20XX Love Chapter 6.1 - 6. DICX X DICX

“Ha… I can’t do it. You saw what happened last time. What happened to Jungin. Are you telling me to do that to Jungin again?”

Choi Suhyuk sharply raised his eyes, glaring at Kim Yikyung.

“Choi Suhyuk. You said you want to return Jungin to normal. Wouldn’t it be best to start with the method that has the highest probability of success? As of now, I think the method the doctor suggested is the top priority.”

Kim Yikyung continued in a calm, even tone, his expression unchanged.

“Don’t think emotionally. How about preparing to ensure Jungin doesn’t get hurt and then trying it? There’s an observation room, so the members can monitor it together.”

“Ha, monitor, Yikyung Hyung? Prepare? Haa… If Jungin comes to his senses and finds out about this. No, even beyond that, if I do that to Jungin again… This time, I might lose control and use my ability. This time, I could end up hurting Jungin, or even the entire team.”

Kim Yikyung met Choi Suhyuk’s trembling face before casting his gaze to the bed across the room. There, Seo Jungin lay as if dead, fast asleep.

In the fifth-floor recovery ward, Seo Jungin had been pleading in the arms of Choi Suhyuk and Hwang Woohyun until he buried his face in Hwang Woohyun’s shoulder and fell asleep. The physical toll of being caressed by the members while emitting guiding waves had utterly exhausted him.

Choi Suhyuk could hurt the entire team? That might actually be true.

When making mucous membrane contact with Seo Jungin, he lost self-control, consumed by an overwhelming desire for Seo Jungin alone. He became a state where he lost rationality due to his obsession, capable of doing anything.

A dangerous situation could arise. Especially since Choi Suhyuk was the one who fed Seo Jungin his ability, it was impossible to predict what might happen.

“Then, Hyungs, it doesn’t necessarily have to go that far.”

Jo Heechan rolled his eyes and spoke up.

“Like, you know, it doesn’t have to involve… insertion. Like how Suhyuk Hyung was just holding him earlier, just making him feel good and helping with the expulsion, right?”

Nam Taeyong, sitting with his long legs crossed, retorted to Jo Heechan.

“Hey. Is holding the same as making him feel good? Suhyuk says he can’t do it. Forget restraining from insertion, he says he might go wild and shoot fireballs at us for trying to stop him.”

Discomfort clouded the faces of Hwang Woohyun and Choi Suhyuk. Nam Taeyong scanned them up and down, continuing to talk.

“No, not just Suhyuk, we’ve all experienced it, so we know. Once you start with Jungin, can you restrain yourself? Can you control it with reason? Once things heat up with Jungin, your head just goes blank.”

Kim Yikyung, lost in thought for a moment, parted his lips.

“How about this? Suhyuk takes medication.”

“…What?”

“This is a hospital, so there are plenty of sedatives. Even an esper can’t overcome drugs. If we try it with Suhyuk sedated… whatever happens, the members should be able to control the situation.”

Choi Suhyuk stared blankly at Kim Yikyung. He couldn’t decide whether this was a good idea or a crazy one. Meanwhile, Nam Taeyong’s eyes sparkled as he jumped to his feet.

“That’s it. That’s a good one. Drugs will do it. And here…”

Nam Taeyong tapped the transparent storage box attached to the bed.

“The bed’s restraints are solid. If we tie Suhyuk up tight, he won’t be able to go wild on Jungin.”

Hwang Woohyun let out a hollow laugh.

“Nam Taeyong. You think this is a joke?”

“No? I’m being dead serious. I’m giving serious suggestions because I’m worried about Jungin getting hurt.”

Hwang Woohyun’s thick eyebrows furrowed deeply. The sharp blue eyes in his pale sclera glared at Nam Taeyong’s smirking face as if they could pierce through it. As their gazes clashed, a tense silence hung in the air, broken by a pleasant low voice.

“I’ll do it.”

Choi Suhyuk, who had been leaning his head with his chin propped, straightened up and continued.

“Like Yikyung Hyung said, I’ll use drugs, and like Taeyong said, I’ll use restraints. That way, you guys can control my condition.”

“Choi Suhyuk.”

“Woohyun-ah.”

Hwang Woohyun, clearly displeased with the plan, frowned and tried to argue further, but Choi Suhyuk, resolute, cut him off.

“Let’s do it that way. And I have a request for you.”

Indeed, Hwang Woohyun was the only one he could ask for this.

“Like Heechan said, I… want to avoid direct intimacy with Jungin.”

Nam Taeyong, looking highly intrigued, alternated his gaze between Choi Suhyuk and Hwang Woohyun.

“The doctor said contact with me, who fed him the ability, would be most effective for expelling the waves, but others can help with expulsion too.”

Nam Taeyong watched with surprise as Hwang Woohyun’s eyes widened.

“So, while Jungin and I are in contact… I’d like you, Woohyun, to help Jungin.”

“…What?”

“I’ll be sedated and restrained, but Jungin will probably try to… engage with me. Try to take it in. Stop him. Stop him and help him… to reach climax…”

Nam Taeyong’s eyes widened. Was he really going to witness a threesome with Choi Suhyuk, Hwang Woohyun, and Seo Jungin?

Choi Suhyuk, looking like he wanted to die, covered his head with both hands.

“No sex. Just hands… Please, let’s stop thrusting into our Jungin.”

Complex emotions flickered in the members’ eyes. Confusion. Guilt. Curiosity. Excitement. Arousal.

Of course, one or two of those emotions hit each of them more intensely.

Inside the ward, it felt like everyone had gone mad. Morality and ethics were turned upside down, and the standards of right and wrong were flipped. Were they helping Seo Jungin? Devouring him? Or being consumed by him?

But one thing was clear: each member’s affection and obsession for Seo Jungin was no less than the others’.

Kim Yikyung lifted his head and looked around at the members.

“Anyway, it’s true that we need to return Jungin to normal. Otherwise, it’ll be hard for any of us to resist Jungin’s temptation. In this isolated ward, that would be physically and mentally taxing for Jungin. Agree?”

No one answered, but no one disagreed either.

“To prevent Jungin from being in danger, we’ll use the observation room, and the members will monitor. Suhyuk will be restrained on the bed and sedated. While Jungin and Suhyuk are in contact, Woohyun will assist with ability expulsion and primarily separate them in case of danger. Any objections?”

Choi Suhyuk and Hwang Woohyun remained silent. While Nam Taeyong smirked, only Jo Heechan slowly shook his head.

“The Separator summoned a ton of Creepions, so there’s a high chance there won’t be an attack for a day. Let’s use that time to return Jungin to normal.”

Suddenly, Hwang Woohyun spoke up.

“Inside the observation room, if I lose control, what then?”

“Then we’ll intervene immediately, separate all three of you, and stop it. Will that work?”

“As Suhyuk said earlier, if Jungin finds out we monitored it, he’ll be shocked…”

Kim Yikyung wasn’t without concern. But they couldn’t stay stalled like this. With limited time, space, and resources, this was the best option.

“I think Jungin’s safety is the top priority. That means we have to monitor. Suhyuk’s condition is unstable, and you, Woohyun, might lose control too. If anyone disagrees or has other ideas, speak now.”

“…”

And so, a seemingly insane plan was finalized, and preparations began.

The observation room was equipped with all the tools needed to restrain and medicate patients showing psychiatric symptoms while monitoring them.

The six members of the K814 team entered the observation room.

Seo Jungin was deeply asleep in Hwang Woohyun’s arms. An IV line was connected to his arm, delivering fluids. Kim Yikyung had administered a mix of nutrients and glucose, and when one bag was finished, they brought him to the observation room.

As Choi Suhyuk lay on the bed, Nam Taeyong approached, holding restraints with a condescending look.

Dressed impeccably in a white shirt buttoned to the collar, Choi Suhyuk looked perfect from head to toe. His thick, neat eyebrows, resolute eyes, prominent nose, and tightly closed lips exuded perfect asceticism. Imagining that face unraveling for Seo Jungin, Nam Taeyong smirked.

“You’ll need to unbutton the shirt for skin contact.”

“…”

Choi Suhyuk lowered his eyes expressionlessly and began unbuttoning his shirt.

“Roll up your sleeves too. You need a shot.”

“…”

Choi Suhyuk silently followed Nam Taeyong’s instructions, unbuttoning his shirt completely and rolling up both sleeves.

Nam Taeyong grinned and gave a command.

“Spread your arms.”

As Choi Suhyuk spread his arms, Nam Taeyong secured one wrist with a restraint, tightly binding it to the bed. A Velcro restraint was fastened first, followed by a leather one, cinched with a belt. After securing one wrist, Nam Taeyong moved to the other side, pulling the restraint tight and binding the other wrist firmly.

Meanwhile, Kim Yikyung approached with a prepared syringe. The way he rustled the packaging and readied the injection was surprisingly fitting. Removing the capsule cap and injecting the solution, he was remarkably skilled.

Jo Heechan asked in surprise.

“Hyung, what, were you a doctor before? Why are you so good at this?”

“My parents run a hospital. Being a doctor was my career goal.”

“My dream was to be a landlord. What about you, Taeyong Hyung? What was your dream before awakening?”

Nam Taeyong, pulling the restraints on Choi Suhyuk’s legs tight, replied.

“Sculpture artist.”

“Huh?”

“Hey, Choi Suhyuk. Try pulling your limbs. Can you move?”

At Nam Taeyong’s words, Choi Suhyuk tugged at his arms and legs, but the restraints were so secure that only burning them with his ability could free him.

“…It’s tightly bound.”

“Wow, you look like a total drawing model tied up like that. I do some sketching, you know.”

As Nam Taeyong said, Choi Suhyuk, bound to the bed with limbs spread, looked like a sensual model. The perfect abdominal muscles visible through his open shirt, combined with his striking features and a resolute yet melancholic expression, were strong, pitiable, and beautiful.

“Nam Taeyong. Jo Heechan. You two, get out now.”

“We’re gonna see it all on the monitors anyway, so I don’t know what’s the difference, but fine, we’re leaving.”

Nam Taeyong grumbled and sauntered out of the ward. Jo Heechan glanced worriedly at Seo Jungin in Hwang Woohyun’s arms before following Nam Taeyong.

“Woohyun-ah, wake Jungin up now.”

Kim Yikyung removed the IV needle from Seo Jungin’s arm, disinfected the spot, and applied a bandage. After clearing away the IV pole, Hwang Woohyun carefully placed Seo Jungin next to Choi Suhyuk.

Brown hair slightly disheveled over his pale forehead. His thin eyelids were tightly closed, and he was still sleeping with soft breaths.

Hwang Woohyun couldn’t help but smile a little and gently patted Seo Jungin’s shoulder to wake him.

“Jungin-ah. Jungin-ah.”

“…”

“Jungin-ah. Wake up. Jungin-ah.”

Seo Jungin’s face scrunched slightly, and after a moment, he slowly, gently lifted his eyelids.

Looking up at Hwang Woohyun, Seo Jungin’s eyes were still golden. Stretching his long neck and tilting his head back, he parted his thin, soft lips and whispered.

“Kiss me, Woohyun-ah…”

Kim Yikyung, watching up to that point, rubbed an alcohol swab on Choi Suhyuk’s arm.

“Injecting now. It’s Ativan. You’ll feel sluggish five minutes after it goes in. We’ll be monitoring, so don’t worry.”

“Okay. Got it.”

The sharp needle pierced Choi Suhyuk’s vein. Feeling the cold solution flow through his blood, Choi Suhyuk looked at Seo Jungin. As if sensing the gaze, Seo Jungin twisted his waist to face Choi Suhyuk.

The red neural lines within his golden irises unfurled beautifully, beginning to blaze.

“Suhyuk-ah. Suhyuk-ah…”

As Kim Yikyung stepped back from the bed, Seo Jungin dove into Choi Suhyuk’s arms.

“I kept waiting, waiting for you.”

Choi Suhyuk looked at Seo Jungin with a pained expression.

He had only watched from afar. Liked him from a distance. Feared that liking him too much might lead to touching him. Feared wanting to touch him. Feared his ability would ruin Seo Jungin.

“Suhyuk-ah. Why aren’t you touching me? Why won’t you touch me? Huh?”

Seo Jungin slipped his hand into Choi Suhyuk’s open shirt.

“Heu… eut.”

As slightly warm fingertips slid over his chest, a moan escaped Choi Suhyuk’s lips. Each time Seo Jungin gently stroked his chiseled chest and abs, an electrifying sensation surged through.

“Ha, haa, Jungin-ah…”

“Suhyuk-ah.”

It was a tender, loving moment, like lovers sharing affection. If his limbs weren’t restrained and Seo Jungin’s eyes weren’t golden, it would have been like a dream Choi Suhyuk once had.

Not frantically craving Seo Jungin. If only they could share their feelings and touch. That would be so wonderful. But he knew it wasn’t allowed, so it was just a dream. He knew that touching Seo Jungin in reality would turn into a nightmare.

“Ah, aa, Jungin…”

Choi Suhyuk felt the dizzying sensation gradually fade, his tongue growing heavy and his vision narrowing. The drug was taking effect.

“Ha, eu, euu…”

As Choi Suhyuk let out a low moan, Hwang Woohyun looked up at the cameras installed in the room. Outside, Kim Yikyung, Nam Taeyong, and Jo Heechan sat at multiple monitors, observing Choi Suhyuk, Hwang Woohyun, and Seo Jungin from various angles.

Kim Yikyung, in particular, closely monitored Choi Suhyuk’s condition. They couldn’t administer too much sedative. To expel all the waves, Choi Suhyuk and Seo Jungin needed to stimulate each other’s nervous systems, so if Choi Suhyuk lost consciousness, the attempt would be pointless. Thus, while his senses were dulled and his body slowed, Choi Suhyuk remained conscious.

Since Choi Suhyuk might wake from the drug faster than expected upon contact with Seo Jungin or lose control and use his ability, they needed to observe closely to respond to emergencies.

On the monitor, Seo Jungin was still stroking Choi Suhyuk’s body, desperate to touch him more.

“Ah, Jungin-ah…”

Choi Suhyuk closed his eyes, calling Seo Jungin in a languid, dreamlike voice. Hearing his name, Seo Jungin leaned over Choi Suhyuk, pressing their lips together and rubbing softly.

“Ng…”

“Eup…!”

Moaning and trembling, Choi Suhyuk tilted his head, biting Seo Jungin’s lips and sucking sweetly.

“Haa, Jungin-ah.”

“Eunng…”

Choi Suhyuk slipped his tongue into Seo Jungin’s mouth, eagerly licking the smooth membrane. As the soft tongue rubbed against his, Choi Suhyuk entwined their tongues, kissing wetly. The sensation of their slick tongues pressing together without a gap made Seo Jungin shudder, pouring out guiding waves.

Zzt, zzt.

“Euuung! Ng…!”

As Seo Jungin’s convulsing pale body showed signs of pulling back, Choi Suhyuk strongly sucked his tongue.

“Haaang!”

When Seo Jungin finally broke the kiss and threw his head back, Choi Suhyuk frantically tried to reach out, but his restrained wrists wouldn’t budge.

“Krrk, eut…!”

Choi Suhyuk’s eyes widened as he tried to sit up. But with his arms tightly bound, he only lifted his back slightly off the mattress.

“Heu, heu, eu.”

Choi Suhyuk’s raised eyes had turned bright red. His gaze, fixed on Seo Jungin’s lips, burned with lust. He looked desperate to pounce and devour him.

“Haa, haa, Suhyuk-ah…”

Just seeing Choi Suhyuk like that made Seo Jungin start panting. The flame ability flickering along the radial neural lines in his golden irises was irresistibly drawn to Choi Suhyuk’s red eyes. An intense urge to become one filled both their minds.

Seo Jungin felt his lower abdomen heat up. The fiery waves began to swirl.

As Seo Jungin melted onto Choi Suhyuk’s body, their lips, seeking mucous membranes, locked together.

“Chup, chup, chup-chup.”

“Ng! Chup, chuup, eunng…!”

Saliva mingled wetly, and glossy tongues tangled messily. The sounds of rubbing, grinding, and sucking filled the room.

Hwang Woohyun watched Choi Suhyuk and Seo Jungin’s kiss with heavy, sunken eyes. His shadowed blue eyes took on a deep cobalt hue.

Choi Suhyuk’s red eyes and Seo Jungin’s blazing neural lines were reacting, heating each other. Contact with Seo Jungin already caused loss of reason and control, but now, their abilities were interlocked, amplifying the effect.

Feeding guiding abilities drove espers mad with lust. Feeding flame abilities made guides writhe in ecstasy.

If they weren’t careful, instead of expelling heat, they could pour in more flames. Should he stop the kiss?

Choi Suhyuk’s tongue slipped out, greedily licking Seo Jungin’s jaw. Seo Jungin tilted his head back, offering his smooth neck to Choi Suhyuk’s tongue. The wet tongue slid to his nape, lapping eagerly before covering the skin with lips.

“Haang, Suhyuk-ah, it feels good…”

“Haa, haa.”

Choi Suhyuk panted, trying to lunge at Seo Jungin, but his tightly restrained hands couldn’t break free, and he only shook his upper body. This only heightened and excited him further.

At that moment, Kim Yikyung, intently watching the monitors outside, stood abruptly. Nam Taeyong and Jo Heechan, engrossed in the footage, jumped at Kim Yikyung’s sudden movement.

“Damn, you scared me.”

“What’s up, Hyung? What’s wrong? Gotta poop?”

Kim Yikyung looked down at the monitor with a cold expression and spoke.

“Suhyuk needs more drugs. Contact with Jungin is making him too excited, and the sedative isn’t working.”

Kim Yikyung quickly left the monitor room, opened the observation room door, and stepped inside.

“Ha…”

The moment he entered, Kim Yikyung let out a short breath. A familiar energy filled the space. The chilling guiding waves he’d felt from Seo Jungin multiple times were densely woven into the air particles. Just being in the room felt like it could rob him of reason with its dizzying sensation.

Just a few kisses heated the air like this?

Seo Jungin’s guiding ability was changing. Different from the start. Different even from yesterday. This level of change stirred an unsettling sense of unease.

As Hwang Woohyun turned, Kim Yikyung strode forward and spoke.

“Suhyuk, we need to give you more drugs.”

“…”

As Kim Yikyung picked up a syringe and medication from the side table, Choi Suhyuk, who had been staring only at Seo Jungin, whipped his head around.

“Don’t… interfere…”

His chiseled face contorted grotesquely, and his red eyes glinted menacingly. Without the sedative, he might have burned through the restraints and hurled a fireball at Kim Yikyung. Or perhaps he would have already attacked Hwang Woohyun standing nearby.

“Suhyuk-ah. Calm down. It’s me, Yikyung Hyung.”

“Don’t… interfere…”

“Look closely. You’re with Jungin right now. You don’t want to hurt Jungin, right? Look at Jungin.”

As Kim Yikyung calmly soothed Choi Suhyuk, his glaring red eyes slowly turned to Seo Jungin. While Choi Suhyuk stared hungrily at Seo Jungin straddling him, Kim Yikyung quickly tied a tourniquet around his rolled-up sleeve. As their lips met again, the needle pierced Choi Suhyuk’s vein.

Choi Suhyuk, unaware of the sedative being injected, frantically kissed Seo Jungin, biting and tugging at his shirt collar with his teeth, tearing it open. Seo Jungin, his face flushed with arousal, unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his pale chest to Choi Suhyuk.

“Chup, chup, heu… eut, chup.”

“Haang, heu, eunng, heung!”

The pink nipples were sucked into Choi Suhyuk’s mouth, rolled and licked thoroughly, becoming sharply erect. Choi Suhyuk bit and tugged at one nipple with his teeth, gazing up at Seo Jungin.

“Euang, it hurts…!”

Choi Suhyuk’s mouth stretched wide, engulfing the other nipple, sucking and gnawing on it. Seo Jungin, tormented alternately on both nipples, twisted his waist, unable to endure, moaning and pleading.

“Eunng, Suhyuk-ah, more, haang, more…”

“Ha… haa… haaa…”

Choi Suhyuk’s panting breaths began to slow again. The additional sedative was taking effect. Meanwhile, Seo Jungin, growing impatient, unbuckled his pants and hurriedly unzipped them. It was then that Hwang Woohyun, who had been silently watching from behind, began to move.

Hwang Woohyun quietly climbed onto the bed and reached for Seo Jungin. He started assisting Seo Jungin, who was anxiously rubbing his crotch against Choi Suhyuk’s abdomen.

“Eunng, Woohyun-ah…”

“I’ll help you.”

Hwang Woohyun gently tugged Seo Jungin’s shirt off, helping him slip his arms out. Then he held the pant legs, assisting Seo Jungin to remove them one by one, and slid his underwear down as well.

Now naked atop Choi Suhyuk, Seo Jungin glanced over his shoulder at Hwang Woohyun with a playful smile.

Was it a thank you? Or an invitation to join?

Hwang Woohyun gave a bittersweet smile, neatly folding Seo Jungin’s clothes and placing them on the side table.

“Jungin… haa… ah…”

The sedative had fully spread through Choi Suhyuk, dulling his mind, and his wild instincts were subdued by his sluggish body. Even under Hwang Woohyun’s watch, his ferocious energy noticeably waned. Yet, perhaps due to the intensity of Seo Jungin’s waves, his veins bulged prominently, and his red eyes flickered dizzily. He still craved and desired Seo Jungin.

The beautiful, naked Seo Jungin crawled down to Choi Suhyuk’s spread legs. As his pale hand caressed the bulging center, Choi Suhyuk’s hips bucked.

“Heu… euu… eu…”

“Haa.”

Seo Jungin let out a small sigh, stroking the firm mound of the penis before unbuckling the belt and pulling down the zipper.

Ziiip.

Outside the observation room, Jo Heechan, glued to the monitor, swallowed hard, unable to look away. Nam Taeyong, watching intently with his arms crossed, suddenly found Kim Yikyung, occupying a corner of the monitor, irritating.

“Kim Yikyung, why aren’t you joining? You gonna do it too?”

But at that moment, Kim Yikyung vanished from the lens’s view, soon returning to the monitor room. Nam Taeyong glanced at Kim Yikyung, scanning him up and down. Noticing his bulging crotch, Nam Taeyong recoiled as if he’d seen something repulsive, though his own state wasn’t much different. Nor was Jo Heechan’s.

Just watching. Just thinking. No, now just recalling Seo Jungin made them want to hold him, touch him, kiss him. The espers of the K814 team were utterly captivated by their guide, Seo Jungin.

What would happen once they left the ward? Would they become a team that strictly followed the mucous membrane guiding prohibition, seeking a new A-class main guide, with Seo Jungin reverting to a C-class secondary guide? Would the events in the ward be buried in the isolated time, pretending they never happened?

They didn’t want that. None of them, watching Seo Jungin, wanted that. Then did they want to remain trapped in the ward, endlessly wandering in a maze of pleasure with Seo Jungin? If not that, would only one person, the one Seo Jungin desired, share his heart and claim him?

— Ha, Suhyuk-ah, yours is too, ng…

Seo Jungin’s heightened moans echoed sweetly through the speakers. Kim Yikyung, Nam Taeyong, and Jo Heechan felt as if an electrifying sensation pierced their eardrums.

On the monitor, Seo Jungin’s small, round head settled at Choi Suhyuk’s crotch, beginning to move up and down. Hwang Woohyun’s large palm slowly glided down Seo Jungin’s spine.

“Ng! Eunng!”

Seo Jungin shivered with chilling pleasure, moaning as the rough, calloused palm gently caressed his body. The large penis in his mouth grew inexplicably heavier each time Seo Jungin pursed and tightened his lips. It was so large that his mouth stretched to its limit, and even sucking to the root of his tongue couldn’t take in half.

Seo Jungin’s pale face, steeped in aching sexual pleasure, fervently sucked the penis filling his mouth.

“Chup, chuup, heung…!”

“Haa… heu… Jungin-ah…”

Hwang Woohyun slowly stroked Seo Jungin’s back, engrossed in fellatio, then began rubbing his round buttocks.

“Eunng!”

Seo Jungin flinched, letting out a moan, and Hwang Woohyun gripped the soft flesh with his large palm, kneading it.

“Haeung, Woohyun…”

Lust clouded Hwang Woohyun’s face. He scooted closer to Seo Jungin, now gently caressing his bare chest. The small, protruding nipple grazed his palm.

“Haa, haang, ng…”

Seo Jungin sat up, looking at Hwang Woohyun, who tenderly kneaded his chest. Feeling hot breath at his ear, Seo Jungin tilted his head back, closing his eyes, expecting a kiss.

Hwang Woohyun’s head slowly lowered, their lips nearly touching. But he only continued to caress Seo Jungin’s body, withholding the kiss.

“Haa, Woohyun-ah, hurry…”

Seo Jungin whispered, frustrated by the lips that wouldn’t meet. Instead of responding, Hwang Woohyun began toying with Seo Jungin’s small nipple.

“Ah! Ah, ah, aang.”

Hwang Woohyun’s face slid to Seo Jungin’s chest, taking a nipple into his mouth and rubbing it with his tongue.

“Euang, ah, ah, ah.”

Hwang Woohyun sucked the nipple, rubbing the other with one hand and kneading the buttocks with the other. Seo Jungin’s erect white penis began leaking clear fluid from the tip and between his legs.

“Eunng, Woohyun-ah, it’s good…”

“Jungin-ah.”

A hoarse, cracked voice spilled from Hwang Woohyun. Slowly lifting his head, he leaned to Seo Jungin’s ear, whispering so softly the camera’s microphone couldn’t catch it.

“You should be looking at Suhyuk, not me.”

“Haang…”

Seo Jungin flinched, trembling, and lowered his wet eyes. Choi Suhyuk’s fiercely erect, large penis came into view. The purplish, blunt glans, the sharp ridge, and the bulging veins climbing the straight shaft.

“Seo Jungin… come up…”

Even with eyes glazed from the sedative, Choi Suhyuk commanded Seo Jungin in a lust-filled voice. Seo Jungin crawled up, straddling Choi Suhyuk’s body.

Choi Suhyuk’s lower abdomen was soaked with Seo Jungin’s leaking fluids, and his erect penis rubbed wetly against the cleft of Seo Jungin’s pale buttocks.

The slick sound of fluid accompanied Seo Jungin’s movements, clearly audible to Hwang Woohyun’s ears.

“Ha, Jungin-ah…”

Hwang Woohyun was exerting desperate self-control. He knew Seo Jungin’s physical secrets, but seeing them directly was a terrifyingly intense stimulus. His mind kept slipping into a haze.

He was here to help them. To prevent Seo Jungin and Choi Suhyuk from penetrative sex while ensuring they continued contact to stimulate their nervous systems. All while maintaining his own rationality.

‘Is that even possible?’

At that moment, Seo Jungin lifted his hips, aligning his entrance with the tip of Choi Suhyuk’s glans. As Hwang Woohyun, panting, saw the languid eyes, his senses snapped back, and he grabbed Seo Jungin’s waist, pulling him back just in time to prevent penetration.

“Ah…!”

Seo Jungin collapsed onto Choi Suhyuk’s thighs, looking up plaintively at Hwang Woohyun, who held his waist.

“I want to put it in. Let me put it in. Why won’t you let me?”

“Jungin-ah, no. You’ll regret it later. You’ll regret it.”

“I won’t regret it. I promise I won’t.”

“Haa, Suhyuk will regret it. Suhyuk will suffer.”

“Then put yours in, Woohyun’s. Okay?”

Hwang Woohyun’s blue eyes wavered dizzily. It was an unbearable temptation. The beloved Seo Jungin, naked and ecstatic, pleading to be filled, with electrifying sensations coursing through every touch, every breath, every particle of air.

His mind was emptying, unable to think of anything else. He didn’t want to think of anything else. He wanted to pin Seo Jungin down, crash their lips together, entwine their tongues, and suck his saliva. He wanted to grip Seo Jungin’s rigid penis, roughly stroke it, and make him shoot into the air. He wanted to plunge his painfully hard penis into the newly formed, hot hole, thrusting wildly into the tightening walls.

How good would it feel? How ecstatic?

Hwang Woohyun’s darkened eyes were filled with Seo Jungin’s pale body. He imagined the outline of his glans pressing against Seo Jungin’s thin abdomen, his cum streaking across soft skin.

He wanted to do it now. It was right in front of him. He wanted to do it to the body before him.

But what was I doing? Why am I here? What was I about to do?

I…

Right. I’m here to help Jungin. To remove the heat tormenting and changing him from his body.

“Hak! Haang, Woohyun-ah, hwaang…!”

Hwang Woohyun’s rough, large palm held Seo Jungin’s and Choi Suhyuk’s erect penises, rubbing them together.

“Kuk, keuu… euk.”

An electrifying, chilling sensation flooded Choi Suhyuk, drawing a moan from his lips.

Chik, chik, chik.

The thick, engorged, large penis and the pink-tinged pale penis rubbed together, mingling leaking precum.

Sitting at Seo Jungin’s side, Hwang Woohyun kneaded the penises in his hand, sliding them between his fingers, stimulating sensitive areas.

Seo Jungin moaned, twitching his hips, shaking his head as if he couldn’t bear it.

“Hwaang, aa, ah! Ah!”

Hwang Woohyun leaned Seo Jungin’s face against his chest, kissing his pale, sweat-dampened forehead. The tousled, light brown hair was moist with perspiration.

“Ha, haa, I’ll make you feel good, Jungin-ah. Even better…”

While Hwang Woohyun’s right hand relentlessly rubbed the two penises, his left hand slipped between Seo Jungin’s spread legs. His fingers glided through the already soaked cleft, stroking the drenched mucous membrane.

“Ah! Aaa! Aaa!”

“Ha, haa, Jungin-ah, haa, so soft. Too…”

Hwang Woohyun, panting at the ecstatic sensation, slid a thick finger into the hole.

Pook.

“Hwaaaa!”

“Kuk, keuk! Keuuuk!”

Hwang Woohyun’s dazed eyes rolled back as his finger plunged in to the knuckle.

“Heuk… heuk… Jungin… ha…”

Bound by restraints, Choi Suhyuk felt the guiding waves from Seo Jungin, whose mucous membrane was being probed by Hwang Woohyun, crashing over him like a tide. The shocking pleasure pouring from Seo Jungin left him gasping, eyes rolling back.

Hwang Woohyun was no longer in his right mind. Seo Jungin’s dizzying scent filled his nose, pressed against his crown. The electrifying, tightening sensation on his probing finger drove him mad. He doubted how much longer he could restrain himself. Rational judgment was already gone.

As focus returned to his rolled-back eyes, Hwang Woohyun began moving his hand skillfully.

“Hak, hak, haang! Haeut!”

Adding his ring finger to his middle one, stroking the inner walls, Seo Jungin convulsed like a trembling aspen, rubbing his face against Hwang Woohyun’s chest. The swollen, engorged walls poured fluid like an open faucet.

Chik, chik, chidek, chidek.

Below, the wet sounds of probing the hole echoed, while in front, the two precum-soaked penises rubbed together. Soon, Seo Jungin’s thighs and pelvic muscles began to contract.

“Hwaaang! Ah! Ah…!”

Seo Jungin’s penis, gripped in Hwang Woohyun’s hand and rubbing against Choi Suhyuk’s hard shaft, shot cum high into the air. At that moment, Choi Suhyuk and Hwang Woohyun were flooded with the orgasmic pleasure carried by Seo Jungin’s guiding waves.

“Krrk! Heut! Eut!”

“Heuk! Heuk! Jungin-ah…!”

Choi Suhyuk clenched his restrained hands, trembling. Hwang Woohyun, eyes rolled back, instinctively moved his hand faster, driven to wring out every last bit of pleasure.

Fluid gushed from Seo Jungin’s contracting inner walls, soaking Choi Suhyuk’s pants. Hwang Woohyun stroked Seo Jungin’s penis from the base, squeezing out the final drop of cum and smearing it over Choi Suhyuk’s shaft.

“Haeuuung…!”

Seo Jungin convulsed, moaning plaintively, then slumped against Hwang Woohyun’s body. The slick mucous membrane between his round buttocks still held Hwang Woohyun’s fingers.

Hwang Woohyun lowered his head, gazing at Seo Jungin’s exhausted face up close. The small, sweat-glossed face, eyes tightly shut, exhaled sweet breaths through thin lips.

He must have bitten his lips during climax, as they showed traces of blood.

“You’ve got blood on your lips. Biting them when it feels good isn’t a good habit…”

Hwang Woohyun whispered in a husky voice, gently licking Seo Jungin’s bloodied lips.

“Haa…”

As Seo Jungin, eyes closed, parted his lips with a sigh, Hwang Woohyun’s tongue naturally slipped inside. Licking the sweet mucous membrane thoroughly, Hwang Woohyun’s mind went blank. He wanted to suck and swallow the small, cute tongue. Suck and swallow the cum-soaked penis. Smear saliva over Seo Jungin’s body, suck him from head to toe, and swallow him whole.

“Ng, eunng, ng…”

“Chup, chup, chuup, chup.”

As Seo Jungin’s slick body squirmed in Hwang Woohyun’s arms, Choi Suhyuk tugged at his restrained hands, desperate to break free. Even drugged, he couldn’t bear the tantalizing body before him.

Hwang Woohyun devoured Seo Jungin’s mouth, sucking his tongue, grazing his jaw, and rubbing his lips along his neck. He pressed the soft skin of the long nape like playing a harmonica.

It was luscious. His hand, having released Choi Suhyuk’s penis, now toyed with Seo Jungin’s softened, erect penis, kneading it relentlessly. The other hand, still between the round buttocks, stroked and stirred the slick, intimate inner walls.

Ah. What do I do? I can’t. I can’t hold back. I want to thrust in now. I want to plunge into this hole, pounding until he screams.

I want to put it in. I want to do it. I want to thrust.

“Woohyun-ah, what are you doing right now?”

At that moment, the three in the monitor room noticed a shift in the tone of Seo Jungin’s voice.

His clear, light brown eyes, wet with moisture, gazed up at Hwang Woohyun.

“Woohyun-ah. What… are you doing right now?”

But Hwang Woohyun didn’t notice.

“I want to do it.”

“…What?”

Hwang Woohyun’s rationality was finally overtaken by lust, losing self-control.

“I want to do it with you right now.”

Hwang Woohyun grabbed Seo Jungin’s waist, pulling him toward himself.

“Haak! No!”

Seo Jungin, his lower body yanked away, buried his face in Choi Suhyuk’s thighs. Hwang Woohyun glared with blazing blue eyes at the parted flesh beneath Seo Jungin’s pale buttocks.

“Don’t look. Don’t look, Woohyun-ah…!”

“…It’s exactly as I imagined…”

“Heut, heuk…”

The beautiful, seductive flesh further numbed Hwang Woohyun’s rationality. The moist, soft perineum gleamed with clear, viscous fluid, and below, the darkened scrotum hung alongside the delicate penis.

“It’s so beautiful. I want to do it. Let me do it. I want to put it in you.”

“Woohyun-ah. No.”

Seo Jungin turned to look at Hwang Woohyun, then shifted his gaze to the man bound by his limbs.

The restraints binding Choi Suhyuk’s wrists and ankles were firmly secured to the bed’s brackets. With his limbs spread wide, Choi Suhyuk was consumed by intense lust, yet his eyes, somehow languidly unfocused, ceaselessly fixed on Seo Jungin.

Seo Jungin couldn’t comprehend the scene before him.

“What is this… What? What are we doing right now?”

Hwang Woohyun didn’t respond. Instead, he spread Seo Jungin’s buttocks wide with his large hands, buried his face in the parted flesh, and began licking the mucous membrane with long strokes of his tongue.

“Haaa! Hwaaa! Wait! Woohyun-ah…!”

“Haa, chup, chup, why is it so, chup-chup, beautiful, chup.”

“Ng! Eunng! Eunng!”

Hwang Woohyun delved into the crevice, licking, then sweetly sucked each side of the flesh, leaving a wet trail as he licked down to the scrotum. All sorts of bodily fluids Seo Jungin had released were smeared there. As he took the soft, dangling scrotum into his mouth and sucked, a chilling sensation raced down his spine, and Hwang Woohyun, eyes rolling back, whispered.

“Haa, it’s so sweet. Everything is sweet…”

“Haang! Stop, Woohyun-ah, aah!”

Lick, lick, lick.

Seo Jungin’s mind resisted the situation, but his body blazed with unbelievable heat. The sensation of his scrotum being thoroughly sucked made fluid gush from his entrance, and seeing Choi Suhyuk’s erect penis up close filled his mouth with saliva.

“Suck it. Put it in your mouth, all the way to the base…”

Choi Suhyuk’s red eyes gazed languidly down at Seo Jungin, issuing an irresistible command. In that moment, Seo Jungin vividly imagined taking the rigid penis into his mouth, the sensation of it thrusting deep into his throat. The feeling of the blunt glans mercilessly scraping the soft mucous membrane of his throat, inescapable and undeniable, flooded his mind.

The bitter taste of lust and the sensation of his throat being violated. Simultaneously, the feeling of being roughly penetrated from behind, inner walls probed. The thought of both his throat and lower entrance being relentlessly thrust into made his head spin, and Seo Jungin instinctively grabbed Choi Suhyuk’s penis.

“Suck it, Seo Jungin… I said suck it.”

As Seo Jungin opened his mouth toward the large glans, he flinched in shock and hurriedly released Choi Suhyuk’s penis. He recoiled at himself, nearly swept away by the desire to be ravished by both men.

“No. Suhyuk-ah. I, I… Ah, Woohyun-ah! Haeuk! No!”

The chilling sensation of his softened penis being sucked into a hot mouth made Seo Jungin tremble violently, letting out a loud moan.

“Hwaaaa! Woohyun-aaa!”

“Chup-chup, chup, chup.”

“Stop…! Stop it! Haeuk!”

Seo Jungin reached back, grabbing Hwang Woohyun’s blonde hair, and burst into tears.

“Euhuk, euhuhuk, you won’t even explain what’s going on. What is this? Why is this happening again? Euhuk.”

“…”

“I keep losing my memory, euhuk, my memory’s gone. I can’t remember. Heuk.”

Hwang Woohyun stopped his caresses as Seo Jungin sobbed, slowly lifting his head.

“I’m scared. Heuk, I’m saying I’m scared. I keep, euk, losing my memory, euhuk, and you guys keep clinging to me whenever you get the chance.”

Hwang Woohyun stared blankly at the back of Seo Jungin’s head as he sobbed.

“Stop it. I don’t know what’s happening to my body. Huhuk.”

The blue eyes snapped back into focus. Hwang Woohyun widened his eyes, lifted Seo Jungin, and pulled him tightly into his arms. His face, pale with shock, was overcome with dismay.

“Jungin-ah. Don’t cry. Okay? Don’t cry. I’ll explain. I’ll explain everything.”

“Heuk, euhuk, explain it. Explain. What is all this?”

Hwang Woohyun, steeped in bitter self-loathing, couldn’t meet Seo Jungin’s gaze, overwhelmed by endless disappointment in his loss of control. He only held Seo Jungin tighter, hiding his shame.

“It ended up like this, even though I knew it wouldn’t work. It was a ridiculous plan from the start.”

“What plan? What, what’s ridiculous?”

“…”

Hwang Woohyun couldn’t answer readily. It was a failed plan that excluded Seo Jungin’s consent.

“Tell me. Explain it. Okay?”

“…”

As Hwang Woohyun, holding Seo Jungin’s back and head, struggled to find words, Seo Jungin squirmed to break free. Only then did Hwang Woohyun’s mouth confess the truth.

“We wanted to return you to normal. To make you yourself again. That’s why we made this plan. To keep you from getting hurt, we sedated Suhyuk and tied him to the bed.”

“What? Sedatives? What does that mean? Did Suhyuk say to do that?”

“Yeah. Suhyuk asked for it. In case he lost control and attacked you or used his ability.”

“…Sedated and tied up. To do what with me? What kind of plan was this?”

Even without Hwang Woohyun’s answer, Seo Jungin could tell. The fiery waves inside his body. To expel them, he had to roll around in bed with Choi Suhyuk. So, this plan was about that.

“Jungin-ah. The waves in your body are making you lose your memory. Every time your eye color changes, you lose your memory and your personality shifts. You might not remember, but in the fifth-floor safe zone, you… kept wanting to do it.”

“Kept wanting to do it? What…? What did I, euhuhuk.”

He already knew without asking, understood without hearing the answer. Hwang Woohyun lifted his pained face to look down at Seo Jungin. Seo Jungin was crying, consumed by grief, tears streaming down his face.

Those tears held emotions Seo Jungin shouldn’t have to feel. The self-loathing and shame that should belong to Hwang Woohyun and the other espers. The tear-streaked face pained Hwang Woohyun’s heart even more.

“Heuk, but why three of us? What’s that about? Are we doing it together? What’s the point of three in this plan?”

“Sorry. I’m sorry. It was a ridiculous plan anyway.”

Hwang Woohyun pulled away from Seo Jungin, clutching his head.

“A stupid, damn awful plan.”

Hwang Woohyun, uncharacteristically, laced his words with curses, chewing them out.

— Jungin-ah. Woohyun was there to help you.

Kim Yikyung’s voice echoed in the room, and Seo Jungin looked up, scanning around. He noticed the speakers mounted above and the multiple cameras with red lights on.

“Turn off the cameras. Turn off the damn cameras first.”

Hwang Woohyun growled, still clutching his head.

— To expel the waves in your body, you need to be in contact with Suhyuk, but to avoid penetrative sex, Suhyuk asked Woohyun to protect you and help with the expulsion.

“Turn them off!”

Hwang Woohyun shouted furiously at the cameras.

— …

With a desolate expression, Hwang Woohyun rose from the bed. He spread a sheet over Seo Jungin’s body and adjusted Choi Suhyuk’s disheveled clothes. Then he picked up the neatly folded clothes from the side table and handed them to Seo Jungin.

“Put them on. Let’s go. Let Suhyuk rest like this.”

Seo Jungin silently wrapped the sheet around himself, directing his teary gaze toward Choi Suhyuk.

“…”

“Jungin-ah. Get dressed. I’ll turn around.”

“Let’s keep going.”

Hwang Woohyun, not understanding, stared blankly at Seo Jungin.

“I… can feel I’ve changed. Heuk, in my body, I mean, it feels… a bit expelled.”

Seo Jungin sensed the hot energy swirling inside him had lessened slightly. So, contacting Choi Suhyuk to expel the waves seemed to be the right approach. Regaining consciousness after climaxing, despite losing memory, was proof of that.

Panting with a tearful voice, Seo Jungin continued.

“This method is right. It’s the right method. Heuk, heuk, if we don’t do this, the stuff inside me won’t go away. So, stick to the plan.”

“No, Jungin-ah.”

“You can help me. Like the original plan. I, I’m okay with it.”

“I’m not okay. I can’t stop. I absolutely can’t stop. I can’t do it.”

Hwang Woohyun turned away from Seo Jungin, clenching his teeth. His jaw muscles bulged, and his neck tendons stood out with tension.

“Even now, my body’s burning, and I don’t know what to do. I don’t trust myself to hold back.”

“But, still, you have to be there. You need to be by my side.”

Seo Jungin pulled the sheet up, hiding his face within it.

“With Suhyuk tied up like that, what am I supposed to do?”

As Seo Jungin’s voice grew faint, a stunned expression mixed with Hwang Woohyun’s pained one.

“…I’m too embarrassed to do that.”

“…”

“You said you’d help… with the expulsion…”

At the barely audible voice, Hwang Woohyun glanced at the cameras, then leaned closer to Seo Jungin. His lips near Seo Jungin’s ear opened, whispering in a soothing tone.

“Jungin-ah. If I touch you… I might not be able to stop.”

Seo Jungin buried his face in Hwang Woohyun’s chest, whispering just as softly.

“Even if… that happens… I’m okay with it.”

“Jungin-ah.”

“I can’t say this looking at you. It has to be you. I don’t want to ask anyone else…”

Hwang Woohyun’s chest grew damp with Seo Jungin’s tears.

“Make me normal again. I’m scared of keep losing my memory. It feels like I’m not myself.”

“…”

“Help me. Make me better.”

The three watching the monitors outside the observation room stared at the screen in silence. Moments later, Seo Jungin’s voice came through the speakers.

『Stop watching with the cameras. Don’t look anymore.』

Kim Yikyung hesitated, then pressed the microphone button and replied.

“Jungin-ah. It could be dangerous. Woohyun might lose control. In the worst case, Suhyuk could use his ability.”

『If it gets dangerous… I’ll signal with my watch.』

On the monitor, Seo Jungin’s small face looked up at the camera.

『Turn off the cameras.』

At Seo Jungin’s voice through the speakers again, Nam Taeyong immediately switched off the monitor. Jo Heechan looked at Nam Taeyong in surprise.

“Hyung, are we really not watching?”

Nam Taeyong stood, moving around the room to turn off each monitor screen.

“Jungin asked us to. Let’s do what Jungin wants.”

Jo Heechan awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. Nam Taeyong tilted his head, spitting out brusquely.

“Damn it, we all knew Hwang Woohyun wouldn’t hold back. Honestly, we wanted to watch the three of them. So, let’s just stop and do what Jungin asks.”

“I don’t have that kind of voyeuristic hobby. This was monitoring for a crisis.”

Nam Taeyong’s expression soured at Kim Yikyung’s response.

“Fine, Mr. Perfect Leader. I get it. Let’s just do what Jungin wants this once.”

“…”

Kim Yikyung stared intently at Choi Suhyuk, Hwang Woohyun, and Seo Jungin on the last remaining monitor.

‘Jungin asked us to.’

Kim Yikyung’s hesitant hand moved, pressing the four camera buttons on the control box one by one. The quad-screen monitor soon went black.

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The day he awakened his guiding ability. Surrounded by golden light, unaware of what was happening. A pitch-black rift suddenly appeared in the air. The vertical tear in space widened, scattering ashen dust.

Beyond the round hole, in another spacetime, stood a man covered in black blood and ashes. From head to toe, he was a wretched figure, steeped in deep despair and grief. A stark contrast to Seo Jungin, who had awakened a radiant power.

With the paper-thin edge of the hole separating different timelines, Seo Jungin and the man faced each other like reflections in a mirror.

At first, he didn’t recognize who it was. They only stared, drawn to each other as if entranced. Like the poles of a magnet, they seemed inseparable, a single entity. Finally, they realized who the other was.

The man inside the hole was Seo Jungin, surrounded by golden light, and the man beyond was Seo Jungin, covered in black blood and ashes. Both were Seo Jungin. Seo Jungin from different spacetimes.

What happened afterward, he couldn’t recall. Only the memory of collapsing, engulfed in searing heat, after a time that felt both eternal and fleeting.

Was it a dream? Or a vision from the awakening of his guiding ability?

A premonition of the tragic future awaiting a guide? Just as espers faced the horrific fate of corruption, did a wretched destiny await guides too?

Are we moving forward? Or turning back?

Will we even have a future? For us, repeating today over and over, will a new tomorrow ever come?

“Haa… chup, chuup, chup.”

“Ng, Suhyuk-ah, ng, eunng…”

Choi Suhyuk’s gentle, rubbing kiss erased Seo Jungin’s distant thoughts without a trace. The thick lips slowly sucking his tongue emptied Seo Jungin’s mind.

Sprawled over Choi Suhyuk like a dog, Seo Jungin had Hwang Woohyun clinging to him from behind, also crouched like a dog. As Hwang Woohyun spread the plump flesh wide and licked the mucous membrane with his tongue, a loud moan burst from Seo Jungin’s mouth.

“Hwaaaang!”

With one wrist freed from the restraints, Choi Suhyuk immediately grabbed Seo Jungin’s hair with his free hand, pulling it.

“Eunng! Chuup!”

“Chup, chup, focus on me… chuup.”

Seo Jungin’s lower abdomen churned with heat. The more his mucous membrane touched Choi Suhyuk, the stronger and hotter the swirling waves felt.

“Ng, eunng, chup, ng.”

“Ha, does it feel that good when Suhyuk sucks your tongue, Jungin-ah?”

Hwang Woohyun’s sunken voice, lips buried in the flesh, made the mucous membrane vibrate, and Seo Jungin trembled.

“When I lick here… sweet fluid overflows. Chup, you’re so wet.”

Hwang Woohyun’s whispered lewd remarks pierced Seo Jungin’s heat-dazed mind, electrifying him. Seeing this sinister side, so unlike the usual Hwang Woohyun, it was clear he’d lost control. Despite Seo Jungin’s anxious heart, Hwang Woohyun was wholly absorbed in fervent caresses. It was frightening, bewildering, and his body tingled.

‘Am I actually hoping Woohyun will thrust into me?’

The moment that thought crossed his mind, Hwang Woohyun’s sharp tongue tip delicately yet forcefully flicked inside the mucous membrane.

“Ng! Eueung!”

As Seo Jungin, moaning into Choi Suhyuk’s mouth, arched his back in dizziness, a flood of fluid gushed from the entrance being sucked by Hwang Woohyun.

“Haa, Jungin-ah. Are you doing this to beg me to put it in? I can’t hold back anymore.”

Hwang Woohyun’s breathing grew ragged as he lewdly probed the mucous membrane, peeling back the clitoral hood.

“Heung!”

The plump, exposed clitoris was sucked into Hwang Woohyun’s mouth.

“Eueung!”

Seo Jungin’s eyes shot up, convulsing with intense pleasure, and Choi Suhyuk, feeling the sensation fully, let out a moan from his throat.

“Heuk, haaa…!”

The kiss broke, and Seo Jungin’s head tilted back.

“Hwaang! Woohyun-ah…!”

“Hwang Woohyun… stop… haa, it feels like I’m being sucked… haaa…”

Choi Suhyuk mumbled, drugged, but Hwang Woohyun didn’t hear. Overwhelmed by Seo Jungin’s guiding waves, Hwang Woohyun’s eyes were already rolled back.

“Chup, chuup, haa, chup, chuup.”

Each time Hwang Woohyun’s tongue rapidly flicked the clitoral glans or his lips softly rubbed and pressed, Seo Jungin and Choi Suhyuk shuddered simultaneously.

“No, wait…! Haa! I’m coming! Haeung!”

Thin ejaculate spurted from Seo Jungin’s penis. Clear fluid streamed from the Skene’s glands below the clitoris.

“Heuk…!”

“Kuk, keu…!”

Choi Suhyuk and Hwang Woohyun froze, trembling as they held Seo Jungin’s body, unable to act. The orgasmic pleasure, mixed with Seo Jungin’s electrifying guiding waves, poured over them.

“Haang… Suhyuk… ah?!”

Choi Suhyuk’s free right hand suddenly grabbed Seo Jungin’s dripping penis.

“Ah! No, what are you… haeut!”

Half his eyes rolled back, Choi Suhyuk squeezed Seo Jungin’s penis from the base. As thin, milky fluid coated his palm, Choi Suhyuk opened his languid eyes and slowly brought the slick hand to his mouth.

Seo Jungin, horrified, grabbed his hand.

“Don’t. Don’t eat it. Don’t do that.”

Choi Suhyuk smiled faintly with unfocused eyes.

“Then… will you let me thrust…?”

Seo Jungin shook his head, looking like he might cry.

“You won’t let me eat… won’t let me thrust… then what am I supposed to do…?”

Choi Suhyuk felt oddly disjointed, as if his mind and body were separated. Crazed yet languid, desperate to go wild yet calmly subdued. Strangely, he kept smelling roses from Seo Jungin. He couldn’t understand why.

He wanted to lick. Bury his nose in the sweet body and inhale the scent. Suck, touch, put it inside. He felt like he shouldn’t thrust into Seo Jungin, but why not? Why was Hwang Woohyun here? Why were his limbs bound? Why was his body so sluggish? His unclear mind couldn’t grasp anything.

As Choi Suhyuk tried to lick his palm again, Seo Jungin burst into tears.

“Euhuk, I said no. No. It’s not okay.”

Seo Jungin reached for the side table, pulling out wet wipes to carefully clean Choi Suhyuk’s palm. In that instant, Seo Jungin’s dangling penis, raised beneath his hips, was sucked into Hwang Woohyun’s mouth.

“Haaak!”

Seo Jungin’s hips jolted, a scream bursting out. Hwang Woohyun took the wet penis into his mouth, rolling it gently and sucking. The hypersensitive glans, post-ejaculation, felt like it was electrified, and Seo Jungin’s vision whitened, his body burning.

“Eua! Aaa! Stop! Stop!”

An unbearable mix of ecstasy and torment surged. Each suck sent Seo Jungin scattering electrifying guiding waves, and Choi Suhyuk, moaning alongside, pleaded desperately.

“Heu… aa… Hwang Woohyun… stop… I’m going to die… really, stop…”

Hwang Woohyun sucked the softened penis thoroughly, delivering deadly pleasure to himself and everyone.

“Chup, haa, Jungin-ah. I’ll make you feel good, even better. Chup, chup-chup.”

“Euang! Aaa! I don’t want this, please, haeut!”

Choi Suhyuk grabbed Seo Jungin’s soft hair rubbing against his chest, panting and continuing to plead.

“Haa… Jungin, thrust into me… just thrust into me… I can’t thrust, so you do it…”