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Yoo Joonghyuk could feel his skin run cold like he was a reptile in the shade. Every fiber of his being was tensed while he marched around his guides cubicle.
"I owe you a meal Sangah-ah."
An unnerving shiver burnt into the sentinel's spine at the sound of hearing his guide's hypnotic voice.
Without thinking his body moved on its own. Appearing by the door Kim Dokja had just opened.
"Hm? Joonghyuk-ah did you need something?"
The guide's sing-song voice rang in Yoo Joonghyuk's ears already making his body feel warmer.
An icicle peirced his heart though as he caught sight of Yoo Sangah, another sentinel, standing behind Kim Dokja. Discomfort turned his stomach while his eyes went back to stare at Kim Dokja's smile.
"Guiding."
Sourness stung his tounge as if he'd just bitten it. His heart pounding in his chest making it feel tight.
"Ah I forgot about that."
Kim Dokja mumbled to no one in particular. The momentary confusion on his face at hearing Yoo Joonghyuk's request of guiding making the skin on the sentinel's skin freeze.
But as if uncaring of his slip up Kim Dokja smiled and waved bye to Yoo Sangah and began walking off to one of the rooms assigned for guiding.
More specifically Yoo Joonghyuk's custom made guiding room.
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A cup of ice water had condensation dripping down it's side. A ring of water formed at it's base making it seem like it had overflowed. The ice within it's glass shifting and cracking as the clock ticked a familiar rhythm.
"Hic-... H-, Dokja..."
Yoo Joonghyuk cried out sniffling when he got no response. The burning in his gut making his tounge salivate along his guide's earlobe.
Sticky and wet Yoo Joonghyuk had sweat painting his body. Lifting his foot a wet slick sound resounded in the room as he straddled Kim Dokja's thighs. Despite being smaller his guide had proven various times before that he was more than capable to carry his weight.
There are 2 ways to guide someone. Contact Guiding, where the guide and sentinel do common skinship activities like holding hands and hugging. Or Union Guiding, which is when a guide and sentinel have intercourse.
While they both accomplish the same thing, they're separated because of the large efficiency gap between the methods.
Personally, Yoo Joonghyuk preferred union guiding. To say it was just for efficiency would be a horrible lie though.
"What's wrong Joonghyuk-Ah? I thought you promised to be good."
The venomous ring in Kim Dokja's voice made the blood in Yoo Joonghyuk body fall south. His throbbing dick pressing on Kim Dokja's abdomen while it dribbled precum.
A small gasp leaving his mouth when a hand moved to his nipple massaging the nub like it were joysticks on his favorite game controller, and sucking his other breast with equal vigor.
Impatient, Yoo Joonghyuk grinded against the half hard dick under him. Lube dripping out his ass and onto Kim Dokja's third leg instead.
"Ngh-"
Rewarded Kim Dokja. The addicting sound pushing Yoo Joonghyuk to puff out his chest like a peacock. Although he was more of a female cow rather than male peacock.
"Hyuk-ah..."
Moaned Kim Dokja.
Yoo Joonghyuk needed to hear more of him. No matter how long they were together he couldn't stop himself from craving such seductive noises.
"Ha..?"
The hand on his chest slid down to his hip. The circular motion he was doing with his hips halted by the man.
Confused and frankly shocked he shifted to look his guide in the eye but he was met with a peeved expression.
"Am I just a dildo for you Hyuk-ah?"
The question made Yoo Joonghyuk's body tighten. No. Kim Dokja wasn't a dildo.
Kim Dokja was his everything-.
In mere moments he began to act like a fish out of water. Moving and trying to speak but whenever he opened his mouth nothing came out.
His breath hitched. Even the thought of his guide looking at him in such disappointment made him want to dissappear. But to experience it felt so much worse.
Fear?
Terror?
It's hard to say what exactly he felt, all he knew is that when the question was repeated his heart wanted to stop beating.
"Hm~ Am I just your personal sex toy?"
A harsh smack came onto yoo Joonghyuk's ass. The searing heat making the sentinel yelp. It hurt. Despite fighting monsters who could very well pose a threat to the whole world, he still managed to feel hurt at Kim Dokja's moments of aggression.
Shutting his eyes tightly he tried to speak. The air in his lungs constricting to silence him. Although he knew that's not what's truly happening in his body, it felt like it was.
What he wanted to do was look at his guide and say "i love you" while staring at the smile that turned the starry night in his eyes into cresents.
But he didn't. The taunting fear of Kim Dokja turning him away or laughing at his confession again made him want to cry.
In an ideal life he'd forget everything that hurts in the world. He'd be able to live a life with Kim Dokja where the latter would love him. A life where he'd be able to savor a meal together without any formalities.
The tightness in his chest suffocated him as he felt his head get lighter with another tantalizing hit onto his rear. It felt hot down there. Front and back, yet he made no move to escape it.
"You're hurting my feelings Hyukie. You won't even indulge me with an answer."
It didn't take the gift of sight to know his guide was smirking as. No matter how little he understood the man he knew this much.
It was a joke to him. Or at least at moment like this. It was a joke.
"N-ngh.. N-no.. haaa.. You're.. my guide..."
Sweat needled at Yoo Joonghyuk's skin as he held back the urge on blurting out something stupid(er). He got lucky this time though since Kim Dokja liked the answer enough to stop with his questions (and slaps).
A dry warmth engulfed Yoo Joonghyuk's leaking cock, the remaining breath in Yoo Joonghyuk's lungs caught at his throat as he felt heat soaring in him.
The pads along Kim Dokja's fingers slid along Yoo Joonghyuk's shaft. Rubbing the tip with his thumb drawing whimpers from the aching sentinel.
"If that's what you want to believe Joonghyuk-ah."
He cooed. His lips pressed on the lobe of Yoo Joonghyuk's red tipped ear.
Before any other words could be exchanged Yoo Joonghyuk got shoved down. His back meeting the cushions of the couch. The hand wrapped around his length sliding up and down in dry friction.
It hurt a little... The way the skin got tugged whenever it got caught in the motion.
"Hold still for me, m'kay?"
Answering with a whiny grunt Yoo Joonghyuk felt cold wind touch his sweaty skin.
A fumbling sound coming from behind him, followed by a loud pop of a bottle opening made his heart pound. His dick dribbling more precum making the motion of the hand smoother, and better.
Wet squelches followed. Knowing exactly what his guide was doing Yoo Joonghyuk eased. His favorite part was about to start.
Two warm lubed fingers pressed at the ring of his hole. Teasing and probing, smothering extra lube along the twitching entrance.
He almost chocked when the long pale digits entered him. The practiced familiarity his guide had with his insides only making it more breathtaking as his prostate was found in what felt like mere seconds.
"Ah- D-Dokja, Mmhp!"
A moan gots stuck in Yoo Joonghyuk's throat as he tried to muffle the urge to sound like a porn star. Opening his eyes he was met with the realization that Kim Dokja's fingers weren't even all the way in yet.
The fingers in him slid in and out while working him open with a scissoring motion. His hungry prostate neglected as the man above him slid his fingers past the bundle of nerves just to mock the sentinel.
His tender rim giving way easily to a third finger. Though Yoo Joonghyuk still made a pained sound at the intrusion. It was like stretching a rubber band that wasn't built with elasticity in mind.
"P-please... aAh-.. Dokja.... I want your- Mmh!"
The anticipation haunting his gut finally peaked forcing him to ask to be fucked by dick rather than fingers. Even with the trained patience Kim Dokja had installed in him he still couldn't help begging to hurry.
Hair clung to the sweat along his forehead as his body felt electrified where ever Kim Dokja touched. His normally frigid felt like a sauna.
"Impatient as always Hyuk-ah."
A wet pop made him whine. His dear guide had suddenly retracted his fingers, leaving his hole clenching on nothing.
But he was shut up before any complaints could leave his lips when something wet and warm pressed against his rim.
"Relax."
Without thinking Yoo Joonghyuk tried to ease his body. Feeling a pressure at his entrance as his guide tried to push in despite the insufficient amount of stretching he had so caringly administered.
Wincing in pain his senses when the tip slipped in. He felt like coming at just the feeling of his ass slowly being taken.
But now that the tip was in, his guide would have no problem fucking him till his hole would be gaping.
"Ha... You're so warm Joonghyuk-ah..."
He whispered, his breath fanning Yoo Joonghyuk's neck before he pressed a kiss on the glistening skin.
His hips moved back pulling his length back to the tip before snapping forward causing a whorish moan to escape Yoo Joonghyuk's kiss swollen lips.
A smirk poked at his lips. His length getting harder at the sight of Yoo Joonghyuk writhing under him.
He loved this.
But he knew it was foolish to get addicted to such a feeling...