20XX Love Chapter 2.1 - 2. KISS

Seo Jungin put his uniform into the washing machine in the shower room, started it, and, like the other members, put on a patient gown before stepping outside.

Hwang Woohyun, closing the refrigerator door nearby, saw Seo Jungin and gave a gentle smile, handing him a water bottle he had just taken out.

His strong-featured face was marked by a particularly large, prominent nose. Deep double eyelids cast shadows over the edges of his large eyes, framed by long eyelashes. After awakening his abilities, Hwang Woohyun’s blond hair and blue eyes stood out, but his original black hair and dark eyes would have suited him just as well.

Seo Jungin couldn’t hold Hwang Woohyun’s kind, smiling gaze for long and lowered his eyes.

“Thank you.”

“Have you eaten anything?”

“Not yet…”

Hwang Woohyun’s eyes widened in surprise, and he pulled a chocolate bar from his uniform pocket, offering it to Seo Jungin.

“Eat this for now. Want me to heat up some instant noodles for you?”

Seo Jungin, caught off guard, took the chocolate bar, stumbling over his words slightly.

“Ah, no, I’ll make, I’ll make something myself.”

“You must be exhausted from guiding five people. Eat that. I’ll bring you something.”

Hwang Woohyun lightly tapped the back of Seo Jungin’s hand and turned to leave, but Seo Jungin thought he saw a brief pause, as if by instinct.

It was only for a moment, but it seemed like Hwang Woohyun glanced at Seo Jungin before opening the ward door and stepping out.

Seo Jungin went to a bed, sat down quietly, and began peeling the chocolate bar wrapper, rustling it as he took small bites.

“At the end, Seungmin hyung… he died trying to save Jungin hyung, didn’t he?”

Jo Heechan’s sudden voice made Seo Jungin feel as if the chocolate had lodged in his throat.

Jo Heechan, sitting on the bed across from him, glared sharply at Seo Jungin and spoke again.

“That Creepian, wasn’t it attacking Jungin hyung? It seemed like Seungmin hyung rushed in there.”

“Ha.”

Nam Taeyong let out a hollow laugh and retorted coldly to Jo Heechan.

“What does that matter now? Will figuring that out bring Seungmin back?”

“Guides don’t have offensive abilities. When a battle breaks out, they’re supposed to stay in the safe zone, but Jungin hyung was standing in the middle of the battlefield. Why the hell were you there?”

Seo Jungin’s eyes trembled violently.

It was true. At that moment, Seo Jungin had run out from the safe zone. But that was because…

Back then.

Choi Suhyuk had been using his abilities so intensely that even from a distance, Seo Jungin could see the toxic power radiating. His levels were exceeding the critical threshold.

Han Seungmin was already guiding Hwang Woohyun, who had accumulated toxic power, and Choi Suhyuk was surrounded by too many Creepians to make it to the safe zone. There was no way Seo Jungin could ask Han Seungmin to abandon Hwang Woohyun and run into that blood-soaked battlefield to guide Choi Suhyuk.

The only option was for Seo Jungin to run out and guide Choi Suhyuk, even if just temporarily.

Even if it meant he might die in the process. He was just a supplementary guide, so it wouldn’t matter, or so he thought.

But as a result, that judgment led to Han Seungmin’s death.

Seo Jungin, clutching the chocolate bar tightly, trembled. A wave of guilt crashed over him.

When Seo Jungin ran into the battlefield, Hwang Woohyun immediately followed to protect him. But at some point, he was surrounded by attacking Creepians and couldn’t reach Seo Jungin.

The shock in Han Seungmin’s wide eyes was directed at Seo Jungin. He had realized why Seo Jungin had run out, what he was thinking.

As a nearby Creepian’s glossy black eyes turned toward Seo Jungin, its sharp claws extended, ready to pierce him, Han Seungmin didn’t hesitate. He rushed toward Seo Jungin.

“If Jungin hyung hadn’t been standing there, Seungmin hyung…”

Clang. Clang. Clang.

An empty water bottle Nam Taeyong threw hit the floor, bouncing loudly.

“Fucking hell. Shut up, you.”

While Nam Taeyong spat curses at Jo Heechan, Choi Suhyuk picked up the empty water bottle.

“It’s because of me.”

“What?”

It was Choi Suhyuk who spoke. With a low, calm voice, he continued.

“My toxic power went over the critical threshold. Jungin ran out of the safe zone to guide me, afraid I’d turn into a monster.”

Choi Suhyuk raised his thick eyebrows sharply, glaring at Jo Heechan. His angry voice grew even lower.

“And Seungmin died because of us. We failed to protect a guide from being attacked.”

“…”

“Did you forget? Our most important duty is to protect the guide.”

After the multidimensional gates opened and Creepians, monstrous lifeforms, appeared in droves, ability awakenings surged globally. These espers, with their formidable offensive power, played a critical role in protecting humanity from Creepians. However, the more they used their abilities, the more unprocessed residual energy—toxic power—accumulated in their bodies. When toxic power exceeded the critical threshold, espers would writhe in agony and ultimately transform into monstrous lifeforms.

Even if they avoided using their abilities out of fear, toxic power slowly built up in their bodies, meaning awakened espers would gradually turn into monsters over time. In other words, awakeners were destined to become monsters eventually.

Then, individuals appeared with the ability to neutralize this toxic power. They could quickly stabilize suffering awakeners and disperse the toxic power accumulating in their bodies.

Initially, their powers were misunderstood and unmanaged, but these individuals were, in fact, guides—those who would determine humanity’s survival.

“So let’s stop this conversation.”

“…”

A heavy silence fell.

Hwang Woohyun, who had returned to the ward, joined the silence, quietly placing a steaming cup of instant noodles on the side table.

When Seo Jungin looked up and their eyes met, Hwang Woohyun mimed eating the noodles. But when Seo Jungin forced a smile in the tense atmosphere and shook his head, Hwang Woohyun gave an awkward smile in return.

“…”

Kim Yikyung broke the silence and spoke.

“If we can’t escape this isolated spacetime, Jungin’s guiding alone will be tough.”

Nam Taeyong, with a subtle expression, glanced at Seo Jungin.

“To be precise, Jungin’s contact guiding isn’t very efficient, so it’ll be hard to withstand the battles here with that.”

“…”

Silence fell again, until Jo Heechan suddenly spoke up.

“Then what about mucous membrane guiding?”

Seo Jungin’s shoulders flinched and trembled. Hwang Woohyun, noticing this from behind, quietly moved to Seo Jungin’s side and sat on the bed with him.

“Guidelines say it’s not allowed, but everyone knows. Mucous membrane guiding is more efficient.”

Hwang Woohyun responded calmly.

“Mucous membrane guiding involves sexual contact. That’s why it’s prohibited by the guidelines. Just because we’re trapped here doesn’t mean we can ignore the guidelines.”

“Ha, hyungs. I know that. But if we can’t get out of here and die like dogs, what’s the point of guidelines? If we can’t drain the toxic power properly during battle and turn into monsters, we’re all dead anyway.”

“This isn’t something we can decide. Don’t you think about how Jungin feels?”

As the atmosphere grew tense, Seo Jungin spoke softly.

“Guiding…”

Seo Jungin’s head was bowed low.

“I really want to do it well… I’m sorry my abilities are lacking.”

“Jungin, what are you saying?”

“Earlier… when you were all in pain, I couldn’t do anything, and it was so agonizing.”

Seo Jungin clutched his head with both hands.

“Back then… Suhyuk looked like he was burning alive. Heechan seemed like he’d freeze and shatter into pieces. Taeyong, hoo, huk, Taeyong really looked like he was going to turn into a monster, huk, all of you, all of you were going to turn into monsters, and I… I…”

Seo Jungin lifted his head. Tears streamed down his cheeks.

The sight of Seo Jungin’s desolate face made everyone’s hearts sink. In that moment, everyone present felt the same emotion.

“So, huk, I’ll do it, I’ll do it, if it can increase efficiency, I’ll do anything. I can’t let you all turn into monsters. I can’t let you swallow those capsules. So until we get out of here, I’ll do it. Whatever it takes, hoo, huk…”

Seeing Seo Jungin’s tearful face, Jo Heechan felt a heavy weight in his chest. He realized he had poured his sharpened emotions, caused by Han Seungmin’s death and the ward’s isolation, onto the gentle and meek Seo Jungin.

In the year they’d been a team, he had never disliked Seo Jungin. The quiet, smiling, and caring Seo Jungin was a hyung he liked.

The guilt of venting at Seo Jungin, pressuring him, and making him cry began to creep up.

Reaching that thought, he couldn’t look Seo Jungin in the eye. Because of his thoughtless, harsh words, Seo Jungin was sobbing, saying he’d do anything to keep them from freezing under toxic power, turning into monsters, or swallowing the capsules to die.

It was as good as him making Seo Jungin cry. The suffocating guilt was now layered with shame.

Choi Suhyuk, unable to bear the conversation any longer, turned his head sharply and looked out the window. The ward, trapped in a spacetime rift, showed only pitch-black darkness outside.

Hwang Woohyun watched Seo Jungin, tears streaming down his face, with a complicated expression. He pulled a few tissues and handed them to him before speaking.

“…If possible, use hand guiding after battles.”

“…”

Seo Jungin took the tissues from Hwang Woohyun with both hands, silently wiping his face, then steadied his voice and spoke.

“We don’t know when or where Creepians might appear. I’m the only guide now, and my guiding is slow. If a battle starts again with toxic power still lingering, it’ll be uncontrollable. From now on, I’ll do all mucous membrane guiding.”

Kim Yikyung stared intently at Seo Jungin, noting the resolve in his small voice, then glanced at Nam Taeyong. Nam Taeyong wore a subtle expression.

“Then… with oral mucous membranes…”

At Kim Yikyung’s words, Seo Jungin’s face and ears turned bright red, and he lowered his head, nodding.

Immediately, Nam Taeyong stood from the bed and approached Seo Jungin.

“Then, since we don’t know when a battle might start, let’s do it now. I used my abilities too much healing you all earlier, and my toxic power’s built up. My head’s been throbbing since then.”

Seeing Nam Taeyong approach Seo Jungin, Hwang Woohyun stood abruptly.

“Wait. Jungin needs to rest.”

Nam Taeyong grabbed Hwang Woohyun’s arm, yanking it sharply, and spoke right in his face.

“Isn’t the healer esper the next most important after the guide? Spare me some. Okay?”

Nam Taeyong pushed past Hwang Woohyun and plopped down beside Seo Jungin. With a sly smile aimed at the members’ varied expressions, he yanked the bed curtain shut.

Swish.

Nam Taeyong pushed Seo Jungin down onto the bed, now cozily enclosed by the curtain.

“Ut.”

With a short groan, Seo Jungin fell back. As Nam Taeyong rubbed his cheek, the already moist skin, damp with tears, clung even more to his hand.

“Why does a crying face suit you so well? Makes me want to keep making you cry.”

“Tae… up!”

Nam Taeyong’s head leaned in, and his cool lips pressed against Seo Jungin’s.

The moment their lips touched, an electric jolt flowed into Nam Taeyong. It was truly addictive. If he could, he’d want to cling to Seo Jungin all day.

Nam Taeyong gently rubbed their lips together, softly stroking Seo Jungin’s head. His other hand tenderly cupped his soft cheek. Unlike the rough sex guiding before, his movements were deliberate and careful. But when Seo Jungin’s lips parted, Nam Taeyong’s tongue invaded brazenly. The wet sounds of their kissing echoed in the ward.

“Haa, ah… up.”

“Haa, chup, hoo…”

Unlike his cool lips, Nam Taeyong’s tongue was hot. Seo Jungin felt his lower body tingle with every touch and rub of the hot tongue on his oral mucous membranes.

Just a thin curtain separating them. These wet sounds must be audible to everyone. To all the members.

Yet, an uncontrollable pleasure surged hotly from his lower abdomen.

“Mmm, ng, ha… aung.”

“Chup, haa…”

Nam Taeyong’s hand slipped under Seo Jungin’s patient gown, pulling apart the overlapping fabric to expose his chest.

“Ng… ah, Taeyong, up.”

Knowing that Seo Jungin’s arousal intensified the electric guiding, Nam Taeyong was quite satisfied with the jolting sensation pouring out now. Savoring the pleasant, euphoric pleasure, he sucked and pulled at the soft lips, stroking them gently with his tongue, as electric waveforms flowed in like waves.

“Eu, ng… haa.”

Nam Taeyong kissed and sucked from Seo Jungin’s lips to his jaw, sliding down his neck, extending his tongue to lick languidly, savoring the sweet-tasting skin to his heart’s content.

“Aah, w-wait, Taeyong, what are you…”

It was supposed to be kiss guiding. As Nam Taeyong sucked on the sensitive skin of his neck, Seo Jungin twisted his body in a daze, grabbing Nam Taeyong’s shoulders with both hands to push him away.

But Nam Taeyong seized both wrists, pinning them to the mattress, and continued kissing downward.

“Ah, aah, w-wait, wait, hrrut!”

Finally, Nam Taeyong’s lips reached Seo Jungin’s nipple, slightly erect in the ward’s cool air. His lips parted, pulling the nipple in and sucking it with the pressure of his oral mucous membranes.

“Haaat, aut, ut, stop…!”

Swish.

With the members’ low curses, the curtain was flung open. Hwang Woohyun, gripping the curtain, had a face twisted with anger.

Seo Jungin’s wrists were pinned down by Nam Taeyong’s strong hands, his patient gown wide open, exposing his upper body.

Unfazed, Nam Taeyong clung to Seo Jungin’s chest, his red tongue lapping relentlessly. He glanced at the members, lightly bit the nipple, and smirked.

“Haut!”

“Cut it out, you lunatic.”

When Hwang Woohyun grabbed Nam Taeyong’s shoulder, he immediately stood, stepping back from Seo Jungin, and laughed, waving his hands.

“Alright, alright. Woohyun’s mad. A good guy’s scary when he’s angry.”

Kim Yikyung, frowning deeply, approached Seo Jungin.

“Sorry. Are you okay?”

Seo Jungin sat up, his flushed face lowered. Through the open gown, his pale shoulders, smooth skin, and red, swollen nipples were fully exposed. Both nipples glistened, wet with Nam Taeyong’s saliva.

Kim Yikyung unknowingly swallowed hard. As he reached to close the gown, Seo Jungin’s warm, soft skin brushed his hand. The brief contact sent an electric jolt, momentarily clouding his vision.

Kim Yikyung hid the emotions flickering in his eyes behind his glasses. He hoped no one had noticed.

“Nam Taeyong. Is this guiding?”

When Choi Suhyuk shoved Nam Taeyong’s shoulder as he passed, Nam Taeyong instantly raised his wrist, flashing his watch in Choi Suhyuk’s face.

“Yeah. It’s guiding. See?”

The toxic power widget on the watch blinked blue, indicating a stable range.

“You see it. Everyone sees it.”

Nam Taeyong waved the watch in front of the members’ eyes. The sapphire bracelet he wore alongside it glimmered blue under the light.

“It’s even more efficient. Maybe better than Seungmin’s hand guiding.”

Nam Taeyong briefly thought he shouldn’t have said that last part, but regardless, he headed to his bed and flopped down.

Hwang Woohyun, still angry, glared fiercely at Nam Taeyong before briefly glancing at Seo Jungin, who was wrapped in Kim Yikyung’s arm. His clenched fists and forearms showed thick veins bulging.

Hwang Woohyun stared at Seo Jungin, then silently grabbed the swollen cup of instant noodles from the side table and stormed out of the ward.

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Seo Jungin couldn’t sleep.

It had been a long day filled with exhausting and painful events.

He wanted to forget everything and fall asleep, but his mind was too alert. He wanted to stop thinking.

Toss. Turn.

Kim Yikyung, sitting in an armchair by the ward’s entrance for night watch, had been paying attention to Seo Jungin’s bed for a while. The constant tossing and turning made it clear he couldn’t sleep.

Kim Yikyung was conflicted. Should he take him to the next room? Or just let him sleep?

The Creepians had launched a mass attack today, so there was a high chance they’d stay quiet for a day. It was a pattern they’d figured out while fighting in the isolated ward.

The Ex-Creepian hiding in the ward was a Separator with spacetime separation abilities. Instead of physical attack power, it summoned regular Creepians to attack espers. When summoning a few Creepians, it attacked unpredictably, but after summoning a large number, there was about a day’s lull.

The Separator likely needed recovery time after summoning so many Creepians. Because of this, the members slept more soundly, perhaps also due to emotional exhaustion.

Kim Yikyung recalled Seo Jungin in the bathroom, moaning dazedly under Nam Taeyong’s caresses. He also pictured Seo Jungin pinned under Nam Taeyong on the bed, moaning. The pink nipples, glistening and erect under Nam Taeyong’s flicking tongue.

Toss. Turn.

Kim Yikyung pushed up his glasses and leaned forward.

“Jungin, can’t sleep?”

At Kim Yikyung’s soft whisper, Seo Jungin sat up in bed.

“Want a cup of warm tea?”

At Kim Yikyung’s whisper, Seo Jungin smiled faintly and shook his head, whispering back.

“No, I’m fine.”

Kim Yikyung gave a warm smile. Seo Jungin hesitated before adding.

“Thank you, hyung.”

Kim Yikyung approached Seo Jungin’s bed, crouched down, and looked up at him.

“If you can’t sleep, want to talk?”

“Huh? But everyone’s sleeping…”

Kim Yikyung scanned the ward, then lowered his head slightly, letting his right hand hang down, palm open, as he focused. In an instant, Kim Yikyung, who had been sitting with one knee up, became two people. Using his cloning ability, he could replicate his own body as well.

It wasn’t the first time Seo Jungin had seen this, but it was always astonishing.

Enjoying Seo Jungin’s surprised expression, Kim Yikyung whispered.

“My clone will keep watch, so let’s go to the next room and talk.”

“Yeah, I’ll take watch. You look like you need someone to talk to, Jungin.”

Seo Jungin found it fascinating every time he saw the cloned body speak as if it were a separate individual.

In truth, Kim Yikyung was right. Seo Jungin wanted to talk to someone.

His dear friend Han Seungmin had died, he had been forced into sex guiding by Nam Taeyong, and he had declared he would perform mucous membrane guiding in this isolated situation without a main guide. His mind was a tangle of complexity and worry. Above all, the strangeness in his body was the most frightening and unsettling.

In that sense, Kim Yikyung, the team leader, was the best person to confide in.

One of Seo Jungin’s social challenges was his difficulty maintaining eye contact with attractive people, and since every team member was strikingly good-looking, it was a bit of a struggle. Kim Yikyung, however, had the advantage of wearing black horn-rimmed glasses, which softened the intimidation of his appearance.

In reality, Seo Jungin felt most comfortable with the kind Hwang Woohyun, but he was so attentive that Seo Jungin didn’t want to burden him. As a result, whenever he needed to discuss or seek advice, he had always turned to Kim Yikyung.

Kim Yikyung was someone who responded to everyone without becoming overly serious and treated everyone fairly. This attitude encouraged Seo Jungin, who didn’t want to inconvenience others, to open up.

As Kim Yikyung and Seo Jungin stepped out, the cloned Kim Yikyung whispered.

“If he can’t sleep, warm some milk for him.”

“I’ll handle it.”

Was it really functioning as two people? Or was the original controlling it, acting this way on purpose?

Seo Jungin couldn’t help but smile at their exchange.

Kim Yikyung opened the door to the adjacent ward and peered inside. They had checked it during the day and confirmed it was safe, but just in case, he carefully inspected even the bathroom.

The ward they entered was for VIPs, with far more luxurious facilities. A single king-sized bed sat in the center, its bedding plush and made of high-end brand materials. A recliner sofa stood beside the bed.

“Sit here and try to relax. I’ll make some tea.”

“Hyung, you don’t have to make tea. Sit down.”

Kim Yikyung guided the hesitating Seo Jungin to the sofa and headed to the stand bar in the corner of the ward. After filling a pot with water, he opened the cabinet to find an assortment of hand-drip coffee and herbal teas neatly arranged. It seemed the hospital had put effort into the VIP ward as a revenue source.

Moments later, Kim Yikyung placed a steaming cup of herbal tea in front of Seo Jungin and sat beside him on the sofa.

“Have you ever thought about it? Every night, everything resets to its original state, but what happens to the food and drinks we consume?”

“Huh?”

Kim Yikyung sipped his tea and began speaking quite seriously. Of course, he wasn’t aiming for a genuinely serious discussion; it was more like ice-breaking to help Seo Jungin relax.

“Clearly, the water bottle and chocolate bar I ate are refilled the next day. So what happens to what’s absorbed into my body? This herbal tea will probably be reset tomorrow. This cup will be cleared away too.”

“Hmm… since the places we stay in don’t reset, it seems like things in contact with us aren’t affected.”

“But the food and drinks I’ve already swallowed and absorbed into my body are there. The empty spots get restored, right? So if I come back and eat that food again, isn’t that a paradox in my stomach? In movies, that’s when spacetime rifts happen and the universe tears apart, but in reality, that doesn’t seem to happen.”

“Maybe it’s not actual spacetime travel, but the Separator isolating us in a specific space?”

“Well… the fact that we don’t have to clean and it gets restored is pretty nice. It’s like a hotel.”

“Haha.”

Seo Jungin let out a small laugh. The sight of steam briefly fogging and clearing on Kim Yikyung’s horn-rimmed glasses, combined with his quirky choice of topic, seemed to ease Seo Jungin’s tension. They had discussed this topic seriously among the members before, but this conversation was lighter, and Seo Jungin found it oddly enjoyable.

Smiling wide enough to show his teeth for the first time in a while, Seo Jungin glanced at Kim Yikyung’s profile. Though softened by the glasses, his nose was strikingly sharp, and his slightly thick lips were vividly defined. His bronze-toned, glossy dark brown hair, thick and neatly styled, and his clean eyebrows framed a face that was, like the others, strikingly handsome. Seo Jungin suddenly felt a bit shy.

As Seo Jungin lowered his eyes, Kim Yikyung, casually bringing the teacup to his lips, spoke nonchalantly.

“Jungin, I actually saw it.”

“Huh? Saw what…”

“You and Taeyong in the shower room.”

Seo Jungin’s expression froze, his body tensing instantly.

“I heard what you two talked about too.”

Seo Jungin’s eyes wavered, and the teacup in his hand began to tremble faintly.

“W-what…”

“You did sex guiding… with Taeyong.”

Unable to focus his confused gaze anywhere, Seo Jungin shakily set the teacup on the table.

“How much… how much did you hear?”

Kim Yikyung placed his teacup on the table as well.

“Your body…”

“…!”

“That it’s a bit different.”

Seo Jungin felt blood rushing to his face. Covering his face with both hands, he stammered out a frantic, disjointed explanation.

“When I awakened, when my abilities manifested, my body, my body suddenly changed, huk, huk, but nothing special happened. Until now, until now.”

“Jungin.”

Seo Jungin, growing increasingly agitated, spoke incoherently.

“With Taeyong, Taeyong, when Taeyong did guiding, huk, hoo, my body, my body, it got weird, huk, huk.”

“Jungin, calm down. Seo Jungin.”

“This never, huk, huk, happened before, my body got weird, it keeps, keeps getting strangely heated.”

“Seo Jungin!”

Kim Yikyung grabbed Seo Jungin’s wrists, pulling him close. Their faces were nearly touching.

“Calm down. I’m not pressuring you.”

“Eu, hoo…”

“Don’t be scared. We were all ordinary humans just a few years ago. Abilities, Creepians, all of that was stuff from movies.”

“Huk, huk.”

Tears welled up and streamed from Seo Jungin’s eyes.

“Changes in the body from awakening can happen. Don’t be scared. So don’t cry, Jungin.”

Kim Yikyung, without realizing it, pulled Seo Jungin into a tight embrace.

Burying his face in Kim Yikyung’s shoulder, Seo Jungin let out a sob, crying harder. For some reason, Kim Yikyung’s chest ached.

In truth, Kim Yikyung wasn’t someone who paid much attention to others, maintaining a polite distance and navigating social interactions smoothly. He quickly broke down barriers but didn’t form deep attachments, nor did he allow others to cross certain boundaries.

Beneath his approachable exterior, Kim Yikyung had a cunning side. When he brought Seo Jungin to this room, he was driven by curiosity about the “different” body he’d overheard about in the bathroom, along with an impulse to try sex guiding like Nam Taeyong if he could.

But despite that impulse, seeing Seo Jungin cry stirred guilt before he’d even done anything, and his chest ached as if pricked.

“Hoo, huk, but it’s really weird. Until now, huk, this never, hoo, huk.”

“What’s weird? Tell me. I’ll listen to everything.”

Seo Jungin gripped Kim Yikyung’s gown tightly with both hands, rubbing his tearful eyes against his shoulder. Kim Yikyung felt his heart sink at Seo Jungin’s actions.

“Taeyong… huk, with Taeyong, when we did that, my body, huk, got uncontrollably weird, huk.”

“How, how did it get weird…”

“Huk, it keeps, hoo, it’s like heat keeps rising in my body…”

“So… you’re saying it changed after insertion?”

Instead of answering, Seo Jungin gripped Kim Yikyung’s gown even tighter. Kim Yikyung gently stroked Seo Jungin’s back.

“After insertion… your body got weird?”

“Huk, yes, like electricity is flowing.”

“Every time Taeyong touched you… it felt like electricity?”

“Y-yes. And when I, when I get aroused, huk, it flows out of me.”

“The guiding?”

“It’s… it’s electric.”

When Kim Yikyung had adjusted Seo Jungin’s clothes earlier, the moment he touched his skin, he felt an electric guiding energy and a euphoric sensation, unlike anything he’d experienced during hand guiding with Seo Jungin.

So this change happened because Seo Jungin was aroused?

Kim Yikyung’s eyes darkened behind his glasses.

To summarize…

After awakening his guiding abilities, Seo Jungin’s body changed. According to Nam Taeyong, he had two holes below.

Until he did hand guiding, nothing unusual happened, but after sex guiding with Nam Taeyong, Seo Jungin’s body became highly sensitive, easily aroused sexually, and when aroused, his guiding energy carried an electric pleasure that flowed into espers.

Desire flickered in Kim Yikyung’s eyes.

“Want to… check it?”

Seo Jungin, sobbing into Kim Yikyung’s shoulder, flinched at his words.

“If it’s just with Taeyong… or if it’s really changed…”

Seo Jungin’s heart began to pound.

Kim Yikyung slid his hand, which had been wrapped around Seo Jungin’s back, down to encircle his waist. Though Seo Jungin was tall, his slender frame fit perfectly in Kim Yikyung’s arms. Kim Yikyung’s lower abdomen heated, stirring.

“If it happens with me too… if I touch you and you feel it, we’d know, right?”

Seo Jungin slowly lifted his head from Kim Yikyung’s shoulder.

Kim Yikyung gazed at Seo Jungin with deep, wavering brown eyes. Captivated by the intense gaze beyond his glasses, Seo Jungin couldn’t look away and met his eyes.

“Hyung…”

Kim Yikyung tilted his head, drawing closer. As Seo Jungin’s face pulled back, Kim Yikyung’s followed, and soon their lips softly met.

“Up, ng…”

The moment their mucous membranes touched, Kim Yikyung was overwhelmed by a dizzying sensation, unable to breathe. This was a first. Was this guiding?

It was unlike any guiding he’d ever felt. From the moment of contact, it surged in, pushing out the toxic power in his body and filling the space with an ethereal force.

Kim Yikyung gently rubbed their lips, pressing closer, sandwiching Seo Jungin’s lips between his. As Seo Jungin’s mouth opened in the tight kiss, Kim Yikyung let out a deep breath and slid his tongue inside.

“Haaa…”

“Ha, eung, ng…”

Kim Yikyung, completely intoxicated by the euphoric sensation, tightly wrapped his arms around Seo Jungin’s waist. Seo Jungin’s chest, covered by the gown, pressed closely against Kim Yikyung.

Kim Yikyung licked and savored every corner of Seo Jungin’s moist oral mucous membranes. It tasted unbelievably sweet. Every part clung to his tongue.

“Ng, eung…”

Hearing Seo Jungin’s dazed moans, Kim Yikyung gently pulled Seo Jungin’s retreating tongue into his mouth, sucking it with pressure and rubbing it with his own.

“Hrrung!”

“Eu…!”

At that moment, the guiding waveform from their touching mucous membranes turned electric, like a jolt. It shot straight to Kim Yikyung’s frontal lobe, nearly making him lose consciousness.

Ah. This was the sensation he meant when aroused.

“Eung, haa, up.”

“Hoo, chup, hrru…”

Kim Yikyung’s breathing quickened as he frantically sucked Seo Jungin’s tongue. Each time he sucked with pressure, the waveform grew more intensely electric.

Kim Yikyung wrapped his arms around Seo Jungin’s waist and nape, pushing him down onto the sofa. As their lips briefly parted, Seo Jungin’s breathing was also rapid.

“Haa, haa, hyung, Yikyung hyung, haa.”

“Haa, I felt it too, Jungin, that electric jolt.”

Kim Yikyung’s lips moved to Seo Jungin’s ear, whispering in a low, trembling voice with quick breaths.

“Haa… did it feel good when I sucked your tongue?”

“Haut.”

Kim Yikyung extended his long tongue, licking Seo Jungin’s earlobe, pulling it in, rubbing it with his lips, licking it several times, and grazing it with his teeth.

“Ha, at, at, at.”

“Haa, haa, you like having your earlobe sucked. It’s so electric.”

“Ah, hrru…”

Each time he sucked and nibbled the earlobe, the electric sensation flowed through Kim Yikyung’s hands touching Seo Jungin. Was it this intense just from touching his body? What would it feel like to connect inside?

Kim Yikyung’s groin ached painfully. He knew he shouldn’t rush and scare him, but he was too impatient to control himself. The urge to thrust inside, especially into the new hole from his awakening, surged.

Barely suppressing the impulse, Kim Yikyung pulled open the gown. The pink nipples Nam Taeyong had licked were pitifully exposed. Nestled in flawless, smooth white skin, they stirred a sadistic urge to torment them.

Kim Yikyung tossed his glasses onto the table. When his hand lightly brushed the soft nipple, Seo Jungin’s body flinched.

“At, hyung, ung…!”

“It’s probably even more sensitive here. What if I lick it? Would it feel even better? More than now?”

Without waiting for an answer, Kim Yikyung extended his long tongue, slowly licking the nipple from the base.

“Euaa, at!”

As the tongue tip flicked upward, the nipple was already erect. The moment it swelled, a shuddering guiding waveform surged from Seo Jungin into Kim Yikyung. It was unbearable.

“Haa, haa, haa.”

“Hyung, hyung, at, at.”

Kim Yikyung, utterly entranced, rapidly licked Seo Jungin’s nipple with his long tongue. The other nipple, untouched by his tongue, was frantically rubbed by Kim Yikyung’s long fingers.

“Haa, chup, chok, ha… your nipple’s hard.”

“At, aut, ng, at.”

The nipple sucked into Kim Yikyung’s mouth grew sharper with each pressured suck. Satisfied with its firmness, Kim Yikyung moved to the other nipple, licking it eagerly. The nipple released from his lips was tormented again by his fingers.

“Ng, ut, hyung, too much, ut.”

“Too much, haa, feels good? Jungin?”

“Haa, no, no.”

“No? I can feel it all.”

“Huk, hyung, stop, stop, eung.”

“It’s getting, chup, more electric, haa, and you say stop.”

Kim Yikyung’s desire was already uncontrollably soaring. Even in his dazed state, a final warning sounded somewhere in his mind. This was abnormal. Something about touching Seo Jungin’s body made him lose control. If this continued, he’d do something unthinkable.

But he ignored the warning. He wanted to ignore it.

He wanted to do that unthinkable thing.

Kim Yikyung’s hands were untying the gown’s waist string. Seo Jungin resisted slightly, but it did nothing to quell Kim Yikyung’s impulse. It only made him more frantic.

With a few movements, the string came undone, and the gown fell open, revealing the lushly sucked nipples, Seo Jungin’s trembling, slender white body, and his penis, straining against the underwear, wetting the fabric at the tip.

“Hrru, hyung, ah, no.”

“Haa, haa, too sexy, haa.”

Kim Yikyung felt like cursing.

Weird? The weird one wasn’t Seo Jungin—it was Kim Yikyung himself.

In all the time he’d spent with Seo Jungin, he’d never felt this impulse. No, he’d never felt this uncontrollable urge with anyone.

Barely restraining the urge to spread those lewd legs and thrust his penis inside, Kim Yikyung grasped Seo Jungin’s penis through the underwear.

“Wait, hyung, ng…”

The penis in his hand was fully erect. A tingling sensation flowed through the thin fabric. Kim Yikyung tried to regain composure, but unable to control himself, he roughly pulled off Seo Jungin’s underwear.

“Aat!”

“Haaa… Jungin…”

Above a smooth, hairless white mound, Seo Jungin’s penis stood erect. The base and scrotum were a deep pink, the shaft pale, and the tip a soft pink. Even setting aside the lack of pubic hair, could a penis be this unrealistically beautiful in color? Did this… make sense…?

Seo Jungin covered his face with both arms. The shame of being seen in such an embarrassing state by Kim Yikyung, following Nam Taeyong, came rushing in. Yet, his intensely aroused body harbored a secret anticipation that couldn’t reject Kim Yikyung, and this dilemma tormented Seo Jungin.

Part of him hoped Kim Yikyung would stop here, while another part longed for Kim Yikyung to lose control to his desire and ravenously suck his penis.

And Kim Yikyung did exactly that. Just as Seo Jungin’s true desires wished.

“Ah, aah…! Haa! At!”

“Chup, chup, chok, ha, haa, Jungin, Jungin.”

Kim Yikyung’s usual rational demeanor was nowhere to be found. He gripped the base and scrotum of Seo Jungin’s penis, taking the shaft and glans into his mouth, sucking and biting as if crushing it with his lips. With each suck, electric, jolting waveforms surged like waves. Kim Yikyung seemed to have almost completely lost control.

“Haa, at, haat, hak…!”

Seo Jungin clutched the sofa, scratching it with his nails and shaking his head side to side. The stimulation was too intense. Seo Jungin had no tolerance for such powerful sensations.

The moment Kim Yikyung sucked the penis even harder, as if kneading it, Seo Jungin ejaculated into his mouth.

“Aaaat! At! Aah! Ah…!”

“Uk!”

As Seo Jungin climaxed, Kim Yikyung shuddered with the electrifying thrill and intense euphoria racing through his brainstem, sucking the penis in his mouth as if wringing out every last drop.

“Ah, aah… no, don’t…”

Kim Yikyung swallowed the semen in his mouth, then, breathing heavily between Seo Jungin’s legs, looked at his face.

“Ha, haa, ha, haa.”

“No. Don’t…”

Without the cover of his glasses, Kim Yikyung’s bare face revealed sharply defined, single-lidded eyes and a ruggedly masculine appearance. As that face panted like a beast, staring as if to devour him, Seo Jungin’s lower abdomen churned with heat.

“Ah, haa, no, don’t, hyung.”

“What’s, haa, always, not allowed, haa.”

“That, that stuff, why did you swallow it. Huk, spit it out. Go, hoo, throw it up.”

Kim Yikyung raised the corner of his mouth in a smirk, locking eyes with Seo Jungin, who was looking down, and opened his mouth wide to take the still-hard penis, sucking it upward with his lips.

“Hrrut!”

Kim Yikyung, never breaking eye contact with Seo Jungin, extended his wet tongue and lewdly licked the penis. As the penis was enveloped and swayed by the slick tongue, Seo Jungin let out a scream-like moan.

“Ha, don’t, haut, hrrut.”

“It’s… sweet. It’s absurdly sweet.”

“No, no, don’t do that, that… haak!”

Kim Yikyung, positioned between Seo Jungin’s legs, grabbed his white, firm thighs and pushed them upward.

“Ah, ah, don’t…”

It was finally time to see the second hole said to have formed after his awakening. Kim Yikyung gazed darkly at the exposed genitalia.

“Ha, haha, ah, haha, this is unreal. Haa, haa.”

Below Seo Jungin’s scrotum, where the skin should have been slightly thick and smooth, a supple, pale pink flesh parted with a small slit in the center. Unlike a proper penis, it was as if the perineum had split, forming a tiny hole with thin, wing-like folds protruding. It looked immature, but it seemed fully functional, as glistening, slippery fluid oozed out, coating the area.

“Don’t! Don’t, don’t, don’t look, hyung, don’t look.”

“Haa, haa, does this make sense? Why is even this part so pretty…”

Seo Jungin’s hands reached down, his reddened fingertips frantically trying to cover the hole.

“You can’t look. Don’t look. Don’t. Haut!”

Kim Yikyung kissed the fumbling fingers, licked some, and sucked others into his mouth. Everything about Seo Jungin was impossibly beautiful.

“Haa, your fingers… are sweet too…”

Even these shy fingers were maddeningly beautiful. This didn’t make sense, it was beyond comprehension, he couldn’t understand why or how, and until just moments ago, he hadn’t been this uncontrollably emotional.

Kim Yikyung couldn’t help himself. His heart pounded. His thoughts and past began to distort. He wanted to strip Seo Jungin from head to toe and lick, suck, and knead him all day.

No, that wasn’t enough. He wanted to cling to every sensitive part of Seo Jungin with countless tongues licking, countless hands kneading, countless lips sucking. He wanted to thrust countless penises into every hole on his body. He wanted to pound relentlessly until Seo Jungin screamed, sobbed, and was drenched in tears, pouring semen from every penis onto his white body all at once.

“Hyung, please, huk, please, hyung…”

Seo Jungin’s plea snapped Kim Yikyung out of his surreal, irrational fantasy.

Was it a plea to make the fantasy reality?

His thoughts continued to distort.

Kim Yikyung, with fully dilated eyes, looked at the glistening, inviting slit between Seo Jungin’s white, reddened fingertips, then extended his tongue, wetly licking the wing-like folds along with the fingers.

“Hrrung!”

“Hoo…”

An electric sensation overflowed. Seo Jungin’s fingers tensed and fumbled, but Kim Yikyung wanted to taste more. He licked between the fingers with his long tongue, pushing it into the slit and probing the hidden hole within the pink flesh.

“Ah… at, at, at.”

“Hoo, haa, chup, chup, ha…”

The unbearably sweet, viscous fluid wrapped around the tip of his tongue, sticking to Seo Jungin’s fingers. Kim Yikyung finally grabbed both of Seo Jungin’s wrists tightly and tossed them aside.

With no obstructions, he spread the genitalia wide, revealing the parted flesh below the taut scrotum, exposing the vivid mucous membrane. Kim Yikyung wasted no time, filling his tongue with the slick membrane.

“Haaaa!”

“Chup, huk! Haa! Fuck…!”

Kim Yikyung’s eyes seemed to roll back as he spat a curse and abruptly stood.

With neither composure nor reason left, his frantic hands tore off his gown and pulled out the massively erect penis from his underwear.

Kim Yikyung’s penis was as sharply defined as his appearance. Darker than his skin tone, it extended thickly from the base, thickest at the shaft’s center, tapering upward to a broad, heavy glans. The bulging veins and taut tendons were vivid and powerful.

Kim Yikyung, like a reckless brute, gripped the base of his penis, squeezing and releasing it rapidly several times. As blood pumped, the veins swelled, making it menacing.

In that state, Kim Yikyung thrust his penis into Seo Jungin’s slick mucous membrane in one swift motion.

Thrust.

“Haaak!”

Seo Jungin’s white feet, lifted in the air, curled at the pink-tipped toes.

“Krruk! Hrru, eu…”

Kim Yikyung nearly lost consciousness in the euphoric moment of penetration. The mucous membrane fully enveloped his penis, sending waves of electric guiding surging through him. Lost in the euphoria, he stood still until some primal instinct drove him to move his hips, thrusting fiercely.

Thrust. Thrust. Thud.

“Haak! Haak, haaa, hak!”

“Huk, krru, huk, huk.”

Kim Yikyung’s thick penis moved too quickly in and out of the hole. Each time the slick, fluid-coated penis slid in and out, the liquid smeared messily onto the thighs.

This wasn’t driven by thought. This instinct didn’t even feel like a physical sensation. The act of joining and chasing pleasure was unlike anything he’d experienced before.

The ecstasy pouring from the point of union, swirling through Kim Yikyung’s body, was a pleasure he swore he’d never felt before.

“Hahuk! Yikyung, hyung, hahuk! Hak!”

“Huk, huk, haa, haa.”

Kim Yikyung mercilessly pounded his thick, rock-hard penis into Seo Jungin’s small slit. The tiny hole, overflowing with lubricant, stretched to accommodate the massive, rigid, and ruthless penis, swallowing it unbelievably well.

“Haaa, haaa, aah, hyung!”

“So much, haa, fluid, coming out, Jungin.”

Kim Yikyung grabbed Seo Jungin’s thighs with both hands, pressing them down, straightening his hips, and thrusting downward like a stamp.

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

“Haak, hak, a bit, just, slow, slow, hak, hak.”

“Your, body, now, eut, is like it’s filled, with electricity, ha, haa.”

Seo Jungin couldn’t think. His entire body screamed with pleasure as the inner walls were scraped inside and out. The different length and shape compared to Nam Taeyong, hitting at different angles, evoked a chilling, eerie pleasure.

To feel so lewdly just from being pounded like this, to have become such a body.

“Huk, hoo, ah, aat, hyung, what are you, haak…!”

As Kim Yikyung thrust repeatedly into the hole, he found Seo Jungin’s swollen, drenched clitoris and began rapidly rubbing it with his thumb.

“Aah! Haak, aah!”

“Haa, fuck, haa, I’m going crazy, from you, too much, hrrut.”

“At, at, stop, aat.”

As the inner walls were roughly scraped and the erect clitoris was unbearably rubbed, Seo Jungin, lost in a state of unknowing, felt a hot sensation surge deep inside, and suddenly, fluid gushed from somewhere near the clitoris.

“Haaa! Aah…! Aah…!”

“Krruk, wait, Jungin, wait, krruk…!”

With a massive climax, Seo Jungin arched his hips sharply, releasing clear Skene’s gland fluid. Simultaneously, a chilling whirlwind of pleasure poured into Kim Yikyung.

“Kuk, kr, eu… eu…”

Kim Yikyung, head thrown back, fully felt Seo Jungin’s climactic pleasure. It was as if he himself had reached climax. His eyes nearly rolled back.

Forgetting to thrust, Kim Yikyung twitched as if electrocuted by the current-like guiding surging through him. As the electrifying waveform swirled and stretched through his peripheral nerves, his vision finally returned, and he regained his senses.

Lowering his gaze, he saw the clear fluid Seo Jungin had released, soaking their bodies, the gown, and the leather sofa.

“Ha… Seo Jungin. Did you just squirt?”

“Haa, ha, haa.”

Seo Jungin, still intoxicated by pleasure, lay limp, panting.

“Getting fucked by me and having your clit rubbed felt that good?”

“Hrru, eu…”

It was an insane sensation, not even from ejaculatory climax.

Ha. To release something like this. It’s driving me mad. He did this with Nam Taeyong too.

He showed all of this to Nam Taeyong too.

A vague displeasure surged in Kim Yikyung, gripping him with violent, sadistic impulses.

Already inclined toward unconventional sexual tastes and endowed with abilities, Kim Yikyung now had an absurd body before him. One that had its first taken by Nam Taeyong.

Kim Yikyung’s eyes, steeped in Seo Jungin’s guiding, drowned in frenzied lust.

It was time to do something unthinkable.

Without much thought, Kim Yikyung pulled his penis from Seo Jungin’s body. The thick penis, coated in mucus, was stroked by a large hand channeling his ability.

Moments later, Kim Yikyung, rubbing his fluid-slick, rigid penis, approached Seo Jungin.

“Jungin, can you hear me?”

“…Eung.”

Kim Yikyung lifted the still-dazed Seo Jungin. His gown, soaked with his own fluid even down his back, was drenched.

Kim Yikyung stripped off Seo Jungin’s gown entirely, tossing it aside, and carried him to the nearby bed.

Laid on the comfortable bed, Seo Jungin’s vision slowly cleared, focusing on Kim Yikyung.

“Ha, ah, Yikyung, hyung…”

“Jungin, haa… you’re too beautiful. Even your new hole…”

“Hyung…”

“I told you, don’t be scared.”

Seo Jungin looked up at Kim Yikyung’s strangely unfocused, gleaming eyes.

“I’ll fill them all. Your holes. Only I can do this.”

“…?”

Kim Yikyung positioned himself between Seo Jungin’s legs and shook his head. Sweat droplets splashed onto Seo Jungin’s thighs.

“If you have two holes, shouldn’t you have two penises to fit perfectly?”

“…!”

Seo Jungin’s confused eyes darted to Kim Yikyung’s groin, his pupils shaking uncontrollably in shock.

Through the open gown, Kim Yikyung’s chiseled abs were exposed, and below his thick pubic hair, he gripped and stroked a thick, erect penis.

Seo Jungin doubted his eyes.

Below the penis Kim Yikyung was rubbing and stroking up to the glans, another thick, rigid penis was twitching.

“Aah… ah…”

Seo Jungin was thrown into panic by the unimaginable sight.

Moments later, Kim Yikyung’s hand grasped the second penis, stroking and rubbing it similarly.

In other words, Kim Yikyung had cloned a second penis in the perfect position for penetrating Seo Jungin.

“Ha, no way. Don’t, hyung, I can’t…”

“Don’t be scared. It’ll feel good.”

Kim Yikyung, steeped in lust, seduced Seo Jungin with a low, rasping voice.

“Even just fucking one hole, haa… you loved it when your Skene’s gland burst.”

“Hrrut.”

Kim Yikyung loomed over Seo Jungin, casting a shadow, rubbing both penis heads against his smooth, white mound, panting and whispering in his ear.

“Haa, I’ll pound both holes at once, ha, and cum in them at the same time.”

“Hrung.”

“I’ll smear it all over your vaginal and anal walls, haa, filling you until your stomach bursts. Okay?”

“Hyung, hyung, haa.”

Each time Kim Yikyung whispered lewd words, the tips of his penises, touching Seo Jungin’s skin, sent electric jolts, making him pant even harder.

“Haa, I can’t hold back anymore, I want to cum inside you, huk, huk, I want to pound you now. Fill both holes completely.”

Seo Jungin’s head spun at Kim Yikyung’s frenzied, panting whispers. But he couldn’t let such an unthinkable act happen. It felt like he’d never return to normal if it did.

As Kim Yikyung impatiently rose, Seo Jungin felt him aligning the tips of both penises with his two openings.

“Ah, don’t…!”

Seo Jungin instinctively recoiled, trying to escape.

As the sweet-scented body slipped from his grasp, a violent impulse surged in Kim Yikyung.

“Where are you going!”

Baring his teeth, Kim Yikyung grabbed Seo Jungin’s pelvis, yanking it forcefully and thrusting his hips upward.

Thud.

“Hoo, aaaa!”

Seo Jungin’s head fell back, eyes squeezed shut, as he let out a scream-like moan. Kim Yikyung, gripped by the chilling waveform of guiding and an insane, violent lust, continued thrusting relentlessly.

Thud. Thud. Thrust. Thrust.

The rigid penises plunged into the slick holes, splashing fluid everywhere. With only a thin membrane between them, the two hard penises pounded simultaneously, stretching Seo Jungin’s body to its limit. Not alternating but entering and exiting together, they scraped his inner walls all at once, driving pleasure to the edge.

“Hak, hak, haa, ak.”

“Huk, huk, Jungin, hrruk, crazy, fuck, huk, huk.”

The irrational, abnormal, and unethical act sent electrifying pleasure swirling from Seo Jungin into Kim Yikyung. It was as if electrodes were attached to his body, torturing him with electricity.

Unable to open his eyes, close his mouth, or speak, Seo Jungin clutched the sheets, sliding uncontrollably upward on the bed.

Each time he slid up, Kim Yikyung grabbed his pelvis, yanking it down roughly and thrusting upward again.

“Auu! Ah! Uaa! Hrru.”

Saliva dribbled from Seo Jungin’s mouth. Lost in a trance, he flailed his hands, scratching and pinching Kim Yikyung’s shoulders, chest, or arms. His eyes opened and closed, seeing nothing.

Kim Yikyung grabbed both of Seo Jungin’s wrists with one hand, pulling them, and violently thrust his hips.

Seo Jungin’s penis stood erect, twitching and splattering precum everywhere.

Kim Yikyung lowered his gaze, watching the white penis sway and spray precum, growing even more aroused and pouring out lewd words.

“Ha, haa! Jungin, cumming from your dick, your pussy, squirting, haha! And you still have more to cum?”

“Hut, hut, eut! Hraaaa…!”

Seo Jungin’s penis was grabbed and pulled, and the thrusting below grew even more ferocious.

Kim Yikyung gripped Seo Jungin’s wrists with one hand and his penis with the other, yanking them in opposite directions while pounding his penises inside.

Thrust. Thud. Thud. Thud.

“Aah, aaaa!”

Seo Jungin’s head thrashed, his hips arched sharply upward, and the penis in Kim Yikyung’s hand stood even more rigidly.

“Not yet!”