum. The sight alone was enough to stir something dark and possessive in Mu-seong. It was a beautiful, filthy hole—one he could spend all day filling. Holding back the urge to bury his face in it, Mu-seong got into position behind him.
“Hng, hng… ah, inside… hng…”
“Everyone’s watching,” he murmured as he rubbed his cock against the twitching entrance.
“Let’s cum one more time right here.”
The glans pushed through the loosened rim, and the cock plunged deep once more. Eun-jo cried out, back arching as the sensation of being spread returned all over again.
“Haaah! Kgh, ah, ahh! Ahh! I’m cumming, cumming…! Ahh!”
Having already climaxed once, Eun-jo’s body was hypersensitive. He couldn’t even form words anymore—just trembled with his face pressed against the floor, sobbing out moans.
The wet, obscene sounds echoed loudly down the hallway.
Even if everyone was frozen, it wasn’t the same as them not being there. He was being fucked out in the open, in the middle of a brightly lit hallway. The knowledge of it overwhelmed him, set fire to his nerves, and made his mind burn white-hot with unbearable pleasure.
“Haa, it feels so damn good… Huh!”
Squish, squish!
White semen squelched out of the stretched hole, dripping down as Mu-seong’s cock churned mercilessly inside the rectum. The inner walls spasmed and clenched around him, gripping tightly as he thrust deeper, stirring Eun-jo’s insides like he was trying to mold them to his shape. Mu-seong groaned in satisfaction, enthralled by the way Eun-jo’s back hole swallowed him.
With a brutal slam, the glans rammed into the tightest part of his rectum—and a feral scream tore from Eun-jo’s throat.
Saliva spilled from Eun-jo’s slack lips. His eyes, unfocused, began to roll back. Each time Mu-seong’s cock drove deep, his whole body jolted like he’d been shocked. Crying and moaning like someone possessed, Eun-jo suddenly pointed his toes, his walls tensing hard around the cock inside him.
His head snapped back, the whites of his eyes fully exposed. His thighs convulsed and clamped down around Mu-seong’s waist—and at that exact moment, a clear liquid spurted from the tip of his cock.
It was translucent, odorless—neither semen nor urine.
“Haaah… ah, ahh…”
Soaked in fluids and completely spent, Eun-jo collapsed to the floor like a puppet with its strings cut. His body trembled with aftershocks, mind blank and blown wide open. Mu-seong gave a few slow thrusts, nudging at the entrance of the dazed hole with his cock—still inside—and finally pulled out.
Eun-jo’s reddened, bruised ass was flushed and glistening. Mu-seong raised his large palm and swept it slowly from the top curve down across the soft cheeks.
Plop, plop.
As if that single touch was enough to release what was left, a stream of thick white cum poured from the open hole and trickled down Eun-jo’s tender skin.
After draining the last drops of his climax onto Eun-jo’s pale thighs, Mu-seong pulled him into his arms. He cradled him gently, stroking his trembling shoulders like he was holding a fragile bird. He pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.
“Where did you come from, huh?”
“……”
“You’re so damn beautiful, I can’t even bring myself to fuck you again right now.”
Despite the twitching of his cock, which was already growing hard again, Mu-seong ignored it. He lifted Eun-jo into his arms.
And just like that—without hesitation or shame—they returned to the guiding room as if nothing had happened.
The hallway they left behind was still heavy with heat, drenched in the scent of sex.
