← How a Guide Copes with the Loss of an Esper Nayun gripped the forearm he’d seized, viciously. Enough to leave marks on the skin, but Jang Jaewan didn’t even glance that way, as if feeling nothing. His hips jerked back. With a wet sound, the half-slipped cock pushed back in, scraping his inner walls, and Nayun’s mouth fell open. How had I forgotten this? His body, which had forgotten what sex with an esper was like, screamed. Jang Jaewan’s cock— —each time it dug inside, his pelvis ached as if struck. “It hurts!” “Such a whiner.” Smack, skin slapped against skin. If it had been only pleasure, he could have easily escaped reality, but Jang Jaewan controlled his thrusts at an irregular pace. Tossed between pain and ecstasy, Nayun was swept up in pleasure, then drifted far. Jang Jaewan held Nayun’s waist with unfocused eyes. An ominous feeling rose. Has he lost it? Nayun grabbed Jang Jaewan’s forearm. In response, Jang Jaewan kept thrusting with Nayun caged in his arms. At the sensation of being pierced inside, Nayun drew a sharp breath. The long cock easily found the deeply hidden sweet spot. The cock that had scraped the walls went past the permitted range and stabbed the plump place. With a slick tremor, the walls spasmed finely. Tears hung at the corners of Nayun’s eyes from the physiological excitement. The sensation of a place that should never be entered being pierced, of a place that should stay shut being opened, bored vividly into his brain. “You said you’d handle me.” “Ahh, ngh… why only the same spot…” “I’ll take all of you.” Twitch — the hole sucked the cock in on its own. Nayun curled his toes without realizing. His legs, spread in an M, fluttered in the air, unable to withstand the violently pounding force. Nayun— —licked up every drop of saliva flowing from his mouth. It felt like mating with a beast rather than a person. A squelching, mismatched noise sounded. “Haah, did you like that bastard? More than me?” “What, ugh, who?” “That bastard.” “That bastard?… Who are you talking about?” Nayun could spray bullets at moving targets even with a tire tied to him, but now he was just being bent over. Merely from being pierced inside, white fluid dribbled from his cock, risen to his navel. He didn’t know when he’d come, but the pale fluid trickled stickily down his belly. Every noise sounded louder than it should. With the violent movement, the cabin bed creaked madly. What if the frame breaks? The thought evaporated from his head. Jang Jaewan, sensing the wandering thought like a ghost, bit his earlobe hard. “Who are you thinking about? That bastard?” Damn dog. I kept calling him a damn dog and he really became one. I didn’t raise him like this. Or did I? Crushed and flattened under the man’s full weight, Nayun couldn’t have run even if he’d tried. Jang Jaewan, oblivious, kept adding his weight, and Nayun’s breath caught. “You’re not answering…” “How can I answer if I don’t know who!” Jang Jaewan embraced Nayun like a coiling cobra. His cock slammed into the plump spot, again and again. A long breath settled on his nape. “That bastard, the esper you said you met.” “So who…” No way… Nayun’s lower back stiffened at the warmth enveloping him without a gap. His inner walls tensed too, gripping the cock inside. “It was you.” “What?” “You, idiot.” Jang Jaewan’s expression gradually went blank. “You?” “Who else would it be?” Jang Jaewan thrust deeper with a muddy groan. As if that were the signal, semen spurted from his cock. At the semen pouring endlessly inside, Nayun’s toes curled. Filling even his guts with come— —it felt like being conquered. Twitch, twitch — the hole squeezed the cock tight. Still unsatisfied, it squirmed greedily, demanding more. Nayun’s lips trembled as he took the semen. The fluid shot into his inner walls brought him to climax. “It was me. Of course.” Jang Jaewan nuzzled Nayun’s nape, whimpering. With the languor washing over him, Nayun shuddered. Though there was no room to get closer, Jang Jaewan pressed tight, and his breath caught. His head felt scrambled; the afterglow of pleasure lingered. Exhaling, Nayun finally closed his eyes. *** There was a time when this body was his whole world. What were we like back then? Nayun overlaid his memories of those days with the present Jang Jaewan. Jang Jaewan had held the trembling Nayun beneath him on a battlefield where bullets rained, promising that he alone would protect him. —If this keeps up, we’ll both die. Leave me. —No. So don’t struggle. Jang Jaewan hadn’t taken Nayun on perilous operations. This time he’d brought him along because it was a low-risk operation. But bad intel had led them into a trap. —Your body’s like this and you’re going to protect me? The two hid in a pit dug in an abandoned base. When he touched Jang Jaewan’s black uniform, slick blood kept smearing his hand. Seeing Nayun’s face contort, Jang Jaewan put a hand to his cheek. He was soaked in blood and covered in gashes, yet his expression was pained over that one look. He couldn’t say how long they could hold out. If they kept enduring, both might get caught in a rampage. —You. You think you can’t die because you’re an esper? —I won’t die leaving you behind. He knew it was a lie to reassure him. Even an esper could hurt and die when shot. Nayun was badly exhausted too. The situation wasn’t good for guiding Jang Jaewan. It would barely be possible if he poured out all his energy, but the energy remaining in his body was showing its limits. **4. Unexpected Reunion (continued)** Even if an esper was in danger, a guide must not pour out guiding to the limit at the cost of their own life. The guide’s code of conduct taught that one must always think of one’s own safety first. Nayun had to choose. Leave Jang Jaewan behind and survive alone, or die together. Either way, death was more likely than survival. *Did I want to survive alone and leave Jang Jaewan behind?* The answer came quickly. *I can’t go leaving you behind either.* Nayun climbed on top of Jang Jaewan, seized his cheeks, and kissed him. Jaewan’s dulled reactions, born of terrible agony, were Nayun’s opening. I was reckless too. Nayun had poured every last drop of his body’s energy into guiding the nearly-rampaging Jang Jaewan, then passed out. You were reckless too. Jaewan had refused to give up on Nayun then and saved him. And now he had died and come back. Wrapping his lovemaking-weary body in the blanket, Nayun rolled onto his side. Jaewan’s face, his guiding levels replenished, had gone sleek and glossy. Seeing it, Nayun felt a surge of exasperation. “Your guiding levels were already at rock bottom before I touched you. Were you planning to die? How did you even survive all this time without guiding?” “I didn’t think that deeply about what would happen. As long as you were safe, nothing else mattered.” “If it had gone on, you would’ve rampaged within a month. You know that?” Officially their pair was severed, so his wavelength levels couldn’t be measured. But Nayun knew without needing numbers. He slid his fingers into Jang Jaewan’s hair. “Never do that again.” “Mm.” “If you’re going to die, get my permission first.” “Without you I’d die anyway.” Nayun tightened his grip on Jaewan’s hair. It must have hurt enough to tear, but Jaewan didn’t so much as furrow his brow. Nayun paused, puzzled. Jaewan, his head bowed, lifted his eyes slightly. “Doesn’t it hurt?” “Anything you do is fine.” Looking at that foolishly docile expression, Nayun lost even the strength to be angry. Keeping his grip on his hair, he stroked it smooth.
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