The Guide is Actually a Body-Switching Esper [BL]-Chapter 292: Taking a Break

How long could Lane obediently sit on his ass and study diligently? Less than half an hour, apparently! In his defense, the couch and the chairs in Damien’s office were all hard and uncomfortable... And yes, sure, he had slept on the ground in dungeons before, and was fine with it, but that was different! There, it was a necessity, he had to get some rest to have enough energy to keep on fighting. But now...

Now, he had uncomfortable seats, unbearably boring study materials to read, and then his hot and handsome boyfriend on top of it all. His hot and handsome boyfriend, who was sitting by his desk, all serious with his brows deeply furrowed, as he focused on... something probably boring as well, although not as much as the information Lane had to memorize. He was so absorbed in it, that he forgot to keep an eye on Lane for a moment...

And the next thing he knew, Lane had already managed to slide right next to him, leaning over the desk, his arm brushing against Damien’s. "Whatcha doin’?"

Damien turned his emerald eyes away from the screen, and onto this unruly boyfriend of his, his frown further deepening, even though it seemed almost impossible. "Have you finished studying?"

"Hmm? Not yet, just taking a break."

"...A break." Damien looked at the time. It was only 26 past 7 AM. They had gotten into the office just before 7 AM. Then before they sat down, and Lane took out his notes (which Damien had prepared for him, of course), at least a few minutes must have passed. Thus, Lane’s total study time so far... was probably around twenty minutes.

And that was if Damien was being generous.

But Lane nodded his head seriously, as if he had been working hard for hours, and said, "Yes, it’s not good to study for too long, otherwise your brain will get tired, you will lose focus, and it simply will no longer be effective!"

Of course, Lane’s brain got tired at the mere thought of studying, thus it was never effective, but that was not the point.

"Just try for a bit longer," Damien sighed. "The training starts at nine..."

He didn’t get to finish what he wanted to say, because then, Lane grabbed the backrest of his chair, and turned him around toward himself, so that he could comfortably climb into Damien’s lap.

As expected, that was the only comfortable seat in that office.

"Lane. What are you doing?"

"Just trying to relax a bit~" Lane smiled, shifting closer to Damien, his hand brushing through the man’s perfectly combed hair. Well, no longer so perfectly, since Lane’s fingers had done considerable damage. But Lane preferred it that way. As handsome as Damien looked when he was nicely put together... He was even sexier when disheveled!

And he wasn’t done there. His hands then moved to Damien’s collar, skillfully undoing the buttons.

"Lane... We... I mean, I, am at work," Damien tried to protest, stirring under Lane, his crotch rubbing against Lane’s, which caused a quiet groan to escape his throat...

And Lane’s lips to curve in a smug smile. "It doesn’t matter. It’s only the two of us there. It’s still early in the morning, so most offices around are empty... And it’s an essential part of any office romance to have sex on the office desk!"

"...What?" Damien asked, his eyes widening. He thought that Lane was only planning a steamy make-out session - which was already inappropriate! - but he was actually thinking about going all the way? Sure, Lane had given him a blowjob in the Association Headquarters before... But that was in a private guiding room! Not that it made it okay - yes, some people had sex there, it wasn’t really a secret, even Damien had heard about it, but that didn’t change the fact that it was improper... But in his office? That was on another level! So unprofessional, so...

His thoughts were all scattered, because just then, Lane leaned forward, capturing his mouth in a kiss. He didn’t take it slow at all, kissing Damien with high intensity right from the start, sucking hard as if he wanted to devour him... It was enough to blur Damien’s mind to the point that he didn’t even notice when Lane’s fingers had already reached halfway down his chest in their quest to uncover the honeyed, supple skin and the bulging muscles hidden underneath.

And in no time at all, Damien’s crotch responded accordingly, his penis hardening, and pressing against the thick material of his uniform pants. Unlike Damien, who was still hesitant, his body knew exactly what it wanted.

And that was to take things further with Lane.

He shouldn’t do it. He knew he should. He was still at work, and he always took his duties seriously. He had paperwork to study, and Lane had notes to complete... Wait, no, what was that again? As Lane moved his hips, rubbing against Damien, Damien found it harder and harder to cling to the last reasonable thread in his head. Although he knew they shouldn’t do it, he found do strength in himself to push Lane away...

All of a sudden, there came a knock on the door.

"Team Leader Lennox, are you there?" asked the voice of the freshly promoted Section Leader Anthony White, former Team Leader White, who had taken the office a few days before, after the former Section Leader, Frank Bowen, had been demoted.

This finally helped Damien snap out of it, and push on Lane’s shoulders, separating himself from the man, while gasping for breath.

"It’s Section Leader."

"Mn," Lane muttered, displeased, as he also had recognized the voice. He had a favorable opinion of Anthony White... Until now, that is. He didn’t like getting cock-blocked. "Should we just pretend we’re not here?" he suggested in a hushed whisper.

But Damien was already buttoning his shirt back up. "Lane, please..."

Lane let out a sigh, and climbed down from Damien’s lap, albeit unwillingly. "Fine..." freeωebnovēl.c૦m

He wasn’t going to insist when Damien was clearly so distressed by the situation. He just briefly fixed his clothes, and plopped down on the couch, pretending to study.

"Please, come in!" Damien called, once he managed to put himself back together, at least to look somewhat acceptable. He was still red on his face, though, with his hair tousled... And he couldn’t stand up, for obvious reasons!

The door opened, and two people walked in. One was Section Leader White, of course, while the other...