Je...alousy (2)
Je...alousy (2)
The afternoon lecture continued.
Lee Ha-yul, burning with jealousy, had thrown a tantrum, but once the break was over, he'd managed to detach himself—dripping with reluctance as he went.
"Hek... hek... those tentacles are absolute bullshit..."
Thanks to that, Daera, who had been trapped by the Sky Wing Feather, was finally able to set foot on the ground again.
Slumped flat on the floor, Daera gasped for breath.
She'd tried circling around from every angle, looking for an opening, but there had been none whatsoever.
The endlessly extending and splitting winged garment simply never created a blind spot.
The one place she'd judged to be a gap and tried to slip through had been a trap. In the end, the winged garment had coiled around her whole body like tentacles, lifted her up, and shaken her silly...
"...Ahem. It seems you've had more than enough rest. Start getting up now."
"I'm already exhausted..."
"Stop exaggerating."
It was fortunate for Atra as well.
If Lee Ha-yul hadn't let go, she would have had to stop today's training and focus entirely on calming him down.
"......"
However, Lee Ha-yul's sulking hadn't completely stopped. Atra rolled her eyes toward the prickly stare still glued to her.
When she glanced discreetly in that direction, she saw Lee Ha-yul's cheeks puffing right back up.
[Sulky]
[Sulky]
[Jealousy]
The puffiness swelled in direct proportion to how much attention was directed away from him. Conversely, giving him attention made his puffed-up cheeks deflate.
- Smack
"Heuheuhe."
[Heuheuhe]
When the puffiness got too extreme, a kiss could also solve it.
The moment she pressed her lips to his cheek, his expression turned goofy, as if the pout he'd been sticking out moments ago was a lie. At that, Atra let out a small laugh too.
He was exactly like a little child whining for attention.
'What am I supposed to do...'
That kind of cuteness was absolutely adorable, but it also put her in a slightly awkward position.
To think he'd actually feel jealous of Daera.
It wasn't a dark emotion. It was pure, innocent—literally the kind of sulking a small child would do.
"Junior Brother, are you actually a little kid? You didn't lie about your age to get in, did you? Last time I saw, your body got younger too—was that your real appearance?"
[Don't tease me]
"No, kuh-kuh-kuh... you're like a son who got his mom sto— Mom! Let's be ethical and not bring out the tentacles!"
That was why even Daera, though incredulous, was looking at Lee Ha-yul's jealousy and finding it cute.
But it was still best to resolve this jealousy beforehand.
Atra didn't consider it troublesome, but for the sake of smooth training, she needed to stop this sulking, if only temporarily.
'......'
As Atra was thinking that, her gaze was suddenly drawn to the lips that began showing signs of pouting again, as if the previous kiss's effect had worn off.
Softly sealed lips.
The pink tint that immediately caught the eye. The moment her fingertips touched them, the remembered moistness and warmth surfaced in her mind.
From his perspective, he was sticking out his lips to show he was upset, but from another angle, it looked as though he was anticipating a certain action.
Several thoughts intermingled and transformed into desire. The desires she hadn't been able to relieve lately latched on as well.
Atra blinked and, in that instant, let her mind turn.
Was there any need to suppress this desire? Consideration for Hong Yeon-hwa? When they had already gone as far as sharing a bed, and he'd even nursed from her—was there really any point?
The issue of cleanliness. She was already clean.
And in the first place, wasn't Lee Ha-yul the one making advances?
"Pwuh?"
Her hand moved on its own. One hand caught his chin while her index finger and thumb squished both of his incredibly soft cheeks.
"Puuuuh..."
The air that had been filling his cheeks leaked out weakly.
Lee Ha-yul, his lips poked out like a fish, blinked his eyes. But soon, he raised the corners of his eyes and tried to draw in air again.
- Smack
Before he could, her lips touched his.
"...Mmph!?"
[Hik!]
That wasn't all. Those snow-white eyes, which had sharpened, flew wide open as a moist foreign presence invaded his mouth.
"Mmph, schlp! Schlp... schlp...!?"
Their tongues intertwined. When she subtly sent over saliva, a jolt of electricity shot through the snow-white eyes right in front of her.
Lee Ha-yul's body bounced and flinched as if he'd been shocked. But she didn't let him out of her arms.
One hand had already wound tightly around his lower back, and the other was gripping his chin, tilting his head back.
"Hup, schlp...! Hek... uwp..."
It was a coercive kiss. Honestly, it wasn't the most wholesome method, but Atra felt little concern.
Lee Ha-yul, who craved affection, was weak to coercive approaches.
"Uwp, keuwp... puhh, oooh..."
Look. The eyes that had flown wide in surprise were already melting.
The sharp corners of his eyes softened and lowered, and the sulky look in his pupils dissolved into a sticky haze.
"Uh, baeh..."
Even the tongue that had pretended to resist had gone quiet. Now, he wasn't just opening his mouth on his own; he was prettily extending his tongue to meet hers.
"Pah-ha..."
When Atra, who had been savoring the ecstatic sensation, gently pulled her lips away, a bridge of clear fluid connected their mouths.
Gradually thinning, the bridge broke and fell back onto Lee Ha-yul's slack-jawed mouth.
"Oooh... schlp."
He chewed on the saliva that entered his mouth and swallowed it without hesitation.
Atra, pressing a kiss to the corner of Lee Ha-yul's lips, asked,
"Baby, are you still jealous?"
[Denial]
Instead of the slightly parted lips, his necklace answered.
In those eyes that had melted stickily, there was no more trace of sulkiness to be found.
Looking down at that sight, a dark satisfaction rose up.
Concern welled up too.
He was so obedient even to a coercive kiss—while it was a turn-on internally, her worry was no small matter.
She was seriously worried that somewhere, some weird woman might lead him around by the nose.
As Atra looked down at Lee Ha-yul with heated eyes, she absentmindedly lifted her gaze.
And she locked eyes with her first disciple, whom she'd forgotten about, blinded by desire.
"Uh..."
Atra's face, which had been flushed hot, went cold. Not just cooling down—it went frigid, pale enough to make her momentarily ill.
"......."
"......."
The blue eyes, beyond astonishment, were fixed blankly open. Unable to close her mouth. Her legs tensed awkwardly, frozen—should she flee?
"...M-Master..."
A pitifully trembling voice.
The respect and trust reflected in those blue eyes was slowly, gradually, crumbling.
Atra's breath caught sharply in her throat.
* * *
[?]
[Mu-geu-eh-eh-eng]
[Beep-beep...]
"Are you coming to?"
Light pierced through the black haze of my consciousness.
A clear voice reached my ear, which had felt like it was underwater, and I also felt regular pats on my back.
The voice and the touch. The voluptuous bosom holding me. The heartbeat thumping through soft flesh.
It was Professor Liana.
The Observation Authority activated. This place was Professor Liana's lab.
At that, I opened my mouth, which I'd been keeping firmly shut in case a curse burst out.
"Eu-eh..."
"Oh dear. Look at that dry mouth. Want some water?"
"Yeah..."
For a moment, my face was pulled away from her chest, and the moist lip of a water bottle touched the corner of my mouth.
I gulped down the trickling water. The strange sweetness lingering in my mouth slowly washed away.
Professor Liana, who had been looking down at me, let out a soft sigh.
"Sheesh. What a fine thing for a master and disciple to get up to on the very first day. Skipping the lecture you're supposed to give. Huh? Doing something so lewd..."
"......"
[Sheepish]
[Embarrassed]
At that dumbfounded voice, the memories before I lost consciousness suddenly rushed back. My face burned red hot involuntarily.
I had passed out from Master's... kiss.
Master, who had a schedule after the afternoon lecture, had apparently left me with the nearby Professor Liana.
Professor Liana, who had unexpectedly taken charge of me, must have held me and worked in her lab...
"Grglk..."
I pulled my mouth away from the water bottle and hid my face, pressing it firmly into her soft chest.
...As the sweet, nutty scent of milk filled my nasal cavity, my dizzy head slowly calmed down.
Professor Liana also adjusted her posture so I could lean more comfortably, patting my back gently.
"Our baby sure is greedy. Throwing such a tantrum just because your master got a new disciple."
"......"
At the snickering from above my head, I had nothing to say. It seemed she'd heard the gist of the situation from Master.
I poked out my lips slightly and rubbed my face into her soft chest.
Even I couldn't understand my earlier actions.
More precisely, I hadn't expected it.
Senior Daera, Master's first disciple.
I'd rescued her, planned to invite her to Siyoram, and naturally anticipated that she'd train alongside me under Master.
Jealousy... wasn't completely absent.
I didn't think for a second that Master would abandon me, but still, a little bit of the attention that had been directed entirely at me would now be divided.
But I hadn't expected the extent of the jealousy.
It was fine when Senior Daera received attention from Master separately.
But when I saw us standing side by side, and Master gave her attention while leaving me out... the jealousy surged up way beyond what I had imagined.
I was a greedier person than I thought myself to be.
'...I'll apologize at the mansion.'
Because of that, I'd ended up throwing a tantrum at Senior Daera and Master.
Of course, both Senior and Master seemed to find my behavior cute and didn't seem to harbor any bad feelings, but it was still true that I'd acted out.
"Professor, what time is it now?"
"It's about time for dinner. Let me just finish this and then we'll go back to the mansion. Hungry or not, hold on just a little longer. Okay?"
Even though I only asked for the time, Professor Liana spoke as if coaxing a kid whining for food.
She even went so far as to stroke my head gently to soothe me.
My lips poked out again at that, but the memory from before I fainted came back, and I quickly pressed them together.
"...Sniff sniff."
But hearing about food suddenly made me incredibly hungry. The scent of milk wafting into my nose made it even worse.
As if on reflex, my mouth watered...
- Vvv...
"Hm?"
Just then. A Magical Tool in the corner of the desk where Professor Liana had been working emitted light.
It was the tool managing visitor access to the lab door. Soon, a visitor's voice came out of it.
- Hello, Professor Liana. I'm Lee Ha-sol from the Ipchun Class. I had a question about the Spirit Subject lecture you opened.
[Oh]
"...?"
At that name, my eyes went round. Professor Liana, who had tilted her head at my reaction while holding me, placed a hand on the Magical Tool.
"Yes, Cadet Lee Ha-sol. Is this going to take long?"
- No, it won't be long.
"Then please wait a moment."
During the ensuing exchange, I poked my face out from where I'd buried it in her chest.
"Professor, should I go ahead to the mansion?"
"Euhm... No, it's fine."
I took a guess and spoke, but Professor Liana shook her head.
"Go inside for a moment."
"?"
Instead, she lifted me as I was held in her arms and gently nudged me under the desk.
The space inside was pretty roomy, so getting in was easy.
Only Professor Liana's waist and legs came into my field of perception.
As I blinked from within, Professor Liana's face lowered into view.
"It'll be over quick, so wait here quietly."
Her green eyes curved playfully.