“What did you say…?”
Crash—!
Suddenly — what, what is he doing?
Hee-young’s face went white as a sheet, hands trembling so hard he dropped his spoon without even registering it, but Deputy Seong was already rattling off everything at rapid-fire speed.
“Right now Shin-yul is — okay, yeah, we’ll just move him straight to your place. We’re bringing him to you, so Guide him right away, and — hold on — the Watch! Where’s the Watch? Use that to Guide and keep checking his levels as you go, and once the Guiding’s done contact us — just a second! Hello? Yeah! Hee-young is at the dorm! Just bring Shin-yul to the dorm — no, you know what, just grab anyone and open a Portal to this side!! Right now!! Or tell them I’ll crack every single one of their skulls!! Put someone else on!! Just put someone else on!! I’m going to finish every last one of those bastards today.”
“Wait a minute—!”
Deputy Seong took a call and suddenly burst into a blaze of shouting before rushing out in a panic. Hee-young reached out helplessly toward his retreating back, but there was no stopping Deputy Seong as he sprinted away, cursing up a storm.
“Damn it…! What the hell is going on…!”
Rattled by the sudden chaos, Hee-young shot to his feet and was about to follow — when Deputy Seong’s words flashed back to him, and he yelled the Watch! and bolted into the bedroom.
A Rampage? Just like that? He was always right on the edge, but he always managed to scrape through somehow — what the hell happened?
He remembered tossing it onto the bed, but where it had burrowed off to without making a sound — Hee-young overturned the entire bed and blankets before finally finding the Watch wedged between the pillow and the duvet. He snatched it up and checked — the Guiding level read 7%, the numbers glowing in an ominous, angry red. The moment he saw it — beep! beep! — a sharp alarm went off and the number changed to 6%.
“Six….”
Han Shin-yul’s Rampage was in progress, and he was the one who had to save him.
Hee-young’s head spun. He rubbed his face hard with both hands, then staggered into the bathroom and, of all things, started brushing his teeth. His appetite had vanished — there was no way he could eat — and he didn’t know what he was supposed to do. He just wanted to do something, anything, to redirect his thoughts.
But his churning mind and tangled thoughts wouldn’t settle so easily. To begin with, an entire month had passed in this strange limbo of not knowing whether Shin-yul was alive or dead, so he had no idea how to even look him in the face — and now, before they’d even said a word to each other, they were apparently going to collide lips first.
No, forget lips. I’m supposed to do Sexual Guiding…. Is that even — no, wait, does rubbing lips and rubbing bodies together actually bring a dying person back? Like, does that make any sense?
The whole thing had happened so suddenly that it felt completely unreal. He let out a hollow laugh, once again incredulous at how insane this world was — and then the murmuring outside swelled louder and the front door burst open. Hee-young jolted and rushed out to the entryway, only to find a crowd of strangers piling in.
“Hee-young! Hee-young!”
“This is an S-rank Rampage! It can’t happen here! If the Rampage isn’t contained it’ll be a real disaster! If you just give us time, the Center has a bunker—!”
“Oh, for f*ck’s sake, seriously! Where is the time?! We can just Guide him right now! How long are you going to treat him like some half-rate bomb of an Esper who can’t get Guiding?! Stop pissing me off and get out! Deputy Shin! What are you doing?! Get that person out of here!”
“Out! Out!”
“No, wait—! Protocol—!”
“Protocol my ass! Hey — Shin-yul. Come in carefully. Hee-young! I’m counting on you! And just in case… you’ve been trained for this, but — Hee-young, you’re an S-rank Guide and your Matching Rate with him is 95%, so it absolutely won’t come to this — but if the Rampage won’t stabilize and he keeps dropping all the way to 2%, don’t hesitate. Leave Shin-yul and call us immediately! We have a rescue standby team!”
Deputy Seong finished his rapid-fire speech while holding back the shouting people from behind, then slammed the door shut. Outside, the muffled sound of the crowd still lingered, but inside the apartment, an awkward silence settled.
A figure the size of a door was swaying, barely managing to lean against the shoe cabinet.
“Haven’t seen you in a while and you look like a complete mess.”
Hee-young knew the situation was urgent, but it was the only stupid thing he could manage to say. At his words, Shin-yul — head hanging low — let out what barely passed as a faint laugh. At that instant — beep! beep! — a sharp alarm rang out from Hee-young’s wrist. Shin-yul’s Guiding level had dropped again. At that piercing sound, Shin-yul let out a pained groan. He swayed once, heavily — and then blood began to drip from his nose.
“Princess….”
“You can still say that when you’re half-dead?”
It’s a gift, it really is. Still muttering, Hee-young had been watching Shin-yul’s increasingly unsteady body with growing alarm when he urgently reached out and grabbed him by the collar. The body that wouldn’t have budged an inch under normal circumstances was helplessly pulled along by that feeble grip and slumped against Hee-young as if collapsing. Unable to bear the weight, Hee-young sank down with him, both of them crumpling together onto the entryway floor.
“I’m… actually in pain this time….”
“Yeah, you look it.”
Shin-yul gasped and shook. He clearly wasn’t in any kind of normal state. To be honest, Deputy Seong had said a lot about what would happen if the Rampage couldn’t be stopped — but Hee-young hadn’t entertained the thought of the Guiding failing even for a second. He’d had it drilled into him until his ears could fall off — that he was an S-rank, that a 95% Matching Rate with Shin-yul was something extraordinary. There might be a worst-case scenario out there somewhere, but there was also a courage that came from not fully knowing it. Hee-young watched Shin-yul trembling and desperately grabbing his hands, and swallowed a sigh. God…. Damn it all. I don’t know anymore either.
“Lift your head.”
Shin-yul had been folded up like a crumpled thing, clinging to Hee-young with his head buried as if burrowing in — but the moment Hee-young spoke, he responded instantly and snapped his head up. Hee-young took hold of Shin-yul’s chin and pressed their lips together. The moment their lips touched, Shin-yul desperately craved the inside of Hee-young’s mouth, and sucked and pulled at his lips with his tongue — but Hee-young didn’t open his mouth. Even from their clasped hands, he could feel it — the Guiding was moving at an alarming pace. The energy inside him churned rapidly and flowed into Shin-yul. If skin-to-skin contact already caused this, he couldn’t even begin to imagine how intense Mucous Membrane Guiding would be.
Shin-yul let out a needy, whimpering sound against Hee-young’s closed lips — licking at them, mouthing at them softly, biting down gently again and again. All the while, the eyes looking up at Hee-young were more intense and desperate than anything else, and without realizing it, Hee-young’s hand reached up to brush lightly across Shin-yul’s eyes and cover them before slowly parting his lips.
“Ngh… hh—!”
Hee-young groaned without meaning to. The moment his mouth opened, in an instant — hot breath mingled, then tongues, then saliva. And simultaneously, an overwhelming sensation crashed into his mouth all at once. The wet, slick feeling of licking and sucking hit him together with a surging wave of Guiding sensation, drowning him all at once. Heat flooded through him, their bodies pressed closer, and his heartbeat thundered loud in his ears.
Shin-yul, devouring Hee-young’s lips hungrily, shifted his weight to lay Hee-young down and climbed on top of him, picking up where they’d left off. Large hands slipped urgently under Hee-young’s shirt and began roaming all over his body.
“Mm — hey, wait—!”
The moment those cold hands slid under his clothes, Hee-young squirmed. Shin-yul grabbed his chest and began teasing it slowly, and Hee-young tried to shake his head and push him away — but Shin-yul’s lips closed over his again just as fast, swallowing every breath and word.
Is he — is he seriously going to do this? For real?
Hee-young frantically checked the Watch on his wrist — it was still bright red, but the number now read 7%. He immediately yanked Shin-yul back by the hair. With the Guiding started, Shin-yul had apparently stabilized in an instant — the nosebleed that had been pouring freely had stopped as well, leaving only a faint trace of blood.
“Hey — hah—! Damn it. Wait, just — wait a second—!”
“Princess, princess….”
Grabbed by the hair, Shin-yul only burrowed further into Hee-young, kissing his collarbone and neck, gasping against his skin. Then he scooped Hee-young into his arms and stood up, heading toward the bedroom.
“Hey, you—!”
“Mm, it’s okay. It’s okay.”
“It’s not okay! You’re the one who’s not okay!”
“I’m okay because my princess will fix me….”
Shin-yul walked quickly into the bedroom, stripping Hee-young of his clothes as he moved toward the bed. One moment he’d been barely holding himself upright, and the next he was using sheer brute force — Hee-young had no chance to resist before he was bare. Facing the worst-case scenario bearing down on him at close range, Hee-young watched in a daze as Shin-yul stripped off his own clothes.
Is this really, really happening? Hee-young looked at Shin-yul with trembling eyes — those golden eyes that usually shone with an easy, unhurried warmth had gone slightly clouded. He didn’t seem fully in his right mind. Hee-young didn’t know what kind of experiences a Rampage put someone through, but it was clear Shin-yul was not in a state that responded to reason.
Either way, I need to resolve this situation, resolve it…. How? For real? Hee-young looked down at himself, bottom half in nothing but his underwear.
…Will I even get hard?
Well, to insert it, it’s gotta be hard first, right? The stimulation just now got some blood flowing, but — wait, am I really doing this? Just like this?
Hee-young was still going back and forth. Maybe because his head understood while every other part of him was resisting — he’d been stuck in this loop of do it? but for real? like, actually? and had frozen up. Whether Shin-yul knew or didn’t know the state Hee-young was in, the moment he finished pulling off his own clothes, he pushed Hee-young down and climbed on top of him.
Apparently being apart by even that short distance was enough to drop the level — the Watch let out another beep! beep! Shin-yul, head pounding from the noise, scowled in irritation and yanked the Watch off Hee-young’s wrist and flung it out of the bedroom.
“Hey, if you throw that—!”
Before he could finish, Shin-yul covered Hee-young’s lips again. Bare skin pressed against bare skin, and Guiding flowed from every surface where they touched — heat surged through him all at once. Shin-yul’s thick tongue explored every corner of Hee-young’s mouth, swallowing even his saliva like it was something sweet, then moved down to his neck, chest, stomach — leaving soft kisses along the way — before hooking his fingers into Hee-young’s underwear and pulling it down in one smooth motion.
“Whoa! Whoa! Wait! Whoa!”
Even at Hee-young’s cry, Shin-yul took hold of Hee-young’s cock and stroked it slowly. Since waking up in this body, Hee-young had never once touched himself — the sudden stimulation made him suck in a sharp breath as both hands flew up to clamp over his own mouth. All the complex thoughts that had been swirling were blasted away in an instant, his mind going completely blank.
Hee-young’s pink cock, half-hardening from stimulation, went fully erect the moment Shin-yul’s hand made contact. Shin-yul rubbed slow circles over the tip and sucked at the soft skin of his inner thigh — watching Hee-young shudder with apparent satisfaction — then opened his mouth and swallowed Hee-young’s cock whole.
“Hah—! Nn—!”
Wait, I’m actually getting hard? This is getting me hard — for another guy? Even as that thought crossed his mind, the warm, wet sensation struck without warning and Hee-young moaned involuntarily. It had been so long since he’d felt any sexual stimulation — and on top of that, the rush of Guiding sensation piling in at the same time — he was losing his mind. His small hands trembled pitifully as they clutched the blanket. Shin-yul laced their fingers together, holding Hee-young’s hand, and began.
“S — stop! Stop it! You’re — crazy—! Hah—! I’m, I’m going to come—!”
Shin-yul had been torturing him — bobbing his head up and down, licking the underside of his cock, then sucking hard just at the tip — and Hee-young frantically grabbed his hair to pull him off, yanking at that soft hair with everything he had — but in the end he trembled and came, deep in Shin-yul’s throat.
“Ahh—! Hah—! Hh, hah—! You — you crazy bastard—!”
Face flushed red all over, tears that had gathered at the corners of his eyes rolling down his cheeks, Hee-young lay limp on the bed, breathing hard, glaring at Shin-yul. Under that sharp gaze, Shin-yul swallowed — taking in everything Hee-young had given him — and smiled.
“Baby, you haven’t been cheating on me.”
“I — ah…. Damn it, you’re insane….”
Leaving Hee-young to lie there boneless and undone, Shin-yul reached into the nightstand drawer beside the bed and retrieved a bottle of lube. Why is that in there. The thought crossed his mind and vanished — Shin-yul grabbed Hee-young’s legs firmly and spread them wide to either side. Then he idly toyed with Hee-young’s limp cock for a moment before squeezing a generous amount of lube onto his hand and beginning to work it into Hee-young’s hole.
“What — what are you doing?”
“Princess is new to this, so if I don’t loosen you up properly, you’ll tear….”
Wait — me? I’m the one getting it?
