Chapter 76

"Are you talking about the suspect's statement?"

"I already reported everything, including your assumptions, to the higher-ups. Rather than us pondering more, it'll be faster to wait for the research lab results. It's way past work hours, so now it's not about work, but personal matters."

His prediction was correct. Tae-un stopped his hand that had been rubbing the moisture from his short hair. Soram raised his lips towards him.

"I thought about it all day."

He got up from his seat and strode over to open the bedroom doorknob.

The bed where he had stayed the night a few days ago was neatly arranged with the blanket and pillow, just like the owner's personality. Soram's arm, which was about to enter, was grabbed. The towel Tae-un had been holding fell with a thud between the two.

"I told you to think carefully."

"First of all, I haven't been very careful about anything in my life..."

Soram calmly pulled his grabbed arm and stepped into the dark bedroom with one foot.

"And I've regretted quite a few things while coming this far."

His smiling eyes narrowed.

"But this doesn't even make it into that category... Ugh."

Tae-un stepped close in front of Soram's body. His body collided with Tae-un's. Tae-un firmly grasped Soram's shoulders with both hands. It wasn't painful, but it was heavy enough that he couldn't move an inch.

"You. Do you know that every time you make that face, you drive people crazy?"

"What did I do?"

Soram touched his own face. There was no particular change. Instead of explaining, Tae-un held him a little more forcefully, as if Soram would disappear somewhere.

Looking up, he saw what kind of gaze was looking down at him. This expression of Han Tae-un, a peculiarity of this life, seemed to be getting a little familiar now.

He faced the pupils that had become a little darker with his back to the living room. Soram raised both hands and cupped Tae-un's cheeks. As those hands pulled his head forward, strength entered Tae-un's eyes. However, he couldn't refuse what Soram was trying to do.

"Jin Soram."

Am I being easy on you and doing as I please?

The fluttering brown eyelashes approached Tae-un, who had tightly closed his lips. Soon, their lips overlapped. The eyes that had been staring at Tae-un closed.

The eyes that had been painfully furrowed towards Soram eventually closed under the eyelids without resistance.

The lips that touched the soft flesh inside Soram's mouth parted. The kiss was more exploratory than the one they had shared for the first time yesterday. They wanted to dig into each other's insides without revealing what they had hidden.

"Haa..."

Four legs intertwined while standing. Tae-un's two hands that had been placed next to Soram's thighs moved up to his back. The two bodies became even more closely attached. Like the day before, Tae-un's heartbeat flowed into Soram.

The dormitory facility with a separate bedroom was relatively excellent, but it wasn't very spacious. The steps taken while exchanging kisses reached the bed frame one by one. At that moment, Soram pushed Tae-un's shoulders with force. Tae-un's legs touched the mattress and his knees bent with a thud.

Plop.

Soram climbed on top of him as he was laid on the bed.

"It wasn't intentional, but..."

"..."

"It's the opposite of yesterday."

Soram, who was straddling him without putting weight on his crotch, let out a low laugh.

"Your expression looks scary, but your body really likes me."

Not only his chest that directly showed his quickened heartbeat, but also places like the tips of his ears and the edges of his cheeks had turned red, which he could see now that he was this close.

"Do it. Han Tae-un."

Of course, the part that vividly revealed the desire for Soram was the most instinctive part.

"Just do it. As you wish."

Soram took off the t-shirt he was wearing over his head. He dropped the taken-off clothes under the bed.

"You kept scolding me for not knowing anything, so I looked it up. If you really can't do it, I'll do it on top. I can also ride and get penetrated."

"...What on earth did you look at during work hours?"

Tae-un finally opened his closed mouth with a dumbfounded tone. No wonder he had been lying down and only looking at his cell phone all day in the office.

Soram shrugged his shoulders as if to say his dereliction of duty wasn't just a day or two. He untied the knot of his sweatpants, ignoring Tae-un, who had closed his mouth again. Then he pulled the waistband and suddenly glared at Tae-un sharply.

"Hey, that's right. Alopecia is a relatively common symptom and has nothing to do with sexual function, it said."

"...Ha."

"As long as one has hair on the head, it's fine. You're not shying away because of that, are you?"

"That's... not it."

"Yeah. You did it just fine yesterday anyway."

"Jin Soram."

Tae-un grabbed the hand that was trying to finish taking off the sweatpants. Ugh, he's strong as always. Soram, who couldn't shake off the hand that wouldn't let go even after tapping his wrist, retorted discontentedly.

"What now?"

"Did you properly think about what I said yesterday?"

Tae-un had said that once they do it, he won't be able to treat Soram as just a friend or teammate. For life.

That might be a heavy confession in his own way, but Soram had seen the moment Tae-un's "life" ended three times. So even though the earnestness contained in his words resonated, the duration didn't feel distant to him.

"Yeah."

"But you still want to do it?"

"Yeah. I want to do it."

Soram, who had a faint smile, continued.

"To me, it's more important than saving the world."

In this life.

Soram added inwardly.

Even though it was a rare moment of sincerity he showed, the meaning couldn't be fully conveyed to Tae-un. Tae-un, who had been looking at the person in front of him, closed his eyes tightly and opened them.

"I got it. I'll do it, so get off."

Soram obediently moved to the side. Tae-un, who slowly sat up, took off his top just like Soram.

"Lie down."

Soram, who had never followed Tae-un's words as they were, immediately obeyed him this time. Soram dropped his back on the blanket with a thud without even putting his hands down.

Tae-un climbed on top of him. His large hand caressed Soram's bare body. From his chest to his collarbone, and then to his shoulders. The hot but slightly rough fingertips moved slowly, tracing the small scars on his body.

Eventually, the hand stopped at the nape of his neck. Tae-un cupped that spot with his palm, then stroked it down along the falling line.

Except for hospital treatment, Soram had never had anyone's hands touch his body. Even though it was a body that had received dozens and hundreds of rough blows, this ticklishness felt much more stimulating than that.

Tae-un, who had lowered his head over the flinching Soram, bared his teeth on the skin.

"Ugh."

The nape of his neck was lightly bitten between the upper and lower teeth. When a little more force was applied, a throbbing pain was felt.

Leaving a bite mark, the lips moved to the chin. The flesh next to the jawline was sucked into the mouth once more. As soon as he turned his head a little, his eyes met Tae-un's. His gaze deeply captured Soram's face and the marks he had left. The veins and bones on his clenched back of the hand stood out.

"Yeah. I don't think I can hold back any longer either."

Even as he said that, Tae-un still had a stiff expression.

"Lift your hips."

It was the same words he had heard the day before. When he lifted his butt off the bed, unlike yesterday, his underwear and pants were grabbed at once. The clothes passed through his thighs and knees and came out of his ankles.

Even with the lights off, both of them could see each other in detail just with the light from the living room. The lights outside were also bright on a night when summer was ripe. Tae-un spread Soram's thighs apart with his knees. The white legs moved without resistance like a doll, but they trembled the moment the private parts were fully exposed.

"Han Tae, ugh...!"

Tae-un grasped Soram's shaft and testicles between his legs together. As soon as the hand touched his penis, Soram reacted sensitively. Tae-un, who had kissed the inside of his thigh, put his lips on the shaft of the penis he had been stimulating with his hand.

"Ah, ugh..."

Soram closed his eyes. Breath touched below. Even when he tried to hold back his moans by biting his lips, they kept leaking through his teeth. He didn't know how he could already make contact with a man's penis without any reluctance, even though he said he had only become aware of it not long ago. Soram's white penis, which was being stimulated, gradually gained strength.

"Haa, that's right. Han Tae-un. Can you rummage through my pants pocket?"

Following his words, Tae-un took out a square box from the rummaged pocket. The surface of the small paper box had the number 0.02 written in large letters. It was a condom.

"I bought the biggest one from the pharmacy for now. If it doesn't fit, just do it without it."

Tae-un's expression finally changed. It was hard to tell if he was smiling or sighing, but the corners of his mouth wavered. Tae-un opened the box and took one out from inside, tearing the packaging.

"Spread your legs more. So your butt opens up."

"Hey, you, why are you saying it so explicitly?"

"It's not a situation to be euphemistic, is it?"

"..."

That's... true. Soram's lips pouted. Tae-un put the taken-out condom on his finger. It was a large-sized condom, so it went on loosely even on his thick finger.

While Tae-un was preparing, Soram also awkwardly grabbed and spread his buttocks. Seeing the exposed sight, Tae-un swallowed his breath.

"I also looked it up and it said it hurts. Relax."

"...What did you look up during work hours, ugh?"

Something slippery and cold touched between Soram's buttocks, a place he had never even been aware of in his long life. It pressed and moistened the closed spot.

"Hng... ugh."

The fingertip entered, opening the middle of the tightened wrinkles.

"Ah..."

Due to the posture with one leg raised, he could naturally turn his head. He felt an unfamiliar foreign sensation below. It wasn't any big stimulation like pain or heat, but since it was a sensation he had never felt before in his life, it was accompanied by a slight discomfort.

Soram let out a long breath on the blanket. The place that had never been used for sexual purposes was stiff and narrow even to his own feeling. Tae-un slowly dug inside as if widening the gap. The moving finger joints inside pressed against the inner walls that clung to the surroundings. The sensation that rose from there made his stomach churn up to below his navel.

"You can do it faster. With a 1st-grade body... it won't tear."

Tae-un stopped his action. He pulled his finger back a little from inside and said,

"You said you're using me as a partner, so why are you only telling me to do it quickly instead of making it feel good for you?"

"...Because it seems like you prefer it fast. You're... slow."

Soram hid his startled look and changed the subject. Tae-un pulled his finger out from inside. The hole shrank as soon as the hand came out.

"It's not that it doesn't matter if it hurts, but tell me if it does."

Tae-un put two fingers into the pulled-out condom this time and pushed them back inside. Whoo... Soram, who let out a long breath, gripped the blanket tightly. His knees, which had been trying to gather inward, hit Tae-un's body and stopped, then were spread apart again by his hands.

"Ugh, ugh...!"

His lower abdomen twitched.

"Relax your butt."

Tae-un's lowered voice was solemn as if he was having a conference, not sex, with the team leader lying in front of him. Tae-un pushed two fingers all the way in like before, then added one more.

"Heuk, ah...!"

Three fingers were quite thick after all. Along with the foreign sensation, a slight pain was also felt inside. However, this time, instead of just penetrating inside, the fingers went back and forth in the hole.

"Hng, hng, ugh, eugh."

In time with the entry and exit of the three fingers, the inside opened and tightened again. The gel smeared on the condom made squelching sounds as it went in and out.

"Ha... ah, ugh. Hng!"

Since Tae-un was almost silent, Soram's rough breathing and occasional exclamations were heard more clearly. Unable to endure the stimulation, Soram asked,

"Uh, when will it... be done?"