TGIC Ch 86(NSFW)

Chapter 86(NSFW)

We arrived home in no time.

Vasily still seemed to be in low spirits. Judging from the chill I could feel seeping from his body since earlier, it seemed like he was in a state that required guiding.

I recalled the scene of massive ice spears slamming down toward the ground all at once, and stayed silent. It did seem like he had overused his ability. On top of that, given that he, an ice Esper, had even sustained burns, the pain must have been all the more intense.

It might be that simple contact guiding wouldn’t suffice today. I might have no choice but to attempt a more intimate form of guiding. Depending on the situation… I might even need to consider mixing tongues.

Having steeled myself to some degree, I approached Vasily.

“Esper Vasily, guiding…”

I tried to take hold of his arm, but before my hand could even touch the scorched sleeve, Vasily slapped it away.

Smack. The blow was so forceful that my hand throbbed. Cradling my aching hand, I looked at him with a face full of confusion.

“I don’t need guiding, so just go to your room and stay quiet.”

“…?”

His voice was cold as he gave the order. As I stood there, startled, Vasily brushed past me.

Why is he in such a foul mood?

He should obviously need guiding. In a condition this unstable, it wouldn’t even have been strange for him to already come running to me asking for mucosal guiding.

Thinking that something was strange, I chased after him and asked:

“Do you not need guiding?”

Following close on his heels, I suddenly heard the sound of ice cracking from somewhere. I turned my head toward the source of the sound.

“…!”

In my line of sight, I caught his hand — half encased in ice. Seeing the pallor of his hand, white to the point of looking lifeless, I froze on the spot.

“If I got guided right now, I might end up freezing Guide Kwon Gidam solid. So go to your room, shut your mouth, and stay quiet.”

“…”

Vasily cast me a sidelong glance where I stood, halted in place, and then went into his room without another word. I was left standing alone in the middle of the living room.

In the dim room, I fell into thought.

As Vasily said, guiding him right now would be dangerous. It would probably be best to wait until his condition settled down a little before trying again.

But if I did that, Vasily would have to endure the pain until then… Knowing that he was suffering just beyond that door, I couldn’t bring myself to simply return to my room and rest in peace.

‘Just grit your teeth and try it once.’

Before my regression, there had been plenty of times I had guided Vasily when his condition was just as bad as it was now, and ended up with frostbite. But perhaps thanks to my sturdy body, I had never suffered long-term aftereffects.

Alright, I’ll just try it first. If it really feels too dangerous, I’ll stop then.

Thinking that, I headed toward Vasily’s room.

Click.

I quietly closed the door after slipping into the dimly lit room.

When I turned my head, my eyes met Vasily’s, who was sitting on the edge of his bed. His chilling gaze was fixed on me, as though glaring at an intruder who had entered without permission.

“I told you not to come in.”

Enduring the fierce warning, I forced myself to speak calmly.

“I am Esper Vasily’s exclusive guide, am I not? You don’t look well, so I’ll guide you.”

Vasily fixed me with his cold gaze and murmured:

“Guide Kwon Gidam… do you have no regard for your life? I had a sense of it from the way you usually act, but still…”

“If it’s something dangerous, I’ve already done it to a point I’m sick and tired of.”

At that, Vasily gave a small, amused snort.

“Then why don’t you come over here and try guiding me?”

He swept his hair back as though finding it ridiculous that I’d answered back without backing down. However, his voice, which had been edged like a blade, seemed slightly softened, as though his mood had improved.

Though I had spoken boldly, when it came time to actually proceed with the guiding, a wave of tension washed over me. I glanced at his hand. Ice still lingered on the surface of his skin.

Gripping my trembling hands tightly, I stepped toward Vasily.

As I met his gaze, I cautiously placed my hand against his cheek. A cool pulse traveled up my fingertips.

Vasily gently closed his eyes and leaned his cheek into my palm. His eyelashes, quietly settling down, tickled my palm. He was cold, but not to the point of freezing my hand through.

Lowering my head slowly, I pressed my lips to his.

His lips were cool. The breath he exhaled and the saliva that lightly moistened my lips were colder than usual, so it felt like kissing ice.

As Vasily quietly accepted the kiss, he suddenly pulled me into his arms by the waist. Startled by the sensation of his touch, I tensed — but as there was no feeling of my skin freezing, I relaxed, realizing that Vasily was controlling his ability as usual.

As the kiss deepened, I found my back pressed against the bed before I knew it. A cold hand slipped under my clothes.

“Hh—!”

His chilled fingers kneaded my chest before brushing against a peak. I clenched my teeth to stifle the sound threatening to escape.

His hand, which had been wandering over my chest, slowly traveled downward. After caressing my waist in a lingering way, his fingers traced along my spine as they moved lower.

“Hhhk!”

The cold sensation made my back arch involuntarily.

Taking advantage of my loosened posture, his hand slid into my trousers. I quickly broke the kiss and grabbed his wrist to stop the hand that had invaded my underwear.

“W-wait…! That’s—”

“You’re hard.”

“…!”

Startled, I glanced down at myself. That couldn’t be true. It had to be a lie…

But it was true. Down below, I was taut and standing.

“That’s impossible…”

My gaze wavered violently. I desperately denied reality, insisting something was wrong.

Watching my confusion, Vasily smirked and grasped my sex.

“Uhh—!”

I bit down as a groan slipped out. While I was distracted by the gentle stroking up and down my length, before I knew it, my body was stripped bare of every last thread of clothing.

Every warning bell in my head was ringing that this would be dangerous if I continued. I had come here planning to guide him, yes — but that was only ever meant to include mixing tongues at most. I had not intended to do anything like this.

If this continued, we would surely cross the line. I hurried to push him away and escape, but froze mid-movement at his next question.

“You ever done it with a man before?”

“…I have.”

If I ran away now, he’d definitely think I was fleeing because I was inexperienced. My pointless pride chained me in place.

It wasn’t a lie, either. Before the regression, I’d tangled bodies with Vasily to the point of loathing as part of guiding. It was just that in this life, I’d yet to have the experience.

I almost answered reflexively that I hadn’t — but that would only have put Vasily in a good mood, so I delivered the ambiguous truth instead.

“Hmm… is that so?”

Vasily’s reaction suggested that he wasn’t pleased to hear I had experience. Finding satisfaction in that reaction, I smiled to myself — only for him to suddenly bow his head and take my sex into his mouth.

I was stunned at the sight of my length disappearing past those pretty parted lips.

He’d never done this before. He’d always skipped foreplay and simply forced himself in… so why this?

“Uhh…! Hhh—!”

The strong stimulation wrapping around my sex made my head fall back. His tongue, cold and firm, sensuously encircled and rubbed me.

A tidal wave of pleasure threatened to wash away my thoughts; I clenched my teeth, barely suppressing my moans.

“Wait… ngh—!”

The urge to climax surged almost immediately, and I hurriedly tried to push Vasily’s head away — but he resisted stubbornly. In my grasp, his silver hair became thoroughly disheveled.

“Ahhhk!”

A groan I had barely held back burst free as my mouth fell open. My back arched tautly in the air, trembling. Even so, Vasily continued to hold me in his mouth.

It was only after I ejaculated to the very last drop that Vasily finally released me.

Panting, I stared blankly as he spat my semen into his palm — until our eyes met. I quickly averted my gaze, but Vasily let out a quiet laugh.

When I felt my legs being parted and something pressing between my buttocks, I was forced to look back at him again. The sticky sensation at my entrance made it clear that it was the semen I had just released.

“What are you… trying to do?!”

“Of course I’m loosening you up. Haven’t you done this before?”

“I’ve… never been loosened in the back before.”

“What kind of bastard have you been with if they didn’t even prep your backside before doing it?”

“…”

I couldn’t say a word.

That bastard was you.

I wondered how Vasily would react if he realized he himself was that bastard in question. The thought piqued my curiosity for a moment, but I had no intention of revealing that I had regressed — so I kept my mouth shut.