20XX Love Chapter 8.2 - 8. BLOOD HOLE

‘Taeyong, haa, why does this feel so good? This really isn’t the time for this. Ah, Taeyong’s tongue… it’s too good.’

Nam Taeyong’s tongue caressed the ridges of Seo Jungin’s palate, rubbed wetly against the top and bottom of his tongue, and then pulled it into his mouth to suck deeply, leaving no way to resist.

“Mmph!”

Zing, zing.

“Smooch, smooch, guh, ugh!”

Tingling waves began to pour from Seo Jungin’s entire body.

Beep, beep, beep, beeeee.

At that moment, Hwang Woohyun’s watch sounded the second guiding alarm, signaling that his toxic force had reached critical levels. Following that, the watches of the replicated Kim Yikyungs began to chime one after another.

Alarms blared from all directions. Seo Jungin’s eyes widened as he pulled away from the kiss and looked around. Kim Yikyungs, drenched in blood and sweat, pouring out field attacks, and Hwang Woohyun, his broad back twitching as he unleashed electricity—all five Espers, no, six, had alarms sounding.

“Ugh, ugh, no. What do we do?”

“…”

Nam Taeyong looked down at Seo Jungin in silence, observing his red eyes and despair-filled face.

Seo Jungin, a C-rank Guide with low efficiency. Seo Jungin, who could pour out SS-rank guiding through mucosal contact. Now, when aroused, he could unleash dizzying guiding with mere touch. And now, that power had evolved again. The guiding waves flowing from Seo Jungin were different from before.

Nam Taeyong withdrew his hand from Seo Jungin and took a step back.

“Haa…”

A stunned sigh escaped Nam Taeyong. His hypothesis was now confirmed.

‘Radiation guiding.’

Warm guiding waves were subtly flowing from Seo Jungin without contact. Radiation guiding—the ability to emit guiding waves without touching, something only a few S-rank or higher Guides could do.

“Haa, Jungin.”

Nam Taeyong brushed back Seo Jungin’s hair, revealing his pale forehead.

They had survived this far because of Seo Jungin. Because of him, they could hold onto hope for survival.

Drenched in the blood rain from the Blood Hole, surrounded by monsters as toxic force surged, even in a situation where survival seemed impossible, Jungin, you are our hope.

“Taeyong?”

Nam Taeyong cupped Seo Jungin’s cheeks and pressed their foreheads together.

“Tae… mmph.”

Nam Taeyong’s tongue dove hotly into Seo Jungin’s mouth, licking and pulling his tongue to suck it slowly and electrifyingly.

“Mmph…!”

The tingling waves from Seo Jungin intensified. Even in the dizzying ecstasy, Nam Taeyong could feel the radiation guiding spreading wider.

If he could arouse Seo Jungin more, make him feel even better, he could guide everyone with radiating power without needing individual contact or mucosal guiding.

Nam Taeyong sucked Seo Jungin’s tongue while slipping his hand under his shirt, lightly twisting both nipples.

“Hnngh! Mmm! Mmph!”

“Ugh, hnngh…!”

Guiding waves poured out electrifyingly.

‘In a situation where the worst outcome is being corrupted into a monster or torn apart by Creepions, only a bastard like me could make this decision.’

To make Seo Jungin radiate guiding waves by pushing him to extreme arousal, there was only one way.

Penetration.

Having made his decision, Nam Taeyong immediately unzipped Seo Jungin’s uniform.

“Hnngh!”

He quickly unbuttoned the shirt, pulling it open to reveal Seo Jungin’s alluring white skin.

“Ah! Taeyong, not now…!”

“Stay still. Radiation guiding waves are coming from you right now.”

“What?”

The members, unleashing ability attacks, couldn’t hide their shock at Nam Taeyong’s words from behind.

It was true. Warm, dizzying waves were subtly flowing from behind. The waves, once felt only through contact with Seo Jungin, were now perceptible without touching him.

Nam Taeyong, staring entranced at Seo Jungin’s glowing white body, continued.

“You know, right? There are only a few Guides in the country who can do radiation guiding. And you’re doing it. You’re radiating guiding waves right now.”

“I’m… doing radiation guiding?”

Nam Taeyong leaned in, lightly pinching Seo Jungin’s pink nipple with his fingers and licking it.

“Hngh!”

“Haa, the more aroused you get, lick, lick, the stronger the radiation guiding will be. Smooch.”

“Ah, hnngh!”

“If you, smooch, smooch, get aroused, you can guide five people at once, no…”

Nam Taeyong briefly lifted his head, glanced around, and frowned.

“Kim Yikyung, how many damn clones did you make? Creepy. Anyway, you can guide everyone at once.”

“Hngh!”

Nam Taeyong wrapped his arms around Seo Jungin’s waist, laid him on the floor, and gave him a heated look.

“No time to explain, let’s just do it.”

With that, Nam Taeyong took the erect nipple into his mouth and began sucking in earnest.

“Smooch, smooch, smooch, smooch.”

“Haa! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!”

Intense guiding waves radiated from Seo Jungin, who was feeling it deeply.

“Guh!”

“Hnngh…!”

“Haa!”

The surrounding Espers felt their lower abdomens heat up and their minds go hazy all at once. It was like touching and kissing Seo Jungin, like caressing his body.

“Haa, it’s working. Everyone’s moaning. Wanna do it again?”

“Ugh, Taeyong, w-wait, wait, hnngh!”

As Nam Taeyong grabbed Seo Jungin’s erect penis the moment he unbuckled it, he took it into his mouth, wrapping his tongue around it and sucking.

“Hnnghaa! Ah! Haa! Aah!”

“Guh, ugh…!”

“Huff!”

“Hnngh, Jungin Hyung…!”

“Haa, Jungin…!”

While Nam Taeyong, eyes rolling back in ecstasy, sucked the hardened penis, the surrounding members let out dizzying moans under the overwhelming radiation guiding.

Their groins swelled, their bodies heated, and their breathing grew ragged. At the same time, the toxic force and excruciating pain filling their bodies were swept away as if cleansed.

“Hnn, hnn, see that? They’re losing it. It’s working. You’re doing radiation guiding.”

“Sob, haa, but, they’re watching, they’re all watching.”

“Embarrassed? They’re all facing away. I’ll tell them not to look. Hey! No one turn around! Got it?”

Nam Taeyong shouted with his face buried in Seo Jungin’s groin, then resumed the blowjob.

“Ah! Tae, Taeyong, ahh! Ahh!”

“Smooch, smooch, smooch, haa, Jungin, feels good?”

“Hngh! Ah, Taeyong, I…!”

Seo Jungin covered his flushed face with both hands, trembling. He couldn’t deny how good it felt, his groin aching and twitching. He could feel himself getting wet in an instant.

But in a place like this. In this situation. In this blood-soaked chaos, with monsters biting and members on the verge of being torn apart.

Yet, the fact that he was aroused filled him with intense self-loathing, while Nam Taeyong’s unpredictable stimulation and the already familiar pleasure were so electrifying and good.

“You should feel good. Haa, you feeling good keeps us alive. So don’t think about anything else. Focus on my hands and my tongue. Got it, Seo Jungin?”

Nam Taeyong’s large hand pulled down Seo Jungin’s pants and underwear, grabbed the penis under his pale buttocks, and began sucking messily.

“Ahh! Ah, ahh! Haa!”

“Smooch, smooch, I’ll make you feel even better. Smooch, smooch.”

Nam Taeyong twirled one nipple with one hand while the other dug lower, slipping a thick finger into the wet hole.

“Hnnghaa!”

The slick hole enveloped the finger tightly. The already tingling guiding waves became as intense as an electric current.

“Guh, fuck, so tight. I’d come the moment I put it in.”

“Hngh, no, no!”

“Right. You can’t come right away. Gotta keep going for our Jungin so everyone gets enough guiding.”

Nam Taeyong quickly moved the hardened glans in and out of his mouth while sliding his finger in and out of the hole.

Squelch, squelch, slosh, slosh.

“Hnnghaa! Ahh! Aah! Ahh!”

“Smooch, smooch, smooch, smooch.”

The erect nipple was rubbed between thumb and forefinger, the blunt glans was wrapped and sucked with his tongue, and the tightening hole was penetrated with increasing speed—a multi-play caress. Seo Jungin’s hips bucked uncontrollably.

“Haa! Haa, stop, no, I’m gonna, I’m gonna!”

“Smooch, not yet, Seo Jungin. If you come and collapse now, what about us?”

Nam Taeyong tightly gripped the base of Seo Jungin’s penis, then pulled Seo Jungin’s hands, which were covering his face, toward it.

“Hold it and hold back. Don’t come. I’m gonna put it in now, so hold back. You absolutely can’t come. Got it?”

“Hnngh…!”

As Nam Taeyong directed, one of Seo Jungin’s hands gripped the base of his penis, while the other pressed hard on the urethra with his thumb, encircling the glans.

Nam Taeyong lifted Seo Jungin’s legs high. His spread groin revealed slick, parted flesh, the red inner membrane glistening.

Nam Taeyong hurriedly unbuckled his belt, pulling out his rigidly erect penis. Holding the base with one hand and pressing Seo Jungin’s thigh down with the other, he plunged into the hole.

“Hnn, hnnghaa!”

“Guh! Hold it, Seo Jungin. Ugh! Don’t come. Hnngh…!”

Seo Jungin let out helpless moans as the intense penetration felt like being impaled by a bat. Despite his firm resolve not to ejaculate under Nam Taeyong’s restraint, a bit of semen leaked through his fingers. With it, an overwhelmingly powerful radiation guiding poured over the members.

Thanks to Seo Jungin’s radiation guiding, their toxic force had long dissipated, allowing them to unleash powerful ability attacks. They had no choice but to rely on this insane act, with no room for ethics. Survival was the only thought, and the scene was savage. It was like the final resistance in the heart of hell. In the darkness, the light radiating from Seo Jungin was their only hope.

Having barely held back from coming instantly, Nam Taeyong looked down at Seo Jungin with a smile.

“Hnn, hnn, Seo Jungin, you good?”

“Hnngh, sob, haa.”

“You held back well. I’m gonna move now, so hold out until I come. Okay? Let’s come together. Got it?”

“Ugh, mm, hnngh.”

Seo Jungin nodded, letting out sounds that were half response, half moan. A Creepion’s screech nearby made him flinch and lift his head in fear.

“Don’t look, Seo Jungin.”

Nam Taeyong’s hand cupped Seo Jungin’s cheek, guiding him to look up. His dark eyes, framed by sharp double eyelids, burned with desire.

Arrogant, reckless, heedless of others’ feelings. A cynical man who callously wounded hearts. Yet, was it a trick of the mind that Seo Jungin saw affection in Nam Taeyong’s gaze? Those fiery eyes seemed like those of a lover, making Seo Jungin’s heart race.

“Don’t look at anything else, just look at me. Got it? Focus on me making you feel good.”

Nam Taeyong’s cool palm gently caressed Seo Jungin’s cheek.

“I’m gonna make you feel so damn good from now on.”

“Ah, ah… haaa!”

Thrust!

Nam Taeyong’s thick, hard penis pulled back and slammed into Seo Jungin’s body. From then on, relentless pistoning began, leaving no room for other thoughts.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

“Ugh! Haa! Ahh, ah!”

Seo Jungin could barely breathe as the rough movements filled and withdrew from his insides, then slammed back in as if to burst him. Each thrust sent clear fluid splashing everywhere. Clutching his penis tightly as if he mustn’t let go, Seo Jungin shook his head side to side, moaning uncontrollably.

“Hnngh! Haa, ah! Ahh!”

Nam Taeyong, baring his teeth like a beast, clenched his jaw and thrust fiercely. He pushed Seo Jungin harder, plunging him into a crucible of pleasure, making him feel nothing but ecstasy.

“Guh, ugh, feels good? Seo Jungin, huh? Feels good?”

“Haa, haaa, hnngh.”

“Answer me, tell me, does it feel good getting fucked like this? Hnn, fuck, feels like dying from this wouldn’t be so bad, huh?”

“Hngh! Hnngh! Ah! Ah!”

Realizing Seo Jungin was being pounded into the hard floor, Nam Taeyong abruptly pulled out.

“Hnngh!”

Nam Taeyong lifted Seo Jungin to his feet, hooking one of his legs over his arm. Unable to predict what was next, Seo Jungin leaned against Nam Taeyong, looking up with one leg hooked over his solid arm.

“Hey, Kim Yikyung!”

The original and replicated Kim Yikyungs glanced back.

“I hate to say it, but… we can’t leave gaps elsewhere, so one clone needs to help.”

One replicated Kim Yikyung turned without hesitation, strode over, leaned down, and kissed Seo Jungin.

“Mmph…!”

The replicated Kim Yikyung wrapped his arms around Seo Jungin’s chest from behind, making him lean back, and licked and sucked his thin, red lips wetly.

“Fuck…”

Though he’d brought it on himself, seeing Kim Yikyung kiss Seo Jungin right in front of him filled Nam Taeyong with intense displeasure.

The replicated Kim Yikyung ignored Nam Taeyong, focusing on his task. He softly yet hotly devoured Seo Jungin’s lips, caressing and rubbing his erect nipples to heat up his body. As if remembering Nam Taeyong’s request, he tightly gripped Seo Jungin’s penis, firmly blocking the urethra.

“Mmm, mmph, haa, Yikyung Hyung, smooch…”

Hearing his name from Seo Jungin, the replicated Kim Yikyung’s lips stretched into a grin, his red tongue flickering. Shuddering guiding waves poured from Seo Jungin.

“This is…!”

Nam Taeyong, feeling dizzying arousal and burning jealousy, thrust his penis upward fiercely.

Thrust!

“Haaah!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Nam Taeyong began pounding as if to pierce Seo Jungin.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

“Mmm! Mmph! Mmph! Mmm!”

Seo Jungin trembled under the rough pistoning that felt like it reached his navel, his lips devoured. Trapped between two men, with one leg hooked over Nam Taeyong’s arm, his groin was completely defenseless. All Seo Jungin could do was moan and clutch their arms.

Each fierce thrust from Nam Taeyong produced loud, wet sounds. Fluid gushed from their union like a faucet.

“Fuck, it’s a flood. Feels that good, Seo Jungin?”

“Mmph! Hnngh! Mmm! Mmm!”

“Getting fucked, tongue sucked, nipples rubbed—feels good, huh, fuck.”

Nam Taeyong, burning with desire, hurled crude words as he pounded into the dripping Seo Jungin.

“Mmmph!”

Seo Jungin, as if to show everyone how aroused he was, poured out ecstatic radiation guiding waves.

“Guhh…!”

“Huff…”

“Ugh, Hyungs… we’re gonna die…”

The members’ toxic force was cleared by the relentless radiation guiding, but the overwhelming pleasure hit their minds like a hammer, making them dizzy countless times. The ecstasy and fullness only felt through Seo Jungin were vivid, but having to focus on burning monsters without looking back was maddening. Jo Heechan, frankly, wanted to join the heated act behind them, to feel the tingling waves directly, Creepions be damned.

“Mmmph! Hnngh! Mmph!”

Seo Jungin’s moans followed intense stimulation, accompanied by cascading radiation guiding.

“Hnngh, guh, ugh…”

The sounds of flesh colliding and splashing fluid grew louder.

Squelch, thump, thump, squelch.

“Mmph! Smooch, haa! S-stop! I’m gonna die…!”

Just as the replicated Kim Yikyung’s lips parted, they slid down to Seo Jungin’s neck, sucking and grazing with teeth. Seo Jungin, nearing climax, tried to grab his penis, but only found Kim Yikyung’s large hand, which neither rubbed nor stroked, just firmly blocked his swollen shaft and twitching urethra.

“Hnn…! It’s torture, hngh, I want to come…”

The replicated Kim Yikyung’s other hand, which had been tormenting his nipple, slipped between his buttocks.

“Ah, no, Yikyung Hyung, what, what are you, ah… hnnghaa!”

The replicated Kim Yikyung’s middle and ring fingers abruptly invaded Seo Jungin’s back hole.

“Haa, Jungin, you’re so wet, even your back hole is drenched.”

The replicated Kim Yikyung whispered, thrusting two fingers in and out of the hole. The squelching sound mingled with the thumping sound of Nam Taeyong’s relentless pounding.

“No, I don’t like it, Yikyung Hyung, sob! It’s dirty, stop, pull them out, pull them out quickly. Hnngh!”

Nam Taeyong gritted his teeth against the electrifying sensation of the mucous membranes, grabbing Seo Jungin’s jaw.

“Hnn, getting fucked by me, and you’re, huff, bothered by some fingers?”

As Nam Taeyong pulled his hips back, the sensation of his penis sliding out made Seo Jungin let out a long moan.

“Hnnghaa!”

“My bad. If you’re still thinking about other things, I guess I haven’t been… sincere enough!”

Thrust!

“Hnnghaaa!”

The moment the nearly withdrawn penis slammed back in fiercely, an insanely intense radiation guiding wave poured over everyone. It was a wave so powerful that some felt their knees buckle.

“Huff!”

“Guhh…!”

“Haa…!”

“Hngh, this is a bit too much…”

It was so dizzying that even the stoic Choi Suhyuk couldn’t help but mutter lowly. Nam Taeyong, grinning widely, looked closely at Seo Jungin’s drooling face and whispered.

“From now on, I’ll fuck you with all my strength, with full sincerity, okay?”

From then on, it was a relentless series of thrusts, from the tip of the glans to the root.

Thrust, thrust, thrust.

“Hnngh! Mmph! Aah!”

Seo Jungin had long reached the peak of climax, but his penis was still tightly gripped by the replicated Kim Yikyung’s hand. Screaming moans, he clung to Nam Taeyong’s neck, enduring the relentless pounding with nothing else he could do.

The replicated Kim Yikyung, without direct penetration, was fully enjoying supporting the act. Pressed against Seo Jungin’s back, he sucked on his earlobe or neck, savoring the tightness of the back hole felt through his fingers.

Nam Taeyong didn’t spare him a glance, focusing solely on Seo Jungin’s face. The desperate, aroused expression clinging to him was satisfying. The slick fluid wrapping around his buttocks and pubic hair, splashing with each thrust, was gratifying.

“Jungin, Seo Jungin, feels good? Haa, feels insanely good, right?”

“Haa! Hnngh! Mmm! Mmm!”

“Feels good? You’re answering? Huh? Fuck, my cock, hnn, feels that good?”

“Hnngh! Mmph! Aah!”

Nam Taeyong lowered his burning eyes, thrusting upward, then leaned close to Seo Jungin’s ear, whispering lewdly in a low voice.

“Should I come now? Huh? Come deep inside, get you pregnant?”

“Ah… no, no, don’t…!”

Seo Jungin buried his flushed face, rubbing his forehead against Nam Taeyong’s chest. The tingling waves pouring out from the crude talk made Nam Taeyong’s grin stretch ear to ear. He thrust his hips more lasciviously, whispering even filthier words.

“I’ll fuck you hard and come from now on.”

“Hnngh.”

“I’ll come inside your hole. Haa, I’ll pound you with my hard cock and shoot deep inside your belly.”

“Haa, no, no, ahh!”

Nam Taeyong wrapped his arm around the crook of Seo Jungin’s other leg, lifting it high.

“Haa! Too deep…! Hnngh!”

With both legs lifted, his body suspended in the air, and the penis plunging deep inside, Seo Jungin gasped and tightly hugged Nam Taeyong’s neck.

“Huff, fuck, gonna break my cock, so tight…”

Nam Taeyong cursed at the tight, gripping walls of flesh, adjusting his hold on Seo Jungin’s legs. The replicated Kim Yikyung, catching Nam Taeyong’s intent, smirked. He reached from behind, sealed Seo Jungin’s urethra with a skin clone, and grabbed his buttocks.

“No, no, this, this position is weird, I don’t want this…!”

The two men exchanged lascivious glances silently, then worked together to lift Seo Jungin’s body. The one penetrating pulled his hips back.

“Ugh, ah… haaa!”

Thrust.

As he was slammed down and thrust upward, Seo Jungin threw his head back, screaming. Without delay, the two men synchronized, pounding into Seo Jungin’s hole in rhythm.

Thump, thump, thump, thrust.

“Haa! Ah! Aah! Ah!”

As the two men lifted and slammed him down, Nam Taeyong thrust his hips upward with full force. The rough, stone-like penis rubbed the uneven inner walls up and down relentlessly.

“Aah! Ah! Aah! Aah!”

Seo Jungin let out continuous cries at the chaotic sensation of being pounded and rubbed. The more he did, the replicated Kim Yikyung was seized by fiercer arousal, grinding Seo Jungin’s body downward, while Nam Taeyong, eyes rolling back, thrust upward in a trance.

As chilling radiation guiding waves poured from Seo Jungin like a storm, the members let out moans without exception.

“Guhh, Jungin…!”

“Huff, huff, hold on.”

“Ah, wait, stop. Guh…!”

“Hnngh, Hyungs, fuck, I’m gonna come!”

Creepions still rolled in from the emergency stairs, and more poured relentlessly from the red hole in the kitchen. Screams and cries of burning and searing filled the air, with the stench of blood and acrid ash suffocating the space. Yet, Team K814 was enveloped in a white aura of ecstatic pleasure. From the moaning members’ hands, unprecedentedly brilliant abilities manifested.

Crackle, zzzzt. Flash.

“Kraaaagh! Kiiii!”

Thump, thump, squelch, thrust.

“Aah! Hnngh! Ah! Haa!”

“Seo Jungin, guh, guh, I’m coming, now…!”

As Nam Taeyong gritted his teeth, rapidly shaking his hips, the replicated Kim Yikyung lifted Seo Jungin’s buttocks high and slammed them down fiercely.

“Hnnghaaa!”

“Guh! Come with me, fuck…!”

The moment Nam Taeyong plunged deep into Seo Jungin’s body, the replicated Kim Yikyung rubbed the skin clone over the urethra.

“Haaaah!”

“Guhhh!”

Feeling the penis vibrate deep inside, Seo Jungin finally released the climax that had been building, shooting out intensely. At that moment, an overwhelming guiding wave, so powerful it stole their breath, poured over the members. The visualized radiation guiding wave exploded in a dazzling flash.

The Espers, losing their senses, unleashed immense, uncontrolled, uncontrollable power beyond the realm of control from their fingertips.

Abilities, unmerged or synergized, coalesced in the space, triggering successive explosions.

Boom! Bam! Crash! Kaboom!

“Haa… haa…”

“Huff… huff…”

“Haa… haa…”

Team K814, their eyes returning from the daze, caught their breath and looked around. Massive craters, like those from a bomb, stretched from the kitchen to the emergency stairs, with no Creepion corpses or even ash in sight.

“What? Did this happen because of the guiding…?”

Nam Taeyong muttered in disbelief, looking down at Seo Jungin. Seo Jungin, arms around Nam Taeyong’s neck, looked around with a bewildered expression. Nam Taeyong, with Seo Jungin’s legs hooked over his arms, chuckled throatily.

“Heh, heh, Seo Jungin, you…”

He leaned close to Seo Jungin’s ear, who was hanging onto his shoulders, and whispered.

“If you come twice, you’ll blow the whole ward away.”

“…!”

Seo Jungin jerked his flushed face away, and Nam Taeyong, unable to hold back, kissed his cheek with a loud smack.

“Huh?!”

The shock of Seo Jungin staring at Nam Taeyong’s face was enough to make the replicated Kim Yikyung’s eyes widen. Nam Taeyong was equally shocked by his own action.

“Grrr… kiiii…”

Familiar screeches came from the emergency stairs, followed by earth-shaking footsteps. At the same time, blood rain began spraying again from the kitchen’s Blood Hole.

“Fuck, no way it’d end easily. It’s a damn Blood Hole.”

Nam Taeyong grumbled irritably, then scooped Seo Jungin up.

“Ah!”

The replicated Kim Yikyung promptly picked up Seo Jungin’s pants and underwear from the floor, dressing him.

The original Kim Yikyung quickly scanned the members and issued orders.

“Everyone, take the elevator to the fifth floor!”

At the command, the members ran toward the elevator. With the central hall empty, this was their only chance to reach the fifth floor.

As Nam Taeyong ran with Seo Jungin in his arms, Seo Jungin, clinging to his neck with both hands, cried out tearfully.

“I can walk on my own!”

“I’m a hundred percent sure you can’t. Maybe it’s because your hole’s so tight, but after I fuck you, you can’t even move.”

“Who, who told you to do it so… so roughly…”

“You liked it. Be honest.”

“…!”

As Team K814 piled into the only working elevator, Creepions swarmed from the emergency exit and kitchen entrance like a horde of zombies, scrambling fiercely.

“Kraaaagh!”

At that moment, the four replicated Kim Yikyungs leaped out of the elevator simultaneously.

“Get up while we hold them off. Survive, got it?”

With those words, the replicated Kim Yikyungs charged at the Creepion horde, unleashing lightning and flame abilities. The original Kim Yikyung pressed the close button without hesitation.

“Y-Yikyung Hyung!”

Seo Jungin called out Kim Yikyung’s name desperately toward the replicated Kim Yikyungs.

‘They’re all Kim Yikyung. All precious Kim Yikyung. Every single one is Kim Yikyung. The Kim Yikyung I love.’

And one of them—the replicated Kim Yikyung who had held Seo Jungin with Nam Taeyong—looked back. In the fleeting moment as the door closed, he smiled tenderly, waving at Seo Jungin.

“Goodbye, Seo Jungin.”

Thud.

No. No.

The warm touch that had caressed his body was so vivid, the heat of their bodies still lingered. Could that body and those hands be torn apart by sharp teeth beyond this door?

“Yikyung Hyung. Yikyung…”

As Seo Jungin’s voice trembled with tears, Kim Yikyung, without turning, spoke coldly.

“It’s okay, Jungin. They’re just clones.”

Leaving behind the cries of the replicated Kim Yikyungs, the screeches of Creepions, and the sounds of abilities clashing, the elevator began to ascend slowly.

What would happen when the fifth-floor doors opened? Would there be a Blood Hole? Or just unprocessed corpses from before? With no time to think, the elevator reached the fifth floor, ringing a cheerful bell. Team K814, tensed and ready, watched as the elevator doors slowly opened.

“…?”

The scene before them left Team K814 stunned. Kim Yikyung double-checked the number “5” on the elevator’s display. The place before him was deeply familiar to Kim Yikyung. And to Seo Jungin as well.

It was unmistakably the first-floor VIP ward. The recliner leather sofa where Kim Yikyung had first seen Seo Jungin’s physical secret and the wide bed where he had indulged in both holes with two penises were there.

The elevator was clearly on the fifth floor, yet beyond the doors was the first floor.

“What… how is this…”

Kim Yikyung muttered in a dazed tone. Even if he conceded that the ward looked like the first-floor VIP ward, this hospital had no elevators connecting directly to wards, and this was the central elevator linking halls. Unable to move rashly in this inexplicable situation, they all stood frozen, staring at the ward.

Thud, boom. Thud, thud.

The elevator shook, transmitting the sounds of battle and explosions from below. Screams and screeches continued. Even if the place before them was the first floor, the elevator was definitely on the fifth floor. If an explosion from the flames and lightning below caused the elevator to crash, they’d be in trouble.

“Let’s get off first. We don’t have any other options right now.”

Kim Yikyung made a swift decision. Choi Suhyuk, always at the forefront, was the first to leap out. The moment he stepped off, a dizzying sensation of falling off a cliff made him stagger. Looking back, the elevator was gone, replaced by a wall.

“What, what is this…?”

The next moment, Hwang Woohyun appeared as if stepping through spacetime, stumbling as if feeling the same drop.

“Huff!”

“Woohyun!”

Choi Suhyuk quickly grabbed Hwang Woohyun’s arm and shouted toward the wall.

“Yikyung Hyung! The elevator’s gone from here! It only opens one way!”

Jo Heechan, about to step off, froze at Choi Suhyuk’s urgent shout. He could see Choi Suhyuk’s mouth moving, but no sound came through.

“What? Why can’t I hear him? Something’s weird. Something’s off. What do we do? Is he saying not to get off?”

Jo Heechan looked between Choi Suhyuk outside and Kim Yikyung inside.

Thud… rumble…

The elevator shook violently.

“What do we do? Get off or not, Hyung?”

Seeing Choi Suhyuk rubbing the transparent air, Kim Yikyung realized the spacetime inside and outside the elevator was separated, with passage only possible from their side. But there was no other choice. With two already on the other side, they couldn’t split into two groups, especially with spacetime divided.

“Get off. Now. Before the space closes!”

At Kim Yikyung’s urgent urging, the remaining members leaped out. Kim Yikyung and Jo Heechan staggered but didn’t fall, but Nam Taeyong, carrying Seo Jungin, stumbled under their combined weight and fell. Quickly shielding Seo Jungin’s head with both hands, Nam Taeyong hit the floor and rolled.

“Ah, Jungin!”

“Seo Jungin!”

Choi Suhyuk and Hwang Woohyun hurriedly lifted Seo Jungin from Nam Taeyong’s arms as he lay on the floor.

“You okay?”

“Not hurt?”

“I’m, I’m fine. Not hurt. Really okay.”

Seo Jungin tried to stand, but the large hands wrapped around his waist and back wouldn’t let go.

“Guys, um… Taeyong fell.”

“He’ll get up.”

“I’m okay, you can let go. I can stand.”

“Your body’s a mess after what you did with Taeyong.”

“That, that’s…! I think Taeyong healed me while carrying me.”

Indeed, perhaps because Nam Taeyong had healed him, his body felt light. But Choi Suhyuk and Hwang Woohyun ignored Seo Jungin’s words, fussing over him.

“It must’ve been tough, him being so rough.”

“You’re always exhausted after.”

Nam Taeyong, sitting on the floor, narrowed his eyes at the two men’s behavior. Jo Heechan’s outstretched hand and grinning face only soured his mood further.

“Jungin, lie on the bed for now.”

“Let’s have Taeyong check you again.”

“No… I’m really fine.”

Seo Jungin waved his hands, flustered and fidgeting.

Hwang Woohyun, ignoring Nam Taeyong rising and brushing off his pants, spoke without a glance.

“Did you heal Jungin?”

“Of course. Think I’d just pound away without manners like you guys?”

“Still, do it properly again. You were moving, so you couldn’t have healed carefully.”

Despite Nam Taeyong’s sharp response, Hwang Woohyun continued calmly, then lifted Seo Jungin. Seo Jungin, startled, squirmed slightly.

“Woohyun…! I’m really fine. Put me down…!”

“Okay, just for a bit…”

Hwang Woohyun pressed Seo Jungin’s slender body gently against his chest, heading for the wide bed. Once in Hwang Woohyun’s arms, Seo Jungin’s fear and anxiety eased, and he felt a desire to stay close.

As Hwang Woohyun carefully laid Seo Jungin on the bed, Jo Heechan sat beside him.

“Jungin Hyung, you thirsty?”

“Huh? Oh, I’ll grab some water.”

“Want me to get a cola?”

“No, no. I’ll just have water.”

Hwang Woohyun gently brushed the disheveled hair from Seo Jungin’s pale forehead.

“I’ll get you some water, so just lie down.”

“Look… I’m really okay.”

“Even so, just to be safe. Get healed by Taeyong again.”

Hwang Woohyun glanced sharply at Nam Taeyong, his voice carrying a noticeable chill as he spoke.

“Nam Taeyong. Hurry up and heal him.”

Nam Taeyong let out a scoff, incredulous, and ran a hand through his hair.

“Fuck. I do all the work, and you get to yap?”

“…”

Nam Taeyong, smirking mockingly as he watched Hwang Woohyun head toward the fridge with a stern expression, plopped down on the bed where Seo Jungin was lying. Seo Jungin had already zipped up his uniform to his chin. When Nam Taeyong slowly tugged the zipper down, Seo Jungin’s face flushed, and he shrank back.

Nam Taeyong chuckled.

“What’s with the shyness? We were sucking and biting just a moment ago.”

“Don’t say stuff like that…”

Pulling down the uniform zipper and unbuttoning the shirt to spread it open revealed Seo Jungin’s bare, pale skin. Kiss marks were scattered around his nipples.

Jo Heechan, sitting at the edge of the bed, felt like he’d been hit in the back of the head the moment he saw the darkened nipples and kiss marks. He was already steeped in the electrifying radiation guiding. Even during the battle, he’d been consumed by thoughts of wanting Seo Jungin, barely holding back from climaxing several times. His body, once aroused, lingered with a craving for release and heated up instantly. Jo Heechan stole glances at Seo Jungin’s bare skin, pretending not to.

Nam Taeyong could have simply touched him to start healing, but instead, he subtly rubbed Seo Jungin’s smooth stomach.

“Seo Jungin. Don’t you want to do more?”

“Do what…”

“One round isn’t quite enough, is it?”

“Nam Taeyong. Stop talking nonsense.”

Hwang Woohyun, who had returned, cut him off coldly. He lined up water bottles on the nightstand, opened one, and handed it to Seo Jungin.

“Thanks.”

Seo Jungin propped himself up slightly, took the bottle, and drank deeply, gulping. Nam Taeyong and Jo Heechan each grabbed a bottle and drank as well. Seo Jungin, apparently thirsty, drank without pausing, his small Adam’s apple bobbing until over half the bottle was gone.

Hwang Woohyun forgot to drink his own water, watching Seo Jungin empty the bottle with a faint smile. Yet, his gaze inevitably slid to the tempting bare skin, from Seo Jungin’s long, graceful neck and collarbone downward.

It was hard to believe he’d been drenched in the blood of the Blood Hole and the marks of battle—his skin was so clean and radiant. The scattered kiss marks on that pale skin created an even more lascivious and fatal allure. Hwang Woohyun, languidly staring at the marked nipples, flinched and quickly averted his eyes when Seo Jungin pulled the bottle from his lips after quenching his thirst.

Nam Taeyong set his half-finished bottle on the nightstand, staring at Hwang Woohyun.

‘What a guy. Dying to do it but pretending otherwise.’

As Seo Jungin lay back on the bed, Nam Taeyong deliberately spread his shirt wide, making the scattered marks even more visible. Mocking Hwang Woohyun, who could barely look directly, Nam Taeyong brazenly rubbed Seo Jungin’s pale stomach with both hands.

Meanwhile, Kim Yikyung ran his hand along the wall at the spatial junction but found no anomalies. It was clear the spacetime opened only in one direction.

“Nothing unusual. Doesn’t seem like it’ll open again.”

“The window’s the same, Hyung. Just darkness.”

Choi Suhyuk’s voice was heavy with tension. It was still nothing but pitch-black darkness. No matter, no mass, no volume, not even time—just vanished darkness.

“Hyung, did the link with the clones break?”

“Yeah. The moment we stepped off the elevator.”

The link with the four replicated Kim Yikyungs had severed the moment they entered the VIP ward. Until just before stepping off the elevator, he had felt all their thoughts and emotions.

The ecstasy of receiving top-tier guiding. The tension of assessing and deciding in the situation.

The sacrifice for the team. The resignation of separation. Affection. Tenderness.

The reluctance to part. The desire to stay together. Sadness. Pain. Longing.

The thrill of facing battle and the exhilaration of perfect abilities. The urgency of being cornered. The fear of death. And the final terror of the pain of being torn apart…

He should have dispelled the clone state then. He should have scattered them into the void. But because they had to buy time until the end, he didn’t. He couldn’t. It was sadistic violence added until the moment of death.

The replicated Kim Yikyungs must have been torn apart by Creepions, each imprint vivid with pain.

[It’s okay, Jungin. They’re just clones.]

That was a lie. Even if they were clones, even if they shared the original’s thoughts, emotions, and senses, each entity had its own consciousness. Their individual fears, pains, and attachments to life were transmitted fully to each other until the link broke.

[Yikyung Hyung…]

‘Did Seo Jungin realize that?’

Kim Yikyung took heavy steps along the wall. The heart of the replicated Kim Yikyung who looked back at Seo Jungin. That aching heart—was it the clone’s who held Seo Jungin, or was it his own, the original’s?

‘Have I… come to like Jungin…?’

“Yikyung Hyung.”

Lost in thought, Kim Yikyung snapped to attention at Choi Suhyuk’s trembling voice. Choi Suhyuk stood at the VIP ward’s door.

“Suhyuk.”

Choi Suhyuk, holding the door open, slowly turned to Kim Yikyung.

“It’s the same as outside the window.”

Beyond the open door, where the first-floor hallway should have been, there was…

“Just darkness.”

Nothing but pure, black darkness.