The Guide is Actually a Body-Switching Esper [BL]-Chapter 61: Try Harder

Strawberry ice cream was Lane’s favorite.

However, just because he liked strawberry ice cream the best, it didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy caramel or vanilla as well. Lane firmly believed that variety was important in life.

But at the same time, no matter how much he enjoyed other flavors, it still didn’t change the fact that strawberry was his favorite.

And when it came to sexual partners, men like Damien Lennox were his strawberry ice cream. Tall, muscular, with a strong jawline and handsome face. Best if they were powerful Espers on top of that.

Sure, he complained about Damien being so stiff and a prude, but... In truth, it only made Lane want him even more. He really wanted to mess the man up. Draw that rare fiery side of him out.

That frowny face, flushed and gasping for breath underneath him...

So when Damien practically delivered himself on a silver platter, how could Lane possibly resist?

Although he knew he shouldn’t do it. He wasn’t supposed to flirt with the man anymore.

But... He already put so much effort, trying to seduce him. And he never got to fully enjoy it, with his past life unexpectedly cut short.

Not to mention, all the frustration Damien had caused him, by suspecting his identity and ability. And now, on top of that, he was also temporarily stuck in the General Staff. He needed an outlet.

So, in the end, he just thought, ’Fuck it all.’

Damien was too hot to miss out on.

"So? How was it? Did it work?" Lane asked, gasping for breath, once he finally pulled back.

"Ummm..."

Damien didn’t answer. He was looking somewhere to the side, his brows drawn together, as if he was trying to focus, or push himself to do something...

Lane didn’t take his eyes off the man, staring at him expectantly. He knew exactly what should follow. But a line like that, wouldn’t that be a bit too much for Damien? Back then, when they kissed for the first time, he gave Lane such a reproachful look when he said that...

It seems he underestimated the man though, because Damien soon said, "...Perhaps you need to try harder."

Lane had to bit his lip hard so that he wouldn’t burst out laughing.

He said it, Damien really said it!

His voice was a bit strained, and his cheeks were flushed, but he still was able to deliver the line! He even looked into Lane’s eyes as he did it!

"Well, alright then," he eventually said, struggling to suppress the chuckle that tried to escape his throat. "I’ll do my best."

He leaned closer, practically climbing onto Damien’s lap, and once again, he captured the man’s lips in an intense kiss.

Of course, he had no intention to lower his guard. He would still try his best to convince Damien that he wasn’t ’Evan’ nor ’Noah’. But, if physical intimacy was what Damien wanted, then Lane had no reason to say no. He had nothing to lose by making out or hooking up with the man. Something like that was nowhere enough to sway him. He could just enjoy the treat for a bit...

He deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue in, and massaging Damien’s. Damien was a bit stiff at first, unsure what to do, but it didn’t take long before he caught up with Lane’s pace. His broad chest was rising up and down, his muscular arms wrapping around Lane, constantly tensing and relaxing, as the man shifted in his seat... He pulled Lane even closer, practically squeezing him against his chest, his lips sucking on Lane’s desperately, as if he was suffocating, and that was the only way he could breathe again...

Lane’s lips were quickly growing numb. Although his body was that of a high-ranking Awakened now, he was still just a Guide. Damien, meanwhile, was an S-rank Esper, who seemed to have forgotten himself a bit, getting lost in the moment. The force with which he was kissing Lane was quite intense...

But Lane didn’t mind it. Numb or not, the kiss felt too good to interrupt. Rather, he wanted to take advantage of the situation, and try to take things a bit further...

He let his hands slowly wander around, until they reached the front, tugging lightly on the buttons of Damien’s shirt.

No reaction. Damien just continued to devour Lane’s lips, as if he couldn’t think of anything else.

Without anything - or anyone - to stop them, Lane’s fingers skillfully slipped the buttons out of their holes. First, second, third... Until Damien’s shirt was almost fully unbuttoned, leaving only the one or two buttons that were out of reach, tucked inside Damien’s pants. That was enough for Lane though, at least for now. A lot of Damien’s chest was now exposed.

Slowly wandering back up, Lane’s fingers slid over Damien’s abs, caressing every bump, and making his abdomen shiver under the touch. Damien let out a muted, "Mph," and pulled Lane closer, so close that there was no space left between them, effectively blocking any access to his exposed chest.

Lane’s brows twitched with displeasure, but he wasn’t deterred. The fact that Damien let him unbutton his shirt was already a huge progress. They never went quite that far before.

Besides, Damien didn’t tell him to stop yet... He just made things a bit more difficult. Lane could still try some more, see how far could he go.

With Damien’s abdomen and chest covered up by his own body, Lane moved on to the man’s neck instead. He slid his fingers under Damien’s collar, going over his prominent trapezius muscle and down the shoulders...

"Mph!" Another muted groan escaped Damien’s mouth.

However, it was different this time. Not a moan of pleasure, as it was when Lane caressed his abdomen, but rather a pained one.

"...What was that?" Lane instantly pulled back, his eyes sharp, as they focused on Damien’s torso.

"Uh, wait," Damien reached out, trying to grab Lane’s hand...

But it was too late. With his shirt already unbuttoned, all Lane had to do was pull on it a bit, and Damien’s shoulder was fully exposed.

A shoulder wrapped tightly in a layer of bandages.