Taming the Obsessive Attachment

Seo Eui-woo pressed his lips against Kwon Jae-jin’s once more. Jae-jin turned his head away, but Eui-woo showed no impatience, lazily following after him. As if it were the most natural thing in the world, he closed the distance again, biting Jae-jin’s lower lip and licking it with his tongue.

He tenderly sucked on Jae-jin’s lips, which had been dry and rough, before slipping his tongue deeper between them. Seo Eui-woo knew exactly what kind of touch Jae-jin liked.

Skilled and relentless, his tongue worked Jae-jin’s until it left him unable to think clearly. At the same time, his thick fingers settled on Jae-jin’s thigh, slowly sliding upward, stoking the heat between them.

“How about now? Does reality fade a little?”

“…No.”

“No? Want me to keep going?”

Seo Eui-woo smiled seductively. His gray eyes, already glistening, darkened further with lust. Then, as if it were nothing more than wet cotton candy dissolving in water, the jet-black combat suit that had clung to his sculpted body melted away in an instant.

Beneath his broad, square-set shoulders, his powerful, V-shaped torso was revealed. His muscles, tightly packed like those of a wild beast, radiated strength. Seo Eui-woo’s body seemed as if it had been molded from the very essence of his extraordinary nature—his inborn supremacy, his unparalleled brilliance, his absolute power—shaped into a singular, perfect form.

It was impossible to imagine that anyone in the world could resist such beauty.

“No, Eui-woo. This isn’t what I—”

“Mm, then what?”

“……”

“What do you want to do with me? Say it.”

“……”

Kwon Jae-jin didn’t answer. Instead, his sharp, piercing gaze shone brighter than the stars scattered across the vast universe behind them.

His eyes were an extension of his soul. The relentless surge of emotions boiling up from the deepest parts of him overflowed through his gaze. No matter how impenetrable the darkness, nothing could dim the brilliance of Kwon Jae-jin’s eyes.

“Not going to say it?”

Seo Eui-woo chuckled, tilting his chin down.

As if he already knew that his handsome face and awe-inspiring body alone wouldn’t be enough to satisfy Jae-jin, he leaned in, whispering hungrily against his ear.

“Then I’ll say it for you.”

“……”

“Jae-jin, you are my only and most special existence. And it’s not just because of guiding.”

“……”

“As you can see, I’m riddled with flaws. From the very core, I’m unstable and twisted. It’s something I can’t reveal to anyone, something no one should ever know. But with you, I can bare myself completely, without hesitation.”

If demons truly existed, wouldn’t they whisper like this?

A being so ruthless, so merciless—terrifying yet irresistible—capable of stealing a person’s soul and clouding their senses. If such an existence took form, wouldn’t it wear the face of Seo Eui-woo?

“Only Kwon Jae-jin sees Seo Eui-woo.”

With a voice laced with laughter, he whispered into Jae-jin’s ear, ensnaring him. Whether Jae-jin wanted to hear it or not, he had no choice.

Because this was Jae-jin’s dream.

And this Seo Eui-woo was a creation of Jae-jin’s subconscious.

At some point, Eui-woo changed.

His already tall frame stretched further, his eye level rising. The youthful traces on his face faded, and his gray eyes, ripened by time, deepened with maturity.

No longer the visage of a twenty-year-old youth, but that of a man—dangerous and alluring. The Seo Eui-woo that Kwon Jae-jin knew.

The Seo Eui-woo from four years later.

“My desires, my depravity, my persistence, my desperate struggles—the very depths of me… The imperfection hidden within the mere shell of an S-rank Esper. There is only one person I can reveal this to, only one I can rely on.”

“Only you, Kwon Jae-jin, can help me. Only you can truly save me. Do you still not understand?”

“……”

“For all eternity, only you can stand as my equal. In this entire world, you alone are real to me.”

“……”

“You already know, don’t you? The truth is… you know everything about me.”

The grown Seo Eui-woo let out a wistful sigh. That small breath raked through Jae-jin’s chest, leaving behind a sharp ache.

Physically, it was Kwon Jae-jin who was trapped inside Eui-woo’s grand mansion.

But in reality, it was Seo Eui-woo who had long been imprisoned—his soul caged from the moment he was born.

For over twenty years, he had built walls around himself, fortresses to protect and shield his existence.

And Kwon Jae-jin was the only one who had ever crossed those walls.

The only one who had ever stood face to face with the true Seo Eui-woo.

The savior who had seen his real form.

The missing half that Eui-woo himself had shattered.

An irreplaceable, one-of-a-kind existence.

Kwon Jae-jin was—

Seo Eui-woo’s—

God.

And yet, did they truly believe that all Seo Eui-woo wanted from Kwon Jae-jin was mere guiding?

Could that really be all?

“Open your eyes. Look at me properly.”

“……”

“Jae-jin wanted to be treated like a guiding slave, like livestock… But who is really the slave and the livestock here?”

Silence.

“Look at me, now!”

A sudden shout jolted him awake. He gasped, shivering as if doused in cold water, abruptly awakened from his dream. A chill seeped through his clothes, and he shuddered.

Kwon Jae-jin bolted upright, his eyes wide with shock, panting heavily. The dream had been intense, a nightmare like no other.

Beside him stood Seo Eui-woo, his sharp gray eyes piercing the darkness.

“Jae-jin.”

Seo Eui-woo tightened his grip around Jae-jin’s waist, pulling him closer as he saw him awake.

“Seo… Seo Eui-woo?”

“Hmm, you’re awake already?”

There was an unsettling strangeness in Seo Eui-woo’s voice. His breathing was ragged and uneven. His glazed, lustful eyes were far from normal—the wild, insatiable gaze of a man consumed by pleasure and desire.

“What… what is this?”

Recognizing the danger signs, Kwon Jae-jin tried to squirm away. Seo Eui-woo held him firmly, his arms locked around Jae-jin, pinning him down with his weight.

“Ah… Don’t misunderstand. I’m not asking for guiding.”

“What?”

“I’m just… doing this alone.”

Seo Eui-woo’s words made no sense. Confused, Jae-jin looked down. He saw Seo Eui-woo’s arms wrapped around his waist, his thighs, and then…

His erect cock, thick and long, a deep pink hue, standing proudly with a well-defined head and visible veins. Seo Eui-woo was stroking himself, his hand moving vigorously.

“If I don’t do this, I… I can’t control myself.”

“You crazy bastard… You’re insane.”

“No, no, Jae-jin, I’m not touching you. I promise.”

Seo Eui-woo shook his head vigorously, his curly hair flying in all directions, like a large, eager dog. He stared at Jae-jin with an intense, almost obsessive gaze, his hand moving relentlessly to satisfy his unquenchable desire.

“Look, see? Your blanket… it’s not even disturbed. I’m really… doing this alone… Ugh.”

“Are you masturbating? Using a sleeping person as your entertainment?”

“I can’t touch you, Jae-jin. You won’t let me touch you.”

“What nonsense…”

“Ah, ugh… I’m not touching you! I swear, no guiding. Even though I’m not an Esper, you don’t understand the instincts I’m fighting right now…!”

Seo Eui-woo growled in frustration. Jae-jin was speechless at his audacity.

Is this guy really crazy? Has he lost his mind?

What the hell is he doing…?

“I feel… really dirty right now. Even touching myself feels awful. You know? Since it’s not with you, it’s… horrible. Ugh, it’s terrible.”

Seo Eui-woo straddled Jae-jin, who was cocooned in the blanket. He positioned himself between Jae-jin’s legs and brazenly stroked his cock with both hands. Jae-jin’s eyes, adjusted to the darkness, clearly saw Seo Eui-woo’s actions.

Seo Eui-woo had his pants open, his erect cock jutting out, glistening with precum as he stroked it vigorously. The tip almost reached his navel.

“I want to come, but no matter how much I touch myself… Ugh, I can’t seem to finish. Why… why is this happening? I think I’m really messed up. My cock feels like it’s going to peel off. It hurts.”

“……”

“Is this normal? Do all Espers feel like this? Tell me, Jae-jin. Was I like this four years later too? Huh?”

Kwon Jae-jin squirmed helplessly under the blanket before going still, his limbs relaxed. He looked up at Seo Eui-woo’s face, which was filled with desperation and need, like a drowning child unable to save himself.

“Jae-jin, please… call my name.”

“……”

“Just say my name… I think I can come if you do. Say it. Come on.”

“……”

“Say it. Do as I ask! Come on, just say it!”

“……”

“Say it. Please, just…”