“The slander? Don’t be ridiculous. Compared to the things you sometimes mutter to yourself about me, this is nothing at all.”The moment Ilrey spoke with a leisurely laugh, Taeui fell silent as if struck dumb. Slander? I was only venting my unspoken frustrations to myself, he thought bitterly, closing his mouth.“Lieutenant Jeong, did you throw this? Did you mean to kill someone?”Kim Jeong-pil picked up the hard plastic ointment tin, glaring fiercely. He looked ready to hurl it back at him.I was a fool to think I could clear the past between us.Taeui snorted, raised his chin, and met his gaze.“If I’d meant to kill you, I wouldn’t waste it on this. I’d have thrown that potted plant beside us. Do you think your head is the kind that can be cracked by a bit of plastic, you block-headed rock?”“You bastard! Who was it that once couldn’t even remember the hotel room number in Jeju, kicked open the colonel’s door shouting ‘Hey, I’m here—bring out the hwatu!’ and flung beer everywhere, and you call me block-headed?!”“You idiot, that was just a mistake. What does that have to do with my head!”Some things with this guy would never change. Forgiveness be damned—I’d rather carry this grudge forever.Just as he thought he might wallop him again—maybe even steal the ointment and apply it himself—Ilrey stepped between them, still listening with interest.“Fighting’s fine, but before you do—”“You were just watching for fun, now you wanna stop us! Get out of the way!”“I have a message for you to deliver. Oh, and not just to you, but to Captain Kim as well.”What? Both Taeui and Kim Jeong-pil looked puzzled. Ilrey rifled in his pocket, pulled out a scrap of paper, and, holding it up for both to see, read aloud clearly:“‘For breach of internal discipline due to frequent fights, Trainee Kim Jeong-pil (Korea) and Trainee Taeui (Korea) are hereby ordered to handwrite and submit ten copies of the Discipline Codebook within the training period. (If handwriting analysis reveals use of another’s hand, the same number must be resubmitted by both parties involved.)’”“What? The Discipline Codebook? What’s that?”Kim Jeong-pil’s brow furrowed in confusion—but he knew it was a punishment. Taeui, expressionless but with a chill in his eyes, quietly asked:“Who issued this order?”“Well, I suppose it was the person you suspect.”“…….”History repeated itself. Taeui’s face soured, and he fell silent. If this punishment applied to Lieutenant Kim too, they’d be bumping into each other in the library constantly—his mood grew even heavier.He resolved to ask his uncle later what terrible crime he’d unknowingly committed.As he turned—his strength spent and body slumping—Kim Jeong-pil, puzzled by Taeui’s sudden collapse, reached for the cup he’d set down. There was a soft pop as he opened it behind Taeui’s back, then a shout:“Ugh! What the hell is this!!”The cup flew from his hand and landed by Taeui’s foot. Inside, a tailless lizard scuttled out nonchalantly.“Oh, right, right. I forgot it was yours.”Taeui thought dully, then scooped up the lizard crawling across the floor. He found Kim Jeong-pil’s frantic cries oddly amusing and continued on his way with a mischievous smile.“I want to put it in.”When he said that, Taeui suddenly roused himself from the haze. He half-sat up and shouted at Ilrey, whose face was buried between his legs.“Don’t forget our promise!”“…….”With a face that would wake instantly at the slightest provocation, Ilrey looked up at him. He flicked out his tongue deliberately, then locked eyes with Taeui and slowly licked the length of his shaft. When his tongue reached the tip, he sucked it into his mouth with such force that Taeui felt his mind go blank.“Ah……!!”Taeui cried out, unsure if it was a gasp or a moan, as pleasure and pain merged.“Il-rey, don’t――”He tried to protest, but the fingers that had been rubbing below slid fully inside him. It didn’t hurt, but the sudden intrusion deep within made him flinch.“Taeui, you’re wet too.”The quietly excited voice reached his ear, and warmth flooded the back of his neck. When another finger joined and hammered inside him, he nearly cried out.Damn it.Though this sensation no longer felt entirely unfamiliar, his face burned nonetheless.“Can’t I? You’re this wet, after all.”Ilrey’s voice was rough but whispered like a plea. A third finger pushed in; the pressure mounted. Yet Taeui realized what size he was used to.But this wasn’t it. Though vaguely familiar, this fell short of the overwhelming fullness he craved—it must be far more breathtaking――“Stop.”He forced himself to breathe deeply, fearing any exhalation might become a moan. At last he whispered the word. Ilrey, either annoyed or determined, sucked even harder, drawing a shudder from Taeui and a short moan.“You never should have made that promise.”Ilrey’s growl sounded like teeth gnashing around him. The sensation ignited him anew.“You’re this soaked and you’re going to pretend you’re not turned on, Taeui? No need to be stubborn. ――Fine, I’ll put it in.”“N—no, I said I didn’t want to, just listen to me……”Taeui felt like crying. This bastard knew his body far too well. The fingers probing him picked precisely the most sensitive spots.Had he lost his resolve, he would have dropped everything and whispered, “Come on in, you bastard,” wrapping his legs around Ilrey’s waist. ――If tomorrow weren’t a forced march, he might have spread his legs and let him.But tomorrow was the march.The week had ended, the weekend arrived: morning training, then the march until the day after tomorrow. He’d endured such weekend grinds before.If he indulged with Ilrey tonight, he’d be useless on the march—better to die on the field than face that.“And I have to wear full gear—what, you’re carrying me? Think of my body.”“If I carry you, can I do it until I’m satisfied? Fine. Let’s do that.”“N—no!!”Had his answer come a second later, Ilrey would have truly thrust inside. This man’s stamina—championing full gear and carrying an adult male over rough forest paths—was terrifying. If he used that energy fully, he’d end up carrying Taeui’s corpse.(And how would he face the colleagues and instructors who guessed their relationship?)He felt he might lose either his breath or his mind. Panting, he managed to sit up enough to seize Ilrey’s hand at his groin and stop him.“Hey… are you trying to kill me…?”With shaky strength, he braced himself. Ilrey paused, mouth still around him, and glanced up. Taeui met his gaze without flinching.“…….”Ilrey clicked his tongue low in his throat. Startled by the prickling orgasm, Taeui convulsed and a misty spur of cum shot out. Ilrey froze for a moment, then swallowed deeply two or three times. Each gulp was mortifyingly loud.“You can spit it out, you know.”Taeui, face partly covered by his hand, murmured hoarsely. Ilrey calmly licked him clean, then even licked his own lips as if savoring a treat.“…….”Shame and languid satisfaction intertwined, and Taeui reached out to mess Ilrey’s hair roughly. Ilrey caught his hand, kissed each fingertip, and murmured:“I want to put it in.”“…….”This bastard was relentless. He’d never give up, even knowing Taeui would never agree.He could understand that—seeing Ilrey’s cock bobbing heavily at his feet stirred him too.“……I’d like that too, but tomorrow’s the march. I will literally die if—…say something else. If I can agree, I will.”In the most pitiful voice he could muster, Taeui spoke. Ilrey said nothing for a long moment, stroking his lower belly with his lips and occasionally biting his sides and waist gently enough to avoid injury.Should he break his promise? Should he throw it all away and indulge now? Ilrey’s dark eyes watched him intently.“Ilrey.”“…I want to eat you.”The low voice emerged suddenly. Its husky tone was unmistakably sincere, and Taeui raised an eyebrow.“What?”“You. All of you. I want to chew you up, bone and flesh, and swallow you whole.”Like a thirst, Ilrey’s lips bit sharply at his waist. Taeui twisted, but a bright bruise was already forming.Ilrey snapped his teeth as if truly about to devour him. Taeui clicked his tongue.“Stop it. If you say it, I won’t think it’s a joke.”“I’m not joking. Sometimes I really do want to swallow you whole.”He wasn’t joking. The words themselves—saying he wanted to—were no joke.Taeui frowned and looked down at Ilrey, who wasn’t joking at all. It would not surprise him if Ilrey did bite and chew him one day.“Hey. Ilrey. Are /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ you serious?”Taeui asked, slightly unnerved. Ilrey’s gaze lifted. When their eyes met, a faint semblance of a smile formed in his eyes—but the tension remained.“If you’re serious, will you run away?”“If by ‘if I’m serious’ you mean ‘will I give up eating you?’—or will I eat you before you can run?”No answer came. Ilrey, lips slowly stroking near Taeui’s chest, seemed lost in thought, then murmured: Too difficult.Soon he added in a relaxed voice, “Oh well, can’t help it.” He bit Taeui’s nipple sharply, and Taeui emitted a short cry, shoulders twitching.

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