My body couldn’t keep up with the stamina of an S-class Esper, especially not while conscious. I repeatedly drifted in and out of awareness, only to be forcibly awakened by my brother’s relentless advances.
In truth, even if I had passed out completely like last time, it wouldn’t have mattered. Given his tendencies, he would have enjoyed himself thoroughly even if I were asleep.
I regained consciousness for what felt like the umpteenth time. My vision blurred as I blinked, trying to grasp the situation.
“Ung, uh.”
I was lying on my side, enduring his vigorous thrusts. He had one of my legs draped over his arm, pounding into me mercilessly.
From a distance, it might have looked like a simple embrace, but the dynamic movements of our bodies revealed the true nature of our actions.
The heat below was overwhelming. I helplessly clutched the blanket in front of me, my body trembling.
“Hng! Hyung…..!”
“Hoo…….”
His excited breath tickled my ear. A firm hand gripped my cock, stroking it in rhythm with his thrusts. Fuck, this is insane…….. I twisted my upper body, tears streaming down my face. The dual stimulation was almost unbearable.
“I, ah, ugh. It’s too much, ugh, too much.”
My stomach felt heavy with his seed. Yet, his monstrous cock continued to ravage me, as if still unsatisfied.
Each time he withdrew, the semen inside me gushed out, soaking both our groins. The sticky sensation of his pubic hair against my buttocks was strangely erotic.
“Please, ah, ah……!”
Damn it. I wanted to beg him to stop, but all that came out were moans.
Surprisingly, he paused his relentless movements. He had never listened to me since he started, so this was unexpected.
Could I finally rest?
A glimmer of hope flickered, but it was short-lived.
He gripped my cheeks firmly, turning my face towards him. He scanned my face, which was flushed to its limits, and spoke slowly.
“Eun-soo.”
“Hng…….”
“Stop provoking me.”
“……Ugh!”
Thud. His massive, slightly curved shaft plunged deep inside me again, sending a shockwave of pleasure mixed with pain through my body. My head buzzed with the intensity.
My body, which had momentarily relaxed, was once again overwhelmed by his forceful thrusts.
“Kuh, I can’t, ugh, take it.”
“Ah! Mph!”
My vision blurred as if I hadn’t seen anything clearly in ages. My brother captured my tongue-exposed mouth with his own.
The bed creaked less in this position compared to missionary, but the wet sounds of our joined bodies seemed louder, intensifying the erotic atmosphere in the room.
Ah.
I felt like my insides had been molded to the shape of his cock. I moaned, helplessly swayed by his tongue and member, and once again, I fainted.
***
Sex while drunk is this destructive.
Letting desire take over everything, we ended up clinging to each other like animals. There was no way there wouldn’t be consequences.
I stayed in the hotel room for another day, tending to Hyung. Unlike Hyung, who was off-duty, Mom and Noona had already gone home the day before since they had to work.
I took a spoonful of the soup Hyung had made and hesitated.
“Hyung, about last night…”
No—technically, it had all happened just this morning.
From me throwing myself at him, seducing him, and pushing him to the edge—I remembered every bit of it. My cheeks flushed as if to confirm that fact.
“Last night?”
His eyes locked on mine, as if wondering what the problem was. I dropped my gaze and mumbled.
“No matter how I think about it… I must’ve been out of my mind.”
“Can you just… forget it ever happened?”
My face screamed I want to die from embarrassment—it was practically a requirement.
Hyung quietly looked down at me like that, then set the plate down on the table.
“That’s not something I can do.”
“…Hyung.”
I covered my face with both hands. As if to comfort me, Hyung pressed a kiss to my forehead, then calmly returned to finishing his meal.
Having indulged all his desires and received more than enough guiding, Hyung looked positively radiant. Of course, he didn’t make it too obvious. He was always the type to hide how much guiding he lacked.
He’d probably smooth over his energy waves before his checkup and be careful, just like last time.
We left the tower with the lounge and got into the car. On the way home, we passed a grand, dome-shaped building.
The Guide Association.
I glanced at it through the rearview mirror, studying it carefully.
My original plan had been to leak the fact that I was a guide—making it seem unintentional—and then join the Association.
But now, I wasn’t sure if I had to go through with that anymore.
Even without me orchestrating anything, everything had unfolded as if by fate. It almost felt like there was some invisible thread tying all the S-ranks together.
First of all, there was Cha Eun-hyuk—my own brother.
Then there was Shim Tae-seong, who had become my bodyguard through his connection with Hyung.
The fact that I’d guided Hyung—Joo Cheong-gyeong had caught on and showed up at the party.
In Joo Cheong-gyeong’s case… My theory is this: he’s a terrorist, and to spy on Hyung, who’s a central figure in the anti-terrorism task force, he possessed our family’s dedicated physician. And it just so happened to be the very day I revealed to that physician that I was a guide.
And then—
[List of Espers at Risk of Going BerserkJang Hee-gang: S-Rank, Nullification Ability, Age 41]
I stared blankly at the last esper, Jang Hee-gang’s photo.
He had the kind of presence you’d expect from a crime boss in a noir film, practically oozing charisma. His handsome face, just entering middle age, radiated a cool confidence, tinged with a chilling detachment.
Even though I wasn’t meeting him face to face, a shiver ran down my spine.
Like Joo Cheong-gyeong, Jang Hee-gang had no known background. There wasn’t a scrap of personal information about him anywhere.
Fucking system. If you’re gonna give intel, at least be detailed about it—don’t just toss me this barebones bullshit.
But still, instinctively, I knew. This man, too, was connected to me—or to the other espers somehow.
Maybe the system…
“What’s wrong?”
Suddenly, Hyung reached over and grabbed my hand.
“Is it uncomfortable there?”
“Ah…”
I was clutching my chest without realizing it. My heart was thudding violently inside, pounding like it was trying to escape. A strange, phantom pain pulsed up from deep within.
At the very end of my previous life, I remembered being stabbed in this exact spot.
That attacker—what did they look like again?
“Cha Eun-soo.”
Hyung called my name, his voice laced with concern.
“……”
I steadied my breathing, shaking off the disorientation. I turned off the display showing Jang Hee-gang’s info and clasped Hyung’s hand in return.
Gradually, I began to calm down.
“It’s nothing, Hyung.”
“……”
“Really. I think I just got carsick all of a sudden.”
Even as I made excuse after excuse, Hyung narrowed his eyes suspiciously, clearly not convinced. But the light turned green, and with the car waiting, he had no choice but to drive again.
What the hell was that?
Even I was quietly baffled by the unexplained symptoms as I arrived home. After parking and heading toward the entrance, I naturally ran into Shim Tae-seong.
“Bodyguard-nim.”
“…Young Master.”
Shim Tae-seong scanned my complexion from head to toe, his brows knitting into a scowl as he glanced over at Hyung. Hyung, for his part, didn’t bother hiding his hostility and stared right back.
The moment they locked eyes, tension crackled in the air—so I stepped in quietly between them to break it up.
“About our new place, Bodyguard-nim.”
“Yes.”
His eyes softened instantly when they landed on me.
“I told my mother, and now there’s a lot less to coordinate… So I think we’ll be moving in sooner than expected.”
“Understood.”
“How about moving the things you left here along with ours?”
“I didn’t bring much, so it’s fine.”
“If that’s the case…”
As I nodded, Shim Tae-seong hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke.
“How are you feeling?”
“Tired.”
That wasn’t my answer.
Hyung had pulled me close by the waist and responded coldly on my behalf.
“As you can see, he needs rest immediately. Don’t waste time holding him up.”
A frigid clash of gazes sparked midair. The air turned icy. It was winter, so I couldn’t tell if Hyung had used his ability or not.
Carefully, I walked over to Shim Tae-seong and took his hand.
“I must’ve worried you, showing such a poor state lately. I’m okay now, Bodyguard-nim.”
After blowing off some steam with alcohol and sex, I genuinely did feel better. It had been intense… but I was on my own two feet today.
His clenched fist twitched in my palm—strong and calloused. For a second, I wondered if he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to let go once he held on.
It reminded me—during the hotel bombing, he used teleportation. Once to get us out of danger, and again to bring me home.
Abilities like that must come with serious side effects, especially depending on distance or if you’re carrying someone. If he hadn’t used it in a while, the toll could’ve been even worse.
He didn’t look too bad right now, but I could tell—his energy wave wasn’t entirely stable.
Still, because I seemed mentally unwell, he hadn’t laid a single hand on me.
Honestly, I found it admirable.
I gently stroked his fist, and the tension in his body melted away, like a string snapping loose. But instead of holding on, he took a step back.
“If that’s the case, I’m relieved. Please, go inside.”
“I will. Have a good night.”
I answered with a faint smile and turned away from Hyung.
…I wonder when things will ever feel okay.
