TG Ch 9 Part 11

“Ah, mmph…”

Sijin’s eyes fluttered at the sensual touch, and he tightened his grip on the arm wrapped around his waist. Unfazed by Sijin’s protests, Jeong Taeyul’s large hand gently kneaded his full chest.

“Wait, wait a minute. Jeong Taeyul…”

Sijin pleaded desperately. He felt a little frustrated; he was exhausted, but Jeong Taeyul seemed completely unaffected. Moreover, he could feel Jeong Taeyul’s hard c*ck pressing against his thigh.

Sijin’s eyes widened. He couldn’t let this happen again. Sijin took a deep breath and said, “W-Wait a minute. Let’s just… clarify one thing.”

“What.”

“I don’t think… we should do this… in the guiding room anymore.”

“……”

Jeong Taeyul stopped nipping at his neck at those words. Sijin suddenly felt tense, as if he’d made a mistake.

Jeong Taeyul sat up slightly and looked down at Sijin, his expression sharp.

The sunlight streaming in from the window was blocked by Jeong Taeyul’s back. Sijin was trapped in his shadow, exposed to his intense gaze. 

Sijin avoided his eyes and mumbled, “W-Well, this is our workplace. And we both have responsibilities. Work comes first, so from now on…”

“What.”

Jeong Taeyul, his eyes sharp, interrupted him.

“You’re saying now that we’ve done it once, it’s over?”

“W-What are you talking about…!”

Sijin had never even imagined such a thing. That wasn’t what he meant at all…

Sijin averted his gaze, flustered. Jeong Taeyul’s demeanor had suddenly turned cold. He had been languid just a moment ago, but a few words had made him tense. 

Sijin spoke hurriedly, as if trying to soothe a lion, “You saw Gyuho’s reaction. If this gets out… it won’t be good for the kids’ emotional well-being.”

“…You make it sound like we’re having an affair while raising kids.”

Jeong Taeyul asked incredulously.

“Ah, it’s just a habit of mine to call the ability users kids…”

Sijin said, embarrassed, rubbing his cheek. It did sound a bit strange.

“Anyway, it’s not good for an examiner to be perceived as a sexual object by ability users. Especially for me, since I have to do a lot of guiding counseling…”

“……”

Sijin mumbled. Jeong Taeyul sighed softly and lay back down, pulling Sijin into his arms. He nestled Sijin against him, his arm serving as his pillow, holding him close like a lover.

Then, Jeong Taeyul spoke in a low, languid voice, as if in agreement, “Do as you please. But…”

Jeong Taeyul paused.

As Sijin looked up at him questioningly, he continued, his voice a warning, “Don’t tell Ham Geonwu. I’ll tell him if I want to.”

“…Why?”

Jeong Taeyul looked down at Sijin’s innocent face and naked body before answering, “You can’t handle him, Doctor.”

“……”

Sijin’s eyes widened at the sharp warning, then he slowly nodded. He couldn’t handle Ham Geonwu? He felt a sense of foreboding; it seemed likely.

Lying back down, Sijin thought anxiously.

What if Ham Geonwu had seen this? The mere thought made him sigh. Ham Geonwu clearly had feelings for him. If he had seen this, the precious trust they had built would crumble.

‘I didn’t expect this to happen either…’

Sijin rubbed his forehead against Jeong Taeyul’s arm, which was serving as his pillow, his mind racing. He considered the hypothetical situation.

‘Even if I could go back to last night…’

Sijin would have confessed to him just the same. It had been an impulsive decision, but it was a precious step for him, who had always suppressed his feelings.

Still, he had a responsibility to resolve this situation. Sijin decided he needed to draw a clear line with Ham Geonwu.

Having made up his mind, Sijin felt calmer. He felt something heavy pressing against his backside as he was trying to ignore the ticklish sensation against the back of his neck.

Embarrassed by its size, Sijin subtly tried to move his hips away. Then, his waist was grabbed and pulled back.

“Ah, ow.”

“Why do you keep squirming when I’m trying to hold back…”

Jeong Taeyul murmured, pulling Sijin closer.

Sijin, his face flushed, was pressed against Jeong Taeyul’s chest, unable to move. It was a position where their hearts were closest to each other. He remembered seeing ability users, starved for guiding, acting like this, but he never thought he would experience something similar.

He felt as if Jeong Taeyul’s heat had transferred to him. Holding back? Sijin hesitated, then said, “Um, Jeong Taeyul…”

“Yes.”

“If you want to do it again… should I… give you a bl*wjob?”

“…Bl*wjob?”

Jeong Taeyul’s breath hitched.

Perhaps because they were so close, Sijin could feel his every breath. At the same time, he felt the hard c*ck pressing against his thigh through the fabric. The memory of last night made Sijin blush.

Then, Jeong Taeyul asked an unexpected question, “…Do you usually offer this?”

“Huh? Not usually, but… I thought you might want to do it again…”

“So.”

Jeong Taeyul sat up slightly.

He reached out and touched Sijin’s lips. His finger slowly slipped inside, caressing his warm, soft tongue. His touch was gentle, as if he were handling something precious.

“…You’re offering to do this… with your small mouth?”

“Well… yes.”

Sijin mumbled, his voice barely audible. He wasn’t suggesting anything particularly explicit, but it felt like he’d proposed something incredibly indecent.

“A bl*wjob?”

Jeong Taeyul muttered to himself, his gaze thoughtful as he considered the meaning of the words.

“Why…?”

Sijin, feeling uneasy, looked up at his face.

Jeong Taeyul was now lying on his back, staring at the ceiling. He didn’t react when Sijin touched his shoulder, and the way he was clenching his jaw, as if feeling wronged, seemed strange. But his grip on Sijin’s waist only tightened.

Sijin, embarrassed, tried to soothe him, “Um, giving a bl*wjob isn’t… a bad thing. It’s quite common…”

“Ah, it’s common?”

“No, no. I didn’t mean it’s common for me…”

Jeong Taeyul frowned at Sijin’s hasty reply.

Sijin watched him nervously. He couldn’t understand why Jeong Taeyul was upset. He hadn’t expected the conversation to take this turn just because he’d offered a bl*wjob.

After a moment of silence, Jeong Taeyul asked an unexpected question, “Have you dated a lot of people?”

“Uh? Yes…?”

Jeong Taeyul’s handsome face frowned even more at his bewildered reply. His sharp features, illuminated by the morning sun, seemed particularly prominent. He looked handsome, yet his eyes were trembling slightly as he asked, “Did you… really do this for other bastards?”

“That’s…”

Sijin’s eyes widened in surprise. He couldn’t answer.

Of course, being his age, Sijin had dated twice. It wasn’t a lot, but he had been in two long-term relationships and had experienced most things sexually.

But he hadn’t expected Jeong Taeyul to care about that.

“Well, I am older…”

“So? Am I not old enough?”

‘You’re five years younger than me.’

Sijin suppressed his retort. Jeong Taeyul didn’t seem to care much about their age difference.

But to Sijin, Jeong Taeyul was five years younger. He usually didn’t feel it, but in moments like these, he was acutely aware of his younger age.

Jeong Taeyul ran a hand through his chocolate-colored hair, pushing it back from his forehead.

“Never mind, don’t tell me.”

“…Are you mad?”

Jeong Taeyul didn’t answer and got out of bed. Sijin could see the scratch marks he’d left on his broad shoulders last night. Jeong Taeyul ran a hand through his hair irritably and walked over to the table where the examination equipment was, seemingly intending to examine himself.

‘He’s surprisingly old-fashioned in some ways…’

Sijin found him rather endearing. Was it because it was his first time? Or could it be… jealousy?

Still, Sijin didn’t tease him about it being his first time. It was a sensitive topic for anyone, and Jeong Taeyul wouldn’t be an exception.

Jeong Taeyul went to the table in the middle of the room and started examining himself. The table seemed particularly low compared to his tall stature.

“Why are you sulking?”

“I’m not sulking.”

“Yes, you are.”

Sijin chuckled. He tried to sit up to appease the sulking 6’3″ Shark, but his body collapsed back onto the bed, weak as paper, still feeling the aftereffects of their passionate s*x.

“Jeong Taeyul?”

“……”

Sijin asked, half-buried in the blankets. Jeong Taeyul didn’t answer, even though he’d clearly heard him.

Jeong Taeyul finished the examination and jotted down the results on his pad, his handsome brow still furrowed.

Sijin, nestled comfortably in the bed, watched him with curiosity rather than fear. He was actually rather endearing. Sijin never thought he would see the Shark jealous. 

He looked at Jeong Taeyul’s back and said with a small smile, “But everything with you is my first time…”

“Ha.”

Jeong Taeyul sighed, as if he couldn’t take it anymore.

Sijin, startled by Jeong Taeyul turning around and approaching him menacingly, weakly scooted back towards the headboard. But his pale ankle was quickly grabbed and pulled down.

Jeong Taeyul knelt on the floor and lowered his head towards Sijin’s lower body. Sijin, surprised, hurriedly reached down and grabbed his hair, but it was no use.

“Ah, if you bite there…!”

Jeong Taeyul nipped at the soft skin of Sijin’s inner thighs. Sijin’s eyes teared up from the unexpected stimulation.