Matching Rate, Uncomfortably Perfect

Jaeyoung flinched when the feverish heat surging at his fingertips reached him.

But he quickly began to explore Saheon’s upper body instead, working to untangle the energy knotted inside him.

Compared to when they only kissed, the energy loosened at a pace that was impossible to compare.

The guiding method had changed after they signed the contract.

When Saheon first suggested it, Jaeyoung had been horrified.

But once they actually tried it, it was not only easier and faster, it also placed far less strain on Jaeyoung’s ability.

Pulled forward by the force tugging at his hips, Jaeyoung was drawn snugly into Saheon’s arms.

He tilted his head and breathed his energy into the narrow gap between their locked lips.

The power that crossed into Saheon gently soothed the violently surging energy inside him.

“Ha…”

As the pain rapidly subsided, Saheon let out a satisfied groan from deep in his throat.

With a touch similar to his own energy, Jaeyoung traced the sharp line of Saheon’s jaw.

He could feel the firm muscle twitch beneath his palm.

“Uh, mm… don’t bite.”

When the now-calmed Saheon lightly nipped his lip without hurting him, Jaeyoung pushed at his chest.

At the rebellious gesture, a crease formed between Saheon’s brows.

“If my lips swell, everyone will notice.”

Jaeyoung whispered shyly, his lips slick with saliva.

The blush blooming across his cheeks was tempting enough to make one want to bite.

It wasn’t an unreasonable request.

Saheon willingly held back his teeth.

Instead, he pressed his lips into the space between Jaeyoung’s, pushing forward.

But again, Jaeyoung made a sharp “Hah!” sound and pulled his head back.

“This too is kind of…”

With hardened eyes, Jaeyoung tucked his lips inward, hiding them.

“Where did the cute kid who was sulking go?”

Saheon growled fiercely, gripping Jaeyoung’s chin as if he might devour him.

“No, hyung, you’re just too much…”

Jaeyoung laughed awkwardly with an apologetic face, then suddenly brightened as if struck by a good idea.

“I’ll do it!”

But at that confident declaration, Saheon’s expression immediately soured.

“When you do it, it’s frustrating.”

At the careless remark, Jaeyoung stuck his lips out.

He could’ve at least lied and comforted him.

“No, how can guiding be frustrating!”

Only then did the truth he’d overlooked due to his sulking surface in his mind.

The guiding Jaeyoung had allowed only went as far as kissing.

Saheon stared at him blankly, as if asking what the problem was.

“If you touch me like that, isn’t it natural to get hard?”

In truth, Jaeyoung did feel something whenever he guided.

They’d just both known it and chosen not to say anything.

“If you don’t like it, then let’s stop here and you can leave.”

Having to shoulder even the embarrassment Saheon should’ve felt felt deeply unfair.

Pouting, Jaeyoung pulled his hands away and leaned back.

Saheon frowned and looked at him steadily.

Jaeyoung pressed his lips together, trying not to show his nerves.

“Do whatever you want.”

Saheon finally lowered the hand that had been cradling the back of Jaeyoung’s head to his waist and interlaced their fingers.

It was a clear declaration that he wouldn’t do anything.

“Hyung, you can’t even move your tongue.”

Thinking he’d won, Jaeyoung’s face lit up.

He immediately cupped Saheon’s face with both hands and pressed their lips together.

Perhaps because he’d learned kissing from Saheon, Jaeyoung had developed a habit of gently chewing and mouthing lips.

Saheon lightly swept his tongue across those lips, savoring a kiss as innocent as a child’s peck.

This kind of unhurried pace wasn’t bad at all.

At some point, Jaeyoung felt his body tipping forward.

Because everything had progressed so slowly, he hadn’t noticed, but Saheon’s back was already more than halfway against the bed.

“It’s because I’m tired.”

Seeing Jaeyoung’s suspicious look, Saheon offered the excuse.

Then he fully lay back against the bed.

Jaeyoung averted his eyes and pressed his lips to Saheon’s again.

Having seen Saheon on the screen just moments before being here, it was obvious he’d come straight home the moment things settled at the site.

Gradually, Jaeyoung’s body melted into languor.

Leaning against Saheon’s body as he lay flat, Jaeyoung continued to stroke him.

Through their touching chests, he could hear a steady heartbeat.

Even the sound of their tongues brushing together felt like a lullaby.

It felt as if his body were floating, light as if on clouds.

Then a slick tongue wrapped around Jaeyoung’s, tugging as if urging him to wake up.

Like someone jolting awake from sleep, Jaeyoung instinctively welcomed the invading tongue.

As if to prove he hadn’t dozed off.

Saheon let out a low chuckle, as though he knew everything.

Embarrassed, Jaeyoung shifted to adjust his posture, then widened his eyes.

Lifting his head without thinking, he met Saheon’s gaze.

“Uh, well… should we stop now?”

Jaeyoung said with an awkward smile.

Saheon’s eyes narrowed, measuring him.

That look aside, the discomfort below his waist was unbearable.

“Shouldn’t we do a little more?”

Saheon murmured softly, almost a whisper.

“Hh! Ah, wait—”

Startled by the heavy pressure, Jaeyoung couldn’t hide his fluster.

Afraid a lewd sound might slip out, he covered his mouth with both hands.

“The others are right next door.”

Hearing his reason for refusal, Saheon pulled back and looked at him with incredulity.

Jaeyoung slowly pushed himself upright, kneeling.

Saheon followed, lifting his upper body as well.

“Fine, then open your mouth.”

Speaking as if he were indulging him, Saheon rubbed Jaeyoung’s lips with his thumb.

Those lips parted easily, without any thought of resistance.

Smiling in satisfaction, Saheon tapped the revealed teeth lightly.

Jaeyoung obediently allowed the intrusion.

The finger that slid in pressed firmly against his tongue, stimulating it.

A spine-tingling heat slowly bloomed.

‘No, why fingers… Is this still kissing? It’s just fingers, so is it okay? Isn’t this a bit weird?’

Even as his thoughts spun in confusion, Saheon’s finger didn’t stop.

The saliva pooling in his mouth quickly became overwhelming.

Jaeyoung swallowed hard.

Only then did he snap back to his senses and bite down on the finger.

‘Is this much okay to fight back?’

Holding his breath, Jaeyoung cautiously watched Saheon’s reaction.

“You know how to get me going. You’ve really grown up.”

Saheon’s lips curled upward.

Contrary to Jaeyoung’s worries, he looked pleased.

Though it seemed he was misunderstanding something.

The atmosphere was starting to feel strange, and his face was burning too much to stay any longer.

Thinking this was enough, Jaeyoung stood up.

“Then I’ll go to Haewoon’s room—”

But Jaeyoung couldn’t even take a single step off the bed.

Dragged back by a powerful force, he was seated on Saheon’s thigh.

“I told you it wasn’t enough yet.”

Saheon cupped the back of Jaeyoung’s head and pulled him down toward his lips.

Their bodies pressed together without any gap, and it made Jaeyoung hyper-aware of everything.

“Ungh.”

The moment their lips touched, Saheon devoured him greedily.

The tongue that plunged in forcefully stirred Jaeyoung’s mouth roughly.

When he tried to push away, suffocating, Saheon sensed it first, briefly pulling back before shifting angles and diving in deeper.

The discomfort quickly vanished.

“Hh, ah…”

Pulling his tongue out, Saheon slowly licked Jaeyoung’s lower lip.

His head spun, perhaps from lack of air after such a long kiss.

Panting, Jaeyoung clung to Saheon’s neck and rocked his hips unconsciously.

A heat-filled hand explored his waist and slid downward.

Even when Saheon grabbed one cheek and pulled him closer, Jaeyoung couldn’t think.

No, he wasn’t capable of thinking.

Their lower bodies pressed together, and he could feel hard, uneven abdominal muscles.

Flashes of light seemed to explode in his mind, and he twisted, unable to endure it.

Saheon’s diligent hands were busy sweeping over Jaeyoung from top to bottom.

Under those lewd touches, the heat inside him swelled endlessly.

“Ha…”

Sweat soaked into Jaeyoung’s palm as it wrapped around Saheon’s nape.

He tightened his grip, clinging closer despite his slipping hands.

As Saheon’s tongue pulled away, Jaeyoung’s followed instinctively, the two tangling in midair.

Wet sounds echoed endlessly as their tongues rubbed together.

Jaeyoung stared blankly at the thin line connecting them, then met Saheon’s eyes.

The heat flickering in their pupils was the same.

“Kim Jaeyoung.”

Saheon’s voice was low and rough, like someone just waking from sleep.

He slowly kneaded the nape of Jaeyoung’s neck.

Their trembling breaths drew closer.

“Hah, hyung… this is weird.”

Jaeyoung spoke with a face on the verge of tears.

With kisses this deep, it was probably natural for his body to heat up.

But even taking that into account, it was too fast.

“That’s because you’re a Guide and I’m an Esper.”

“And our matching rate is high.”

Saheon said quietly, letting out a long breath, pressing his forehead against Jaeyoung’s.

“Does that mean I’ll feel this way every time I guide?”

If he got aroused by just anyone, wouldn’t that make him no better than a beast?

Jaeyoung frowned deeply.

This was the first time since becoming a Guide that he’d felt such resistance.

“Because you’re S-class, it won’t be easy.”

Saheon reassured him.

He explained that a Guide would never be swayed by a lower-ranked Esper.

Just like that, Jaeyoung’s worries melted away.

He’d thought rank didn’t matter much, but if that could be controlled, it was a relief.

“But with you, hyung…”

Jaeyoung couldn’t bring himself to finish the sentence.

Was it because they were both S-class?

“Matching rate.”

There was no S-class Esper like Saheon in South Korea, and such a matching rate was rare as well.

Meaning that with anyone other than Saheon, he wouldn’t be losing his head like this.

“That’s a relief.”

A smile spread across Jaeyoung’s face as his tension fully eased.

Saheon looked at him with an unreadable gaze.

“And I’m fine with that?”

At the meaningful question, Jaeyoung’s shoulders twitched.

After a moment’s thought, he nodded.

It was strange that skinship felt so natural with someone he wasn’t even that close to.

‘Is it because he’s my first?’

Or maybe because Saheon didn’t harbor any sordid intentions toward him.

Pleased with the answer, Saheon gently stroked Jaeyoung’s back.

“You won’t ever be guiding another Esper anyway.”

Jaeyoung smiled, looking deeply relieved.

When he lifted his head, their lips met again.

At that moment, Saheon shot the door an openly displeased look.

Jaeyoung followed his gaze and slowly turned his head.

The door was open just enough for one foot to slip through.

Between the gap, startled eyes met theirs.

“No, f*ck, what am I even—”

Haewoon rubbed his eyes with an incredulous expression.

As the door opened wider, Jaeyoung’s figure straddling Saheon was revealed in full.