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To be fair, he was doing very well on his horny nonsense ban during these diplomatic dinners. Jin-Woo could get away with a lot of stuff if he was trying to fool aggressive journalists, low-level hunters, or other such people, but it was a different ball game when it came to the hunters with more advanced perception. They would notice if Jin-Woo were getting sucked off under the table or just returned from getting fucked in the bathroom or anything fun .
Thus, he had to eat whatever was placed in front of him, space out as In-Ho networked, and make the occasional grunt whenever prompted. He hated every minute of it. But it wasn’t so bad since Igris was always waiting at home to fuck the boredom out of him. Besides, he only had a few more to go.
But this one was taking forever .
“The Ah-Jin guild was considering a partnership with some of the bigger guilds as a solution for the ‘territorial disputes’, so to speak.” In-Ho smiled amicably as everyone but Jin-Woo leaned in to listen. “The contracts vary guild to guild, but generally, we pay a fixed amount biannually for exclusive rights to the A or S-rank gates in their area.”
One of the B-ranks barked a laugh. “I don’t believe my ears! The amount of money A-rank gates could generate in half a year is astronomical! How can you turn a profit?”
Jin-Woo heard this kind of objection a dozen times over. But he was only wondering what kind of play he wanted tonight. Better ask Igris.
“Oh, I disagree, sir. Equipment replacement and loss of life are the largest expenses for guilds, as you know. But if you sign over the rights to only the most dangerous gates, you could minimize losses while still ensuring a big profit. It’s by no means a bad deal.”
He heard someone’s silverware scrape together and was reminded of Igris’s claws. Jin-Woo sighed and rubbed his face. Igris must be getting impatient, too.
“I suppose, but it would cut down the opportunities for the higher-level hunters, would it not? Their compensation would significantly decrease.”
“They could instead lead parties for lower level parties and reduce the under-staffing problems that some guilds have been suffering from. The prevented losses and casualties on top of Ah-Jin's fixed payments would surely cover and even exceed the potential profits. As you know, our previous partner is very satisfied with our current contract. Isn’t that right, Miss Su-Jin?”
Another woman spoke up and, god-like sense stats or not, Jin-Woo couldn’t care to follow it. Or the guild leader’s rebuttal. Or In-Ho’s polite parry. Or the question following up on the profits. Honestly, they were so caught up in business talk that they might not even notice if Jin-Woo were fucking around.
But they would.
Which is why Jin-Woo is sitting there like a sack of potatoes.
He picked at his steak for a few contemplative moments before he gave Igris a little mental tap. There was no response, but Jin-Woo knew that it was deliberate. Igris was willing to play with risks for kink’s sake, but if they tried something here, they’d no doubt get caught. Well, there was no harm if it were just in their heads, right?
Jin-Woo brushed up against Igris’s mental wall, letting him feel his pent-up, needy lust. Then, he said, “ Aren’t you bored at home? ”
No reply, but Jin-Woo knew he was paying attention. The nice thing was that messages can still be sent inside even if Jin-Woo isn’t permitted to come in himself.
“ I’m still loose from this afternoon. ” Accompanying that was the memory of Igris pulling out of his ass and drizzling cum onto his face before Jin-Woo leaned up and caught the rest in his mouth. “ You could probably just slide in right now if you wanted to. ”
Regardless of the stubborn silence, Jin-Woo pressed on. “ You should be missing your fucktoy right about now, right? ”
That one got Igris to send a flare of agitation. “ Jin-Woo .”
He dropped his knife, and all the heads at the table swiveled towards him. As one of the best hunters in the world, it made very little sense for him to make mistakes like that. After all, dropping a blade in battle would very quickly put an end to a hunter’s career, S-class or no. In-Ho peered over. “Are you okay, Hyung-nim?”
With a polite smile, Jin-Woo levitated the knife into a waitress’s hands. “I’m fine. Please carry on.”
They awkwardly went back to their conversation, eyeing him all the while. If just dropping a knife was this much cause for concern, fucking around with Igris would be impossible.
But it was too fun.
“ You called? ” he responded belatedly.
“I cannot come to your side at the moment. Please refrain from contact until you finish your affairs.”
“ Why not? ”
Igris refused to answer.
“ Is it because you might do something to me if you were here? ” Jin-Woo sidled up to Igris. “ Something you don’t want people to see? ”
Igris admitted no reaction, and Jin-Woo pushed harder.
“ Is it because you’ll fuck me in the bathroom the first chance we get? ” He played him a mini-scenario of himself bent over the sinks, ass pounded hard and dirty, and mouth muffled with Igris’s gauntlet.
Jin-Woo had a perfectly measured expression of polite boredom as he described how Igris would mark up his neck high enough for everyone to know why he winced when he sat down. “ Wouldn’t that be nice? Everyone would know that my ass belongs to you. I wouldn’t get any hookup offers anymore. ”
Igris cracked. “Who is making such solicitations?”
“ No one important. ” There were quite a few, but Jin-Woo couldn’t remember their faces very well, much less their names. “ Maybe you should mark your property. ”
“You are much more to me than property.”
Jin-Woo had to use all his will-power to fight off a blush at the absolute sincerity Igris said that with. It was hard to dirty-talk if Igris was concerned about the ethics of a degradation kink. “ What if I want to be just that? ”
Jin-Woo detected a whisper of arousal before Igris adamantly walled up again.
It didn’t matter much to Jin-Woo. “ What if I want to be fucked like it? What if I want you to do whatever you want to me? ”
Jin-Woo let the corner of his mouth twitch upward just a bit. “ You’ve already done that plenty of times. Fucked me full of cum and kept going. Taking turns with my ass and my mouth a few times before I could cum even once. Face-fucking me and dumping cum wherever you want inside or outside. ”
Jin-Woo just wanted to tease Igris a little as a way to revv him up before he got home, but it was quickly turning into something else. “ It’s fine if you do that one more time, right? Fuck me wherever and whenever—wouldn’t it be convenient? Screw me in the restroom so anyone can walk in. You can even bend me over the dining table right now. It doesn’t even matter if there’s a table full of people watching.
“ Would it really matter since I’m yours anyway? If you teleported over here, you could have me right on top of the table. How dare they force you to wait before you can fuck what’s yours anyway? ” Jin-Woo shared a fantasy with Igris. An S-class hunter getting forced open and fucked in front of his associates. “ You can just give them a show and let them see. ”
Igris would hold him up, by his thighs so they can see where he’s stretched open around him. Everyone would stand up, worrying that Igris was an assailant of some sort, but they’d realize that Jin-Woo was practically melting around him. They’d have front row tickets to watching a world-class hunter getting fucked like a whore.
Then, they’d just watch, maybe some would duck out and make phone calls, maybe some would be entranced by what they’re seeing.
Maybe some would interpret it to be an invitation.
They’d pin their eyes anywhere they’d like, surreptitiously rub themselves through their pants, maybe even dare to ask Jin-Woo, but Igris slammed him onto the table before they could. Igris would put him on his back so they could see Jin-Woo’s swollen prick leak helplessly as Igris mounted and filled him. Igris was the one making the rules. Who the fuck were they talking to when Igris was right there?
And Igris would cum on Jin-Woo’s hole, stomach, and face—marking his territory—before squelching back inside to dump the rest of the load. He made sure they could hear just how much Jin-Woo loved it.
Igris’s mental wall crumbled, and a heat wave of furious lust hit Jin-Woo.
“...ng-nim. Hyung-nim!”
Jin-Woo snapped to attention. “Yes?”
“Would you and your summons oblige them to a friendly sparring match?” In-Ho stared at him like he was begging for a Christmas present, and Jin-Woo tried not to grimace. “A little exercise helps the food digest, right? Right, Hyung-nim?”
“...right.”
Jin-Woo was sweating bullets. He was so distracted he forgot to hold back and ended his match in a few seconds. Now he has nothing to do but worry from the sidelines as his summons fought the top hunters of their partner guild.
Igris looked on the verge of killing the poor guy even though he’d received orders not to attack them during a spar. Injuries probably weren’t conducive to successful business deals.
Each clang of steel on steel brought Jin-Woo closer to imminent, sexy danger. Igris had put his walls back up, making him utterly unpredictable.
“Man!” The man wheezed out after wailing on the impenetrable brick wall that is Igris’s defenses. “This guy’s sturdy! Miss Su-Jin, you should go and try him out; he’s good.”
“Let me finish up with Mr. In-Ho first first.” She smiled over her shoulder as Igris stepped into the sidelines.
As he passed Jin-Woo, he pressed his claws into the small of his back and melted into shadow. Jin-Woo could do absolutely nothing else but slip into the restroom after him. He had the foresight to take the lube out of his inventory before he went inside.
Igris was there, leaning against the sinks, arms crossed and glaring. He nodded at one of the stalls.
Just a touch on his back was all Jin-Woo needed to obediently follow him to the restroom, bend over, and drop his pants for Igris. Then, just as Jin-Woo predicted, he slid right in. It was still tight and hard to move, but Igris didn’t care.
Jin-Woo yelped. “W-wait, you know you can’t, right…? You have to go soon!”
“The lubricant. Now.” Once he had it, he manhandled Jin-Woo so he could pour the lube over his hole. Then, he went right on fucking again.
Jin-Woo moaned at a good thrust deep inside and hurriedly slapped a hand over his mouth.
Igris forced the hand off. “Hands on the wall.”
He gasped at the harsh slap of his hips. “They’re going to hear!”
“Is that not what you desired?” This was too risky. He hadn’t even closed the stall door or locked the restroom before cornering him. At this rate, someone really will find out.
Igris gripped his hips with both gauntlets to yank Jin-Woo back onto his dick. Jin-Woo tried to control his voice even as the pleasure was clouding his brain and ramping up by the second. He worked it down to strangled moans and gasps, but Igris seemed determined to make him scream. “Igris, we absolutely can’t be, mmh, doing this!”
“Then, we are in agreement. ” Igris leaned down to his ear. “ But someone could not control himself.”
Jin-Woo ducked his head as a shiver ran up his back.
Igris hit every spot he knew, leaving Jin-Woo absolutely defenseless to this one-sided assault. Between whimpers that tried and failed to be quiet, broken moans frequently escaped.
Jin-Woo’s volume slipped higher as Igris fucked him harder, and his orgasm was starting to pulse in his dick—
“Hyung-nim? Are you in here?” The door swung open, and Jin-Woo’s heart leapt into his throat. He bit his lip until he bled to keep silent even as Igris was still moving inside him. “Do you know where Igris is?
Igris whispered, “Don’t even think about touching yourself until I return.”
With that, he bottomed out inside him and came with a few rough thrusts. He pulled out too fast, leaving cum slopping out of his hole and running down his legs as Igris simply wiped himself off.
“Wait, Igris?” In-Ho spotted him immediately since he was taller than the stall dividers but couldn’t see Jin-Woo behind Igris’s broad stature. “What are you doing in here?”
Jin-Woo hurriedly pushed what he could back inside, to keep it from spilling onto the floor, but there was too much. A few drops audibly splattered onto the floor, and Jin-Woo held his breath. Igris ignored Jin-Woo’s predicament and turned to face In-Ho.
“Do shadow summons… need to take leaks or something?” In-Ho was right in front of the open stall, and Igris was the only thing blocking the sight of cum pouring down Jin-Woo’s legs and the swollen prick between them. If he so chose, he could step aside and leave Jin-Woo completely exposed.
Igris stepped out of the stall and shut it behind him. Jin-Woo was his exclusive property, after all. “That is a rather intimate question.”
“O-oh. Right. I—uh, sorry for asking.”
“What did you need?”
“I was looking for Jin-Woo since you were…” he trailed off. “Your—the match. Su-Jin is ready.”
“Properly acknowledge the status of my liege. I will not tolerate anyone calling him by his given name.” Igris glided past him—silent despite his armor.
“R-right!” In-Ho exclaimed with a fluster matching that of Jin-Woo’s inside the stall.
Igris patiently guarded against each strike. They harmlessly bounced off the parrying flicks of his sword. She grit her teeth and surged into a faster attack tempo, but Igris kept up easily. Easily enough that he could keep tabs on Jin-Woo.
Igris occupied Jin-Woo’s mind with dictatorial control, monitoring his pleasure and inflaming it when it started to wane. Keeping him ready and waiting for Igris to finish up and fuck him again. He was right where Igris left him, open and dribbling as much cum as they’d need for Igris to come back to a ready-to-fuck hole.
“Did your master teach you himself?” She jammed her blade into any opening she could find but found herself denied each time. “You’re good.”
“That is correct.” Igris recollected his stance when she abated momentarily.
She smiled at him and sidled closer. “Do you think you could teach me something?”
Jin-Woo interrupted with a hot flare of need that momentarily distracted Igris. He tempered the flames with his shadow, soothing his king with his presence if only momentarily.
Once done, Igris nodded at the woman and raised his sword. She leapt forward to meet him in another clash of metal. In close quarters, the sparks obscured their vision, but Igris threaded his sword’s path with deadly accuracy. He hooked her blade in his hilt, flicked it from her grip, and used the momentum of her stumble to push her down. After the split-second she took to reorient herself, she was looking up Igris’s blade. “Is this satisfactory?”
“Very.” She grinned at him and held her hand out. Igris helped her up, fending off Jin-Woo’s growing disobedience as he did, and she picked up her blade again. “How’d I do so far?”
“You are strong, but you lack aggression.”
Su-Jin’s voice dipped a little. “Do you prefer more aggressive fighting styles?”
“Not necessarily, but it has its uses. ” Igris suppressed Jin-Woo with a warning before returning to the conversation. “ Against you, caution would be more prudent.”
“And why’s that?”
“You can detect weakness easily and attack precisely. To leave myself open would be a grave mistake.”
Su-Jin laughed. “You sure know how to flatter a woman.”
An outburst of frustrated lust and intense jealousy stunned Igris for a moment. Jin-Woo took occupation of Igris’s mind squarely where he couldn’t be ignored.
“Igris?”
“Let us finish the match.” Igris felt the sheer weight of Jin-Woo’s lust pressing in on him. He could feel himself reacting to it and wanted to see Jin-Woo at once. He tried to ignore it as best he could, but Jin-Woo was insistent.
So was Su-Jin. She advanced while making expert use of Igris’s feedback. She dove into openings and charged into his hesitations, both of which quickly multiplied as Jin-Woo ran rampant in Igris’s head. Fending off her attacks was easy enough, but constructing a counterattack was another, especially when Jin-Woo was intent on monopolizing his attention. Igris hissed through their mental connection, “ Behave. ”
“ Make me. ” A burst of pleasure indicated that he was getting off without Igris’s permission.
Igris narrowed his eyes and focused on the fight. He endured the stream of pleasure thrumming directly into their connection, but he only had so much time before he’d give out. He had to finish the match.
“ You’re mine. Don’t play with someone else in front of me. ”
Su-Jin closed the gap between them and hooked his blade with hers before trying to leverage it out of his grip. Igris’s sword went flying. He retreated backwards, but she didn’t let him widen the distance. She outstretched her blade for his neck, swing sure, but she stopped dead in her tracks before it connected.
Igris’s sword, the tip pointed at the nape of her neck, floated back into his grip. “I commend you on your skills.”
Jin-Woo flooded his head with pleasure and images as if to blot out Su-Jin’s presence.
“Let’s rematch. I’m ready this time.”
“I’m afraid not. There’s an issue to be resolved.”
“What? But the match!”
Igris melted into shadow despite Su-Jin’s questions.
He came back to the restroom to find Jin-Woo fucking himself with his own fingers and the cum obscenely dribbling out of him.
“Jin-Woo.” Igris stepped inside the stall.
Jin-Woo threw a sullen look over his shoulder. He stopped fingering himself but did nothing else to show his repentance. Instead, he said, “Are you done?”
“Get on the floor. ” When Jin-Woo opted to ignore him, Igris made him kneel on the floor via telekinesis. When Igris took out his dick, Jin-Woo automatically leaned forward to put it in his mouth, but Igris stopped him. “ Do not presume I will reward you for such behavior. Be still unless I command you otherwise.”
Igris took himself in hand and stroked himself just a few inches over Jin-Woo’s face. The defiance and irritation flared in Jin-Woo’s eyes, but Igris glared back with a promise of punishment. Jin-Woo stared at the temptation that Igris put in front of him with unmasked desire. Igris went close enough to even tap Jin-Woo on the cheek with the tip, so tantalizingly close to his mouth. He continued to pump himself, this time dripping precum onto Jin-Woo’s cheeks and mouth.
Igris rubbed his glans against Jin-Woo’s lips, smearing them until they were slick. Jin-Woo flicked his tongue out to lick some off, but Igris yanked his head back. “ I said to be still. Don’t dare to disobey me again or you shall suffer the consequences.”
Jin-Woo panted and went limp in his grip. “I’ll be good. I promise.
Igris rubbed the length of his cock against his cheek, dousing it. Jin-Woo’s face burned with humiliation and arousal. All Jin-Woo would need to do was open his mouth, and he’d get what he wanted.
Jin-Woo whined his remorse as his mouth watered. Igris ignored him and kept rutting against his face, ruining it with pre-cum. He couldn’t even rub his mouth on it, not with Igris punishing any and all movements.
Jin-Woo was shaking with self-restraint by the time Igris’s dick started to swell up in preparation for orgasm. “ Igris… ”
Igris ignored him and shot the first rope of cum across his face. Jin-Woo didn’t know he was holding his breath until he exhaled as Igris came, and a flush of pleasure washed through him as if he were sharing Igris’s even though his own erection was throbbing painfully between his legs. He keened softly as more cum painted his face, and his neglected cock twitched with each jet. Cum dripped down his mouth, thick and sticky. Igris pressed the head against the seam of his lips to further torture him. He whimpered, distressed and pleading as he was teased. Cum dribbled down his lips and chin, being wasted as splatters on the bathroom floor. The taste seeped through his lips, and he nearly came. Jin-Woo had to close his lips around the head to chase that taste.
Igris wasted no time carrying him out of the stall and setting him on the sinks with his legs spread. Jin-Woo’s back met the cold mirror just before Igris speared him open. He thrusted once, twice, and Jin-Woo choked on a shout as he came almost immediately. He tried to suppress his moans as Igris brutalized his hole, but he had little success.
“P-please, I’m sorry,” Jin-Woo squeaked through the intense pleasure. “The door—it’s open. They’re going to—to hear me… Igris!”
“I don’t care.” Igris kept fucking him exactly where he liked it, wrenching the most lewd sounds out of Jin-Woo’s mouth. He begged Igris to at least take them inside a stall, but Igris didn’t reply and only thrusted harder.
“Igris!” He clenched and twitched around him, defenseless against such precise thrusts. He was getting fucked right into overstimulation, loosening his volume control even more. “Please!”
Despite his protests, Jin-Woo couldn’t resist the slick way Igris’s dick plunged inside him. His rim eagerly sucked him in after it was left teased and needy from the first round and made loud squelches with each thrust.
Footsteps sounded outside the door.
Jin-Woo used his telekinesis to shut and lock the bathroom door. Igris didn’t give a fuck that there was someone about to discover them and kept pistoning in.
The door rattled. “Bathroom’s locked. You’re out of luck, bro.”
“ What? I swear to god, that newbie forgot to unlock it after his shift last night. And during the important dinner, too.”
Jin-Woo gasped and covered his mouth. Igris wrenched his hand away, leaned down, and said, “I thought you wanted to assert the fact that I’m yours. Why turn away an opportunity to do so?”
“Don’t you have the keys on you? You should since you’re maintenance, right?”
A groan escaped after Igris redoubled his efforts to make him scream. They were going to be found out!
“Yeah, but that kid should just do his job right in the first place.”
He slapped his hand over his mouth again, but Igris didn’t bother telling him not to in favor of just pounding his abused prostate. Jin-Woo choked and made loud, muffled moans and gasps with each thrust that even his palms couldn’t suppress.
“...did you hear that?”
“Hear what?”
Every brutal thrust chipped at his composure like a sledgehammer against a crumbling wall until Jin-Woo’s voice completely unraveled.
“Oh, my god. Someone’s fucking in there!” Their voices dropped to a whisper, but Igris and Jin-Woo could hear them perfectly fine.
“Shit! Do you think they’re hunters? There’s no way any employees would try something as dumb as this.”
“Oh, do you think it’s that gorgeous lady from earlier? She’s the only woman that was here today.”
Igris fucked him without any sign of considering stopping, and Jin-Woo could only feel more aroused as he came closer to discovery.
“Seriously? Maybe we could just take a little peek in that case. Her body was killer .”
“Yeah. Maybe we’ll see her tits.”
Jin-Woo’s breath caught as his arousal and fear surged. If they see him spread open and—
He let out a squeaky, strangled moan as he came all over himself. Igris laughed as he continued fucking him, punching involuntary little “ ah, ah, ah ”s out of him. “Wait, please …! You can’t—ah!”
“Wait, I think she totally just came.”
“Idiot! Can’t you hear it? That—that’s not a woman moaning!”
“What the fuck? Then, I just got hard from—”
“Shut up and let’s get out of here! We’re not going to see any tits!”
“Wait, aren’t you a little curious—”
“No!”
Just to be a dick, Igris didn’t even let him off the hook and kept fucking him, not even after the two guys rushed away not even after Jin-Woo’s climax subsided.
“P-Please, that—that’s enough! I’m sorry!” Jin-Woo gasped out.
“For what?”
“For—ngh… for tea-teasing you and fuck—not listening! ”
“And what else?”
“I—” A moan slipped out, and a louder cry slipped out with it as Igris punched a spot deep inside “—ah, I sucked y-your dick when I was—wasn’t allowed to.”
Igris kept battering his cum-stained walls, intent on fully collecting Jin-Woo’s penance. “And what recourse shall you take in the future?”
“Mm!” Jin-Woo whimpered as another mini-orgasm rocked his body, and he closed his eyes to weather out the blinding crackle of pleasure. His dick throbbed painfully as it tried to push out more cum. His mouth dropped open in a tangle of dangerously loud noises.
“Jin-Woo,” Igris warned, pulling his hair to tilt his face upward.
The sting of his scalp and the harsh sound of his name had his body flashing with pleasure. “ I’ll be good! Please, I’ll—ngh… ah—I’ll listen to y-you... ”
“Very good. ” Igris started to fuck him even deeper in shallow thrusts as he neared completion. “ Tighten up around me.”
He clenched down, making every thrust like a hot knife of pleasure, while Igris took advantage of his hot, slippery, and tight hole as he pleased. The noises were filthy, depicting exactly how his hole clutched so tightly around Igris’s cock, yet he glided in and out so easily with so much cum slicking the way. Jin-Woo could only let him do what he wanted, not daring to even beg.
Igris rubbed up against his prostate with every shallow rut, wringing white-hot sensation from abused nerves. Then, he bathed those flames with the sudden splash of cum. And yet, even though Igris had gotten what he wanted, he demanded, “Cum once more.”
Jin-Woo hesitated, mind wanting to obey at once, but body struggling to comply. Igris doubled down the pressure with another too-deep, too-good thrust that pushed the air out of his lungs. “N-no!”
“It is possible. I know your body.” Igris’s thumb pressed below his navel, rubbing circles into Jin-Woo’s prostate on the front as his cock fucked it from the back.
“Igris!” Jin-Woo grabbed Igris’s wrist rubbing his stomach as the noises poured out of him. His nerves crammed with thick, dense pleasure.
“I’m waiting.” Igris kept constant pressure, tracing maddening, gentle circles from both sides.
A whimper slipped out of Jin-Woo’s mouth. His prostate throbs so powerfully, it borders on painful. He has no time to cope with it before Igris presses hard on his stomach, and liquid spurts out of Jin-Woo’s dick.
“ Ah! ” Jin-Woo’s entire body locks up as Igris indents his thumb mercilessly down onto his prostate as his dick strokes it from below. Each rock forces out minute twitches and even more fluid as Igris induces wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure. Moans accompanied each shudder of climax as they passed through him.
Igris drew out the rest of his orgasm with gentler circles as he began to kiss and lick the bite wound he made earlier. “Were you jealous?”
Jin-Woo sighed and wrapped his arms around Igris’s neck, burying his face in it. He clung to the floaty feeling of post-orgasm and mentally communicated an affirmation.
“I hope you know that I wasn’t being unfaithful. ” He kissed his cheek, lips, and forehead. “ I’ll only ever want you for a lover.”
Igris tipped Jin-Woo’s head back so he could kiss him and further rile up the swirl of weak butterflies spawning in his stomach.
A few days later, midway through Jin-Woo’s route atop Kaisel to another dungeon, In-Ho rings him. “ Hyung-nim, I think we might have to lie low for a while with the dinners. ”
Jin-Woo tamped down on the jolt of relief at the process before he warily asked, “Why?”
“ There are some weird rumors going around…. ”
His stomach dropped, but he maintained a neutral voice. “What rumor?”
“ Apparently, something… indecent… was going on in the bathrooms while we were sparring. ”
“Oh, my god.”
“ Right? Well, our business partner isn’t thrilled, and they’re thinking we’re circulating it about their hunters on purpose. We might have to rethink our PR strategies after this.”
“Sounds,” Jin-Woo began as he covered his face, “sounds good.”
“ Okay, I’ll contact you later when I’ve thought something up. ” A furtive silence passes over the line. “ Say, Hyung-Nim… where do you think that rumor came from? ”
Jin-Woo pressed his lips together. “I don’t know.”
“ Really? I thought you might have since you can do all sorts of things— ”
“Didn’t hear anything.” Jin-Woo heard Igris’s laugh rumbling down their connection. “Must—must’ve been a leaky pipe.”
“ Oh, I have it on good authority that it was real. You know, I was talking to an old friend who worked there as a maintenance guy, and he said that there were some real animals going at it— ”
“Okay!” Jin-Woo blushed furiously. “I don’t need to know that! I’m hanging up! I’m hanging up. Bye. ”