Even if someone asked for help, actually getting involved and saving them was not easy. It had clearly required enormous courage.

“Looking back on it now, saving me that day wasn’t something that could be done with a simple sense of justice. It took courage, and it could have been a nuisance…… and yet you saved me anyway.”

During the time she had spent writing a hundred letters to him, Hari had often wondered what exactly her feelings were.

He was a man she had only seen once.

She had thought at times that while she might have been struck at first sight, her feelings could not run deep enough to be called a first love.

But the moment she acknowledged that the influence he had left on her was making her a better person, Hari understood that this was indeed her first love.

After meeting him again as her bodyguard, she had been too busy trying to keep her feelings in check to let them show, but now they were in a place where she was allowed to love him freely, and she wanted to be honest about it.

“How could I not love a man like this.”

Holding his gaze as it shifted and wavered, Hari delivered her feelings as steadily as she could.

Jisang sat frozen, unable to open his mouth for a long moment. Then, after a while, he rubbed his face roughly with both hands.

“……You’re going to drive me out of my mind.”

The low voice, thick with a languid breath, lingered at her ear and would not leave.

Hari parted her lips to say she loved him once more.

But Jisang reached for her first, cupped her cheek, and pressed his lips to hers where they had just opened. Then he began stealing her breath with considerable urgency.

Helplessly drawn into him, Hari felt the tension drain from her body naturally.

Pushed back slowly by his rough kiss, she was eventually laid down on the sofa with him over her.

“How did something like this end up in my life.”

By now Hari had grown quite comfortable receiving his kisses.

His lips traveled from her cheek down to her neck.

Compared to the ease with which she kissed him back, her body was still stiff and unpracticed.

Jisang guided her arms, which had been flailing without anywhere to go, up onto his shoulders.

“I was going to hold back today in case you were still sore.”

His urgent hands slipped beneath her clothes.

“But I don’t think I can. I can’t hold back.”

“Hng……”

He unhooked her bra with practiced ease, then his hand wandered to the front and closed around her br*ast. Hari tensed and drew herself in.

Her pink n*pples, already stiffened, were pinched between his fingertips. At the same moment, his tongue pushed deeper. A thick, suffocating kiss followed, churning as though it might reach the back of her throat. The sensation of her soft inner flesh being pressed and kneaded made Hari feel like she was being consumed by him.

Jisang kneaded the full, soft br*ast in his palm the way one works dough, pressing and rolling it. The pale flesh yielded to the shape of his hand, then sprang back the moment he eased his grip. The more it did, the more openly he gave in to the urge to knead it as he pleased. The grip tightening around it as though about to burst drew a strange m*an from Hari’s lips.

“Hng……”

It was not that she disliked his rough hands. The shiver that spread outward from her chest sent a tingle all the way to her toes.

His lips finally lifted and he straightened up.

The hands moving to undo his dress shirt buttons, which had been fastened all the way up, were very busy. He pressed his solid, muscle-packed body back against hers, and with one hand he gathered both her slender wrists and lifted them above her head.

With her arms raised, her br*asts rounded into soft outlines beneath the pushed-up hem of her shirt.

Jisang flicked her n*pple lightly with a finger and brought his lips to it.

“These are really beautiful.”

The moment his lips made contact, he drew in a breath and pulled the peak into his mouth. Each soft sound that followed wrapped the n*pple in his tongue.

“Haa, Jisang……!”

With her wrists pinned, Hari could not push him away. The tickling sensation along her spine made her cross her ankles and squirm. She could feel wetness sliding between her legs, soaking through her underwear.

When he released her wrists to cup both her br*asts and push them upward, Hari wrapped her arms around the back of his head.

Her lower belly was impatient, wanting him inside already, but the feeling of his breath adoring her chest made her want him to keep going, to keep sucking, to keep touching.

When his mouth closed over her left br*ast, his hand held and played with the right. When his lips moved to the other side, his hand followed, rubbing the n*pple still slick with his saliva until it felt raw.

After spending a long while exploring her body at his leisure, he moved to pull off her remaining clothes, then seemed to catch himself and stood up abruptly from the sofa.

Hari, who had expected him to simply stay on top of her right there, exhaled in short, unsteady breaths from the unresolved arousal and followed his gaze.

But Jisang wasted no time. He scooped her up and carried her toward her room.

Dropped onto the large bed, Hari’s eyes trembled faintly with nerves.

“I didn’t think I’d be using this bed like this.”

He pulled her shirt off with one arm wrapped around her narrow waist.

Even as his hands wandered aimlessly over every part of her body, working to undress her one piece at a time, he did not stop pressing small kisses to her lips.

“I’m not usually someone who runs out of patience. I used to hold my breath the longest in the whole unit.”

His mind was racing and the words coming out were all over the place. He tugged her zipper down in a hurry, settled himself between her legs, and gave her a crooked smile.

“Honestly, you’re completely ruining Sergeant Cha’s dignity.”

The boyish, guileless expression was one she had never seen before, and Hari’s heart dropped with a thud.

When he pulled his trousers and underwear off together, his c*ck sprang free, heavy and furious.

He barely managed to hold back the urge to push inside her right then, and instead ran his hand down her stomach, trailing lower to rub against her p*ssy.

He circled slowly, drawing it out with his thumb, then abruptly pressed down and pulled. The flushed inner flesh parted and opened, and Jisang wet his lips and let out a low sound of want.

“Mm, don’t look……”

Hari covered her face with both hands.

“Why. You’re beautiful.”

Jisang gathered both her wrists in one hand again so she could not hide her face. He kissed the backs of her hands and placed them against his chest.

He turned her chin toward him when she tried to look away in embarrassment, and his wandering hand found its way back down to her p*ssy.

“Haang, mm.”

His thick thumb rolled over her cl*t while his middle and ring fingers pressed into her entrance.

The opening, already soaked through, was sealed off as his fingers pushed in, pooling the wetness inside. As his thick fingers rubbed and dragged against the soft inner walls, slick sounds followed.

He did not thr*st in and out but stayed inside, pressing into different spots one by one.

“Hah, mm……”

“Here?”

He searched relentlessly for the place that drew the deepest sounds from her and pressed into it again and again, saying he liked the sound of her m*ans.

Hari was panting almost to the point of tears. The desperate, writhing arousal was nearing its limit.

Just as her entrance began to clench and something felt ready to break through, Jisang suddenly let her go.

The abrupt emptiness left Hari feeling hollowed out. She whimpered and reached for him, closing her hand around his c*ck.

She stroked the thick shaft she had once found intimidating, then pulled it toward her herself.

“Hng, hurry……!”

“Ha, fu……!”

She was begging him to put it in, but Jisang wanted to feel her soft skin wrapped around him a little longer. So he covered her hand with his and guided it up and down.

Her hand, so much smaller than his, gripped him with surprising firmness. Watching Hari work her hand as earnestly as she could, even if it was half by his doing, he felt something close to fond amusement.

Before long, the tip swelled as though he might come at any moment, and drops of pre-c*m fell onto her stomach near her navel.

The moment he lined himself up at her entrance, he slipped inside her as though drawn in.