After Sung Hyunjae picked Yoojin up from the hospital, it was still tense between them. Sung Hyunjae dismissed Kang Soyoung once Yoojin signed the last of the discharge paperwork. The young esper looked unsure. She seemed to pick up on something, but Yoojin reassured her and said his goodbye. They would just be separated for the car ride anyway.
Kang Soyoung left, a little reluctantly, and Yoojin was alone with Sung Hyunjae. The awkward silence grew, but it was too hard to say how he felt out loud. He had broken down first and apologized, but the moment was so hectic he wasn't sure if he did it right. Sung Hyunjae didn't seem mad, so he must have understood.
So why was there still a lump in his throat? Every time he looked at Sung Hyunjae, his chest swelled and it was hard to breathe. He reminded himself of his promise. But his heart was beating so hard he was worried the S-rank could hear it.
He had to show Sung Hyunjae he was a good guide. And that meant not messing up again or letting his feelings stifle his judgement.
Before getting into Sung Hyunjae's car, Yoojin noticed some luggage in the back seat. Yoojin hadn't thought about it, but where was Sung Hyunjae staying? The Jupiter building had been destroyed, and they said it needed to be reconstructed.
Oh! Maybe they were going to stay at the hotel Sung Hyunjae had bought the first time they slept together. But they didn't head to the eastside. They headed a strange direction.
"Where are we going?" He was the first to break the silence.
"Don't you remember when I promise to take you somewhere nice? We're going on a date."
A date? The words quickened his heart rate, but he squashed it down. Many espers had more money than they knew what to do with and took their guides out or bought them gifts as a show of appreciation. Money, gifts, trips, and business dates were a drop in the bucket for them. Did the handsome esper not have a conscious for what it might mean for someone like him to say that to Yoojin?
"…do I get a say in this?" Yoojin asked. He wore the clothes Kang Soyoung brought. He did his best to make sure he looked decent with the private washroom, but the difference between them was immense. Yoojin just came out of a hospital, and Sung Hyunjae owned that hospital. Not to mention the esper looked amazing right now.
Sung Hyunjae gave Yoojin a fake, regretful look. "Apologies, Yoojin. It's prearranged. I'll let you plan the next one."
Yoojin recoiled. Next one? How many more of these could Yoojin go through before he couldn't hide his feelings anymore? "N-no! I'm asking why you're taking me on a date, and why are there bags—?"
"Yoojin-ssi."
"Yes?"
"I'm asking you out."
Sung Hyunjae kept his eyes on the road, but Yoojin stared at his face.
"Yoojin?"
Through his own disbelief, he almost didn't hear the bit of hesitation in Sung Hyunjae's voice.
Yoojin wet his dry lips and turned his head away. He knew he shouldn't cross this line with an esper. It would only lead to broken hearts and pain. He liked him too much, and he still felt sore from their fight. "…I would like that."
Sung Hyunjae glanced at Yoojin and smiled. "My guide knows how to make my heart skip. I thought you weren't going to answer."
It was hard for Yoojin not to grin like a fool, so he kept his head turned away. He was too old to be blushing over a date, but it was different because it was Sung Hyunjae. The esper might find a better guide one day. But right now, Yoojin was dancing on the inside. He was going on a date, even if he looked underdressed and plain next to Sung Hyunjae. No one would pay attention to him anyway. Everyone, including Yoojin, would be too busy staring at Sung Hyunjae.
"And what would you have done if I said no?" Yoojin asked.
His smile grew to an evil grin. "You can try to run. How far do you think you'll get? Should I give you a head start?"
Yoojin pinched the bridge of his nose. "Do you always have to ruin the mood?"
"I don't think it's a bad idea." Sung Hyunjae tapped the steering wheel. "It could be a lot of fun to catch you. We should try it at the hot springs."
Yoojin looked up. "Hot springs? There are no hot springs near us."
"That's correct."
Yoojin squinted at him, then the bags in the back. "Are we staying the night?"
"That's one way to look at it." Sung Hyunjae's handsome face lit up. "We're finally celebrating our honeymoon. It's a week trip."
Battle Field: Honeymoon
Han Yoojin vs. Sung Hyunjae
Nothing could've prepared Yoojin for what he was getting into. At first, he wondered if they accidentally stumbled upon some sort of movie stunt or festival celebration. The entire hot spring staff stood in two lines at the entrance, waiting to greet them.
White rose petals carpeted the ground and everyone bowed. Yoojin didn't have time to understand what was happening. He turned to ask Sung Hyunjae. But before he could get a word out, the esper lifted him into his arms. He struggled like a drowning fish while Sung Hyunjae carried him through the grand reception, over the threshold, and into a luxurious room.
Yoojin tried to hide his head, but even that didn't protect him against the burning embarrassment. Red rose petals in the shape of a heart decorated the bed. Champagne bottles were chilled in ice buckets, towels were shaped like kissing swans, and more roses decorated every surface. Hundreds of pillows covered the large, four post canopy bed. And candles flickered everywhere to create a dim atmosphere.
The room was more like an apartment than a hotel. At least, bigger than any place Yoojin had ever lived in.
Not just the room, but Sung Hyunjae booked the whole hot springs. No one besides the full staff was here.
Sung Hyunjae…you crazy, crazy man…
Let Me Give You Everything
Yoojin drank warm sake out of a porcelain flask, wearing a bathrobe and enjoying how loose his muscles felt after a long soak in the hot springs.
He refilled the flask and peeked at Sung Hyunjae while his hands were busy. He had spent the whole evening trying not to stare at his naked body. He still struggled. The traditional bath robe looked like a hanbok on Sung Hyunjae. The high ranked esper had enough authority to be mistaken for a modern-day emperor or lord. The dark color looked great against his features and blond hair.
Yoojin's eyes kept drifting to the lines of his collarbones, then up his neck to his stupidly handsome face.
Sung Hyunjae drank his own sake. They sat on the floor in front of an antique soban table, a tradition floor table. The floor mat was comfy, and the food melted in his mouth. The dinner was more than the two of them could finish, but Yoojin carefully chose his battles and didn't say anything about it. Because Sung Hyunjae was much more evil than anyone had guessed. If Yoojin complained, there would be terrible consequences. He had learned the hard way.
After they first arrived and the shock of everything passed, Yoojin complained about the honeymoon room. He thought a date was dinner and a movie. Staging their date as a honeymoon was too much.
When he said that, Sung Hyunjae had looked hurt and said he would fix it. Yoojin instantly felt bad… for a second… then a line of staff members flooded into their room with chocolates, more flowers, stuffed animals like teddy bears and unicorns, a new wardrobe, jewelry, and all kinds of gifts until Yoojin had begged Sung Hyunjae to stop them.
The only way Sung Hyunjae would agree to stop was if Yoojin said, "I like how Sung Hyunjae is celebrating our honeymoon." He really made Yoojin say that! Out loud! The staff was still there!
The next incident was when Yoojin complained about the overuse of the entire hot springs. Yoojin had said it wasn't necessary to book the whole spa just for them. Sung Hyunjae (like he was waiting for Yoojin to complain!) called in one of the staff members and told them the place was too empty. Before Yoojin could stop him, Sung Hyunjae ordered them to call in a private five-star chef, a masseuse, a hairstylist, and pianist.
This time, with a fucking mischievous smirk, Sung Hyunjae made Yoojin say, "I like having Sung Hyunjae all to myself."
The third time, Yoojin made a comment about how long the trip would last. Sung Hyunjae booked it for a week. Seven days. But before the words left Yoojin's mouth, the evil intent in Sung Hyunjae's grin shut Yoojin up.
Sung Hyunjae seemed disappointed that he couldn't coax him to say anything, and that worried Yoojin. How long did he secretly plan to keep him here?
So Yoojin was good for the whole bath and dinner, and he didn't complain once. Actually, he started to relax. It was odd. He would never have thought he could do something extravagant like this, and Sung Hyunjae was doing everything in his power to pamper Yoojin.
"Is there something wrong with my face?" Sung Hyunjae asked, not looking up from his drink. "You're staring."
Yoojin quickly looked away and nervously laughed. "Don't act like you don't know how handsome you are. It's hard to think when I look at you."
Sung Hyunjae's gaze rose to Yoojin. "Have you become tipsy?"
Considering they had been tasting delicious alcohols all night—the answer was probably drunk. Sung Hyunjae had showed him an aged scotch. Then they had enjoyed champagne by the hot springs, and for every course of the meal, there had been a wine pairing.
"What's that have to do with how handsome you are?"
Sung Hyunjae leaned his elbow on the table and watched Yoojin. "As long as you like to look at me, I have no complaints. I also enjoy looking at you."
Yoojin almost snorted he laughed so hard. "Why?"
"You're everything to me, from beautiful to alluring. Even your agitated frowns are pleasing to look at. But I particularly like your dark eyes and delicate features."
Yoojin drank the sake. Not understanding Sung Hyunjae's taste. And Yoojin was a man, not delicate… well, maybe when compared to an S-rank…
He finished his cup and set it down to pour another, but Sung Hyunjae took his hand and held it on the table.
Yoojin wished he hadn't been drinking. It was hard to keep his emotions in check, and his mind raced with thoughts of things that could never possibly come true. His hand tingled where they touched, and his chest felt tight.
Yoojin looked up at Sung Hyunjae. The endearing look on the handsome man only made Yoojin's blood warm, and he worried Sung Hyunjae could feel his pulse quicken.
"I have a request."
Oh? What could Yoojin have that Sung Hyunjae would want? "Yes?"
"If you're done eating, I have something I would like you to wear for me."
"To wear something? Are we going out? But I kind of like how the robes look on you."
Sung Hyunjae's thumb rubbed over Yoojin's knuckles. "You're so innocent, Yoojin. I'm so glad I was the first one to catch you."
Yoojin met his eyes with a bold look. Who was he calling innocent? After all the things they had done together? Sung Hyunjae really tried to be funny right now? "Don't patronize me. I can handle anything you can dish out at me."
The booze made him confident and miss the mischievous look Sung Hyunjae had. But he was sure nothing the esper had planned could beat Yoojin anymore.
Lingerie and Lace. Lust Begins with Soft Lips.
Sung Hyunjae rested on the loveseat back in their room, sipping champagne, while he waited for Yoojin to change. He was confident his little guide wouldn't back down after stating his unwavering resolve. Yoojin had too much pride, even if it humiliated him.
The only thing Sung Hyunjae hadn't considered was Yoojin locking himself in the washroom until he passed out. He had drank a lot. When Sung Hyunjae was about to get up to go check on the tipsy man, the door cracked open.
His breath caught in his throat, and heat pooled between his thighs. The champagne flute nearly slipped between his fingers.
"Mr. Sung," Yoojin said in a timid but raspy voice. Eyes cast down as he hid his body behind the door. "Did I put it on right?"
It took all of Sung Hyunjae's control to stay seated instead of slamming the door open and taking Yoojin on the bathroom floor. Sung Hyunjae swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbed. "Come here, little kitty, and let me see."
Yoojin stepped out. The cat costume suited him. The large ears on top were the same color as his black hair. A cuff strapped around each wrist and ankle, but Sung Hyunjae hadn't given Yoojin the locks that attached them to each other yet, so he could walk freely.
The lace underwear hadn't been a part of the set, but Sung Hyunjae was now fascinated by it. Yoojin even wore the long cat tail. Sung Hyunjae had to keep his excitement down or he would frighten Yoojin. He drank in the sight in front of him at his leisure. Almost in disbelief that Yoojin would give him such a wonderful gift. His guide really was perfect.
"Come here so I can put the last touch on."
"There's more?"
"Every cat needs his collar." Sung Hyunjae set down the glass and raised the pink leather collar out of the bag by his feet. The golden bell rung, and Yoojin's eyes transfixed on it. "Are you backing out?" Sung Hyunjae asked, taunting Yoojin because he knew he would not step down from a challenge.
Yoojin steadied himself and approached Sung Hyunjae. How did Yoojin not know he had Sung Hyunjae wrapped around his finger?
He closed the distance between them but took it one step further when he climbed up on his lap, resting his knees on either side of Sung Hyunjae's hips. Yoojin's chest was right in front of him. His mouth watered. The little restraint he had left hung on by a thread. He tightened the collar over his neck. Yoojin's cheeks flushed from alcohol, but his eyes were dangerously challenging.
Sung Hyunjae turned the collar, so the bell hung over the nape of Yoojin's neck. He let his hands drift down Yoojin's throat, felt him swallow, brushed his exposed nipples, and drifted lower. Past his ribs to his flat stomach, where his hands found the perfect curve. A spot his hands naturally fitted. The spot he liked to hold when he fucked Yoojin senseless.
Yoojin sighed, and his eyes became hazy.
Sung Hyunjae brought him closer so he could kiss his chest. Yoojin's fingers clutched onto his shoulders for support. "How is it?"
"It's…weird," he said between quick gasps every time Sung Hyunjae kissed him.
Sung Hyunjae tugged on the tail. "Did you have trouble putting this in?"
"Mmph," Yoojin arched. His firm outline filled the thin underwear. "Hah, hah, it's different. It's lewd."
"You look seductive, Yoojin-ssi. Do you know how much I'm holding back? What I want to do to you? I can't stop touching you."
"Don't say weird things—oh!" Yoojin's hands flew to his mouth. He looked shocked and worried, probably remembering all the times Sung Hyunjae had turned his complaints against him. "I-I mean, I like when you touch me."
Those large innocent eyes seemed brighter against the blushed that spread across his cheeks and Sung Hyunjae nearly growled. Take him. A deeply seated greed refused to subside, and a burning lust rose. His guide. Han Yoojin was in his arms. All for him.
"Say it again," Sung Hyunjae ordered. Words had made him hard, and he needed to hear more.
Yoojin avoided his eyes and lowered his head. "Don't make me say it again."
"How come? You're normally so obedient." Sung Hyunjae raised Yoojin's head, expecting to see the embarrassed blush, but he paused at the disheartened look. "Yoojin?"
Sung Hyunjae stopped him from trying to look away. "What's wrong? Did I push you too hard?"
Yoojin shook his head. "Nothing's wrong."
Sung Hyunjae circled his thumb over his cheek. "Then can you look at me?"
His response was slow. He wanted to look anywhere but at him. Sung Hyunjae tried to be comforting. "It's all right to like when I touch you."
Yoojin shifted uncomfortably in his lap, his words slurring. "Y-You…I mean, I'm trying to keep this professional. I don't think we should do this. We should guide without getting like…like this. Even if this is a date."
"I want us to be like this. That's why I asked you on a date."
Yoojin's brow furrowed. "Did you take your guides on dates a lot? Do you do these things with other employees?"
"No." He saw the growing confusion on Yoojin's face, but didn't want to go into details. Not while Yoojin was already pulling away. "I don't consider you one of my employees."
A tremor shook Yoojin. "Do you not want me as a guide anymore?"
Sung Hyunjae almost laughed. Between the tracking device in the earrings, the bodyguards who reported his activities, and the credit card, did Yoojin really think he would let him ever walk away? "My guide seems confused. What was the first way I introduced you to the Association? Was it as an employee? A guide? Or my lover?"
Yoojin looked away again. "Th-that was because of the illegal guiding."
Sung Hyunjae sighed deeply as he turned him back again. "Why can't you accept how I feel about you?"
"Because I like you." Nearly as soon as Yoojin declared his feelings, he looked like he wished he could take them back. "I… I didn't mean…"
"Yoojin," Sung Hyunjae was quick to say, but paused while deciding what to respond with. "I like you too."
By looking at Yoojin's expression, one would have assumed Sung Hyunjae had uttered the worst insult imaginable instead of a confession. Sung Hyunjae changed his grip when Yoojin tried to get up. "I mean it."
"Stop it."
Sung Hyunjae cupped his chin and forced him to look back. "I mean it," he said again. "I could say more, but you already don't believe me. Is it unreasonable to think I could like you?"
He could have told Yoojin that he dreamed of them together some nights. That he detested waking up alone. That he watched with satisfaction as Yoojin put on his red earrings every day. Or how he pretended not to notice Yoojin's staring, just so he could linger in his attention a moment longer.
Like did not describe what he felt. But anything else would confuse Yoojin. The world was truly cruel to guides for Yoojin to have to guard his heart this much. Sung Hyunjae wondered when it started. Who was the first esper to whisper sweet nothings to him just for a chance at guiding? Or had he become calloused after he lost his brother?
"Can I not like you?"
"I already agreed to be your guide. You… you don't have to say it if you don't mean it."
"And if I do?"
"Sung Hyunjae…"
He raised his mouth, and their lips brushed. "If I do?"
Yoojin closed his eyes, his hands balling. "It's…fine. If you do. I… I think it's okay."
Sung Hyunjae's heart pang, and he tightened his arms around Yoojin's back. Pulling him closer to reward him with kisses to his cheek until he opened his eyes. He couldn't help but laugh at the glimmer of tears.
The pure honesty in Yoojin's expression looked too adorable with the cat ears. He would never forget this moment. Of his ridiculous guide and the first cracks in his sealed emotions.
"I'm sorry," Yoojin muttered.
"Why?" Sung Hyunjae said between kisses.
"It's…it's not professional. It takes away from my job. If you left—"
He kissed Yoojin's lips, silencing him. "I'm not going anywhere." Another kiss, then another. Harder. Deeper. Their breaths grew ragged. He spread his fingers over Yoojin's back, feeling the deep-seated muscles buried under his soft, warm skin.
Yoojin clutched to him. They had become soft during their talk, but it was easy to return to where they had left off. Sung Hyunjae scrapped his teeth over Yoojin's ears until he built him up again. He tightened his fingers on Yoojin's hip and the tail. Pushing the end of the tail deeper inside him, listening to his harsh inhale and the way he whispered his name.
"Yes." Sung Hyunjae kissed the corner of his lips. "Remember who makes you feel like this."
A stain of pre cum wet Yoojin's underwear and Sung Hyunjae couldn't help but touch it. Yoojin jumped, trying to lift himself higher, away from his hands. Yoojin's breath hitch when Sung Hyunjae roughly shoved the toy deeper.
"Hyunjae…" Yoojin whined. He was quivering already. "S-stop teasing."
Sung Hyunjae cupped Yoojin's groin. Yoojin tried to lift off of Sung Hyunjae's shoulders but ended up grinding himself into the palm of his hand.
"I…I'm close."
Sung Hyunjae took great pride in being able to make Yoojin blush and shudder. But more, he enjoyed turning Yoojin into a mess. To find every way to make him scream.
He watched for every whimper, every abrupt breath, and each quiver. Sung Hyunjae moved the tail in and out and listened to Yoojin's breath. Building up his release and stopping a moment before he came, leaving him throbbing.
Yoojin looked wronged. "Hyunjae?"
Sung Hyunjae smiled and stood. "You know I can't resist when you say my name like that."
He took Yoojin and stood, turning him toward a wall. He took both of Yoojin's hands in his and locked his fingers through both of them. His guide was so small, both his hands fit in one of his. He firmly trapped Yoojin's hands on the wall, over his head.
He kissed the side of Yoojin's face, feeling the soft fur of the cat ears on his cheek. Yoojin asked, "Which one of your deranged fantasies is this? Are you going to tease me all night?"
Sung Hyunjae kissed his way down Yoojin's neck, not answering. His other hand freed Yoojin's cock from the tight lace. He wrapped his fingers around the hard member, creating a tight seal. Yoojin sucked in a breath and his head fell back.
"Show me how you fuck," Sung Hyunjae said. He bit the collar, wanting to sink his teeth into his guide instead.
Yoojin glanced over his shoulder. "There really is something wrong with you. Do you think of anything but sex?"
"It's impossible while you look like this."
Yoojin tentatively moved his hips forward. Unsure if he could trust Sung Hyunjae's grip. His erection pushed through the fist. Warm and slick from a bead of pre cum. He really wanted to slide his thumb over the slit to spread the wetness, but he let Yoojin lead. The next push was faster.
"Mmph, then, ha, don't dress me up like this."
"I can barely hold back when I'm around you. While you're like this, I can't take my hands off you."
"Y-you're, ha, ha, you're such a sex deviant." Yoojin slowly built speed with each thrust, the drunken blush darkening across his cheeks.
"You say that while fucking my hand."
"Shut up."
It fascinated him to watch Yoojin. The pre cum spreading over his fingers as Yoojin approached the edge. His voice and small gasps echoing off the walls.
Sung Hyunjae's own cock swelled, but he couldn't take his hands off Yoojin. As Yoojin rutted for release, his backside brushed against his cramped erection, a featherlike touch driving him closer to madness.
"You're so hard," Sung Hyunjae said, feeling how much he'd hardened. "So much blood is rushing here. Your cock is about to burst."
Yoojin made a sweet whine while he continued to use Sung Hyunjae to get off. His pace quickening deliciously as Sung Hyunjae watched him near his climax. He almost felt cruel for letting go. Almost.
"Wh-wait—nmph why?" Yoojin looked dismayed. His hips moved erratically to find friction and his breath grew frantic as his orgasm was wrenched from him.
Sung Hyunjae wrapped his free arm around his waist. "Shh, shh. It's okay."
"Wh-why did you stop?" He trembled.
"I didn't want it to end quickly." Sung Hyunjae said as he watched denied pleasure turned to a burning ache. Yoojin's cock reddening and swelling uselessly.
Yoojin glared back, voice pained. "How long did you want it to last?"
Clever. Sung Hyunjae couldn't help but grin. "A while."
"How long?"
He kissed his neck. "Worried?"
He felt Yoojin test the strengths of the hands holding him against the wall, but wasn't able to budge them. "Always with you."
He continued to kiss his way behind his ear and licked the delicate shell. "Don't say that. Don't I treat you so well?" To prove his point, he released his waist and offered Yoojin his hand again. "Want to continue?"
Yoojin glanced at the hand and whimpered. He wasn't able to hold back from the tempting offer.
"Good boy," Sung Hyunjae said as Yoojin continued again.
"Don't stop a-again."
"Beg me."
Yoojin hissed out a curse. He really was a cute drunk. But he didn't listen and as his hips moved frantically and his pulse quickened, Sung Hyunjae pulled away. More drunken curses.
"Don't be rude," Sung Hyunjae hugged him, holding him close until his tremors faded. Yoojin's hips flailed, desperately seeking friction. Sung Hyunjae watched in hunger as pre cum leaked from his swollen head. "Beg me."
Yoojin shook his head, eyes clenching shut. His heart fluttered under Sung Hyunjae's hand.
"Or." Sung Hyunjae released his chest, offering his hand again, this time with a loose grip. "We can do this all night."
Yoojin stepped closer against the wall, pushing the aching length through his hand. The hardened cock was so warm and slick. Sung Hyunjae experimented with different grips, listening to his guide's rushed breath or whimpers. One of his tells for when he was about to come was how his body tensed and tried to turn away. Even in pleasure, he tried to guarded his reactions.
He released his hand, and Yoojin almost fell into the wall. His legs nearly gave out and if Sung Hyunjae hadn't caught him around the waist, he would have fallen.
He kissed the side of his head. "You're doing so well. You're taking it so good."
"Please! Don't stop! Don't stop again." Yoojin begged between pants. He said all kinds of things now. He pressed his hips back, angling his tail against Sung Hyunjae's thigh to press the toy deeper. Searching for any kind of stimulation.
Sung Hyunjae smirked. He pushed his thigh forward, helping to drive the toy deeper. "Tell me you like me."
"I…I…already did…"
He circled the engorged head with a single finger, spreading the wetness where he pleased. Enjoying his guide's gasp and the way he tried to follow that finger for more friction. His own frantic need eating him from the inside out as he played with Yoojin. "I want to hear it again."
Yoojin lowered his head, grinding his teeth and muttering something not even an S-rank could hear.
Sung Hyunjae chuckled at his defiant guide. "I guess you don't want this." He pulled away.
"No. No! Wait…I…" He tried yanking his arms free but couldn't budge them.
He kissed his cheek. "I have you for the entire week. I can wait. Can you?"
Yoojin's eyes shot up to meet his. He bit his lip and looked away. "It's...hard," he muttered.
"I know it is," Sung Hyunjae said, teasing him with a gentle squeeze.
"N-not that! You jerk! Ahh!" His head fell back as Sung Hyunjae slipped the ring of his fingers over his head. Only allowing a few strokes before pulling away. "No-No-Don't stop."
"Maybe you want to stay like this." He licked the edge of Yoojin's jaw, ending next to his hairline. Nuzzling his cheek, he asked, "Do you like being kept on the edge?"
Yoojin stiffened, turning his head away. But there was no way to hide the burning blush along his neck or the way his cock swelled.
Sung Hyunjae chuckled, whispering into his ear. "Pervert." Yoojin's cock weep in excitement. He seemed to really like that. Sung Hyunjae could definitely enjoy doing this all week.
Through labored breaths, Yoojin tried to speak. "I li…"
"Say it," he growled.
"I like you. I do." His words were thicker now, either from alcohol or from his frantic state. It made his voice cute. "I like you so much."
A surge shot through his chest, and he smiled victoriously. He gave him his hand to use. The slick head pierced through his fingers and picked a desperate pace. The swollen cock was needy for relief. His body tensing much quicker this time. His hips snapping forward, rutting franticly. Yoojin raised his head and Sung Hyunjae lower his. Sung Hyunjae felt the shiver that shot through Yoojin and arched his back.
"Again."
"I like you!" His hips buckled before releasing against the wall. Decorating it with all the pent up cum from Sung Hyunjae's teasing. He thrusted a final time, his breath gasping. He bit his lips to hold back a moan, but as he came, his voice broke, crying out in pleasure.
Sung Hyunjae gave in and tightened his grip, pumping out the last few drops from the twitching cock. "I like you too."
Yoojin's legs gave out. Sung Hyunjae released his pinned arms to brace him against his chest.
They rested for a moment until Yoojin's breathing calmed down and he began to squirm against his hold.
"Yoojin-ssi?"
"…it's…it's not enough." Yoojin looked up with pleading eyes. "I need more."
The tightly wound restraint Sung Hyunjae held onto finally broke. His guide was perfect. "All right. I'll give you more. But first, on your knees."
Yoojin's eyes widened, but didn't refuse when Sung Hyunjae guided him down, pinning his back against the wall. He didn't have to instruct Yoojin any further. His perfect guide knew exactly what to do. Yoojin's hands ran up his thighs, and he rubbed his cheek along the bulge, causing Sung Hyunjae to sigh and rest his arm against the wall. Sung Hyunjae stared down as he was released from the tight confines of his pants, and Yoojin took as much as he could into his mouth, gripping the base with his hand.
The sweltering pleasure shot through him. Yoojin was so small and his mouth was tight. So tight. He could barely take more than half before his eyes watered.
Sung Hyunjae cupped Yoojin's jaw, forcing him to raise his gaze while his mouth was stuffed. Bright eyes, cat ears, and collared, no wonder espers went mad for guides. "You look so beautiful."
Drunken Confessions Still Count as Confessions
The hangover was sharp against his pounding head. It accompanied a dry mouth and a faint, salty, familiar taste he couldn't quite place. And his lips were sore, like he had been sucking on something large all night.
Yoojin looked around the room that was so pretty and carefully decorated when they first arrived. Now it looked like a tsunami smashed through. As someone who used to have a part-time job cleaning up after people, he felt bad for the hotel staff.
Sung Hyunjae's breathing was still even, so Yoojin was confident he hadn't woken up yet. Yoojin looked up at Sung Hy—
WHAT???
He shot up. The sheet falling off his chest, and immediately flinched from the soreness in his back. But that wasn't important right now. Why was Sung Hyunjae wearing cat ears???
Sung Hyunjae's eyes slowly opened for a moment before he wrapped an arm around Yoojin and pulled him back to his chest.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Yoojin grabbed the bed sheets for something to hold on to, but he ended up tearing off the corners of the mattress. "What's on your head?"
"…hmm?" Sung Hyunjae wasn't waking up, but he touched his head and smiled. "Oh… this? It looked better on you."
Yoojin's mouth dropped.
Oh.
Oh no.
No no no no no no no.
Yoojin covered his face. The memories from last night… The things he had done… the things he had said!
"You… I swear. There's something wrong with you!" How was Yoojin going to fix this? How was he supposed to face Sung Hyunjae now?
The worst part was that S-ranks didn't get drunk. Damn esper would remember everything!
"Yoojin-ssi?"
Yoojin lowered his hands at the tender voice. Sung Hyunjae's golden eyes glinted with satisfaction. He smiled warmly, and Yoojin felt his embarrassment fade. Why did he have to be so handsome?
Sung Hyunjae touched Yoojin's neck. A bell rang. "Do you want me to take this off? Or would you prefer to keep it on for the day?"
Yoojin reached for his neck and—"IS THIS A COLLAR?"
Little Honeymoon Adventures
Sung Hyunjae would spend the rest of the long day making up for his wrongdoings, but by dinner, Yoojin had forgotten he was supposed to be angry.
They spent the day visiting the nearby towns. The landmarks and hot springs received a lot of tourists, and Yoojin found a nice souvenir for his brother. But if he only got something for Yoohyun, then Yerim would get jealous. And if he was getting something for Yerim, he might as well get something for Kang Soyoung. Noah and Yoo Myeongwoo would like something too. Plus, he would probably need to get a thank you gift for the guard who was injured protecting him during the kidnapping incident. As well as something for Evelyne for helping Yerim get settled. Oh, and the Head Guide as well.
Yoojin's arms were full of gifts and Sung Hyunjae simply pulled out his card and got Yoojin everything he wanted. Yoojin wasn't sure if they counted as his gifts if Sung Hyunjae bought them. He just wouldn't tell his brother. Everyone else should be fine.
They tasted lots of foods from the market and toured many old buildings and attractions. When they returned in the evening, sometimes they didn't even make it to the bedroom before they undressed each other.
Yoojin was actually surprised a few days had passed like that. One day, they never left the bed. Another day they stayed out until the sun came out because they had watched the stars all night. Yoojin never saw the countryside before. He had never left his hometown. He didn't know the stars could be brighter than streetlights. Or that he could so clearly see Sung Hyunjae under nothing but moonlight. As the sun came out, at first he was disappointed. The stars that had dusted the sky had faded. But as the rich colors streaked across the dark sky, he found it impossible to leave. He couldn't remember the last time he watched the sun rise, or taking Sung Hyunjae's hand.
He tried to guess if Sung Hyunjae was enjoying himself. Surely, the rich mob boss had seen it all and wasn't impressed with a small town or boring stars. But he seemed to like everything. He really liked seafood and smaller art shops, so Yoojin would point out any he saw during their outings. Sung Hyunjae didn't like generic store-bought bread. It was the one thing he couldn't stand. So every day, Yoojin would stop by a small café that made their breads daily and picked up something different to try.
One evening, Sung Hyunjae took Yoojin to a small theater. It was the first performance Yoojin had ever seen, and it was so much fun. The female lead was an E-ranked esper with a power to make the stage shimmer to help with the effects. Whatever it was, it transfixed Yoojin. He kept the playbill as a memento.
Starlight Nights and Dreams of the Ocean
On day four, Yoojin had his first dream about the ocean. It didn't feel like a dream. The breeze felt real, along with the smell of salt water. He lifted his head and his heart leaped into his throat. He skirted back, flinging sand as he tried to push out of reach of the water.
He wrapped his legs around his arms and buried his head in his knees, chanting, "Not real. Not real. Not real."
He trembled and tried to wake up. Not real. This was a dream.
The waves washed against the shore in a slow rhythm and the wind was gentle instead of the harsh cold he remembered. He lifted his head and tried to see, but his vision was unfocused and it was impossible to look anywhere but straight ahead. He wasn't sure if this was a dream or Sung Hyunjae again, but he didn't feel completely in control here.
The crystal clear waters lapped at the sand and the blue waves in the distance danced under the cloudless sky. The warm sun felt refreshing and recharging, but he couldn't calm his racing pulse.
He kept a firm grip around his legs and didn't lift his head anymore.
They hadn't talked about guiding in a long time, and Yoojin had forgotten to check Sung Hyunjae's stability. What if he was close to rampaging, and the seas changed to another storm?
Had he really forgotten his one job?
He waited, but nothing happened. The ocean breeze was pleasant, cool. The sun felt good, like it was clearing out some of his own condense powers and soothed his tight muscles.
"Yoojin."
Yoojin gasped awake, breath rushing and sweat damping his skin. He turned into Sung Hyunjae, pressing his face into his shoulder and quickly checking his powers.
"It's all right," Sung Hyunjae's sweet voice cooed.
It was too dark to make out anything in the room. Yoojin could just feel Sung Hyunjae's arms around him. He tried a few times to check his powers, but he needed to calm down first.
His pounding heart slowed, and Sung Hyunjae stroked his head. "It's all right. Nothing is wrong. You're fine."
Yoojin sighed, lowering his head, finally able to check the esper's levels. He was okay.
He kept his head down and released his breath. While the room might be too dark for him, espers could still see, and Yoojin didn't want him looking right now. He had worried for nothing. The dream had just been a dream and nothing more.
Sung Hyunjae's fingers brushed through his hair, and he spoke for a while.
The beach kept returning to Yoojin's mind.
He thought he knew everything about espers, but the more he guided Sung Hyunjae, the more obvious his inexperience. He couldn't wait for the Association's classes. He wanted answers, and it was getting frustrating to not understand these insights of Sung Hyunjae he had been experiencing. Or to not be able to explain his own body's reactions. He wished he was a stronger guide, or at least a more knowledgeable one.
He was still getting those brief insights to Sung Hyunjae.
They were fuzzy and hard to remember afterwards. They were extremely hard to explain, even to himself, so Yoojin didn't tell Sung Hyunjae yet. What if it was something taboo, like negative guiding?
"Yoojin." Sung Hyunjae kissed his head. "That's enough."
Yoojin blinked. Not understanding what he was saying. It took him a moment to even realize he was guiding. Jeez, that's embarrassing. Did he have no control? Shouldn't he be the one in charge, not his guiding abilities? Slowly, Yoojin pulled his powers back. In the short time, his powers had tangled deeply inside Sung Hyunjae.
A chuckle rippled through Sung Hyunjae's chest, and Yoojin's head snapped up. "Are you really laughing at me right now?"
"I apologize. I didn't mean to. It feels good when you guide. It must be comforting to you too, because it's the first thing you did once you woke up."
Yoojin had a hard time finding Sung Hyunjae's face in the dark so he could glare at it. Worse, he didn't know what to say. Did Sung Hyunjae know anything about an ocean?
A hand touched his face, and he flinched before relaxing under Sung Hyunjae's touch.
"You've had nightmares since I've known you. Normally, they're not this bad."
That was news to Yoojin, but also not surprising. He always had bad dreams since he thought he almost killed his brother. And even though he tried to hide it, the kidnapping and Diarma still haunted him. And now he feared losing Sung Hyunjae.
Yoojin curled around Sung Hyunjae and asked, "Can I guide you a little more?"
"Will that make you feel better?"
"Yes."
Sung Hyunjae rolled onto his back, pulling Yoojin closer.
Once he opened his powers, the esper asked. "Does it not wear you out to guide me?"
"Yes…" Yoojin answered. "I mean, you are S-rank. It makes me tired sometimes."
"Tired." Sung Hyunjae laughed.
"What?" Yoojin lifted his head. "What's so funny?"
"Nothing, Yoojin-ssi, nothing."
Yoojin waited for an answer, but got nothing more than that. He knew he was a weak guide, but still… Sung Hyunjae shouldn't laugh. The mob boss probably experienced the most proficient guides in Korea, if not the world. Even the Head Guide at Jupiter, who used to be the head instructor at the Association, used to be one of his dedicated guides.
No wonder Sung Hyunjae laughed. He never talked about his old guides, so Yoojin never thought about where he stacked compared to them. But if he wanted to be better, he should probably cross this bridge.
"Why did you stop using guides for so long?"
A beat of silence passed, and Sung Hyunjae sighed deeply. "I suppose I had enough. I never liked guides. They're manipulative and foolish in their position. Finding one with a high enough sync rate was more taxing than fighting monsters."
His hand idly stroking the back of Yoojin's head while he continued. "And those who were considered matches could only do so much, even with increased contact. It was unpleasant and never enough. It was an impossible cycle, chasing some absurd notion that there would ever be an end."
Sung Hyunjae turned his head, and even though it was dark, Yoojin could feel his gaze on him. "The amount of willing guides became repulsive, and I could no longer stand the charade. The pains from concentrated energy were tolerable if it meant I no longer need to rely on someone else."
"You found compatible guides before?" Yoojin asked.
"Though it might be rare. To be compatible with an S-rank is only a 40% sync rate, with items that's not impossible to achieve."
"And you still didn't like them guiding you?"
"No."
Yoojin had a mountain of questions. But none of them seemed appropriate for the esper who already admitted to not enjoying being touched by guides he called "manipulative" and "repulsive."
"And me?" Yoojin asked. "Does it bother you when I touch you?"
The only answer Yoojin received was another chuckle.
"I'm serious," Yoojin shouted in the dark room. "I'm your only guide now and I don't know what it's like to be an esper. What does it feel like when I guide you? Is it unpleasant?"
Sung Hyunjae lifted his hand and locked it around Yoojin's wrist. He dragged there hands down the long line of his chest and rippled stomach.
Yoojin knew where he was leading him, but he still gasped when Sung Hyunjae forced him to hold his standing erection.
"This is unpleasant."
Yoojin swallowed. His hand was forced over the hard length, squeezing his fingers around the head and down the length. A bead of pre cum dripped over his knuckles and Sung Hyunjae worked his hand faster.
Feeling the hard length in his hand and the firm grip around his hand cause a stirring reaction within his own body. But Sung Hyunjae released him.
"Do…do you want…"
Sung Hyunjae kissed his forehead. "No more tonight. I need to pace you so I don't wear you out before the end of the trip."
Yoojin hoped the esper couldn't see his blush. "I'm guessing you want to do that more?"
"It is our honeymoon, after all."
"Please don't call it that." He bit his lip and asked, "Won't it be hard to sleep…with that?"
He placed another kiss on Yoojin's forehead. "I would think you would have a harder time sleeping."
"Me? Why?"
"Aren't you worried about all the things I'll do to you in the morning? I have hours to imagine how I'm going to use you to relieve this ache that's been building all night. Where do you think all my, as you call them, 'perverted fantasy' come from?"
The room was silent, and Yoojin didn't dare break it.
"Sleep well, Yoojin."
Sweet Cream
It wasn't until the fifth day Yoojin came across a store selling condoms. He glared at Sung Hyunjae on the other side of the street market. How do you pack everything except condoms?
However, buying them on his own was difficult. The elderly store clerk and some of the other business owners had become friendly with them. They asked what the two of them were doing in such a small area, and Sung Hyunjae looked at Yoojin to answer.
Yoojin had shyly replied they were on a date.
The people in the town had gushed over the young couple. Yes, Sung Hyunjae had said he liked him and he had accidentally told him how he felt (and the memory made him blush every time).
Yoojin had tried to take back what he said the next day, but Sung Hyunjae consulted him. There was nothing wrong with liking each other, considering how close they became. And it was just one date, nothing catastrophic. Maybe it's because Yoojin had never dated before, but he wasn't familiar with all the social aspects of it, so he trusted Sung Hyunjae's advice. Considering their complicated start, and how quickly they started having sex, Sung Hyunjae reassured him it was natural to have feelings, and they were nothing to be ashamed of.
But the townsfolk assumed they were dating. Well, some assumed it was more like friends traveling together, but some of the older people gave Yoojin extra warm smiles after that.
An older lady offered Yoojin a box of chocolate aphrodisiacs that was supposed to bring good luck to new lovers. Yoojin turned her down. Both out of embarrassment and the fact he didn't think Sung Hyunjae needed help in that area.
Yoojin left the condoms at the store. He couldn't face the clerk to buy them and the trip was almost over anyway. He could deal with Sung Hyunjae for three more days.
Yoojin waved goodbye at the older store clerk, but stopped before walking over to Sung Hyunjae. A group of girl tourists were watching Sung Hyunjae.
Sung Hyunjae had been the focal point in the small-town since they arrived. It didn't take long for rumors to spread of the handsome man who had the money to book an entire hot springs for himself. Even if they didn't know he was rich, powerful and S-ranked, his looks were enough to stop anyone in their tracks.
But while nearly everyone gushed over Sung Hyunjae, there was one young man who had shown Yoojin some interest, and it had surprised him. He didn't even know Yoojin was a guide. He gave Yoojin a flower and asked for his number, but he had turned him down.
Sung Hyunjae had done an outstanding job to hide his jealousy, but Yoojin had fun teasing him about it. It was fun seeing the S-rank pout. But it was fair after Yoojin had to watch the waves of attractive men and women approach Sung Hyunjae.
Hmm, now that he thought about it, he hadn't seen the man who showed an interest in him since the day he asked for Yoojin's number. That was weird. Yoojin thought he worked in the town. Did he have to leave or something?
Yoojin turned to walk away, but a hand and a pastry appeared in front of his face. "Yoojin-ssi, try this. It's very sweet," Sung Hyunjae said.
He opened his mouth. This small treat was delicious, and Yoojin had to wipe the cream from his lips. He would have to go on a diet to make up for all the foods and sweets Sung Hyunjae had been feeding him.
"Oh." Yoojin caught Sung Hyunjae's hand before he could pull away. He brought it to his mouth and licked off the small bit of cream that smeared on his long index finger.
"Yoojin." Sung Hyunjae said as his eyes hooded.
"What?" Yoojin asked as he turned to the next store. The cream was tasty. He wondered where Sung Hyunjae had found it. Maybe a few more, some coffee, and some bread Sung Hyunjae liked before they returned to the hot spring hotel.
Consequences of Teasing
That evening, they didn't make it to the bedroom before clothes were torn off.
Sung Hyunjae held Yoojin against the wall. His perfect guide's legs wrapped around his waist, arms locked around his neck, and cock leaking onto his stomach.
Yoojin became louder as he was about to come. His sweet voice gasping into his ear. His body tensed, squeezing down on Sung Hyunjae. It hardened Sung Hyunjae to know Yoojin was so close again. He loved to make him come and the wave of guiding power that followed.
His guide really was perfect. Yoojin had seen him rampage and still wanted to hold his hand on nights they walked together. He had felt the force of his chaotic powers and faced both injuries and a deficit because of him, but he didn't once pull away when he kissed him. And he had fully stabilized him within a few days of their trip.
Yoojin's nails scraped across Sung Hyunjae's back and he called out his name.
Sung Hyunjae anticipated the powerful burst of guiding and his hands squeezed into Yoojin's sides to keep from coming yet. Yoojin had been right. Guiding like this had become a problem. Sung Hyunjae didn't know if he could stop.
Yoojin trembled as he came and Sung Hyunjae fucked him though his orgasm.
"Ah! AH! Hyunjae!"
"Just a little more," he said, continuing to move inside him. "You treat me so good. You feel amazing."
Yoojin shook his head, eyes squeezing shut, and body tightening.
Sung Hyunjae grinned. His guide was so sensitive. It made him unable to stop teasing him and seeing how high he could raise his pleasure. He didn't stop as Yoojin shouted his name.
Yoojin had been so cute during their honeymoon. He couldn't keep his hands off him. Nor could he resist showing him everything just to see the wonder in his eyes. From the stars in the countryside, the sunrise, and the theater. Sung Hyunjae had wanted to share that all with him.
And then there had been the side of Yoojin that became a brat. Teasing Sung Hyunjae in public by licking his fingers. Unaware of how flirtatious he had become. Yoojin had gotten bad about mixing the line between casual touching and intimate touches.
Yoojin didn't even notice how he drew everyone's attention. One of the foolish people who had asked him out would not be showing his face anymore. Yoojin had enjoyed teased Sung Hyunjae about it as well. They didn't leave the bed that day.
"Hyunjae!" Yoojin shouted. Face wet with tears and body straining from overstimulation. His insides were so warm and soft, but twitching like mad. They came together this time. Yoojin shook as he came on his stomach. Sung Hyunjae held Yoojin tight as he filled him with his seed.
"Ha ha ha," Yoojin breathed deeply, chest raising with each gasped breath. His body jerked every time his insides spasmed.
Sung Hyunjae fell against Yoojin, pressing the smaller man into the wall. He held out one of his arms to avoid crushing him as he let the rippling effects of guiding submerge him. There was nothing more pleasurable than moments like this. His guide. His.
Neither of them could speak, but Sung Hyunjae opened his eyes. Yoojin looked exhausted, unable to catch his breath. Tears still lingering on his lashes. A good esper would stop now and let his guide rest. But Yoojin had proven to be a wicked guide. And a wicked guide deserved a deviant esper.
Sung Hyunjae smiled. He let go of the wall and wrapped his arm around Yoojin again before turning to the bedroom.
"H-hey! Wait!" Yoojin panicked when he realized Sung Hyunjae's intent. "B-break! Let's take a break! We don't have to do it all at once."
Sung Hyunjae moved onto the bed, walking on his knees. Never letting Yoojin's feet touch as he struggled in his arms. "We just had a break."
"For two seconds! We—mmph!"
Sung Hyunjae shifted himself inside Yoojin, and his reaction was strong. He pressed Yoojin into the bed and kissed him while he moved. Yoojin clung to him, deepening the kiss and tightly wrapping his legs around him.
Glowing Embers Can Lead to Burning Fires
Yoojin's bones had long ago turned to jelly and he couldn't move a muscle. There was no more strength in his arms or legs, and his mind was fuzzy with satisfaction. Sung Hyunjae laid on his side, staring down at Yoojin.
He fought to stay conscious because he didn't want Sung Hyunjae to clean him up again. At the very least, it was something he could do for himself in the morning. But Sung Hyunjae seemed to be waiting, like it was only a matter of time before Yoojin lost the battle and passed out.
"We can stay longer if you want," Sung Hyunjae offered out of the blue. "Or would you like to travel?"
Sung Hyunjae's low voice in the dim room was the most aesthetically pleasing thing Yoojin had ever felt. It was like being cradled asleep, but he couldn't rest at a time like this.
"Are you really the boss of Jupiter? How can you neglect your work so much?"
"Evelyne and Kang Soyoung can run everything. Most things need my name, not my presence."
Yoojin tried to shake his head. "I have to get back and check on Yerim. She's still too new to this. And Yoo Myeongwoo too. And Peace…"
Fatigue pulled him deeper into the soft bed. He had to take care of his brother. And Yoojin wanted to check on Noah.
"Yoojin-ssi." Sung Hyunjae combed Yoojin's hair out of his face. "It's strange for someone to guide that many."
"I won't let it affect my quality of guiding with you."
Sung Hyunjae frowned. "It's rare for anyone to fully guide one S-Rank. Let alone multiple."
Yoojin had thought that too. S-Ranks were notorious for always having low sync rates with guides. Maybe part of why Sung Hyunjae thought that was because he never found a guide with a high compatibility. But the earrings were high-quality guiding aids, and they had only been guiding with sex, so they had been very efficient.
"I don't find it hard to guide you," Yoojin answered.
Sung Hyunjae smiled warmly. "I have no doubt you are capable. But don't you find your capacity for guiding rather large? Sometimes I worry you will take every esper you find sad or cute until you have enough to open up your own syndicate."
Yoojin blinked at him. Was he worried Yoojin was going to leave and take his espers from his organization? Was this because he hadn't signed any contracts with Sung Hyunjae or Jupiter?
With much effort, Yoojin sat up and wrapped his unsteady arms around Sung Hyunjae's neck. He kissed his temple. He would never get over how endearing Sung Hyunjae looked when Yoojin kissed him first. There was always just a hint of surprise on his face.
"While I don't think you're cute, no esper can beat you in looks. And I'm not looking for more people to guide. I already have an esper."
"Yoojin."
He tightened his hold and kissed him again. He turned his head and whispered in his ear. "My esper."
Sung Hyunjae stiffened. He tried to shrug out of Yoojin's arms, but he held on and whispered it again. Yoojin said it again and again until the esper pushed him down and leaned over him.
Yoojin laughed and smirked up at him until he saw what hung between his legs. "Hey! Wait! How are you hard again?"
Sung Hyunjae raised to his knees and lifted Yoojin's legs over his hips. "You have developed a bad teasing habit."
"What?! I haven't been—Ah! Hyunjae!"
Sung Hyunjae pushed into him. His soft insides offered no resistance. "Even the way you say my name."
Yoojin clutched the bedsheets. His mouth fell open and drool ran down the corner of his mouth. He had no time to mentally prepare for the sudden fullness that stretched him. He tried to pull away, but Sung Hyunjae gripped his hips and slammed into him.
"AHH!" Yoojin's head fell back.
His pace was unrelenting, and his arms locked around Yoojin's waist, lifting his hips off the bed and pressing deeply against his prostate.
"Hyunjae!! Ah! Ah!"
Sung Hyunjae pressed his lips against Yoojin's ear. "Say it again."
"Wha-?"
"Whose esper am I?"
Yoojin shook his head, not wanting to give in.
"Say it." He growled and gripped Yoojin's cock, pumping it until Yoojin's toes curled and legs quivered.
"Ah! Min—Ah!"
"Whose?"
"Mine! Y-You're my esper!"
"Say it again."
Yoojin's insides tightened. "My esper!"
"Don't stop," Hyunjae said.
Yoojin screamed it while they came again.
Yoojin woke up to the smiling, handsome face of Sung Hyunjae. It was too early to be that cheerful. Worn to the bone, he couldn't even lift his head. There was seriously something wrong with the esper. Yoojin wondered if he should suggest visiting a doctor or something. Surely this wasn't a normal sex drive even for an S-Rank.
Sung Hyunjae held up a drink tray from one of the café's Yoojin liked. Filled with ice coffees, water, orange juice, and a bag of those little sweet cream treats Yoojin liked.
Oh. Maybe Yoojin could forgive him this once.
Lessons of Sincerity
On the last day, Yoojin woke up and stared at the silk tie that cuffed his hand to the headboard, then down at Sung Hyunjae, who rested on his chest.
He took a deep, relaxing breath as he settled closer to Sung Hyunjae when he noticed he was guiding.
His eyes snapped open, now fully awake. The free flowing power that pass between him and Sung Hyunjae was… not uncomfortable. But definitely strange. It was more like passive guiding. His powers were just intertwined with Sung Hyunjae, like that's where they wanted to be.
He had to focus to pull them back. Causing a small sound of protest from Sung Hyunjae, his fingers momentarily tightened around Yoojin. No, you silly esper. You don't need more guiding.
Once he pulled his powers back, he grimaced for the backlash of pain. Guiding all night would surely lead to a deficit. But nothing happened. Yoojin lied there, half trapped under Sung Hyunjae, half tied to the bed, and waited for his head to start pounding.
There was a minor ache. But it was more of an antsy feeling than anything. Like his power was twitching to be used, freed.
Yoojin could have sworn his powers liked Sung Hyunjae. It was getting harder to separate, even outside of sex. Though, there were very few times they weren't doing that these days.
Yoojin enjoyed the closeness, but soon he would wake Sung Hyunjae. He would demand water, coffee, and food, and then they would go home. Life would return to normal.
Normal-ish. He would control his guiding better. Get his license. Take care of his kids. And figure out those insights he got of Sung Hyunjae.
And… they liked each other.
Yoojin's heart skipped. Sung Hyunjae liked him. He told himself a hundred times that espers did many things to show their appreciation, but Sung Hyunjae didn't have to say he liked him. But he did. Could they try dating? Would Sung Hyunjae oppose a real date if Yoojin asked?
He covered his mouth at the pursuing blush. No. Calm down, you foolish guide. Sung Hyunjae just liked him. It wasn't like they were a couple or married. It was one date with a rich guy. But that was a good step, right? He had said he never took a guide on a date before. And he had gone all out as well.
But also, Sung Hyunjae always went all out. The first gift he gave him was the guide shield earrings that cost more than Yoojin knew. And just to spend time with him, Sung Hyunjae paid off his debt.
He spent too long trying to understand Sung Hyunjae. But he couldn't get over the fact that he liked him. Nothing could take that away.
Yoojin was still grinning when Sung Hyunjae woke up. He asked to be untied and Sung Hyunjae asked why. Yoojin tried to fight him, or pretended to, but it was too easy for Sung Hyunjae to hold him down while he was half tied up.
"Hey!" Yoojin's breath rushed as Sung Hyunjae looked up from below his waist, one of Yoojin's legs thrown over his shoulder. His mouth pulled away to reveal a new hickey on his thigh. His heart fluttered at the sight.
"I really like—" you. Yoojin's voice clogged in his throat. The blush burned his face, and his heart thudded. He cleared his throat and corrected himself. "—this trip."
Sung Hyunjae raised an eyebrow. "I liked this trip too."
Yoojin's smile threated to creak, but he held it still. He had wanted to hear Sung Hyunjae say it. It was something he didn't know he ached for so much until now, but he didn't want to be clingy or force Sung Hyunjae to lie to him. So he kept quiet.
The mouth returned to this thigh, and the heat spread through him. Soft lips and gentle teeth worked their way up his sensitive skin. Yoojin used his free hand to cover his mouth as Sung Hyunjae licked his way up his thigh. He liked him. He liked him so much. And Sung Hyunjae liked him back. His toes curled when he was pulled into the velvety warmth of a skilled mouth. He was so drained he didn't think he could get hard, but Sung Hyunjae proved him wrong.