Chapter 138 : Side Story 16 An Unchanging Anchor

Lee Chae clicked the save button on the document he was reviewing and massaged the back of his neck. It was about time for the Legion members dispatched to the sudden hostage situation to return.

Though he should have grown used to waiting for Hae-jin, who was deployed to crime scenes anywhere from once a month to every two weeks, Lee Chae found that he could never truly accustom himself to the anxiety.

“I’m sure nothing went wrong, but still…”

He knew rationally that worrying over an S-class Esper tasked with eliminating ordinary criminals rather than terrifying monsters was entirely redundant, yet his heart always refused to listen.

“The reporters must have crowded the perimeter. I just hope he didn’t make a slip of the tongue… or start cursing like he usually does.”

The underlying reason he worried over the strongest man alive like a fragile child near a steep shoreline was that Hae-jin’s track record with public relations was colorful, to say the least.

Not too long ago, a famous male actor who played the lead in a wildly popular weekend drama mentioned during an interview that Cha Hae-jin was his absolute ideal type. Coincidentally, the following day marked the official launch of a new line of specialized combat gear developed by Legion.

During the press conference explicitly organized to market the new product, Hae-jin had delivered a completely unhinged remark, and even now, the memory alone was enough to bring on a splitting headache.

‘Representative Cha Hae-jin, the actor Hyun Ji-seok recently declared that you are his ideal type. What are your thoughts on his statement?’

‘An ideal type? Regarding a married man? I find the remark deeply offensive and inappropriate.’

‘Hahaha, well, I’m certain Mr. Hyun Ji-seok didn’t mean it with any malicious intent—’

‘Did you ask him directly, Reporter? Whether he meant it that way or not?’

‘…’

‘Honestly, I couldn’t care less whether he makes me his ideal type or not. But if he—or anyone else for that matter—ever dares to look at Jung Lee Chae with that kind of interest, I will personally ensure they never walk again. I highly suggest you all keep that in mind.’

To a completely casual, passing joke regarding an ideal type, Hae-jin had aggressively dragged his exclusive Guide into the mix, thoroughly mortifying both the actor and the assembled press. It was only natural that the public had lambasted his lack of filter initially.

Yet, perhaps because Lee Chae’s tireless efforts to cultivate a pristine corporate image for Cha Hae-jin over the years hadn’t been entirely in vain, the public discourse had miraculously shifted. Instead of condemning his volatile temper, the audience chose to focus entirely on his staunch moral integrity as a married man and his unwavering, fierce devotion to his spouse.

Nevertheless, public sentiment was a fickle, volatile current that could flip at a moment’s notice, and beneath the titles, Cha Hae-jin was still fundamentally an immature Esper. Therefore, Lee Chae remained perpetually on edge.

Right then, Seung-yong swung the office door wide open and barged into the room.

“Collateral!”

“I’ve told you repeatedly to address me as Director Jung while we are on company property.”

“I totally call you that when there are other people around!”

“I suppose you do. What brings you here?”

“I’m just a little anxious because Jae-hyung hasn’t checked in yet. I know the perpetrators are just regular criminals, but they’re still Awakened. My Jae-hyung is physically more fragile than the other Espers…”

Witnessing Seung-yong’s shoulders sag with profound worry, Lee Chae couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. Though the core nature of their anxiety was entirely different, the universal instinct to fret over a partner deployed on a live operation created a bizarre sense of mutual camaraderie between the dragon and himself.

“Director Ji, there are absolute limits to reasonable anxiety. No matter how fragile you claim Jae-hyung is, he is firmly an A-class operative, and the perpetrators today don’t even rank at B-class. Why on earth are you losing sleep over this?”

“Collateral, did you completely miss the broadcast last week? An Esper participating in the anti-government riots was only a D-class, but because they utilized a modern black-market firearm, an A-class Esper ended up taking a live round to the chest and died on the spot. Every single time that headline crosses my mind, my heart literally drops into my stomach. I’m terrified Jae-hyung will get hurt.”

“Hae-jin Hyung is on the field with him, so what is there to possibly worry about? Why? Are you terrified that if he returns injured, you won’t be able to engage in your nightly activities?”

“Ah, seriously!”

Seung-yong’s tearful, gloomy expression instantly flushed a brilliant crimson. Despite being teased about the exact same topic nearly every day, he consistently delivered the exact same flustered reaction, making it entirely impossible for Lee Chae to resist poking fun at him. While there were rare occasions where the dragon managed to turn the tables and tease him back, the cumulative score settled comfortably at a staggering ten-to-one ratio. Naturally, Seung-yong held the single point.

Still, thanks to the dragon consistently materializing to offer companionship during his moments of quiet dread, Lee Chae found himself capable of smiling through the remainder of the wait.

“Incredible work out there today.”

Hae-jin radiated the bitter, sharp scent of scorched gunpowder. It was an olfactory signature Lee Chae encountered every single time his partner returned from coordinating an operation alongside the police tactical units, yet for some unexplainable reason, it felt exceptionally provocative today. Burying his face directly into the center of Hae-jin’s chest, Lee Chae took a deep breath, causing the older man to narrow his eyes and look down at him with an amused glint.

“What’s this? Are you suddenly in heat?”

Lee Chae sharpened his gaze, glaring up at him.

“What on earth is that supposed to mean…?”

“It’s just been an absolute lifetime since you welcomed me back with this level of unbridled enthusiasm.”

For two individuals who had spent their formative years navigating entirely separate philosophies and internal habits to cohabitate seamlessly was an extraordinary hurdle. A significant block of time had dissolved since they officially resumed their shared life, and throughout that duration, haunted by the profound terror of losing one another again, they had meticulously compromised, reshaping their behaviors to avoid conflict.

Yet, that trajectory had been anything but smooth sailing.

As an S-class Esper surging with excess physical energy, Hae-jin naturally desired intimacy on a daily basis, whereas Lee Chae desperately required regular intervals of rest to remain functional for his administrative duties the following morning. Initially, plagued by guilt over their prolonged separation and understanding the deep-seated insecurity driving his partner’s insatiable appetite, Lee Chae had attempted to accommodate every single demand. Inevitably, the sheer physical toll began to erode his stamina, sparking a quiet panic that maintaining such a grueling pace would ultimately fracture the longevity of their relationship.

From that realization onward, Lee Chae began to vocalize his boundaries and express reluctance. Though initially bewildered, throwing tantrums and voicing frustration, Hae-jin ultimately recognized the immense emotional and physical burden Lee Chae had carried solely for his comfort, choosing to yield and follow his guide’s desired rhythm.

Consequently, witnessing Lee Chae actively cling to his frame first was bound to leave Hae-jin profoundly startled.

Have I truly been that distant lately? I’m fairly certain I’ve always made an effort to treat him with warmth whenever he returns from a live deployment…

Then again, Hae-jin had successfully rescued several lives today and executed his media interview perfectly.

“Sweetheart… Lee Chae!”

The sudden, sharp call of his name snapped Lee Chae out of his internal monologue, forcing his gaze upward.

“What on earth is spinning through that head of yours?”

“Just reflecting on the reality that Cha Hae-jin has officially evolved into a proper human being.”

“Me? Why?”

“Your interview today was genuinely magnificent. Witnessing you prioritize the psychological safety of the citizens rather than arrogantly flaunting your personal operational achievements… it left me feeling incredibly proud. I caught myself wondering whose husband could possibly be that spectacular.”

Hae-jin broke into a wide, smug grin.

“You’ve always possessed a secret fixation for mature, dignified men, haven’t you? Trust me, I know your tastes inside out.”

“Honestly, must you phrase it like that?! Is that truly the single topic that populates your thoughts the moment you look at me?”

Hae-jin let out a dramatic, disbelieving gasp.

“What exactly do you take me for…? Do you honestly believe I only entertain those thoughts when I’m staring directly at your face?”

Right. He was a human being after all; surely he had other matters to—

“I’m actively fantasizing about it when you’re completely out of my sight, too!”

“…”

Despite having navigated an intimacy spanning years with Hae-jin, Lee Chae realized he would never, under any circumstance, grow accustomed to this level of unadulterated shamelessness. Wearing an expression of pure exhaustion, Lee Chae attempted to dismantle the embrace and slip away, only for Hae-jin to constrict his arms like iron bands, aggressively crashing their lips together.

“Lee Chae.”

Hae-jin murmured his name in a tone dripping with sweet intent, his large palm lazily tracing a path down the sensitive line of his neck. Though he had been entirely thoroughly exasperated by the verbal obscenities a mere microsecond ago, the direct physical contact caused his skin to flush with an instantaneous, violent heat.

“G-go wash up first.”

Delivering the directive while feebly pushing against Hae-jin’s wrists, he was surprised when the Esper yielded instantly, releasing him from the hold. The two partitioned into separate bathrooms.

Despite drenching his radiating skin under a stream of icy water, the internal friction refused to cool. After lingering beneath the spray for an exceptionally long interval, Lee Chae finally stepped out of the steam and migrated into the master bedroom. The air within the space was heavily perfumed with the deep, signature cologne Hae-jin favored. As Lee Chae hesitated at the threshold, Hae-jin turned around from the edge of the mattress, a sharp smile carving across his mouth.

“I was beginning to think you had literally drowned in the tub. Get over here.”

Faced with the alluring invitation of those extended arms, the low, rumbling timbre of his voice, and the suggestive crinkle of his eyes, Lee Chae advanced forward as if completely hypnotized. The moment the distance evaporated, those long arms launched outward like a predator, snatching Lee Chae securely by the waist.

“Why on earth is your body so rigid right now?”

Because his mind had been tied in knots over the operation all afternoon, and because his partner looked entirely too provocative to handle.

Though he understood the exact blueprint of his own arousal, Lee Chae actively chose to keep the realization locked behind his teeth. Reflecting on the sheer intensity of the retribution he had endured the last time he voiced such thoughts left a sudden, involuntary throb between his thighs.

Before he could process the sensation, a pair of scalding lips descended firmly against his forehead. Hae-jin’s length, already swollen into an unyielding stone, began to aggressively grind against his lower body through their garments, while a massive, heavy palm threaded through the hair at the back of his head, anchoring him in place.

“Ah!”

The second a gasp slipped past his lips, a hot, invading tongue driven deep into his oral cavity. His head was forcefully tilted backward under the sheer momentum of the assault. His lips were ruthlessly bitten, every single corner of his mouth thoroughly ransacked and claimed. Experience had taught him that the more grueling and chaotic the live operation field had been, the more savage and relentless Hae-jin became between the sheets. Tonight was going to be an agonizingly long marathon.

Steeling his resolve, Lee Chae endured the borderline violent pressure of those lips.

“Breathe.”

The command, masquerading as a shred of basic consideration, was heavily saturated in an absolute, dark lust. While maintaining a facade of calm, the heavy hands meticulously tracing down his spine and ruthlessly kneading his hips threatened to entirely liquefy his composure. Shivering violently under the stimulation, Lee Chae buried his face against the older man’s shoulder.

Without a single word of warning, Hae-jin hoisted Lee Chae cleanly into the air and sat back down onto the center of the bed. Lee Chae found himself forcefully straddling his massive thighs, locked into a direct, face-to-face posture. Panting heavily for air, he stabilized himself by resting his palms over Hae-jin’s broad shoulders, only for the Esper’s lips to twist into a dangerous, dark smirk. It was a clear, unadulterated warning of the depraved acts about to unfold, causing Lee Chae to swallow hard.

The rigidly erect shaft slithered directly between the cleft of his buttocks, heavily grinding against the line stretching all the way to his tailbone. The deliberate, heavy friction elicited an immediate, high-pitched groan from his throat.

“Haa…”

Pinning Lee Chae’s hips with an unbreakable grip to ensure zero escape, Hae-jin suddenly reached between their frames and firmly clamped his hand around Lee Chae’s member. The sudden compression caused Lee Chae’s spine to violently arch. A wave of intense, blinding heat spiked from his groin straight to the crown of his skull.

Hae-jin violently jerked Lee Chae’s waist forward. In response to the sudden trajectory, his rigid length driven obliquely through the valley of his hips. Simultaneously, Hae-jin leaned down, his tongue lazily swirling around Lee Chae’s nipple before drawing the sensitive bud deep into his mouth with a sharp, wet suction.

Hngh… Feeling as though he was on the absolute verge of an immediate, pathetic release from the dual stimulation, Lee Chae desperately reached down and wrapped his fingers around Hae-jin’s throbbing shaft.

“Now that you’ve grabbed it… you better start stroking it.”

As Lee Chae began to tentatively slide his palm up and down the length, Hae-jin leaned into his ear, his voice a low, gravelly rasp demanding an infinitely more aggressive pace. Lee Chae focused his full strength into his grip. Attempting to manipulate a shaft so colossal it felt entirely too massive to comfortably encircle with a single hand was an exhausting ordeal. Yet, utterly refusing to remain a passive victim in this transaction, he used his thumb to relentlessly grind against the sensitive glans, which was already weeping a steady stream of pre-cum.

With every targeted rub, the iron-hard member seemed to swell even further. After an indeterminate stretch of friction, Hae-jin let out a ragged, deep groan, pulling Lee Chae flush against his torso. As their bodies collided, Lee Chae’s own member was aggressively crushed and frictioned directly against the defined ridges of Hae-jin’s abdominal muscles.

“Ah, hngh… I-I’m going to come.”

“Already? We haven’t even officially commenced yet.”

“It’s… it’s just… a-aah!”

Lee Chae’s hips began to bounce involuntarily up and down against Hae-jin’s torso. Instantly catching the movement, Hae-jin reached down, ruthlessly clamping his hand over the head of Lee Chae’s member, explicitly blocking the urethra to seal the release. The pleasure, violently bottlenecked right at the precipice of a shattering climax, stagnated within his lower abdomen, mutating into an agonizing, liquid heat.

“N-no… let me go…!”

“The absolute second you come, you’re going to try and sleep. Hold it in a little longer.”

Hae-jin’s fingers descended upon his opening, pressing firmly against the tight entrance before ruthlessly plunging deep inside. Utilizing the abundance of pre-cum that had smeared down their thighs, he began to aggressively and rapidly hollow out the tight passage.

“A-aah!”

Letting out a sharp, piercing shriek, Lee Chae gripped Hae-jin’s shoulders for leverage before leaning forward and biting savagely into his neck. The member he had been stroking popped cleanly out of his grip from the sudden shift, prompting Lee Chae to lock his legs fiercely around Hae-jin’s waist, writhing against his chest in absolute, frantic desperation. The room was instantly filled with the depraved, wet echoes of fingers tearing through his depths.

“H-hurry… please… not your fingers.”

“Stop whining. I need to open you up properly before I can drive it in.”

“Y-you were the one who started handling me so roughly… hngh!”

“Oh? So you’re throwing a tantrum for me to hurry up because you love the roughness?”

Incapable of articulating a coherent defense, Lee Chae could only let out a series of broken, breathless sobs. The fingers that had been violently punishing his interior were abruptly ripped out, and before he could register the void, Hae-jin firmly grabbed his hips and hoisted his entire frame into the air. Without a single fraction of delay, he was dropped straight down onto the waiting shaft.

“!”

The sheer, staggering impact of having his core completely impaled vertically left him entirely paralyzed. He entertained the surreal, terrifying illusion that the tip of the shaft was on the absolute verge of stretching the skin of his lower abdomen outward. The moment Hae-jin snapped his hips upward in a powerful thrust, a violent current of pure electricity shattered through his nervous system. Capitalizing on the paralysis, Hae-jin leaned in, sinking his teeth deeply into Lee Chae’s collarbone.

“Move your hips.”

“W-wait… just a second…”

The immediate aftermath of penetration required a baseline interval to acclimate to the sheer volume. Sensing the hesitation, Hae-jin leveraged his grip on Lee Chae’s sealed front as pure blackmail.

“Hurry up. You were begging for it just a moment ago.”

As Hae-jin delivered a lazy, suggestive twitch of his length inside him, Lee Chae’s waist bounced in an involuntary reflex. Despite the movement being entirely driven by a biological spasm rather than conscious intent, Hae-jin murmured a dangerous, dark praise.

“Look at you. Spectacular. Keep moving.”

Gritting his teeth against the sensory overload, Lee Chae forced his hips upward before dropping his full weight back down. A heavy, flesh-on-flesh thud echoed through the room as his passage was stretched to its absolute maximum capacity.

“Hngh… it hurts… it hurts…”

“That’s because your angle is completely off.”

As Lee Chae began to weep openly from the intense friction, Hae-jin shifted his strategy, modulating his hips into a slow, agonizingly deep rhythm to soothe him. The massive column meticulously scraped against the internal ribbing as it slithered nearly all the way out, only to plunge back to the hilt in a single, devastating stroke. Tears cascaded freely down Lee Chae’s cheeks with every single impact. Despite having experimented with nearly every configuration in the book throughout their relationship, this specific upright, straddling posture consistently subjected him to an overwhelming intensity.

His mouth remained locked open, entirely incapable of retaining the torrent of fractured groans pouring past his teeth. Arching his neck completely backward, Lee Chae wept until the corners of his eyes turned a vivid, bruised crimson.

Sink. Sinking his teeth directly into the raw skin where his ownership mark was carved, Hae-jin swiveled his hips in a grinding motion that practically demanded Lee Chae open his passage even wider. Utterly incapable of matching Hae-jin’s brutal velocity, Lee Chae entirely abandoned any attempt at control, surrendering his frame completely to the violent momentum of the thrusts.

“Focus your mind for a second. You’re missing the spot entirely. Hmm?”

“H-higher… angle it up…”

“Right, I knew it. My sweetheart… hngh! You absolutely lose your mind when I hammer you right here.”

The invading iron pillar aligned perfectly with his ultimate pleasure point, grinding ruthlessly against the nerve cluster before sliding out with an agonizing friction. The fleeting, explosive friction only served to amplify a desperate, unquenchable thirst within his core.

“A-again… more…”

The moment Lee Chae hitched his hips in a desperate bid to chase the sensation, Hae-jin let out a low bark of laughter and violently driven his pelvis upward. The sheer, dizzying intensity caused Lee Chae’s internal walls to spasm into a crushing vice around the intrusion. The constriction forced a deep, animalistic rumble from Hae-jin’s throat as he driven himself even deeper into the tight abyss. As the thick shaft began to ruthlessly churn against his core in that deeply embedded position, Lee Chae legitimately felt he was on the precipice of expiring from pure ecstasy.

“Hngh, ah…! P-please.”

“Please what, sweetheart?”

“I love it… it’s so good… m-move faster… haa.”

“Ha, f*ck.” Swearing fiercely under his breath, Hae-jin unleashed an unbridled, savage assault against his interior, causing brilliant flashes of white light to explode behind Lee Chae’s eyelids.

“Haa, ah, a-aah!”

The pleasure felt entirely absolute, wrapping around his entire biology like a consuming fire. Ethereal fireworks danced across his fractured consciousness. Every single time that ferocious, thick length driven into his deepest depths, splitting the narrow channel apart, the interior structures clamped down around him in a desperate, welcoming spasm. Completely overwhelmed by the endless, mounting waves of ecstasy, Lee Chae attempted to swing his hips, only for his entire nervous system to violently convulse, locking his body into a rigid tremor.

Sensing the climax, Hae-jin anchored his hands into Lee Chae’s waist and delivered a series of brutal, bottoming-out thrusts, forcing open thresholds that should have been entirely impassable.

“Ah, a-aah…!”

His entire field of vision bleached into a stark, blinding white before instantly plunging into absolute darkness. A little more… just a fraction more…

Exactly like the depraved promises Hae-jin was murmuring against his ear, a long, hyper-sensitized tremor rippled through his entire anatomy.

“Haa, ah, a-aah!”

A torrential flood of scalding semen erupted directly against the burning inner walls of his passage. Entirely incapable of retaining his own release any longer, Lee Chae erupted simultaneously, painting Hae-jin’s abdomen and chest in a thick, white glaze. Immediately following the release, Lee Chae collapsed forward like a marionette with its strings cut, resting his wet cheek heavily against Hae-jin’s shoulder.

“Lee Chae.”

Hearing the voice heavily thick with profound, absolute satisfaction, Lee Chae lacked the baseline energy to formulate a verbal response, managing only a weak, microscopic nod. Savoring the soft, wet sounds of Hae-jin pressing a cascade of lingering kisses against various points of his bare skin, Lee Chae let his eyelids flutter closed, drifting instantly into darkness.

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