TG Ch 9 Part 8

“Are you going to keep pretending to be asleep?”

Jeong Taeyul asked, as if giving him another chance. Sijin’s eyelashes fluttered, and he finally opened his eyes, subtly sitting up and saying, “…Hmm, hmm… I just woke up.”

Sijin awkwardly pretended to have just woken up. Jeong Taeyul chuckled, placing the back of his hand on Sijin’s forehead. The way the corners of his mouth curled up was incredibly attractive, but Sijin blushed even deeper.

“Don’t laugh… Do you have any water?”

“Yes. …Here.”

Jeong Taeyul sat up and reached for a water bottle with his long arm, then held it to Sijin’s lips. Sijin could have drank it himself, but he was too flustered to refuse and quietly accepted it.

Sijin, now sitting up, felt awkward being naked and looked around. Jeong Taeyul asked softly in a low voice, “What are you looking for?”

“Uh… My clothes. Where are they…”

Had he put them in the closet? Sijin awkwardly crawled around the bed, looking for them. Jeong Taeyul watched him with an amused and somewhat suggestive gaze, even stroking Sijin’s exposed thigh outside the blanket.

‘Where did he put my clothes…?’

Unable to find his clothes, Sijin covered himself with the blanket. Jeong Taeyul still didn’t give him his clothes. Sijin felt like a maiden who had been robbed of her clothes, but he was too tired to keep searching and simply wrapped the blanket around himself.

Jeong Taeyul gently pulled Sijin down next to him and asked, “Are you feeling okay?”

“I…”

Sijin looked up, then froze.

Jeong Taeyul was looking down at him with a languid gaze. And his eyes weren’t looking at his face, but rather lingering on his neck and chest. He still looked hungry.

Sijin instinctively lied, “My hips… still hurt…”

“……”

“R-Really.”

He really couldn’t do it again. He couldn’t help it if Jeong Taeyul looked at him as if he’d been waiting for him to wake up.

Even as he saw Jeong Taeyul clenching the blanket tightly, Sijin didn’t change his mind. Anyone who had experienced the weight and strength of that toned body would feel the same. His hips and insides, which had been thoroughly ravaged, still ached.

Jeong Taeyul sighed, seemingly disappointed, and said, “Okay, stop being so nervous. I won’t eat you.”

“……”

Was it that obvious? Sijin suddenly felt embarrassed.

Jeong Taeyul gently brushed Sijin’s hair aside. Sijin stared, surprised. His heart fluttered at the gesture, and he pulled the blanket up to his chin again.

‘He’s surprisingly caring…’

Seeing him like this in bed made Jeong Taeyul seem different. Even though they were both men, Jeong Taeyul’s body seemed perfectly sculpted, without a single flaw.

“Jeong Taeyul…”

Sijin called out softly, and Jeong Taeyul turned to face him. His hazel eyes, half-closed, seemed particularly captivating.

Sijin stared, mesmerized. It was as if autumn itself was contained within those eyes. Looking closer, he saw his own reflection in them. Jeong Taeyul’s pupils, reflecting Sijin’s image, dilated slightly.

Jeong Taeyul, seemingly amused by Sijin calling him and then falling silent, chuckled softly and asked, “Yes?”

“Just…”

Sijin, staring into his eyes, said in wonder, “Your eyes are really beautiful.”

Jeong Taeyul chuckled. One corner of his mouth curled up into a half-moon shape. It wasn’t his usual sneer but a genuine smile that seemed to radiate happiness.

Jeong Taeyul pulled Sijin into his arms.

Held in his embrace, Sijin looked up at him and asked, “Have you looked at anyone else like this?”

“I don’t know.”

“You must have been popular…”

Jeong Taeyul gently massaged Sijin’s waist under the covers. His touch was tender and careful. His large hand caressed Sijin’s slender waist, then slowly, almost presumptuously, moved lower.

He asked in a low, languid voice, “Why? Do you like my eyes?”

Sijin nodded silently. Jeong Taeyul’s hand was now gently kneading his backside. Strangely, Sijin didn’t feel uncomfortable. Was it because they had already slept together? Sijin remembered a fat cat at the center that used to enjoy having its backside petted. Sijin, like that cat, simply felt good.

Jeong Taeyul looked down at Sijin, peeking out from the blanket, and chuckled, “Then take them.”

“How can I take someone’s eyes…”

“Why not? What’s stopping you?”

Sijin laughed lightly at those words. He never thought he would hear such a thing from Jeong Taeyul. It was romantic, yet somehow reckless. But he didn’t dislike it. Sijin considered it his unique way of showing affection.

Then, Sijin carefully sat up. Being cared for reminded him of what he should be doing.

‘He must still be feeling unwell…’

He was suddenly worried about Jeong Taeyul’s condition, which he had momentarily forgotten. Concerned, Sijin got out of bed, put on a white robe, and went to the table.

Jeong Taeyul, leaning against the headboard, asked grumpily, “What are you doing?”

“Just a quick examination…”

Jeong Taeyul frowned at his words. Sijin hesitated slightly but stood his ground. Then, Jeong Taeyul, surprisingly compliant, extended his arm.

‘He must be okay with it, right?’

Sijin cautiously approached him with the examination tools. It felt strange examining him while he was wearing nothing but a robe, but work was work.

Jeong Taeyul seemed to be enjoying the situation as well; his gaze at Sijin was suggestive. Sijin felt his gaze but ignored it and proceeded with the examination, wrapping the sensor around his arm.

Soon, the readings appeared.

[-76%]

“…-76%, it went up by 7%.”

“Lie down when you’re done.”

“Why did it go up so much…? I’m an ordinary person… Why?”

Sijin muttered blankly, lost in thought.

A 7% increase after five hours of physical contact. It was certainly a low efficiency. Considering that an hour of s*x guiding with an Esper usually resulted in a 15-25% change, it was an insignificant result.

But considering he was an ordinary person, an F-rank Esper, it was still an unbelievable result.

“The kiss was 4%… So, is 7% the maximum increase per day?”

“Baek Sijin.”

Jeong Taeyul removed the sensor from his arm. Then, he pulled the confused scientist into his arms.

But even held in his warm embrace, Sijin’s face remained clouded with worry. He had wanted to help stabilize Jeong Taeyul’s readings, but he didn’t want to deny everything he had learned throughout his life. Sijin felt a flicker of challenge at this new phenomenon, but his mind was a mess.

Sijin sat up again and asked carefully, leaning against Jeong Taeyul’s chest, “Jeong Taeyul…”

“Yes.”

“This is a question for the examination, so please answer honestly.”

Jeong Taeyul didn’t answer the serious question. His gaze, however, lingered on Sijin’s lips and the smooth skin of his chest.

Sijin deliberately pulled the blanket up to his chest and asked, “Do you… feel a sense of stability, like you’ve finally found your place, when you’re with me?”

“Yes.”

Jeong Taeyul answered without hesitation. His mind, however, seemed to be elsewhere. His presumptuous hand was slowly pulling down the blanket, exposing Sijin’s pale chest.

Sijin, completely oblivious, continued asking persistently. These were the three key psychological factors that could stabilize an ability user.

“Then, do you feel a sense of fulfillment when you engage in certain activities with me?”

“Well… yes.”

“Lastly… Mmm…!”

Before he could finish speaking, Jeong Taeyul kissed him, swallowing his words. Sijin was helplessly pulled beneath him, his legs spreading open once again.

Jeong Taeyul, who had just ravaged him so thoroughly, was already at it again.

“S-Stop, we just did it…”

“What are you trying to confirm?”

It was a defiant retort. Jeong Taeyul gripped Sijin’s thighs tightly and kissed him deeply. Sijin, overwhelmed by his urgency, understood him, on some level.

Jeong Taeyul had said this was his first time. As a man himself, Sijin knew the feeling of losing control during his first time. He felt like Jeong Taeyul wouldn’t listen even if he tried to stop him. Moreover, Sijin himself was being swept away by his passion.

“Just confirm it with your body.”

“But, the checklist… Ah, ah…!”

Before he could finish speaking, the thick c*ck pushed inside him. Sijin’s thighs trembled at the forceful intrusion. Even though he had just experienced it, he couldn’t get used to the size.

“Haa…”

Jeong Taeyul let out a shaky breath, propped himself up on his arm next to Sijin’s head, and gently kissed him. He wrapped his arms around Sijin completely during the kiss, a firm embrace that felt possessive.

As soon as their lips parted, Sijin’s body trembled violently.

“Ah, ah, too, fast…”

Sijin moaned, shaking his head. Each time the thick balls slapped against him, a wave of pleasure surged through him.

‘I’m losing… my strength again…’

Sijin thought, gasping for breath. Perhaps because he kept losing strength whenever they touched, Sijin was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure as he took him in.

It didn’t hurt as much as the first time. But Jeong Taeyul, now more experienced, moved his hips slowly, savoring the act. Sijin, exhausted to the point of tears, could only endure, his mind hazy with pleasure.

That day, Jeong Taeyul thoroughly marked Sijin’s body, inside and out.

Finally satisfied, Jeong Taeyul gazed at Sijin, who was slowly drifting off to sleep. With that image as his last, Sijin fell into a deep, sweet slumber.

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