Episode 61. A Good-Bad Guy, a Just-Bad Guy, and a Weird Guy (4)

“Why? Is it because it’s me that you hate it?”

“That, that would be anyone, I—hng!”

From earlier, his focus had been skewed in all the wrong directions, and even while doing something completely irrational, Juyul was still busy spouting nonsense.

Before Sodam could even offer a proper retort, his length thrust in as if to pierce through. She had never imagined that the absence of a single thin piece of plastic would make such a difference.

The familiar pressure, as if she hadn’t forgotten the events of the morning, made her inner walls cling tightly around him. She could vividly feel the veins pulsing within him from the tight union with not a single gap between them. At the same time, a Guiding much purer and deeper than what had been exchanged through lips earlier began to flow out.

That was when the Guiding, which had brushed and tingled inside her, tipped over into pure pleasure. As if it had lived for this very moment, the raging energy made Sodam twist her hips and sob.

“Hng, hh, ah…!”

“You’re crying? …What a pity. That your ‘first’ had to be with me.”

Just what kind of thoughts had to be flying around in his head to lead to such a delusion? But calmly explaining this sensation to him was impossible.

The Guiding that had swept through her entire body struck her head with a surge of pleasure, making her vision flash so violently that she couldn’t even think straight.

Without realizing it, Sodam threw her head back and clenched tightly around the member filling her to the brim as she climaxed. As her thighs trembled uncontrollably, he scoffed and leaned down to fill her entire field of vision, mocking her.

“You came just from putting it in… Just how much were you in heat?”

“Uuuh, nngh, hhk…”

“No? Then how are you going to explain how stiff you still are now?”

She shook her head desperately while letting out broken sobs, but Sodam’s body had already become far too honest. Without even being touched, her nipples had perked up on their own, and when Juyul pinched one sharply as if twisting it, another spark shot through her. Just twisting her hips couldn’t contain the overwhelming pleasure, and her back arched on its own.

Tears that had welled up spilled out, soaking her lashes and blurring her sight. Even her usually pale chest was now flushed red, and in response, Juyul’s erection swelled even larger. Seeing Sodam writhing uncontrollably in pleasure, still impaled on him, made the anger that had begun to settle rise up again, seething.

The thought that she had already shown this side of herself to another man made his teeth grind. Not even a full day had passed since she had cried out so desperately, calling herself his Guide, calling him her person—and yet there she had been, lying in bed with Cha Seonghwa. The image of it was utterly revolting.

As if to leave marks claiming her as his, he bit and bruised her body all over. When he finally pulled out, the sensation of her inner walls scraping along the head of his length made her writhe again.

“Haa, hngh, why, why…”

“Maeng Sodam. Say it properly—that you’re my Guide, that I’m your Esper.”

“M-my Esper…? Hnn…”

“Louder. Or I won’t put it back in.”

Half lost in pleasure, Sodam blinked her blurry eyes and looked up at Juyul. Below, slick skin pressed against her entrance, which was twitching and clenching hungrily. No matter how desperately her opening fluttered open and closed, there was no sign of Juyul pushing back in.

Just a little more—just a little more, and she would’ve climaxed. That thought alone filled her mind. Blinking away tears, Sodam panted through heat-soaked breaths and cried out, her voice full of desperate desire for him.

“You’re… my Esper! I—I’m only yours—ahng!”

“Keep going. Don’t stop.”

“Ah—Baek—Juyul—my—Es—per—hnng, uht!”

Before she could even finish her sentence, his length slammed into her like a battering ram, and her toes curled in an instant. Even as she reached her climax, he didn’t stop—each thrust pounded into her with a force that felt like it might steal the breath from her lungs.

As her walls tightened around him again and again, Juyul clenched his jaw so hard the muscles in his face bulged. With every sweet word and breath Sodam let out, he felt like he could lose control and release at any moment.

Only at the very edge of climax did he pull out, rubbing his tip against her chest. The slick fluid smeared across her unusually hot skin, catching the light and glistening.

The almost violent visual stimulation pushed him over. With a twitch, semen spurted from the tip, covering Sodam’s face, neck, and chest until she was thoroughly marked as his. Only then did he exhale in satisfaction and crash his lips against hers in a rough kiss.

The salty taste of semen mixed with Sodam’s saliva, turning into something unrecognizable.

He sucked on her tongue so hard it felt like his jaw might go numb, binding it tightly like thorns around a stem. Only when all strength left her tongue did he slowly pull away. Then, locking eyes with her, he spoke in a low, warning tone.

“You’re my Guide. If you ever show yourself like that again, I’ll take it to mean you want to find out just how terrifying that contract you signed with your own hand can become.”

“That’s really… not… what it was… It’s a misunderstanding…”

Though she didn’t have the strength to lift even a finger, her attempt to speak gently to soothe Juyul nearly reignited the fire in him—but it quickly fizzled out. The walls of this villa were thin, and the soundproofing was poor. On top of that, he’d blown the door clean off, so anyone nearby must have heard everything. Especially Seonghwa, who had sharp ears—there was no question about it.

Seeing the mess he had made of Sodam’s body filled Juyul with overwhelming satisfaction. She forced her flickering eyes open and looked up at him, her voice cracked and broken as she spoke.

“W-water… ahem. Please… some water…”

He took a bottle from the fridge and poured it into a glass, handing it to her—but Sodam’s hands couldn’t hold the cup. In the end, Juyul had to pull her into his arms and help her drink directly. Like a desert soaking up the rain, she gulped it down eagerly. Only after she drained the cup did she let out a long, exhausted sigh.

“…I really never even ‘thought’ of anything like that, you know?”

“Hah. Can’t even move a finger, and you’re still busy trying to cover for someone else?”

“What are you talking about? Of course I’m trying to defend my—wait.”

Suddenly, her vision swam and her nose tingled. She thought she might sneeze, but what came out wasn’t a sneeze—it was bright red blood.

She turned her head, trying to find tissues to stop the flow that was now dripping steadily from her nose.

Whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, Juyul was faster than her at reacting—he pinched her nose shut with his fingers before she could reach for anything. His large hand, holding her nose between his thumb and index finger, also covered her lips, making it hard to breathe.

Noticing her lips twitching, he adjusted his grip slightly to let her breathe more easily. Though blood still leaked through the gap, it was far better than letting it flow unchecked.

With her lips smeared with blood, Sodam shouted defiantly:

“See? Just Guiding ‘you’, Baek Juyul, leaves me like this—how the hell would I handle Guiding someone else?”

“Hah. That’s enough of that, now shut your mouth. You’re swallowing blood.”

“But still, ughp, I just didn’t want you to misunderstand…”

“I get it, so stop talking.”

The wet towel Sodam had tossed aside before he arrived was already halfway dry. Juyul soaked it again and laid it gently across her face. Watching the pure white towel slowly turn red filled him with a strange sense of futility.

Maybe because she’d gone through deep Guiding twice in one day, there was no sign of the nosebleed stopping. With the cold towel pressed against her nose, she could hardly speak, so she kept her lips tightly shut. That’s when she noticed Juyul moving briskly nearby.

He naturally began to clean the dried fluids and blood stuck to her body, murmuring in a low voice.

“This is the one and only time I’m letting it slide.”

“…But I’m serious!”

“Quiet. Even if it really ‘was’ a misunderstanding, don’t ever let me see something like that again.”

“…”

“Answer me.”

“You’re the one who said to be quiet… Fine. I get it.”

Though she grumbled, it was still the answer he wanted. Juyul stripped off the filthy nightclothes she was wearing and wrapped her in clean, dry bedding.

Now completely undressed, Sodam squirmed and burrowed deep into the blankets to hide.

“My clothes… Why did you…”

“You were just going to keep wearing that dirty thing?”

“Well, no, but still…”

“Just lie down and rest. We’re leaving in the morning.”

Even with the blanket pulled up to her neck and a towel over half her face, her expression was still plainly visible. Just looking at her wide, round eyes, it was obvious what she was thinking. Neatly adjusting his collar, Juyul answered the question burning in her mind.

“The S-class creature has already been dealt with. While you were lying there with that bastard—flawlessly.”

“…!”

“Misunderstanding or not, you ‘were’ lying there with him, weren’t you? Cha Seonghwa will be disciplined for dereliction of duty. And so will you.”

“No, I just… I thought it’d be better to rest, so…!”

“Who told you that?”

“Seonghwa… I mean, Cha Seonghwa… the Esper?”