“No, it’s fine. Esper Kwon Hae-beom isn’t breaking any rules… and it’s true that he has the right to receive Guiding from whomever he wants. I just wish they’d have their arguments somewhere out of my sight.”
“Then tell that Guide not to come looking for him anymore.”
“I’m thinking about it.”
Kwon Hae-beom always leaves without a word after Guiding, but Lee Hae-il at least apologizes every time. Still, even those apologies are starting to get on his nerves. If you’re that sorry, then just don’t come at all!
He wanted to snap and yell at them, but he couldn’t exactly say he didn’t understand why Lee Hae-il kept showing up. Kwon Hae-beom was still under external investigation, only allowed to come to the Center when receiving Guiding. Which meant that was Lee Hae-il’s only chance to talk to him. Only then could he try to start a conversation.
Word going around was that the cleanup of the Molt remnants was nearly complete, and Kwon Hae-beom would be returning to the Center soon. For now, though, he wasn’t even using the dorm and was staying in an external hotel.
Lee Tae-rim could understand why Kwon Hae-beom wasn’t coming back to their dorm. He probably didn’t want to step into a home filled with memories of Choi Jiwoon. Yeah. I get it. I do understand. I really do understand.
“Haa… Honestly, I’d love to just refuse to Guide him altogether, but knowing Esper Kwon, he’d probably just tough it out with supplements and machines again….”
Watching how stressed Tae-rim was, Seon Juho was seriously debating what to do about Kwon Hae-beom. Meanwhile, Tae-rim was mumbling to himself, It’s just a job I’m getting paid for. As a former corporate worker, Tae-rim had always believed that since it’s paid work, he had to endure at least this much. But Seon Juho didn’t agree with that at all.
Seon Juho had never endured anything in his work. The only reason he tolerated Tae-rim Guiding someone else was because it was Tae-rim. Everything else? Absolutely not. Seon Juho’s power was simply overwhelming—no one dared to speak against him. From the beginning, he had lived in a world where he reigned supreme.
So while Tae-rim could endure, Seon Juho had no intention of doing the same. Maybe it was time to break Kwon Hae-beom down a peg. All the other Espers bowed their heads without protest, but that one guy still held his chin up high. Seon Juho buried his nose in Tae-rim’s neck, a fierce look flashing across his face.
But Tae-rim, oblivious to that dangerous expression, kept muttering things under his breath, unclear whether it was mumbling or grumbling. Seriously, what an annoying protagonist…, he groused internally.
Choi Jiwoon was in the middle of performing a miracle. The doctors had said anything beyond three months would be a miracle, and yet it had been over three months—and he was still alive. Whether that was a good thing or not, Tae-rim had no way of knowing.
Since Choi Jiwoon was hospitalized at an external facility, Tae-rim, who stayed only in the Center, didn’t receive direct updates. But he could tell from Kwon Hae-beom’s condition. Choi Jiwoon was still alive.
Does he have protagonist buffs or something…? At this point, whatever happened to Choi Jiwoon no longer had anything to do with Tae-rim, but even so, he couldn’t help but marvel at how persistent the guy was. And really—he wasn’t even sure if hanging on like this was a blessing or a curse for Choi Jiwoon.
“Hyung, can’t you stop thinking about Kwon Hae-beom?”
“Huh?”
“I just want you to think about me.”
Turning his head, Tae-rim found Seon Juho pouting miserably. Seeing his floppy dog ears drooping, Tae-rim couldn’t help but laugh.
Yeah. They’ll figure out their own mess eventually. Tae-rim pulled the sulky puppy into his arms.
“You sulking?”
“…No.”
His lips were all ducked out again—of course he was sulking. Tae-rim chuckled.
“Want a kiss?”
The moment the words left his mouth, Seon Juho lunged at him. Yep, nothing worked better when he was pouting. Seon Juho showered Tae-rim’s lips with loud smooches, then stuck his lips out again with a sulky look.
“I know you just said that to smooth things over, but I still give in. I hate that about myself.”
“Ahaha.”
Then came another peck. Tae-rim laughed, charmed by Seon Juho’s adorable persistence. Seon Juho’s lips fell onto Tae-rim’s smiling face, pressing kisses on the curved corners of his eyes, on the lips still quirked in a grin. As if overwhelmed by love, he couldn’t stop kissing him.
“You know we can’t do it on weekdays, right?”
While pressing kisses, Seon Juho’s hand had started creeping up Tae-rim’s thigh. He pouted again, and then pressed his lips hard onto Tae-rim’s.
Tae-rim closed his eyes, accepting the hot tongue that slipped into his mouth. His whole mouth filled with warmth.
“Mm….”
Despite the warning, Seon Juho’s wicked hand slid up his thigh to grab his ass. Tae-rim let out a moan as the hand kneaded his butt.
“W-Wait…”
While groping his ass, Seon Juho smoothly pushed Tae-rim down onto the sofa. Before he could react, Tae-rim found himself flat on his back. Seon Juho climbed on top of him like it was the most natural thing in the world and began rubbing his already hardened cock against Tae-rim’s crotch through their clothes.
A helpless moan escaped Tae-rim. Seon Juho’s cock was stiff, pressing hotly against his own. The heat seeping through the fabric made Tae-rim’s insides start to burn. Seon Juho moved his hips slowly, sucking on Tae-rim’s lips all the while.
“Can I lick your back today?”
Weekdays were strictly for masturbation only. Thinking it’d be harmless to let Juho rub himself between his thighs, Tae-rim had allowed it a few times—but that ended with his waist sore the next day. After some discussion, they agreed: no more rubbing during the week. Solo release only. In exchange, things like sniffing or licking were permitted, as long as they didn’t leave any marks or cause injuries.
When Tae-rim gave a small nod, Juho gently guided him to lie on his stomach. The moment Tae-rim was down, Juho tugged down his pants and spread his cheeks apart. Without hesitation, he began licking the small, puckered entrance with his tongue.
It didn’t take long before Tae-rim’s backside was slick with saliva. Thanks to Juho’s near-daily attention—licking and sucking—the once-tight entrance had grown softer and stayed naturally moist. Juho sucked on his fingers, coating them in spit, and then slid one into the opening without pause.
What used to be a tight fit now easily welcomed two fingers. Tae-rim stifled a moan as Juho’s finger quickly found his prostate and pressed down.
What had once been just an odd, unfamiliar feeling was now unmistakably intense. It reminded him of the urge to pee—an overwhelming need to release something—and it was getting harder to ignore. Tae-rim pulled down the front of his pants, gripped his cock, and shut his eyes. He focused on the waves of sensation from behind, rubbing the sensitive spot just beneath the head. This was a pleasure he had learned through experience.
His body, already familiar with how good it felt to be stimulated front and back at the same time, moved naturally. It was an Omega’s instinct. Without even realizing it, Tae-rim’s hole twitched as he stroked his cock.
Juho, watching that fluttering hole, couldn’t tear his eyes away. His own cock was already out, trembling. His mouth kept going dry, and he had to wet his lips again and again. The urge to thrust himself into that tight, pulsing hole was almost unbearable.
Juho spread his index and middle fingers inside the opening. It stretched around them, supple and yielding. He swallowed hard.
“Hyung… can I try one more finger?”
In truth, he’d already done it before—slipped in three fingers while Tae-rim was sleeping. He’d used Tae-rim’s body all night long just to satisfy his lust, but when he saw how drained Tae-rim looked the next morning, he’d flooded him with calming pheromones and coaxed him into a deep sleep. Then, to soothe the lingering heat, Juho had simply sucked on his hole some more. Tae-rim might get mad if he ever found out—but Juho had a secret weapon: his unbeatable get-out-of-jail-free card. Tae-rim always forgave him in the end.
“Mm-hmm…”
With a soft sound, Tae-rim gave his consent. Juho expertly lined up his ring finger with the middle finger, minimizing the stretch, and slid it in. The loosened entrance accepted the third finger with no resistance.
“Ah…”
Tae-rim’s hole kept twitching, as though straining around the added width. Juho pushed in deeper, burying his fingers to the base. The snug hole stretched taut around them.
Without realizing it, Juho started moving—pushing his fingers in and out in a rhythmic motion. His eyes were fixed on the slick opening, now swallowing and releasing his fingers in steady pulses. He timed the thrusts of his fingers with the movement of his other hand stroking his cock.
In that moment, it felt like if he could just slide his cock into that hot, clenching hole, he could do anything. Unable to hold back, Juho bent down and started sucking on the entrance while his fingers moved in and out. The musky, obscene scent flooded his senses. His orgasm hit him all at once.
“Haaah… I can’t take it anymore, Hyung…”
He wanted to be inside. Not with his fingers—really inside. Even after cumming, Juho kept stroking his hard cock, the need still burning.
“Ah… that feels weird… Juho, ngh…”
Tae-rim came too, his fingers gripping his cock tightly as his hole clenched around Juho’s. The way it tightened was unreal.
Juho couldn’t take his eyes off it. He sucked the spasming entrance again and again, wishing with everything in him that the weekend would come faster.
