FETCH 59

They were training pants he had thrown on without much thought, but he felt only a sense of relief that they were easy to take off.

Jaechan firmly grasped Han Kang’s throbbing cock and pressed it recklessly between his buttocks. Due to his nerves, the gap between his tightly clenched buttocks was narrowed shut, but now was not the time to leisurely stretch his insides.

If this moment passed, it would be a complete rampage. Jaechan ground his teeth as he recalled the theory that a status can escalate from Level 1 to Level 5 in an instant.

Simultaneously, he shoved the cock into the tight space between his buttocks. A sharp pain shot through his lower back, causing his expression to crumple violently.

His gritted teeth gnashed together. Strength surged into the hand gripping the cock, and his thigh muscles bulged to their limit. Perhaps because he was forcing it in, the member that had always slid in and out so easily got stuck right at the glans and would go no further.

He couldn’t even describe how much it hurt. Jaechan’s expression distorted even more intensely at the sensation of raw flesh being torn.

“Heu, fuck…”

His heart was racing with urgency, but his body wouldn’t follow his will, making him feel like he was suffocating from frustration. Jaechan took a deep breath to calm his increasingly frantic mind.

First, relax the body.

He recalled the very first thing he had heard when learning how to Guide an unconscious Esper. Then, as if he had become a dry blanket, he let his entire body go limp. Since he was taking in a rock-hard, erect cock, he couldn’t completely release the strength in his legs.

Hureu, exhaling, he pressed his body down into a seated position. Along with his breath, the member slid all the way in through the gaps of his relaxed muscles. Perhaps because he was sitting down from above, it went in deeper than usual, causing his body to flinch and shiver instantly.

However, there was no time to feel pleasure. Even seeing his own cock rearing its head at the familiar stimulation, he couldn’t even think of touching it.

He simply sucked in a breath, heup, straightened his waist, and then sat back down as he exhaled, huuu. As he consciously relaxed and slowly moved his body up and down, the movement became much easier.

During all this, he did not let his hands rest. Holding onto the single fact that Han Kang would only get better if he did well here, Jaechan stroked every part of his body. He slid his hands inside the T-shirt to caress the torso, and after leaning down with difficulty, he pressed their lips together.

As he performed mucosal Guiding by sliding his tongue into the mouth, he did not neglect his waist movements. At the sensation of being poked and prodded, his thighs trembled and his inner walls were crushed, bringing on waves of pleasure, but it was different from when they explored each other for enjoyment.

With his eyes, he closely monitored Han Kang’s complexion. The paleness of his face showed no sign of returning to normal. His closed eyelids remained motionless. The Esper’s instinct to wake up and crave Guiding should have been coming alive by now, but the strength that had been hugging him so tightly was gone, and he lay limp as if he were dead.

That made his heart feel so heavy and pained. Jaechan Guided him with all his heart and soul, praying desperately, please.

How long did he struggle like that? Han Kang’s brow furrowed, and soon his waist began to move slightly. After twitching his fingers, he eventually pulled Jaechan into a tight embrace and let out a labored moan, heuue.

The sound of his teeth grinding was gradually ceasing.

The thick veins that had bulged on his neck were also starting to subside.

It was a sign that the Guiding was working. Jaechan moved his waist even more vigorously. The heat that had been forgotten in the chill was returning.

“Heue, ah. Eut…”

He even thought that if he kept repeating this violent act of taking such a brutish thing in and out by himself, the gap between his buttocks might never close again. But it didn’t matter. With the sole thought of wanting Han Kang to wake up, Jaechan put even more strength into his waist and pushed the large cock in as deeply as possible.

Did that desperation reach him?

Before long, a rough breath burst from Han Kang’s mouth, and he opened his eyes. Perhaps because he was still dazed, he scrambled to absorb the pouring Guiding wavelengths.

“Kang, Kang.”

Even in his exhaustion, Jaechan repeated Han Kang’s name. Perhaps because he was so desperate to confirm he was okay, the end of his voice trembled pathetically.

But there was no answer. Nevertheless, the thrusting movements of his waist began to gain strength. Jaechan collapsed with a loud moan, heuuk, at the force that dug deep inside and crushed his inner walls.

The frost that had been tangled across the treatment room walls had all melted away. Consequently, puddles of water had gathered quite deeply on the floor, but fortunately, there were no electronic devices in reach that looked dangerous. It seemed they had all been cleared away in advance.

Jaechan’s face was now drenched in sweat. His face, which had been dry and fresh just a moment ago, was now glistening, and his sweat-soaked bangs clung to him haphazardly, acting as a nuisance.

Dripping beads of sweat soon pooled between Han Kang’s thick, defined abdominal muscles. Fortunately, Han Kang’s abdomen, which had been heaving steeply, had stabilized considerably.

Watching Han Kang’s gradually improving condition, Jaechan struggled through his ebbing strength to keep his mind focused.

Slap, slap—the sound of sticky friction echoed densely through the treatment room. He hadn’t had a moment to feel pleasure, yet moans escaped his mouth at the sensations that made him go weak.

“Hon… ey.”

And finally, Han Kang called out to him.

At the sound of Han Kang’s voice, encountered after such a long struggle, Jaechan almost burst into tears. Now, even that irritating title felt welcome.

He didn’t know how hard it had been. Even when he tried to clear his mind and just move his waist, he kept censoring himself, wondering if he was somehow lacking.

That was why he had wriggled his body even more fervently. He purposely took the cock in to a depth that was overwhelming to handle and slowly rotated his hips so that the cock made contact with every part of his inner walls. Even when the strength left his legs from the stimulation that made his head tingle, he never slowed his movements.

Wishing only for Han Kang to wake up, he pushed his own pleasure aside and exerted every ounce of effort to focus on the Guiding.

Perhaps that was why, when Han Kang opened his eyes and looked at him, the bridge of his nose felt tingly. It was a surge of emotion, like encountering a guardian when you’ve been struggling and flustered after hitting a wall while trying to solve something you couldn’t handle alone.

As he pressed his lips together to hold back tears, his chin naturally puckered. Feeling the sting in his eyes, he sniffled. With a trembling hand, Han Kang gently stroked Jaechan’s waist.

“Are… are you okay? Are you conscious? Do you know where we are?”

“…Treatment room.”

Han Kang barely replied in a completely rasped voice. He knit his brows as if trying to focus his hazy vision, then reached out the hand that had been stroking Jaechan’s waist to barely touch his face. It seemed even lifting his arm was difficult. He let out a pained groan, eung.

Jaechan brought his face close to his hand so that he could touch it comfortably. As his body moved slightly, the cock inside him pressed firmly against his inner wall, but he didn’t even have the energy to flinch.

He simply rubbed his face against the palm of his hand. A heavy breath flowed out slowly. He didn’t even have the mind to compose himself. He was simply overwhelmed. As the tension released along with the relief that he had regained consciousness, it felt as if all the strength was draining out of his limbs.

“It’s hard…”

Faced with the hand gently caressing his face, he ended up acting spoiled in a way he usually never did. Han Kang’s eyebrow twitched slightly as if he were surprised. Then, he cast his gaze all the way down to look at the point where they were completely interlocked.

Lacking the strength to move, Han Kang still just lay there still. When Jaechan bit his lower lip hard, not knowing what to do, Han Kang grabbed Jaechan’s cock instead.

“I’ll shake it for you.”

“Heuu, ah.”

“If you can’t do it, you can take it out; it’s okay.”

“You’re still…”

“Now, you can just hold me.”

Han Kang weakly tapped Jaechan’s cheek. Jaechan shook his head and began to move his waist again little by little.

Han Kang said he was fine, but his complexion was still deathly pale. Jaechan placed his hands on Han Kang’s flat lower abdomen, which was interlaced with blue veins, and pushed his waist up.

Through his curved palms, his cock slid upward. A chilling stimulation surged through the glans. Simultaneously, his head snapped back at the touch of a hand thumping against his waist. Perhaps because the tension was fading now that he knew Han Kang was awake, the cells throughout his body that had been suppressed until now seemed to go into a late-stage frenzy.

Even though he was only touching it, his penis throbbed and appeared vividly exposed to the stimulation. At the force scraping down the urethral opening, semen immediately spurted out.

Jaechan took ragged breaths, revealing the pleasure he had been so busy hiding. Perhaps because the tension had vanished, his whole body felt languid. Moreover, watching Han Kang slowly regain his color, a gentle relief settled over his heart.

“Jaechan, if we keep doing this, I think my cock is going to get raw.”

His voice, which had been completely rasped, had also returned to normal.