20XX Love Chapter 2.2 - 2. KISS

Kim Yikyung bared his teeth, consumed by sadistic pleasure, and used his ability while pressing and rubbing the tip of Seo Jungin’s urethra with the thumb of the hand gripping his penis.

Seo Jungin’s skin was cloned, sealing the urethra shut.

It was a simple and minor ability, but Seo Jungin, unaware of this, arched his hips, struggling to ejaculate. However, the blocked penis trembled and swelled with blood, unable to release even a drop of semen.

“Aah! Aaaa! Hrru, eu…”

“Haa, haha, want to cum? Not yet, Seo Jungin.”

Kim Yikyung thrillingly looked down at Seo Jungin, writhing in torment as he couldn’t release the swirling ecstasy in his lower abdomen. He pulled out both penises, lifted Seo Jungin’s body, and flipped him over to lie face down, as if tossing him.

Seo Jungin, trembling, instinctively tried to crawl away. Kim Yikyung stripped off the gown and underwear still clinging to his body, throwing them aside, and dragged Seo Jungin’s body back.

“Ah!”

Sliding his hand under Seo Jungin’s slender waist, Kim Yikyung pulled him up sharply, raising his hips high, exposing both holes clearly. The slippery fluid he had released coated his buttocks messily. Kim Yikyung raised his large palm and slapped the glistening white buttocks, making a sharp sound.

“Hrrut!”

The slap caused fluid to gush out, dripping down his thighs. Kim Yikyung grinned widely and thrust fingers into both holes simultaneously.

“Aeung, hrru.”

The buttocks, quickly marked with red handprints, flinched each time the fingers moved in and out.

Kim Yikyung unconsciously licked his lips repeatedly, panting, as he inserted and withdrew his fingers.

“Euaa, eung…”

As the thick fingers probed the holes and jabbed at the inner walls, the stimulation through the thin membrane was too much for Seo Jungin. Unable to endure, he brought his hand to his groin, gripping and stroking his penis.

“Ah, aah, haa.”

Seo Jungin’s white body, drenched in sweat and tingling all over, was masturbating under Kim Yikyung’s gaze as his holes were toyed with.

Kim Yikyung felt an electrifying thrill.

“Haa, what are you doing, Jungin? Huh?”

“Eung… it won’t come out, why, why, hut.”

“Want to cum? Huh? Want to cum now?”

“Hrruk, huk, I want to cum, eut, why, why.”

Seo Jungin, unaware of what he was saying, gripped and stroked his penis, tormented by his inability to ejaculate. At that moment, Seo Jungin’s masturbating hand was suddenly grabbed by Kim Yikyung’s.

Kim Yikyung clasped Seo Jungin’s hand with his large one, stroking the penis together, and whispered darkly in his ear.

“Hrru, I blocked the tip, ha… you can’t cum.”

“Huk, eut, why, why.”

Kim Yikyung chuckled darkly in his ear, panting, and whispered.

“Until I cum, you keep gripping and stroking. Haa, got it?”

Seo Jungin, his consciousness scattered, frantically nodded while gripping and stroking his penis in Kim Yikyung’s hand.

“If you let go of this hand even for a moment, hoo… I’ll make sure you can never cum again, got it?”

Seo Jungin nodded again. He nodded frantically, not comprehending the words.

“I’ll pound you until both holes overflow, haa, haa, and then we’ll cum together. Huh? Understand?”

As Seo Jungin nodded convulsively, Kim Yikyung thrust his long tongue into his ear, rubbing inside, then abruptly stood.

Pulling his fingers from Seo Jungin’s body, Kim Yikyung spread both buttocks wide and roughly thrust both rigid penises into the two holes.

“Hraaaak!”

“Krruu…!”

It was like starting anew. As if beginning fresh, Kim Yikyung started pounding his hips. The wet, slapping sounds echoed through the ward, and slippery fluid splashed everywhere.

Slap. Slap. Thrust. Thrust.

“Aak! Haak, hak, hak.”

“Huk, huk, haa, huk.”

Seo Jungin was rocked back and forth wildly. Saliva dripped from his open mouth. Tears seeped from his unfocused eyes, streaming wetly down his cheeks.

His entire abdomen felt full, his internal organs mercilessly pushed. It was as if the penises were thrusting up to his throat. It felt like two massive clubs were pounding him simultaneously from below.

Seo Jungin reached back, fumbling, and tightly gripped Kim Yikyung’s thick wrists, which firmly held his buttocks. His other hand clutched the bedsheet, bracing against the force pushing him upward, panting heavily.

Immediately, Kim Yikyung’s angry voice came crashing down.

“What did I say would happen if you let go of your dick, Seo Jungin? Huh?”

“Hrrung! Eu, ut! No, don’t.”

As if to punish him, Kim Yikyung dragged Seo Jungin’s body to the edge of the bed and stepped down to the floor.

“Aah, no, don’t, stop, stop…!”

Seeing Seo Jungin shaking his head and crying in a trance, Kim Yikyung grew even more aroused. He grabbed one of Seo Jungin’s thighs, lifting it sharply as if tearing it upward, and held it firmly.

“Grab it, Seo Jungin, grab your dick and stroke it!”

“Hrrung, hyung, eung, waa, waa.”

Unable to endure, Seo Jungin sobbed loudly while gripping and stroking his penis. With his left leg raised in the air, he was jerking off in his hand. Seeing this dizzying scene, Kim Yikyung felt his frontal lobe, already steeped in electrifying guiding, burn and fuse.

Thud.

“Hrrung…!”

“Huk!”

Kim Yikyung’s eyes rolled back, and he began violently thrusting into the taut junction with Seo Jungin.

Thud, thud, thud, thud.

“Hraang! Aat! At! At!”

Pounding insanely fast and hard, Seo Jungin thrashed his head, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.

“Krruk, krruu, krruk.”

As Kim Yikyung thrust deeper from a side angle, the uneven inner walls and deep colon stretched simultaneously, a storm of electrifying pleasure crashing over both of them.

“Haaak! No, don’t, no, at!”

“Hrruk! Kuk! Krruu, fuck, fu…ck…”

Sensing the brink of losing rational control, Kim Yikyung grabbed Seo Jungin’s penis along with his hand and rubbed the urethra tip firmly.

The cloned skin blocking Seo Jungin’s urethra was released, and the pent-up precum began gushing out. Seo Jungin was on the verge of ejaculation.

Kim Yikyung felt his head might explode from the overwhelming pleasure.

“I’m cumming, gonna cum, now, now, inside you, loads!”

“Aah! Ah! Aah! Aaaa…!”

At Kim Yikyung’s rough, panting announcement of ejaculation, an unbearable climax surged in Seo Jungin. He vigorously stroked his penis, mixing clear prostate fluid with cloudy semen, powerfully shooting into the air. Simultaneously, Kim Yikyung began gushing into Seo Jungin’s new organ and colon with forceful thrusts.

“Hrruu…!……!……!……!”

“Krr…! Eu…!……!……!”

Kim Yikyung, drenched in sweat as if soaked in water, pressed both penises tightly into Seo Jungin’s body, shuddering endlessly.

The guiding was so euphoric it was almost terrifying, flooding Kim Yikyung’s body. Swept away by the waveform, he felt his very existence might dissolve. His consciousness teetered precariously at the edge.

At that edge, Kim Yikyung, with the whites of his eyes showing, barely recalled.

This gentle, shy C-rank guide Seo Jungin’s sex guiding was undoubtedly SS-rank.

“Hrruu.”

“…….”

Kim Yikyung’s hand slowly released Seo Jungin’s thigh. Without either taking the lead, they collapsed together onto the bed in a tangled heap.

The sheets were soaked and stained with various fluids. Kim Yikyung, holding Seo Jungin, rolled once to a cleaner part of the wide bed, still catching his rough breath.

“Haa, haa, ha.”

“…….”

As the overwhelming pleasure of ejaculation and the electrifying guiding subsided, Kim Yikyung’s rationality gradually returned.

He had intended to control his body and senses, engaging in sex guiding with Seo Jungin leisurely.

But when did it start? From the moment he felt that electric jolt from Seo Jungin?

He was certainly in control until he licked the nipples. But once he inserted his tongue into the slit and licked the mucous membrane, he couldn’t hold back. It was from when the guiding waveform became intense.

That didn’t mean Kim Yikyung became someone else or suddenly went mad. He vividly remembered every moment and decision of attacking Seo Jungin. Every sensation was crystal clear.

To explain it, perhaps the desire he had always suppressed had come alive and run wild. The lust he had restrained with reason, considering the other person, had gushed out and poured onto Seo Jungin.

“Haa… Kim Yikyung.”

Kim Yikyung covered his eyes and forehead with his palm.

It was a violent sex act that completely failed at pacing. Seo Jungin’s body must be a mess.

Kim Yikyung swept back his sweat-soaked hair and slightly sat up to look at Seo Jungin.

Seo Jungin was quiet, having fallen asleep from exhaustion. Soft, steady breathing sounds came from him. His mouth was slightly open, making small breaths, his eyes closed in a daze.

Kim Yikyung gazed at Seo Jungin’s face for a long time.

He had never thought of him as a sex partner in this way. Not even 24 hours ago.

Light brown, thin hair, clean white skin, and a small face. Subtle double eyelids. A nose not particularly high but well-shaped. Thin, soft lips. Plump earlobes with reddish tips.

Kim Yikyung’s heart raced.

‘Why does he look so beautiful?’

The innocent and gentle Seo Jungin wasn’t a striking beauty, nor did he have sharply defined features. If anything, his impression was somewhat vague, the type hard to spot in a crowd. His introverted, quiet personality added to that impression.

Yet Kim Yikyung couldn’t tear his eyes away, driving him to distraction. For someone like Kim Yikyung, who didn’t form deep attachments, this was an unfamiliar emotion.

Was this… because of the guiding?

Guiding.

Right. Kim Yikyung had just received sex guiding from Seo Jungin.

Now that he thought about it, his body felt incredibly light. It was as if he could flap his arms and fly. Even with guiding, toxic power couldn’t be fully removed, and he was used to the layered accumulation of residual toxic power. This featherlight condition was utterly unfamiliar.

Kim Yikyung raised his wrist to check his watch.

「Toxic Power Level 2%」

“2?”

Kim Yikyung widened his eyes and checked the watch again. It still read the same.

“Ha, insane. No way. Is this real?”

[It’s highly efficient. Maybe even better than Seungmin’s hand guiding.]

Kim Yikyung recalled Nam Taeyong’s words.

Right. Nam Taeyong, who had done sex guiding, felt it too. Nam Taeyong was on the verge of transformation, full of toxic power. In that state, he must have felt the guiding was on a different level the moment he penetrated Seo Jungin.

Pouring in stormy pleasure, flushing out all toxic power, and leaving the esper’s body as light as a feather afterward—there wouldn’t be anyone who wouldn’t fall for Seo Jungin after SS-rank sex like this. Would any esper reject such a Seo Jungin?

“Haha, Seo Jungin.”

Seo Jungin was asleep with an innocent face.

Such an innocent face. Cumming in every hole, electrocuting people with jolting guiding.

Kim Yikyung stared at Seo Jungin for a while longer, then extended his hand to the side of the bed, focusing his ability. Instantly, another Kim Yikyung appeared beside him. Having cloned himself naked, the clone was naked too.

The cloned Kim Yikyung spoke.

“You’re not going to do it again, are you?”

“I’d like to, haha. But I’m going to clean him up.”

The cloned Kim Yikyung examined Seo Jungin’s body closely and muttered softly.

“He’s a mess. You should’ve gone easier…”

“It… I couldn’t control it.”

“It was like that. It was maddening.”

Kim Yikyung lifted Seo Jungin. The cloned Kim Yikyung followed behind as the original walked ahead.

The VIP ward’s bathroom had no bathtub but a spacious shower booth.

Kim Yikyung, holding Seo Jungin like a princess, carefully set him down and passed him to the cloned Kim Yikyung, who slid his hands under Seo Jungin’s armpits, pulling him close to support him.

Seo Jungin’s head lolled to the side. He was still unconscious.

Kim Yikyung stood behind Seo Jungin and turned on the warm water. Water from the waterfall faucet poured over them.

Seo Jungin, completely limp and unconscious, didn’t react to the water, which hit Kim Yikyung’s body first, weakening before reaching him.

The clone Kim Yikyung gazed languidly at the white, naked body quickly soaking wet.

Having fully indulged and savored the body, he knew how intensely it had climaxed. The pleasure Seo Jungin felt was transmitted through the guiding. With those sensations still vivid, the cloned Kim Yikyung, holding the wet Seo Jungin, felt desire rising again.

Seeing the clone start to pant slightly, the original Kim Yikyung smirked and slid his fingers into Seo Jungin’s genitalia. As his fingers penetrated the soft, wet flesh, the inner mucous membrane flinched and contracted.

“Ha…”

“Ah…”

Both Kim Yikyungs let out moans simultaneously. The moment Kim Yikyung’s fingers touched Seo Jungin’s mucous membrane, a dizzying sensation flooded in, transmitted to the clone as well.

Kim Yikyung lowered his eyes and gently stroked the inner walls with two fingers bent inside Seo Jungin’s body, drawing out the semen he had released.

Shaaa.

The water from the faucet splashed against Kim Yikyung’s back, scattering onto Seo Jungin’s white body.

The thick semen packed inside Seo Jungin’s abdomen, once coaxed out, lost its viscosity and flowed down the insides of his thighs.

The cloned Kim Yikyung stared, entranced, at the taut skin repelling water droplets and the cloudy semen streaming between his legs.

Chidek. Chidek.

The fingers inside Seo Jungin’s body made wet sounds as they subtly moved back and forth. As Kim Yikyung moved rhythmically, the three of them—Seo Jungin, the clone holding him, and Kim Yikyung—swayed in a lascivious manner.

After sufficiently drawing out the semen from Seo Jungin’s front hole, Kim Yikyung moved to the back. The inside was warm, wet, and tightly enclosed by swollen flesh, very narrow.

Kim Yikyung inserted and withdrew his fingers, subtly stroking the inner walls. He hadn’t intended to do this when he brought Seo Jungin to the bathroom to clean him, but once his fingers touched the mucous membrane, Kim Yikyung was again gripped by dark lust.

The fingers probing the hole while gripping Seo Jungin’s waist began to grow rougher. Kim Yikyung’s eyes, looking down at the buttocks swallowing his fingers, gleamed with lewd intent.

Both Kim Yikyungs unconsciously licked their lips, their breathing growing increasingly rapid.

“Eung…”

Seo Jungin furrowed his brow and let out a small moan, sending a tingling sensation through them.

“Hoo…”

“Haa.”

The Kim Yikyungs exhaled, twisting the corners of their mouths upward.

As the two Kim Yikyungs looked up and met each other’s eyes, they wore identical expressions. Their dark brown eyes were shadowed with a black aura, consumed by heated lust.

Kim Yikyung pulled back, keeping his fingers in the hole, letting the water from the faucet directly pound Seo Jungin’s white buttocks.

“Eung…”

Seo Jungin tilted his head, rubbing his forehead against the cloned Kim Yikyung’s chest, moaning.

Was he regaining consciousness?

The water struck the firm buttocks, splashing in all directions. Kim Yikyung pulled his fingers out and thrust them back in, then began pounding them like shaking something loose.

“Hrung, hut, ng, eung.”

As the wet white body twisted and writhed, an electrifying waveform surged into the Kim Yikyungs.

“Haa, looks like Jungin’s feeling good?”

“Hrru, shall we make him feel even better?”

The Kim Yikyungs’ voices, lowered with excitement, exchanged words. The Kim Yikyung behind Seo Jungin pulled his fingers out and moved to his chest.

Coating both nipples with slippery fluid and rubbing them, the nipple buds quickly hardened.

“Ut, eung, ng, ng.”

Seo Jungin’s body flinched each time his nipples were stimulated. As Kim Yikyung extended his fingers, relentlessly rubbing the nipples with the slick fluid, Seo Jungin’s eyes opened urgently.

“At, at, aat, what are you… haut!”

“Ut, haa, you’re awake? Jungin?”

“Ng, hraat, something’s weird, what’s this. Now, at.”

Seeing Seo Jungin, still half-asleep and bewildered despite the intense sensations, the cloned Kim Yikyung, highly aroused, whispered.

“I’m playing with your nipples. Ut, haa, feels that good? Ut, it’s tingling.”

Kim Yikyung, panting with excited, rough breaths, pinched and pulled the erect nipple buds.

“Aat! At, at, what’s this! Whose, whose hands…?”

“Haa, who else, Jungin? It’s Yikyung hyung.”

“Yikyung… hyung? What does that… at, at, haut!”

The cloned Kim Yikyung began gently stroking Seo Jungin’s wet back as he moaned and flinched. The stroking hand slid down to the crevice of his buttocks, with the middle finger occasionally slipping in and out of the valley.

“At, wait, just, hrung, ut, stop it…”

As Seo Jungin tried to pull away and push the cloned Kim Yikyung, a large hand firmly grabbed both of his wrists. Seo Jungin, with his wrists twisted and held, lowered his head to look at the two hands rubbing and teasing his nipples.

The large hands twisted and lifted the nipples, freely toying with the small, pink flesh.

“Hahuk, ut, stop touching my chest, who…”

Seo Jungin twisted his body back and turned his head, only to widen his shocked eyes. There, panting, was truly Kim Yikyung.

“Yikyung hyung…?”

Eyes burning with lust stared at Seo Jungin as if to devour him, and a large palm spread open, beginning to circle his nipple.

“At! At, ah, Yikyung, hyung… at!”

As Seo Jungin let out a gasping moan, pouring out tingling waveforms, the Kim Yikyungs’ panting grew fiercer.

“Hrruk! Huk!”

“Ha! Haa!”

Kim Yikyung, fully aroused, bit and licked Seo Jungin’s nape, frantically circling his palm. The hardened nipple inside his palm was rubbed and rolled in every direction.

“Haa! No, ah! Aat!”

“Krrut, Jungin, feels good? Hrruk, it’s too electrifying. Haa…!”

The cloned Kim Yikyung, gripping Seo Jungin’s wrists, trembled with the pleasure of the guiding. Since Kim Yikyung fully shared the sensations of his cloned body, the pleasure felt through Seo Jungin reverberated between the Kim Yikyungs, amplifying further.

The highly aroused Kim Yikyung grabbed Seo Jungin’s chin, tilting it back, and leaned down to kiss him deeply.

“Eung…”

Kim Yikyung’s tongue slid into Seo Jungin’s mouth, stroking and clinging to the mucous membrane. Seo Jungin felt a jolting pleasure as if struck in the head, pouring that sensation entirely into Kim Yikyung.

“Hup, hrrut.”

“Ng… ng…”

As Kim Yikyung’s half-rolled-back eyes parted from Seo Jungin’s lips, the cloned Kim Yikyung, waiting with a dazed face, eagerly overlapped his head.

“Eu… eup!”

“Hrrup!”

With the increasingly intense tingling waveform, the cloned Kim Yikyung’s eyes also seemed to roll back, his head pounding in sync with his heartbeat.

At that moment, the Kim Yikyung standing behind grabbed Seo Jungin’s erect penis. The glistening penis, coated with clear, viscous fluid dripping from the tip, was entirely slick.

“Getting excited again, Seo Jungin.”

“Eung!”

As Kim Yikyung rubbed the reddened penis tip, Seo Jungin, with his wrists held by the cloned Kim Yikyung and lips being devoured, twisted his hips sharply.

“Eung! Eung!”

“Haa, this tingling, it’s really good. Jungin, I’m getting addicted…”

Kim Yikyung whispered breathlessly, nibbling Seo Jungin’s earlobe with his teeth.

“Hrrung!”

“Mmm…”

“Hoo…”

The electrifying guiding enveloped the Kim Yikyungs. As the cloned Kim Yikyung’s lips parted, it was the original Kim Yikyung’s turn again.

“Haa, haa, wait, Yikyung, tongue, eup!”

Kim Yikyung, rubbing Seo Jungin’s penis, covered his gasping breaths with his lips, sucking them.

“Eueung!”

While Kim Yikyung kissed Seo Jungin, the cloned Kim Yikyung slid his lips down the wet neck, rapidly teasing the slightly darker, erect nipple with a hot tongue.

“Eung! Ng! Ng!”

Seo Jungin, waking to the whirlwind of the two Kim Yikyungs’ debauchery, was on the verge of losing consciousness again. The depraved pleasure, unimaginable and relentlessly fed through masochistic acts, kept Seo Jungin endlessly aroused and heated.

‘This shouldn’t be happening.’

Even if it was a clone of one person, the act was a debauched threesome. Seo Jungin’s sense of morality couldn’t handle it.

“Hoo, chup, ha… feels good? Jungin?”

“Haa, hyung, please stop, please stop… at, at.”

The cloned Kim Yikyung raised his eyes, observing Seo Jungin’s expression, and bit the nipple from various angles.

“Haa, you love it so much, why do you keep saying stop?”

Kim Yikyung, kneading the penis, stroked it upward.

“Hrru, eup!”

As he moaned, his lips were devoured again, and a tongue pushed in. His tightly closed eyes grew wet with moisture. Seo Jungin’s hands, freed at some point, pushed and pulled at the clinging men, but neither Kim Yikyung budged or showed any intention of stopping.

All the sensitive parts of his body were being rubbed, touched, and sucked by the Kim Yikyungs.

‘This shouldn’t be…’

But in truth, Seo Jungin was also intensely aroused by the depravity of being taken by two people. No matter how he tried to hide it, his body’s undeniable pleasure was fully exposed to the Kim Yikyungs.

Amid the self-loathing of being so lascivious, the fact that both men were essentially one person was the only slight comfort.

The cloned Kim Yikyung’s lips, sucking the nipple, slid further down. Past the writhing white abdomen to the smooth, hairless mound.

There, the erect penis was relentlessly kneaded in Kim Yikyung’s hand.

The penis, cleanly circumcised, took on a soft red hue from Kim Yikyung’s thorough rubbing. The tip was nearly red, deeply colored.

“Chup, chup, haa, hoo… gonna suck it?”

Kim Yikyung, parting from the kiss, asked the cloned Kim Yikyung, who was staring intently at Seo Jungin’s penis. The cloned Kim Yikyung grinned and replied in a low voice.

“Thinking about it.”

“Ah, no, don’t!”

Seo Jungin, overwhelmed with embarrassment, twisted his body in resistance, but the cloned Kim Yikyung’s raised eyes looked up at his flushed face.

“Don’t. Don’t do it.”

But the grinning, mischievous mouth opened wide and, with a hap sound, swallowed Seo Jungin’s penis.

“Hrrut!”

A surge of electrifying guiding rippled through.

While the original Kim Yikyung savored the jolt, firmly gripping and pumping the base of Seo Jungin’s penis, the cloned Kim Yikyung took the penis so deeply into his mouth that his lips touched Kim Yikyung’s hand, sucking.

“Haak, ha, ah, at!”

Seo Jungin threw his head back, instinctively thrusting his hips into the cloned Kim Yikyung’s mouth.

As Seo Jungin slipped into a trance, Kim Yikyung whispered in his ear with a low voice thick with lust.

“Shall I block it again and poke your prostate?”

“Hrrut!”

At those words, Seo Jungin poured out a flood of electrifying guiding.

“Hrrut! Haa, you like dirty talk?”

“Eung! Ut, eut, ut.”

Kim Yikyung tilted Seo Jungin’s back, wrapping him in his arms, and sucked the nipple into his mouth, slurping.

“Haak! Haaak, at! Aat!”

Water from the waterfall faucet poured onto the back of Kim Yikyung’s head. Seo Jungin, with water splashing on his face and pleasure flooding from above and below, couldn’t breathe, shaking his head and twisting his hips.

“Ng! Ng! Hrrut! Hrrut!”

“Haa, you love having your dick sucked while your nipples are teased. Getting excited being taken by two people?”

“Hrung! No, that’s not it. Stop, hrruk, stop.”

Seo Jungin’s swollen, rigid penis seemed ready to shoot semen into the cloned Kim Yikyung’s mouth any moment. The cloned Kim Yikyung, highly aroused, stood, and the original Kim Yikyung, sucking the nipple, stood as well.

Fingers, from one Kim Yikyung or another, stroked Seo Jungin’s lower parts, touching the slick, pliable holes.

“Soaked and begging to be fucked.”

“Huk, ah, no.”

“No? You’re dripping.”

“No, no.”

The two Kim Yikyungs stood on either side of Seo Jungin, pinching his nipples, stroking his penis, kneading his buttocks, probing his holes, and whispering in his ears.

“Shall I clone two or three more and fuck your throat and back hole too?”

“Stuff every hole and shake you up.”

“Pin you down with a group and suck your nipples and dick to your heart’s content?”

“Suck your clit and both holes at once?”

“No, don’t. Yikyung hyung, hrruk, hrruhuk.”

Seo Jungin burst into tears from the unbearable pleasure and the flood of lewd words.

But to the Kim Yikyungs, even Seo Jungin’s tear-soaked face looked simply beautiful. They wanted to thrust their penises into both holes, pound relentlessly, and drench him with semen.

“?!”

“Huh?”

The two Kim Yikyungs froze, then looked at each other.

“Huk, huk, hrruk, huk.”

Kim Yikyung stared down at the sobbing Seo Jungin and kissed his cheek with a soft smack.

“Ha… so beautiful. I was going to bite and suck you all night.”

The cloned Kim Yikyung kissed the other cheek, whispering.

“It’s already dawn, Jungin. The others will wake up soon.”

“Huk, hrruk, huk.”

The Kim Yikyungs got busy. The cloned Kim Yikyung keeping watch in the other room had heard the members stirring.

Within the K814 team, the agreed-upon mucous membrane guiding was limited to oral. Kim Yikyung, the team leader, couldn’t let the members see him losing control and entangled with Seo Jungin all night.

Kim Yikyung wiped Seo Jungin’s body, held by the cloned Kim Yikyung, with a large towel and dressed him in a soft gown. He quickly tidied himself, put on a gown, and took Seo Jungin from the clone, lifting him like a princess.

“At! Hyung, I, I can walk!”

“Stay still. Your body’s a mess right now. I’ll use Taeyong’s healing ability to fix you, so stay in my arms quietly.”

“Ah…”

Normally, Kim Yikyung’s face would show a businesslike smile. But the face looking down at him was unbearably tender. The overwhelming kindness in his voice made Seo Jungin’s face flush instantly.

The cloned Kim Yikyung leaned toward Seo Jungin, held in his arms, and lightly kissed his lips. It was a fleeting kiss, as if apologizing for the rough treatment.

As their lips parted, eyes with a deeper, richer brown than usual gazed straight at him. Seo Jungin’s face heated up even looking at the handsome cloned face of Kim Yikyung. His sense of morality seemed to blur more and more.

“Bye, Seo Jungin.”

Seo Jungin’s heart throbbed for a moment. It felt like a farewell. Even though it was the same Kim Yikyung, it somehow felt like a different person.

The cloned Kim Yikyung smiled, lowered his eyes slightly, and tightly held Seo Jungin’s hands, neatly folded on his stomach. The moment Seo Jungin felt the warmth of his body,

Passt.

With a sound like a solid sandcastle crumbling, the cloned body formed by Kim Yikyung’s ability vanished. Only the fleeting afterimage of the clone lingered in the air.

Seo Jungin widened his eyes, watching the smiling cloned Kim Yikyung fade away. For some reason, his heart sank, and a chilling premonition settled coldly.

“…….”

“Let’s go back to the room.”

When Kim Yikyung carried Seo Jungin back to the ward where the members were, everyone still seemed asleep. But the cloned Kim Yikyung keeping watch put a finger to his lips, signaling to be quiet.

Kim Yikyung carefully laid Seo Jungin on the bed, pulled up the blanket to cover him, and drew the curtain to create a cozy space. He leaned down, lightly kissed Seo Jungin’s cheek, and whispered in his ear.

“Sleep a bit. I’ll heal you later.”

Seo Jungin nodded obediently and pulled the blanket up to his chin.

But after Kim Yikyung disappeared behind the curtain, a sudden return of rationality brought a sense of doubt about why he had foolishly nodded. Shouldn’t he have been angry with Kim Yikyung?

[Right. Getting angry would be normal.]

Nam Taeyong’s words came to mind.

Had his mind melted from the excessive pleasure and multiple climaxes? The proper attitude he should have taken or the words he should have said wouldn’t come to him. It was the same with Nam Taeyong and now with Kim Yikyung.

He couldn’t figure out how to process or understand their irrational actions or his own attitude toward them. It was as if a delete button in his mind was erasing rational thoughts one by one.

Ah… he was too exhausted. His entire body felt heavy and languid.

His body had been stretched to its limit and pounded. He had been steeped in sensations he’d never felt before, fed pleasures he hadn’t asked for, endlessly. He had plummeted into climaxes he’d never imagined.

‘I can’t handle this with a clear mind.’

With that thought, Seo Jungin was swiftly overtaken by sleep, sinking into slumber.