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Unlike the gentle stroking of his body, the kiss grew hotter and hotter. His thick tongue claimed the inside of his mouth as if it owned it, twining around the base of his tongue as if he were going to probe it out. His breath hitched at the mass that filled his mouth.
It was only a kiss, but heat spread throughout his body as if a fire had been lit within him. Only when his tongue was tingling and he was on the verge of gasping for breath did Inheon pull his lips away.
The kisses never stopped, even as he struggled to catch his breath. Warm lips roamed nonstop across his cheeks, cheekbones, temples, and even his earlobes.
Inheon pressed his lips to his ear and responded to his confession. His low-pitched voice, whispering words of love to him, always sent tingles down his spine, no matter how many times he heard it.
He tightly hugged the nape of his neck, which smelled like roses. As sweet as it was, the scent was also slightly frightening.
Inheon typically used unscented products or purposefully removed the scent in case of any emergencies where he needed to enter a dungeon. Leaving the scent on his body like this meant he was planning on wallowing with him all day.
Large hands touched the inside of his clothes, and before he knew it, his top had already been taken off. He kissed his bare shoulder, and perhaps bothered by the way his knit rubbed against his skin, he crossed his arms and removed his own clothes as well.
The material used was one that moderately clung to his body, revealing his silhouette, but once the layer of clothing was removed, it gave off a completely different feeling. His arms, shoulders, and chest were firmer than usual, perhaps because he had used a lot of muscle in the dungeon, and his veins were tense. Even on normal days, his abdominal muscles were defined, deeply carved as if having been ardently chiselled with a carving knife.
At some point, his penis had become erect, pushing the fabric of his right thigh taut and revealing a long, thick curve. Unlike his face, which still looked pure and refreshing, his unruly cock sprung free as he stripped off his clothes, and his body was like a deadly weapon designed to slaughter monsters.
Juwon reached out a hand and touched Inheon’s face. His hand traced up his smooth, ivory cheeks and stroked the curve of his brow bone.
Strands of messy hair fell onto his forehead as his cleanly swept-back hair was tousled. With just that, his neat face had become dishevelled and coloured.
Inheon leaned in closer, his face flushed. He thought he was going to kiss him again, but it was the straight and high bridge of his nose that touched Juwon’s cheek. Inheon rubbed his face against his cheek in a feline, beastly display of affection. He nibbled on his soft cheek and earlobe without causing any discomfort.
It had a touch of coquetry to it, but the touch that ran up his side was different. His warm and rough palm brushed between his ribs and rubbed his nipples, truly like a beast.
“Haa… ugh..!”
“You like it here now…”
He rubbed the nub between his two fingers before forcefully pushing his chest together and grabbing it, despite the lack of meat. After having been touched so many times, he should’ve gotten used to it, but it made his tense nipples stand even stiffer. Even as his nipples were caressed and rubbed to the point of pain, the lips and tongue that landed on various areas of his face were as soft and supple as clouds.
Because of the sensations his disorderly body was feeling, he could no longer tell whether he liked or disliked the touch. His body twisted as a reflexive tingle ran down to the tips of his toes.
The lips that traced down the corners of his mouth, his jawline, and the rim of his ears touched his nape and found their way down his shoulder. The hot tip of his tongue stuck out to lick his well-defined wing bones and swept down his spine. Even though he was only licked on the outside, it felt like his insides were tightening. It was as if the baby tiger who had been nibbling him gently had grown into a black leopard in an instant, and he was pinned beneath its feet.
“Ugh, ha…”
The lips that trailed down the hollow of his back landed on his tailbone. His back flinched, knowing what was coming. He enjoyed being intimate with Inheon, but this was a separate matter. He figured it was about time he got used to it, but having Inheon sucking his ass always felt strange.
He reflexively grabbed his pants, but as if it didn’t matter, he felt his lips touch above the thin fabric. The pants he wore at home were thin, so he could vividly feel the warm touch of those lips.
As he shrank away from the sensation that was no different than lips on bare skin, a large hand gripped his thigh. Even through the thin fabric, the searing heat of his palm could be felt as it was.
Inheon stuck his tongue out through the fabric and sucked. The thin fabric quickly became soaked with saliva and clung to his skin with dampness.
As it was, the curve of his ass was visible, as if wearing clothes was pointless. Warmed by each other’s body heat and soaked with saliva, the fabric seemed to melt away like cheese on warm bread.
When he came back to his senses, his pants had already been slid down and hung around his ankles. Wet saliva glistened on skin that wasn’t normally exposed to the outside. Even his toes tingled as warm lips touched the opening where the thin fabric had disappeared.
“Ngh, ah, ugh…”
The sensation of his skin melting and being pushed against the tip of his tongue always felt unfamiliar. Without realising it himself, he tried to raise himself, and a firm hand grabbed his ass.
The white skin of his butt was being squeezed between his long fingers. Inheon pushed his tongue in with a wet, slurping sound, burying his straight nose between the mounds of his ass.
His tongue was inserted inside like a water snake burrowing through the mud, spreading open the area wettened by saliva around his hole with his thumb. His tongue brushed up against the tight inner walls, eventually dampening them.
“Haaa…!”
His breath, saturated with warmth, tickled the inside where it touched. The warm lips separated from the wet skin, and for a moment, he felt a chill come up before a heavy centre pressed between his behinds. The glans, wet with precum, rubbed against the hole soaked in saliva.
Squelch, squelch, a moist and sensual sound was made as the tip slowly pushed in. Juwon’s waist flinched. As if to comfort him, a warm hand stroked the dip of his spine.
Although it had been loosened until it was soft, it was still too narrow for the thick flesh pillar to fully penetrate. Inheon let out a rough breath as he applied his weight. He continued to push into the tightening inner walls, and his penis slowly slid in.
“Ngh, ugh, aah…”
“Haa, ha… ugh.”
It wasn’t easy pushing the thick cock into the tight and narrow interior, but it wasn’t easy taking it in either. When it was inserted all the way to the bottom, their entire bodies were coated in sweat. Inheon tightly hugged Juwon’s body with his thick arm, as if imprisoning him, and the connected areas fit tightly against each other with no gaps.
The sensation of Inheon’s broad chest expanding and contracting was felt through their touching backs. Even the mere act of holding each other tight made his stomach burn numb. The pressure caused his entire body to tremble, and his breathing became laboured.
No, it was closer to a sense of fulfilment than pressure. Even more than the instinctual pain and pleasure, the fulfilment of being seamlessly connected made it difficult to breathe. The weight that poured in from behind was welcomed.
“Haa, Juwon-ah…”
Inheon pressed his lips against Juwon’s neck. His lips touched the area below his ear, right on his jaw, and his teeth nibbled on the tender skin beneath the ear. As if grinding his teeth, he scraped and licked at it, kiss marks and tooth marks gradually appearing on his skin. Like footprints, red marks remained on the white skin.
“Ngh, ah…”
Although he was only pressing his lips against his skin, Inheon’s penis inside twitched as if it were a sentient being with consciousness. Juwon’s flat stomach squeezed and tightened enough for the outline of the penis inside to be revealed as well.
“Haa, Lee Juwon…”
Every time Inheon would call his name, his entire body would pulse, as if it had become a heart. A shudder would run down from the tip of his head to the end of his toes when a man who wouldn’t get drunk no matter how much he drank called his name in a voice heated by excitement.
A warm heat rose on their closely touching skin. It was the same for the inner walls holding the penis. The cock slid out, rubbing against the hot and humid walls.
“Ugh, ha…!”
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His spine arched as the thick glans passed through the heated inner walls with no gaps. However, his body was trapped in Inheon’s grasp, rendering him immobile. Inheon placed his tip against the wrinkled area before pushing back in.
“Ljj… eut!”
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Clang, clang, clang, clang. He couldn’t tell whether it was the table rattling or himself shaking. His vision became blurry, as if the nerves in his eyes were malfunctioning, before suddenly regaining clarity.
Inheon pressed hard against the lump of pleasure inside. When the glans would hit his extreme point like a wedge digging in, his mouth would open on its own and his eyelids would flutter open. He couldn’t seem to get a grip on himself. His mind became murky and blurred into blackness.
“Haa… ha, hngh! Ngh…!”
“Ha, Juwon, haa, Lee Juwon…”
The excessive friction not only made it feel as if he were heating up but also made it seem as if he was going to melt from the inside. The scorching heat seemed to permeate even the pores of his skin. It felt as if not only his inner walls but every opening on his body were being filled with heat.
The sound of clinking tableware grew faintly distant before suddenly clanging in his ears, and he was unable to tell whether it was real or an auditory hallucination. The ivory alcohol, faintly bubbling, rode down the leg of the table and dripped onto the marble floor. The scents of champagne and roses blended together and spread to his nose.
Shatter!
A sharp cracking sound cut through the space among the wet, frictional sounds of his inner walls being pounded. The champagne glass that had fallen over and rolled above the rattling table finally fell to the floor. The thin glass shattered into shards upon colliding with the marble.
The rough movements stopped, as if having been suddenly awakened from the hypnosis of pleasure. His dazed gaze, still unable to find its focus, landed on the broken glass shards, but only for a moment before another moan was wrung from Juwon’s mouth.
“Ugh, hngh!”
Inheon, who had been holding him from behind, turned Juwon’s body around to make him face him. With the pillar still inside him, it felt as if a cork was being twisted shut as the area of union was being turned. Inheon kissed Juwon, who was unable to breathe as he felt his stomach being pricked, and gave his breath to him as he whispered, “Hold onto me.”
Head feeling mushy, Juwon couldn’t grasp what he meant and simply blinked. Inheon kissed his eyelids. Then he held him by the backs of both his knees and lifted his body. Inheon’s forearms were as hard as steel bars, but his body couldn’t help but sway when suddenly being lifted into the air, and he lost his balance.
“Haa, i-if you suddenly get up…!”
Like a person falling without a parachute, Juwon wrapped his arms around Inheon’s neck. Their chests pressed together so tightly that the thumping of their hearts could be felt.
Juwon only realised how far this path could feel as they left the dining room, where broken shards of glass had been scattered, and made their way to the living room. Still inside him, the angle of his penis would change with each step he took and pressed against his inner walls.
“Ugh, ha! Agh…”
“Ha, does it feel good…?”
He knew that the thick arms wrapped around the back of his knees wouldn’t let go, but the unstable position still felt precarious. Furthermore, whenever he walked while still inside, his glans pressed strangely against his insides. The thick cock would appear and vanish between his bottom. Juwon shook his head, not because it felt good but because he felt like he was going to die.
“Ugh, no, aah…!”
“…It seems like you like it, though…?”
Inheon, not showing any signs of finding him heavy, pressed kisses against his forehead and temples as he cut through the living room. Unlike the way he walked without making any sounds, the overly ostentatious presence of his cock made his tense inner walls twitch and his waist stiffen.
“Haa, where, hngh, are you heading to…?!”
Inheon lifted his head, which had been lowered in order to kiss him. He shook his head slightly, as if his eyes were bothered by sweat-dampened hair sticking to his forehead. Water droplets scattered through the air, shimmering. Slightly furrowing his well-groomed black eyebrows, Inheon said, “Juwon-ah…”
“…Hm?”
“Isn’t it dangerous?”
“…What is?”
His beautiful face and healthy body moved before him with a sense of vigour, almost as if they belonged in a temple, the unrealisticness of it all catching his gaze. Juwon, as if possessed by him, subconsciously mimicked him and furrowed his brows as well.
Juwon’s gaze landed on his ever-so-black eyelashes, his eyes filled with lust, and his cheeks and lips flushed like roses. The lips that were redder than usual moved, and Inheon whispered, “What if the glass shards scatter all the way to the living room…?”
“…Stop saying, nonsense, hngh!”
Before he knew it, Inheon had reached the stairs, holding Juwon close, and ascended to the loft. With every step he took, indents formed between his thick thigh muscles and hard bones. His cock pushed in and out in time with his movements. The obscene sound of skin slapping against each other echoed through the stairs.
“Ah! Ugh, I can, walk on, ngh…!”
It was difficult enduring the pounding that only struck his climax point as well as the way his inner walls were being relentlessly thrust into. His damp hands slid down from his back, and he tried to wrap his legs around Inheon’s waist, but even that proved to be difficult. Every time the cock made a rough thrust inside him, his voluntary muscles moved out of his control as well.
“Haa… hngh!”
“Ha, look… honey, you like it…”
Even the tips of his feet, which were suspended in the air, tensed and ached as if cramped. Despite twisting his waist, he was gripped by large hands and couldn’t get away. Rather, he just squirmed while the cock was still stuck in his inner walls.
His eyes were growing hot. The mouth that had opened on its own felt dry. High-pitched moans kept spilling out.
“Ha, ugh, haa, ah…”
Though Inheon was the one who had climbed up all the stairs, Juwon was the one feeling tired. He couldn’t help but let out rough breaths, as if he had climbed up the stairs to the 49th floor after the elevator had broken down. His abdomen contracted and relaxed irregularly, to the point where the outline of his ribs could be seen as they were.
“Ngh, now, ugh, you, ha…”
Inheon pushed Juwon’s back against the wall. His warm skin made contact with the cool marble wall. He welcomed the sensation of the burning heat being relieved. With no strength left to even lift his eyelids, Juwon’s eyes slid shut as he spat out shrill breaths.
He had recently begun running, and the abdominal muscles that were forming tightened and relaxed, pressing down on his insides. Inheon, who hadn’t even budged as he held an adult man with one hand, crinkled his eyes. A blue vein stood on his thick neck as his breathing roughened up.
“Ha… ha, Juwon-ah…”
Inheon slowly slid the cock out of him before slamming in deep again, not even giving him time to realise it had been taken out.
“Hngh! Ah…!”
Juwon’s eyes snapped open. However, the scene before him turned snow white, and he couldn’t see anything.
The deeply buried cock slid back out. He felt a throb as the stiff shaft stimulated his inner walls, as if electricity was running through his fingertips and the ends of his feet instead of oxygen. His already overloaded heart felt like it was about to burst.
“Ngh, aah, ugh!”
The slowly quickening thrusts numbed his brain as if he had been shot by a tranquillizer gun. He couldn’t think of anything, as if his head had turned into mush, and it felt like what was being relentlessly pounded into wasn’t his inner walls but his brain. Tears welled up in his eyes to cool the burning sensation, and saliva trickled from his open mouth.
“Ha… s-stop, ngh! Hng.”
The wall, once cool against his back as he leaned against it, had at some point turned hot with friction and slippery with sweat. The hands wrapped around the sturdy neck lost their strength and repeatedly slipped, and every time, Inheon would hoist his waist up again and thrust into his extreme point. His vision was dyed yellow, then white, then black again.
As it was a loft, the low ceiling made it feel as if his head was thumping against it. The wild mix of instinctive fear and an uncontrollable outpouring of pleasure made him feel as if he were really going to die.
“Hngh, I actually, think, ngh…! I might die…!”
“Haa, I like it too, Juwon-ah, ugh, I like it so much, I might die…”
The relentless thrusting of his hips finally brought his heated body to climax. Cum spilled from his cock, stiffly standing in the air, and it wet the ceiling. It wasn’t as if the lights hanging from the ceiling had suddenly malfunctioned, but his vision was going dark.
He couldn’t see anything, nor could he hear any sound. All senses, including sight and hearing, vanished, leaving only the sense of touch. Dizzying stimulation rushed through his entire body. The pleasure washed over him like a tidal wave, and he couldn’t breathe, so all he could manage to slip out was a raspy voice.
“Ha… ugh, haa…”
The area where the heaving sea had swept left nothing in its wake. Strength drained from his entire body, and intermittent spasms ran through him.
Drip, drip.
Something wet dripped onto his cheek and eyelid. Juwon raised his gaze with some difficulty. The ceiling dripped with the cum he had spilled.
The skin where the semen had dripped blossomed with subtle stimulation. His body, with its peripheral nerves aflame, was highly sensitive to every drop of liquid it received. When Juwon narrowed his eyes, wondering what kind of bizarre sight this was, Inheon stuck out his red tongue and licked the white cum that had fallen onto his face.
Hot lips blindly pressed against his face. Inheon licked and sucked every drop of fluid from Juwon’s eyes, nose, and mouth.
Unlike the loving way his hands held his drooping body, his cock pushed deeper and deeper into his loosening inner walls, swelling to its fullest. His limbs tensed up, and his breath caught in his throat.
“Hngh, ugh, ah…”
His mouth was open, barely able to form a proper moan, when a hot sensation spread from inside him. The penis buried inside his inner walls spewed a white fluid.
“Ha, haa, Juwon-ah…”
Kisses flooded his face, and cum flooded his insides. The unrelenting climax washed over him again in waves. His entire body spasmed again in the rushing aftermath.
“Ugh… haa, ah…”
His climax was long and profuse, enough to make one confused about whether it was semen or piss discharge. Juwon questioned in his dazed mind if Inheon wasn’t actually a hunter but some kind of monster instead. Inheon’s stamina was not at the level of a human.
Even after cumming deep inside him for a long time, Inheon didn’t seem to intend to pull his cock out. He had neither the strength nor the will to hold onto Inheon’s shoulders and forearms. Juwon leaned his head against the wall and mumbled, out of breath, “Ugh, now, haa, I…”
Inheon kissed his lips again. He couldn’t tell whether he intended to give him breath or whether he wanted to block his mouth. His body, already sensitised by the excessive stimulation, felt like it was being cut, despite the fact that only his lips had touched him.
As he regained a bit of his breath, a wet tongue pushed into his mouth. It wound around his relaxed tongue and made the inside of his throat prickle. As it forcefully rubbed against the tender skin in his mouth as well as the base of his tongue, heat rose in his stomach once more, as if he had swallowed something hot.
He could feel the cock throbbing again, buried in his soft inner walls. Aside from the heat in his stomach, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up as well. The semen that had been leaking between his legs was no longer able to escape as the now swollen cock tightly blocked the entrance again.
Juwon tilted his head slightly. He couldn’t tell whether it was because their saliva stuck together and wouldn’t separate easily or if it was because Inheon was following his movements, but it took a while for their lips to part and for them to speak.
“Ha, stop, it… let me down.”
“Ah… down?”
When Inheon loosened his grip on Juwon’s ass, his back, which had been leaning against the marble wall, unexpectedly slid down.
“Hngh!”
Perhaps because his cock was still inside him, the addition of his weight pushed it in deeper. Lightning seemed to shoot up from below. His vision flashed white. The muscles of his wide-open inner thighs twitched as if electrocuted.
“Ah! Aah, ugh! You son of a bitch…!”
He tried to only say nice things to Inheon, but in his semi-conscious state, he unknowingly uttered a curse. A low chuckle rang in his ears for a moment, but the fierce thrusts made it so he couldn’t hear any other sound.
He couldn’t help but tightly hug Inheon’s neck and wrap his legs around his waist, as if he were drowning. He could feel every one of Inheon’s muscles flexing.
The thick, rigid penis slid all the way out of his inner walls and pushed back in, causing the cum that had been pooling inside his stomach to spill out onto the floor. Juwon’s cum dripped from the ceiling onto his forehead as well. With each thrust of his cock, their bodily fluids mixed together and splattered.
The sounds of friction and moans mixed together wetly. There was an obscene and fishy scent of sweat and cum. The area where they were joint was pounded relentlessly, foaming white like paste made of flour.
“Ah, hngh…!”
“Ugh, haa, ha…”
The cock slammed hard into his soft stomach. His swollen climax point was pounded without mercy. Like an avalanche, the strong stimulation, enough to feel violent, pelted down on his body, already sensitised to the max after his ejaculation.
The place where he could finally let his feet down was inside the bathroom. Bubbles foamed up from the bathtub’s bottom, which was still spacious even with two people in it. The yellow rubber duck toy they had bought in Jeju floated around on the water’s surface.
Under the wide window, the night scenery of the city’s early winter spread out. Unlike the bustling lights moving about, their bodies leisurely stretched out in the warm water.
Not only did his inner walls ache as his stiff muscles gradually relaxed, but so did the rest of his body. As the rubber duck’s beak bumped against his skin, muscles he hadn’t even known existed asserted their existence to him, enough for it to hurt. Feeling needlessly provoked, Juwon splashed some water in Inheon’s direction.
Inheon narrowed the eye that had been splashed by water and touched Juwon’s heel, which was submerged underwater. He stroked his prominent ankle bone and the line of his long calf as he whispered, “Honey, I worried you’d be injured by a glass shard, that’s why…”
“Don’t make me laugh…”
Since he had purified the phrase “what bullshit,” he allowed himself to splash some more water. Having been splashed for a while, Inheon made a water gun with his hands and accurately struck Juwon’s forehead. Warm water trickled down from his forehead to his nose.
“…Want to give it a try?”
From that moment on, a full-fledged water fight began. They enthusiastically splashed water onto each other, like immature brothers led by their father’s hand into a bathhouse or like students who had come to a riverside for a field trip.
When they got tired of that, they playfully washed each other’s hair. They made horns and other strange shapes out of their hair using the foam that came from the shampoo, giggling all the while, but at some point, things escalated to a level inappropriate for friends or brothers.
When he stepped out of the bathroom, his fingers were all pruned and swollen. Inheon’s fingers, on the other hand, remained smooth and unaffected.
His naked body still felt wet even after drying off all the water. Lying side by side on the soft bed, covered by a rustling blanket, it seemed like sleep would soon come to them, but their quiet conversation continued on without stopping.
“…How about we go on a trip when it’s your birthday?”
Juwon had never gone on a trip that wasn’t a business trip before, but lately, he had been seeking fun. They hadn’t been able to go on a proper honeymoon due to each other’s busy schedules, and all they’d done so far was visit quiet places within the country when they had time, but exploring new scenery and tasting different foods seemed fun. What he liked most was sharing that time solely with Inheon.
“Where do you want to go?”
“Hmm… Let’s go abroad this time. It’ll be our first time travelling abroad together.”
“But we went to New York together, didn’t we?”
“…New York?”
Juwon blinked. He soon remembered the time they went to New York together, and his words turned into a mumble.
“That was a business trip, you know…”
As the memories started coming back to him, Juwon couldn’t help but let out a cough in the otherwise silent room. The drowsiness that had been creeping over him took flight.
In the early days of December, they needed to visit the New York branch of the Hunter Association for overseas registration. It was the first time Juwon had ever gotten on a plane, so he was unaware of how cramped economy seats were for their prices.
Though it was difficult for him as well, Inheon had endured nine hours of being stuffed like a package. No matter how he twisted his body towards the aisle, his long legs and broad shoulders couldn’t settle properly.
When carts would pass through the aisle, Inheon would have to get up from his seat, but he couldn’t even stand properly because his spine would hit the overhead compartment. Should he say it was so bad that, even though no one knew who Inheon was at this time, the purser had even offered to upgrade him to business class?
Were they worried that, being cramped in there while being as big as he was, he would end up going into cardiac arrest? Inheon had smiled and said he was fine, but there was no way he’d be fine.
What had he been doing to an S-class hunter who could even negotiate a charter plane as a contract condition? Whenever memories of the past would suddenly resurface, Juwon would feel dumbfounded.
“Why didn’t you switch seats back then…?”
“Huh?”
“During the New York business trip, the purser offered to switch seats for you.”
“Why would I switch?” Inheon continued nonchalantly, “Didn’t you know I liked that seat?”
“…You liked it?”
“Your shoulder was touching mine. For nine hours and twenty minutes straight.”
“Wow…”
As Juwon exclaimed in disbelief, Inheon turned to lay on his side.
“So, Mr. CEO, are you going to put me in business class for this trip?”
“Didn’t you say you liked it?”
“I did like it, but that will be the first and last time I feel that my life is in danger.”
Juwon half-turned towards Inheon as well, and his expression stiffened.
“No, Hunter Kang, are you aware of how much a business class ticket costs?”
Lifting his body slightly, Juwon pressed his lips against Inheon’s.
“We should fly first class at the very least, right?” With kisses that felt like fluttering petals, he continued, “I can even buy a plane, you know?”
The lips that had touched the corners of his mouth, nose, and cheeks settled on his lips again.
“Don’t you know that fuel costs, landing fees, and labour costs are all pocket money to me?”
Eventually, laughter erupted from their meeting lips. The playful pecks eventually transformed into deep kisses that lasted for a long time.
After a while had passed, they turned off the lights in order to get some actual sleep, but their conversation continued in the darkness. Inheon’s voice grew low. “Should we count down to the new year in front of Times Square?”
“We’ll get crushed to death if people recognise you.”
“Who would recognise me in the US?”
“Who wouldn’t recognise you? You’re in the ‘Do You Know?’ series.”
“Come on…”
“Do you know Inhunter? Are you Inhunter?”
Idle laughter burst out. The blanket lightly covering the both of them rustled.
They lost track of time, sharing strange gags that would only amuse the two of them, and petty jokes that only they would laugh at. Even though their conversation was nothing special, the night felt short simply because it was fun. At some point, without realising it, they felt disappointed that they had drifted off into sleep. Even though they were always together.
Like two people who only reserved the small things for each other, even in private, to the extent that it was unbelievable to think they had only shared conversations about formal work-related stuff until now.
orcinus comments:
When I think of loft ceilings, I think of the time I visited my cousin’s place. Her ceiling was so low that I couldn’t even stand up properly without hitting my head against it every time (I was more concerned about having to pay for property damage than for my head, though…)
Sometimes, it shocks me that the author isn’t a pwp writer. They did admit to not being able to write fluff though, so I guess that’s why the happy married life side stories came a whole year after the novel ended 
There are five extras left, some just as long as this one, some longer. Chapters may be split into more parts in the future (maybe 2-3k instead of the usual 3k+ words) as I will be starting school again soon! And, shameless promo, if you enjoy creepy yanderes, be sure to check out the author’s other novel~
Thank youuu
Thank you for translating. I checked out the other novel and while I love the authors style of writing I’m not strong enough for abuse novels 😔
Thank you for the chapter 💝
These extras make up the quite sad and heart clenching relationship to they in the main story