Cedine’s eyes trembled.

‘What a complete liar.’

A man who doesn’t react to women wouldn’t have been er*ect from the moment he came out of the bathroom on their wedding night. A man immune to physical seduction wouldn’t have made such an expression during their first time. In Cedine’s judgment, her husband was the type most susceptible to feminine wiles.

[Because it’s a tactic that only you can use properly, Trainee Liere.]

She had never used seduction on Ivlik since meeting him. From the start, he wasn’t someone who needed to be enticed. Cedine suddenly became curious. How would Ivlik’s body, which always desired Cedine even without seduction, react to deliberate seduction?

‘They say men are creatures whose brains stop working when blood rushes to their thing. Let’s see if you’re a man or not.’

Such a barbaric Ivlik Wintermore. Again, it’s like this. You’re the worst instructor. They said you were a master of psychological tactics and that’s why they brought you in, but in the end, you made the trainee use her body. Cedine suppressed the urge to punch Ivlik’s smug jaw.

Cedine told her husband to sit in the driver’s seat. Thinking she meant for him to test drive, Ivlik replied that since it was Cedine’s car, she should sit in the driver’s seat.

“Just sit down when I tell you to, Ivlik.”

At the strange commanding tone, one of Ivlik’s eyebrows slightly raised. Ridiculously, he didn’t seem to dislike this attitude of Cedine’s. As Ivlik sat in the driver’s seat, Cedine pulled over a nearby table. In other houses, the table top might have been dirty with dust, tools, and grease, but the Wintermore viscounty was different with its fastidious employer.

Cedine perched on the edge of the table, which was polished to rival the car’s hood. This put her face to face with Ivlik sitting in the driver’s seat. He was just looking at his wife with interested eyes, not yet grasping her intentions.

Cedine slowly pulled up her skirt. The skirt that had reached mid-calf now rose to her knees. Cedine pulled it up again, revealing a bit of thigh beyond her fair knees.

Finally realizing what she was doing, Ivlik took a deep breath.

Was he already hard? Imagining the thing between his legs hidden by the car body, Cedine completely lifted her skirt. Her luscious milky thighs were exposed. Cedine moved her hips to slide further onto the table. Then she took off her low-heeled shoes, letting them fall to the floor.

The smile disappeared from Ivlik’s face.

Cedine sat with her knees up, legs spread. She leaned back slightly, distributing her weight to her left hand on the table. As Cedine’s right hand was about to move over her cream-colored panties, Ivlik tried to stand up from the driver’s seat.

“Stop.”

Cedine said firmly.

“You can’t touch my body until you answer my questions.”

“…Ah, Cedine.”

He was receiving the full karmic retribution for his prattle about seduction tactics in the tutoring room. Realizing this, Ivlik’s face became maddened with excitement. It seems he never dreamed Cedine would act like this. Ivlik turned his head and let out a hollow laugh.

“And you can’t touch your own body either. Just watch and answer.”

“Ha.”

“Ivlik.”

“……”

“Will you look at me?”

She could see him silently muttering curses. Cedine confirmed his gaze returning to her face before dropping down between her legs.

Only then did Cedine slowly start rubbing over her panties with her fingers. Unlike directly touching her bare skin, the pleasure was dull and vague. Amidst the ticklish sensation, she had to concentrate hard to catch a thread of pleasure.

Cedine looked at Ivlik and imagined when he would do it with his mouth. When his tongue tip gently licks her l*bia and then digs into the split. When he holds the swollen bud between his upper and lower lips before sucking it in. Or something like her cl*toris bouncing lightly and quickly on his tongue.

“Mmm… Ungh…”

The feeling came little by little. Cedine closed her eyes to not lose the thin thread of pleasure. She changed the direction of her three fingers that had been drawing circles over her panties, now rubbing up and down. She felt heat rising from deep inside.

“Ah, hnngh…”

Before she knew it, Cedine was instinctively moving her hips. At the body movement reminiscent of penetration, a low moan escaped from the driver’s seat.

Cedine imagined Ivlik getting out of the car with half-crazed eyes. Ivlik roughly undoing his belt with one hand on his way to the table. What if he twisted Cedine’s arms behind her back as if handcuffing her and bound her wrists with his leather belt?

He would press Cedine’s head down on the table and try to undo his pants buttons with hasty hands, ending up ripping the fastening entirely. The buttons flying off would fall to the garage floor, and one of them might roll under the car to be found later by the driver.

Saying it’s all her fault, as he starts rubbing his menacingly er*ect c*ck against Cedine’s b*ttocks, the lips of the real Cedine parted weakly. Even being threatened by an unprotected p*nis became a thrilling stimulus in her imagination.

Ivlik aligning the tip of his gl*ns with Cedine’s entrance dripping with fluid and then pushing right in. He would thrust in and out stickily and rapidly, then fill her inside, flip Cedine’s body over and start pounding anew. He would easily subdue Cedine trying to escape saying she couldn’t take anymore, pin her against the hood, and then take her inside the car next — she imagined all this.

“Ah! Ah! Aah… Ahh!”

Climax arrived. As hot pleasure rushed to her core, Cedine’s body shook as if convulsing. After the storm passed, Cedine said to Ivlik with a face still drenched in afterglow.

“Get in the back seat.”

Ivlik followed her words without delay. He’s probably moving so quickly thinking they’ll have s*x in the back seat. But Cedine had no intention of indulging his arbitrary fantasies. At least not right away.

“Do you know how erotic your expression is right now, Cedine…?”

As she opened the car door and got in, her husband stared at her as if to devour her, his face full of lust. Cedine felt like showing him a mirror if there was one nearby.

Anyway, the back seat was spacious and comfortable. Cedine straddled Ivlik’s thighs with her legs spread. Impatient with her slow pace in undoing his belt, Ivlik tried to use his hands, breaking the promise. Cedine slapped the back of his hand.

“Didn’t I tell you to stay still?”

Cedine tied his wrists with the belt she pulled from Ivlik’s waist. It wouldn’t be impossible for Ivlik to undo the binding if he tried, but it would take considerable effort. Once she tied the other’s hands, she felt like the control had completely shifted to her.

Cedine glanced down at the front of Ivlik’s pants, which was about to burst, and put her hand on it. A low rumbling sound came from Ivlik’s throat. It was harder than expected to pass the tightly pushed buttons through the buttonholes. In the process, Cedine unintentionally scratched Ivlik’s pants several times with her nails.

Ivlik let out an impatient sigh and told her to just rip it off anyhow. Of course, Cedine didn’t listen to him. She’s the one giving orders now.

After several attempts, Cedine finally undid all the pants buttons. She put her hand inside and stroked from the t*sticles to the gl*ns over the underwear in one go, and Ivlik threw his head back. The reaction wasn’t bad. Cedine took her hand off his g*nitals and sat on top of it.

The protruding pillar came right under Cedine’s v*lva. Cedine enjoyed the pleasure of pressure by moving her hips in that position. And beneath Cedine, who was heating up again, Ivlik was slowly going mad.

“Cedine, where on earth did you learn this… Damn it.”

“Where do you think? From whom do you think?”

Cedine narrowed her eyes.

“It’s from you, Lieutenant Colonel.”

“That again.”

“Why? What’s wrong with calling the Lieutenant Colonel ‘Lieutenant Colonel’? Or…”

Cedine suddenly stopped moving.

“Is it because you feel a blasphemous pleasure, as if mixing bodies with your sister-in-law, every time I call you that?”

Ivlik’s golden pupils quietly rippled. Cedine caught that tiny spreading tremor. At that moment, she was certain. Ivlik had also regressed with his memories intact, just like me. At the same time, from his appearance that didn’t seem too shocked, she could deduce another fact.

‘Ivlik already knew that I had regressed.’

The Brown Room was indeed a test prepared by Ivlik. That day, Cedine had put everything back in place, including the secret file cabinet, trying not to leave any trace of having touched them. But even at that moment, Ivlik might have been watching her from somewhere.