However, after that last one, Ilrey finally gave up on inserting it into Taeui and obediently sat up. Leaning against the headboard, he pulled Taeui to his feet. Grasping Taeui’s hair lightly and drawing him toward his groin, he said,“I'm satisfied with this for now.”“—Y-yes. Thank you very much, sir.”Taeui grumbled softly and, led by Ilrey’s hand, meekly bowed his head.…the bastard had already used his mouth and even swallowed it—if he now refused, saying he didn’t want to, that would be too deceitful… Thinking that, Taeui hesitated for a few seconds and could not open his mouth willingly.Honestly, he saw it every time, and though it was a man’s, he could never think it was ‘the same’ in kind—but still, every time he looked he felt truly revolted. Disgustingly large, disgustingly long, disgustingly thick… Watching it jut up and swell in size as it bobbed, it seemed a living creature unto itself.“You did a one-night stand with someone like you… It’s a miracle you didn’t get stoned to death.”Muttering as he recalled the past, Ilrey snorted a laugh. Then, as if dismissing further words, he tugged on Taeui’s hair. At last, Taeui opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and bowed his head.The thing thrust into his mouth barely cleared the tip before pressing against his uvula. Stifling his gag reflex, he forced his throat open a little more. He knew from experience that once he endured this moment, it would become easier.“All right… good, Taeui. Yes, you’re doing well.”A slow, soft voice, coaxing as if soothing a child, brushed against his ear.But Taeui was not fooled. He knew that once this monstrosity sank in deep enough to find its place, Ilrey would jerk his head roughly as if nothing had happened.Sure enough, the thick glans rubbed his uvula as it advanced, and just as he thought Ilrey might pause, in the next instant it pressed against his windpipe. His neck snapped back, bringing the head right up under his nose.Taeui hastily gripped the base. Feeling the heavy weight of the sack in his palm, he rubbed it and began to stroke upward. If he didn’t give some stimulation, Ilrey would thrust even deeper into his head.“Good, Taeui. You’re doing well… Yes, that’s how you suck. Keep your throat tight… Good. No one does it better than you… Damn, looks like I’m about to come.”Ilrey’s voice grew dangerously low with excitement. Fortunately, it seemed he would not push any further down Taeui’s throat… Though such praise brought him no joy. After saying that he’d come at any moment, he’d never actually release so soon—only raising false hopes.Mumbling around it in his mouth, his neck nearly torn, his jaw numb from pain, Taeui dared to lift his eyes when his chin throbbed. Ilrey’s dark eyes, glimmering with pleasure, stared down as if to devour him.“….”Carefully checking Ilrey’s expression, he spat it out. Ilrey’s hand tensed on his head, but he released him obediently.The grayish shaft, glistening with saliva he had barely swallowed, looked obscene, so Taeui shut his eyes. And before Ilrey’s short patience snapped, he buried his face at Ilrey’s groin again.He sucked and licked frantically—the base, the sack, the thick veins, and the head that spread like a hat.That damned bastard was uncanny: no matter how much Taeui pretended to try, if he was even half-hearted, Ilrey immediately pistoned into his throat. After enduring that a few times, Taeui’s concentration only sharpened.Yet it wasn’t all bad. Though his throat felt like it would tear, waves of nausea rose, and his jaw threatened to dislocate—or go numb—still…“…—Yes. Good…”A low moan sent chills down his spine. Hearing that voice so genuinely aroused made something ache in Taeui’s chest. It felt rewarding—even if odd to say so—an elated satisfaction beyond mere physical pleasure.He realized this was why they joined bodies: for that mental fulfillment as much as the physical. He tasted that thought, one he had had dozens of times before, anew.Then Ilrey gripped his shaft and pushed it back into Taeui’s mouth. Faced with the horrifying bulk swelling into the depths of his throat, Taeui knew the moment had come. At that instant—“…—!!”A hot, sticky, fishy liquid poured into his throat, and he reflexively shut his eyes. A hand gently stroked his shoulder, softening his tense muscles. His neck trembled as he swallowed slowly, deliberately, several times.When he opened his eyes, Ilrey looked down at him with a tremendously satisfied expression. Whether Taeui swallowed or not made no difference to Ilrey’s pleasure, yet that look of bliss affected Taeui’s own satisfaction, so he swallowed it all.Only after he had taken every drop did Taeui part his lips. Exaggerating, he could say he felt full—but Ilrey’s shaft was still not completely soft. Ilrey lightly grasped the half-flaccid organ and shook it, then kissed Taeui.“…—You want to kiss the mouth that was just swallowing your thing…?”Taeui muttered as if disgusted, yet he obediently mixed tongues with Ilrey. Upon reflection, it was the same tongue that had been sucking his shaft… Yet since he felt no aversion, it seemed Ilrey felt the same.“It’s troubling… Makes me want to swallow you up even more.”A low murmur escaped between their pressed lips. Though he spoke as if kidding, there was a gleam suggesting it wasn’t empty talk.“Sometimes I don’t understand what’s in your head…”As Taeui muttered, Ilrey, who had been gently licking his lips, laughed and spoke.“Likewise. If there’s anything I know about you—it’s that if I said let’s go again right now, your face would turn red.”“You nailed it.”Taeui answered quickly, pressing their lips together before Ilrey could say anything more frightening. A stifled laugh passed into his mouth.Fortunately, he seemed to have calmed down. Though he always asked ritualistically at morning and evening sessions if they could insert next time, this question bore unusual sincerity. But if they truly lay together before the march, he would collapse before returning.“My cause of death will surely be battlefield death—though the reverse… or being eaten alive.”Taeui murmured with a sigh. As his excitement ebbed, the sweat-slick skin cooled, and he hunched his shoulders. Ilrey, stepping back, draped a robe over Taeui’s shoulders and left the bed.He walked to the refrigerator, took out two beers, tossed one to Taeui, and smiled subtly.“You never know if you’ll die in a crime of passion… or get stabbed to death.”“Huh? Wow, that’s ice-cold.”Taeui, half-listening to Ilrey’s offhand remark, seized the beer with delight and popped the tab with glee. Ilrey calmly took a sip and continued.“I hear you were quite something back in the day, Taeui. They say fights with knives broke out over you—must have been a hit at gay bars.”“Pfft—”He spat out the precious beer. He even choked, coughing as if his lungs would rupture.The sudden pounding in his head wasn’t just from choking. It couldn’t be the half-drunk beer—his vision blurred.“Wh-who said that—”“Kim Jeong-pil. He said those rumors spread even through the academy.”“That bastard told you that?!”Wiping beer dribbling down his chin with the back of his hand, Taeui shouted. At the moment their eyes met—Ilrey staring with a smile—Taeui collapsed back onto the bed. Playing dead seemed his best option.But thinking it over, there was nothing to worry about. It happened before he met Jeong-pil, and he hadn’t swung the knife first.“…It was just an accident that happened somehow… Nothing serious… Not my fault…”“Ah, of course. After you were commissioned, the nasty, spiteful superiors heard the rumors too, and when they played games with penalties, someone had to kiss anyone around, but that wasn’t your fault either.”Lieutenant Hogan, you son of a bitch!!!Taeui ground his teeth, imagining that if that bastard were here now, he would slit his throat without hesitation. Though he had no reason to feel guilty, he mumbled excuses out of some strange chagrin.“But it only happened twice, and then orders came from above—some wish fulfillment or something—so it never happened again…”“Hmm.”Why was he making excuses now…? Taeui scratched his head as he glanced at the inscrutable Ilrey, then clicked his tongue bitterly.“When you talk to him, don’t hang out with that guy.”“Why? There’s nothing about your past he doesn’t know—listening to him is fun.”“That’s exactly why you shouldn’t hang out with him!”The thought that unknown dangerous stories about him might surface made him feel like walking through a minefield.Taeui tore at his hair. Suddenly, a new, weighty problem seemed to sit atop his mind. These days, he felt stress building in his stomach.Hogan was an issue too. Though he wore a surface smile toward Taeui, the overt glint of wariness in his eyes never disappeared. And though this week had passed without incident, next week—in its latter half—he would have to follow him closely and never let his guard down.Even now, Hogan, hostile toward him, was trying to distance himself. Taeui knew how hard it was to stop someone once they had made up their mind. Cooperation would not be easy, especially since Hogan had not the slightest liking for him.Just today… after two a.m. the network system would automatically shut down, so Hogan just had to stay awake until then—but he always fell asleep before midnight, yet tonight for some reason…

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