"Team A starts from that end, Team B patrols and suppresses anyone found hiding. I'll check from here."
"Yes, understood."
"If word gets out, only we'll be tired, so search thoroughly. Let's finish within 20 minutes if possible. Go."
"Yes!"
When the leader-like member gestured for them to move, his subordinates scattered in perfect order.
The member left alone approached the nearest door with the master key he had received from the headquarters management office. There were two holes in the door handle. He inserted it once each up and down, turning clockwise and counterclockwise respectively.
Click, as the lock mechanism released, the door opened by itself without needing to grab the handle.
Creak—
The interior with lights off was quiet. The member thoroughly illuminated the dark inside with his flashlight.
Sofa and table, documents covering one wall. There were no signs of people inside. After taking a few steps in to check under the table, he also opened the metal cabinet.
Perhaps untouched for a long time, the inside of the cabinet was covered in dust. The member who had searched thoroughly judged there were no suspicious circumstances and came back out.
After closing and locking the door, he moved to the adjacent door. Diligent footsteps came and went in the corridor.
The inspection work proceeded smoothly.
"Haah... hah, ah..."
Leonardo's lips, pressed against the door, twisted unsightly. His glistening lower jaw continuously expelled pained breaths. Following his exhaled breath, wet pictures spread on the thick door.
Water droplets formed on the surface rolled down. The vertically connected trajectory met with viscous liquid at the bottom. White stains that had splattered everywhere flowed down to the floor, leaving sticky residual heat.
At his feet, traces of passion were nakedly pooled. It was quite a wide area.
Hugo embraced those stimulating movements and felt them with his whole body.
The heaving of shoulder blades tickling his chest, the convulsions of the back of his thighs sharing pleasure. The hot and pitiful sighs that made one's heart ache just to hear. And even the strange sensation writhing in his hand—everything was vivid.
He had been sensitive and fidgety at every touch, so he had wondered if he was naturally sensitive. Whatever the reason, he was fortunate to respond well even to the insensitive touch of an older man.
"...."
Hugo's eyes narrowed.
It seemed he had underestimated the vigor of a man in his twenties.
"Not enough?"
However, compared to his excited appearance, his panting breath sounded precarious. The embraced torso heaved slowly like a lion after a hunt.
Since not much time had passed since the match ended, having just reached climax while in a tense state, he would be quite exhausted regardless of sexual desire.
Just then, he felt the presence of people moving in groups in the nearby corridor. Hugo, who had been observing the signs of the one in his arms, rolled his eyes slightly. To avoid an awkward situation, he first conjured water from his left hand.
A burning hot hand came and firmly grasped the wrist trying to slip away.
"...Don't pull away."
The temperature was high enough to be startling for a moment. The puzzlement was brief, as Leonardo, who had been leaning his head against the door, slowly raised his lowered head. Soon he turned around unsteadily. Though stickiness clung to the soles of his shoes, he didn't care.
His half-unfocused eyes looked up drowsily.
At that terribly sensual sight, Hugo momentarily stopped his actions and followed Leonardo's lead.
"Don't pull away?"
"Mm..."
Though he had tried to help, being used as a masturbation device instead, the duke's dignity he had maintained all his life reflected humiliation. Was this when one used the phrase "feeling strange"?
However, his masculinity, which had always taken the upper position, scorned the challenge and said to enjoy the guy's impudence for just a moment. Instead, he had no intention of playing along as desired.
Instinct walked a precarious tightrope, making Hugo's Adam's apple surge. His blue-black eyes became thin. Hugo, who had separated his lips first, caught Leonardo's bold wrist.
He pressed it strongly against the disheveled blonde hair, restraining him.
"Where do you think you're going."
Even so, he pulled out his captured hand and wrapped it around the man's neck. One leg wrapped around the back of the firmly standing man's leg.
"You said you'd help."
Deliberately burying his face in Hugo's neck, he whispered small with a voice tinged with laughter.
"Squeeze properly."