FETCH 75

When I came to my senses and opened my eyes, it was already morning. There had certainly been a night, but it was gone. There was a world of difference between a sleep one invites after lying down to prepare and enjoying a sufficient amount of leisure, and a sleep where one passes out, unable to overcome the approaching god of sleep.

That was why Jaechan had been scowling since morning. Despite acting as if he would let him go after some gentle coaxing, Han Kang had persisted and did not let Jaechan go until the break of dawn. Every time Jaechan drifted off and occasionally opened his eyes, a wet, squelching, lewd sound rang out from his buttocks and thighs.

His buttocks were so sore from being thrust into that it was stinging, but more than that, Jaechan let out a heavy sigh at the sound of breathing so close against his back.

The rough relations of last night were one thing, but more than that…

“Aren’t you going to take this out?”

Jaechan gathered all his strength into his elbow and struck Han Kang in the ribs with a loud thud. Simultaneously, a scream of “Agh!” erupted from behind his back.

He glanced back. Han Kang was looking at Jaechan with a look of absurdity. His eyes, darting quickly up and down, seemed as if he could not understand the situation.

“Why did you hit me?”

“Take your dick out, you crazy bastard.”

The problem was Han Kang’s dick, which was still inside him.

He wanted to shake his body mercilessly to get him to pull out quickly, but he couldn’t do that for fear that the one penis the man had might break. So he tried pulling his waist away as gently as possible and pushed against his thighs with strength.

“Hey… erection forbidden.”

Why was it getting bigger?

Jaechan’s expression distorted further. When he pulled his elbow back again as if to strike another blow, Han Kang hurriedly grabbed his elbow tight. Applying strength as if trying his best to block it, he showed a look of being wronged.

“This isn’t happening because I want it to. You have a dick too, honey, so you should know. This, huh? It’s physiological, so I can’t help it.”

“Even if you can’t help it, shouldn’t you try to make it so you can help it? At least help me pull it out!”

“Why? I’m the one being forcibly evicted right now.”

“Evicted?”

“My cock says it wants to stay inside honey longer, but honey is kicking it out right now.”

What kind of absolute bullshit logic was this?

He felt his pupils dilate naturally from the absurdity. However, the Han Kang before his eyes wore an incredibly innocent look, as if he had never said anything wrong.

He knew that if he kept trading words with a Han Kang like that, he would never get anything done. Jaechan concluded it would be better to pull it out himself and slowly moved his waist again.

Whew, ha.

In the midst of repeating those sluggish breaths.

“Huuu-ah…!”

Jaechan trembled as the thick glans scraped sharply against his insides. The mere sensation of the thick, large dick sliding out was stimulating enough that a heavy weight settled in his lower abdomen for a moment.

His body convulsed. At the same time, Jaechan’s chest heaved steeply. Gasping for breath, Jaechan found himself clutching the sheets tight before he knew it. Tears welled up in his eyes once again.

Han Kang had pulled his dick out all at once. It was already a tight fit, so the sensation of it scraping roughly against him was incredibly stimulating. It was just as he was swallowing hard because a thirst arose simply from thinking about it again.

Han Kang, who got up first and trudged toward the bathroom, suddenly opened the mini-fridge in the room. Showing no intention of covering his erect genitals, he left them out casually and gulped down water. Just watching him made Jaechan feel the coolness, and his own Adam’s apple bobbed in response.

Han Kang, whom he thought would go straight to the bathroom, approached him. His sluggish eyes scanned every inch of the sticky skin.

“Why, aren’t you washing?”

It was the moment Jaechan asked while pulling his body back. As he tried to pull his head away next, Han Kang, who grabbed both his cheeks with one hand, pressed his lips against his without hesitation. Simultaneously, cold but lukewarm water flowed into his mouth.

He got goosebumps. Through all the numerous kisses they had shared, he had never thought of sharing water this way; as if he couldn’t tolerate even a single trickle of water escaping the lips, Han Kang pulled his lips away and began licking the surrounding area.

“Huuu, ah…”

Moans flowed helplessly from his mouth again. At that point, Han Kang gave a smirk and pulled his lips away.

“Honey, you’re so lewd.”

After teasing Jaechan, Han Kang quickly disappeared into the bathroom.

He’s the one with his penis standing straight up, so who is he talking about…

Jaechan felt his face heating up late and wiped his mouth. While gently pressing with the back of his hand to wipe away the moisture that had flowed, his lips against the back of his hand throbbed as if his heart were beating in his lips.

Jaechan grabbed Han Kang’s watch lying on one side of the bed. Even if the wrist wasn’t recognized, Han Kang’s status, which could be seen by entering a password, was fortunately fine.

Whether it was because the insertion guiding had worked properly, he couldn’t have been more satisfied with the near-perfect levels.

“What a relief, really.”

Jaechan, who murmured to himself, looked up at the ceiling with a sigh. He didn’t know how much he had worried that the guiding might not work. Of course, there was the alternative of taking the medicine, but even so, he inwardly hoped he could guide Han Kang with his own ability rather than medicine.

Just as Han Kang had emphasized several times to trust him, Jaechan had successfully guided him. Because that made him feel good, Jaechan’s pretty lips curled up into a faint smile.

Jaechan, who barely managed to wash and come out, struggled to get dressed. It was almost time for team training to begin, so he had to move diligently if he wanted to eat breakfast.

Furthermore, today was the day for joint Guide training. Because of that, Jaechan put on his combat gear for the first time in a long while.

Perhaps because the Olympics were approaching, the team members, who had begun training quite like the real thing, were spending every day in dangerous combat despite it being only the second day.

For that reason, the Guides also had to wear all their combat gear, which was quite bothersome as there were many pieces to put on. He frowned slightly at the annoyance for a moment.

“Honey, we should eat breakfast before we go.”

At the voice heard from downstairs, Jaechan answered “Yes” and stepped carefully. Since his body had been overworked all night, it was safe to say he had almost no sensation below his waist. Because it was difficult to take a step, he waddled while holding the railing; Han Kang, who had been looking up while buttoning up below, came rushing up.

“Ah, I didn’t think of that.”

“I bet you didn’t. Since you’ve never been on the receiving end, you probably have no idea how menacing your own dick is.”

“But you enjoy it every time, don’t you? If you look closely, it’s when I put my dick here.”

Han Kang firmly grabbed his buttocks. He stiffened in surprise, but he had no strength to push him away. All he could do was support his body, which felt like it would collapse at any moment.

“Hey!” He looked at Han Kang while yelling, only to receive a faint, mischievous smile in return.

“You’re the one who rubs your butt first.”

“I do that?”

“Yeah. Honey, you always use your hips. If you look closely, you’re lewder than I am.”

The mischievously returned voice was somewhat irritating. However, it felt true, so he couldn’t argue that it wasn’t.

Jaechan reached the first floor slowly with Han Kang’s support.

Leaving Jaechan to sit on the bed for a moment, Han Kang finished putting on the clothes he was wearing. He complained incessantly that combat gear was annoying because there were so many things to fasten, or asking if he couldn’t just go in a tracksuit.

Knowing that their bodies could be completely ruined on a day they accidentally took a hit from a teammate’s attack, Jaechan found Han Kang hateful for talking so leisurely.

He shot a sharp glare at the talkative Han Kang, who then shut his mouth tight.

While waiting for Han Kang to finish his preparations, Jaechan repeatedly clenched and opened his hands for no reason. He was still dazed by the fact that guiding wavelengths were coming out even without taking the medicine.

The thought flashed through his mind that he needed to examine whether that was truly because he had manifested properly or if it was because the effects of the medicine remained.

“Come out, eat. No time.”

Choi Seokyoung swung the door open without knocking. His gaze, which held a hint of disapproval, soon turned to Han Kang’s desk. Just like the previous night, he stared for a long time at the white medicine bottles lined up in a long row.

“You’re not going to take them at all now?”

He couldn’t answer yes or no to the question. He didn’t know why. He could just say that he and Han Kang had agreed to do guiding without medicine from now on, but the words wouldn’t come out readily in case a situation arose where he might have to take the medicine again.

When Jaechan hesitated, Han Kang firmly grasped his hand. And he spoke boastfully instead.

“Yeah, our honey decided not to take the medicine anymore.”

“That’s awesome.”

“Right, honey? You’re not going to take the medicine anymore, right?”

Han Kang wasn’t asking for Jaechan’s consent. Beneath the tender voice, a hint of strong pressure was buried. Jaechan looked up at that Han Kang and nodded his head, saying “Yes.”

“I’m not taking it anymore.”

He swallowed the words “for now” that tried to follow. At that, Han Kang gave a wide smile.

“Then, rather than some medicine like this, I’ve staked my fate on Jeon Jaechan.”

At Han Kang’s words, which discussed “fate” in addition to what he had said while persuading him, his heart sank once again. It was a trembling that didn’t need to be defined as either fluttering excitement or anxiety.