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Prologue
Pitter-patter, raindrops noisily pelted the window. Though he was staring at the monitor, the documents weren’t entering his vision at all.
“Who does he take after to be so stubborn?”
He put a cigarette in his mouth and was about to light it when he heard someone kicking down the hallway. Daehoon shook his head and put down the cigarette he’d been holding.
*Bang!*
“Who breaks down a director’s office door like that?”
“It didn’t break!”
Making a tremendous noise, his puppy threw himself directly into his arms. Daehoon caught Ilkyung with his generous embrace as he burrowed in hard enough to make a thud.
“Quickly, hm? Quickly.”
Even though he hadn’t gone to the scene alone, traces of battle were all over Woo Ilkyung’s body as if he’d done all the work by himself. Daehoon, who had settled on the edge of the desk, checked Ilkyung’s face first. Fortunately, only dust was on his pale face, with no injuries.
“Quick, quick!”
The impatient puppy lifted his chin and begged for a kiss.
“I need to check your body first.”
“No, guiding first.”
“I need to check your condition before guiding.”
At Daehoon’s words, Ilkyung narrowed his eyes and glared.
“You always do this!”
That Guide Ha Daehoon, no, that Director Ha Daehoon could guide plenty without any contact was something even a passing mutt would know. But that was all in the past. Guide Ha Daehoon made only Esper Woo Ilkyung an exception. And Woo Ilkyung unfailingly did this every time. He always made things difficult like this.
“Don’t curse with your eyes.”
Daehoon said while scanning Ilkyung from head to toe.
“Pervert, really.”
“Woo Ilkyung with his dickhead already standing up is more of a pervert. Hurry up.”
Ilkyung stared at Daehoon intently while taking off his leather jacket and dropping it with a thud.
“No way! What kind of Guide does guiding like this?”
“No way, what kind of Esper receives guiding in a director’s office like this? Stop nagging and strip, quickly.”
After confirming there wasn’t a single scratch on Woo Ilkyung’s face, Daehoon had become relaxed. When Ilkyung had kicked down the director’s office door, he’d been worried about whether his puppy had gotten hurt somewhere, but now he was completely at ease as if that had never happened. Only Ilkyung, who couldn’t possibly know this fact, narrowed his eyes and glared.
Since he was the one in a hurry anyway, Ilkyung began taking off his clothes one by one. He took off the shirt he’d been wearing under his jacket and dropped it on the floor, then grabbed his pants belt and looked around cautiously. Ilkyung glanced at his wristwatch as if time was precious. Following that gaze, Ilkyung also checked the time.
4:50 AM.
“Esper Woo Ilkyung.”
“I get it! I’m stripping.”
All Daehoon had done was call his name, but the bad-tempered Maltese shouted and undid his belt buckle. He boldly opened the belt, then looked around cautiously again.
“The day will break.”
“No, but! It’s unfair. Why am I always the only one stripping?”
“What did I just say? I said I’d check your condition and then guide you, but is our Esper Woo Ilkyung still unable to break his habit from when he was Assistant Manager Woo and can’t understand words in one go?”
Ilkyung growled. It looked exactly like a small Maltese yapping, and Daehoon continued with a familiar expression.
“How about it, do you want to climb on the desk and strip today?”
“Aah! Really, I won’t let you— Hyeok!”
Daehoon grabbed Ilkyung, who had been standing facing him, and pressed him straight onto the desk. Ilkyung, whose upper body was made to sprawl flat on the desk, struggled.
“Why does it take so long to undress?”
“Aaah!”
“If I’d gone to the accident scene with you in the first place, we wouldn’t be working overtime like this. Spread your legs more.”
“Wait, wait a moment.”
“Let’s guide quickly and go home.”
Having pulled down both pants and underwear at once, Daehoon wedged his thigh between Ilkyung’s legs. When Ilkyung struggled, he smacked his right buttock.
“Hyuk!”
“Upper body is fine, need to check the lower body.”
“I’m not hurt anywhere.”
“Then we could just hold hands, so why are you rubbing your lower body and asking for guiding?”
“Then you won’t do it?”
Ilkyung just turned his head back sharply with fierce eyes, but even that looked cute, which was a big problem. Daehoon kissed Ilkyung’s lips with a smacking sound. In that moment, Ilkyung felt his tired body’s condition returning.
“Done, right?”
After stripping someone completely naked, Daehoon just patted his butt saying it was done. There’s no way Woo Ilkyung would stay still at those words.
“No, more!”
“More what?”
“Guiding, give me some guiding.”
“I just gave it all to you.”
The guiding was sufficient. It wasn’t like Ilkyung had come back injured, and today was a time when Woo Ilkyung would normally be sound asleep, so his condition wasn’t great, but it really wasn’t a big incident.
“No! Uk!”
Nevertheless, Ilkyung had now become accustomed to guiding through skinship, so brief lip contact or holding hands wasn’t enough to satisfy him. Daehoon thought what would have happened if he wasn’t an S-rank Guide. No, rather than the level being the problem, he felt dizzy wondering what would have happened if their matching rate had been rock bottom.
Daehoon grabbed one buttock and spread it. Even though he’d fucked him here just the day before yesterday, Ilkyung’s hole was tightly closed as if that had never happened. Finding that frustrating, Daehoon smoothly traced the folds with his finger.
“Aht!”
“Shhh! Everyone at the center will hear us fucking in the director’s office, Assistant Manager Woo Ilkyung.”
“Hht, no, that’s not— Aah!”
Woo Ilkyung still reacted sharply to the title ‘Assistant Manager.’ His reaction was quite different from when he was called ‘Esper,’ as if he liked it.
With his upper body sprawled on the desk like a frog, he spread his legs and sneakily raised his butt upward. His plump buttocks aroused even a sadistic impulse that hadn’t existed before.
“I tell you every time, but the center is a place for guiding, not for having sex.”
“Y-You too, Director-nim— Haht!”
“You’re not even wet, so what sex are you asking for?”
Daehoon picked up the gel rolling around on the desk, opened the lid, and let it flow straight down Ilkyung’s ass crack.
“Hht! It’s cold.”
Ilkyung moaned and unconsciously shook his butt this way and that. It looked just like a young puppy clumsily wagging its tail, making Daehoon laugh.
“What do you want me to do?”
Daehoon undid his belt buckle and unbuttoned his pants while speaking as if he knew nothing. Ilkyung turned his head back and made a pitiful expression. He knew that this expression, like drooping ears, moved Daehoon’s heart more easily than a sulky look. Daehoon made eye contact and smiled brightly. It was an expression pondering whether to grant it or not.
“Hurry. Guiding, hm? Director-nim, guiding.”
Like a young puppy whining, Ilkyung shook his butt this way and that while whimpering.
“Guiding already ended, Esper Woo Ilkyung.”
Daehoon took out only his member from his underwear and rubbed it against the hole. Even though he spoke mockingly, Ilkyung just pushed his butt back further, begging him to put it in, accepting this as usual.
“You don’t keep going to accident scenes because of sex, do you, Esper Woo Ilkyung?”
“Aht! Ah ah! As if that’s it! Ah, too big, it hurts!”
“What do you mean it hurts every single time? Relax a bit. You’re going to break my dick.”
“Aah, wait wait! It hurts!”
Even though they’d matched their bodies more than once or twice, Woo Ilkyung always acted like this, as if it were the first time. Because that was pathetic and cute, Daehoon wanted to torment him more. He wanted to make Woo Ilkyung cry harder. That would happen soon enough anyway.
“You’re noisy, Ilkyung-ah. Everyone at the center will hear.”
“Aht, aah! Director-nim’s dick is too big.”
“You like it because it’s big. You liked it because my cock was big even before we dated.”
“No, aah! Wait, ahk ukh!”
Even though only the head had gone in, Woo Ilkyung whined and complained that it hurt. That would normally be noisy, but since it only looked cute to Ha Daehoon’s eyes, it was already over.
“Director-nim, wait, I didn’t, didn’t lock the door!”
He kicked the director’s office door open like he was going to smash it down and barged in, then threw himself into Daehoon’s arms without hesitation—and now he’s saying he didn’t lock the door? What kind of hopeless puppy is this?
“Just let them come in and watch.”
“Ngh, no, aah! Ah, just the door.”
Whether from nerves, Ilkyung clenched his cock hard against the door hole.
“Aah!”
“Relax. If your dick breaks off, you’re the only one who loses.”
“It hurts, aah! You pervert, wait a sec.”
“You’re the bigger pervert for coming in without locking the door.”
