Taming the Obsessive Attachment

Kwon Jae-jin stifled a sob, his face contorted in agony. His eyebrows remained furrowed, and his expression was one of sheer torment. Worse still, Seo Eui-woo didn’t stop his thrusts even as Jae-jin released the liquid. Instead, he seemed even more aroused, pounding deeper into Jae-jin’s tightening walls, unleashing his pent-up desire.

With each thrust, the stream from Jae-jin’s cock was interrupted, spurting in fits and starts. After several bursts, Jae-jin reached a strange, intense climax, and Seo Eui-woo joined him.

Finally satisfied, Seo Eui-woo released himself deep inside Jae-jin, claiming his body completely. He seemed to possess and dominate Jae-jin utterly.

“Ah…”

Seo Eui-woo let out a long sigh and gently turned Jae-jin’s face towards him. With a calm smile, he kissed Jae-jin’s lips. Exhausted, Jae-jin could barely respond to the kiss, panting heavily.

“Jae-jin, is this still not enough? Is it not enough for you?”

Seo Eui-woo, with an expression of eager anticipation, licked Jae-jin’s lower lip, his gray eyes sparkling. He was captivating and beautiful, utterly irresistible.

Jae-jin felt utterly overwhelmed by Seo Eui-woo, unable to escape his allure. Both the first and second versions of Seo Eui-woo were relentless in their pursuit of Jae-jin.

“Ah…”

What am I going to do with him… Our kid… What am I going to do…

“Your eyes, Jae-jin… The pupils are deep, and the whites are clear. They’re wet with tears… It won’t hurt much if I lick them.”

“……”

“It’s not weird. We’re doing it together. It’s all good.”

“Uh, ugh…”

“Come on, let’s guide.”

Seo Eui-woo kissed Jae-jin’s eyelids. His lips met Jae-jin’s tear-soaked lashes, and Jae-jin trembled, his eyes fluttering.

Fucking bastard. Fucking insane bastard. Seo Eui-woo, you crazy fuck.

Kwon Jae-jin nodded faintly, his eyes fluttering open. It was a subtle consent that only someone as attentive as Seo Eui-woo could notice.

“Open your eyes.”

Jae-jin lifted his eyelids, revealing a gaze filled with a mix of resignation and curiosity. Perhaps this was the life of a mutant guide—not quite guiding, not quite a normal relationship, but a chaotic blend of everything.

Seo Eui-woo kissed Jae-jin’s eyelids, then gently licked the moist membrane with his tongue. Though the sensation was strange and uncomfortable, it wasn’t unbearable. Seeing Eui-woo’s joy and the subsequent kisses made it tolerable.

***

Days passed, neither long nor short, in a peaceful rhythm. As winter approached, the trees shed their leaves, leaving bare branches reaching for the sky.

Kwon Jae-jin sat in the cozy wooden living room of their new forest villa. The room featured a magnificent white brick gas fireplace, which cast a warm glow. A large TV screen displayed the news, while Seo Eui-woo lay with his head on Jae-jin’s lap.

As autumn faded and winter approached, the two had settled into a unique relationship, difficult to define but comfortable nonetheless.

‘What is this relationship?’

Jae-jin couldn’t quite categorize it. It wasn’t a typical esper and guide dynamic, nor a conventional romantic relationship, nor a business partnership. It was ambiguous, yet strangely, Jae-jin found himself adapting well.

Unlike the first iteration of Seo Eui-woo, the second had no regrets or burdens from the past. He was bright and carefree, his youthful enthusiasm endearing. Though his guiding had become rougher, Jae-jin found himself growing accustomed to it, even finding it… not entirely unpleasant.

“I want to know everything about you, Jae-jin.”

Seo Eui-woo’s face, innocent and eager, was filled with a burning desire focused solely on Kwon Jae-jin.

“There are some things you need to know first.”

“Yes, what is it?”

Seo Eui-woo sat up straight, his gaze intense and unwavering as he looked at Jae-jin, who continued, “Our first meeting wasn’t exactly pleasant. I initially despised you and vehemently rejected guiding.”

The past felt distant, almost like a faded memory, but recalling it still brought a mix of emotions—both bittersweet and melancholic.

“For nearly three years, we walked a fine line, constantly at odds. We did things to each other that we didn’t want. You restrained me with handcuffs, and I… I tried to escape countless times. I even tried to end my life.”

The emotions from those four years lingered within Jae-jin, leaving an indelible mark on his mind and heart. These memories, as Eui-woo had mentioned, could only be erased by removing them entirely from his mind. Otherwise, they would forever haunt him, echoing in the recesses of his consciousness.

Jae-jin still thought about the first iteration of Seo Eui-woo, unable to let go completely, much like how these memories persisted.

“At that time, we were a mess. It was a war. If you still want to see that past, you can.”

Kwon Jae-jin looked at Seo Eui-woo with a resolute expression, ready to face whatever came next.

Seo Eui-woo listened to Jae-jin’s story, his lips trembling slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. “I don’t mind. I want to see it.”

Given Jae-jin’s personality and the situation, it wasn’t hard to imagine how their first meeting might have gone. Eui-woo likely suspected that their initial encounter wasn’t smooth, especially after hearing about his future self begging on his knees. Even their second encounter hadn’t started well, so it wasn’t difficult for Eui-woo to piece together the truth.