His eyes flew open.
His heart was pounding like he’d just woken from a nightmare. If memory served him right, the person he’d come face to face with… was the one who had stabbed him. He couldn’t even recall the attacker’s face clearly, but the place, the timing—those were seared into his mind.
If he’d woken up just a little later…
“Eun-soo?”
Joo Cheong-gyeong’s voice fell softly over the crown of his head, arms wrapped tightly around him.
Then a large hand cupped his face, lifting it gently.
“Did you have a bad dream?”
“……”
Tears brimmed in his eyes as he looked up at Joo Cheong-gyeong. His vision was so blurry he couldn’t make out his expression—but something about it felt… off. Unusual.
Joo Cheong-gyeong quietly wiped away his tears with his thumb. Then he cradled the back of his head and pressed his face into his chest, letting Eun-soo bury himself in his embrace. He didn’t care that his shirt was soaking through.
The warmth of his body seeped through the thin fabric of his shirt. Without realizing it, Eun-soo clung to him a little more tightly, almost desperately.
“……”
“……”
Joo Cheong-gyeong didn’t ask what kind of dream could cause such a visceral reaction. He didn’t press for details. He simply held him, silently waiting for him to settle, to fully calm down.
Why me?
What kind of grudge did that bastard have to kill me?
It was all in the past now—just a dream, nothing more… That’s what he wanted to believe. But his trembling body refused to be soothed so easily.
Fuck.
This is so fucked up.
He needed something—anything—to feel like he was still alive.
He needed someone’s warmth. Fiercer. Stronger.
***
Joo Cheong-gyeong felt a sense of unease.
Right now, Cha Eun-soo was on the verge of a full-blown panic attack.
No matter how terrifying a dream might be, unless one were a child, it was rare to see someone react like this. Unless it stemmed from some deeply traumatic memory…
But according to everything he’d uncovered about Cha Eun-soo, there were no such traumatic events in his past. His father’s murder at the hands of Jang Hee-gang had happened when he was still a baby—far too young to remember any of it.
Of course, pushing for answers in a state like this would only make things worse. Letting him feel protected—safe—was the easier path to winning his trust.
Watching Cha Eun-soo cling to him for comfort, Joo Cheong-gyeong let the corner of his lips curl ever so slightly.
The way he buried his face into him with such desperate force—there was something both heartbreaking and endearing about it.
When Joo Cheong-gyeong wrapped his arms around him tightly, their bodies pressed flush with no space between them.
“…I’m scared.”
Cha Eun-soo, with his forehead resting against Cheong-gyeong’s chest, spoke in a choked voice.
“I don’t… want to die…”
I don’t want anyone to die. I hate the sight of blood…
…That again.
Joo Cheong-gyeong froze for a beat, a faint furrow forming between his brows.
He could guess what kind of nightmare it had been. Maybe he’d recalled the hotel bombing, or the Esper who died in the car. Maybe both.
For a pampered young master, they were traumatic experiences.
All of which had been caused by him.
“……”
Joo Cheong-gyeong felt something unfamiliar twisting uneasily inside him.
Unbelievably enough, it was guilt.
Cha Eun-soo’s naïve, almost childlike pleas not to hurt others had only ever struck him as mildly annoying… but now, knowing that his own actions were the reason Eun-soo was suffering—it stirred a feeling he wasn’t used to. Even though it was something he’d already been aware of, recognizing it anew hit differently.
A crack formed in what had always been a path of certainty and resolve.
He looked down at Cha Eun-soo with an unreadable expression.
Was he even aware that the person he was clinging to for comfort was the very one who had caused his trauma?
“…Hyung.”
…Of course not.
Hearing him call for Cha Eun-hyuk, Joo Cheong-gyeong’s expression soured as he slowly raised his hand.
“Ah!”
With a rough tug, he grabbed a fistful of Eun-soo’s hair, wrenching his head back. His eyes widened in shock, and tears spilled down his cheeks. Beneath the glistening veil, his irises sharpened, focused on Joo Cheong-gyeong.
“Who do you think I am?”
The bitterness came from the jarring realization of where Eun-soo’s emotional reliance truly lay.
He’d vowed to tame this guide, and yet he found himself being tamed instead. The sudden awareness of that imbalance brought with it a surge of dismay.
The tangled emotions curdled into something close to anger, moving his body before reason could catch up. The fragile empathy he’d just barely begun to feel was thrown aside without a second thought.
“Ugh… hnn…”
Realizing that reality might be just as unbearable as the nightmare, Eun-soo’s face twisted with helpless guilt.
But Joo Cheong-gyeong remained indifferent, his expression ice-cold.
“Cha Eun-soo.”
“……”
“I thought you were smarter than this.”
At those words, Cha Eun-soo flinched.
“Surely you said you were my guide. Then don’t you still not know who your esper is?”
His tone suggested he couldn’t understand why such an obvious fact wasn’t being acknowledged.
Following that, as if to prove it to him with his body any number of times, Joo Cheong-gyeong roughly turned Cha Eun-soo onto his stomach and mounted him.
“Ugh……!”
Cha Eun-soo, suddenly forced into a prone position, had his waist yanked by a rough hand. As his lower garments were unceremoniously pulled down, revealing his lusciously ripened buttocks, he was forced to kneel.
Joo Cheong-gyeong, having also lowered his briefs, rubbed his menacing cock between the exposed cheeks. It was a blatant act foreshadowing what was to come. It was a sensation he wouldn’t want to get used to, but with the familiar feeling, Cha Eun-soo’s thoroughly wet eyelashes fluttered.
However, as if reflecting his weakened spirit, he didn’t show even a hint of resistance.
The cock, erect and having been rubbing, lowered its head and aimed for the opening. The entrance, which had been tightly closed as if it had never received any such intrusion, slowly began to open as it received the thick head that forcefully dug its way in. Cha Eun-soo let out a thin moan at the feeling of it pushing in without any easing.
“Haah, ah.”
The lower hole, tightly contracted due to the pain, writhed as if it would sever the cock. To Joo Cheong-gyeong, this brought not pain but an intense pleasure.
He slowly exhaled a breath thick with arousal, his nose tracing the guide’s neckline and shoulders revealed by his fallen collar. Then, he forcefully bit down on the shoulder blade above his shirt. It was with enough force to draw blood. Cha Eun-soo shuddered and let out a pained sound.
Even amidst that, the thick and knobby member continued to enter endlessly, stopping only after reaching the deepest point it could be accommodated.
“Huuah……”
“Ah-heuk……”
Cha Eun-soo, clutching the pillowcase, sobbed sorrowfully. His tear ducts relentlessly poured out tears. The clear droplets that flowed down his cheeks gathered at his chin before falling powerlessly.
Joo Cheong-gyeong roughly turned his thoroughly wet face. His cheeks beneath his eyes were flushed, and his lips trembled as he cried—it was clearly a pitiful and heartbreaking sight, but it stirred his lust even more.
Maintaining a distance close enough for their noses to touch, Joo Cheong-gyeong pulled back his waist and then thrust upwards violently.
“……Ugh!”
Cha Eun-soo’s entire body jolted. However, pinned down by Joo Cheong-gyeong, his waist and face firmly held, he didn’t slide up towards the headboard.
“Keut! Hoo, keuk!”
As if venting his anger, Joo Cheong-gyeong began to repeat the motion violently from the very beginning. Each time his hard thigh muscles bulged, his large member fiercely pushed into his insides, and immediately after withdrawing, it invaded again without giving even a moment’s respite.
Thwack, thwack. The buttocks struck by his testicles quickly turned red.
“Heuk, aah.”
Even though it was an act of unrestrained violation, as if the inside was originally his own place, Cha Eun-soo could already feel the sharp pain turning into a dull ache.
Sweat beaded on his round forehead and trickled down, and his finely shaped eyebrows furrowed. His feverish, plump lips were bitten by his neat front teeth. Joo Cheong-gyeong, observing every minute change in expression from close range, felt his own cock swell greedily as he watched Cha Eun-soo gradually become aroused.
“Eup……!”
A forceful kiss from one side continued. Cha Eun-soo had no choice but to open his mouth at Joo Cheong-gyeong’s action of biting his lip. It was a relentless kiss, so much so that he didn’t even feel the numbness in his forcibly turned head.
“Hmm, ungh, mmm!”
The movements of the fleshy pillar going in and out of Cha Eun-soo’s mouth and depths became equally violent. Even amidst this, Joo Cheong-gyeong stared directly into Cha Eun-soo’s light brown eyes without blinking.
The tears had stopped, but his still-moist eyes conveyed both pleasure and deep sorrow. For some reason, Joo Cheong-gyeong found that look irritating, so he flicked his tongue and teased Cha Eun-soo’s palate. Cha Eun-soo let out a nasal whimper at the intense stimulation.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Joo Cheong-gyeong’s mind.
Wasn’t this unbelievable?
A guide who was this sensitive and had such excellent compatibility. It was as if God had sent him down just for him.
…The problem was that he liked him too much.
Without a doubt, Joo Cheong-gyeong wanted to open and seize control of Cha Eun-soo’s mind, just like his body, but he didn’t want himself to be swayed by seeing those fragile wounds.
He had never even imagined it.
“……!”
Thwack, thwack, thwack! Joo Cheong-gyeong desperately focused on his hip movements to stop his wandering thoughts. Cha Eun-soo’s body shook helplessly, struggling to endure the abusive fucking.
“Hiss, uuuung!”
Cha Eun-soo reached his climax first. The fluids that flowed from his cock wet the bed.
Joo Cheong-gyeong felt Cha Eun-soo’s tongue, which had been stickily intertwined with his, vibrate rapidly. The inside that had been swallowing his cock also tensed momentarily before relaxing and becoming distinctly more slick.
His lust heightened, he swallowed a curse and violently slammed his cock into the enticingly writhing depths.
