It didn’t seem like he cared much about fooling around outside anymore. Well, considering they’d already fucked in bathrooms, conference rooms, even alleys in front of Gates, it wasn’t exactly hard to understand.
Before, Eun-jo would’ve swallowed down fear first. Seeing him act this boldly now was both cute and admirable. Looking at the back of Eun-jo’s head as he stared worriedly at the pool, Park Se-yul gently stroked his hair.
“I’ll take care of that myself.”
Only then did that clear gaze turn back toward him. Sweeping Eun-jo’s wet hair behind his ear, Park Se-yul continued.
“I’ll make sure there’s nothing for you to worry about.”
“……Without other people finding out.”
“Yeah.”
The hand resting at his ear slowly slid downward. From his wrist to his shoulders, chest, and thighs, Park Se-yul kneaded here and there.
It was the routine he always followed after rough play.
Passing over his waist, his hand reached the reddened flesh of Eun-jo’s ass, and Park Se-yul frowned slightly.
“Does it hurt?”
As his fingers stroked the skin still marked with handprints, Eun-jo let out a small moan.
“I’m okay…….”
“What about inside? Nothing torn?”
Even though it was a conversation they had every time, it was still embarrassing. Burying his face deeply, Eun-jo nodded carefully.
“……I don’t think I can sleep with that still inside me.”
Hearing the unexpected words, Park Se-yul’s brows shot upward. Looking dissatisfied, he rubbed at Eun-jo’s waist while replying.
“I never told you to keep it in.”
Only after carefully wrapping the towel from the sunbed around him completely—even covering the toes sticking out—did Park Se-yul finally pull away and kiss him.
Unlike before, when he’d carried him around like baggage, he now lifted Eun-jo carefully in his arms.
The difference before and after coming was really this drastic.
Leaning against him, Eun-jo let out a small laugh.
“Looks like you still have the energy to laugh.”
“No…… I just coughed.”
Answering quickly, Eun-jo shut his eyes as if pretending nothing had happened.
Holding his Guide in his arms, Park Se-yul stepped into the air. The face that had once been frozen cold as ice had softened completely.
***
Lee Sang-heon’s daily routine started before dawn.
Stepping out of his room, he followed the scent.
Yeo Eun-jo smelled sweet.
A sugary scent sweet enough to attract bugs.
Everyone’s body scent was different, but Eun-jo’s was special. It was to the point Lee Sang-heon could find anywhere Eun-jo had passed even from a hundred meters away.
Hrng.
Lee Sang-heon stepped forward briskly.
Pat, pat.
Each time his round feet touched the stairs, adorable little sounds escaped. The place where he finally stopped was none other than Park Se-yul’s room.
Opening the door effortlessly, Lee Sang-heon walked inside. Park Se-yul must have gone out after answering a call, because only Eun-jo remained on the bed.
“Wife……”
Slipping beneath the blankets, Lee Sang-heon changed form. Silver hair grew long, and beneath it appeared a distinctly masculine body. If Eun-jo had seen him like this, he would’ve smacked his back and told him to put some clothes on immediately.
“I want to eat below. Can I……?”
“……”
“Mm……?”
Of course, no answer came from the sleeping Eun-jo.
“Mmm.”
Swallowing a soft sound, Lee Sang-heon reached down.
As he pulled down Eun-jo’s pants, a pale pink cock sprang free. Without hesitation, Lee Sang-heon lowered his head and parted his lips.
He swallowed Eun-jo deep into his throat. Tilting his head back to take him all the way to the root, squeezing tightly around him, the smooth cock slowly began to swell.
“Hngh, ngh……”
A moan slipped from above.
Moving happily, Lee Sang-heon swallowed the cock past the back of his throat. Tightening his throat greedily and pursing his lips around it made Eun-jo’s waist tremble.
It was bliss.
Just like his scent, his wife tasted unbearably sweet.
Swallowing half and spitting the other half into his palm, Lee Sang-heon lay down beside Eun-jo.
When he spread his fingers apart, sticky semen stretched between them. Gulping softly, he generously smeared saliva over Eun-jo’s rear hole instead.
“I want pups. One son who looks like you……”
Smearing precum thickly everywhere, he pressed his lower body against Eun-jo’s. Letting out a low breath against his shoulder, he slowly pushed his cock inside.
“Nngh, wah……”
“One daughter who looks like me too. Heh, give birth to them for me. Hm?”
It was a plea Eun-jo would never hear.
If he did, he’d remember the children they’d seen at the Gate and grow sad again.
“We can just make new ones…… heh……”
The abnormally thick head scraped harshly against his inner walls. Completely unaware of what was happening, Eun-jo instinctively rocked his hips. The way he pushed his ass back further as if inviting the cock in deeper was obscenely erotic.
“Hngh, so good……”
Pleasure made his head spin.
Like a dog in heat, Lee Sang-heon thrust his hips eagerly while peppering kisses against Eun-jo’s neck.
Chu, chu.
His ears, shoulders, back—he licked and kissed every visible spot while low moans escaped him.
“Heh, ngh…… ah……”
“Wife.”
Trembling, he put his weight into it and pressed his cock deeper. The head slid smoothly into the colon already stretched open.
“Hngh, kngh, ngh……!”
If Eun-jo really could bear children, this would’ve become a womb.
Then Lee Sang-heon would’ve filled him with seed every single day until his belly never flattened again.
With that lingering regret, he pulled his mate tightly into his arms.
The greatest duty of a male was satisfying his mate.
If he kept filling him with seed until a womb formed, maybe someday they’d have bunny-like children.
“Hngh, ngh, ah……!”
“So good, hngh……”
With his cock buried deep inside Eun-jo’s colon, Lee Sang-heon shook his hips rapidly. Seed burst from the tip.
Even after filling him completely, his cock showed no intention of pulling out.
There was still more of a male’s duty left.
“Hngh, nghk, Lee Sang-heon……? Ngh, ahng!”
The head swelled larger. Feeling the pressure crush tightly against his inner walls like a stopper plugging him up, Eun-jo blinked slowly.
“Wh-what is th—”
His lower half felt completely full.
As if even that weren’t enough, the head kept swelling, pressing mercilessly into his flesh. He could barely breathe, and his lower stomach felt unbearably heavy.
The only thing Eun-jo could do was throw his head back and pant weakly.
Outside the terrace, dawn light began to seep in.
“I have to go to work……”
Still half-asleep, Eun-jo mumbled while squirming weakly.
“I have to wash up, hngh, or I’ll be late……”
He continued mumbling drowsily.
“I have to do Guiding too, heh, and write reports……”
“……”
“And I still have to Imprint, otherwise I won’t be able to stay here……”
It seemed he was wandering through a dream.
Adjusting his position so Eun-jo could lean against him comfortably, Lee Sang-heon stroked his cheek.
“You don’t have to do anything, wife.”
As if asking what he meant, Eun-jo merely turned his head to look at him. His dazed expression was unbearably lovable.
Nibbling lightly at his cheek, Lee Sang-heon rumbled with laughter. His overflowing emotions made ears pop up through his hair.
“It’s our vacation.”
Eun-jo’s eyes drifted toward the bedroom wall.
Only then did memories surface—becoming entangled with the five Espers, Imprinting, making love with them.
And the fact that he had gone on vacation with them.
The fact that Guiding, ranks, none of it affected the way they loved him.
And so, their love came without conditions.
“Mmh……”
The anxiety weighing on him finally settled.
Now even the sturdy body supporting him and its warmth felt comforting.
With a peaceful expression, Eun-jo closed his eyes.
It truly was vacation.
[Side Story End]
