DG Ch 3.2

Hanyeong lifted Taegyeong and carefully carried him to the sofa. Taegyeong groaned, clutching his stomach. Tears flowed from his closed eyes, trailing down his cheeks.

“Why aren’t you healing?”

Hanyeong looked down at his palms. He’d definitely used his ability, but Taegyeong’s condition hadn’t improved at all. His breathing grew more ragged, and his moans of pain became more frequent.

He’d never met anyone his healing powers didn’t work on. There were occasionally people with unique constitutions or those who had become immune to abilities later in life. Come to think of it, Taegyeong had only recently become a guide. Could his constitution have changed because of that?

“Taegyeong-ah, let’s go to the hospital.”

“Hyung… I-I’m okay… I don’t need to go to the hospital…”

Taegyeong grabbed Hanyeong’s wrist. His hand was damp with sweat, yet it felt cold and soft. Hanyeong looked around the living room, then ran to the bathroom to get a dry towel and a wet one, placing them on Taegyeong’s forehead.

Taegyeong pretended to be in pain, but in reality, his body was burning up. He felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen from time to time. Did he insert Squishy too deep? He felt nauseous, as if he’d been injected with an aphrodisiac.

“Let’s get you changed. Do you have any clothes to wear in your room?”

“…Yes.”

“I’ll carry you on my back. Let’s go to your room and rest.”

“Heup, okay. Hyung… heuuk…”

“Does it hurt a lot? Where does it hurt?”

Taegyeong shook his head and reluctantly climbed onto Hanyeong’s back. His gentle voice was soothing. Hanyeong, who had once aspired to be a voice actor, had a clear and pleasant voice.

‘Ah. I want to hear Hanyeong-hyung’s moans…’

Taegyeong gently wrapped his arms around Hanyeong’s neck. His stomach churned. The slight ache in his lower abdomen intensified.

‘What is this…?’

“Heuut!”

“…Taegyeong-ah?”

Suddenly, his insides convulsed. A sharp pain shot through him, and Taegyeong tightened his grip around Hanyeong’s neck, curling up. His mind went hazy. He felt a hollowness, as if his energy was being drained.

Hanyeong called out urgently. Taegyeong gritted his teeth and buried his face in Hanyeong’s back.

“It’s okay… I’m okay. Hnngh, heuut…!”

Hanyeong, who had entered the bedroom, opened drawers and closets, looking for clothes for Taegyeong to change into. His autumn and winter clothes must have been moved to the company dormitory, as there were only thin, short-sleeved shirts and shorts.

“Let’s get you changed. Your clothes are soaked with sweat. Look at this.”

Taegyeong could have changed himself, but he weakly shook his head, feigning exhaustion. He pulled his hand, which he had carefully hidden under the blanket, and placed it on his stomach.

“Should I change you?”

“…No, hyung—!”

Taegyeong flinched dramatically and pulled the blanket tighter. Hanyeong’s expression turned serious.

“Why not?”

“Heuk—!”

Hanyeong carefully sat Taegyeong up and lifted his shirt. Red, irritated skin and bite marks were visible. There was even dried semen on his navel.

“Did Seo Wooyeol do this to you…?”

He asked in a low voice. Taegyeong subtly shook his head.

“…Hyung, it’s not Wooyeol’s fault. He just said my body looked too lewd and slutty… Hyung, you know how Wooyeol doesn’t absorb guiding well. He said he felt better when he looked at my body, so I suggested it.”

“How could he say such a thing? He knows you have a weak constitution. Taegyeong-ah, if Seo Wooyeol played with you, tell me everything. Don’t hide it.”

“Yes, hyung…”

But as Hanyeong took off Taegyeong’s shirt, he smirked inwardly. Then, would Taegyeong do it with him if he couldn’t absorb his guiding well? The thought was tempting.

Taegyeong also smiled faintly, unnoticed by Hanyeong.

‘Can you, hyung, really just look at my body?’

Hanyeong carefully wiped away the dried semen and sweat with a dry towel. Taegyeong, his senses heightened, let out soft moans at the slightest touch of the rough towel.

The lewd sounds made Hanyeong’s groin throb. Everyone knew Seo Wooyeol was a bastard, but he wasn’t much different himself.

“Hyung, I’ll just sleep for a bit. Can you stay by my side? Don’t go anywhere.”

“Of course. I’m not leaving you alone when you’re sick. I’ll take care of you, so close your eyes.”

“Nngh…”

Taegyeong lay comfortably on the bed and closed his eyes. Pretending to be asleep was the easiest thing in the world.

There was no way Seon Hanyeong would stay put after seeing his lewd body. He’d apparently told Seo Wooyeol outright that he would fuck Taegyeong once he became an adult.

As expected, Hanyeong waited. Until Taegyeong fell into a deep sleep. He watched Taegyeong’s sleeping face from beside him, taking deep breaths. He gently caressed Taegyeong’s cheek with his fingertip.

“Taegyeong-ah.”

“…”

“…Huu. You don’t know how much hyung loves and cherishes you, do you? But how could you give that beautiful body to him so carelessly?”

That shouldn’t be allowed.

He was angry. He had never been angry in front of Taegyeong before. But now, since Taegyeong wasn’t looking, it didn’t matter if he showed his anger.

Hanyeong looked over Taegyeong’s body, tucked under the blanket. He lifted the blanket and saw his smooth legs clad in shorts.

“Our Taegyeong is beautiful all over. Here too.”

His shapely calves, the prominent bones of his instep and ankles, his pristine, soft-looking thighs, his neatly trimmed toenails, and his delicate toes.

Hanyeong touched each of his cute toes, gently caressing his well-proportioned legs and feet. He slipped his hand under his shorts and caressed his soft thighs.

Taegyeong pretended to be asleep, his breathing even and steady. Hanyeong was exploring his body. Perhaps it was because he hadn’t been a guide for long, but every touch of his fingertips sent shivers down his spine.

“Haa, heu… Taegyeong-ah. Lee Taegyeong.”

Hanyeong’s breathing grew ragged. Listening to his sexy moans as he caressed his body made Taegyeong’s hole itch, his throat parched with thirst.

Hanyeong straddled Taegyeong’s legs and unbuckled his pants. He shouldn’t be doing this to his adorable younger brother, but Taegyeong, sound asleep, wouldn’t know anyway.

Hanyeong boldly pulled down his briefs slightly and took out his cock. It was already hard and leaking precum just from looking at Taegyeong’s body. He rubbed his swollen glans against Taegyeong’s legs, knees, and thighs.

“Taegyeong, you like it too, right? You like it when I touch you with my cock, look at this.”

Taegyeong’s groin bulged invitingly. He was getting hard even in his sleep. He couldn’t leave this lewd body alone.

The area where his glans touched became damp. A faint, sweet scent wafted up, and Hanyeong leaned in to smell it. Sniff, Taegyeong’s scent was incredibly sweet. He covered his groin with his palm and gently caressed it.

“Hnngh…”

Taegyeong whimpered in his sleep. The slight furrow in his brow was incredibly cute.

Hanyeong rubbed his cock against his smooth legs and pulled down Taegyeong’s shorts. Taegyeong flinched and twisted his body slightly.

Hanyeong’s heart pounded, worried that Taegyeong might wake up and look at him with hurt eyes. But he couldn’t hold back any longer. It would be foolish to just stand there looking at such a delicious body.