AAGULT Ch 122(18+)

Chapter 122 (18+)

His senses returned the moment after. What did I just say? As if to confirm the other man’s shock, the guiding came to an abrupt halt, and in its absence, reality hit hard.

“Cough, cough!”

“Ah, oh! I’m sorry!”

He started coughing, understandably so, since not only had he choked, but he’d ejaculated directly into his throat. Jaeha hastily pushed him away, pulling his now-flaccid member out and patting his back. Each time Aiden coughed, the semen Jaeha had released dripped onto the floor with a soft plop.

“Are you okay? Spit it out quickly…”

He wanted to die of embarrassment. His head was hot from the heat rising, and he could feel how flushed his face must be. Honestly, just facing him was mortifying enough that he wanted to flee, but since Aiden was busy coughing up Jaeha’s semen, he couldn’t do anything but keep patting his back.

“Are you alright? I’m really sorry…”

“Ah, damn… what a waste.”

But after coughing a few more times, Aiden—his face slightly red from the fit—swallowed down whatever remained in his mouth. Then he casually licked his lips clean. His voice was slightly hoarse from using his throat, and after mumbling something under his breath, he lifted his body upright, his face still faintly flushed. There was even a strange glint in his eyes.

“Uh, uh…?”

“If it itches in the back, you’ve got to put something in.”

“What?”

“I’ll help you.”

Because Aiden had been sitting between Jaeha’s knees, pleasuring his genitals, when he pushed Jaeha down and rose up, he naturally ended up positioned between his legs. When Jaeha came to his senses, he found himself lying on the soft bed, legs spread apart, and scrambled to prop himself up on his elbows in alarm.

“R-Right now?”

“Right now.”

Aiden yanked down the pants bunched around Jaeha’s knees and tossed them aside. He smacked his lips like he could still taste the semen in his mouth. Damn, it’s delicious, he muttered, then pressed down on Jaeha’s thighs, spreading his legs more overtly as he lowered his body. His shadow cast over Jaeha.

“……”

No—he halted mid-motion. Aiden was looking right at him.

“…Can I?”

The man blinked and furrowed his brows in a pitiful tone as he asked. It seemed he was trying to look harmless by donning a gentle expression, but his eyes were sunken deep with arousal, completely contradicting the image.

Really, even earlier, he hadn’t seemed like himself. Normally, he wasn’t the type to ask permission like this. Especially not when he was already breathless with desire.

As Jaeha just stared up at him with a dazed expression, Aiden, as if trying to justify himself or make excuses, began to babble:

“I’m really good at this. You know that, right? I’m seriously great at fucking. Really. If you take away guiding and sex, I’m practically a corpse.”

“……”

“Ah, and my face… I’ll go to the dermatologist starting tomorrow. I’m just a little puffy from crying, but if I start taking care of it now, I’ll be pretty again in no time. I can totally change into your type quickly.”

“……”

“…Do you not want to?”

Jaeha, listening to the frantic stream of excuses, silently dropped his gaze downward. The front of Aiden’s pants, pressed hard against Jaeha’s body, was bulging obviously with arousal. One of his thighs looked thickly swollen—laughable in appearance, perhaps, but for someone who knew just how large it was, and how deep it could reach inside, it looked nothing short of terrifying. It was a thing that caused trouble not because it was unwanted—but precisely because it wasn’t.

“……”

“What if… I said no?”

Even while still drowsy and hazy from the lingering effects of the guiding, he cautiously asked. Somehow, it felt like a question he needed to ask.

“You don’t want to?”

“…I don’t.”

Even as he said it, it wasn’t true. Who would dislike having sex with someone they loved? It’s just… saying it like that made him feel a bit mean, like he was testing him. Maybe it was presumptuous of him to think he had the right to test someone. But Aiden had been acting so strangely since ‘that incident’ that he felt compelled to make sure.

“……”

Aiden bit his lip. He furrowed his brows slightly, as if he were contemplating something. Jaeha tried to read his thoughts but found nothing. It wasn’t that he was thinking something concrete—his mind seemed flooded with a sea of conflicting emotions.

The Aiden that Jaeha knew would’ve coaxed him, persuaded him sweetly and gotten his way regardless of whether Jaeha said yes or no. And Jaeha would’ve ended up sobbing beneath him, helpless in the face of pleasure.

“Well then…”

“……”

“…Can’t be helped.”

But surprisingly, this time, Aiden didn’t do that. With hands still trembling with tension, he very slowly brought Jaeha’s reluctantly spread legs together. Then, rising to his feet, he began to gather his clothes. His arousal was so prominent it was even more noticeable as he moved. His awkward, half-hunched posture from the erection was… well… frankly, quite a sight.

“I’ll take care of the cleanup, so you can leave if you want. I just… need to go to the bathroom for a bit.”

Jaeha looked at him as if he were a stranger. But Aiden didn’t even glance back at his face. He simply strode across the room, flung open the bathroom door, walked inside, and slammed it shut.

“……”

Still half-reclined on the bed, propped up on his elbows, Jaeha slowly straightened and sat up.

“…Aiden?”

The sheets rustled beneath him. After hesitating for a moment, he bent down to pick up his pants from the floor. Even while doing that, he kept stealing glances at the bathroom door, but it never opened.

Is this really it? For real? That Aiden? The one who, even shrouded in rose-colored glasses of love, couldn’t hide his perversion?

“……”

He waited a little longer, but Aiden still didn’t emerge from the bathroom.

There was no sound of running water, nor any hint of activity inside. Jaeha wondered if he was simply waiting for him to leave. Slowly approaching the door, he placed his hand on the knob. And then…

“……”

Instead of leaving, he checked the bathroom one last time, then deliberately slammed the bedroom door shut with a loud thud, as if he’d exited. Only then did sound begin to emanate from the bathroom. The first thing he heard was Aiden’s moan.

— Hngh…

Jaeha held his breath. That signature pounding heartbeat he felt whenever he did something mischievous thudded in his ears. Normally, Aiden would’ve sensed his presence through the esper’s natural wave detection, but whether he was too distracted or just careless, he didn’t even check if Jaeha was truly gone. Jaeha could tell: Aiden had pulled down his pants and started masturbating.

“……”

— Ah, Song Jaeha…

Jaeha froze like a statue. Even the slightest movement might give him away. He held his breath, tension locking every muscle, and focused on the sound.

He heard the faint, rhythmic thwack, thwack, thwack of skin slapping against skin, and the stifled moans echoing lightly from the bathroom walls. But that wasn’t all Jaeha could hear.

[Song Jaeha. Jaeha, Jaeha. I love you. I love you… I love you. Goddamn it, I really love you so much. Aiden, you’re fucked… What do I do? I love him too much. I love you. I love you. I love you.]

“……”

His thoughts streamed directly into Jaeha’s mind. The sheer rawness of them sent heat rushing through his body. They were so desperately sincere that Jaeha couldn’t help but think:

Is this really part of some honey trap? Could Aiden really act this well?

No. Don’t let your guard down. This could all be part of the plan too.

Maybe he even knew Jaeha was standing outside the bathroom, eavesdropping on his thoughts—and he was deliberately thinking those things. Aiden was certainly capable of such calculations.

Before that suspicion could take full form, an image flowed into Jaeha’s mind. Aiden’s current fantasy, vividly painted in his head.

They were having sex.

As always, Jaeha was blushing all over and crying, while Aiden kissed him. That grotesquely long cock was being shoved inside, thrust, thrust, squelch, squelch! driving deep.

Embarrassed, Jaeha closed his eyes—but unfortunately, this wasn’t an image that disappeared just by doing that.

“……”

But something was different about this filthy scene.

Normally, Aiden’s fantasies were nothing but raw, naked lust. A parade of desires to dominate, subdue, and possess Jaeha. Forcing open a tight hole to stuff himself in, sucking on his chest, leaving bite marks, making him sob—all of that was typical.

But now…

[Ah, ah, ngh, ah! Aiden, Aiden hyung, I love it…]

Jaeha found himself thinking about how long it had been since he’d seen his own face from an objective angle, rather than focusing on his abs or ass. In the fantasy, he was smiling up at Aiden with a dumb, goofy grin, reaching out to him.

“……”

…Honestly, it was kind of a shock. He could admit it was his face—but he hadn’t realized it could look that stupid. Maybe a cute face could pull off that kind of expression, but his own features just didn’t suit such an innocent smile.

[I love you.]

Anyway, the version of him in Aiden’s mind was smiling. His cheeks were flushed, eyes brimming with tears of pleasure. Hugging Aiden tightly, the fantasy-Jaeha nuzzled his face against Aiden’s shoulder like he was being affectionate, then whispered it again.

[I love you…]

Jaeha couldn’t tell if he should be embarrassed or furious, as if he’d just been insulted.

He knows that I’m the one who’s in love. That he doesn’t love me. So why does he fantasize like he desperately wants this?

His heart pounded in confusion.

And finally, Jaeha panicked and flung the bedroom door open, fleeing in a rush.

His face felt like it was going to explode from how red it was—even without looking in a mirror, he could tell.