Eventually, even the top that served as underwear was stripped off by his hands. Before she could even shiver at the sudden chill, his wet lips bit down on her breast.

His thick tongue pressed down on the aroused sensation. Yoon Tae-ha, who had been swallowing her moans, covered her mouth with one hand.

Cheon Geon-young, focused on what he was doing without paying attention, lifted his face from her chest when she struggled and reached for the tablet.

“Why.”

His low, gravelly voice grazed her ear. Yoon Tae-ha whispered softly, “Sound. It’s dangerous. Eavesdropping.” Cheon Geon-young understood her fear with just those broken words.

As he brushed his fingers under her eyes, Yoon Tae-ha let out a hot breath, leaning on him for support. Her beautifully braided hair had come half undone and flowed down her collarbone.

He exerted his last bit of patience, lifting her in his arms and laying her down on the bed.

Then, he found all the electronic devices that could be used for eavesdropping and put them inside the security device. It took a surprisingly short amount of time to activate the device and push it deep under the driver’s seat.

A moment later, Cheon Geon-young turned off all but one light and approached the bed, taking off his shirt.

Yoon Tae-ha on the bed blankly watched him approach. It felt unreal. This situation too. The man standing before her too.

The body of a perfect soldier stood out in the darkness. Broad shoulders and a wide chest were like a sculpture, and his taut waist was slender. Dark shadows fell between the well-defined muscles of his abdomen.

The beautiful man’s body overlapped hers. Her body tensed up, stretched taut as if pulling threads from both sides.

He stimulated her with licks and bites. The more the speed of his arms, where veins stood out clearly, increased, the rougher her breathing became. Desperately swallowing her moans was all she could do.

It felt like she was receiving guiding with her whole body. Like the first generation who mixed bodies like beasts because there were no suppressants or painkillers. Control of her body completely passed to him. Only after she had completely melted did Cheon Geon-young rise above her and meet her eyes.

“Your right arm. You were seriously injured, weren’t you?”

How did he know? As Yoon Tae-ha made a puzzled expression, he delicately kissed her nose bridge and forehead.

“When you’re anxious, you fidget with your right arm. Did the people here make you like that?”

Without a moment to breathe, the man’s body slid over Yoon Tae-ha’s chest. A dizzying scent emanated from the body that relentlessly pressed down on her soft breasts.

“No, hng.”

Did the researchers hurt you? Why are you worried about eavesdropping? How long did you expect me to pretend not to know?

Yoon Tae-ha closed her eyes at the voice pouring into her ear. While he tormented her, bubbles seemed to rise all over her body. They only grew larger and didn’t dissipate, causing her pain. Finally, something with a frighteningly large presence pressed against her below.

Obscene sensations pooled down below. When she struggled with force, he kissed her. Sharp pain flowed down her spine. The tight fullness didn’t resolve the pain either.

I feel like I’m going crazy.

Yoon Tae-ha groaned without making a sound. Did something more have to happen here for it to end? She couldn’t believe it. Rough breaths reached her ear, and the connection below became even closer.

Her nerves were on edge as if she were in a life-or-death battle. He pulled back his hips and then thrust down, beginning to move fiercely.

Smooth bodies, honed in battle, yearned for each other and pulled closer. The mire of pleasure filled her throat deeply. The end of pleasure, which burned away the pain to white, was climax.

Excited by the heat swirling through her entire body, she couldn’t move for a while. Her body didn’t feel like her own. She barely managed to push away his chest, which still hadn’t retreated.

“I’m going.”

“Where are you going, you.”

He replied in a voice that had lost its composure, and then lowered his lips to her reddened cheek. So very tenderly.

*

Yoon Tae-ha opened her eyes to the sound of raindrops hitting the ceiling. The senses of her heightened body were much sharper than usual. Her mouth was parched, and she still felt numb in places.

Lying down, she could only barely turn her head. She saw silver threads made of raindrops flowing down the window of the driver’s seat. The rain was heavier than she thought.

She lowered her gaze to the man who was hugging her waist. Cheon Geon-young was still asleep. His face, breathing quietly, looked peaceful.

It was natural since he had gone to sleep much later. Last dawn, Cheon Geon-young had neatly cleaned up the messed-up bed and waited for Yoon Tae-ha, who had showered. And he had even massaged her whole body after laying her down. Thanks to that, she had been able to fall asleep as if she had fainted.

Quietly listening to the sound of the rain, Yoon Tae-ha swallowed, feeling his leg intertwined with her lower waist. Soon, as sleepiness receded, the unrestrained actions that had continued until dawn came to mind.

How could I have done that.

It felt like someone else had entered her body. She had even scratched his back and complained that it was difficult. Though the other person hadn’t been polite either.

Her lips, still numb from dealing with a man who had lost his self-control, felt swollen. It also felt like the other person’s heat was still circulating inside her.

As memories surfaced one by one, she felt annoyed at Cheon Geon-young, who was sleeping peacefully. He had a blue hair tie around his wrist. It felt strange, like a trace she had left behind. And it was on his right hand of all places.

‘Did I make it that obvious? I tried so hard.’

Listening to the pouring rain, Yoon Tae-ha was sucked into old memories.

In her childhood, she often woke up in a white room. Beeeep. A mechanical sound that played at a constant rhythm. It was a room where one side was taken up by glass that could only be seen into from the outside. Facing forward, there was a door that opened to both sides.

That door always opened without warning. When it did, a stench like that from a rotten swamp would waft in. When the smell got closer, it meant the monster was also near.

The monster always attacked without warning. Sometimes it looked like a mix of human and beast, and sometimes it was a bizarre liquid that wriggled like mercury.

Sometimes weapons were provided. A knife, a spear, arrows, or a pistol. Holding weapons at the level of supplies, she killed monsters that weren’t even in encyclopedias.

The first day she woke up in the white room. Yoon Tae-ha had been clumsy and almost died from excessive bleeding. A wolf-type monster had bitten off below her left knee and her right arm. It was because she had mistaken it for training. She had naively thought that someone would intervene if she got hurt.

Difficulty level assessment failed.

Someone’s words pierced her fading consciousness like a nail. The fear of directly harming a living thing couldn’t overcome the terror of bleeding to death. From the second time on, she attacked the monster first.

After being dragged to the white room, she developed a bad habit. It was checking if her right arm was properly attached.

She would clench her fist, bending her fingers in turn, or rub her right arm with her left palm. She was aware it was a habit, but it would pop out unconsciously if she didn’t pay attention.

Fortunately, after putting a ring on her right hand, she was able to reduce the number of times she did that. Seeing the ring meant that she wasn’t the helpless child of that day.

That was the reason she wore a ring on her right hand, even at the cost of daily inconvenience.

She had never told Lee Hae-kyung about what happened in the white room. She felt there was no need to recount in detail events that would only fuel each other’s guilt.

How far are you planning to go with this man.

She was asking herself a question. But a clear answer didn’t come to mind.

She let out a shallow sigh and pulled the blanket up to her shoulders. The man in the same blanket snuggled closer to her side in his sleep. It felt like she was in the den of a large beast.

She lowered her hand and traced his eyes and the bridge of his nose. She also pressed his lips once firmly. She fidgeted with his earlobe. It was soft. It seemed like one of the few soft parts on Cheon Geon-young’s body. Just then, the man’s hand that had been resting quietly on her body twitched.

His rough palm brushed down her naked body. Cheon Geon-young, who had woken up, pulled her closer without opening his eyes.

“Sleepy.”

Her heart pounded as if she had been caught doing something bad. Yoon Tae-ha calmed her heart and patted his arm.

“It’s raining a lot outside. Sleep more.”

“If you keep looking at me like that, it’s hard to sleep.”

His eyes flickered open. His face had a strangely vibrant energy, and Yoon Tae-ha suddenly felt wronged.

Something was wrong here. She was an esper with even physical enhancement, so why did she become so powerless against this man? Only when he touched her did her body not have proper strength.

Could a person with both guide and esper abilities have the power to neutralize others? While she pondered the question, Cheon Geon-young kissed her exposed shoulder and said,

“You smell good.”

“Cherry blossom air freshener?”

Cheon Geon-young, who had been tapping the hollow of her waist like piano keys, chuckled, his body shaking slightly. Yoon Tae-ha’s body shook along with him.

“A smell even more delicious than that. I keep wanting to put you in my mouth.”

“You’re crazy…”

“So tell me now.”

A sweet voice reached her ear. Yoon Tae-ha tried to sit up, but succumbed to the voice and pressed her cheek against the man’s chest again.

“If you don’t want me to call Moon So-eun.”

“What are you going to say? Did you hear the phone call well yesterday?”

“That’s not bad either, but later. First, I’ll tell her I can use fire.”

“……”

“The thing you’re worried about will happen. Though I don’t know what it is.”

“……”

“Or should we go to Hawaii? We could have fireworks in front of the Secretary-General.”

Yoon Tae-ha’s head felt like it was about to explode at the shocking threat. Cheon Geon-young, as if reading the esper’s emotions, slowly guided her. He glanced at the hair tie on his wrist and then stroked the back of the woman’s head in his arms.

“Did that woman hurt you?”

His strong arms embraced her gently. A cozy embrace. Yoon Tae-ha didn’t want to leave this space filled with their scents.