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It was clear that this wasn’t about the rumors among ability users or civilians. Someone like Baek Sa wouldn’t be troubled by mere gossip.

Ha-gyeom thought of the nameless, faceless leader who might have been the one to inform him. Only someone of such high standing could potentially cause problems for Baek Sa.

“Whose attention should I avoid?”

The leaders? Or other espers?

He knew it wasn’t good to attract attention from leaders or espers. Leaders had power, and espers had the authority to dominate. With their weapons, they could demand anything. Ha-gyeom swallowed nervously.

“If it’s because you don’t want me to catch other people’s eyes…”

Baek Sa cut him off.

“Yeah, I don’t like it.”

The decisiveness in his response was unexpected.

“And I hate it even more when others touch you.”

Baek Sa’s eyes glinted as he unabashedly displayed his possessiveness. While Ha-gyeom had suspected it, facing it directly made him dizzy. He blushed momentarily.

But that heated feeling didn’t last long. The image of Myeong-yi and his family wouldn’t leave his mind.

“Ugh…”

As his words trailed off, Baek Sa’s caresses deepened. His breath scattered roughly over Ha-gyeom’s skin. Blood rushed to his groin, and the tickling in his stomach became almost painful. Their bodies, pressed together in the humid shower, felt sticky.

Despite this, Ha-gyeom felt like he was falling into a bottomless pit. His body heated up, but his consciousness sank into darkness. He was caught between conflicting sensations, unable to do anything but react sensitively to the stimuli.

With a click, Baek Sa turned off the shower, plunging the room into heavy silence.

“……”

“……”

Breaking the silence, the occasional drops of water hitting the floor and their unsteady breathing filled the bathroom. The sound of skin against skin as Baek Sa’s lips moved over him was thick in Ha-gyeom’s ears.

Ha-gyeom lowered his eyes halfway to hide his gloomy expression. He couldn’t help the redness around his eyes.

Even while pressed so closely together, terrible visions would flash unexpectedly. Each blink brought twisted images of the man’s death and his family’s last moments, unsettling his mind.

“…Haah, wait.”

Ha-gyeom finally began to resist properly. A storm raged in his consciousness, leaving him unable to guide. Anxiety gripped him, making his fingers tremble. Unable to meet Baek Sa’s eyes, he tried to push him away, but Baek Sa’s grip only tightened.

“I can’t…”

Unable to break free, his fear grew. The silhouette of Baek Sa became even more terrifying, causing his heart to race.

Was the man in his mind the same as the one before him?

Ha-gyeom squeezed his eyes shut, but it only made things worse.

Baek Sa didn’t ask why he was experiencing such symptoms. Most ability users had their traumas. A panic attack might not seem special to him.

“Breathe. Slowly.”

Baek Sa whispered gently in his ear. Ha-gyeom found himself trapped in his arms. Despite the pressure being neither too strong nor too weak, his heart continued to race wildly. Even as Baek Sa tried to soothe him, the pain only spread through his body.

“Haa…, ugh…”

Sinking to the floor again felt worse than death. Ha-gyeom did nothing but endure the passage of time.

The embrace began to take effect after a few minutes.

As his trembling subsided, Baek Sa didn’t speak or meet his eyes; instead, he kissed him abruptly. Ha-gyeom’s eyes widened as Baek Sa’s tongue moved deeply and passionately. The intensity of the kiss alone made his stomach clench.

“Stop thinking bad thoughts and focus on me.”

A while later, after pulling away, Baek Sa spoke. It was an odd thing to say, considering he was the one who had induced those ‘bad thoughts’ in the first place.

Ha-gyeom looked up into Baek Sa’s calm eyes. He should have felt an overwhelming hatred for this heartless man who had killed so easily, but strangely, he only felt a desperate desire not to look away.

Ha-gyeom was not a mindless animal. He had the willpower to reject an esper as he had back at the center. No matter how much Baek Sa resembled Baek Seung-woo, this was not right.

“No…”

He barely managed to voice his resistance. Despite Ha-gyeom’s effort, Baek Sa disregarded him and kissed him again.

The soft lips offset the throbbing pain from his bruises. Ha-gyeom was easily drawn into the moist kiss. Baek Sa wrapped his arm around Ha-gyeom’s neck, holding him close until he felt like he might burst.

Even though they had only kissed, Ha-gyeom could feel Baek Sa’s erection pressing against his abdomen. It was as hard and massive as ever. Baek Sa guided Ha-gyeom’s hand to touch it.

“Ugh…”

If Baek Sa’s plan was to overwhelm Ha-gyeom with physical pleasure to the point where he couldn’t think of anything else, it was already working.

Touching Baek Sa’s erection, Ha-gyeom felt its slickness from the pre-cum. Stroking the veiny shaft, he slowly cleared his mind.

“Ah, ugh…!”

When Baek Sa’s hand reached Ha-gyeom’s own erection, his vision went white. The intense pleasure was almost unbearable.

Baek Sa’s breathing grew noticeably heavier. He occasionally kissed Ha-gyeom while pressing his forehead against his. Each bite, touch, and thrust made Ha-gyeom feel like he was on fire.

Unconsciously, Ha-gyeom clung to Baek Sa, who supported his weight. Wrapping his legs around Baek Sa’s hips, Ha-gyeom felt the thick erection pressing against his perineum. The length and depth it reached seemed impossible.

His back hit the rough wall. Despite not having progressed beyond kissing, he felt like he might come at any moment.

In his discomfort, Ha-gyeom grabbed Baek Sa’s hair. Baek Sa, holding him under his buttocks, slid his hand between Ha-gyeom’s cheeks.

“…!”

Ha-gyeom couldn’t even moan. When Baek Sa’s fingers penetrated his entrance, the expected pain was mild, and there was no resistance.

“Ugh…”

Ha-gyeom’s fear and guilt were purely psychological. It was a war between sensation and consciousness. His body, remembering the pleasure, wanted Baek Sa, while his mind, recalling the murder, rejected him.

He couldn’t trust Baek Sa, but he could trust Baek Seung-woo. He feared Baek Sa but sought comfort through Baek Seung-woo. Ha-gyeom couldn’t separate them or accept them as one. This dissonance was maddening.

But as Baek Sa’s thick fingers delved deeper, Ha-gyeom’s thoughts dissolved.

“Haah…”

Baek Sa added another finger, stretching him taut. He licked up Ha-gyeom’s neck, who, head thrown back, felt the wet tongue. Yielding to instinct, Ha-gyeom’s bad thoughts ceased.

He had never allowed anyone to touch him so deeply. At the center, all guides followed a standard procedure. Ha-gyeom would prepare himself alone, and the act would begin without foreplay.

But this…

Baek Sa was skilled. He seemed to know exactly how to relax Ha-gyeom’s muscles and induce intense pleasure. If not, Ha-gyeom wouldn’t be feeling such sensitivity already.

Half-lidded, Ha-gyeom looked at Baek Sa. Being held at eye level, he saw that Baek Sa’s eyes were no longer cold. His gaze, marred with excitement, and his wet lashes and bitten lips were full of restless urgency.

“There’s no need for this. Just do it…”

For effective guiding, it was best to share fluids as soon as possible. Penetrate and release. Foreplay was a luxury. While intense pleasure could enhance efficiency, it seemed unnecessary now.

“I don’t want to.”

Baek Sa’s unexpected reply made Ha-gyeom frown slightly. There was no hint of playfulness in his expression. Yet sometimes, feeling pleasure seemed like a great wrong to Ha-gyeom.

The first time they guided, he felt Baek Sa was only Baek Seung-woo. Now…

“Ah…!”

Then Baek Sa roughly moved his invading fingers. Ha-gyeom couldn’t resist. The mixture of pain and intense pleasure overwhelmed him. His toes curled, and his erection pressed against his stomach.

“Haah, ah…!”

Every time Baek Sa’s knuckles hit his prostate, pre-cum dripped down his shaft. Ha-gyeom buried his face in Baek Sa’s neck, moaning uncontrollably. His back arched, and his inner thighs tightened. Clenching his muscles around Baek Sa, he elicited several rough breaths.

His feet touched the floor again. Baek Sa turned him around, exposing his back. Ha-gyeom could feel his loosened hole pulsing.

Baek Sa, who had deliberately stimulated his wounds, urgently thrust his erection inside.

“Ah…!”

It was insanely long and thick.