NAPE - 113

Side Story 24

Deliberating, Bibi realized that her inner defiance was directed at the attitude of pursuing only the best interest.

She thought that it would be one thing to defend Lord Schauer to the best of her abilities and finally be defeated, but abandoning him for profit without even trying was unacceptable. He was someone who had dedicated himself to a masterless family for 200 years, after all. Furthermore, it wasn’t a betrayal; circumstantially, he had been coerced.

“Aren’t you going to swim?”

As she fiddled with the sunscreen she’d received as a gift from an employee and racked her brain, Doyoon, who was lying on the sunbed, asked languidly. Seeing him practically naked, a thirst surged through her. Although she had consumed blood packs and suppressants, it wasn’t enough for Bibi, who was addicted to Doyoon’s blood. It was like living on cheap energy bars after having feasted on delicacies.

“No.”

Bibi managed to turn her head. Doyoon then looked around the pool regretfully.

“I went to all the trouble of reserving it.”

“What?”

“Nothing. Hey, could you lend me that sunscreen?”

“No. Use your own, Doyoon.”

Bibi childishly shook her head and refused.

“I left it behind.”

“......”

“The sun’s too strong. I feel like I’m going to burn.”

Doyoon, who happened to be lying on a sunbed where the sun shone intensely, grimaced in discomfort and rubbed his skin. Bibi pretended not to hear and turned her head, but upon hearing him mumble about getting a sunburn, she eventually handed over the sunscreen.

Doyoon thanked her and smoothly applied the sunscreen to his pale skin. The white sunscreen caressed his perfectly hairless skin. Bibi unconsciously admired the sight. Her mouth felt parched. Doyoon sensed her gaze and looked up. His indifferent expression subtly shifted.

“My back, please.”

Doyoon requested, turning his body.

“Back?”

“I can’t reach my back.”

Bibi, standing blankly, couldn’t refuse. She squeezed out a generous amount of cream and rubbed it onto his back. As her palm touched his firm muscles, a warmth spread somewhere in her body. Her mouth was as parched as a desert.

The impulse to press her palm against his thigh and rub, and the impulse to gnaw and bite his entire body with her fangs, arose simultaneously. Even surrounded by water, Bibi was incredibly thirsty.

An agonizing thirst overcame her. It had been ten days since she had last consumed Doyoon’s blood. For an addict, it was more than enough time to suffer withdrawal symptoms. They say the taste you know is the scariest; just thinking about it made her mouth water. Ah, no. This isn’t the time for this.

“Done.”

Bibi abruptly stood up to shake off the temptation. She moved Doyoon out of her sight and entered the shower room to cool her heated body, turning on the cold water.

Like the pool, the shower room was also empty of guests. Even the staff were nowhere to be seen. Had it closed? She hadn’t received any such notice. She was surprised when Doyoon approached the booth right next to her and took his place. Bibi jumped in alarm.

“What?”

“I came to wash too.”

He turned on the shower water with an indifferent expression.

“This is the women’s shower room...”

“There are no humans here anyway.”

“What about me? I’m here.”

“You’re a vampire. And we’ve seen everything there is to see between us.”

His attitude was so brazen. Bibi was speechless. He had only taken off his swimsuit, but his naked body was dangerously beautiful and sensual. Seeing him showering with the water running made her feel dizzy. His skin glistening with water, his rippling muscles...

Bibi let out a soft sigh and eventually moved to the very end, as if being chased out. She needed to quickly rinse off the soap from her hair and body.

Washing her hair, Bibi suddenly glanced towards where Doyoon was standing. He had his back to her, letting the shower water hit him in a way that seemed straight out of an advertisement.

“......”

Strange. I felt some movement. Bibi turned her back again, squeezed out conditioner, and rubbed it into her hair. Then she quickly spun her head around again. This time too, Doyoon was letting the shower water hit him. Was it just her imagination, but he seemed a little closer...

Bibi tilted her head, rinsed out the conditioner, and then washed off the soap from her body. She squeezed the water from her hair, and again, her back felt irritated. She quickly turned her head, and Doyoon’s back was visible. He was rubbing soap onto his body. At an even closer distance.

It’s not my imagination.

Doyoon was slowly moving closer to her in fleeting moments! Bibi felt like a lion being hunted and quickly dried herself with a towel. She felt an urgent need to get out of this shower room.

“Still no thoughts?”

As she headed towards the door, Doyoon’s voice came from directly behind her. Bibi jumped in alarm again. She tried to flee, but two arms extended like bars, trapping Bibi between the wall and Doyoon.

“Thoughts about what?”

“Eliminating Lord Schauer with your own hands.”

“Doyoon, aren’t you going to tell me? The place where Lord Schauer is detained.”

Doyoon sighed and lowered his head. As Bibi took in his perfect physique, she became aware that she too was naked. It was strange. She had seen him enough to recall him with her eyes closed, but seeing him like this in a public place felt new.

“I overlooked it. Your stubbornness. Well, you were quite stubborn when we first met too.”

Doyoon gently pushed Bibi’s wet hair back. Bibi, who had lowered her gaze to avoid eye contact, trembled slightly. His erection was visible. His cock, slightly drooping from its weight, bobbed as if ready to attack at any moment. She couldn’t tear her eyes away.

“...Ugh!”

Her nape was grabbed, and she was pulled forward. Doyoon’s lips, drawing close, pressed roughly against Bibi’s. His hot tongue harshly entered through the parted gap. She couldn’t decide whether to push him away or cling to him more actively. Unable to choose either, she gripped Doyoon’s forearm tightly.

His damp, hot tongue swept across the mucous membranes of her mouth and explored her palate. Doyoon’s wet body pressed intimately against hers. It was incredibly hot, like being in a hot spring. His straight, hard cock kept nudging her stomach. Her spine tingled.

Doyoon’s hand, wrapped around her waist, stroked her lower back, then moved up to cup her breast and twist her nipple. Bibi moaned and leaned fully into him. Doyoon pushed Bibi against the shower stall wall and sucked on the peak of her breast with his lips. Her erect nipples, like grapes, were pulled into his red mouth.

“Haaah, ugh!”

The sound of him sucking her breast echoed loudly. Bibi let out unfamiliar moans that surprised even herself. At that sound, Doyoon became even more aroused. He tormented her breast ferociously, like a hungry lion. Clear liquid beaded from his erect cock and dripped down.

Bibi’s vision blurred with desire. She was desperate, desperate to let go of her reason right then. She wanted to spread her legs, accept Doyoon, and watch him thrust his hips with all his might.

Just before climaxing, Doyoon would sweat profusely and wrinkle his nose, and she couldn’t describe how ecstatic and sexy he looked then. Bibi was dying to reach climax with him and drink his blood to her heart’s content.

“Want to drink?”

Doyoon, who had been sucking her nipple, looked up and asked. Bibi bit her lip, hesitating.

“Drink. You can drink. My blood is all mine, right?”

“......”

“Let’s drink together, Bibi. Hmm? I don’t understand why we’re pushing each other away. We only need to look at each other, no one else.”

His sweet voice caressed her ear. Like a serpent tempting Eve with the forbidden fruit, he whispered sweet words. Panting, Bibi felt she had reached the limits of her endurance. She truly, truly desired Doyoon to death.

“...Just tell me where Lord Schauer is. Please. That’s all I need, Doyoon...”

Bibi clung to her last thread of reason, looking at Doyoon pleadingly.

“Huh? Please, Doyoon.”

“......”

He bit his lip. His expression was wavering. Come to think of it, Doyoon was always weak to Bibi’s temptations. In the end, it was always him who gave in after resisting.

“Okay. I’ll tell you.”

He nodded, as if making a big decision.

“Really?”

“In return, you have to make one promise: that you will live selfishly, only for yourself.”

His dark eyes shimmered with temptation. Bibi almost nodded as if enchanted.

“Discard anything that isn’t necessary for you, even if I’m involved.”

If it weren’t for Doyoon’s last added words, she surely would have. Bibi instantly understood what he was implying.

“Elimination is not an option for me, Doyoon. If I can’t rescue Lord Schauer, I’ll defend him at the Court of Interrogation anyway.”

Bibi pushed Doyoon away and spoke firmly.

“I don’t understand. Is there a justification for protecting that ordinary vampire to the end? Even if your position might be jeopardized? He’s a person with no utility. He’s a card you can discard.”

“I was a hound. I saw the hybrid vampires who lived and died like slaves in Thailand their entire lives. I don’t want to treat anyone like a tool or an object. You’re doing the exact same thing Claireval did to me.”

Bibi didn’t want to justify the trainer’s actions. From the trainer’s perspective, easily using and discarding hounds would have been natural behavior. He was a person who valued things based on their necessity or uselessness.