Chapter 170

Soram's body was sensitive yet sturdy, somehow accommodating the clumsily wet thick fingers. Tae-un's sticky patience also played a part in this. The four tightly packed fingers waited for the inside to fully adapt before pulling out. The crevice repeatedly opened slightly, showing the inside.

"Now, I'm going to put it in."

Even Soram, who had been scolding him not to say everything out loud, nodded with a face mixed with tension and excitement at this moment. Taking advantage of the slightly opened gap, the glans was firmly pressed.

"Ah...!"

From the start, it showed a much bigger reaction than fingers. The hole he was watching carefully, afraid of hurting, gradually widened to match the diameter of the glans.

"Eut, aheu... heuu..."

"Ugh...!"

"Heuut!"

As the thickest part passed through, it slid in up to the start of the veined shaft. The surprised inside tightly squeezed the genitals. Tae-un closed his eyes tightly and exhaled a short breath.

It was tight. The problem was that he was getting more excited despite this. The contact surface between his genitals and the inner wall was becoming increasingly snug.

Starting to move his hips was half instinct. He wanted to bury himself as much as possible in the hot sensation felt at the front of his genitals. As he moved to thrust his genitals in, Soram, who had been shaking and trembling, grabbed and kneaded his own excited genitals. This immediately became a catalyst for Tae-un.

"Jin Soram, ugh, you too, haah, feel good, right?"

"Heu, eu! Ah...!"

"Answer me. Okay?"

Tae-un bit the nape of his neck while firmly pressing his genitals inward. His shoulders tensed up tightly. Haah, ha. Soram's white chest rose and fell before he opened his eyes.

"To be honest, huu, of course... it hurts, you idiot, heu."

"...Does it hurt?"

"Listen to the end. But, it feels good. The more excited you get, it feels better and better, so hurry and continue."

Soram grabbed Tae-un's face sharply.

"To prevent nonsense."

And their lips were blocked. From kissing so much earlier, their lips were now a bit numb. But he liked all the traces left on his body like that.

As he moved his hips while pressed close like that, Soram, who ran out of breath first, separated his lips. Instead, he tightly hugged Tae-un's neck and panted.

"Heu, eung... heut, ah, aheu, ah..."

"Jin Soram..."

It felt good. Good enough to erase everything from his mind - the Great Rift, the end of life, all of it. Tae-un wrapped his hand over Soram's hand that was masturbating while moving.

"Heueuk!"

Soram straightened his waist stiffly and twisted his head. Thin liquid that suddenly leaked stained his hand too. Taking advantage of the relaxation as the tension eased, Tae-un's thing dug in deeply.

"Haah, now, almost, all, in..."

"The size, really, eut, too, unconscionable, isn't it, heuik!"

His widely spread buttocks twitched. Soram closed his eyes again and tilted his head back. His waist moved in rhythm with Tae-un's pace. His hands kept struggling behind his back as if wishing for the heat of excitement to be taken away. But Tae-un, also an inexperienced beginner, was surrounded by an even greater heat.

"Ah, heuah, heup, ah, ah, Han, Taeu, heu, ah!"

Their movements became intense. Now even the sound of flesh rubbing against flesh sounded close to puk! peureok! Soram's knees came up to chest height with his legs spread wide, and Tae-un occupied the space between.

They were equally clumsy, like the breathless kisses they had shared as if racing. Because of this, when their excitement was fully heightened, they couldn't hide their desires at all. Tae-un kissed Soram's nape, jaw, and cheeks while trying to insert his genitals deeper inside, and Soram hugged him tighter, digging his fingertips into his back. His spread legs had wrapped around Tae-un's waist before he knew it.

Every movement was a fierce impulse. Tae-un felt his heart ache even in the midst of this. He had thought these emotions would only flow from him forever, but he clearly felt that Soram wanted him in his actions.

"Heu, Han Tae-un, ah, heuah."

He wanted to stuff him into his mind and keep him forever just the same. He could guarantee that he loved Soram more than anyone else in the world. But...

Why do I have to lose you?

"Soram-ah, Jin Soram. Ugh, haah."

"Aah!"

In the end, Soram ejaculated first. Because his waist and buttocks were lifted up, the semen fell on his stomach and some splattered up to his chest. Tae-un's excitement was at its limit too. He thrust into the inside so hard that the genitals ejaculating semen shook. And when he tried to pull out his genitals, Soram's legs, which had lost strength after ejaculation, wrapped around his waist again. He cupped Tae-un's cheeks with his hands, giving a languid smile.

"Do it inside. Idiot."

"...!"

Tae-un was immediately defeated without putting up a decent resistance. Semen shot into the warm inside.

"Keuk..."

In that moment drenched in excitement, Soram tightly hugged Tae-un's shoulders with both arms. Through the channel created as excitement surged to the tips of his hair, the sorrow that had been barely holding on finally burst. Pretending to endure the afterglow of ejaculation, Tae-un dropped his head on Soram's shoulder and didn't lift it. But soon vibrations started in his body, surely giving him away.

Soon, Soram's hand silently came down to his back, tuk, tuk.

Tae-un bit his inner lip firmly.

Why does it have to end here?

I actually don't want to erase you from my mind.

Don't go to a place where I'm not.

Because it was the path he had chosen himself, he couldn't bring himself to say these words out loud. They were words he absolutely couldn't let Soram hear.

Instead, he smiled his best. Soram did the same. They desperately lifted their lips and looked at each other. Smiling, they rubbed their reddened noses together. It was the happiest moment of being connected and understanding each other with the person they loved. Tears flowed down their smiling cheeks.

***

"Is your body okay?"

"Yeah."

Though it seemed they had engaged in quite intense activity, his body felt rather light. Dawn was breaking outside the window. When they had entered the bedroom, he had thought the outside sounds were unusually inaudible, but sound-absorbing tiles were attached to the wall. Now that light was coming in, he could see them more clearly.

"When did you think I'd come here again..."

"I put them up when the delivery came. I couldn't throw them away, you know."

It was a day of many meaningless laughs. Soram touched the wall. It felt like something warm and bright was rubbing off.

"Come to think of it, I think I liked this place from the start."

The blanket laid out soft and thick with many layers, the post-it notes stuck all over, and the sound-absorbing tiles covering the walls densely. The whole time he was here, Soram had been surrounded by affectionate consideration. Realizing this now, he liked it even more than at first.

Though he was a very, very kind person... whoever meets Han Tae-un in the next life will have quite a hard time. Because this kindness and consideration will delay progress to a terrifying degree. Even now, Soram had managed to have intercourse with him only by using the excuse that this time was the last.

It might be better to pounce on him and have sex first before getting caught if feelings develop for Tae-un. Because he gets even slower when he thinks emotions are entangled. While thinking various thoughts and staring blankly at Tae-un, Soram soon met Tae-un's puzzled gaze and just smiled. Whatever he does, he'll probably be better than me.

"Ah, we just used water while showering. Is that okay? We won't be discovered being here, right?"

"Your parents probably already know we came into the annex. ...They're just pretending not to know. Like the director."

It was already time for the news of two 1st-grades who had fled at the point when dungeons were rampaging to have been reported. The fact that pursuers hadn't come yet was probably because Director Park Jae-seon was keeping silent and not taking action.

The intentions felt from Tae-un's parents and Park Jae-seon were all the same. They wanted to hide them, to protect them from getting hurt.

Soram had only seen Tae-un's parents for a very brief moment. At that time, the voice defending Tae-un and confronting the headquarters people had been impressive, and after Tae-un came to the headquarters, he had met them indirectly through the fruits or crops that arrived occasionally. Because the packages containing potatoes or corn that Tae-un didn't eat well came with messages saying "Make lots of friends."

Was what the director had given him of the same meaning?

He had thought he would never have family in his life, but was the director like family to him?

"Still, we don't have much time."

"I know."

No matter how much they protected them with silence, there were more people who could guess where Soram and Tae-un had fled to. Or the calamity might not hold out and approach here. Either way, the time for Tae-un to focus entirely on Soram and use his ability was running short.

Soram, who had been closing his eyes for a moment, opened them slowly. Tae-un was still in front of him.

"I've chosen."

"Tell me."

"...The first, the seventh, and the nineteenth just before."

Tae-un didn't bother to ask the reason.

The two came down from the bed. Soram remembered this place where they sat facing each other. It was where Tae-un had brought him out when he had fled under the blanket to escape the sound of cows mooing.

It was the very place where the door to the magic castle that would hide him from frightening memories had opened.

"Listen well, Jin Soram."

Tae-un's outstretched hand brushed down his hair.

"You won't die from getting cursed at a bit. Don't pay attention to the voices of people who talk without knowing you. Don't do things you don't want to do."

"Didn't you say before that we shouldn't do that to adults?"

"There's no one older than you there. Ignore them."

Haha. Laughter leaked out. It was a request completely opposite to Han Tae-un's own personality. Still, Tae-un added, "Except for the director."

"You've already been through hard times, and you'll fight hard there too, so you don't need to be an ideal hero. Just eat food you like, watch things you like, just live like that."

"..."

"If you're too scared and alone, just go to sleep. Sleep without dreaming any dreams."

"...I'm good at that."

Even in this life, he had often deliberately released his ability to fall asleep as if fainting. He was confident in covering his eyes and ears and running away from things to come.

Tae-un's fingers passed through his hair with a rustling sound. It felt good to feel the body temperature slightly higher than Soram's own brushing by. After feeling the touch in silence for a long time, he opened his lips.

"Is the nagging over?"

"Yeah, it's really over now."

"..."

"It's really the end. You've suffered listening to it all through this life."