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… What the hell is going on?
[Friend, I believe you should let this Braun take over for a bit.]
“Mr. Roe Deer.”
[A brute seems to be taking advantage of a sensitive situation. If you just close your eyes and count, this Braun can-]
Braun’s voice faded out of my mind as a heated breath puffed from my lips, directly onto the snout of Squad Leader Lee Jaheon. His face far too close, his blown out pupils boring into my face. The full moon sat directly above him, creating a haunting halo for his glistening scales. His tongue lulled out of his parted lips and tickled against my cheek. My body was hot, far far too hot.
Lee Jaheon had me pinned against the sidewalk, his gloved hands pressing down upon my shoulders. His knees bracketed my thighs with his ankles coming back to dig into my shins, keeping me flush against the concrete.
‘He could hold me in place with just his pinky; this is a bit excessive.’
The thought came and went by quickly, the warmth swirling in my chest and forcing my breath to continue unevenly. My hands trembled as I gripped his sleeves.
“Mr. Roe Deer.” He called to me again. My eyes flicked to his lips, they seemed to move in slow motion. Why were we being affected like this?
I gulped around the lump in my throat. His pupils followed the motion. “S-Section Chief.” My throat was constricted; his name came out in a hoarse whisper. His head tilted to the side. His knees pressed in against my thighs.
“The specifications of this Darkness… Repeat them.” His voice was low, a rumble from deep within his chest. A shiver shook through me.
“Ah…” The Darkness… It should have been just a D-Grade that only caused issues for… for… I had to turn my head away, eyes trying to look at anything other than the chief. Hell, this was teaching me things about myself that I never wanted to know. I wet my dry lips before attempting to answer. “The, um, Darkness is entered by a minimum of two adults holding hands and looking into each other's eyes when the clock strikes midnight…” I took a shaky breath. I could feel the Lizard’s chilled skin even through our layers of clothing. It did nothing to help my heated skin, it only felt like frostburn. Was I burning him in return? “It requires walking down the sidewalk, but if… if the two are compatible then…”
“Define compatible in this sense.” The grip on my shoulders tightened and I controlled a wince.
“... Romantically. Sexually. Sir.” I grit my teeth, my already red face burning heavier. Out of all the people in the Company, I thought I would have the least chance of occurrence with the Squad Leader, even if not for the fact of my own feelings, then for his. And yet, here we were.
“And when the two are compatible?”
“An intense magnetism between the two… And… a magnification of… senses…”
“And the way to leave the Darkness?”
“Tension… relief…”
“... I see.”
…
…
My heart jolted as gloved hands cupped my face, impossibly gentle as they shifted me back. Lee Jaheon leaned forward and I flinched, eyes fluttering shut. His breath was suddenly on my ear and his voice blowing directly into me.
“What should I do?”
A shaky sigh escaped me. It is just another Darkness, it is just another part of the job, just… release tension with your former boss! Easy! Nothing strange about it!
“Kiss me.”
‘I can hear the HR write up being typed at this very moment…’
A freezing, rough texture pressed into my lips. Shivers rippled down my spine as fingers curled into my hair. A dull pain reverberated, but the wave of pleasure washed it away. It was completely different from any kiss I could remember, but I suppose that’s what happens when you have your first kiss with a lizard. In the few times I had pictured how kissing him would feel, I always thought I would feel revolted by the texture, the temperature, the force… but the pressure was so soft, the texture and chill so… Lee Jaheon, that I felt my heart racing and my soul erupt into butterflies. Yes, a grown man experiencing butterflies like he is a kid with his first crush.
‘The Darkness must be causing this.’
I shakingly move my hands to his face, running my fingers over the scales of his cheek. Every bump and ridge under my fingertips felt familiar, though this was the first time I have touched them. His skin shook under my touch. The Section Chief had to reciprocate for this to occur, right?
I parted my lips and ran my tongue over the raised edges of his mouth. I expected him to react and respond. I felt a flutter of movement, but his lips stayed closed. Why wasn’t he doing more? Was this all he wanted? Was this the only tension he experienced, a simple press of lips?
“What else should I do?” He mumbled against me. I peered through a small slit between my lashes and saw his eyes heavily lidded. So he was still having some form of reaction? I rubbed my thumb over his cheeks. Was he waiting for more instructions?
“...Whatever you want. The tension relief is for whatever you feel the need to relieve.” I pressed another kiss against him. In the archive, it was usually a deep kiss, sometimes more intimate, sometimes a hug, even just a deep conversation. It depended on how the writer wanted the characters to interact. It was used by the fandom more than the official wiki. It literally was described as just ‘whatever the characters need to get relief.’
“…” Lee Jaheon leaned into the kiss, seeming to think about what sort of desires he had. What he as an individual felt. What sort of tension did he have with me? There were many moments in the past where I felt like he wanted to reach out to me, the small twitch of his hand or the raising of an arm, but he always seemed to think - or be told- better about it. I surely wouldn’t normally cross this barrier. But for a Darkness… it was being compelled from me, simply.
My fingers roamed over his cheek again, pushing to the back of his head, through the strange spikes, and pulling him closer. My tongue sat unsatisfied back in my mouth, meeting such resistance against him was embarrassing.
“… Mr. Roe Deer…” The Lizard’s voice is a bit hoarse. I hummed in acknowledgement, kissing the tip of his snout. “Do I have your permission to touch you?”
A shiver rolled down my spine. How much touching? A small bit of apprehension was swallowed by the thrill of getting to learn just how much Lee Jaheon wanted to touch me.
“Yes.” I breathed out. I jolted as cold gloved hands instantly tugged my dress shirt out of my pants and dove under. Trembles ricocheted through me as his palms drifted from my stomach to my back until his arms wrapped around me and lifted me off the concrete. He pulled me in a tight hug, barely leaving me enough room to breathe. He pulled away from my lips and sat back onto his legs. He set me upon his thighs and pressed our chests together, his head dipping down into the crook of my neck to nuzzle lightly.
He shuffled under my shirt, removing his gloves so the entirety of his icy palms pressed against my overheated skin. After a second of hesitation, I moved my arms over his shoulders to return the hug. I leaned my head against his, my breath still puffing unevenly. I felt stings of electricity on every inch that we collided.
A hug..? A kiss and a hug? That was what Lee Jaheon desired? A bit of shame and guilt bubbled within me. As the Darkness continued, it would inform the victims of their deepest desires, of the tensions they truly needed to have released. And I…
My teeth grazed the Section Chief’s neck. For the first time in any of Their lives, Lee Jaheon flinched in surprise. I ran my tongue where scales met flesh half way down his neck and felt the lizard’s arms circle tighter around me.
“Tell me to stop at any time.” I breathed against him, unable to stop myself on my own. I needed my mouth on his pale skin. My tongue moved up his neck again and I could have sworn I saw a shiver go through him.
“…yes.” Came the breathy reply. Then after a beat, his fingers pressed into my back hard enough to leave bruises. “Continue.” I keen silently at the pain, the feeling being exponentially multiplied into sheer pleasure. My hands pushed back up his head, through the malleable spikes that poked outwards and let my teeth meet him again. This time with more force. A heavy exhale blew over my neck and my shivers started up again, as well as his roaming hands.
“… Mr. Roe Deer…”
“Yes?” I asked, tongue laving at the pink mark I had left on his ghostly white skin.
A rumble went up through his throat, his hands curling around my hips. “Mr. Roe Deer…” I pull one of my hands away from his head to tug at his collar, moving it aside just enough to reveal a prominent collarbone. I sink my teeth into the flesh just above, the coolness causing me to jerk, but I clench my jaw around him.
The rumble grows within the lizard. The bruising pressure returns, now leaving marks on my lower back. I gasp into my bite. His fingers dig into me, a slight tremble in his grasp as if he’s trying to hold back. He could easily break me in half- no, I don’t want such a thing to happen. And the moan I released at the thought was because of the pleasure and pain, nothing more.
“Mr. Roe Deer…”
He keeps calling my name. In that deep, monotone voice but a sense of desire sounds just beneath the surface. A hug and a kiss and being able to call my name…
“Don’t you want more?” My voice comes out as more of a whine and a moment of clarity allows me to feel mortified.
“Yes.” Comes the choked reply, burning tight in my gut. The most emotion Lee Jaheon has ever given in his voice. The clarity is fogged over.
Encouraged, I nip at his collarbone again. “Tell me what you want, Section Chief…” After a brief pause, I run my fingers over his spikes again. “... Or show me. I’ll tell you if I don’t like it.”
Yet another shiver goes through me as Lee Jaheon’s face rubs against my neck. He lets out a low hum and his thumbs circle over my hips. Leaving streaks of ice in his wake.
“... We need to in order to get out of the Darkness… Sir…” I added with a kiss to the side of his Adam's apple. What if he doesn’t have any such desires? Could he be such a blank slate that the Darkness activated from my own inclinations alone? Am I just forcing myself onto my-
RIIIIIP
“!!!”
The tatters of my suit jacket and dress shirt flutter to the floor. The small plush rabbit tumbles onto the concrete and my heart stops for a split second. I quickly scoop him up and run my thumb over the plush stomach. By the time I look back at Lee Jaheon, he has already discarded his own upper clothing. His broad shoulders, prominent chest, and vacuum packed abs make my eyes bulge from my skull. I knew he was strong and muscled, but this was too much! Compared to my soft flesh, it was like staring at a Greek statue. Too firm and pristine to be real. Before I can open my mouth to speak, he pulls me in again, pressing our bare torsos together. My body shakes from the shock of ice cold skin pressing into me. It hurts, it burns, it’s ecstasy.
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I can feel his irregular heartbeat, pounding incessantly against me. His near colourless skin is tinged in pink as he grabs me desperately. A soul-crushing hug as if he wanted our bodies to be smashed together into one. I gasp in a suffering breath, setting Braun down facing away from us before throwing my arms back around him. As much contact as I can get, I press into his shoulders, run my hands up and down his neck as his icicle fingers dig into my spine. He presses forward, burying into my heat. I’m leant backwards, his grip keeping me securely in his lap. I see his mouth open from the corner of my eye and expect him to call my name out in a delirious tone yet again.
“ -! Hahn!”
The Section Chief’s tongue wraps around my ear, his only warmth puffing directly into my thoughts.
“Hah… Mr. Roe Deer…” He speaks in between licks to my earlobe. I lean my head into the contact. What was I worried about again? “I have… a request…”
“Anything, sir…”
“Please bite me again.”
Before another heart can beat, I dig my teeth into the flesh stretched in front of me. A rumble that I now know to be satisfaction vibrates through Lee Jaheon’s chest. A groan slips from him. His fingers knead into my shoulderblades. I test a scratch down his back as I clamp my jaws around him again and the rumble increases twicefold.
I can’t tell if I am shaking us both, or if he is now trembling under my touch. The thrill spikes through me at the possibility. I shift my hips forward and he grinds up to meet me. Another hot spot bulges against me… Or… Two? Right, Lizard Alien. I gulped.
Hoo…
I glanced between us and saw two distinct curves straining against his dress pants, cradling my own. I pressed forward again and watched my clothed cock slide between his. His hips jerked upwards. The strangeness seemed natural. Seemed expected. My curiosity was amplified with my desire, how did his cocks look? Were they flared? Human? Circumcised? I slid a finger over one of the bulges.
“Mr. Roe Deer…” Even with his flat tone, the grit and the rumble that soaks into it sound utterly debauched without him having even been touched directly yet. “I have another request…”
“Mhmmm?” I’m half listening as I start moving my hips. Rutting myself down against him while circling a finger over the fabric. His fingers drag red streaks down my back before circling to run up my ribs then continuing to trail down to my hips.
“With the clear method of tension relief…” I jolt as his hands grip my thighs painfully, pausing my humps. “I believe it will require…” His voice is strained. Slow, indecisive, hesitant. My heart is pounding in my ears, my breathing harsh in anticipation. Perhaps due to the Darkness bringing his desires to the surface, something that he normally had suppressed by either his own willpower or the power of Us, it was unfamiliar. Making him seem all the more human as he cannot act decisively or through orders. He has to take the suggestion of the Darkness and recognize it as his own. The deepest thing he desires in order to face relief… “For you to penetrate me…”
“..!”
Huh?
His thumbs rub circles over my inner thighs, his head stays dipped into my shoulder. I can feel his own heavy breathing puffing incessantly against me. Agent D, the strongest physical exorcist, the Lizard alien a part of a hive mind, the Section Chief, Lee Jaheon’s deepest desire to seek relief… was for me to fuck him? He wouldn’t have said it if it weren’t true, I’m not even sure Lee Jaheon knew how to lie. He wants me to fuck him. He wants me to fuck him!
I nearly passed out from all of the blood rushing away from my head.
I bit roughly into his neck with as much power as I could muster. His shoulders hitched and a noise akin to a long growl came from him. My canines barely pierced what I thought was impenetrable skin. When I released him, I could see the shivers going over him. Dots of blood slowly welled in my teeth marks. I pushed against his shoulders and he obediently laid back with his bare shoulders hitting the concrete. I hover above him, staring down at the marks I had made along his neck and shoulder.
After what felt like forever, our eyes met. His glistening red eyes barely open, staring up at me in an unreadable expression. His nostrils flared with his harsh breath. His lips part and his long tongue streaks out over his scaly lips.
“... Are you sure, Section Chief?”
“... Yes.”
I shift from straddling his hip, moving his knees until I am able to sit between them, letting my shins dig into the sidewalk. I run my hands from his knees to his belt and watch with twinges of hunger as his chest heaves.
“I don’t have anything to…”
“It will not be a problem.”
Riiiip
“!!”
Lee Jaheon reached between us and underneath himself, tearing away the fabric over his ass and crotch like it was made of tissue paper and tossing it aside. His cocks springing free and a glistening, dripping, flushed, and puckered hole was revealed. My breath catches in my throat as my eyes devour the sight. Famine settles in my gut and curiosity floods my mind as I take in everything about Lee Jaheon. His cocks are as pale as the rest of him, but with a deliciously cute pink dusting as it approaches the tips. They sprout from a pair of hairless heavy looking balls with a matching tint and extend half a foot before ending with flared heads. Soft looking protrusions circle the tip and a steady stream of pre-come drips from the slits. A similar looking liquid drops from his twitching hole.
“... You are able to self-lubricate?” I ask in awe. I can’t help but drink in every inch of newly revealed skin.
“Yes.” He answers in his simple manner. His long fingers run over his own thighs before prodding at his hole. I gulp as he easily slides two inside of himself. His other hand grasps both of his cocks and squeezes, pulling them off to the side to allow his hand easier access to his hole. I have to lick my lips to stop the drool from overflowing. His fingers push and twist into his ring of muscles. Does he do this often, or is he just naturally looser?
I dive down and lick alongside his fingers. His hips flinch an inch off the ground. My arms wrap around his legs until my hands can clamp down on his thick thighs, keeping my head in place to lap at him. His hand shook briefly before continuing moving in and out of himself, my tongue following along with the movements and dipping past his cool ring into his heated walls.
His slick tasted slightly bitter and a bit sour. I immediately took it to memory as the flavor of Lee Jaheon. That made it impossibly delicious. I twist my tongue between his fingers and taste as much of him as I can.
He clenched around me and the rumble returned in his chest. He was a bit heavy, but I used as much strength as I could to lift his hips high enough off the ground so I could sit up on my elbows.
“!”
He planted his feet to steady himself and take as much weight off my shoulders as he could manage. That is to say, nearly all weight left my shoulders as his fingers slid out of himself. Mine quickly replaced them plunging in with my tongue. Three easily slipped in with barely any resistance.
My head was spinning in arousal, my thoughts nothing more than wanting to pleasure my former boss. A small flash of clarity reminded me that I was knuckle deep inside of a man who has shattered monsters and walls alike with a singular punch. And he was all but purring from my touch. Embarrassment, but more heavily pride coursed through my chest, mixing with my desire.
I lick up his perineum and nip at one of his balls. They clench. I can’t help the delirious smile on my face as I kiss over the taut skin. His hand squeezes around his cocks, letting out a full moan for the first time that nearly makes me come on the spot. Lee Jaheon moaning, Me making Lee Jaheon moan-!
“Mr. Roe Deer.” He says my name like a plea. How can I not respond to such an ask? Such a pleading voice from one who never sounds above a monotone? I have to keep doing a good job for my former boss.
“Are you ready, sir?” I ask, settling upwards again and placing his ass against my thighs. I slide my fingers out to cover his cocks, gripping them alongside his hand and slicking them up with his own liquid. I grind my bulge against his pulsing hole. I look up to his face to see his eyes staring back at me. Dilated to an adorable degree.
“Yes.” His tongue wets his lips again.
I quickly undo my belt and zipper with one hand. My cock slips out of my boxers, red and soaked in the pre-come that had been gathering in my underwear. I didn’t realize how bad it had been aching. All of my attention had been on the Section Chief. I run my fingers over his hole again to gather more of his slick. My head falls back as I wrap them around my cock, coating it.
“Mr. Roe Deer.” That same pleading tone. The Section Chief’s hips raise, pushing his cocks into my palm… And presenting his hole to me. “Fuck me.”
An intense electric shock goes down my spine. I lean forward to line myself up, attempting to suppress my trembling. “Yes, sir.”
I ease myself in. The feeling was overwhelming. The contrast between his chilled skin to then slowly press into a fiery heat… I felt him clench around me before forcing his muscles to relax. As soon as my tip was inside, I placed my hand against the pavement next to his chest. I checked his face to make sure that it wasn’t hurting him. I didn’t expect there was much in the world to hurt him, but these were his delicate insides.
Instead my heart jumped in my throat. His head was tilted back, his thin black pupils barely visible through the open slit of his eyelids. But they were still staring intently at me.
“Mr. Roe Deer…”
I inched further in while holding his gaze. His chest raised with a deep inhale. His walls seemed to be sucking me in. His muscles flexed around me. I lightly thrust the last bit inside and relished in his gasping breath.
I sat burrowed within him for a moment. My hand lazily pulled at his cocks while I took some calming breaths. A cool ring wrapped around the base of my cock, but then our burning temperatures mingled in his tight enclosure… I should have busted once before attempting this, one wrong move and I would be a severely disappointing partner. The desire to orgasm was already on the cusp of taking me.
Slowly I pull back, his muscles squeeze to try and hold me in place. He takes another deep breath and relaxes again. When I’m almost completely out, I shove myself back in to the hilt.
“!”
Lee Jaheon’s back arches off the ground and a gurgling noise fills the air. His cocks respond positively, so I take that as the go ahead to do the sequence again. A shallow thrust. Then another. Then another. I start up a steady pace, trying to commit every noise to memory. The wet slap of our bodies meeting, the slick sound of our hands tugging his cocks, the grunts and groans that slip from his scaly lips. It’s all so heavenly. To think this would never have happened if we didn’t enter this nightmare together. I would never have been able to see the Section Chief like this. To see his pale skin flushed a pretty red, with marks I’ve left littering his body.
It might never happen again once we leave.
“!! Soleum!” He accidentally lets slip my name as I fold myself in half to bite one of his perky nipples. I roll the icy nub between my teeth. His free hand comes to grip my hair, nearly pulling it from the root. I groan in response, licking an apology over the reddening skin. Before plunging my teeth into the firm meat of his pec. I want to leave as many marks as possible. The section chief most likely has an advanced healing factor, so these may not even last til the morning. But for now, under the moon, I want his skin screaming that I had been there.
He lets out another low grunt. He loosens his grip on my hair to instead caress my scalp. The only possible downside to his height is that I can’t reach his face right now to try and leave marks upon his scales. I need to mark him. I need to get him between my teeth. I need to consume him-
“Mr. Roe Deer-!”
I retract my teeth with a gasp. I blink down at the bloody indention left behind. For a moment the contamination…
“More. Move faster!” Lee Jaheon’s voice raises to a volume I have not heard in a long time. Obediently I quicken my pace, adding more strength to my thrusts. The feeling in my gut tightens and I take another calming breath. I focus on the movement of my hips and hand, jerking his cocks against each other. My attention comes back to his chest. Anything to keep myself from coming right then and there.
Lee Jaheon begins moving his hips to meet mine, the force of his weight knocking me back slightly just for me to return that much harder. I run my tongue over the bite marks.
“Section Chief.” I breathed over his nipple. He shook and shivered, body jostling in time with our respective movements.
“Mr… Roe… Deer..?” Lee Jaheon is gasping with each thrust. I hide my smile against his chest.
“Tell me how you’re feeling.”
“Yes…” He meets my gaze. Eyes glazed over in bliss. It felt impossible that such a stoic, strong man was becoming undone underneath me. Was this actually a dream? “Good.”
“Keep telling me. How is it? How am I doing? I want you to tell me everything, sir.”
Ah, I should have wondered this earlier… Does he have..? I adjust my angle and ram into him again.
“It’s- UGH!” A deep, guttural moan interrupts his response. Oh, he does! I bite his chest again to control a laugh as I try to hit his prostate again with each thrust. “Good. Very good. It is exactly- -exactly what I need. Keep going. Mr. Roe Deer, it is very good.” His hand drops from my hair to grip my wrist tightly.
That was extremely high praise coming from the Section Chief. I rolled my palm over his cocks, grinding down against the tips. His hips begin twitching incessantly and his walls clench around me. Pre-come is pooling on his stomach. I lean to lick it off of his abs.
“Mr. Roe Deer-! Mr. Roe Deer-! You are - great! Please, more-!”
I press another bite into his skin and his hips begin losing the rhythm, just pushing against me incessantly. Driving himself to the edge. Lee Jaheon is begging me! Lee Jaheon is complimenting me! I moan against him.
“I need more as well, sir. Tell me more how good I’m doing, please.” My voice comes out hoarse, desperate. I make a trail of kiss and bite marks back up to his chest. I also need to mark him more- No, no. I need to make him happy. Focus. I move to his untouched nipple, surrounding it with my lips. Between suckling and licking, the nipple receives the attention it deserves.
“You’ve always done good, Mr. Roe Deer-!”
Huh?
“I’ve always liked watching you.”
Hey Wait-
“Even without - knowing what I like.”
This isn’t-
“Ever since- hah - I first heard your voice on- on Ms. Peregrine Falcon’s button comm.”
Hang on, Sir, this isn’t what I meant!
“I’ve always thought you were amazing.”
My breathing stuttered. Is amazing a word that Lee Jaheon can even use? My eyes sting. This really must be a dream, he’s saying things he would never say in a million years. I bury my face in his chest so he can’t see the tears dotting my eyes. What the hell, man!
I plunged harsher into him, whatever strange compliment he was going to say next becoming choked in his throat. I don’t even care to keep a rhythm anymore. I can’t stop as words begin spilling from me.
“You, too, Section Chief… It’s not even a thought. You just are amazing. I don’t know what I would have done if I never met you.”
Why are we getting sentimental when I’m balls deep in his lizard ass?! Is this also Tension relief? The words just won’t cease even with my breath ragged and my body teetering on the edge.
“I’d be dead several times over without you.” It only felt right to place several kisses after saying that. “... And a lot less happy.”
“You wouldn’t feel anything if you were dead.”
I let out a surprised chuckle. His hand releases its death grip on my wrist to lift up my chin. Cool lips press into mine. I slow my pace until I’m all but grinding into him. His tongue presses in, easily separating my lips in order to wrap around my own. He tugs it between his sharp teeth, sucking my tongue gingerly and carefully. I don’t feel so much as a prick.
We ‘kiss’ for a while longer. His fingers interconnect with mine over his cocks, matching the strokes to my new slower pace. The whole act feels extremely intimate, despite us fucking in the middle of the sidewalk under the full moon and empty sky.
He pulls away just enough to whisper against my lips. “I am glad you are alive, Kim Soleum.”
Fuck.
I clench his cocks and shove my tongue back into his mouth. He pushes his ass against me again, clenching tight until it hurts. I gasp into his mouth.
“Sir, I’m going to-!”
“Yes.”
His legs wrap around my lower back and keep me in place as he rocks aggressively against me. His tongue darts into my mouth, his hand clenching in my hair again. Our intertwined fingers pull at his cocks, he leads the pace until his skin becomes hot from the friction. It’s too much, it’s too much.
“Ja-heonnghh” I groan into his mouth, voice muffled as his tongue crowds my own. My hips jerk and he tightens impossibly. My orgasm hits me like a train, my entire body convulses in his grip. I spill into him with his name repeatedly on my lips. His ass clenched onto me and milked me for everything I had. His chest rumbles in satisfaction as he continues rolling on me. He jerks our hands and growls as he comes soon after. Streaks of come shoot between us, coating our chests and hands, our tongues never disconnecting. We ride out the high back at the slow, intimate pace.
After a few minutes, I separated myself from his face, my breath harsh. I see the corners of his mouth turn upwards as he lays back against the concrete. It feels like a twine has unwound itself from within my chest, my body temperature steadily lowering… Though my face heats up. His lips are glistening in saliva, his neck and chest are heavily marked, and he has an arousing flush over his entire torso. His chest rises and falls with his settling breath.
I sit back and slowly remove myself from him. A shudder ripples over his muscles and his eyes flutter. I bite my lip as I watch his hole twitch. Wet and tinted red from use. A bit of my come cresting the edge to drip down. My heart thunks in my chest, my tongue restless. I could use the excuse of the Darkness’s continuing hold on me… But Lee Jaheon surely knows we have already passed it’s trial. Another drip slides down.
Ah…
No, no, I can’t…
I release my hold on his hand and cocks in order to reach into my tattoo and pull out a pack of wet wipes. With how much random sludge and viscera there is in Darkness, it’s always good to be prepared. I get to work gently cleaning up my mess. I hold out the pack to the Section Chief and he starts wiping down his torso. I have to keep tearing away my gaze from his come streaked chest and the way his arm muscles flex with each swipe.
Hoo…
I tuck myself back into my pants before helping clean the rest of him to the best of our ability. I gingerly clean each bite mark as well, watching for any flinching or other signs of pain, but Lee Jaheon’s face has returned to being mostly blank. Though his lips are still pulled up at their ends.
I really did a number to him. Not that he seems to mind, but I still feel bad about it. And I feel even worse that I don’t actually feel that bad about it. Even with the Darkness’s hold on my mind having come undone, the thrill of seeing my marks on him has not gone away. I take a deep breath.
“Sir, I’m sorr-”
A strong hand tugs me into pressing against his chilled lips as he sits up.
“We have successfully released our tension. If you wouldn’t mind my advice, it would be best if we do not allow it to be built again before leaving the area.” He paused briefly. His head tilted slightly as he stared at me. “Or best if we do not allow it to build again indefinitely.”
I blink at him. Don’t let it build again indefinitely..?
“Are you saying… we should release our tension again in the future?”
Lee Jaheon nods.
[For the love of the show, please spare me, Friend. I believe this Braun has suffered enough through your boring ‘tension’.]
I jolt, face flushing a bright red. I looked over to the rabbit plush that had fallen onto its face at some point. After ensuring my hands were wiped clean, I scrambled to pick him up.
“... Would you like more of my advice, Mr. Roe Deer?”
I glanced back at him and any semblance of a smile has disappeared.
“... I believe I already know what it will be, sir. And you know I cannot follow it…”
“... Yes.”
We finally get up off of the sidewalk and I tuck Braun into the front pocket of my pants. Before anything else, I check the Essence Collector and see the glistening of at least a C-Grade Essence. It upgraded even without increased danger? Well, I will definitely take the added points.
After putting it back into my tattoo, I look down at the shreds of our clothing on the ground. No shirts…I already knew the marks I had left all over the Section Chief, but I only just noticed that I was also… colorful. Red scratches streaked up and around my torso, blue and purple fingerprint bruises dotted my hips and ribs. I’m sure my back had double or quadruple the marks as dull pain radiated from my spine. And alongside Lee Jaheon’s cocks still hanging free from the empty patch he had torn in his pants resembling assless chaps…
“We can’t go back to the office like this.”
“Yes.”
And if we try to make our way back to the company housing, we will be stopped for public indecency at the least. Even getting to a hotel and checking in would be impossible. My brow twitches. If we could make it back without being perceived by anybody…
[Oh, is my Good Friend thinking of utilizing this Braun?]
[Is this Braun worthy of being on my Friend’s mind enough to make a guest appearance on his public romp in the night?]
[The side character that helps clean up the aftermath after being an unwilling voyeur without a say in any of the scenes?]
“Mr. Roe Deer. I request reconsideration of my advice.”
I place my forehead in my hand.