Suhyeon blinked in confusion.
He was certain he had closed the door when he left.
He retraced his memory to check if it was just a mistake, but the mental image of himself pulling the door shut was still vivid.
—Just in case, try to avoid being alone. Okay?
Normally, he wouldn’t have thought much of it, but because he had just heard those words from Asher, it nagged at him.
Especially since every single Esper who usually occupied this office was currently away from their desks.
He hadn’t fully grasped what Asher was implying, but then again, Asher wasn’t the type to spout pure nonsense.
There was no harm in being careful.
‘Should I step out for a bit and come back later?’
Suhyeon made his decision and turned away from the private office.
After all, if something were to happen, Suhyeon was essentially a frail civilian—physically weak in every way except for his guiding.
Since the bodyguards were waiting outside the main office suite, Suhyeon started to head for the exit, but then he heard a distinct click and the presence of someone behind him.
“Where have you been?”
It was a familiar voice.
Turning around, he saw Hajin standing in the doorway of the private office.
“……Oh, you’re back?”
It seemed the door was open simply because Hajin had returned.
Suhyeon blinked and walked toward him. It had been a needless worry.
The office was still empty, with just the two of them.
He had assumed no one else had returned yet because of the silence.
‘Did the other Espers go straight home?’
Usually, they reported back to the Association first, but he figured exceptions happened.
As he entered the private room with Hajin, the deep red glow of the sunset, now much thicker than before, wrapped around them warmly.
“Hajin?”
Hajin sat on the sofa, but instead of pulling Suhyeon into a side embrace as usual, he pulled him directly forward.
Red-tinted shadows stretched over Hajin, and in an instant, Suhyeon found himself straddling Hajin’s lap.
After a moment of adjustment, Suhyeon draped his arms around Hajin’s neck to balance himself, and Hajin leaned his head against Suhyeon’s chest.
He nuzzled his handsome face against him several times like an affectionate cat before whispering.
“Won’t you guide me, Suhyeon?”
His voice sounded like a kitten coaxing for a treat.
Suhyeon let out an involuntary laugh.
Releasing his guiding fluctuations, he pressed his lips against Hajin’s hair.
The scent of Hajin’s shampoo wafted into his nose.
Whether it was Hajin’s doing or a stray breeze, the office door shut with a soft click.
As Suhyeon kissed his hair, Hajin slowly lifted his head and wrapped both arms around Suhyeon’s back, pulling him flush against him.
Naturally, the distance between them vanished; they didn’t need words to know what would happen next.
Their lips met, parted, and allowed each other entry.
The sound of mixing saliva filled the quiet, closed room.
Not that there was ever a day it wasn’t intense, but today Hajin’s tongue was particularly greedy and persistent as it explored Suhyeon’s mouth, making Suhyeon gasp for air.
It felt as though Hajin wanted to devour both the guiding energy and Suhyeon himself.
Hot breaths were exchanged between them.
“Hnnn…….”
“Haah…….”
Hajin let out an ecstatic breath and gently nipped at Suhyeon’s lip before letting go.
His blue eyes roamed softly yet thoroughly over every inch of Suhyeon’s face.
Suhyeon felt the same.
As Hajin’s hands began to stroke his waist, Suhyeon caressed Hajin’s cheek, looking down at him while letting his energy flow.
Then, his gaze was drawn to something sparkling. It was the ring on Hajin’s hand.
Suhyeon slid his own left hand—also adorned with a ring—under Hajin’s, interlacing their fingers and staring fixedly at the sight.
Suhyeon didn’t run into many people since he stayed in the office, but Hajin was different. He had been out today specifically to close a Gate.
‘Many people must have seen this.’
He wondered if anyone would really pay that much attention to someone else’s hand, but seeing the ring shining clearly even over Hajin’s thin dress gloves made Suhyeon’s ears turn bright red.
“Now everyone knows I belong to you, Suhyeon.”
Hajin’s words, spoken as if he had read Suhyeon’s mind, made his face flush even deeper.
Hearing the man in front of him use a possessive term for himself made Suhyeon’s heart feel light and fluffy.
Caught up in the rising emotion, his guiding fluctuations fluttered uncontrollably into the air.
“Ngh…….”
As Suhyeon tightened his hold around Hajin’s neck, a red tongue began to lick at Suhyeon’s throat.
A shiver ran through his body, followed by a low chuckle vibrating against his ear.
“…….”
Hajin didn’t stop there.
He continued to whisper embarrassing, sweet nothings directly into Suhyeon’s ear, turning the skin of his neck a deep crimson.
“Ah……!”
But Hajin didn’t give Suhyeon time to dwell on his embarrassment.
The pale neck he had been teasingly licking was suddenly bitten.
The strength left Suhyeon’s arms, and before he knew it, his vision flipped as Hajin pinned him down onto the wide sofa.
It was clear what was coming next.
“Mmm…….”
Even as he let out a soft, cat-like sound, he felt a small pang of hesitation.
This was, after all, a place where people sat and typed away at keyboards during the day.
As much as he was heating up, he had a faint worry about whether this was truly okay.
Suhyeon looked up at Hajin, who was hovering over him, rubbing firmly between his thighs.
“Suhyeon, may I?”
When Suhyeon didn’t immediately part his legs, Hajin asked with a pitiful, drooping expression.
‘I didn’t tell him he could call me by name for this,’ Suhyeon thought, but seeing his lover use his name only when he wanted something made Suhyeon break into a light laugh as he asked.
“Is… is no one coming?”
“No, no one. I sent them all back so we could be alone.”
The answer felt a bit strange, but the front of Hajin’s trousers, which were currently being rubbed against Suhyeon’s knee, was already bulging significantly.
Even before he gave a final answer, Hajin opened the drawer of the side table and took out condoms and lubricant.
‘Should those even be kept here?’
Hajin was clearly determined; he began to stroke and caress Suhyeon’s chest through his clothes.
“Mngh…….”
Fingers and fabric worked together to tease his nipples, heightening his arousal.
“Please? Suhyeon.”
Hajin’s pleading hands moved further down.
It seemed he had planned this from the moment he brought Suhyeon to the private office.
Even during normal work hours, he would sneak over to kiss and touch him; it appeared the ultimate goal was to finish things right here.
‘Well, at least he said no one is coming…….’
Suhyeon flushed at Hajin’s touch. Hajin’s firm hands stroked his chest, moved down his stomach to circle his navel, caressed his thighs, and then suddenly brushed against Suhyeon’s own hardening member.
“Haaah…….”
The rising heat was now unavoidable.
As the hands moved from stroking his pants to reaching between his legs, Suhyeon finally parted his thighs.
Now Hajin’s shadow completely covered Suhyeon.
Hajin gently rolled up Suhyeon’s thin turtleneck, stroking his flat stomach and chest once more.
His sensitive body reacted instantly to the continued touch.
“Nngh…….”
Hajin’s hands were warm, but everywhere they passed felt as if small fires were being lit.
Suhyeon couldn’t help but let out soft moans.
Soon, Suhyeon’s bare torso—save for his neck and arms—was exposed to the air as Hajin lowered himself over him.
“Mmm, Hajin… s-sir…….”
Chuu, smack, kiss, kiss.
With lewd sounds, Hajin’s lips traveled across Suhyeon’s body.
His damp breath made the fine hairs on Suhyeon’s skin stand on end.
Red kiss marks began to bloom like flowers all over his body.
Hajin seemed delighted by the marks he was creating, biting, sucking, and licking them repeatedly.
“Hn-ngh…….”
Between the tickling sensation and the smoldering fire spreading across his torso, Suhyeon felt his pants becoming increasingly restrictive.
His most sensitive parts were being pressed uncomfortably against the fabric.
Even that pressure became part of the heat consuming him.
“Haah…….”
Noticing this, Hajin pressed even closer. His knee moved to apply firm pressure against Suhyeon’s crotch.
“Mngh…… Hajin, h-ah!”
An explosive moan escaped him naturally.
Hajin cupped Suhyeon’s breast with one hand and suddenly pinched a pink, pale nipple with his fingers.
Meanwhile, his other hand didn’t stop stimulating Suhyeon’s member from below.
“Nn, ngh……!”
“Does it feel good?”
He asked teasingly, watching Suhyeon struggle with the overwhelming heat.
Suhyeon tried to glare at him, but he was at the mercy of the erratic stimulation hitting him from both above and below.
“Haaah……!”
Then, as Hajin moved his other hand behind Suhyeon’s buttocks, a chillingly sharp sensation shot through him.
Suhyeon instinctively arched his back.
A firm hand slipped into his pants, pushing between his cheeks and brushing against the hidden entrance.
“Wait, just a second, Hajin…….”
Suhyeon flailed on the sofa, but the buckle of his pants was undone first.
He felt the distinct sensation of his damp underwear being exposed, accompanied by a small, squelching sound.
“Hn-ngh…….”
Suhyeon’s helpless appearance was always a catalyst for Hajin.
Hajin roamed over Suhyeon’s body with his eyes as if savoring every inch before slowly pulling his pants down.
Thump.
The pants hit the floor in an instant.
With his black turtleneck still pushed up to his neck, his bare torso exposed, and wearing only his briefs, Suhyeon looked incredibly erotic.
His pale skin was flushed red from the heat, and the marks Hajin had left stood out in stark crimson.
The sight provided a visual stimulus that awakened the beast of desire lurking within Hajin.
“Haaah, Hajin… sir…….”
Embarrassed by the way Hajin was staring at him, Suhyeon looked up with tears pricking the corners of his light brown eyes.
His pale irises held a sweetness that made Hajin want to swallow him whole.
“You look so lewd, Suhyeon. It’s like you were born just for me.”
“Ngh, haah…….”
As Hajin whispered that while lightly nipping at his ear, Suhyeon’s sensitive body reacted instantly, exhaling a hot breath.
After biting Suhyeon’s plump lip once, Hajin stripped away his underwear as well.
Squeltch—
Unlike the pants, the damp underwear hit the floor with a heavy, wet sound.
The sticky noise tickled Suhyeon’s ears.
“Ah, haah…!”
Just as he flushed at the sound, Suhyeon’s eyes widened.
His body was flipped over, and a glob of cold lubricant was poured onto his entrance.
The cold liquid ran between his cheeks, soaking into the sofa cushions.
The sudden, damp chill against the sofa made Suhyeon’s toes curl.
“Hn, mmm…… huh……?”
But a moment later, Suhyeon felt something was wrong.
