13.2

As always, seeing him beneath her, whimpering and pleading, brought her extreme pl*asure—a different kind from the natural ecstasy that comes with cl*max.

An artificially created pl*asure. Like how oxygen must meet hydrogen to form water, this pl*asure was something she could only feel with Seonho.

The twisted seed of desire, dry and deeply buried, began to awaken and grow rapidly while they were together, growing rapidly as time passed.

Today, annoyed with Seonho, she tied his wrists and drove him more relentlessly. No matter how much he begged, she ignored him until he was desperate, only then filling him. She had to admit that her s*xual preferences were unique.

“Ah, ha!”

Chaeyoon’s movements quickened with excitement, her body rocking up and down vigorously, causing her chest to heave rapidly as well.

Watching her provocative movements, Seonho was going mad, and seeing him lose himself, Chaeyoon also lost herself.

“Ah…”

Chaeyoon threw her head back and shuddered as she reached her cl*max. Shivers covered her from the crown of her head to the tips of her toes.

The dizzying sensations of fierce pursuit gave way to sweet satisfaction, rapidly exhausting her body. Chaeyoon stopped moving, leaning back against his leg.

“Untie me.”

When Chaeyoon untied the knots binding Seonho’s wrists, he immediately pulled her into an embrace and laid her on the bed. 

His lips brushed lightly over her closed eyes, followed by delicate kisses on her forehead, cheeks, lips, and nape.

Though they were exhausted, sleep eluded them. Chaeyoon turned her head to look at the garden where peonies once bloomed, now replaced by a thick layer of pristine snow. 

The sky, draped in low clouds, turned hazy before gradually brightening. Despite concerns that the clouds might obscure it, the sun rose between the ridges, peeking through the clouds.

“The sun is rising.”

Chaeyoon and Seonho paused to watch the sunrise together.

Here they were, watching the New Year’s sunrise at the very place where they’d spent their first night together.

This is dangerous.

Chaeyoon thought as she watched Seonho peppering her body with gentle kisses.

It had gone beyond mere sweetness. There was an addictive pull that kept drawing her in. Whether this was typical of s*x, or if it was just because of Seonho, she couldn’t tell.

Chaeyoon grabbed Seonho’s hair, pulling his head up.

“Are you done crying?”

She teased, running her finger along the dried tears at the corner of his eyes.

“Don’t spread rumors. That I enjoy being under you to the point of losing my senses and crying.”

Seonho sighed, sounding a bit dejected.

“Who would spread such a thing? That would be like spitting on my own face too.”

“Hmm. If they knew what you can do, guys would line up just for a chance to be with you even once.”

“You should stop hanging out with those crazies.”

“I plan to.”

“I’m sleepy.”

Chaeyoon said as she watched Seonho put on a new condom.

“I cried, so now it’s your turn to cry too.”

Seonho gently pushed himself against her.

“Hmmm.”

Her body seemed to melt with sweet pl*asure, and a soft moan mixed into Chaeyoon’s breath.

“Really? You’re confident you can do it so well that it’ll make me cry?”

Chaeyoon playfully bit his lips and tugged, teasing him.

“I always do my best. And I’ve succeeded once before.”

Seonho grinned and gently rolled his hips.

“Do I need to cry to go to sleep quickly?”

“That’s one way to do it.”

Seonho chuckled and tightly grabbed Chaeyoon’s as$. As if to avenge the earlier incident, he grabbed one of her legs and draped it over his shoulder, pushing himself harder against her.

“Mmm.”

Chaeyoon’s body shook violently in response to Seonho’s vigorous movements. It wasn’t long before Chaeyoon was clinging to him, sobbing, as Seonho’s ar*usal swirled around her center like a typhoon.

***

Chaeyoon reached out and caught a snowflake falling from the sky. However, it quickly melted in her palm. Over it, Seonho’s hand overlapped.

“Do you want to go back in?”

“Just a little longer.”

“Aren’t you cold?”

“Not at all. My head feels cool, and my body feels warm. I see why this is the charm of an open-air bath. I understand why Joo-eun was always talking about the hinoki bath.”

She never thought she would be sitting in a hinoki bath with Seonho, not Joo-eun.

It wasn’t a very bright day with the heavy snow falling, but the sight of snow during the daytime and the feeling of sitting in hot water were quite pleasant. Relaxing tense muscles was an added bonus.

“You’re leaving soon. Have you booked your plane ticket?”

“Yep.”

“Tickets, do you want an upgrade?”

“Upgrade?”

Chaeyoon turned her head to look at Seonho’s face.

“To first class. You said the flight from Jeju Island to Gimpo was too short.”

“Did I say that? When?”

Chaeyoon tilted her head, puzzled.

“At Joo-eun’s housewarming party.”

“Must’ve been crazy. Did I say that when I was drunk?”

“Don’t remember? Is that what they call a ‘drunken truth’?”

“That’s not a drunken truth. That’s just ugly drunken behavior. Can’t even distinguish what should or shouldn’t be said when drunk.”

Chaeyoon clicked her tongue at her previously unknown drinking habits.

“It was cute.”

Seonho kissed her on the temple.

“Cute? That’s the first time I’ve ever heard that. I definitely shouldn’t get drunk then.”

“I agree. You should be especially careful when you go to London, not everyone will let you go as gracefully as I did. I had a hard time resisting what I wanted to do in the car that day.”

“I’d rather we stopped talking about that dark history.”

Chaeyoon said in a sullen voice.

“Then shall we go back to talking about first class? It’s a long flight to London, so you can sleep, eat the in-flight meals, and even have ramen as a late-night snack. Try the long-haul first-class experience.”

“Are you saying to spend nearly ten million won on that?”

“It’s just the price of one luxury bag or pair of shoes. Instead of those, I’ll upgrade you to first class as a New Year’s gift. Just so you know, I’m using my personal card, not the one my parents gave me. It’s a gift, after all.”

To him, it was probably no more expensive than any piece of luxury brand clothing he owned. Thinking about it that way, it didn’t seem like such a big deal.

While hanging out with Joo-eun, Chaeyoon often received luxury brand gifts from Joo-eun or her parents.

Now that she thought about it, she did have one gift she inadvertently received from Seonho too. One Christmas, while giving a gift to Joo-eun, he had casually thrown her a box too, which upon opening, revealed a luxury watch.

I wonder if he even remembers that watch.

“Do you remember, back in our first year of college, we somehow ended up at a Christmas party together? You gave me a watch then, remember?”

“I did?”

“While you were giving one to Joo-eun, you gave me one too.”

“Did I? Why did I do that?”

As expected, Seonho didn’t remember. Chaeyoon had wondered at the time whether she should accept such a costly gift given without any apparent reason, and it had felt too awkward to return, so she just kept using it. It turned out to be a good decision.

“I still use it, you know.”

“Still?”

“It’s the most expensive watch I’ve ever owned. Even the luxury watch my mom bought me when I graduated comes in second.”

“Should I buy you another watch?”

“Why do you keep wanting to give gifts? I have no intention of giving you anything.”

“It’s just that I keep wanting to give you something. What’s wrong with it?”

Seonho pulled Chaeyoon closer again, kissing her temple, nape, and shoulders as he did.

“I know you’re rich, but first-class seems like too extravagant a gift to accept from a friend for New Year’s.”

Chaeyoon gently shook her head.