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Chapter 57: The Lunatic Who Lasted Exactly 4 Minutes 37 Seconds

“P-personally…”

Haejin moved slowly. Staring straight at Lee Chae, he let the open robe slip to the floor with a soft thud.

“Yeah, I’m only human—way too much. Not some dog with nothing but lust in its head, yet I’m like this all the damn time. Even during meetings at Legion surrounded by those gloomy espers. Even when I’m facing off with my mother at headquarters. You know what the worst is?”

Lee Chae shook his head, eyes wide with fear. Haejin continued, barely holding himself back—because he had zero intention of forcing anything.

“Even while fighting beast-types. People would think I’m the ultimate pervert who gets turned on by monsters.”

“…”

“So Jung Lee Chae… save me.”

Lee Chae’s lean but toned upper body was driving Haejin insane. Save me was the perfect thing to say right now. Guides existed to save espers—please, somehow save me… With his eyes, his heart, his actions, his words—Haejin was begging.

He stepped close enough for their noses to touch. Leaned in, pressing chest to chest. He cupped the tense jaw, then traced fingers down the neck to the collarbone. Slowly lowered his head and pressed lips to that collarbone.

They’d used the same body wash, but the scent on Lee Chae was on another level—piercing his nose. The more he inhaled, the more maddeningly sweet it became. Unable to hold back, Haejin sank his teeth into Lee Chae’s neck. Lee Chae’s hands gripping his shoulders tightened.

“Ah…”

A half-sigh, half-moan of pleasure escaped. Haejin slowly expanded his territory. His tongue registered a tingling sweetness. It’s just skin… do all guides taste this sweet? Like a man finding an oasis in the desert, Haejin bit and licked every inch.

Lee Chae had been following like he’d lost his mind—then suddenly shoved Haejin’s shoulders as if snapping awake. His glare was pure seduction.

“Hyung, I’m supposed to guide. Why are you doing it?”

What a line.

This seductive creature opened his mouth and Haejin froze. Lee Chae grabbed his shoulders and pushed—one step, two—toward the bed. Haejin’s calves hit the mattress; Lee Chae shifted his weight. Haejin toppled backward—obviously, since he wasn’t resisting.

“Haa…”

“You’re already like this and I haven’t even done anything?”

Lee Chae smiled with his eyes, then—like Haejin had done—bit his neck and slowly moved downward.

“Jung Lee Chae, I’m hurt.”

“Stop whining.”

“No, seriously… your belt is digging into my bare skin…”

Lee Chae glanced down with an “Ah.” Bit his lip, thinking for a moment. Then, as if resolved, undid his own belt. Pale legs appeared.

Lean but springy— How much has he run around for those legs to look like that? Could pass for a gymnast.

You ran with those legs to feed your family. That’s why a guide has muscles like this… Thinking that made his chest ache. Pitiful, admirable, and insanely sexy— Every single thing about Jung Lee Chae was special.

“Don’t stare like a pervert. Close your eyes.”

Haejin grinned and obeyed. A soft, moist warmth landed on his chest. Wherever Lee Chae’s lips touched, fire ignited. His stomach boiled, his brain melted.

“Haa…”

“Your leg already looks healed.”

“That healed with one kiss.”

Breathing grew rougher. While Lee Chae’s breaths sprinkled over his torso, Haejin stroked his back with both hands. The moment sensitive spots met—sparks flew.

“Hk!”

“Hnngh!”

They moaned simultaneously and locked eyes. The intense sensation made them ask with their gazes—what the hell is this? But it was both their first times; neither knew.

“…”

“…”

Silence fell, but the air turned unmistakably erotic. They were both so wet it was hard to tell if it was the mood or literal sweat.

“Your eyes are bloodshot.”

“Something else is bulging on you.”

They joked to dry the mood, but it only got wetter. It felt like being alone with Jung Lee Chae in warm, breathable water. If paradise existed, this was it.

“Why are yours bloodshot?”

“…Why is yours bulging?”

“Because I’m a dog with nothing but lust in its head. You?”

“Reproductive instinct of the species.”

They laughed at each other. Surprisingly, Lee Chae ended it simply.

“Then it’s not because we’re guide or esper?”

“That was never the reason. Like you said—let’s just reproduce. To avoid extinction like dragons, we gotta work hard. With our compatibility, kids are guaranteed.”

He expected a snarky retort, but Lee Chae just giggled. The seductive breath that followed tickled his ear.

Haejin flipped Lee Chae onto the bed. Lee Chae—who’d been leading without much resistance—suddenly slapped hands away and pushed foreheads when Haejin tried to touch or kiss. Haejin stopped, exercising extreme patience, and looked down at him.

“Don’t like it? Say it now if you don’t. Once we cross, there’s no going back. Don’t make me trash—say it now.”

“It’s not that I don’t like it.”

“Then?”

“Just reflex.”

“F*ck, then what am I supposed to do?”

His frustrated voice made Lee Chae’s eyes widen—as if asking you dare yell at me right now? Haejin immediately fixed it.

“I mean—you’re not saying no, but you keep dodging… You know what I hate most! Doing it with someone who doesn’t want it—or tricking someone—is the worst.”

“I know. That’s why I like you.”

Unexpected attack—mouth shut. This guy always came in without signaling. Then tsked at him.

“Are you an idiot?”

“…?”

“You said it’s reflex because I want it. Don’t you get it? Even a romance virgin should understand… you’re killing the mood…”

Fck—this is beyond sexy; it’s siren song.* Yeah, this is Jung Lee Chae. Always exceeding expectations. The ultimate seducer.

He kept babbling something, but Haejin heard nothing.

He’s saying he can’t help resisting because he wants it. He’s begging me to overpower him. Hesitate now and you’re not a man.

Resolved, Haejin let instinct take over. He silenced Lee Chae’s lips with his own, pinned both wrists with one hand, and pressed him down with his whole body.

The reflexive struggling melted away. Lee Chae finally went soft and pliant.

The sharp beginning of their first time.

“Ugh… haa… I’m losing my mind.”

Haejin buried his face in Lee Chae’s neck, groaning in agony. If he’d known it was this hard, he would’ve at least listened to the dirty talk espers always spouted. The one saving grace: Lee Chae was just as inexperienced and already out of it, so he wouldn’t notice Haejin’s clumsiness.

Haejin breathed in and moved slowly again. His body responded on its own. The magnet-like clinging, the hot breaths in his ear, the nails raking his back, Lee Chae’s lips that moaned in pain yet never refused—everything moved him.

“Ah!”

The moment they finally became one, tears welled in Lee Chae’s eyes. Haejin licked them away in comfort but didn’t slow down. He wanted to ask if it was okay, if Lee Chae was losing his mind too.

“Jung Lee Chae, open your eyes and look at me.”

“…Ah, ngh.”

Lee Chae gripped the sheets tight. His body was outrunning his head; everything felt urgent. Lee Chae suddenly wrapped one arm around Haejin’s neck, clinging.

“Don’t like it? Is that why?”

Less than five minutes in—he couldn’t finish early. Haejin kept talking to Lee Chae to distract himself from the overwhelming focus. But Lee Chae kept his lips sealed. Annoyed, Haejin moved harder—moans finally spilled out.

“Haaah! Ngh, ah…”

He’d tried to distract himself, but the sounds only made him lose it more. Lee Chae threw his head back, lifting his chin. His pale neck was covered in Haejin’s marks. Seeing them made him…

“Ngh, why won’t you answer? Don’t like it?”

“Sh-shut…!”

“What? Want more?”

“No—just shut up!”

“You’ve got no manners with hyung.”

“Ah, haaah…! Hyung, I—I’m dying…”

“Same.”

The moment Lee Chae clenched and cried he was dying, Haejin bit his lip hard. The train that had been sprinting hit an unexpected obstacle and screeched to a halt. The boiling steam felt ready to explode.

Hold it.

Vision flickering, Haejin stopped moving and hugged Lee Chae tight.

“Haa…”

Lee Chae’s voice sounded close to tears.

“W-why’d you stop…”

“I’ve been holding back forever. I’m not planning to finish quick. No—excuses. I’m just an asshole.”

“Total thug.”

“Huh?”

“Idiot, we can just… do it again.”

“Our baby’s a total pervert, huh?”

SMACK! A sting bloomed on his back. He’d been teased and hit, yet it felt weirdly good. Am I the real pervert?


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