“…I told you not to interfere, but have you ever heard the saying ‘adding fuel to the fire’…?”Taeui murmured, his eyes narrowing to ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) slits. Ilrey laughed softly. Suddenly he reached out, toyed with Taeui’s ear, then gripped it and tugged. Taeui tilted his body and was pulled along by that pale, strong hand.He bit his lip. Ilrey bit down hard on Taeui’s lower lip—enough to sting but not draw blood—then tapped the closed lips with his tongue. “That hurts,” Taeui grumbled, yet opened his mouth willingly.How many days had it been? Ten, maybe.Whether after one day or ten, the feeling of being devoured never changed. But perhaps because Ilrey was so unpredictable, only when their bodies pressed together did Taeui truly feel the other’s presence.Maybe Ilrey thought the same: sometimes he’d refuse to let go of Taeui’s mouth as if to devour it, only muttering “confirmation complete” and releasing him just before he ran out of breath.Taeui chuckled at the memory. Even at this close range, he felt Ilrey raise an eyebrow in curiosity.“Oh, right. Don’t show it in front of that guy.”Ilrey, still licking Taeui’s wet lips, tilted his head. “Lieutenant Kim. Let’s not let him see us like this.”“…”Only then did their lips part. Taeui met the gaze falling from above.“Why? Is it embarrassing to flaunt your foreign gay lover?”“…How much Korean do you actually understand? Speak properly!”Ilrey’s dark eyes curved without answering. Taeui glared back, thinking Why should I explain this to you? There are so many funny details here. He clicked his tongue.“That bastard’s a homophobe. You heard him earlier—he kept calling you a faggot.”“I see. So you want to hide it?”“It’s not that! He’ll hear it too!”Taeui frowned at the thought.He didn’t mind if he fought that human weapon and ended up covered in blood, but he didn’t want Ilrey to receive homophobic slurs from that despicable man, even in words.Ilrey gazed at Taeui’s frown, then pressed his hand to smooth the crease between Taeui’s brows.“I don’t mind.”Of course you don’t. You’ve heard far worse insults and snapped necks without flinching. Would you care now? But…“I hate it.”Ilrey murmured something faintly, then smiled. His eyes lit up as if pleased.“Fine, Taei. We’ll keep it hidden. If you insist, I won’t object. …But”His gentle caress slowed, moving from Taeui’s forehead to his cheek and down his neck.…Uh oh. I have a bad feeling.Before Taeui could raise his head, Ilrey leaned over and bit Taeui’s neck, leaving a mark. A sharp gasp escaped him. Ilrey’s lips whispered at his ear.“Only in front of him. I have no intention of abstaining while I’m here. …See? Even now.”Ilrey swept Taeui’s arm and clasped it, drawing his hand to Ilrey’s groin. Feeling the bulge through fabric—though the hand was Taeui’s, the exploring was Ilrey’s—Taeui glared at the beer can in his other hand.I’m a fool. Trading my comfort for a beer.This man’s lower body had always been beastly, nothing new, but time and place mattered. Now the place was fine, but the timing was awful.“Training starts tomorrow, Ilrey.”“Right. Let’s have fun together for the next two weeks.”You’ll have fun—but I won’t!Taeui squeezed the bulge in his hand. If he gripped harder—he’d be the one in pain. He had enough sense for that.“I keep telling you, Ilrey Regrow. Your thing is not small.”“Thanks for the compliment.”Not a compliment, you bastard!Taeui nearly yanked at it but restrained himself, taking a breath.“After living with you for years, only I can handle you. No one else could!”“Exactly. That’s why I give it only to you. All yours.”Taeui thought: if he chose, this man could drive him insane with just his tongue.I need a different tactic: appeal to emotion.“Hey… it’s really too much… even I can barely function the next day after we’re done. Do you want to watch me collapse during training?”“You really torment me, Taei.”Ilrey sighed, almost disappointed. He unbuttoned his fly and pushed Taeui’s hand inside, not seeming to agonize.Taeui, standing stiff, gripping the warm length in his hand, heard Ilrey whisper in his ear.“You have to take responsibility, Taei.”“What responsibility?”“Unless you take all of me inside you, I can’t be satisfied—even if I cum. It feels cheap otherwise.”Ilrey’s low whisper as he licked Taei’s earlobe sounded dangerous.“What—”“Sometimes when I’m away on long jobs, I jerk off to your voice. Even if I empty myself three or four times and hold my breath, it’s never enough. To put it simply, it’s like working up a sweat, showering, then drinking lukewarm water instead of cold beer.”Ugh, that really sounds miserable.The metaphor hit home. But still—“Why is that my responsibility!”“You made me this way. Who told you to squeeze me to death every time? Who devoured me with your mouth?”“Hey, that’s—!! …!!!”Taei tried to shout but choked. He could only gasp, about to faint. Ilrey, looking down at him, curled a grin. He must have expected that reaction. He got crueller every day.“I’m not saying it’s entirely your fault, but you did make me like this.”No. I never contributed a speck to your twisted personality. I don’t care about your body.Taei glared at Ilrey’s kiss and sighed. Thinking back, Ilrey never gave anything without expecting something, especially in matters like this.“…Let’s compromise. What about your mouth? Until training ends.”Taei murmured, sliding his finger between their lips. Ilrey, slightly disgruntled, finally pulled away.“Your mouth… It’s not as tight as between your legs, but it’s warm and roomy enough to feel good.”“I’m not asking for a review…”Ilrey chuckled as Taei looked morose, then kissed the fingertip blocking his lips.“All right. UNHRDO training won’t be easy, so I’ll concede. We’ll compromise with my mouth.”“R-Really—”“But, every morning and evening. Until I’m satisfied.”“…”“And don’t spit. I won’t forgive a single drop lost.”“Hey!!”Taei shouted without meaning to.“Even if that was the original condition, why insist on swallowing it all!”He wouldn’t complain now—he’d shared his body with Ilrey for years. They’d already consumed at least a barrel’s worth of fluid each. But he could choose spit or swallow; why make it a rule?“I want to pour every drop of my cum inside you. Better if it’s inside, but…”“…”Taei was speechless at Ilrey’s calm words. So that was why he never used condoms? He’d thought it was simply lack of supplies.“Sometimes when I’m away, I consider collecting it in a bottle and making you drink it when I return.”“…You pervert…”Only a weak curse escaped him. Ilrey laughed softly. He didn’t protest, so he must know.Ilrey cupped Taei’s solemn face in both hands, lifting it. He spoke clearly:“You made me this way.”“It’s always my fault…”“No. I know I made my body like this because of you. It’s entirely your doing.”Ilrey smiled calmly, but his tone wasn’t joking. Taei had nothing to say.Yet it was true. Without Ilrey, he’d never have gotten used to this ridiculously large thing he could barely hold in one hand. He’d never have discovered his erogenous zones, never found tight fullness pleasurable.So the reverse is no surprise.Taei sighed. Damn.“Fine. Fine, Number 18.”Taei murmured. Ilrey’s eyes twinkled. “Why are you laughing?” Taei asked sulkily. Ilrey shook his head.“Shall we take tonight’s share now? —Taei.”Ilrey unbuttoned and drew out his erection, now stiffer and pointing upward. Taei, still unsettled, glared, then emptied his beer can in one gulp, set it down, and knelt.“…”The familiar taste of beer flooded his mouth once more.

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