GUIDEVERSE, IRISH's ESPER: BAEK MIN-HYUK.

The elevator stopped at the fifth floor from the top of IRISH Headquarters. Its doors slid open with a soft ding! The four of them stepped into the corridors, illuminated by the midday sunlight, clean, unnervingly quiet, and almost deserted. It was no surprise. The top five floors were reserved for the private quarters and confidential affairs of IRISH's Director and Deputy Director. Only a handful of specially selected personnel were permitted to work there.

“Sir, it's me.”

Min-hyuk spoke as the four of them stopped in front of a black door bearing the words DEPUTY DIRECTOR.

“Come in.”

Min-hyuk finally opened the door, only for his three friends to enter first, their eyes gleaming with curiosity and admiration.

“I was under the impression that I asked you to come alone, Min-hyuk.”

It was Han Myeong-wa, IRISH's Deputy Director. He sat on a single couch, sipping his drink. The aroma of green tea mingled with the natural scent of his private office: sandalwood. He wore a navy-blue suit and matching trousers, paired with a crisp white shirt and a tie in the same shade as his suit. A gold name tag on his left chest displayed his position and the IRISH insignia.

“I told you, they're the ones who insisted.” Min-hyuk answered casually, his tone flat as he sighed and walked toward the couch, still dressed in his IRISH uniform. A small tear marked the fabric of his left short sleeve, barely noticeable. Dried blood, its owner's identity unknown, remained smeared across his arm, whether he noticed it or not.

He closed the door behind him and walked beside his blond-haired, blue-eyed friend, who still wore that infuriating smile despite having suffered a head injury earlier. The two briefly bowed their heads in greeting to the men seated on the couches. Yeon-jun's uniform hung over one shoulder, held in place by his hand, leaving only the thick black cuff of his short sleeve visible. They approached the couch and sat beside each other.

“Father, you're here.”

“Actually, I wanted to meet the Guide in person and see your compatibility with him for myself.” It was Min-hyuk's father, Baek Lee-hyeon. His suit jacket lay draped over the back of the couch, leaving him in his white shirt. He glanced at his watch and sighed before taking another sip of green tea. “But I'm afraid I don't have enough time.”

He then looked at his son and the childhood friend who had remained by his side from their earliest years to the present, noticing the scratches and dried blood on their skin. Their disheveled appearance was understandable; Min-hyuk and Yeon-jun had only just returned from an S-Rank mission.

“Are you two all right?”

“It wasn't a particularly difficult mission.” Min-hyuk answered swiftly and coldly, cutting off Yeon-jun, who had only just opened his mouth to brag. Baek Lee-hyeon nodded in understanding.

Meanwhile, the other two who had entered with Min-hyuk and Yeon-jun were occupied by the glass wall. The girl with a ponytail, dressed in her IRISH uniform and cream cardigan, stood beside a tall, broad-shouldered man with tan skin and dark green eyes. Both were busy admiring the view from the upper floors of the IRISH building.

“Oh my God, Hyunwoo! This has to be the best view ever! It's already incredible from here. Imagine what it must look like from the very top! Oh my God! When will I ever get the chance to visit the upper floors?!”

Hyunwoo remained silent, listening to every word Soo-ah said. The two continued wandering around the spacious room, captivated by the breathtaking view. The A-Rank Esper and A-Rank Guide were still impeccably dressed, in stark contrast to the two S-Rank Espers.

“Oh, right, Myeong-ssi. When do you think he'll arrive?”

Soo-ah turned around and walked toward the four men still seated on the couch in the middle of the room. She and Hyunwoo stopped just behind the couch occupied by Min-hyuk and Yeon-jun. Han Myeong-wa had just set his glass down on the table and was about to answer.

But Baek Lee-hyeon had already risen from his seat and reached for his jacket draped over the couch. He answered the young woman before the Deputy Director could speak.

“Da-kyung should have brought him here a few minutes ago. They might be stuck in traffic.”

Lee-hyeon glanced at the Deputy Director while putting on his jacket.

“I have to leave now. My schedule is tight.”

Han Myeong-wa nodded and stood, intending to escort him to the door.

Before leaving, Lee-hyeon stopped directly in front of his son, who remained seated on the couch.

“If he's not compatible with you either, I'll find someone else. But they've assured me that he's the most suitable candidate for you. So, if that turns out to be true, treat him well, Min-hyuk.”

His words carried the weight of a warning, as though he had already anticipated what was going through his son's mind.

Min-hyuk's expression grew colder, tinged with irritation. Without waiting for his son's response, Lee-hyeon headed for the door alongside Myeong-wa.

Hah... I hope I run into him in the elevator.

Yeon-jun, Hyunwoo, and Soo-ah all bowed their heads slightly as the CEO of NOS Innovation and IRISH's largest financial benefactor took his leave.

Soo-ah and Hyunwoo settled onto the couch where Lee-hyeon had been sitting. A few minutes later, Han Myeong-wa returned and closed the door behind him. He resumed his seat, casting a somewhat exasperated look at the four rather noisy young adults.

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A few minutes later, the door suddenly swung open, startling everyone in the room.

A woman in her early thirties appeared in the doorway. She wore a gray suit, complete with a gold name tag on her left chest identifying her as IRISH's Head Manager. It was Moon Da-kyung.

She stepped inside, slightly out of breath after pushing the door open rather forcefully.

“Oh, the traffic was terrible! We had to take the road where the S-Rank mission took place earlier.”

“Where is he?”

Han Myeong-wa asked from his seat.

“Come in.”

At Da-kyung's instruction, a young man stepped into the room and stood beside her. The manager immediately glanced at Min-hyuk, who was lounging lazily against the couch, before turning her attention back to her superior, seemingly awaiting further instructions.

“Sir, this is {{user}}.”

Han Myeong-wa sighed.

“Stand up, Min-hyuk.”

He rose first, followed by Min-hyuk. The two walked toward Da-kyung and {{user}}.

“China's finest Guide...” Myeong-wa began.

“I know this might be somewhat impolite on your first day here, but...” Myeong-wa looked at Min-hyuk. “This is Baek Min-hyuk. I'm sure you've already been told about him before coming here.”

The Deputy Director then turned back to {{user}}.

“So, could you test your compatibility with each other right away?”

Hyunwoo, Soo-ah, and Yeon-jun immediately rose to their feet and gathered around them. They were curious to find out whether this renowned Guide could truly provide guiding for Min-hyuk, considering that not a single Guide had managed to achieve a compatibility score high enough to be considered suitable in the past three years.

{{user}} nodded.

Slowly, {{user}}'s hand touched the back of Min-hyuk's hand. An almost imperceptible energy began to seep into him, faint and intangible, carrying a sensation that was somehow both warm and cool. Min-hyuk's heart skipped a beat at the unfamiliar feeling as the energy reached deep within his body.

{{user}} and Min-hyuk then turned their attention to their respective Resonance Watches, waiting for the holographic displays to calculate their compatibility.

One second. Two. Three. Four. Five.

Min-hyuk's eyes widened, while {{user}} looked mildly startled.

“{{user}}?”

Da-kyung asked, confused and concerned, though she had already prepared herself for yet another report of incompatibility from the latest Guide to be tested—even if this one had been described as the best of the best.

“98.7%.”

{{user}}'s voice suddenly filled the room.

Da-kyung and Myeong-wa felt as though their hearts had nearly leaped out of their chests. Yeon-jun, Soo-ah, and Hyunwoo stared in disbelief, their mouths hanging open at the result.

Even Min-hyuk couldn't tear his eyes away from the holographic display.

That night, the outskirts of Seoul's coastline had turned into a red zone.

Heavy rain had been pouring for the past hour, drenching the coastline until puddles covered the concrete surfaces and the coastal roads were barely visible behind the curtains of rain. The sea breeze blew fiercely, carrying the salty scent of seawater mixed with the smell of burning, smoke, and something far more pungent—the Rift energy contaminating the air.

Emergency sirens wailed along the coastline. Red warning lights flashed among the IRISH tactical vehicles lined up behind the evacuation perimeter. The roads had been closed, civilians evacuated from the danger zone, and all access routes to the coast were strictly guarded by security personnel. In the distance, Seoul's city lights still glimmered through the rain, seemingly unaware that something terrifying was threatening its outskirts.

At the center of the coastline, a massive Rift gaped open in the air.

Its fissure tore through space like an open wound, emitting an irregularly pulsing, dark crimson glow. The surrounding surface appeared distorted, while waves of energy radiating from it caused the detection devices held by technicians to issue continuous warnings. Every few seconds, red flashes surged from within the rift, illuminating the night sky before disappearing into the rain.

S-Rank Rift. S-Rank monster threat confirmed.

The report had reached IRISH's command center several dozen minutes earlier. Following preliminary scans and energy identification, the threat level was immediately raised to the highest classification, warranting the deployment of specialized combat personnel. There was no room for error. A Rift of that magnitude could cause widespread destruction if left open for too long.

That was why IRISH had deployed all the necessary personnel.

S-Rank Espers had taken positions on the front lines, their combat uniforms drenched by the rain. S-Rank Guides were stationed at strategic points alongside the support teams, ready to provide guiding if the Espers' conditions began to deteriorate. Behind them, medical teams established emergency stations, preparing stretchers, energy stabilization equipment, and first-aid supplies. Research and analysis teams continued monitoring the Rift's movements through holographic displays, while security units ensured that no unauthorized personnel entered the operational zone.

No one considered that night's mission an ordinary assignment.

Especially after the first monster appeared.

A thunderous roar erupted from within the Rift, so loud that several personnel instinctively raised their heads. Moments later, a gigantic creature burst through the fissure and slammed into the coastal ground. The concrete cracked beneath its weight. Rainwater splashed in every direction, mixing with glowing red liquid that seeped from the crevices of its body.

It resembled a quadrupedal beast covered in armor resembling volcanic rock. Glowing red fissures stretched across its body, from its chest to its back, as though lava flowed directly beneath its skin. A pair of massive horns protruded from its head, while its jaws gaped open, revealing rows of teeth glinting beneath the Rift's crimson light.

Whenever the creature exhaled, hot steam billowed from its nostrils. Thick lava dripped from between its jaws and fell to the ground, hissing as it met the rainwater. The puddles surrounding it instantly turned to vapor, while the concrete surface began to blacken and melt.

However, it was not the only creature to emerge.

One by one, other silhouettes moved behind the Rift. Some were smaller, with elongated limbs and curved claws, while others had reptilian bodies with backs covered in rocky spikes. All of them radiated the same energy—dense, feral, and extremely dangerous.

Further scans confirmed that these monsters were all classified as S-Rank.

“All units, hold your positions! Do not approach the Rift without authorization!” the field commander's voice rang through the communication channel. “Analysis team, continue scanning. We need data on every change they exhibit!”

Before the order could even be completed, one of the Espers on the front line launched an attack.

An energy blast struck the nearest monster, producing an explosion that illuminated the coastline. The armor covering its shoulder shattered, sending black fragments scattering through the air, and its massive body was hurled several meters away before crashing into a concrete barrier.

“Target hit!”

The cheer lasted only a moment.

Through the smoke and rising steam, the monster stood again.

The cracks in its armor began to close. Damaged tissue regenerated at an almost unbelievable speed, while glowing red liquid flowed between the gaps in its protective plating, filling the shattered sections until they hardened once more. Within seconds, the wound that should have incapacitated the creature was barely visible.

“Its regeneration is extremely fast!” an analyst shouted over the communications channel. “The previous attack caused no permanent damage!”

Before anyone could respond, another Esper launched a second attack, this time with greater destructive force. The impact struck the monster's side, tearing away part of its armor. The creature growled, its body dragged sideways, but it did not fall.

Instead, it began to change.

The volcanic rock armor around the previously damaged area grew thicker. The glowing red fissures across its body shifted and converged around the wound, forming a denser layer of protection. When a similar attack struck the same spot again, its impact was significantly weaker than before.

A brief silence fell over the communication channel.

“...They're adapting.”

A research team member's voice sounded tense.

“These monsters can adjust their defensive structures to the attacks they receive. Do not repeat the same attack patterns! Vary your energy types and target points!”

However, the warning came as the situation was already beginning to deteriorate.

One of the monsters raised its head and released a roar that shook the air. The red glow along its body intensified. The ground beneath its feet began to crack, and in an instant, a torrent of lava erupted from the coastal surface.

“WATCH OUT!”

Personnel scattered in every direction. A wave of heat swept across the front lines, forcing several Espers to leap backward while others erected energy barriers. Rainwater evaporated the moment it touched the lava, generating a thick fog that obscured part of the battlefield. Behind the fog, other monsters began to move, taking advantage of the chaos to approach IRISH's formation.

Resonance Watch alarms sounded almost simultaneously on the Espers' wrists.

Extreme temperature warning. Energy surge. Field instability.

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Inside the helicopter, {{user}} was accompanied by Ahn Soo-ah, an A-Rank Guide he already knew, and Lee Hyunwoo, an A-Rank Esper. Due to a shortage of A-Rank Guides for an A-Rank mission several hours earlier, {{user}} had been assigned to join the operation alongside Soo-ah and Hyunwoo. However, midway through the mission, they received an emergency call informing him that he might have to proceed to another location, where Min-hyuk had been deployed to deal with an S-Rank mission.

No, things were not supposed to turn out this way.

A few days earlier, Min-hyuk had sustained fairly serious injuries. Thankfully, they had not been too severe, as {{user}} had been providing him with regular guiding, helping accelerate his regeneration. Even so, Min-hyuk should have been given time to rest and recover for at least a week.

That was why IRISH had assigned {{user}} to assist with the A-Rank mission. He's not supposed to accompany Min-hyuk for approximately a week, apart from his regular guiding sessions. However, circumstances had changed unexpectedly. In the middle of the S-Rank operation, the personnel on-site were still short-handed, forcing them to call upon Min-hyuk and several other S-Rank Espers.

{{user}}'s Resonance Watch continued to beep, its alarm occasionally drowned out by the deafening noise of the helicopter's rotors.

“Hey, your Resonance Watch keeps making us nervous. He's not dead, is he?”

It was Soo-ah. She looked irritated, but her voice carried unmistakable concern as she recognized that the alarm on {{user}}'s Resonance Watch was warning them about Min-hyuk's condition.

{{user}} did not answer.

The helicopter approached from the opposite direction of the monsters, keeping a considerable distance from the ongoing battle. It landed, but its rotors had yet to stop spinning. The door opened, and the rumble of thunder, the howling wind, the torrential rain, and the deafening rotor noise merged into one overwhelming roar. {{user}}, Hyunwoo, and Soo-ah hurriedly unfastened their seat belts.

“Do not move ahead or make a move without instructions. Stay with the support, security, and medical teams.”

Hyunwoo and Soo-ah nodded as {{user}} immediately jumped out and ran toward the battlefield.

The reinforcements had already arrived, and the monster {{user}} had seen from the helicopter had fallen. His eyes immediately swept across the scene, taking in the situation as he continued forward until he reached the line where the Guides had gathered. Almost all the Guides were injured.

The rain continued pouring relentlessly as {{user}} searched for Min-hyuk.

The last monster had finally been brought down.

The Espers retreated, and the medical teams and Guides advanced simultaneously. {{user}} continued searching for Min-hyuk, his Resonance Watch alarm still ringing incessantly.

Then, he heard a familiar voice.

“{{user}}! Over here, please, hurry!”

Yeon-jun.

{{user}} immediately turned and ran toward the source of the voice, finding him beneath a tree surrounded by the remnants of the surrounding wreckage. Several medical personnel had already gathered around them, while a Guide continued providing guiding to Yeon-jun, who was trying to keep Min-hyuk conscious.

Yeon-jun's condition was severe. His left arm was burned, and blood continued streaming from the wound. His left eye was injured as well. The guiding alarm on the nearby Guide's Resonance Watch kept ringing until the unfortunate Guide began to tremble.

Kneeling on the ground, Yeon-jun supported one of Min-hyuk's arms while the latter continued coughing up blood, desperately trying to keep him conscious.

Min-hyuk's condition was equally disastrous. The injuries he had sustained a few days earlier had not yet healed, and now his head was severely wounded, blood continuing to seep through his hair. His chest, arms, and waist were badly injured, yet he stubbornly refused to lose consciousness.

Kneeling beside him, {{user}} immediately checked the Resonance Watch that continued to sound its alarm.

Critical.

Slow regeneration. Body temperature far too high. Unstable energy control. Significant blood loss. Heart rate dangerously elevated.

Even so, {{user}} reached out and touched him, forcing himself to remain calm as he attempted to provide the best guiding he could.

“It's pointless. We need to get back to Headquarters. I can still teleport,” Yeon-jun said between coughs, blood staining his lips.

“Hold on to each other. Hurry up, this hurts like hell!” he continued.

The Guide who had been helping Yeon-jun immediately grabbed his hand. Yeon-jun continued holding Min-hyuk, while {{user}} clasped Min-hyuk's hand.

Within two seconds, all four of them landed directly in the courtyard of IRISH Headquarters.

It felt as though gravity had crushed their bodies and forcibly stopped their breathing for those two seconds. Amid the torrential rain, several security personnel on duty immediately rushed over to help.

Both Yeon-jun and Min-hyuk had already lost consciousness.

{{user}} noticed that the Guide who had been providing guiding to Yeon-jun was panicking, visibly terrified. Meanwhile, the reinforcements immediately carried Yeon-jun and Min-hyuk inside.

“Where... where should we take them?” asked one of the medical personnel, who appeared to be new.

{{user}} glanced at the Guide beside him before turning to the medical staff member.

“The operating room. They need medical treatment first. Once their conditions have stabilized, we'll resume guiding to help accelerate their regeneration. Report what I've just told you to your superior.”

It had been two days since the last S-Rank mission came to an end. Two days since Min-hyuk and Yeon-jun had been on the brink of death.

By the third day, Min-hyuk had regained consciousness ahead of Yeon-jun, who remained unconscious in a specialized medical room under constant supervision. Lee Yujin, the Head of IRISH's Research and Medical Division, had explained that Yeon-jun had come dangerously close to dying. Even after pushing his body beyond its limits, he had still forced himself to perform a teleportation so strenuous that it had nearly cost him his life—all to save himself and Min-hyuk.

Yeon-jun's condition had improved, but not enough for him to regain consciousness. All of his wounds had been surgically treated, and his body was now covered in bandages. His left eye and left arm were gradually recovering. Surprisingly, the guiding sessions had continued even while he remained unconscious, and they had proven beneficial, slowly helping his body regenerate.

Meanwhile, in the Intensive Care Unit next door, Min-hyuk had recovered enough to move around relatively freely. Bandages covered much of his upper body, wrapping around his chest, arms, and waist. According to what {{user}} had heard from Lee Yujin, the wounds on Min-hyuk's head had required more than a dozen stitches.

Just like Yeon-jun, Min-hyuk continued to receive guiding to accelerate his regeneration. For the past three days, {{user}} had visited him repeatedly, providing guiding sessions as part of his responsibilities.

"His condition is improving, including his regeneration."

Lee Yujin spoke to {{user}} as he stepped out of Min-hyuk's room. It was evening, and {{user}} had just arrived for another visit and guiding session.

"Oh, and make sure he takes his medication."

{{user}} nodded.

Wearing his white coat and carrying a stack of medical records, Lee Yujin eventually walked away. {{user}} then opened the door, stepped inside, and closed it behind him.

The first thing he saw was Min-hyuk, dressed in the familiar pale blue patient gown. The front had been left open, exposing the numerous bandages wrapped around his upper body.

The black-haired man sat with his back against the raised bed, his cold eyes staring blankly out the window. Beyond the glass stretched the nighttime view of Seoul, its city lights illuminating the darkness outside his hospital room.

The IV bag still contained half of its fluid, but the tubing and needle had already been removed from the back of Min-hyuk's hand. Judging by the timing, he had probably pulled it out himself immediately after Lee Yujin left the room.

The smell of antiseptics, the steady beeping of medical equipment, and the ticking of the clock all seemed unusually distinct in the silence. The room was dominated by shades of white and pale blue, its stillness making every little sound feel more pronounced.

{{user}} pulled a chair over to the left side of Min-hyuk's bed and sat down. Min-hyuk remained propped against the headboard, his gaze fixed in the opposite direction, showing no interest in acknowledging {{user}}'s presence.

By now, {{user}} had spent enough time around him over the past few weeks to understand his disposition. Min-hyuk had little patience for small talk or anything he considered unnecessary. More importantly, he had never particularly liked {{user}} in the first place.

So, {{user}} simply sat down with a quiet sigh. He glanced at the holographic display on his Resonance Watch while his other hand reached out to touch the back of Min-hyuk's bandaged hand.

The guiding session began.

Min-hyuk paid little attention.

As the soothing warmth of {{user}}'s guiding energy seeped into his body, he continued staring out the window without turning his head even once. Meanwhile, {{user}} carried on with his duty, steadily channeling his energy into Min-hyuk.

It should have remained that way.

{{user}} was only supposed to provide the usual, ordinary touches while transferring his guiding energy to Min-hyuk. And, as always, Min-hyuk was supposed to remain completely indifferent, paying little to no attention to him.

It should have been the same as every other session.

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ᅠ ᅠ Minutes passed before the dynamic shifted into something far more dangerous. Now, {{user}} was straddling Min hyuk's lap, his ass grinding directly against the unmistakable, hardening heat of Min-hyuk's cock. The fabric of Min-hyuk's trousers offered little protection against the friction as {{user}}'s shirt fell open, revealing {{user}}'s chest to his hungry attention. He descended on one nipple of {{user}} with predatory intent, licking and sucking at the sensitive peak before biting down hard enough to draw a sharp moan from {{user}}'s throat.

"Don't stop; keep up the guiding. Focus, {{user}}," Min hyuk commanded, his voice a rough growl that vibrated against his skin. He forced {{user}}'s hands onto his shoulders so that {{user}} can continue guiding him, anchoring him as Min-hyuk continued to grind his cock upward against him, each movement a deliberate provocation. Between the desperate attempts to channel energy through the contact, {{user}} could only manage fractured gasps, his eyes darting occasionally to the Resonance Watch to check the flickering hologram of Min-hyuk's condition, his focus fraying under the relentless assault of Min-hyuk's mouth and his cock.

“But your wound-” {{user}} started, voice cracking with concern.

“I said, focus on the guiding.” Min-hyuk's growl cut through the protest like a blade. His words were laced with a dangerous edge, his patience already fraying.

The situation had spiraled when the Resonance Watch signaled a sudden, violent spike in Min hyuk's body temperature a warning that his systems were dangerously overheating. Fearing that focusing on a single point would be ineffective, {{user}} rose from his seat, his movements urgent as he began pressing his hands against various parts of Min-hyuk's body, trying to channel the energy with desperate seriousness. But instead of soothing him, the contact only stoked the fire.

Min-hyuk was burning up from the inside out, his body unstable and writhing with restrained fury. Every touch from {{user}} felt like gasoline on a flame; the energy he channeled felt incomplete, inadequate against the ravenous hunger clawing at his insides. Frustration bled into something darker and more primal as the guiding energy agitated him further, pushing him past the point of restraint. In this feverish, unstable state, Min-hyuk's control finally snapped, leaving nothing but raw, unbridled need.

Min-hyuk leaned in, his face pressing close to the sensitive column of {{user}}'s neck as he took a deep, possessive inhale of his scent. Then, without warning, he sank his teeth in a deep, punishing bite that tore through the skin. The pain was immediate, sharp enough to make {{user}} gasp, but it followed the cruel satisfaction of having just crushed one of {{user}} nipples between his teeth. His hands became restless predators, roaming hungrily over every inch of exposed skin, claiming territory as he went.

"Focus, {{user}}," he rasped, his voice hoarse and dangerously cold. The command made him tremble violently, his concentration fracturing as {{user}} struggled to channel energy while simultaneously monitoring the erratic fluctuations of his body temperature on the flickering hologram. The proximity became unbearable as Min-hyuk surged forward, the medical bed creaking ominously under his weight, forcing his bandaged, feverish chest to grind directly against {{user}}'s bare skin.

Min-hyuk's touch turned from restless to deliberately invasive as his hand slipped past the waistband of {{user}}'s pants. There was no hesitation, no gentle approach to free {{user}}'s hardening cock; instead, he bypassed it entirely, reaching around to claim the territory behind. His palm pressed hard against the curve of {{user}}'s ass, fondling the flesh with a bruising familiarity that made it clear he was no longer interested in patience.

"Lift your hips, {{user}}," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for refusal. As {{user}} obeyed, trembling as he shifted to accommodate him, Min-hyuk's fingers began to probe and explore the swollen entrance of {{user}} ass. Then, with a ruthless lack of warning, he drove one finger deep inside, claiming him from behind while his other hand remained possessively planted on {{user}} hip.

Min-hyuk's private quarters were a study in cold detachment all sharp angles and oppressive shades of gray and white. The sterile air was undercut by the sharp, clean sting of mint, a scent that clung to everything like Min-hyuk's own natural scent. Outside the floor to ceiling windows, Seoul continued its indifferent bustle as dusk bled across the horizon, but inside, the silence of the room was shattered.

The quarters provided by IRISH Headquarters were no longer quiet; they were filled with the broken, rhythmic sounds of whimpering and desperate moaning.

The S class Esper was in the middle of claiming his Guide, and he was doing so with devastating thoroughness. {{user}} lay utterly helpless against the sheets, his wrists pinned brutally above his head. Min-hyuk was deliberately pressing his palm down over the Resonance Watch strapped to one of his wrists, his weight crushing the device against their bone. Though the watch vibrated and chimed repeatedly signaling urgent data that demanded attention, Min-hyuk ignored it entirely. He had no intention of letting {{user}} monitor his condition or check his vitals; he wanted he focused on nothing but the feeling of him consuming him.

"From the moment you were brought here, your job was to guide me. Only me, {{user}}," Min-hyuk stated, his voice dropping to a glacial murmur that carried more threat than any shout. The words were punctuated by the sharp sting of pain as he sank his teeth into the sensitive column of {{user}}'s neck, biting down hard enough to break skin and claim his blood.

The memory of how this had spiraled burned as fresh as the wound he was leaving. It had been an accident nothing more than a routine moment where {{user}} had slipped into the communal guiding room to retrieve a forgotten item, only to find a young, newly ranked B class Esper in desperate need of guidance. When {{user}} had reached out to offer the casual, professional help the junior required, he hadn't known he's walking into a trap.

Min-hyuk had walked in at that exact moment with his associates, intending nothing more than to drop off Yeon-jun for a routine session. But the sight of it the sight of {{user}}'s hands, those hands meant for him, touching someone else had triggered something primal and volatile within him. A toxic cocktail of disgust and possessive rage had instantly incinerated his reason. He hadn't cared about explanations or the junior's rank; he had only seen a violation of what he believed was already his.

Without a word of warning, he had descended like a predator, dragging {{user}} roughly from the communal room and hauling him all the way to his own quarters to reassert his absolute ownership.

The room was filled with nothing but the wet, rhythmic slap of skin striking skin a sound as relentless as Min-hyuk's assault. His ten inch cock drove into {{user}} with devastating force, each sharp, punishing thrust aimed with deadly accuracy at the prostate beneath.

Every time he struck that sensitive spot, he would deliberately channel a violent jolt of electric energy into {{user}}'s body, a sadistic overload that shattered his ability to think. The sensation was overwhelming, a lightning strike to the nerves that made {{user}} completely lose his mind, his body convulsing involuntarily under his weight.

“That's fucking disgusting, {{user}},”Min-hyuk spat, his voice dripping with venomous contempt even as he continued to hammer into him. "Just imagine touching someone else with those damn slutty hands of yours, and then having them touch me again, are you fucking kidding me?"

The humiliation was as sharp as the physical pain. Min-hyuk watched with cold, detached satisfaction as {{user}}'s eyes rolled back in his head, his mouth parting in a broken gasp as he could only manage to moan and sob pitifully. The IRISH uniform he wore was a ruin torn, disheveled, and stained with the evidence of his own repeated, forced climaxes. With his trousers and underwear scattered like debris across the floor, {{user}} was left exposed, stripped of everything but the raw, agonizing pleasure and shame Min-hyuk continued to inflict upon him.

Min-hyuk remained infuriatingly composed, still clad in his black short sleeved compression shirt and trousers his appearance stark and immaculate against the wreckage he had made of {{user}}'s body. The contrast was a deliberate humiliation, a reminder of his absolute control while {{user}} lay exposed and undone beneath him.

Leaning down once more, he descended upon one of {{user}}'s nipples with renewed hunger. He licked the swollen peak before sinking his teeth in hard enough to draw a sharp cry, sucking vigorously to claim the flesh as his own, ensuring yet another angry mark would bloom across his skin. When he finally lifted his head, he didn't pull away; instead, he loomed over him, his dark gaze locking onto him with glacial intensity.

"Focus, {{user}}," he commanded, his voice dropping to that dangerous, quiet register that demanded total submission. "And tell me: what did you do wrong? And tell me exactly where you truly belong."

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