By Zephyria 
The air, which had fallen silent, was now humid. Though the back of his head had hit the floor as he fell, the sheer presence of Tae-un pressing down on him as if covering his entire body made the minor pain barely noticeable.
Tae-un’s face, which he could finally see clearly, was heavily distorted. Even though the pain should have lessened as the magical energy was purified, his expression looked more strained than when he had been unconscious.
“……Haah.”
Rough, heaving breaths poured downward. It was a strange sensation; although Tae-un was pinning his wrists to the floor as if he might crush them at any moment, there was almost no sense of pressure. Kim Si-baek tried moving his fingers slightly. Tae-un’s grip loosened very easily. And here he was, talking about a dog in heat.
He knew it would be like this since the senses had become hypersensitive. Nevertheless, he had performed the purification because Tae-un’s condition was poor, and because he himself wasn’t entirely sure—how he would feel when facing those desires head-on.
He lifted his freed hand and brought it to Tae-un’s cheek. Just as the sweat-drenched skin seemed to tremble violently, Tae-un grabbed the hand roughly. Like a child who didn’t know what to do next, he wandered clumsily before biting down on the fingertip.
“Ugh.”
As soon as the finger was sucked into the moist mouth, firm teeth nibbled at the tip. He pressed his teeth as if he might bite through the nail, then a wet piece of flesh flickered, licking it. The squelching sound of the licking splashed as if it were happening right next to his ear.
The sensations in the fingers, where the fine nerves are concentrated, stood on edge with a shiver. When the finger trapped in the mouth wriggled, Tae-un instead swallowed it deeper and pushed out his tongue. The red tongue flickered greedily, poking the thin skin between the fingers with its tip.
It was the fingers being licked, yet the tingling sensation sent shivers across the skin of his entire body. His throat constricted once, and dry saliva slid down his neck. Only then did Kim Si-baek realize that his throat was so dry it felt scratchy.
This was an act he had never expected to engage in with Tae-un. Unlike the kiss he had been caught in unexpectedly, this was an act Kim Si-baek was consciously aware of. That said, if asked whether he felt unpleasant or a sense of rejection…
Kim Si-baek moved the finger Tae-un had swallowed. When he scratched the rough surface of the tongue with his nail, a deep, growling groan echoed from within Tae-un’s throat.
“……How does it feel right now?”
“It feels like my entire body has become an erogenous zone.”
Tae-un exhaled a hot breath, his hypersensitive, flushed senses refusing to subside.
“Your breathing feels like it’s biting my ear, and just the touch of your body heat makes the blood rush… ah, fuck. Hyung, wait. Just a second.”
Tae-un, twisting his upper body in agony, leaned down deeply. A weight shifted onto his upper body as if he were about to pounce, but that was all. Tae-un rubbed his damp forehead against the nape of Kim Si-baek’s neck and inhaled his scent deeply.
Just as Kim Si-baek was struggling to understand the behavior, he heard the sound of a zipper sliding down. He flinched reflexively, but it wasn’t the zipper of his own pants.
“Hng…”
Tae-un, with his face buried deep in Kim Si-baek’s neck and shoulder, was lowering the zipper of his own pants. Even though Kim Si-baek’s hand had only stayed on his skin for a short while, as soon as the underwear was pulled down, he felt the erect genitals thud against his abdomen.
Kim Si-baek gasped. The moment the glans touched his abdomen, Tae-un wrapped his hand around his own member and the weight vanished, but the lingering heat from that brief contact remained, pressing heavily against his stomach.
The sensation was so unfamiliar and intense that he tilted his head back and panted. Perhaps misunderstanding that Kim Si-baek was trying to pull away, Tae-un clung to him, hugging his shoulder with his other hand and rubbing his buried face.
“Hyung, just a moment. Just a moment… I’ll finish quickly, ngh…”
The sound of friction between their crotches echoed breathlessly from below. And a desire and heat deeper than that surged, pressing down on Kim Si-baek. If he had heard the sentence “Tae-un knocked him down, climbed on top of him, and masturbated” a short while ago, would he have even been able to comprehend it? Kim Si-baek closed his eyes, receiving the desire Tae-un was pouring out through the gap he himself had created.
With his vision blocked, other senses became even more acute, though not as much as Tae-un’s. The sound of a palm rapidly stroking a thick member. The evidence of skin becoming slick and wet. The fishy scent beginning to spread. The rough breathing being bitten through the teeth. The groans echoing painfully in the throat. The pressure of the heated air. A tongue moistening parched lips. His own tongue. Dry saliva swallowing down a parched throat over and over. A throat so scratchy it almost stung. Whose were the groans and shallow breaths? They didn’t belong to Tae-un alone.
Suddenly, the fishy scent grew thick, and Tae-un let out a great, ragged breath. Only then did the hypersensitive senses seem to slowly subside; he heaved his shoulders and lifted his gaze.
“……Hyung.”
His black pupils wavered unstabley, yet he stared straight ahead. As if not denying the desire he had unleashed as he pleased.
“Do you hate me now?”
Kim Si-baek remained silent, pressing his face with both palms and catching his breath. It was fortunate that Tae-un had lifted his lower body to masturbate. For a while, Tae-un wouldn’t know that Kim Si-baek had also reacted while feeling him masturbate.
After observing Kim Si-baek, who was swallowing his words, Tae-un rubbed his face against the back of Kim Si-baek’s hand as if acting spoiled. The sensation of the fine hair, disheveled by sweat, brushing against the skin suddenly felt like a stimulus, and Kim Si-baek took a deep breath.
“……Let’s continue the treatment next time.”
He slowly rubbed Tae-un’s lips with the finger that had been bitten. Whether this was a sufficient answer, Tae-un kissed the fingertip, his eyes curving softly.
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One of the easiest ways to disarm someone driven into a corner is to provide them with food, clothing, and shelter. A warm platter of jokbal, just delivered, was set before Edokus, who had become a fugitive with nowhere to go, but he did not lower his guard.
‘Do I look like an ordinary human to you?’
To him, human food was not only unnecessary but failed to provide any satisfaction. Above all, there was a great anxiety that it might be poisoned.
Since he was being hunted, he had followed for now, but the man shrugged his shoulders in front of the prickly Edokus.
“If you don’t want to eat, then whatever.”
“……Who are you?”
Edokus, responding sharply, recalled his current state—having fallen to the level of an ordinary human—and belatedly added formal language.
“Yo?”
“That is what I want to ask. I can feel the same magical energy as mine coming from you. It was surprising that you don’t hide your magical energy like a typical magical beast.”
The man held out his hand as if inviting him to check. Edokus, rolling his eyes, placed his hand lightly on the man’s skin since he didn’t look like an Awakened. Soon, the eyes hidden behind the sunglasses widened. Though faint, there was magical energy inherent in the man.
“How?”
Actually, at first, he hadn’t considered controlling the man like Na Jeong-woo. It would shave off a chunk of his already scarce magical energy, but it would be better than dying.
However, a cross necklace hung around the man’s neck. A symbol of faith he had learned about in this world. With his weakened power, he could not deceive a believer with steadfast faith.
“Are you a seed bearer? Are you?”
“What is a seed bearer?”
Edokus once again realized the severe lack of understanding regarding chaos on Earth and began his explanation. Sentences about other worlds, magical beasts, gods, and chaos floated in the air for a long time, and the man, who identified himself as Gu Yeong-min, nodded.
“In short, you’re saying you’ve traveled dimensions.”
“You believe me right away? ……Do you?”
“It’s a world where magical beasts appear; dimensional travel is possible. More importantly, you don’t seem very good at formal speech, so just speak comfortably.”
Gu Yeong-min thought for a moment before continuing.
“Hmm, you call that person the chaos grand warrior. I don’t know exactly who it is, but I have received a kind of revelation.”
“How can you be a seed bearer if you go to church? You’re even wearing a necklace.”
“It’s fashion.”
“…….”
Edokus, unable to comprehend how those without faith would wear religious symbols lightly as fashion, stood with his mouth agape before finally regaining his composure.
“……So, what revelation did you receive?”
It was a question thrown out with the intention of finding out who served chaos on Earth so he could either flee far away or beg for his life.
The eyes of the ordinary-looking Gu Yeong-min were suddenly drenched in a deep hatred toward humans.
“I saw Him, in the form of a black boy.”