20XX Love Chapter 3.2 - 3. XXX

“…….”

But Choi Suhyuk, looking down at Seo Jungin with a hint of sorrow in his eyes, hesitated before responding.

“Suhyuk…”

At the soft call, Choi Suhyuk gently twisted his wrist free from Seo Jungin’s grasp and instead firmly held Seo Jungin’s hand.

“I understand. But just for today… I’d like to ask for hand guiding today.”

Though Choi Suhyuk’s words were kind and polite, Seo Jungin couldn’t accept them.

“Suhyuk, I… our wavelengths don’t match at all. Hand guiding takes too long to lower your toxic power to a stable range.”

“Suhyuk.”

Kim Yikyung stood up and faced Choi Suhyuk.

“I know you care about Jungin. Not just you, we all care about Jungin. But… you’re the one with the strongest attack power, so your toxic power builds up the fastest. If something happens to you, the whole team is in danger.”

Kim Yikyung was right. Team compositions typically centered around an A-rank or S-rank esper with the most destructive power, surrounded by support espers to form an attack team, balanced with a healing esper, an A-rank or higher guide, and a supplementary guide to maintain equilibrium.

Even when multiple teams undertook missions together, each team might need to execute special operations, or in the worst case, become isolated during a mission, as they were now. Therefore, a single team had to be structured to survive independently.

If Choi Suhyuk, an S-rank esper, collapsed, the team’s survival chances would plummet. Keeping Choi Suhyuk’s toxic power in a stable range was critical, which was why he had been assigned Han Seungmin, an A-rank guide, as his matching guide.

Choi Suhyuk nodded, his brows deeply furrowed as he looked down at Seo Jungin.

“I know. I understand, but… just for today. No, just this once. I need to talk to Jungin first. I’ll tell Jungin first… and then I’ll tell the rest of you.”

Choi Suhyuk carefully released Seo Jungin’s hand and continued, looking at the other members.

“Cooldown’s almost over, so everyone, get ready for scouting. We’ve got about two hours left. After that, we don’t know when or where we might get ambushed.”

“Choi Suhyuk, that’s exactly why. There’s no time, so hand guiding alone—”

“Yikyung hyung, please.”

Choi Suhyuk cut off Kim Yikyung, who wasn’t agreeing.

“I’ll explain later. Why I’m doing this. I’ll have to tell the members anyway. But I need to talk to Jungin first. Please.”

“…….”

Hwang Woohyun accepted Choi Suhyuk’s intent.

“Yikyung hyung, let’s do as Suhyuk says. He’ll explain after scouting.”

Choi Suhyuk was usually careful not to burden others. For him to speak like this, there had to be a reason. His insistence on talking to Seo Jungin first reassured and inspired trust in Hwang Woohyun.

“Then, Jungin.”

Hwang Woohyun called Seo Jungin gently.

“I’m counting on you for Suhyuk. Finish guiding and scout carefully. Contact us via watch if you need help. Got it? No matter what happens, it’s okay.”

Seo Jungin understood the many implications in Hwang Woohyun’s words. His thoughtful care warmed Seo Jungin’s heart to the point of aching.

“Yeah. Be careful scouting too. You too, Heechan.”

“Huh? Uh, uh…”

When Seo Jungin said his name, Jo Heechan felt a strange stirring in his lower abdomen. When that clear face looked up at him with a smile before quietly lowering its gaze, his chest throbbed.

It was a familiar face he’d always seen, but somehow it looked different now. It seemed whiter, the skin softer, the lips strikingly red. Had his hair always been so glossy? His eyelashes, unnoticed until now, were surprisingly long and full. His small face and long nape were irresistibly captivating, and his slender body seemed perfectly proportioned.

It wasn’t just his appearance. Beneath delicate layers of double eyelids, his clear brown eyes, softly downcast, and the small nose tip above sadly pursed lips exuded a poignant, melancholic aura. Jo Heechan kept stealing glances at Seo Jungin.

Was it because of that unbelievable guiding earlier? It was just contact for guiding, but they’d still rubbed lips and tangled tongues. Could a single kiss really make someone look so different?

Jo Heechan subtly rubbed his lips, gauging the hyungs’ reactions. They seemed to know what the guiding waveform Seo Jungin had unleashed was. He wanted a proper explanation, but the atmosphere suggested now wasn’t the time to ask. Jo Heechan just brushed his lips, recalling the lingering electrifying sensation.

“Nam Taeyong, let’s go.”

Kim Yikyung approached Nam Taeyong, who was lying on the bed, ignoring them, and tapped his fidgeting foot. Nam Taeyong looked up irritably, but when Kim Yikyung gestured to leave, he let out a scoffing laugh.

“Sermon over? I was bored to death.”

Nam Taeyong pulled out his wireless earbuds and sprang up.

As Hwang Woohyun and Jo Heechan, followed by Kim Yikyung and Nam Taeyong, left, only Choi Suhyuk and Seo Jungin remained in the ward.

Choi Suhyuk sat across from Seo Jungin in a chair, his expression neutral.

With his perfectly proportioned features, Choi Suhyuk’s impassive face gave a slightly angry impression, making Seo Jungin feel restless.

Seeing this, Choi Suhyuk spoke softly.

“Jungin, don’t be nervous. It’s just hand guiding. When you’re like that, it makes me nervous too.”

“Okay. But you seem kind of angry…”

“Me? Angry?”

Choi Suhyuk’s eyes widened, then softened into a curve. The face that had seemed angry transformed instantly into an innocent one, with lifted lips revealing a glossy cheek.

“Why would I be angry? I need to ask you for guiding.”

His white teeth were dazzling. Seo Jungin felt like crying again.

It’s just… we’re all so young. I don’t want us to die in this ward. I don’t want to leave it like that.

“Watch, uh, set the alarm. I’ll, I’ll guide.”

Seo Jungin, slightly stuttering, took Choi Suhyuk’s hand from his lap.

As he turned the large, yielding hand to clasp their palms, he felt its roughness, calloused from hard use. Though tall and broad-shouldered, Choi Suhyuk was only twenty-six, yet his palm felt like that of an older man who’d done rough work his whole life.

It was probably because he’d always stood at the forefront of terrifying battles. This hand had to burn countless Cryptids.

Our front line. The most dangerous position. The heaviest responsibility.

‘I have to protect him. In this ward, I’m the only one who can help Suhyuk now.’

Seo Jungin steeled himself, closed his eyes tightly, and began guiding. He needed to quickly assess Choi Suhyuk’s internal state, gather the sticky toxic power, and push it out to the extremities.

Seo Jungin gripped Choi Suhyuk’s palm tightly and focused. He’d only hand-guided Choi Suhyuk a handful of times, but each time, he felt their wavelengths were terribly mismatched. It was like a glass wall blocked him; he could sense the toxic power’s state but couldn’t guide it.

“Mmm… ha…”

Deeply immersed, Seo Jungin struggled to gather the dark, clumped toxic power sticking everywhere in Choi Suhyuk’s body. He was drained, his breath catching. Guiding Choi Suhyuk was physically exhausting and time-consuming for Seo Jungin.

Pushing out toxic power spiking above the threshold was relatively easy. Even with mismatched wavelengths, he could expel the sprawling toxic power. But the toxic power layered and accumulated in every corner of the body, pressed and solidified, wouldn’t budge despite his efforts.

“Ha, haa.”

After straining for a while, the watch remained silent. He didn’t need the alarm to know. Choi Suhyuk’s toxic power wouldn’t condense or be expelled.

He couldn’t even lower it to a stable range, and the physical toll was too great. With such mismatched wavelengths, his guiding couldn’t help Choi Suhyuk.

“Ha, haa, haa.”

Seo Jungin panted heavily. It was too hard. No matter how much he tried, only a fraction of the toxic power was disrupted, while the sticky clumps remained, emitting a dark aura.

He was afraid. It felt like Choi Suhyuk’s body was entirely filled with poison. He doubted himself. Could he really guide the residual ability clumps, like incompletely burned toxic gas, with his own strength?

“Haa, haa, hrr, hrruk.”

Seo Jungin’s breathing grew harsher, and he began to sob.

“No, it’s not, it’s not working, Suhyuk, huk…”

“Jungin.”

Choi Suhyuk watched Seo Jungin, trembling and sobbing, with a pained expression.

“I… I can’t. I, hrruk, huk.”

Seo Jungin’s eyes opened, tears brimming as he looked at Choi Suhyuk, then frantically pulled his wrist to check the watch.

「82%」

It was the worst. It was as if no guiding had happened. Seo Jungin, overwhelmed by despair, began to panic further.

“With my mouth, hrruk, I’ll do it with my mouth. Hrruk, I, I, with oral mucous membranes.”

“Seo Jungin…”

“If I do kiss guiding, it’ll work. It’s efficient, so probably, probably for you too, hrruk, huk.”

Seo Jungin stood from the chair, approached Choi Suhyuk, and grabbed his cheeks with both hands.

“Jungin, wait, Jungin.”

Choi Suhyuk turned to avoid Seo Jungin’s approaching face, but as Seo Jungin lost balance and began to fall, Choi Suhyuk wrapped his arms around his waist, and they collapsed onto the bed.

“Euk, hrruk, euk.”

Seo Jungin covered his face with both hands, sobbing quietly.

Choi Suhyuk looked down at Seo Jungin with a mix of pity, confusion, and tenderness.

Did he always cry this easily? He’d never seen him cry before.

Oh, had he… been crying in secret all this time?

Choi Suhyuk, imagining how Seo Jungin must feel, felt even more tender and pained.

Right now, Seo Jungin was crying from guilt over Han Seungmin’s death, the immense responsibility to protect the members, and the self-loathing of being unable to help.

Knowing Seo Jungin’s gentle and fragile nature, Choi Suhyuk could see his heart clearly. His outstretched hand gently stroked Seo Jungin’s hair.

“Jungin… I’ll tell you. Jungin, you see.”

Choi Suhyuk softly pulled Seo Jungin’s hands from his face. A tear-streaked face was fully revealed.

“Hrruk, euk.”

Seeing Seo Jungin’s crying, disheveled face, Choi Suhyuk’s heart ached.

“Jungin. If our mucous membranes touch. If our mucous membranes make contact.”

“Huk, hrruk.”

Choi Suhyuk gently wiped Seo Jungin’s tear-soaked cheeks with the back of his hand.

“It’ll be very hard for you. It’ll really be tough for you.”

“Hard? Huk, what do you mean?”

“…….”

Choi Suhyuk’s brown eyes wavered and darkened. A deep shadow fell over his face as he recalled a long-ago memory.

In his first combat team, K412, Choi Suhyuk was the frontline esper, and with relentless battles, the toxic power accumulating in his body had no chance to dissipate.

His matching guide then, Jung Taehee, was a cheerful A-rank guide who had recently awakened and joined the team.

[Suhyuk, they say mucous membrane guiding is way more efficient. Wanna try it?]

[What? No way. Want to get disciplined?]

Choi Suhyuk sternly rejected Jung Taehee’s playful suggestion. With ongoing scandals involving guides and a shortage of guides, the government had banned mucous membrane guiding, enforcing strict penalties and punishments, making it absolutely forbidden.

Of course, Choi Suhyuk was curious about the prohibited mucous membrane guiding. Everyone whispered salacious fantasies about kiss guiding and sex guiding. At just twenty, it would be a lie to say Choi Suhyuk had no curiosity or desire.

Another reason was that Choi Suhyuk’s wavelengths didn’t match well with any guide. Only A-rank or higher guides could stabilize his toxic power. Since awakening his ability, he had never once been in perfect condition.

If he did mucous membrane guiding, he might escape the constant headaches, tinnitus, chronic nausea, and the sticky pain clinging to his fingertips and toes—a natural desire.

But the highly conservative Choi Suhyuk had no intention of breaking government guidelines, rejecting all covert offers and temptations, sticking firmly to principles.

[I’m practically your dedicated guide. If it’s just about efficiency, what’s the harm? Who’s gonna know?]

Jung Taehee’s advances grew bolder, targeting only Choi Suhyuk, not the other members.

[Stop it. If you say that one more time, I’ll report you to the higher-ups. Got it?]

Unable to tolerate it any longer, Choi Suhyuk warned him coldly, and strangely, Jung Taehee looked hurt. Leaving Jung Taehee standing alone in the hallway, Choi Suhyuk strode away.

That night.

Having gone to bed early, Choi Suhyuk woke abruptly to a hot sensation spreading through his body.

[Chup, eung, ng…]

Through moaning lips pressed against his, a scorching sensation poured in relentlessly.

[Eup! Ut, Taehee, Jung Taehee, what are you—eup!]

Jung Taehee was straddling Choi Suhyuk, rubbing lips and moaning. Shocked, Choi Suhyuk tried to push him off, but his wrists and ankles were tightly bound to the bed with leather cuffs.

If he wanted, he could easily burn through the restraints with his ability. But more than that, Choi Suhyuk was furious at Jung Taehee for doing this. He’d said no. He’d refused. Why would he do something so outrageous?

Jung Taehee kept rubbing his lips against Choi Suhyuk’s. As Choi Suhyuk shook his head to throw him off, he growled in an even lower, angrier voice.

[What are you doing right now, Jung Taehee? Untie this immediately.]

[Ha, haa, ah, Suhyuk, Suhyuk…]

Jung Taehee seemed out of it, unable to focus. His unfocused eyes locked onto Choi Suhyuk’s cheeks, and he pressed their lips together again. Jung Taehee’s hot tongue plunged into Choi Suhyuk’s startled, open mouth, rubbing frantically as if he couldn’t bear it.

[Eup!]

[Eung! Ng! Eung!]

It started again. The hot sensation flowed through the contacted oral mucous membranes. No, it wasn’t flowing—it felt like it was being sucked in. The sensation being drawn in swirled violently in his abdomen, then poured back into Jung Taehee’s mouth.

It wasn’t Jung Taehee giving it. Choi Suhyuk was taking it. And it wasn’t Jung Taehee receiving it. Choi Suhyuk was forcing it in. Powerfully. Fiercely. As if their tongues’ contact had grafted their bodies into one.

[Eup! Hreup! Ut!]

[Eung! Eueung! Ng! Ng!]

Jung Taehee began to shudder and convulse. His eyes, completely unfocused, rolled back.

The hot sensation sucked from Jung Taehee pushed out all the toxic power in Choi Suhyuk’s body, filling the space and swirling through. As if this was how it was meant to be. As if this was right.

As the heat spread, every blood vessel filled with fullness. The wave swirling through his body crossed Jung Taehee’s oral mucous membrane, returning hotter and stronger each time.

At some point, Choi Suhyuk’s rationality stopped functioning. He salivated at the power flowing through Jung Taehee’s body. An overwhelming urge to suck it all up and devour it consumed him. As Jung Taehee shoved his tongue into Choi Suhyuk’s mouth, trembling and convulsing, Choi Suhyuk eagerly sucked and kneaded the flesh in his mouth.

[Mm, haa, chup, chup, chup.]

[Hrrut! Ng! Ut! Eut!]

When Choi Suhyuk realized the relentless cycle of sucking and pushing had formed a hot waveform orb swirling in his abdomen, he poured it all into Jung Taehee. It was an instinctive act, beyond conscious thought.

The sole impulse was to feed it to him.

[Haa, haa, ha, haa.]

His body, completely emptied, felt as if it had returned to the moment of ability awakening. As the hot sensation drained away, leaving his body light as air, Choi Suhyuk pulled his lips from Jung Taehee’s and realized something was wrong. Something had happened to Jung Taehee’s body.

[Ah… eu… haa, Suhyuk, it’s hot, do something…]

Jung Taehee, face flushed red, burrowed into Choi Suhyuk’s arms, writhing and twisting. Shaking his head, tears streamed down his face, and saliva dripped from his mouth. He clutched and tore at his shirt, as if unable to breathe.

[Taehee, Jung Taehee.]

[Hrru, ng… Suhyuk, ah, please, do something, haa…]

Jung Taehee twisted his hips, moaning, then with trembling hands undid his belt, pulling out his fully erect penis. Gripping and stroking it, he rubbed his forehead against Choi Suhyuk’s chest.

Viscous fluid oozed from the tip, wetting his hand. Jung Taehee rubbed and shook his penis, arching his hips and crying. A pained groan escaped through clenched teeth. Unable to bear it, he pressed his penis against the bed sheets, writhing in agony.

[Ng, hrrut, I feel like I’m dying. It’s too hot, hrt, Suhyuk, please… hrrut!]

[What’s wrong? Jung Taehee, huh? Snap out of it, Taehee.]

Choi Suhyuk burned through the leather cuffs with his ability, flipped Jung Taehee over, and held him to check his condition.

[Why are you like this? Huh? What’s wrong with your body?]

[Haa, ah, I don’t, don’t know. You… you fed me something hot, ut,]

[What?]

[Something hot, hrrut, you fed it to me, hrruu, ut.]

Something hot.

While their oral mucous membranes touched, a hot sensation raced through their bodies, as if coursing through a single connected bloodstream. And in that final moment, when he’d completely lost reason, he’d poured it into Jung Taehee’s mouth. The waveform orb, swirling rapidly through their bodies, hot as lava.

[Ahrreu, hrruk, euaa…]

He had done this. He had burned Jung Taehee with his blazing ability.

[Hrrut, it’s hot. Ahh… please…]

[Taehee, hold on. Just a little longer.]

Choi Suhyuk immediately called the medical unit.

[Yes, this is K412 team’s Choi Suhyuk. Requesting emergency support. I’m reporting an abnormal condition for guide Jung Taehee. Hurry… I need immediate support. Please come quickly.]

[Aeut, my body, haa, it’s hot.]

Hot.

Hot.

Hot… Suhyuk…

Choi Suhyuk bowed his head deeply. Seo Jungin couldn’t see his expression, hidden by his cascading hair.

“I can’t… ask that of you. That kind of thing, to you…”

Seo Jungin looked up at Choi Suhyuk with eyes full of confusion and bewilderment, his gaze wavering, unable to find a place to settle.

“That, that guide, Jung Taehee… what happened to him afterward?”

“…….”

“When someone’s body ends up in that state… what happens next? What did the medical unit do?”

Even after administering large doses of hormone regulators following tests, Jung Taehee’s condition didn’t improve. The doctor examined and diagnosed both Jung Taehee and Choi Suhyuk.

The doctor’s findings were so outrageous and absurd, no matter how chaotic the world had become, that Choi Suhyuk doubted his ears.

Not all fire-type espers were like this, but in Choi Suhyuk’s case, when he made mucous membrane contact with a guide, he had the ability to rapidly absorb the guide’s guiding ability.

The absorbed guiding ability mixed with his fire ability, swirling and creating a waveform that heated the nervous system, and the guide who received this waveform would have their pleasure center excessively stimulated, potentially even experiencing hallucinations in severe cases.

Fire-type espers, often placed at the forefront of battle due to their immense combat power, accumulated toxic power faster than other espers.

Fire-type espers, who required more guiding, always craved efficient and rapid guiding, and among them, Choi Suhyuk was a rare case who struggled to find a guide with compatible wavelengths.

The explanation continued that a boiling, unconscious desire to possess a perfect guide just for himself constantly flowed through and influenced Choi Suhyuk’s ability, causing both the esper and guide to lose their rationality.

The more the esper and guide lost their rationality and became sexually aroused, the more efficiently they could perform mucous membrane guiding to their hearts’ content.

To improve Jung Taehee’s condition, the waveform needed to be expelled, but since it was caused by sexual arousal, the only method would be through ejaculation.

Since ejaculation by the guide alone was extremely painful and time-consuming, assistance was needed to intensely heat the waveform and expel it quickly from the body, with the best method being sustained contact with the person who had poured the waveform into them.

In other words, it meant having sex with Jung Taehee. Until both parties, overwhelmed with climax, expelled all of that searing waveform.

Choi Suhyuk recoiled in horror and refused. He couldn’t accept it. He couldn’t do such a thing.

Through the ward window, he watched Jung Taehee, feverish, receiving antipyretics, sedatives, and IV fluids. The sight was devastating.

For ten days, Jung Taehee cried, drooled, and leaked bodily fluids, masturbating day and night in bed. Screaming, wailing, and writhing in agony.

“What…?”

Seo Jungin was engulfed in shock. His eyes trembled aimlessly.

What was he supposed to do in a situation like this?

“Jungin, if you don’t want to, you don’t have to. I… I don’t intend to force you into something like that.”

“…If I don’t do it… what happens to you?”

“…….”

Choi Suhyuk lowered his eyes and remained silent.

“There’s no other guide here but me… and no matter how hard I try holding your hand, your toxic power won’t budge. If I refuse to do mucous membrane guiding with you, then what?”

“…….”

Seo Jungin grabbed Choi Suhyuk’s cheeks with both hands, lifting his face.

Even on his masculine face, his pretty lips were stubbornly shut.

“When your toxic power fills up, then what?”

“…….”

“You’ll turn into a monster?”

“…….”

“You’ll swallow the capsule?”

“…….”

“Are you just going to die?”

“Jungin…!”

As Seo Jungin pulled Choi Suhyuk’s cheeks, his eyes widened in surprise.

There was no time to dodge. No way to dodge.

The softest, most pliant, sweetest lips in the world enveloped Choi Suhyuk’s oral mucous membrane.

💘

Nam Taeyong and Kim Yikyung were scouting the fourth-floor recovery ward.

The recovery ward was structured with a wide central hall, from which corridors branched out on both sides, lined with private rooms facing each other. This layout was highly dangerous, as being isolated in individual recovery rooms made them vulnerable to attacks from Cryptids rushing in.

Nam Taeyong and Kim Yikyung began carefully checking each private room near the central hall, opening doors to ensure no Separator nests were present.

One person held a positron gun for cover while the other opened the door, entered, and searched every corner.

They alternated between covering and entering, and despite their mutual dislike, their coordination during focused moments was astonishingly seamless, allowing them to silently inspect the entire floor in the blink of an eye.

With only the last room left, both began to feel irritation toward each other, reflecting on the previous night’s events.

Kim Yikyung calculated that he’d taken one extra turn entering, so for fairness, it was Nam Taeyong’s turn to enter.

Kim Yikyung signaled for Nam Taeyong to enter. But Nam Taeyong, certain it was Kim Yikyung’s turn based on the sequence, signaled that it was Kim Yikyung’s turn.

Kim Yikyung calmly tucked the positron gun under his arm, pointed to himself, showed ten fingers, then pointed to Nam Taeyong, indicated the room, and showed ten fingers again.

Nam Taeyong scowled and mouthed clearly:

‘What bullshit.’

Kim Yikyung maintained his poker face, as always, but Nam Taeyong knew how much Kim Yikyung inwardly considered him insolent. Two years younger, always speaking informally, and challenging the team leader’s words—Kim Yikyung must think him utterly disrespectful.

Of course, Kim Yikyung never showed it outwardly. Nam Taeyong simply saw through him with his innate intuition.

Nam Taeyong disliked everything about Kim Yikyung’s strategic use of the team leader role, leveraging members’ strengths and weaknesses.

Deep down, Nam Taeyong thought Kim Yikyung was a hypocrite, so he despised his words, expressions, even his breathing.

Last night.

Nam Taeyong woke suddenly. Perhaps it was the chilling discomfort of hearing an unwanted sound from someone he deeply disliked. A strangely heated breath, thick and lingering, seemed to flow through the ward’s cold air.

[Hrr… eu…]

Kim Yikyung, on watch, was letting out subtle breaths.

‘What’s he doing? Crazy bastard.’

From then on, Nam Taeyong lay still, pretending to sleep. After some time, the ward door opened, and the person entering was…

‘Kim Yikyung again.’

Kim Yikyung was carrying Seo Jungin in his arms. Nam Taeyong instantly understood what had happened.

‘That hypocritical bastard. I knew it. Acting all rational and leader-like, but he made a clone, went to the other room, and fucked Seo Jungin senseless?’

Sure enough, after gently laying Seo Jungin on the bed, Kim Yikyung crept like a rat to his own bed and stealthily grabbed Nam Taeyong’s wrist. He was trying to copy his healing ability.

‘Fucking bastard. Why not just politely ask for healing because he fucked Seo Jungin’s two holes to ruins, huh, you piece of shit.’

Nam Taeyong felt sick, his stomach churning at the thought that this sneaky ability theft was so typical of the hypocritical Kim Yikyung.

At that moment, Nam Taeyong felt his healing ability being pulled out, like a large chunk passing through. A warm mass slipped through the contact point into Kim Yikyung. Once done, Kim Yikyung’s hand began to pull away.

Nam Taeyong grabbed Kim Yikyung’s retreating hand tightly.

[Huk!]

Kim Yikyung flinched, eyes widening as he looked down at Nam Taeyong.

Nam Taeyong slowly opened his eyes, one corner of his mouth curling into a chilling whisper.

[Did you fuck Seo Jungin?]

[…….]

Kim Yikyung, lips shut, stared down at Nam Taeyong with wide eyes.

[Both holes. Did you fuck them all?]

[……!]

[Bet it was fucking delicious.]

Kim Yikyung’s brows furrowed deeply as he yanked his hand free.

Nam Taeyong let out a low, mocking chuckle.

Click.

Kim Yikyung cautiously opened the door, checked up, down, and all around, then aimed the positron gun and entered Room 420. Nam Taeyong, from the back of the corridor, meticulously covered blind spots and surrounding hallways, focusing on support.

Room 420 showed no signs of a nest. Kim Yikyung let out a short sigh, relaxing. The entire floor’s inspection was complete.

「Kim Yikyung, Nam Taeyong, fourth floor clear. Inspection complete.」

After reporting via watch, Kim Yikyung glanced at Nam Taeyong, who was eyeing the corridor, and suddenly spoke.

“How did you know?”

“Know what.”

“Last night.”

Nam Taeyong closed his eyes, let out a hollow laugh, and shot Kim Yikyung a sardonic look, speaking in an incredulous tone.

“Dude. Your clone wasn’t keeping watch but lying in an armchair jerking off like crazy. How could I not know?”

Kim Yikyung gave a faint smirk, but a vein pulsed slightly at his temple.

Even with a clone, sensations were shared, so breathing or expressions could betray him if he wasn’t careful, but he’d never do something as crude as masturbating in the ward with the members present.

“You were panting so loud it was annoying, so I kept watching. Then you walked in carrying Seo Jungin.”

“It’s not what you think.”

“Bullshit, don’t lie.”

Nam Taeyong continued the conversation without giving Kim Yikyung a proper glance. He was watching the corridor, but he was also deliberately trying to rile Kim Yikyung up.

But Kim Yikyung, knowing Nam Taeyong’s intentions, didn’t take the bait.

“Whatever you think, what we’re doing with Jungin right now is unavoidable in this situation. So once we’re out of the ward, we can’t keep doing this.”

Nam Taeyong finally shot Kim Yikyung a sharp look. He saw something hidden beneath Kim Yikyung’s good-leader facade.

Kim Yikyung’s true intentions were slightly different from what Nam Taeyong assumed, but Nam Taeyong believed otherwise.

He was certain Kim Yikyung was plotting to break Seo Jungin’s sense of self, comfort him as he crumbled, become his anchor, and gaslight him into submission.

“Nam Taeyong. So don’t hurt Jungin.”

Nam Taeyong’s lips curled into a long, mocking sneer at Kim Yikyung’s words.

“Yeah, fuck off.”

💘

Hwang Woohyun and Jo Heechan were scouting the fifth-floor recovery ward.

The fifth floor had a similar layout to the fourth, with recovery rooms lining both sides of a central hall. Unlike the fourth floor, it had an office, and next to a utility room, there was an emergency ladder leading to the ceiling.

Jo Heechan kept glancing at Hwang Woohyun, who was silently scouting with a stern expression, trying to gauge his mood.

Hwang Woohyun had already noticed Jo Heechan’s desire to say something but pretended not to, focusing on scouting with sharp blue eyes.

Click.

While Jo Heechan covered, Hwang Woohyun carefully inspected the interior. It was clean, with nothing out of place.

Hwang Woohyun lowered the positron gun and turned to Jo Heechan.

“This side’s all clear. Let’s check the storage, office, and emergency exit now.”

“Hyung, I have something to say.”

Jo Heechan’s patience finally broke, and he spoke first. Hwang Woohyun, expecting this eventually, responded casually.

“Yeah, what?”

“Hyung, did you really only do hand guiding earlier?”

Hwang Woohyun glanced at his watch, checking for messages or elapsed time, and answered nonchalantly.

“Yeah. Why?”

Jo Heechan fidgeted nervously before cautiously broaching the topic.

“So, hyung, when I was guided earlier… when, you know, with Jungin hyung’s lips…”

“Yeah.”

“It’s kind of weird to say, but…”

Hwang Woohyun let out a low sigh and responded.

“What is it?”

Jo Heechan gently touched his lips. Seeing this, Hwang Woohyun’s chest ached, thinking of how Seo Jungin must have felt.

“It’s just… the feeling. It was, like, too… haha. Look.”

Jo Heechan stammered, his face growing redder.

“Jungin hyung’s mucous membrane guiding speed is insane, right? You know that.”

“You’d know best. You checked your toxic power level on the watch.”

“Right. It was unreal. So, like, everyone’s going to do lip guiding, kiss guiding now, right?”

Hwang Woohyun kept responding with a neutral face, but his chest began to churn.

“Yeah. So let’s make guiding as short and quick as possible. It’s banned by protocol, and you don’t like mucous membrane guiding either, right?”

“Don’t like it?”

Jo Heechan’s raised eyes widened as he echoed back, still touching his lips.

“I… I loved it, hyung.”

Hwang Woohyun felt his heart drop to the floor at those words.

“Honestly, it felt so good I wanted to keep going.”

‘Yeah. Everyone probably feels that way. Not just you, everyone.’

“It’s the first time guiding’s felt this clean. Even with Seungmin hyung, I’ve never felt my body this light, like I could fly. I don’t know if it’s because it’s Jungin hyung or just how mucous membrane guiding works.”

Jo Heechan’s voice quickened with excitement.

“Guiding always leaves a groggy feeling, like something’s stuck. You know, right, hyung? But this time, it’s like everything’s gone. My body feels completely clean.”

‘Yeah. It probably feels like right after ability awakening, your body’s so clean. Only Jungin can do this. Surely.’

Jo Heechan rubbed his lips again.

“And I don’t know why, but in that moment, Jungin hyung, like, hyung, no, I mean, I…”

Hwang Woohyun’s heart began to pound. He knew what Jo Heechan was about to say. This must be how everyone feels. Not just you, everyone.

“I just… really wanted… Jungin hyung…”

Jo Heechan trailed off, rubbing his lips firmly with his fingers, his voice taking on a low heat.

“It was such a blind emotion. In that moment, I wanted to hold Jungin hyung so badly…”

“Jo Heechan.”

“Huh? Oh, oh?”

Jo Heechan, lost in thought and muttering to himself, snapped back, realizing what he’d said, his face flushing.

“No, I mean, that’s why I’m talking to you about it. Ha… I need to talk to someone, and you’re the most comfortable after Seungmin hyung.”

“You’re right.”

“Huh?”

Hwang Woohyun looked at Jo Heechan intently, his face serious. His blue eyes seemed to gleam.

“It’s not just you. When Jungin does mucous membrane guiding, it seems espers lose control of themselves.”

“Wha-what?”

Jo Heechan looked at Hwang Woohyun, stunned, as Hwang Woohyun continued with a dark expression.

“Even so, Jungin said he’d do mucous membrane guiding for us. Because he’s afraid we’ll all turn into monsters or die.”

“Ha…”

Hwang Woohyun checked his watch again, feeling a bit anxious.

“I know how you felt after guiding. I felt it too. Mucous membrane guiding.”

“Huh? What? You said you didn’t!”

“I did. Actually.”

“Then… you too, hyung?”

“…….”

Jo Heechan’s face twisted, deep lines forming between his brows. A complex mix of betrayal and empathy crossed his expression. But soon, a worried look took over, and a deep sigh escaped him.

“Ha… then Jungin hyung must be really scared right now.”

“Scared?”

“It’s like a rabbit stepping up to help starving wolves. Jungin hyung.”

“Haha…”

Hwang Woohyun let out a hollow laugh, both deflated and struck by the apt metaphor.

Yeah, that’s right. It’s exactly like that. Like a white rabbit pretending to be okay among starving wolves.

“So let’s make sure Jungin doesn’t suffer. Until we get out of this ward.”

“Got it. I understand. But does Suhyuk hyung know about this too?”

“…….”

“If you guide through the mucous membrane, the esper loses self-control?”

[Just for today… I’m asking for hand-guiding only today. There’s something I need to tell Jungin first.]

Hwang Woohyun recalled Choi Suhyuk’s words and the unwavering look in his eyes. Given his thoughtful and considerate nature, Woohyun felt there was no need to worry.

“Don’t you need to tell him?”

“Suhyuk said… we’re only doing hand-guiding today.”

“But that’s just what Suhyuk thinks, isn’t it?”

Hwang Woohyun’s face froze for a moment.

[Suhyuk, I… our wavelengths don’t match at all… With hand-guiding, it takes too long to lower the toxicity to a safe level.]

Seo Jungin had definitely said that.

💘

—It’s hot.

—It’s hot.

—It’s hot, Seo Jungin.

—Why is my body so hot, Jungin? It’s so hot it feels like I’m going to burn up…

—It’s too, too hot. It feels like it’s going to burn everything…

—Please… please…

Seo Jungin felt as though he heard Choi Suhyuk’s voice coming from somewhere in the vastness of spacetime. The voice was filled with unbearable pain. It sounded like a tormented wail, or perhaps like something already burned to ashes.

—I’m going to burn everything to death and turn it all to ash.

It was like the final whisper announcing the end at the edge of the flames.

“Haa…! Ngh!”

Seo Jungin thought he had come to his senses, but now he was engulfed in a torrent of overwhelming pleasure. His vision flashed, unable to focus. His entire body was swept up in a whirlwind of hot, electrifying sensations.

“Haa, hng, ngh! Mmph!”

What writhed in Seo Jungin’s mouth, rubbing thoroughly against his mucous membranes, was an intensely hot piece of flesh. The scorching, searing flesh licked every corner of his mouth, lapping at his lips and pressing down on them as it slithered.

“Ngh! Mmph! Haa, ngh!”

A bolt of electricity struck his mind. His vision flashed as lightning surged through him.

Seo Jungin’s eyes shot wide open under the intense stimulation that pierced him from the crown of his head, and he instinctively pushed away the man on top of him, letting out a loud moan.

“Haa, ugh!”

As he shoved the man off and gasped for breath, Seo Jungin’s eyes locked onto Choi Suhyuk, whose eyes were entirely red, burning with an intense glow.

What’s this? Did I see it wrong?

Choi Suhyuk’s eyes, originally a deep brown, now looked as though flames were burning from within, like molten lava. They were red. Bright red.

“Haa, haa, Su… hyuk?”

“Hng, hrr, hrr.”

Choi Suhyuk looked as though he was angry at being pushed away. With rough, low, and menacing breaths, he lunged forward aggressively, pressing down on Seo Jungin’s lips and sucking them fiercely.

“Chup, chup, chup.”

“Ngh! Hng, ngh! Mmph!”

Choi Suhyuk felt a tingling sensation wherever his tongue swept, in a realm where reason no longer functioned.

This electrifying sensation flowing from this sweet, soft flesh.

This dizzying sensation rushing through him as it coiled around his tongue. Haa… it feels so good.

Choi Suhyuk rubbed, pressed, and sucked on the writhing flesh in his mouth with his mucous membranes and tongue.

Each time he sucked and pulled, the tingling sensation hit him like a direct shot.

This tingling, dizzyingly pleasurable… what… is this…?

Like he was drunk on alcohol or steeped in a powerful drug, Choi Suhyuk couldn’t string his thoughts together. Each time his tongue touched Seo Jungin’s, an electrifying sensation surged, its waves swirling through his body, stirring and overwhelming him. The hot sensation he sucked from Seo Jungin, wrapped in tingling waves, simmered and constricted his entire body.

Beeeep.

What’s that? What’s that sound?

Beeeep.

An irritating noise blared loudly.

Beeeep.

It’s annoying. So annoying.

In his entirely red vision, Choi Suhyuk pulled his lips away and yanked off the watch blaring noisily on his wrist, throwing it to the ground.

“Ah… haa, ugh, Suhyuk…”

Below his lowered gaze was a pale face moaning plaintively. Red lips parted sensually, revealing pink mucous membranes and exuding a sweet scent, as if tempting him to suck them quickly.

“Suhyuk, the alarm, it’s ringing…”

“Haa, haa, chup.”

At the end of his rough breathing, Choi Suhyuk latched onto the lips again. As if reclaiming something stolen, he eagerly bit and pulled at the soft, sweet flesh within the parted lips, sucking on it deliciously.

“Chup, chup, chup…”

“Ngh! Ngh! Ugh…!”

Zzzzt—

‘Ah, so tingling and sweet. What is this? What’s happening?’

It wasn’t just Choi Suhyuk losing his reason. Seo Jungin, too, felt as though his entire body was being sucked into that mouth each time his tongue was sucked. What was he doing here? What had he been doing?

‘Guiding…? Was I guiding? Ah… I don’t know. It feels like I’m being devoured by those lips.’

Seo Jungin loved being sucked into that mouth like this.

Choi Suhyuk’s mouth was insanely hot. It was as if his entire body had been stripped naked, shrunk, and submerged in that scorching mouth, soaked in saliva, and melted by the tongue sucking on him.

Moreover, after having his waves sucked out like a receding tide by Choi Suhyuk, a flood of hot, dizzying sensations poured into his mouth like an incoming tide. The tingling heat surged dizzyingly, spreading through his veins to the tips of his fingers and toes, making his body tremble and go weak.

Shockingly, he could feel a newly formed hole filling with slick moisture. The last shred of his crumbling reason groaned as if squeezed out.

“Ngh! Hng, no! Ngh.”

This is crazy. It feels so good. So good it’s driving me insane.

Choi Suhyuk whispered frantically while sucking on Seo Jungin’s tongue. He could feel the hot, tingling sensation swirling in his stomach. That sensation was heating up into an increasingly fiery mass between Seo Jungin and Choi Suhyuk. It was a blazing, tingling mass of power. Seo Jungin’s powerful guiding waves and Choi Suhyuk’s flame ability were intertwining, growing larger and larger.

“Haa! Ngh…!”

This is insane. I’m really going crazy. It feels like I’m going to burn up. What is this? Who am I with, and what am I doing?

“Urgh…!”

Feeling a dizzying fear from the overwhelming pleasure and heat, Choi Suhyuk gripped Seo Jungin’s neck with both hands and forcefully pulled their lips apart to break away from the tingling body.

Clenching his teeth and steadying his rough breathing, he glared at the slender, pale neck held in his large hands. The Adam’s apple swallowing under his thumb drove him wild. Raising his gaze, he saw Seo Jungin’s face, eyes closed, panting heavily.

‘Ah, Jungin… guiding…’

They were in the middle of guiding.

Seo Jungin’s eyes slowly opened. His moist, tearful eyes gazed at Choi Suhyuk, and his red lips parted, whispering plaintively.

“Suhyuk, it feels so good… do more…”

Those words snapped the thread of reason he had barely held onto.

Choi Suhyuk lunged at Seo Jungin, licking his thin, red lips with his tongue from every angle.

“Ngh! Ngh! Mmph!”

In the interplay of Seo Jungin, who pushed guiding waves and made the esper lose control, and Choi Suhyuk, who sucked those waves and poured back overwhelming pleasure, only instinct was gradually left in both of them.

“Haa, chup, urgh!”

Choi Suhyuk’s large hand quickly unzipped Seo Jungin’s uniform. He wanted to suck on his neck, but the stiff shirt collar was in the way. In his impatience, Choi Suhyuk sucked on Seo Jungin’s jaw and exposed skin above the collar, then grabbed the meticulously buttoned shirt and yanked it open.

Buttons tore off and flew as the shirt parted, revealing Seo Jungin’s smooth, pale skin and small, light pink nipples clinging to his chest.

The sight alone sent a tingling sensation through him. Choi Suhyuk’s eyes burned an even deeper red.

“Beautiful. So beautiful. I want to suck them.”

“Ngh, ah, Suhyuk.”

Choi Suhyuk’s lips immediately latched onto Seo Jungin’s writhing nipple. He extended his hot tongue, quickly pressing against it, lapping at it, then taking it into his mouth and sucking hard. Each touch sent an electrifying jolt through him.

“Ugh, it’s tingling. Ugh! Chup.”

“Ah, too much, ugh! It’s hot.”

Choi Suhyuk grabbed Seo Jungin’s wrists tightly as he tried to clutch at his hair, pinning them down while rapidly licking and sucking the nipple. As Choi Suhyuk’s lips covered and released it, sucking quickly, the nipple hardened like a small piece of candy.

“Suhyuk, ugh!”

“Chup, ha, like candy. Chup.”

Choi Suhyuk closed his eyes, circling the rounded nipple with his tongue, savoring the relentless waves of tingling pleasure. Each time he sucked, the tingling sensation swirled through his stomach.

Seo Jungin’s mind went blank, unable to form any thoughts. All he could think was that he wanted more sucking, that he wanted every inch of his body to be taken into that unbearably hot mouth and sucked.

At that moment, Choi Suhyuk’s calloused thumb rapidly stimulated the other nipple, which his mouth couldn’t reach.

“Ngh! Too much, ugh!”

Zzzzt.

“Ugh! Haa, it’s tingling. Haa, chup.”

Now Choi Suhyuk instinctively understood how Seo Jungin’s body worked. Each time he stimulated and aroused Seo Jungin, the pleasure he felt was transmitted as tingling guiding waves.

So, if he nibbled on Seo Jungin’s nipple like this,

“Hng! Ugh! Ngh!”

Zzzzt.

“Ugh! Haha, haa, Jungin. Does it feel good?”

Choi Suhyuk flicked the nipple with the tip of his tongue, sucked it, or rubbed it roughly with his fingers. The fact that Seo Jungin’s pleasure was fully transmitted to him drove Choi Suhyuk increasingly wild.

It was already insanely tingling, but what would happen if he did even more?

If he plunged his fully erect cock deep into Seo Jungin’s mucous membranes.

If he rubbed the blunt tip against the soft tongue, making it slick, then thrust it deep into the spread-open hole between his buttocks.

How would Seo Jungin feel if he rubbed his hardened cock against the clinging mucous membranes from every angle?

What would Seo Jungin feel if he scraped the wide crown against every fold of the red inner walls?

Overwhelmed by fervent desire, Choi Suhyuk sharply and rapidly stimulated Seo Jungin’s erect nipple with the tip of his tongue.

Zzzzt. Zzzzt.

“Ugh! Ngh! Does it feel that good to suck?”

Lick, nibble.

“Ngh! Ugh! Ugh!”

Ah…! Is this tingling sensation flowing inside my body too? If I thrust my cock into that tight, fleshy wall, will it send tingling electricity through it too?

Will it send dizzying electricity through the wet cock rubbing against the tight, full flesh?

Choi Suhyuk lifted his head, glaring fiercely at Seo Jungin’s face, and twisted both nipples with his hands, sending a thrilling sensation.

“Haa! Ah, ah! Ah!”

Seo Jungin shuddered and writhed as if he couldn’t take it, the waves he emitted sending chills through Choi Suhyuk.

The hot waves swirling in Choi Suhyuk’s stomach grew even more intense, heating his body further.

What would happen if he fed all of this to Seo Jungin? Wouldn’t these tingling waves burst out with unbearable pleasure with every breath?

“Ngh! Haa, doing it like that feels… haa, hng!”

Seeing Seo Jungin panting, the violent desires hidden deep within Choi Suhyuk were fully unleashed. The hot waves created by their intertwined abilities were unraveling the carnal cravings concealed within the upright Choi Suhyuk. With red eyes blazing like a burning sun, Choi Suhyuk seemed like a different person, like Janus.

Choi Suhyuk greedily watched Seo Jungin tremble with each roll of his nipple under his fingertips.

“Hmm, does it feel good? Want more?”

I want to feed him. I want to feed him this heat and see Seo Jungin convulse, feeling like he’s dying from pleasure. I want to split his trembling, moaning body open, plunge my cock into his red inner membranes, and thrust until he screams.

“Hng, ugh! Do more, Su… hyuk! It feels, good… ah…”

I want to drive him mad, pounding into his hole until he’s lost in torturous pleasure. I want to thrust deep into his insides until his pale stomach swells with cum.

“Want me to feed you, Jungin? Want to eat it?”

“Ngh, haa, I want to eat it. Ugh.”

I want to see him beg. I want to see him, soaked in lust, rubbing his erect nipples with one hand, stroking his dripping cock with the other, spreading his legs wide, and holding his hole open with both hands, begging to be filled.

“Feed me. Hng! I want to eat it. Haa!”

Choi Suhyuk glared at Seo Jungin with blazing eyes, then suddenly lunged at his lips. As their mucous membranes fused together, Choi Suhyuk began pouring the entire mass of hot waves swirling within him into Seo Jungin’s mouth.

“Hng! Ngh! Ngh! Mmph!”

He drew out every ounce of heat within him and fed it to him wholly.

“Ngh! Hng! Ngh!”

He poured and poured again. All the searing heat. Every last drop of the heat within his body.

So that he would writhe in ecstasy, craving him madly.

So that he would scream and wail in agonizing pleasure, unable to want anyone else.

After endlessly pouring into the sweet, aching mouth until the very end, Choi Suhyuk’s lips finally parted from Seo Jungin’s.

“Hngggh!”

Seo Jungin’s eyes rolled back, his body arched sharply, and his chest heaved.

“Haak…!”

Choi Suhyuk, seeing Seo Jungin barely able to breathe, slowly and deeply licked the trembling, erect nipple on his raised chest from the root of his tongue.

An electrifying jolt surged, enough to make his eyes roll back.

“Urgh…”

Even after pouring the mass of power into Seo Jungin, Choi Suhyuk’s reason didn’t return. Because he, too, was overwhelmed by Seo Jungin’s guiding waves. Instead, his desire to devour Seo Jungin intensified, his red eyes burning even brighter.

Choi Suhyuk wrapped his arm around Seo Jungin’s arched back, floating in the air. His mind was consumed with the thought of stripping him naked.

He would strip Seo Jungin bare, suck him from head to toe, split his body open, and thrust his cock deep inside.

While fully savoring the tingling waves of pleasure Seo Jungin gave him.

He would pound like a demon, deep into his insides, until they unfolded.

He would grab his ankles, flip his body upside down, and thrust mercilessly until he passed out, eyes rolled back at the end of his screams.

Just as Choi Suhyuk, filled with vicious impulses, began to undo Seo Jungin’s belt buckle.

Crash! Thud! Shatter!

With a loud noise, the hospital room door was smashed and flung open.

Choi Suhyuk, tightly holding Seo Jungin’s body, bared his teeth and turned around. Extreme rage at being interrupted set his nerves on edge.

“Kraa! Kraaa!”

Creepians, swinging their grotesquely long arms, flooded into the room.

“Don’t interfere.”

Choi Suhyuk’s face twisted savagely as he panted, then, holding Seo Jungin tightly in his arms, extended one arm toward the Creepians.

Fwoosh.

A blue light of extreme heat enveloped the Creepians’ bodies in an instant.

Choi Suhyuk’s flame ability, channeling thermal radiation inward, affected only the target, incinerating it instantly on the spot.

“Kaa!”

Leaving only a final scream, the sight of their black skeletal forms turning to ash in a fleeting moment was chillingly horrific.

It was astonishing and perfect destructive power. Even as an S-rank esper, Choi Suhyuk had never unleashed such potent ability. His toxicity had never been fully cleansed, preventing him from maximizing his ability’s efficiency.

But now, Choi Suhyuk’s body was perfectly clean. The smooth, flowing energy, unprecedented in its overwhelming destructive power, surged from his fingertips.

In the blink of an eye, several Creepians were reduced to ash.

Yet, whether they felt no fear at the sight, the Creepians, dripping filthy fluids, lunged at Choi Suhyuk and Seo Jungin.

As their hands nearly reached Seo Jungin, Choi Suhyuk’s eyes glared fiercely.

“Get your disgusting hands off.”

“Kee!”

“Kek!”

Choi Suhyuk turned two Creepians to ash, then, still holding Seo Jungin, swiftly leapt off the bed.

Thud. Rip. Crash.

Several Creepians jumped onto the bed where the two had just been, clawing, striking, and tearing it apart. The sheets and curtains were shredded in all directions, and the metal frame bent, crumpling the bed like paper in an instant.