Taming the Obsessive Attachment

“I don’t want to restore your memories, Jae-jin.”

Seo Eui-woo growled, grinding his teeth so hard it seemed they might shatter. His chilling voice sent shivers down Jae-jin’s spine.

“Doesn’t that matter? Do you still want to guide?”

“No, don’t say that…”

“Give it up. I can’t touch that damaged brain of yours. I’d rather shoot it.”

“Why? Seo Eui-woo, you’re an S-class Esper. You can do anything. Why won’t you even try? Even a half-hearted effort would be enough…”

“Fine. Next time, bet something other than your life, Jae-jin. Then I’ll let you win.”

Seo Eui-woo stepped back, barely managing to release Jae-jin through sheer willpower. His eyes burned with a desire that seemed ready to consume Jae-jin, yet he remained resolute. He was relentless, powerful, and unyielding. He never gave up or compromised.

“……Ha.”

Jae-jin sighed, a mix of emotions escaping his lips. Guiding had been his only leverage with Seo Eui-woo, and now even that was useless.

“Fine… I understand. No guiding.”

Was there truly no way to defy Seo Eui-woo? Would Jae-jin have to spend the rest of his life yielding to his will? After losing his family and memories, would he have to concede to Seo Eui-woo yet again?

Giving in to his demands, doing as he wished, giving up… Was that his fate?

“Jae-jin, I’m sorry I got angry. I was too excited and couldn’t control myself. Are you hurt? Your arm, I almost broke it… And your head, are you okay? I’ll get the healing factor.”

Seo Eui-woo left the bed. Despite being able to retrieve it with his abilities, he chose to leave, indicating his heightened state of excitement. Jae-jin watched him go, his eyes filled with despair, moving his hand aimlessly as if in a daze.

“I don’t know what I was thinking.”

Jae-jin unbuckled his pants and stripped off his briefs, baring himself completely. With a sense of self-loathing and resignation, he took himself in hand. He forced himself to become aroused, feeling Seo Eui-woo’s astonished, burning gaze on him.

“I’m not asking for guiding. I’m just masturbating.”

“What…?”

“Why? Can’t I do this? You do it every day because you can’t stand it. I’m going to masturbate too.”

Jae-jin, expressionless, stroked himself quickly. As Seo Eui-woo had said, it felt awful. He was hard, but he doubted he could finish.

“Eui-woo. Eui-woo. Ah, fuck… Seo Eui-woo…”

He felt dirty and miserable, wanting it to end quickly. He didn’t want to do this alone; he wanted to be with Seo Eui-woo, kissing, touching, feeling good as Seo Eui-woo filled him completely.

Jae-jin slid a hand between his legs, spreading them wider, and touched his entrance. He didn’t care about the humiliation, rubbing the tight folds that hadn’t been used in a while, continuing to stroke himself.

“Ah, no…”

Seo Eui-woo watched in disbelief as Jae-jin, who had been so adamant about boundaries, now inserted a finger into himself. Seo Eui-woo, already highly aroused, was on the verge of losing control. His skin flushed red, veins bulging, and his heart pounded as if it might burst. His erection strained painfully against his pants.

“What are you doing?”

Unable to bear it any longer, Seo Eui-woo growled and climbed onto the bed where Jae-jin lay. Jae-jin had inserted a finger into himself, the tight entrance stretching around his knuckle.

“Can’t you see? I’m masturbating.”

“Why? Why are you doing this to me?”

Seo Eui-woo grabbed Jae-jin’s arms, pulling his finger out and forcing his entrance to close again. He pinned Jae-jin’s arms above his head.

“Do you think I’m enduring this torture of not guiding just for fun? You’re doing this to prove something!”

“Prove what?”

“My purpose! My intention! My decision! Do you still think I’m doing this because I want guiding from you? Do you think my only goal in keeping you alive is to exploit you for guiding?”

“……”

“It’s not just about guiding. That’s not what I want…”

Seo Eui-woo collapsed, kneeling before Jae-jin. He buried his face in Jae-jin’s chest, wrapping his arms around his waist. He caressed Jae-jin’s body, his skin, his flesh, roughly exploring every inch. He swallowed hard, his breath ragged.

“I need you, Jae-jin. But you don’t understand.”

“No, I do understand…”

“Ha, fuck, Jae-jin, just shut up! If you understood, would you act like this? Keep your mouth shut. I can barely stop myself from wanting to taste your lips.”

Seo Eui-woo touched Jae-jin fervently, his hands roaming over his body, unable to get enough. Yet, he looked tormented, his brow furrowed, panting in agony.

“If I don’t control myself, you’ll resent me forever. Even though I didn’t erase your memories, you’ll blame me as if I did.”

“……”

“Even if you don’t show it, you’ll hold it against me. You’ll equate me with the one who erased your memories… Do you think I don’t know that? Do you think I’m an idiot?”

“……”

“So, look at me. See how desperately I’m trying to prove myself to you.”

Seo Eui-woo’s jaw trembled. He looked like he wanted to pass out, to escape the torment of his desires. He clenched his fists, afraid that if he opened them, he would touch Jae-jin again, wanting to pin him down and thrust into him without mercy.

“I won’t do it. I won’t guide you.”

In a frenzy, Seo Eui-woo grabbed Jae-jin’s hand and pulled him off the bed. He dragged Jae-jin, who struggled to resist, out of the bedroom. He hauled him out of the room, his large strides forcing Jae-jin to stumble along.

“Seo Eui-woo! What are you doing? Where are you taking me?”

Jae-jin shouted in confusion and alarm, naked and helpless as Seo Eui-woo dragged him away. He had no idea where Seo Eui-woo was taking him or what he intended to do.

“I could guide you anytime. Right now, if I wanted to. But I won’t.”

“Where are we going? Why are you doing this?”

“You know it too, Jae-jin. I could have done anything. I could have handcuffed you, erased your memories, and made you a guiding slave. I could have just erased the memory of the day we met. Then none of this would have happened, and it would all be forgotten. But as you can see, I didn’t do any of that!”

“Seo Eui-woo!”

“You need to trust me now, Jae-jin. And I need to trust you too. From now on, that’s how our relationship will be. Guiding? Guiding is great, but not right now. Okay?”

Seo Eui-woo kicked open the bathroom door with force. The heavy door swung open dramatically, and he pushed Jae-jin inside, turning on the shower full blast. Cold water cascaded from the ceiling, and Seo Eui-woo dragged Jae-jin under the stream without hesitation.

Suddenly drenched in ice-cold water, Jae-jin flinched, trying to step back, but Seo Eui-woo held him firmly, almost breaking his arm.

“You started this, Jae-jin.”

The water poured over them like a waterfall, soaking them completely. Seo Eui-woo held Jae-jin under the stream, his laughter bordering on madness.

“You asked me to trust you. And now you’re trying to back out?”

Seo Eui-woo made sure every inch of Jae-jin’s body was drenched, ensuring that any lingering guiding effects were washed away, making it impossible for him to be guided again.