AAGULT Ch 75(18+)

Chapter 75 (18+)

It felt like a bucket of cold water had been dumped over his head—his mind came rushing back. His erection, which had been so stiff it looked like he might climax at any second, slightly softened. The awkward lingering heat made the situation all the more painfully clear. C-crazy. What the hell was I doing with Aiden-ssi, and where?

Assuming Aiden had also come to his senses, he hurriedly reached down to pull up his pants.

“—Where do you think you’re going.”

“Mm…! U-ugh!”

But Aiden didn’t seem to have come back to his senses. He forcefully gripped both of Jaeha’s hips again, pulled his waist back in a long motion, and slammed forward with a loud squelch! The scorching, rock-hard glans pressed hard against the hole like it was trying to penetrate, ground aggressively against the perineum, and then slammed in again. Jaeha quickly covered his mouth.

Aiden reached into Jaeha’s pocket and took out his phone.

“Please, turn it off…!”

“Yes, hello?”

“…!”

Whether he hadn’t heard Jaeha’s desperate whisper or had chosen to ignore it, Aiden answered the call. At the sound of his cheerful greeting, Jaeha bit down on his hand, grinding his teeth. His jaw clenched so tightly the tendons stood out, and muscles bulged. The pressure was so intense his gums started to ache, but he was consumed by the desperate need not to be caught by whoever was on the other end of the line—even if all his teeth fell out.

“Oh, Director.”

“…”

Maybe it was a relief that Aiden’s thrusts slowed a bit. Or rather, it was a relief that there hadn’t been actual penetration. Had he actually been inside, there would have been no way to stifle the moans.

However, as his thrusting slowed, the friction of bare skin rubbing together created a heat that made Jaeha’s hips twitch involuntarily.

—I came up to the third floor after some time had passed, but there was no sign of anyone. I didn’t want to disturb anything just in case. Are you alright?

“Ah, I’m so sorry. Suddenly, something came up at the Association, whew… I used a spatial teleport Esper to return there briefly.”

He tilted his head, tucking the phone between his shoulder and ear. With both hands now free, he grabbed and kneaded Jaeha’s trembling buttocks. He spread the firm yet slightly soft flesh apart, then curled his thumb and rubbed at the plump hole. All the while, he replied with such nonchalance that, judging by his voice alone, it sounded genuinely regretful. It made Jaeha feel like he needed to double-check if this was actually the Association.

“Mmgh…!”

—Ah, I see… What should I do with your coat? Should I keep it for you?

“I think I can be there soon. Just thirty minutes.”

Thirty more minutes of this? Even though there was no penetration, the friction was starting to cause soreness and pain. Jaeha, still covering his mouth, shook his head toward him. Their eyes met, and Aiden smiled bashfully even in the dark. His face was slightly flushed with sweat, just like Jaeha’s.

He swept back his sweat-drenched hair. It was as if he knew exactly which angle made him look most beautiful—Jaeha found himself, as always, utterly entranced.

“Ugh…!”

At that moment, Aiden’s thumb slipped inside the tight spot. The dry flesh, not lubricated at all, created an intense foreign sensation. Yet the heat from their prolonged activity had built up to the point that Jaeha couldn’t hold back a moan.

Then, a bright flash burst in his vision. He felt the tight muscles in his thighs clench, and they began to tremble uncontrollably as a violent spasm took over.

Drip, drip… Thick liquid gushed out in clumps, suspiciously dense. That’s when Jaeha realized—he had just ejaculated. All because Aiden’s thumb had pushed into his hole.

“Ah… Ah…”

The relief from the overwhelming urge to climax was incredible, but he couldn’t stay in that warm afterglow for long—because the deep, resonant voice from the phone came through once more.

—I understand. Then I’ll see you later.

“Yes.”

“….”

Jaeha, completely horrified, bit his own hand. Luckily, the Director on the phone didn’t seem to have noticed anything, but he was still so embarrassed that his face burned with shame.

Their eyes met again.

Only after cheerfully finishing the call and hanging up did Aiden toss the phone to the floor. He opened his mouth.

“Ahh…”

A low murmur. Within it was an aching desire and dark obsession. He started laughing. Ha ha. Hahaha. Hahahahaha. His crescent-shaped eyes curled like a sly fox.

“You’re so goddamn pretty, really…”

“A-Aiden-ssi, please, let’s stop and go out now…”

“You’re really too pretty…”

“Ngh…!”

Even though the truly beautiful one was Aiden.

He began thrusting his fingers into the hole again. Jaeha’s eyes almost rolled back. His legs gave out, and his fingernails scratched desperately at the closet wall. The lust that had been quenched through ejaculation now began to bubble up again.

“Look how soft this hole is, fuck…”

Jaeha instinctively knew that Aiden would get what he wanted again this time. And he had to admit it. He too, he also…

“Our Jaeha’s hole is adorable too… Whew… When it’s full of cunt juice, and I ram my cock in, he loves it like crazy… Did you think I didn’t know? I knew from the first time I popped your cherry… Ah, fuck. I’m about to come. Spread your legs more.”

“Please…!”

He might have secretly wanted this too.

In the end, Jaeha sobbed loudly as he endured Aiden’s relentless torment—not just for thirty minutes, but much longer.

When he finally went downstairs and came face-to-face with the Director, he was too embarrassed to look him in the eyes. He simply bowed and fled.

Later, when he contacted them to pay for the clothes left in the closet, he was told that Aiden had already donated all the furniture and clothing at the orphanage and replaced them with brand-new items.

He felt like he had somehow been tricked.

A week had passed since then. Jaeha’s journey to recover his memories had not progressed further. Even though he had tried a few more contact guiding sessions with Aiden just in case, there had been no improvement. As a result, the sessions had essentially become romantic escapades instead of real guiding. Perhaps because of that… well, the truth was, he didn’t really mind it.

Still, the Association took Aiden’s hypothesis seriously once it received the report that it might be correct. Moreover, Jaeha’s rate of recovery was much faster than expected.

Because of that, the doctor gave a hopeful diagnosis: if he continued steady treatment, he might be able to rise back from F-rank to E-rank within a month. It was a completely different prognosis from the early days, when they had been pessimistic about any recovery.

Perhaps because of that…

“Our legal team has officially filed a request with the court,” the Association President said. “To hold a special trial proposing to reduce your sentence on the condition that you join the Association and work for the public good.”

“…”

That day was Jaeha’s discharge from the hospital. It had been a long time since he’d seen the Association President. After their intense first meeting, he hadn’t seen him again, and sometimes Jaeha doubted it had really happened. But now, with the President standing before him once more, it felt real again.

The Association President handed him a stack of papers: a contract for joining the Korea Esper Association, a special public safety cooperation pledge, an agreement to carry out special missions, and a pen.

“As I told you before, your criminal record will remain officially documented, but most of the actual penalties will be waived. You’re an important witness in the Baek Beomwoo case, after all. It’ll probably end with just a few dozen hours of community service.”

“Yes…”

“So? Have you given it some thought?”

“…”

He’d thought about it plenty. It had already been over a month since his boss pushed him into the Association for “rescue.” He’d been receiving daily guiding, consistent treatment, and had grown somewhat used to Aiden’s encouragement, praise, and romantic antics.

So rationally, he understood.

“…”

No—he had known for a long time. His boss had been raising him in an unreasonably controlling way, and Jaeha had been afraid of that. Regardless of any gratitude or fondness he felt, it was terrifying.

Yes, he was still too stupid to fully betray his boss. That was why he hadn’t yet told anyone that Mr. Gwon-ido might be one of the boss’s people.

And yet, he still wanted to take a step—no, two steps—outside his boss’s shadow.

But—

“Go to the Association.”

He couldn’t break free of him. That warning he had received long ago kept echoing in his head. It felt as though his boss was telling him not to do anything foolish.

Jaeha tried his best to ignore the grueling training. He tried instead to hold on to the peaceful moment of laughing foolishly together in the closet. He recalled the many lies his boss had woven into his life.

“…Yes.”

He wanted to answer as calmly and firmly as possible, but his voice trembled pathetically at the end.

He glanced nervously at the Association President, who gave him a look, causing him to flinch and lower his gaze. Slowly, he picked up the pen.

‘Wait until then. I’ll come to get you.’

A buzzing echoed in his head. A faint, hallucination-like voice kept trying to stop him from making a decision, but he gritted his teeth and held the pen tightly. Though it wasn’t obvious, his hand trembled slightly as he pressed his name onto the document in bold, firm strokes.

“I know it was a hard decision.”

“…”

“You did well.”

When he finally finished signing and put down the pen, what greeted him was unexpected praise and encouragement.