Episode 6: Guiding—What Is It, and How Do You Do It? (3)

“G… Guiding… room…”

For the first time since Baek Ju-yul started transferring his energy through Maeng So-dam’s hand, a coherent word escaped her lips.

The momentary feeling that his heart, which had felt like it was about to drop, finally settled back into place, a small smile unknowingly appeared on his face. His voice, now a little excited, asked her:

“Yes. Who am I?”

“Baek… Ju-yul… bastard…”

“…It seems like you’ve come to your senses.”

Ignoring the last two words, Ju-yul couldn’t quite hide his awkward expression as he stood up. The calm that had been shaken by the unexpected situation returned to him almost instantly.

As Ju-yul leaned towards So-dam and let out a sigh of relief, So-dam, blinking her hazy eyes slowly, reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“What the—ugh!”

“I’m so cold… I feel like I’m going to die…”

As if the brief moment of coherent conversation had been a lie, her words slurred again as she murmured, pulling him tightly into her embrace.

With the intensifying contact, the blocked Guiding slowly began to unravel. Even in her dazed state, she seemed to sense that, as So-dam’s hands boldly roamed over Ju-yul.

“Make… make me warmer, okay?”

“What are you asking me to do with someone who’s barely conscious…?”

Although Ju-yul had a reputation for being a scoundrel who never went back to the same Guide after a single session, he had his limits.

After all, he had only earned that reputation by choice, knowing that his Guides feared him after a session and purposely cutting ties to spare them further distress. So, if anything, he felt unfairly misunderstood.

Whether So-dam was faking it because she knew about his reputation or she was genuinely out of her mind, there was only one option for Ju-yul: rejection. …Not to mention, she clearly wasn’t in her right mind.

Just as he clicked his tongue and tried to pry off the clinging So-dam, she beat him to it.

Smooch.

“Ah, this feels good…”

“Good? What’s so good abo—mph.”

“Let’s keep going. Do more.”

Smooch. Smooch. Smooch.

The light pecks continued several times before their tongues inevitably intertwined.

With her eyes closed, So-dam playfully teased Ju-yul’s still, frozen tongue, running her small tongue over his straight teeth and rough palate.

While her tongue was busy exploring Ju-yul’s mouth, her hands were equally occupied.

“Mmph… ah…”

One hand slid down without hesitation, rubbing his unusually thick left thigh. As her hand pressed and moved up and down, his thigh gradually tensed under her touch.

Ju-yul, gritting his teeth against the intense Guiding and her blatant caresses, gathered his strength and pushed So-dam away.

So-dam, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, whined as she reached out to pull him back.

Breathing heavily even from that brief kiss, Ju-yul wiped his wet lips with the back of his hand, his brow furrowing, his neck flushed.

Every Guide he had ever been paired with had either revered him or treated him like a monster. This overt physical contact made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Moreover, it disgusted him that only twelve hours ago, he had found her repulsive, yet now he was thirsting for her touch. The problem was that, despite this repulsion, his body was betraying him, reacting instinctively to her advances. For the first time in his life as an Esper, he felt cornered.

The faint remnants of his reason screamed at him to push her away, to reject her. But his raging instincts, combined with the guilt and sense of responsibility that she was like this because of him, kept freezing his hands midair.

Unfortunately, his will, which was close to breaking, shattered completely when So-dam, teary-eyed, climbed onto his thigh.

“Please, keep going…”

The moment he met her tear-filled eyes, half of his reason flew out the window. The intense Guiding, far beyond mere hand-holding, was enough to erase the last of his “minimal decency” from his mind.

Overcome by desire, Ju-yul gripped her shoulders and muttered in a voice tinged with resignation.

“…Fine, we won’t see each other again anyway. Maeng So-dam, when you come to your senses, I’ll let you slap me once.”

“Don’t stop, hurry…”

No matter what Ju-yul said, So-dam, flushed with heat, was too busy rubbing her face against his neck. With that, any sense of morality and conscience he had left was easily discarded, and instead of passively enduring, he adjusted his position.

As So-dam wanted, he offered her his lips again, his hands slipping under her hoodie and firmly grabbing her waist.

“Heh. I knew something felt off. How many layers of clothes do you have on under this hoodie?”

The only fortunate thing was that the hoodie was so stretched out that moving his hands inside was quite easy.

As So-dam whimpered at the brief separation of their lips, Ju-yul let out a small scoff, licking her saliva-covered lips with his tongue. At the same time, his cold hand carefully grasped her chest, sending chills up her spine.

“You didn’t even wear underwear… You must’ve planned this… Well, I guess letting myself get seduced just this once wouldn’t be so bad.”

Ju-yul’s words seemed to hold truth, as his hands moved even more boldly. His large hand tightly gripped the soft flesh that fit perfectly in his grasp, while the other hand tugged at her pants.

After seeing how many layers she’d worn on top, he half-expected there to be leggings hiding under her elastic pants, but his concern proved unnecessary as her pale, bare skin was immediately exposed.

Fascinated by how different her body looked compared to his own, Ju-yul gently ran his fingers along the boundary between her skin and her clinging underwear, causing So-dam’s waist to slightly squirm.

“Ah, it… tickles.”

“Tickles?”

“Mm-hmm.”

Maybe it was because their lips were still locked, but each word she spoke felt like warm breaths being blown into his mouth.

He swallowed her damp breaths deeply with another kiss as he pulled her underwear down. Realizing it would be difficult to completely undress her in a sitting position, he laid her down on the bed before continuing.

But as he did so, a sudden wave of reality hit Ju-yul. If he continued to undress her, there would be no turning back.

He had never been the type to harbor naïve thoughts about saving his first time for someone he truly loved, but he certainly hadn’t expected his first time to happen by accident, in a situation like this.

As Ju-yul hesitated, lost in his thoughts, it was So-dam who pushed him forward.

Perhaps the sensation of her clothes bunched up around her thighs was bothering her, because while he was lost in thought, she squirmed and removed the fabric completely.

Even in her half-conscious state, she seemed to feel some embarrassment as she instinctively pressed her legs together. This stirred an unusual sense of competitiveness in Ju-yul, making him forget his hesitation.

“Maeng So-dam, if you’re going to take your clothes off, you should spread your legs too.”

“Mm-mm…”

“Spread them. If you don’t, I won’t kiss you anymore.”

At Ju-yul’s command, which didn’t quite sound like one, So-dam, whose face was flushed bright red, slowly opened her legs while rubbing her palms over her face. It seemed less like she understood his words and more like she moved instinctively, driven by her craving for the Guiding that came through their kisses.

Ju-yul’s hand naturally slid between her now spread thighs, brushing against her inner thigh until it reached her core.

When he realized she wasn’t wet at all, a frustrated click of the tongue escaped his lips. Even without experience, his instincts told him that attempting to enter a dry space was out of the question.

Frowning slightly, Ju-yul leaned over, positioning his face just above So-dam’s lips, and growled in a low voice.

“Maeng So-dam.”

“Mmm…”

“A Guide should be ready… everywhere, shouldn’t they?”

“Mmm, mm-hmm…”

Despite Ju-yul’s teasing words, So-dam didn’t seem to understand a thing. She only wriggled her head back and forth, trying to reach his lips.

Losing interest, Ju-yul opened the drawer beside the bed and took out some gel. He squeezed a line of it over her core and began rubbing the slippery substance over her skin with his thumb, as if he were conducting some kind of exploration.

When he gently pulled apart the thickly closed flesh, her deep crimson inner skin was exposed.

As the gel slowly dripped down her skin and into her folds, he made sure to coat every inch, even the slightly protruding parts and the surrounding flesh. As he worked, So-dam’s thighs tightened around him for a completely different reason.

“You’re squeezing just from this.”

“…”

“You really are something.”

From that moment on, Ju-yul’s touch, which had been purely mechanical as he applied the gel, began to take on a different intention.

His fingers lightly brushed over her inner flesh before slipping inside, pinching at a small piece of flesh that poked out.

“…Ah!”

A short moan escaped her lips, making Ju-yul’s eyes widen slightly. Wondering if he’d hurt her, he pulled back his hand. But contrary to his thoughts, her thighs squeezed together, as if asking for more stimulation. Seeing this, a sly smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

He began moving his hand in earnest, skillfully teasing the hidden, sensitive clitoris that had been tucked away. As he gently massaged it, So-dam’s hips twisted and writhed beneath him, confirming his earlier observations.

Ju-yul, watching her closely, leaned down and pressed his lips against her ear.

“Should I just keep teasing you like this, or should I suck on it? You decide.”

“Haa…
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“You should at least be able to answer. Hmm?”