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Beom Sinje immediately met his gaze and asked.
Unable to feign pain, Doyoung averted his eyes instead.
That was a mistake.
The warmth of his breath and the sensation of his mouth trailing lower sent shivers through him.
“You… ah!”
He barely managed to protest, but before he could finish, Beom Sinje was already standing firmly.
A sharp tingle shot up his spine, making him arch against the overwhelming sensation.
That place—usually so unremarkable, barely even sensitive—was now being thoroughly stratched.
“Aah, nn, ngh…”
Was it because he was being touched both above and below at the same time?
With each kiss, each graze of Beom Sinje’s lips, an indescribable sensation of ticklish heat and shivering pleasure spread through him.
Unconsciously, he pushed his hips forward, seeking more.
But he wasn’t aware of it himself.
“You’re so erotic.”
Beom Sinje’s lips were completely wet.
Did he not realize how seductive that made him look?
“You’re even more…”
Once again, his words were cut short.
His knees bent as his legs were lifted higher—until his thighs were resting on Beom Sinje’s shoulders.
Doyoung sucked in a breath, the position making everything feel deeper, more overwhelming.
As he bit down on his lower lip, a wet thumb immediately brushed over the tender flesh.
“Don’t bite.”
Despite the gentle words, the way Beom Sinje’s body filled him was anything but.
“Ah! Aah! Aahh!”
Beom Sinje resumed his relentless pace.
Faster, harder—the sensations pounded through Doyoung’s body without mercy.
Thwack.
Thwack.
Each deep stroke sent waves of pleasure crashing over him.
Doyoung gasped, unable to suppress the sounds spilling from his lips.
His stomach clenched—it felt like he was being torn apart from the inside.
Each time Beom Sinje thrust in forcefully, a white-hot spark burst behind his eyes.
The pleasure ran rampant, climbing higher with no end in sight.
Heat overtook his entire body.
His mind melted, and his mouth released broken, uncontrollable moans.
“Haa, haah, ngh!”
As his excitement peaked, the depth and force increased.
The fast, merciless rhythm left him with no control—he could only moan and tremble.
“Aah!”
Then, at its peak, Beom Sinje drove in one last time—deep, impossibly deep—and stilled.
“Hnnn…”
A hot, thick warmth spread inside him.
Doyoung shuddered violently.
Only then did it register—Beom Sinje hadn’t used a condom.
But what was done was done.
“Ugh…”
Beom Sinje remained still for a moment before slowly pulling away.
His length, which had filled him so completely, gradually slid out.
Doyoung thought it was finally over.
That assumption was a mistake.
“Ah!”
The tip, which had barely retreated, suddenly plunged back inside.
A blinding jolt of pleasure tore through him, leaving his mouth wide open in a silent cry.
“Aah! Aah! Aahh!”
And then, Beom Sinje moved—faster, harder, even more relentless than before.
The overwhelming sensations hit Doyoung in waves, making him lose all sense of reality.
In no time, another climaxed built inside him.
“Hnnngh…”
Doyoung squeezed his eyes shut, his body trembling like a leaf.
A moment later, Beom Sinje reached his own release, filling him once again.
This time, there was no pause—he kept moving, each thrust spreading the semen deeper within him.
When he finally pressed against that one, most sensitive spot, Doyoung let out a sharp, helpless moan.
“Don’t be so lewd.”
“I… hnn, wasn’t… ah…!”
Trying to protest while being filled proved impossible.
His voice came out hoarse, breathy—almost like a plea.
Doyoung realized it too. His face twisted in frustration.
Beom Sinje kissed his pout, gazing at him with that same seductive yet affectionate look.
“I know. That’s just how I see you. Everything you do is lovable to me.”
How could he say something like that so easily?
While Doyoung flushed in embarrassment, Beom Sinje merely curved his lips into a breathtaking smile.
“Shall we go again?”
Without hesitation, he said something utterly terrifying as if it were nothing.
Doyoung, having just climaxed multiple times, was about to say he needed a break.
“Ah…!”
But before he could even get the words out, his waist lifted, and his hips were hoisted into the air, leaving him too flustered to form a proper response.
Even after that, his body was penetrated over and over again, each time making him release, and he began to think that perhaps he had underestimated Beom Sinje a little too much.
‘Next time, I should at least tell him to set some limits.’
The thought of never doing this again didn’t even cross his mind.
Instead, Doyoung found himself looking forward to the next time.
Through his hazy consciousness, he saw Beom Sinje holding him tightly, reaching his peak once more.
“Let’s rest… for now…”
There was something endearing about him, but unfortunately, Doyoung had no strength left.
After all, he had endured so much at the lab, shared a long kiss upon returning home, taken a shower, and immediately started their activities.
With that final thought, Doyoung’s consciousness faded into sleep.
“Hyung?”
Beom Sinje, still catching his breath, hesitated when he saw Doyoung’s sleeping face.
His eyes were gently closed, his breathing steady, his chest rising and falling rhythmically.
“Hyung?”
He called him again.
But as expected, there was no response.
“Sigh…”
With a long exhale, Beom Sinje slowly pulled back, and only then did he notice the mess—his lower half drenched in a mixture of fluids.
Despite that, his body still hadn’t completely lost its arousal.
“You told me to do as I pleased.”
A chuckle escaped along with his murmured words.
His fingertips, brushing against his flushed cheek, carried a playful warmth.
“There’s no helping it, then.”
What else could he do?
The person he wanted to share this moment with was fast asleep.
Gazing at the sleeping Doyoung, Beom Sinje wrapped his fingers around himself.
As he moved rhythmically, the lingering warmth spread through his body.
“Haa…”
Moments later, a milky-white liquid spilled onto Doyoung’s stomach and chest.
Beom Sinje pressed a kiss to the lips of the one who had abandoned him in slumber.
It seemed he would have to be satisfied with just this for tonight.
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[Breaking News!!!!!! The Secretary is the Guild Leader Beom Sinje’s Man?!]
SNS was buzzing with a short video clip, a few photos, and a post questioning the nature of Beom Sinje and Doyoung’s relationship.
Soon after, communities exploded with speculation about their past.
People claimed to have seen them together during their Hunter Academy days, walking side by side in the streets, dining at restaurants, or shopping at department stores.
[Wait, I remember that guy, lol. Wasn’t he the one Guild Leader carried out of the dungeon that one time? LMAO zzz]
└ What??? Then does that mean they were together since back then? (^///^)
└ No way, they’re just senior and junior from Hunter Academy. That’s why they’re close.
└ Look at that longing gaze ♥ How is that just senior-junior ♥♥
└ Yeah right, if they’re just senior and junior, then I guess I never had a senior in my life, lol.
└ I saw them eating together at a restaurant once!! It was the first time I saw the guild leader looking at someone with such a soft expression, I was shook lol.
└ Don’t spread baseless rumors—
└ Not a rumor. Attaching a photo: 33412112.jpg
└ Eh?? What is this vibe? They look so affectionate. The guild leader’s eyes are practically dripping honey, lol.
Soon, articles speculating on Doyoung’s identity and his relationship with Beom Sinje began circulating.
Then, another post added fuel to the fire.
[Wait… Isn’t the ability that secretary used the same as the one Antithesis Zero used back in the day?]
└ Holy?? Now that you mention it?? ⊙ˍ⊙
└ What the hell? Is this for real? Someone upload a comparison video!!!
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