Beyond The Control

Chapter 29

Each guide had their own private room, and this was mine.  

Thinking someone must have gotten the rooms mixed up, I called out.

“Someone’s in here.”

But the moment I finished speaking, the guiding room door flew open.

“Uh, excuse me, Esper Song Ji-hyeok.”

There were two people.  It seemed Song Ji-hyeok had flung the door open, and a desk employee was flustered, unable to stop him.  

An esper barging in during a guiding session—this was a first.

The employee who followed in explained the situation with a helpless expression.

“Esper Song Ji-hyeok said he wanted to receive guiding from Mr. Lee Su-hyeon. But since someone else was already receiving it, I told him to wait a little while…”

The employee trailed off, glancing nervously at Song Ji-hyeok. I didn’t think he’d be that inconsiderate, but if an esper’s casual punch landed on a civilian, it wouldn’t be so casual anymore.

Anyway, I frowned at Song Ji-hyeok’s outrageous behavior. I opened my mouth to scold him, but an unexpected phrase slipped out.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Looking again, his complexion was terrible. Unlike his usual healthy glow, a pale aura surrounded him, and he seemed quite irritable, unable to control his emotions.  

Most of all, there was a slight reddish tint to Song Ji-hyeok’s pupils.

An esper’s pupil color acts as an indicator of their internal energy state.  

The more energy they have, or, simply put, the higher the risk of a meltdown, the redder they become.  

A change in the pupils of an S-class esper, however faint, explained why the desk employee hadn’t dared to stop Song Ji-hyeok.

“Give me a guiding.”

A blunt demand followed. His gaze was directed at Jeon Hyeon-wook.

“Are you in a hurry?”

Jeon Hyeon-wook was startled, waving his hands in denial.  

As expected, he couldn’t meet Song Ji-hyeok’s eyes.

“N-no. I, I just finished.”

Then he bowed 90 degrees to me.

“Thank you very much, Guide. I, I’ll be going now.”

Without waiting for my reply, the man practically fled.  

Song Ji-hyeok broke the ensuing silence.

“No problem now?”

The employee, who received his gaze, flinched. But he quickly regained his composure and firmly stated what he had to say.

“I’ll put it in the guiding request log. And you absolutely cannot do this again.”

The employee also quickly turned and left the guiding room.  

I was dumbfounded by the unprecedented situation, but other thoughts could wait.  

First, I had to save a life.

“Sit down.”

The height difference made a standing session difficult, so I suggested the sofa.  Sitting beside him, I immediately attempted mucous membrane guiding.

“……!”

But I didn’t have control. A hand reached out, tilting my chin up, and then lips forcefully met mine.

My lips were pressed against his teeth, a sharp pain accompanied by the intrusion of hot flesh into my mouth.  

I was startled by the suddenness, but quickly regained my composure and began the guiding.  

As I channeled energy to the point of contact, Song Ji-hyeok’s condition became immediately clear.

This caused me to be startled once more. His internal state was far worse than his outward appearance suggested.  

Huge clumps of unrefined energy were scattered throughout, and smaller ones blocked the pathways, making it difficult to channel energy as usual.  Still, with several attempts, I felt progress, neutralizing the surrounding energy.

There wasn’t much time for rational thought.  

Song Ji-hyeok was desperate, and I was gradually losing myself.  

Even when I tried to focus on the guiding, my body grew weak, and my mind became hazy.  

My physical reactions were even faster.  

Every time our tongues intertwined, my lower body twitched in response.

Overwhelmed by the intensity, I barely breathed, trying to keep up with Song Ji-hyeok’s movements. I didn’t have a lot of experience with mucous membrane guiding, but I’d never encountered an esper who was this aggressive.

He held the back of my head, immobilizing me, and relentlessly explored my mouth.  His relentless advances pushed my upper body back until my back hit the sofa.

As I channeled energy through the mucous membranes, the unrefined energy rapidly dissipated, but Song Ji-hyeok didn’t calm down.  

I could feel his blatantly erect dick through our bodies.  

Intentionally or not, his firm pressure made it impossible to ignore.

This led to an unexpected dilemma.  

Sometimes, things subside naturally after the guiding, but with this level of arousal, it seemed better to let him release.

The problem was that I had to do it. During guiding, any touch of my hand would act as contact guiding.

“Ugh…!”

A bigger problem was the safety of my lips.  

It wasn’t like he was teething, but he was gnawing on them, making them sore and numb.

With a mix of conscious and unconscious action, my hand moved.  

As I enveloped Song Ji-hyeok’s dick, I felt him visibly flinch.  

Seizing the opportunity, I gasped and managed to speak.

“Should we stop?”

“No, please continue.”

Then he swallowed my lips again.  

I moaned under his relentless tongue, but moved my hand again.

His swollen crotch made it difficult to unzip his pants.  

I pushed past his underwear and pulled out his dick.  

Or rather, it sprang out as if waiting for the opening I created.

I grasped the stiff dick, which was raised like a venomous snake, and stroked it with moderate force.  

The pre-cum made it easy to move.

I couldn’t help but marvel.  

I’d seen it in the shower, but holding it was even more impressive.  

My hand wasn’t small, but it barely enclosed it.

I was also aroused.  

My combat uniform was custom-made to fit perfectly, so my dick, trapped in my pants and underwear, was uncomfortable.

I momentarily released my grip and reached for my crotch.  

Song Ji-hyeok also pulled away, urging me like he’d entrusted something to me.

“Why did you stop?”

“I’m going to do it too.”

Then came an absurd question.

“Why are you so excited, senior?”

“What?”

“You’re the one giving the guiding.”

He stared at me as if forgetting our almost predatory kiss, and I understood his question before answering.  

Even as I answered, I was dumbfounded.

“Espers and guides feel similar sensations during guiding.”

As a dual awakener, I knew this better than anyone.  

Of course, there were subtle differences, but guiding involving intense physical contact was more pleasurable than ordinary sex.  So we were both hard.

“We can stop if you want.”

“I didn’t say that.”

Song Ji-hyeok lowered his head and pressed his lips to mine again.  

His tongue scraping my sensitive palate sent shivers down my spine.  

I intertwined my tongue with his, and moved my hand again.  When I pulled out his dick from his zipper, it was, as expected, soaking wet.

Thanks to Song Ji-hyeok subtly lowering his waist, I could hold both of our dicks.  Or rather, “holding” wasn’t quite right, since they were touching.  

My hand wasn’t small enough to manage both with one hand, so I used both hands to stroke them.

“Ugh, haa…”

Directly stimulating the most sensitive erogenous zone of a man’s body was incredibly exciting.  

Heat gathered in my lower abdomen, and I felt like I was about to climax.

This level of intense guiding was a long time coming.  

When the ranks of the awakeners are the same, the matching rate is usually high, and the few espers who request guiding from me are mostly C-rank.

And C-rank espers are practically free from the risk of meltdown.  

The guild is overflowing with top-tier powerhouses.  

Fighting competitively on the battlefield is only self-satisfying; it would only be seen as cute antics by A-rank or B-rank espers.  

There are some idiots who cause crises by fighting fiercely in the training room, but thankfully, our team’s four C-rank espers, including me, are sensible.  

Meaning we don’t usually exert ourselves unnecessarily.

So usually, holding hands is enough, and at most, it ends with a kiss.  

But I was overwhelmed by the intense stimulation of this long-awaited guiding.  

I was lying on the sofa. My left leg was on the back of the sofa, and my right leg was down, my feet touching the floor.

Regardless, I focused solely on pleasure.  

Stroking the bulging dick, circling the glans with my thumb, made my hips twitch.  I even had a serious thought.

‘He… won’t let me insert it, will he?’

The guiding was quite advanced.  It seemed like I could finish soon.

Song Ji-hyeok seemed to instinctively sense this.  

He suddenly straightened up, having some leeway.

I looked up and saw him grasping his erect dick.  

He stroked it quickly several times, then positioned it against my body and thrust.