SOFTIE 40

[Do you like humans other than me, Yeonwoo? I hate it… I liked you because you’re Yeonwoo… I wanted you to get healthy by giving you lots and lots of guiding. You can’t sleep well at night and you’re often in pain. I know everything. But you always just tell me to stop guiding. I have to just watch you suffer.]

Just as Yeonwoo cherished and considered Softy, Softy felt the same. Realizing this obvious fact only now, Yeonwoo’s face burned.

He didn’t know why his face was becoming so hot. Was it the shame of misunderstanding Softy? Or was it because his physical condition, which he tried to hide, had been completely found out?

Though he was much better than before, there were still times when his body grew numb and wouldn’t move for no reason, or when sharp noises suddenly rang in his ears.

[You don’t even ask me for help.]

Yeonwoo was left speechless by Softy’s words. Everything—everything was right. Both what Lee Taeho said and what Yoojung noona said. There were times he made requests, but in most cases, he brushed it off, thinking, ‘this much is fine.’ To Yeonwoo, it was normal.

At the root of it was fear. He was worried that his Guide, whom he had finally found, would collapse from overexertion, and that he would return to those days where side effects tormented him. He was worried that Softy would grow tired and weary and leave him. He had been worrying about things that hadn’t even happened.

But Softy wasn’t like that. Rather, he worried about Yeonwoo. He expressed anger, saying he wouldn’t forgive another Guide if one came. With a Guide like this by his side, how could he not accept the guiding?

[I’m good at it too. I’m not bad at it just because I’m a magical beast.]

Softy, showing he had no intention of hesitating any longer, initiated action. The strength also left Yeonwoo’s hands, which had been tightly holding the tentacles.

Yeonwoo sucked in a breath as a tentacle entered his shirt. A cool object touched his skin. His shoulders instinctively hunched. While Yeonwoo’s eyes wavered at a sensation he had never felt in his life, thick guiding was transmitted through the tentacle.

Yeonwoo’s eyes shook like an aspen tree. It was the same guiding he always received, but something was different. Amidst the comfortable and cozy emotions, a certain yearning sprouted. His body went limp and relaxed at the concentrated guiding transmitted from his skin.

It was similar, yet something was different. Because the wall in Yeonwoo’s heart had crumbled, allowing him to fully accept the guiding, and because Softy had become more adept at guiding, the efficiency was maximized.

Yeonwoo bit his tongue hard. The trembling of his body was unusual. Softy, absorbed in the guiding, didn’t notice Yeonwoo’s abnormality. Instead, he increased the number of tentacles and clung to his body more. Softy’s face was buried in the nape of Yeonwoo’s neck, and tentacles wrapped tightly around his arms and chest.

[Do you like it?]

“…!”

At that single whispered word from Softy, it felt as if an uncontrollable heat exploded inside his body. In an instant, the heat encroached upon his mind. His brain grew hazy and his lower abdomen felt heavy. In his slowing mind, he thought about what this intense reaction was caused by.

Why would mucosal or sexual guiding be the most efficient? It was because there were Espers who accepted guiding as pleasure. This is because guiding efficiency changes according to the Esper’s mood. While there is joy and comfort, the physical pleasure was superb. That is why previous Guides had been sexually exploited.

But I’m different. I should be different from those Espers…!

Yeonwoo had never once thought of guiding in that way. Softy was doing his best. He was simply working hard to lower the pollution level.

Even as he berated himself, asking if he was crazy or starved, his heated body would not cool down. It was even more of an ordeal because of the tentacles that kept wriggling and moving. Yeonwoo endured with all his might as his crotch grew increasingly heavy. To avoid being caught, he squeezed his legs together and pressed down on his penis, which felt as if it would stand erect at any moment, with his hand.

He couldn’t show himself like this to Softy.

“So—huff. Softy… I, I think it’s okay now…”

[Really? Was I helpful?]

“Of course…”

Yeonwoo didn’t have the mental capacity to stroke Softy, who was nuzzling him happily. I have to pull him off. He thought so, but he instinctively leaned his body against the clinging Softy. Now he could understand the Espers who became addicted to guiding and went crazy for their Guides.

Beyond the comfort, peace, and joy of guiding, he had discovered pleasure.

The guiding he felt at first was nothing compared to this. He wanted to beg for it more deeply, more intensely than this. It was to the point where he couldn’t tell if it was an Esper’s desire or a human’s desire. Yeonwoo closed his eyes tightly.

‘It’s not pleasure. It’s strange to feel something like this.’

Softy is providing guiding purely, so does the fact that my body is trembling from being swept away by pleasure mean I’ve gone completely mad? Yeonwoo slowly opened his eyes. His vision was blurred from the rising heat. With blurry eyes, he checked the pollution level. It was green. A green he hadn’t seen in goodness knows how long. A groan escaped through his teeth involuntarily.

“The color…”

[So this is how I do it. Let’s do this often from now on.]

Softy, unable to hide his overwhelmed heart, hugged Yeonwoo tightly with his tentacles. In the process, a tentacle lightly brushed against a nipple. Softy, not even knowing what he had touched, remained perfectly nonchalant.

Yeonwoo instinctively pushed Softy away. He was flustered by the sexual sensation felt from an unexpected place. A startled Softy let go of Yeonwoo. Seeing Softy looking at him despondently, Yeonwoo, realizing his mistake, hurriedly gave the reason for the rejection.

“The—the color changed, so it’s okay now.”

He could feel Softy’s confusion. But he couldn’t do this anymore. He wanted to leave the room immediately, but he couldn’t steady his body, as if he had downed a strong liquor in one go. Softy looked at the empty embrace and then stared fixedly at Yeonwoo’s back.

Feeling dissatisfied, he struck the floor once with his tail, and his tentacles wandered through the air. He was in my arms just a moment ago… was he uncomfortable?

Just then, he heard Yeonwoo’s heartbeat. Softy tilted his head.

The heartbeat is fast. The earlobes are red. The reason humans turn red is when they are angry…? What are you angry about? Was my guiding bad? That can’t be right, the pollution level dropped because you liked it? It turned green, so why?

His mind becoming complicated, Softy snatched Yeonwoo firmly. He then witnessed Yeonwoo, whose face was flushed bright red. Softy blinked slowly. Strangely, his heart felt full.

[You’re cute.]

“…! Ugh! So—Softy, stop!”

Yeonwoo’s mind grew distant at the pouring guiding. Please… Yeonwoo inwardly hoped Softy wouldn’t notice anything strange. His body, which had no immunity to this kind of guiding, just kept going limp.

Let’s ask about this symptom. Something is definitely wrong. I’ll ask for another check-up…

[Yeonwoo, you’re so cute. Your face is bright red.]

Yeonwoo was always cute, but this was even cuter. He wanted to see more, much more. He extended a tentacle and caressed the red face and the nape of the neck. It felt like hot warmth was being transmitted.

[Is it because you like the guiding? I’ll give you more.]

“…Huh?”

It happened in the blink of an eye. The tentacles wrapped around his waist pulled so strongly that Yeonwoo couldn’t shake them off even if he pushed. In the process, part of a tentacle brushed past the tip of his modestly erect penis. Yeonwoo arched his back and trembled.

Once again, Yeonwoo was trapped in Softy’s embrace. Softy, in the form of a wolf, stuck out his long tongue and licked up Yeonwoo’s red cheek stickily. As the saliva touched him, Yeonwoo’s vision momentarily turned pure white.

He had heard that there was guiding energy even in saliva, and it was true.

[It feels good, doesn’t it? I can feel that Yeonwoo feels good. If Yeonwoo is happy, I’m happy too.]

“…What? Wa—wait…! Hnggh!”

The place where the saliva touched was tingly. The penis that had been touched showed no sign of subsiding. As the excited tentacles rubbed here and there against his skin, the hidden nipples were stimulated and rose up, and with the penis being touched as well, he was driven to the brink of madness.

Eventually, the outline was revealed through his pants. Fortunately, Softy hadn’t noticed, but it was only a matter of time. The moment Yeonwoo tried to cover it, Softy’s tongue licked up the nape of his neck. Yeonwoo’s waist lifted slightly. Guiding poured out before he could even hold it back. Yeonwoo covered his face with trembling hands. His earlobes were dyed redder and hotter than lava.

“Fuck…”