How About I Guide Myself Right Into Your Heart? || Joongdok - Chapter 9: Chapter 9

The stretch was slow, and Dokja felt like he was going numb. He hadn't ever been interested in taking it up the back, having only the barest inkling of what it entailed. This lack of curiosity was part of why the feeling of thick fingers making room for themselves in Dokja was more disconcerting than pleasurable.
Is this supposed to feel good? Dokja was beginning to think anyone who said they found pleasure in this was lying.
If Joonghyuk asked about it tomorrow, he would tell the truth. He needed to be knocked down a peg or two anyhows.
In this position, Dokja's elbows were chafing against the cloth of the bed sheets. He raised his head from where he had it tucked and turned to look back at the Esper who insisted on the embarrassing process of loosening him up.
"Joonghyuk, just let me do it myself."
No response.
The focused look on the other's face, contrasted by storming golden eyes, made Dokja wonder what was so serious.
"Just stick it in." He might as well be crass. Surely it can't be that bad? "The Med Ward here is quite good, so a little tearing won't hurt nobody." Actually Dokja was quite worried, seeing the red and swollen member of the Esper sticking up with purpose.
The piercing eyes flitted to lock with Dokja's now, and a particularly hard thrust of fingers within his hole grazed a spot that had the lithe figure tensing his back.
Dokja couldn't help but break the stare and throw his head back onto the bed, between his propped elbows. It was a startling feeling and Dokja almost came at the unexpected shock of pleasure after being stretched to a point of numbness.
When Joonghyuk insisted on rubbing that spot again, Dokja whipped an arm back to grab a hold of the hand that was at his entrance.
"Stop!" Dokja threw a nasty glare, not liking the direction this was taking.
The Esper looked worryingly content, eyes narrowed and glinting as they looked down at the disgruntled Guide.
Dokja sighed in relief when the looming man retracted his hand, wincing slightly at the feeling of his hole clenching around nothing for a moment after being stretched for so long. The sound of lube squelching made him purse his lips in mortification.
Without much time to dwell, once again, on the situation he was in, Dokja yelled in surprise when strong arms grabbed the sides of his waist and hoisted him up to then flop him face up on the bed.
His legs folded up instantly and he couldn't help but bring his hands up to cover the erection he was trying to calm.
However, he didn't have much time to gather his bearings and his legs were pried apart to make room for the weight of the Esper's body. As Joonghyuk pressed him into the sheets with his body, cloth rubbing Dokja's hips where they made contact, he felt fingers prod his already swollen entrance once again.
Dokja grabbed at the incessant hand, pleadingly.
"Joonghyuk! Just. . ." He didn't exactly know what he was begging for, but his face felt hot as he tried to find the words.
This slow pace was the most treacherous thing. He'd rather grit through a quick, painful guiding than continue with Joonghyuk's ministrations. It was getting hard to focus and slow the intake of energy. Dokja didn't understand how the Esper was still functioning while on the cusp of a rampage.
It was a perplexing thought, but Dokja almost wished that his tolerance hadn't been built up to this point. By now he would have passed out from the guiding and been blissfully senseless.
"Just put it in." He tried his best to give the other a woeful look, hoping the other would take pity on the guide. "Please?"
He heard a scoff from the other.
"Okay, listen here, Esper Yoo, I have half the mind to leave and–"
It was in a second that Dokja lost his breath, being stretched uncomfortably on the other's girth. Joonghyuk had been quick to remove his fingers and line up his member against Dokja's stretched hole.
Dokja didn't even realize his head was thrown back and he was tensed up against the warm body of the other. He pushed against the hard chest pressing him down into the sheets, adding pressure on his distended stomach where Joonghyuk's heavy length was stretching him open.
Only able to open his mouth dumbly, Dokja was taken aback by the feeling of being split apart and the sensation of the man's length rubbing the tight walls of his hole where it made room for itself. The long wait built up to this forceful entry was all it took for Dokja to cum across his tensed navel. He had barely registered the slick feeling, his vision going almost white.
Was this what all higher level guiding entailed? He couldn't imagine having to do this every work day like clockwork.
Feebly, he tried straightening out his legs, but the solid lumbar atop him stopped most movement. He felt overwhelmed, and the slight pain of the stretch was filling his head with static. Dokja was distantly aware he had momentarily cut off all guiding in the shock of the stretch and the violent way he had reached climax.
The next moment when he tried to speak, his voice was strained and quiet.
"You–" Dokja gulped, his throat feeling warm and dry. He raised his hands from where they had clutched tightly on the sheets and brought them up to pull Joonghyuk's face lower and in line with his own. At the tearful eyes of the guide, Joonghyuk momentarily stilled.
"You're a little shit, you know that?" Dokja could see that the blazing gold of the Esper's eyes had stagnated with the pause in guiding and he made the mindful effort to relax himself. With a shaky breath, he inhaled and exhaled wearily to calm and re-situate.
With pale limbs around the others shoulders, Dokja didn't hesitate to use the temporary lapse to rest. This wasn't a usual circumstance, and he could use the time to adjust.
The Esper above him stared down unwavering, but Dokja was a bit fargone to pay it any mind.
A miniscule movement from the wavy haired man made Dokja cease and jolt, digging his neatly trimmed nails into the man's skin. He hissed at the foreign feeling, but the actions soon became languid, deep thrusts, pushing Dokja further into the bed and rocking him with the timing of the strokes.
Dokja couldn't help it, but he teared up when a part deep within him was pressed up against with every force. He had only recently cum, and he felt sensitive with the weight against his own member and prostate. With blurry eyes, he looked up at the man he was guiding, and the expression of focus painting usually undisrupted facial features. He closed his eyes and let his head fall to rest on the warm skin at the junction of Joonghyuk's neck.
"You should be thankful-" Dokja keeled when a particularly harsh thrust caused him to jolt up, only to be held down by two strong hands that wrapped around his shoulders and waist to hold him in place, "–that you're handsome. . ."
The thought trailed off, and Dokja felt a simultaneous shove of Esper energy enter his body in time with the impaling motions.
It was searing and Dokja's head lolled in pleasure, half-praying his body would give up and he'd pass out. The pairing of Joonghyuk's heated skin and the ecstasy that came with guiding was building to a level Dokja was ill-prepared to handle, despite all the sessions he'd had to raise his resistance.
He felt crazed energy bubble momentarily underneath his exposed skin. With heavy palms, he trailed his hands down from where they were perched on the broad shoulders, feeling tired with the incessant heat building. His own cock sat throbbing between their bodies, getting pressed and rubbed with every thrust from Joonghyuk. The thrusts continued with a fastening pace, and Dokja moaned lowly at the barrage of pleasure. Just as his hand tentatively reached his own pulsing member, the untiring Esper only released his own grasp around the Guide to then grab his inching hand and instead re-adjust Dokja's hold over his neck.
Confused, Dokja peered up at the other with bleary eyes and knitted eyebrows. He was already being thrusted into without abandon, and now he couldn't even release his own load. This was getting to be unfair.
Joonghyuk better watch out– he was already planning his strongly worded complaint to the union. He was sure there was a Guide Protection Act somewhere in their law, and he would be doing his research once day broke and he recovered from what was definitely going to leave him sore.
In the next second, Joonghyuk hoisted Dokja upwards, still spearing him with his hard member and rendering him breathless. He felt hard muscles move and tighten with each motion, his body held firmly to press against the planes of the Esper's chest. The guide's mouth could only hang open in shock at the deep stretch and painful pleasure that came with it. His eyes almost rolled back into his head before he caught himself from slipping.
The pulsing of the Esper's manhood was constantly putting pressure on Dokja's sensitive walls in this position, feeling deeper than it had been earlier.
"Wait!" Dokja felt a bit of fear at the new position, scared at the stretch and the premonition that the night was not going to end at all soon. He turned slightly to finally look at Joonghyuk, the man he'd had a tumultuous partnership with since joining the company. Once making eye contact, Dokja felt a rush of relief seeing dark eyes staring back at him. Though still a bit hazy, the sharp pupils felt more focused and there was barely any hint of glowing amber.
"Joonghyuk!" Dokja had never been happier to see the familiar stoic expression on the other's face. "How are you feeling?" A snap of hips caused Dokja to jolt at the swell of the cock still inside him. The paler man fell forward, tense, resting his head lightly on his own hand that was on Joonghyuk's shoulder. A low groan left his lips.
"You. . ." Anyone could see the other was stable and far from rampage. Even the constant surge of energy had lessened since a while back. Dokja had assumed it was him lessening the flow to reach a manageable stream. "Why didn't you say you were stabilizing?"
With a warm arm still circling the arch of Dokja's lower back, holding him in place, Joonghyuk continued moving slowly inside of him. With taut muscles, Dokja braced himself from where he was sitting in Esper Yoo's lap.
"Stop if you're not about to rampage!"
"I still need some more guiding."
Dokja guffawed, not believing the other in the slightest.
"Are you kidding?" Dokja couldn't control his expression at this point, partially due to the dick burrowed deep inside him and the audacity of the other. "I'm dying here, and you want to keep guiding when it's not needed?" His breath hitched at a particularly unrelenting thrust from the other.
Joonghyuk froze, sitting up a little straighter where he was in the bed.
"Are you. . ." The deep voice cut the silence and for some reason it made Dokja's skin sweat, "feeling alright?"
The resting man raised his head to give Joonghyuk Yoo a dry look. "Can you not ask that while I'm being, quite literally, impaled?"
". . . Right."
Dokja felt his body fall backwards as Joonghyuk leaned forwards, his pale hands slipping from their hold. Scrambling for purchase, he shouted in surprise when his back hit the bed a second later than he anticipated.
The surprise distracted him from the slide of the girth leaving him, but he was acutely aware of the worrying look in the looming man's face.
He had the sneaking suspicion that the other was chasing the sense of relief high-level guiding was granting him; especially for what must be the first time in a long time.
Looking up at him now –cheeks visibly reddened and strained, hot breaths leaving his parted lips and heavy eyes brushed by dark, wavy strands– Dokja was reminded of how dangerous the man was.
"Joonghyuk," Dokja begged, understanding the intent behind the other's stare, "Please, I can't." He felt his eyes get hot, and thick tears fall down the side of his face, wetting the already damp hair that was surely plastered to his skin.
With a gritted jaw, Joonghyuk closed his eyes to only take a shaky breath.
Despite being sore, Dokja glanced down to see the angry weight of the Esper's cock still standing upright without release, paralleled by his own member that was still waiting for the same.
The voice that came out next was so low Dokja could barely make it out, the deep resonance of it making him shiver.
"Can you bear with it? Even for a second longer?" The man was pleading in a way that commanded it.
Dokja peered up, his ink-black hair sticking to his pale forehead, and used a hand to move the strands off the hot skin. With an exasperated expression twisting his thin features, Joonghyuk simply stared down, ready to accept whatever answer he got from the delicately laid man.
Knitting his eyebrows, Dokja squinted his eyes shut and reassessed his convictions.
"Just make sure your manager approves my personal leave."
"What do you mean 'personal leave'?"
Dokja pulled the man down by the arms, almost crushing himself by the sudden weight.
"Just agree."
Joonghyuk nodded along, not exactly in the position to make demands now that Dokja had agreed to continue guiding.
He'd take what he can get.
With a firm grasp under the lean back of the Guide, Joonghyuk maneuvered Dokja so that he could add a pillow underneath the base of his spine.
"What's that for?"
Joonghyuk didn't respond.
Rather, he lined himself up, rubbing his large member against Dokja's muscled ring, still soft from having Joonghyuk in him not long ago. When they made contact, Dokja tensed up, his hole clenching down on Joonghyuk's tip.
With a grunt, Joonghyuk brought a hand up to stroke Dokja's own sensitive base. A moan cut the air, but Dokja was quite skilled at controlling his pleasure and cut the sound off when he became aware of it.
However, Joonghyuk's aim was something else, and he increased his strokes, peering down to see Dokja with his eyes squeezed shut and lip between his teeth.
Leaning down, he connected their lips, and Dokja could feel Joonghyuk pushing in slowly as he rubbed his cock. Dokja couldn't help but relax his tensed muscles with each stroke, it being almost involuntary.
At a harsh tug that had him releasing white onto the calloused hand of the Esper, he felt the heavy girth push in suddenly and fully.
It was too much, paired with a push of energy entering the places their skin touched, and Dokja's vision temporarily went blank, before he was brought to by a searing kiss.
A gentle finger wiped away tears Dokja hadn't realized welled in his eyes. The pleasure was bordering on painful once again as Joonghyuk continued to pump into Dokja with purpose, pushing him over the edge.
"Joongh–" A jolting thrust hit Dokja right on the spot that had him shivering and oversensitive from stimulation. "I just came!" The blown-out eyes of the Esper told Dokja that it wasn't going to end until the other came as well.
With a groan, Dokja used his remaining energy to clench around the thick member entering him, rubbing his walls incessantly and leaving him breathless.
A grunt told him it was working, and at the cusp of passing out, Dokja continued his actions, taking in as much from Joonghyuk as he could before he inevitably saw black.
The arms encircling his waist, holding him impossibly close as the typically frigid man pounded into the heat of Dokja, and the way Joonghyuk was pressing his mouth openly on the expanse of Dokja's neck was building warmth in the pit of Dokja's stomach. It was painful, having cum so soon already.
A sharp prick at the sensitive skin of his neck brought Dokja back slightly. He entangled his fingers into wavy, thick hair, and pulled it away before the teeth broke skin.
Looking at the other, heaving with breath, Dokja hoped the other would hurry up.
"Don't cum inside me." That was the final word Dokja could muster to say, before letting his body lay limp. He was beyond tired, cursing his body for bearing with it so long and not granting him the relief of unconsciousness already.
Building ecstasy continued to plague him, and he teared up openly now, letting the hot liquid warm his already heated face as he came once again. Almost nothing came out, but Joonghyuk brought a rough hand to stroke the softened member and milk everything out of him.
It didn't take long after for Joonghyuk to remove his member and pump his cum over Dokja's chest, mixing with his own white fluid.
The man then let himself fall to lay on the bed beside Dokja, pulling the guide up to his side as well. He could hear the beating of the man's heart and the residual energy waves leaving his body. He was vaguely aware of his hole continuing to clench around nothing, the lube making his inner thighs feel slick.
"What did you mean by personal leave?"
Dokja promptly turned his head to avoid the question. He had the sneaking suspicion that he shouldn't bring the topic up to the naked man pulling him under the covers to rest.
Instead, he allowed his mind to drift into nothingness, feeling a warm chest press against his back as his senses turned off.