Chapter 1.7

“Ah!”  

Even though she had braced herself, the pain was not something she could ignore. It had barely entered, yet it already felt unbearably tight, her body tensing up instinctively. Afraid that seeing it would make it worse, she clenched her eyes shut even tighter.  

“Relax.”  

His voice was low, neither teasing nor playful. She loosened the tension in her eyes and half-opened them. He was staring at her with his brows furrowed.  

“Not even the tip is in yet. Relax.”  

Karl Lavresion gripped her spread thighs tightly. Her gaze naturally shifted to her restrained legs and the space between them. Just as he said, it had barely entered. Relaxing… It was easier said than done when even the slightest intrusion made her body tense up reflexively.  

“Is this your first time?”  

“……”  

She couldn’t bring herself to answer. For some reason, admitting it felt like a blow to her pride. Karl Lavresion seemed far too experienced in this act. His relaxed demeanor only made her more anxious. While he seemed completely at ease, she felt as though she was assigning unnecessary meaning to everything…  

He was composed, but she was not.  

“It’ll hurt. The first time is always hard, but it gets better later. I’ll go as slowly as I can.”  

As if to reassure her, he gazed into her eyes and gently stroked her cheek. His large hand cradled her face, stroking it repeatedly until, as if by magic, her body began to relax little by little. Maintaining eye contact, he slowly, very slowly, pushed further inside.  

It would be a lie to say there was no pain. But it was more bearable than before. She could distinctly feel the heavy sensation of something large forcing its way through the narrow space inside her. It hurt, but it wasn’t unbearable. Instead, the pressure was overwhelming. She furrowed her brows, rubbing her cheek against his hand in an attempt to distract herself from the sensation. However, that seemed to act as a trigger for him. The slow pace at which he had been moving suddenly quickened, and he thrust deeply into her.  

“Ah!”  

“Damn it, I was trying to go slow, but you’re making it hard…”  

His tone was apologetic, almost regretful. Sweat had formed on his forehead. When she glanced downward, she realized with shock that only half of it had entered.  

“It’s not all in yet. I’ll take it slow. Let me know if it hurts, okay?”  

Cradling her cheek, he brushed his lips softly against hers, speaking in a gentle voice. Then, he kissed the bridge of her nose. Though she was still scared, his careful attention to her reactions reassured her, and she slowly nodded.  

He began moving his hips again, inching further inside. His forehead glistened with sweat that dripped down onto her chin. Wiping the sweat with his fingertips, he gave her a strained smile. He looked just as uncomfortable as she felt.  

Bit by bit, he continued until he was fully inside. The pressure was immense, and she took slow, deep breaths to try and adjust to the sensation. He let out a languid sigh.  

“Haa…”  

Karl Lavresion’s brow was still furrowed.  

“It’s so tight and warm.”  

He released her cheek and sat up, resting his hands on her thighs. He licked his lower lip, and when their eyes met, he winked with a playful smile. A moment later, he began moving his hips. Slowly withdrawing, then pushing back in, the sensation was different from the initial pressure. It was a heavy, deep sensation that pressed against the depths of her abdomen. Clutching the sheets tightly, she gasped for air.  

“Ahh…”  

“Does it hurt?”  

“No… It’s not that… ah…”  

Curling her toes, she shook her head. A faint warmth began to gather in her lower abdomen. He stopped moving and looked down at her, his gaze scanning her face. When she reached out her hand, he interlocked his fingers with hers in response. It was a signal. He resumed moving his hips.  

Though his movements were slow, the warmth in her abdomen quickly intensified. Each thrust brought a tingling sensation and heat, making her bury her face in the sheets with her eyes tightly shut.  

“Ahh!”  

It felt as though someone was tickling her entire body with feathers. The sensation grew stronger with each movement. The weight inside her pressed against her inner walls, stimulating her as it slid in and out. Each time, she felt herself involuntarily tighten around him.  

“Haa… Hoo…”  

Deep lines formed on his brow. Still holding her hand, he leaned forward.  

“I can’t hold back anymore, Leti.”  

His eyes seemed to plead for permission. Though she didn’t fully understand what he was asking for, she nodded. The moment she did, his movements quickened. His thrusts became deeper and more forceful.  

“Ah… ahh!”  

The sensation was entirely different from before. Earlier, she had been able to process each movement, but now it was overwhelming, like a storm raging through her mind. Sparks seemed to fly in her head.  

Thud, thud, thud.  

With each thrust, the sound of their bodies colliding mixed with the wet sounds of friction. Leticia threw her head back, raking her nails down his back.  

It feels good…  

That was the only thought filling her mind. Chasing after the pleasure, she began moving her hips in response to his. Though her movements were clumsy compared to his expertise, she did her best. Matching her rhythm, he gripped the back of her head and kissed her. Their jaws bumped together as they moved, their lips meeting at odd angles. Even when their teeth clashed, neither of them cared. Lost in the heat, their tongues intertwined, their breaths mingling.  

Thud.  

When he thrust deeply and pressed against a sensitive spot, she opened her eyes and wrapped her legs around his waist.  

“Ahh…”  

Though her eyes were open, they were unfocused. The heat that had been building up inside her burst like fireworks. Her inner walls convulsed around him, and he cursed under his breath, hurriedly pulling out.  

White, sticky fluid splattered across her stomach. Even after he withdrew, her body continued to tremble in the aftermath of her climax. Panting, she stared at the fluid on her stomach and sides. She had no strength left in her body.  

“Damn… It’s been so long that I couldn’t control myself.”  

He muttered a curse, running a hand through his sweat-soaked hair. Unlike before, his forehead was drenched. Grabbing a tissue, he wiped the fluid off her stomach and sides. There was a faint smell, like that of flowers at night.  

“I want to go another round.”  

“What…?!”  

Her mind snapped back to attention at his words. Seeing her reaction, he laughed heartily.  

“Alright, alright. Don’t look at me like that. I won’t. Just lie down and rest.”  

The tension and slight fear that he might go for another round quickly dissipated. Leticia allowed herself to relax completely, stretching out comfortably on the sheets. At that moment, Karl Lavresion chuckled softly and leaned in to plant a kiss on the bridge of her nose.  

As he pulled back, she watched him, overwhelmed by an odd sensation.  

It was happening again. That strange feeling from earlier…  

She thought she was beginning to understand the source of this oddity. For something that was supposed to be purely transactional, he was… far too gentle. Almost unnaturally so.  

Was it because I had never experienced genuine affection before? Was this what all men were like? 

She couldn’t tell. All she knew was that everything he did felt kind.  

It made her feel a mix of happiness and sadness. In the end, he was nothing to her. Just someone who had paid fifty thousand slems for a single night… nothing more. She knew that, yet her lips moved on their own.  

“Why are you so gentle?”  

He had been about to take a sip of water but paused, tilting his head as if he didn’t immediately understand her question. Then, he grinned.  

“Because I believe in being gentle with women in bed.”  

With women…  

He drank the water. A droplet clung to his chin, trailing down his neck and settling on his chest. Leticia found herself staring at his bare body, almost entranced. 

Right. His goal was simple: s*x.  

Which meant he would have been just as gentle with any other woman.  

“Still, Leti, since it was your first time, I tried to put in extra effort. Even though I lost control at the end. Honestly, it’s the first time I’ve finished so quickly, so it caught me off guard too. I wish we could’ve gone another round, but I’ll hold back.”  

He winked, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. Winking and kissing the bridge of her nose seemed to be his habits.  

“What? Did you not like it?”  

“…No.”  

She shook her head, avoiding his gaze. Karl Lavresion moved closer to her, taking a damp towel and gently wiping her body. 

Was this too part of his routine kindness toward women in bed? 

She swallowed back the question that threatened to rise to her lips, choosing instead to remain silent.  

Once he finished cleaning her, he placed the towel on the table and headed for the bathroom. As soon as the door closed behind him, Leticia slowly sat up.  

This is the end.

The fifty thousand slems had been paid. A single night for ifty thousand slems. It was an overly generous price.  

Determined to leave before he came out, she quickly slipped on her undergarments and pulled her skirt over them.  

She had brought no luggage. All she had was the wallet in her pocket. With the sound of running water in the background, she quietly stepped out of the room.