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Introduction to Guide Studies chapter 140

The body beneath the thick knit was stifling.

Feeling that the heat was consuming his body faster than the inebriation, Ben grabbed the edge of the knit and fanned himself a few times, then reached for the rabbit tail, which he had despised moments ago.

There was no time to be afraid of something only two finger-joints long.

With Haimar about to finish his shower, Ben intended to bravely get it over with, fueled by the baseless confidence that had surged with the help of the alcohol.

First, Ben stripped off his shorts and briefs in one go.

Because the knit was large, his buttocks and groin were covered, so he wasn’t overly embarrassed.

On the contrary, he felt a little cooler, having been hot.

He felt a bit nervous as he took out the lubricant he had found and applied it to the area where it needed to go.

The plug, which he now examined properly, was slightly curved; it seemed to be more for gently loosening the passage than for deep stimulation of the erogenous zone.

He probably wouldn’t have dared if it were a long, large plug, but its shape was perfect for beginners.

Ben slowly brought the tail up to his bottom while lying on his stomach.

‘Ugh, this is something I can’t do twice… let’s do it in one go, one go. One go…’

As he positioned the tip at the entrance, the cold sensation of the lubricant was vivid, making Ben hesitate slightly.

It was the first time he was attempting to put something into his anus by himself, so it felt awkward.

But when the sound of water hitting the floor stopped in the distant bathroom, a sense of urgency made Ben apply pressure with his hand.

“Hup!”

After briefly lubricating the entrance, he pressed down firmly, and the short plug was sucked right into the opening.

The sensation of the cold plug parting the closed inner wall made Ben’s hips tremble, and he hunched his body further onto the bed.

“Ugh… this is strange…”

The sensation of cold metal filling the part that always received Haimar’s fingers or penis was foreign.

It was hard and didn’t go in deep, leaving a shallow, strange feeling.

Ben instinctively tightened his passage, feeling like his body would spit it out with just a little pressure.

Whenever he tightened, the folds of the entrance puckered, making the feeling of the metal connecting to the rabbit tail even clearer.

‘But why am I so hot?’

His entire body was burning, despite it being merely chocolate—how strong could the alcohol content be?

The alcoholic heat that had briefly subsided consumed his body again, turning him red from the tips of his toes to his earlobes.

Yet, the cold foreign object inside him was distinct, and the sensation of it lightly poking somewhere with every breath made Ben grip the bedsheet uselessly.

“Ungh…”

Even though it hadn’t reached the known erogenous zone, his lower abdomen was starting to churn, and the inside of his passage felt ticklish.

When his body briefly relaxed, allowing his inner wall to tightly cling to the now lukewarm metal before pushing it out, his belly spontaneously churned.

Ben inadvertently recalled something much hotter and harder than the unfamiliar object filling his bottom.

Without realizing that his body, which remembered the pleasure of being taken from behind, was adding a suggestive heat rather than inebriation, Ben groaned while trying to erase the arising thoughts.

“Ha.”

His attention was so focused on the tail inserted between his butt cheeks that he didn’t notice Haimar, only loosely clad in a bathrobe, coming near.

He only realized Haimar was nearby after hearing his exasperated sigh at Ben’s appearance.

The realization made him self-conscious, and Ben buried his face in the sheet he had pulled up.

He might have thought Haimar’s sigh was a lament, but in fact, it was closer to Haimar’s admiration that Ben, sprawled on the bed with a rabbit tail, was beyond imagination.

It was a sight he would have made happen himself if Ben hadn’t done it, but he was quite proud that Ben had done it on his own.

With his rigid personality, it must not have been an easy decision.

He felt like swallowing Ben whole, even if he were just naked and breathing.

‘No, wait, why would I swallow that whole?’

I should cherish it and savor it slowly.

He recalled always wanting to swallow Ben whole in moments like this, but now he suddenly felt it was a waste.

It was a peculiar mixed feeling: wanting to swallow him whole and wanting to slowly melt and lick him.

But one thing remained the same: he didn’t want to hold this man in his hands and let him go.

The unfamiliar affection, close to the first time, was baffling to him.

But it wasn’t unpleasant.

The pure desire for Ben, even in a situation where guiding wasn’t strictly necessary, was novel.

The feeling that it didn’t matter if he bit, sucked, or licked Ben without a reason gave him considerable fulfillment.

A strange possessiveness and monopoly overflowed.

The name “lover” filled him completely.

If the object was Ben Plaskun, he was willing to play along with whatever happened.

The arrogant Esper, who had only cared about himself, gladly embraced the change.

“Why is this hard? Does it feel good?”

When Haimar brushed back his slightly sweat-damp hair, Ben’s moist, tightly closed eyes opened toward him.

It was just like the body of a person who was easily aroused.

When Haimar pointed out that Ben’s penis, partially visible under the knit, was semi-erect, Ben, who hadn’t realized it was hard, frantically pulled the knit down to cover it.

“I-I don’t know…”

“Why don’t you know when it’s hard?”

Haimar, sitting on the bed, pulled the hunched Ben into his arms.

Hot skin met the exposed parts of Ben’s body.

Haimar kissed Ben’s reddest areas in turn—his ears, neck, and eyes—all hotter than before Haimar went to shower.

Ben, liking the cool sensation of the moist skin clinging to Haimar, clung back tightly.

“…I’m hot…”

“You ate something strange.”

Haimar picked up the chocolate wrappers scattered on the bed and chuckled softly.

The chocolates with the red marks were the kind of food that Espers, who were rarely affected by alcohol due to their robust bodies, would playfully eat to get a feeling of intoxication.

Since they didn’t actually cause inebriation but only simulated the feeling, the main ingredient was something that increased body heat rather than alcohol.

Since Ben, a non-Esper, had eaten something made for Espers, it was natural that the heat was overflowing and indigestible.

Fortunately, it was manufactured not to be fatal to non-Espers, and the heat would naturally subside over time.

However, Haimar decided he would willingly relieve the concentrated heat in Ben’s body with appropriate exercise.

Even if the person involved didn’t want it.

“Hup…”

From the softly swallowed lips came the sweet and bitter taste of chocolate.

The warm, intertwined flesh felt like swallowing a rich chunk of chocolate.

As Haimar stole all the saliva and subtly stroked Ben’s buttocks under the knit, Ben’s hips trembled.

Then, as if stifled, Ben released his grip on Haimar and frantically tugged at the ribbon around his neck and the knit, having already discarded the headband.

“This is, stifling… Hng, I’m hot.”

In the resulting chaos, where Ben, in his desperation due to the increasing heat, only managed to tangle the easy-to-undo string more, Haimar kissed his forehead and soothed him.

He slowly untied the ribbon wrapped around Ben’s neck and had him put his arms up to take off the knit.

It felt strangely like opening a gift box that had been tightly wrapped in paper.

The only thing left on Ben’s firmly-tanned, blushing body was the white, round rabbit tail strongly asserting its presence.

As Haimar traced Ben’s prominent spine and grabbed the fluffy tail, Ben, tensing up, pressed his body tightly against him.

“……?”

Before Ben could catch his breath from being freed from the suffocating ribbon around his neck and the thick knit, Haimar, holding the plug, pulled it out, leaving only the tip, and then pushed it back in, shallowly prodding the opening.

With each small, circular thrust, the inner wall puckered, trying to open a path to deeper parts.

The feeling of heat pooling in his lower abdomen made his semi-erect penis twitch.

As the uncontrollable heat was compounded by sexual sensation, Ben buried his head in Haimar’s chest and weakly grabbed the wrist holding the tail.

“Ugh… stop moving.”

Excessive heat was never a good thing.

Furthermore, the heat mimicking intoxication, not the heat from illness, was starting to resemble lust as it mixed with Haimar’s stimulation.

Ben realized that what was slowly eating away at him was definitely sexual sensation now, but his detached mind was scattered all over his body and refused to coalesce.

Only Haimar’s presence before him was overwhelmingly large, making Ben only frantic to cling to him.

“Huuuu… Ah, ugh…”

As Haimar circularly massaged his already sensitive nipple, which was stiff with arousal, a tingling sensation spread.

When Haimar scratched it with his fingernail and then grabbed and pulled the areola, Ben’s penis was now rigidly erect, lightly bumping against Haimar’s beautifully defined abs.

“Ha, Haimar, stop.”

“Should I keep putting this in you, or should I put my cock in you?”

His lips ceaselessly peppered Ben with butterfly kisses, then whispered thickly into his ear when speaking.

After that, Haimar was busy gently biting his earlobe, licking his neck, and leaving marks everywhere.

He was truly melting Ben down just as he intended.

Yet, he only subtly heated up Ben’s body without giving him the definitive something.

It was Ben who began to burn with impatience.

Because the plug was short, it didn’t reach the part he truly felt, only widening the entrance area stickily.

In a word, as much as he hated to admit it… it was a tease.

“Which one do you prefer?”

His face, flushed with heat, throbbed at the words that were clearly meant to tease.

Honestly, he just wished Haimar would do something.

Regardless of the unbearable heat, his body had definitely changed for the worse since Haimar touched him.

The untouched nipple on the other side was itching, and his aroused body everywhere screamed for the real thing.

Especially when Haimar firmly pressed and swirled the plug inside his passage, it felt incredibly ticklish deep inside.

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