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PFKCTE Episode 42

PFKCTE | Episode 42

Episode 42: I Don’t Believe, I Don’t Buy, I Don’t Do (13)

Sodam crossed her arms in an X over her chest to block his view as she tried to continue what she was doing as if nothing had happened. Only then did Juyul, wearing an annoyed expression, spit out his reply carelessly.

“I told her to pick whatever since she had free time, and that’s what she chose. I just told you to throw it away because I didn’t want to see you wearing underwear that suited another man’s taste.”

“Ah, um…”

This was where Sodam started to feel a little guilty. Would Juyul get even angrier if she told him that what he’d seen was actually on the modest side? Seonghwa had truly… done her best for her one and only friend. Now that Sodam finally knew the truth about those perverted-looking underwear, she hesitated for a moment before firmly shutting her mouth.

Wasn’t Juyul the one who had someone else pick out a lingerie gift in the first place? On top of that, it was also his fault that kind-hearted Seonghwa had built up such an image of him that she couldn’t even bring herself to deny his supposed taste. All Sodam had done was place a brazier next to a fuse. The fact that sparks had flown from that brazier and quickly set the fuse ablaze was entirely Juyul’s own doing.

Having completed this little mental justification, Sodam slowly lowered her arms from her chest, though not without adding a warning.

“Next time, just give it to me directly. Getting someone else involved only causes misunderstandings.”

“If you want. Shall we continue?”

“Yeah, well…”

Feeling too self-conscious to press her chest against him outright, she carefully wrapped her arms around his back. The smooth sensation beneath her fingertips was already quite familiar.

‘So this is where the heat packs were. I was wondering why there weren’t any on the front.’

Suddenly, the image of Juyul’s torso, which she had secretly stared at earlier, floated vividly in her mind. She had tried to console herself, thinking she shouldn’t be disappointed by his physique since he suffered from the cold even more than she did. But that thought now felt laughable—his body was so flawlessly built that she hadn’t even been able to voice her admiration. If anything, she felt like lamenting the fact that she was the one who wanted to touch his chest.

‘If he’s focused on something else, maybe I could sneak in a touch without him noticing…?’

The idea of “accidentally” running her hand over his sharply defined seven-pack abs sounded tempting. As she openly entertained these rather blatant desires while staring at the top of his head, she suddenly noticed something—Juyul’s hand, which had slipped behind her back, was hesitating for an unusually long time.

Wondering why he was taking so long, she focused on the sensation on her back. And that’s when she realized—unlike the firm, sculpted hardware she had been drooling over, the software was still surprisingly soft.

Every time they did this, Juyul would simply push her bra up instead of taking it off. She had assumed it was just his preference—but it had never even crossed her mind that he might just not know how to unhook it properly.

Sodam let out a small chuckle and reached behind her, placing her hand over his.

“Like this. The hooks are in threes, so I guess it was a bit tricky for you.”

“…….”

“Why don’t you buy one with front hooks next time? I think that’d be much easier for y— Hngh!”

She had been enjoying herself, finally finding something to tease Juyul about, when his hand suddenly slipped inside her pants.

The cold fingers gripping and releasing her thigh repeatedly sent a strange thrill up her spine. Her body remembered all too well what would come next.

In stark contrast to how clumsy he had been with the bra hooks, Juyul stripped off her pants and underwear with a swift, practiced motion that made her question whether his earlier struggle had even been real. His large palm pressed firmly against her mound, fingertips deliberately teasing the sensitive entrance—there was no doubt about it, he was doing this on purpose.

“Ugh, just—do it properly, will you?!”

Throwing off her bra, Sodam yanked Juyul’s face into her embrace and shouted, only for his hand to finally start moving the way she wanted.

Two, then three fingers pushed in at once, stretching her walls after such a long time. She could feel her entrance twitching at the sudden intrusion. When the firm base of his palm pressed against her clit, a sharp wave of pleasure shot through her, making her shoulders jerk involuntarily.

His mouth was busy, leaving bite marks on her chest or suckling at her skin, while his fingers kept stretching her, leaving her utterly incapable of thinking straight.

Her face flushed a deep red as she clung to his shoulders, twisting her body uncontrollably. Her toes curled of their own accord, and before she knew it, her legs had wrapped around his waist.

As if he couldn’t hold back any longer, Juyul hastily undid his belt, biting down on a condom wrapper he pulled from his pocket.

The sound of plastic tearing rang in her ears. Without thinking, Sodam dug her nails into his shoulder, pressing down hard as she gasped for breath, barely able to speak.

“Not yet… I’m not wet enough yet… Just a little slower, okay?”

If he pushed in now, her delicate entrance might actually tear this time.

Perhaps her desperate plea had reached him, because Juyul stopped tearing the condom wrapper and simply held it between his lips, his fingers moving even more intensely instead.

He rubbed four fingers against her forcibly stretched entrance, spreading the little slickness that had begun to seep out before thrusting them inside. Though her walls clenched tightly at the intrusion, his fingers were far more flexible than his cock, allowing her body to adjust more quickly.

As his four fingers pumped in and out at a rapid pace, wet sounds filled the spacious room. Each time he withdrew, a fresh rush of arousal welled up from deep within her. Gathering the fluid with his fingers, he smeared it around her entrance, making sure she was thoroughly coated.

It was an almost obsessive determination—if there was anything that could make penetration smoother, he was going to do it, no matter what.

To top it off, Juyul even pulled a bottle of lube from the nightstand drawer and poured it generously over her entrance. At this point, calling her soaked would be an understatement.

When he pushed all four fingers in at once, her now-softened walls swallowed them effortlessly, offering no resistance. Seeing Juyul smirk smugly at the sight made her chest tighten with frustration—she couldn’t deny she felt a little resentful.

Biting down on her lower lip, Sodam squeezed her eyes shut and gave a small nod.

Only then did the condom, which had been dangling from Juyul’s lips, finally get put to use. He tore open the wrapper, pulled out the condom, and rolled it down over his rigid length. His hands, still slick with lube, wrapped around her waist as he did so.

And just as Sodam clung to his back, searching for something to hold onto, his thick tip pressed into her slickened entrance.

“Ah…!”

“Ha, finally…”

The meaning behind Juyul’s muttered words was something Sodam would probably never understand—not in this lifetime, at least. Even now, she wasn’t paying the slightest attention to what he was saying, too overwhelmed by the sensations flooding her lower body.

Juyul easily buried himself to the hilt, pulling her closer until their bodies were pressed flush together. Her breasts were crushed against his chest, and their stomachs met as he held her tightly in his embrace, exhaling in satisfaction.

Then, slipping a hand between their joined bodies, he pressed lightly against the taut skin of her abdomen, his voice dropping into a husky whisper filled with raw desire.

“Can you feel me all the way up here?”

“Higher… than that… ah…!”

She had no mental capacity to question why he was even asking such a thing. Not when Juyul began moving his hips while keeping the pressure on her stomach.

The simultaneous stimulation, both from the inside and out, sent waves of overwhelming sensation crashing over her, leaving no room to distinguish between what felt too intense and what didn’t—because at this point, everything did.

Her vision flickered white over and over again, her lips falling open as breathy moans spilled out uncontrollably.

“Ah… ngh… hngh…!”

Each powerful thrust sent sharp slapping sounds echoing through the room, her tailbone jolting from the impact. The dull ache barely registered, drowned out by the overwhelming pleasure swallowing her whole.

Though his cock was separated from her by the condom, his lips weren’t. He kissed her deeply, again and again, pouring into her an intoxicating guiding force.

With their bodies completely intertwined, something in her finally clicked into place, as if she had returned to where she was meant to be.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew how dangerous this was. But the thought was fleeting, insignificant compared to the relentless pleasure consuming her.

The way her inner walls clenched around him, the way their hips locked together without a single gap, the rapid pounding of their hearts against each other’s chests—it was all dizzying, intoxicating. And it only drove him wilder.

The mental pleasure hit harder than the physical, sending a shuddering rush through Juyul’s body as he climaxed a little faster than usual. His now faintly warm hands swept through Sodam’s tangled hair as he muttered to himself.

“If only I could receive guiding down here too…”

Juyul was the only one startled by his own unfiltered thoughts. Sodam, already half-unconscious from the overwhelming guiding and pleasure, was too busy gasping for breath to notice.

He instinctively clamped his mouth shut, but his gaze was already fixated on their flushed, joined bodies.

Shaking his head firmly, as if to rid himself of the dangerous thought, he tried to push it away. But the desire had already taken root—it wasn’t going anywhere.

Getting rid of the last barrier between them, the condom, wasn’t something he could justify under the cold logic of duty. He had seen others perform guiding without protection before, but Juyul had always despised them. There was no way he would ever place himself on the same level as those people.

That left him with only one option if he wanted to indulge his desire.

‘…Marriage.’

But that—he could never allow.

The moment he chose that path, Juyul would be no different from the Esper he had despised for so long.

And that path, without exception, would lead to tragedy.

Before he even realized it, the lust that had consumed him just moments ago vanished, his expression hardening into an icy mask.

A pale face, lifeless on the bed—the face of the guide he had cherished more than anyone. That haunting image overlapped with Sodam’s, her once expressive features twisting in pain.

The mere thought of it made his stomach churn. His jaw clenched so tightly it hurt.

His hand, which had fallen to the floor, balled into a fist, knuckles turning white from the pressure.

“This is it. Just this much—no more, Maeng Sodam.”

* * *

By the time Sodam came to her senses, everything was exactly as it had been when they first entered the guiding room. The only difference was that now, she was lying down.

Noticing Juyul staring down at her in silence, she hurriedly sat up, letting out an awkward laugh.

“Uh… you didn’t leave? Wait, what the hell—why is it so cold?”

“What did you do with the thing I gave you?”

“Huh? Oh, that. It’s at home. I mean, my body’s been fine so far, so I didn’t think— Ah… damn it. So that’s why.”

Sodam had made a critical mistake—she hadn’t expected to mix bodies with Juyul today at all. No, at this point, she could argue that it wasn’t her mistake but Juyul’s.

After all, none of this would have happened if he had just followed the original timeline.

As she mulled over that thought, her gaze landed on his thick padded jacket, which suddenly looked very much like it should belong to her.

With a sly smile, she shuffled closer to him on her knees and gave his shoulder a playful poke.

“You don’t really need this, do you? I mean, we did guide for quite a while.”

 

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  1. Villainess No.121 says:

    Ughh! Too bad he has a trauma pulling him back. 😔

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