Chapter 139
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 139
“Ahem, ahem…!”
It was the umpteenth time Eun-ah had cleared her throat today.
Sitting at the dining table, Dokyun watched as she struggled to keep a straight face.
He knew she was doing it because she wanted something… but this time, he had a hard time figuring out exactly what it was.
She wants to seem aloof. She wants to seem dignified.
He could grasp that much, but he couldn't get a read on what was supposed to come next.
Every time Eun-ah cleared her throat, Dokyun suppressed a small laugh and continued to ponder.
When she used the restraints, she played the role of a maid… When she brought the cat-ear headband, she meowed like a cat…
As he reviewed all the role-playing they’d done, he noticed Eun-ah’s face had already twisted into a pout at his distraction. She let out another cough, and he put on a troubled expression.
I have no idea.
Dokyun met Eun-ah’s eyes. They were sparkling with anticipation as she stared at him.
Then, the moment he smiled, she would clear her throat again.
He kept trying to piece together the clues. It wasn't until after they had finished their meal, brushed their teeth, and entered the bedroom that a hypothesis finally came to him.
Dolsoe? [A stock character in Korean period dramas; a strong, simple-minded male servant.]
His gaze shifted to the bed. Eun-ah was tucked under the covers up to her neck, her eyes filled with what looked like expectation.
Dokyun let his imagination run wild. The dignified lady of the house. The uneducated servant, Dolsoe. Unable to contain his longing for the lady, the servant waits for the master to be away before pouncing on her, and the lady collapses into a mess of passion.
Dokyun looked at Eun-ah.
Could that be what she wanted?
Letting out a soft “Hmm,” Dokyun stared at her for a moment before sliding into bed beside her and wrapping an arm around her waist.
Instantly.
“Ahem, ahem…!”
Eun-ah flinched, her body trembling as she cleared her throat.
But even as she coughed, she began grinding her hips against his groin. Dokyun’s lips curled into a wide grin as the thought struck him. Ah, this is it!
In truth, his deduction was similar to Eun-ah’s intent, but slightly off the mark. Not that Dokyun had any way of knowing.
He simply savored the refreshing feeling of having guessed correctly and gently nibbled on her ear.
“Heeut…!”
A shivering cry escaped her lips. Her nape was already beginning to flush red.
“Eun-ah. What would you like me to do?”
As Dokyun breathed the words against her skin, Eun-ah’s body twitched and trembled. Then, with a sharp “Ahem!” she buried her face deep into the pillow.
Dokyun chuckled. Despite her feigned modesty, her hips were still insistently rubbing against his groin. A playful mood took hold of him, and he let out a low “Hmm.”
He could just go along with what she wanted, but for some reason, her uncooperative attitude bothered him.
With a mischievous smile, Dokyun unwrapped the arm that had been holding her and lay flat on his back.
“Hmm, you don’t seem to be feeling well today, Eun-ah. I guess we should just go to sleep.”
He said it loud enough for her to hear. Startled, Eun-ah shot up and stared at him with a dumbfounded expression.
What followed was, of course, another cough.
“Ahem, ahem…!”
She poked his arm, clearing her throat again. Dokyun fought back the laughter that threatened to burst out and cracked his eyes open to look at her.
Her expression was a mask of pure panic. Her eyes were swimming with a sense of betrayal.
Suppressing another laugh, Dokyun put on a worried look and asked her a question.
“Do you have a sore throat? You keep coughing…”
Flinch.
Eun-ah’s body shuddered. After a moment, her eyes darted back and forth, but unable to find a suitable excuse, she squeezed them shut and let out another cough.
“Ahem, ahem…!”
At this point, even Dokyun was starting to get a little worried. Not about a sore throat, though.
He was worried she might have forgotten how to speak after clearing her throat all day.
As if sensing his concern, Eun-ah’s face fell into a deep pout. She shook him and finally spoke.
“I-I’m not sick…”
Thankfully, it seemed she hadn’t forgotten how to talk.
“Really? Then why do you keep clearing your throat?”
“Uuuu…”
Dokyun’s gaze remained on her face. Eun-ah wrinkled her nose as if frustrated, then slowly crawled on top of him, burying her face in his chest as she continued.
“T-Today is the day Honeybee does it for me…”
Suddenly, the thought, I feel like I’m always the one doing it, popped into his head, but he quickly pushed it away.
Dokyun gently stroked the back of Eun-ah, who was now pouting and glaring at him. He then guided her head to rest on his arm and continued.
“The day I do what for you?”
He blinked, feigning confusion. Eun-ah’s cheeks flushed a deep red as she whispered into his ear.
“S-Sex…!”
Did she not know the meaning of shame? Or had she simply become too desensitized to feel embarrassed by such things?
Dokyun watched her sparkling eyes for a moment before placing his hand on her bottom.
As always, she had shed all her underwear the moment she got home, and the squishy feel of her bare skin met his palm.
Eun-ah’s body tensed as his hand gripped her buttock, and she let out a ragged breath.
“Heut…!”
He could feel moisture on the tip of his middle finger, which was resting between her legs.
She was already soaked.
Dokyun let out a hollow laugh and whispered another question.
“How long have you been wet?”
Flinch.
Her body trembled slightly before she let out a series of giggles.
“S-Since I was working…!”
My god.
Looking at Eun-ah, whose eyes were gleaming at him, Dokyun couldn’t help but think, Have I created a monster?
“Wow, Eun-ah, you need to be punished. Were you having lewd thoughts during work?”
“Y-Yes…! I’m a pervert who thinks lewd thoughts even while working, so Honeybee has to punish me…!”
As Eun-ah nodded eagerly, another sound of amazement escaped Dokyun’s lips.
Her hand had already found its way into his pants and was stroking his cock.
“Y-You have to punish this horny pussy… with this…!”
Her inner thighs were growing slick with moisture. Glancing down, he could see the hem of her skirt was soaked with her fluids, staining it a darker shade than the rest of the fabric.
“Q-Quickly…”
She urged him on. When he looked at her face, he saw her eyes were half-lidded, her tiny nostrils flaring.
The corners of her mouth were twitching uncontrollably.
Her expression, combined with the feeling of her hand stroking him, made his cock stand ramrod straight. A smile spread across his face.
He stroked her bottom for a moment, and just as he was about to make his move, something occurred to him. He posed a question.
“Ah, by the way, what was with all the throat-clearing today?”
“Eung…?”
Deep in her arousal, Eun-ah tilted her head at the question. Then, with a soft “Ah,” she answered.
“P-Push and pull…!”
Push and pull. That was her answer, but Dokyun’s powers of deduction weren’t sharp enough to find the connection between clearing one’s throat and a romantic push-and-pull dynamic.
He could only assume, She must have picked up another weird idea from somewhere and was trying it out.
As he was thinking this, he saw the anticipation sparkling in her eyes. He let out a soft chuckle and began to wonder just how he should tease this lewd woman who had spent her entire day having dirty thoughts.
He pondered for a moment.
At the end of his deliberation, his eyes landed on the handcuffs hanging from the bedpost. He picked them up.
He’d used them once before. As Dokyun jingled them, Eun-ah beamed and held out both wrists.
Click.
The lock snapped shut. As Eun-ah raised her bound wrists above her head, Dokyun attached them to the ring on the headboard.
The sight of her, disheveled and bound by the wrists.
It was a scene that perfectly matched his sexual preferences.
Once again marveling at Eun-ah’s foresight in not putting the restraints away, Dokyun reached down and pulled her one-piece dress all the way up.
A slender, flawless white body captivated his eyes.
On her perky, swollen breasts, her nipples stood erect, making their presence known. The curve of her waist narrowed before flaring out again at her hips, stimulating a primal lust.
And there, between her M-spread legs, was her pussy—as always, miraculously hairless and white. It was already gaping, dripping with a thick fluid.
As Dokyun gazed at the fully prepared Eun-ah, she began to thrust her hips impatiently.
“M-Master… Q-Quickly, f-fuck your exclusive b-bitch…!”
It was a new line he’d never heard before.
Listening to her, Dokyun narrowed his eyes at the sight of her giggling up at him.
Don’t tell me she’s still spying on my favorites list.
He had set it to private, but he knew she could easily snoop on his phone if she put her mind to it. The suspicion grew.
A wave of shame washed over him, and he pinched Eun-ah’s clitoris as he spat out the question.
“Kkuhiik!!”
“You’ve been looking at my favorites list, haven’t you?”
“Kkeuhit, kkeu’iik…”
Perhaps his method of questioning was flawed. The moment he pinched her clit, Eun-ah’s hips began to buck as she climaxed, leaving her in no state to answer his question.
“Huuut…, kkeuheut…”
Eun-ah’s pelvis trembled violently.
Her fluids were still gushing out, overflowing from her pussy.
The sight reignited Dokyun’s lust, but he knew he had to finish his interrogation. He pinched her clitoris again.
“Kkeuheeeek!!”
Thump.
Eun-ah’s hips bucked hard, and a spray of fluid shot out, splattering his shirt.
It went past his shirt, spattering everywhere and soaking the sheets. A smirk played on Dokyun’s lips. He wiped his drenched hand on her stomach and asked again.
“You saw it, right?”
“Yeth, yeeees…” she answered, her eyes slightly rolled back.
“I.”
Hearing her answer, Dokyun grabbed her breast.
“Told you not to.”
His hand squeezed her breast hard, and her body trembled.
“Look at that stuff secretly. Did I, or did I not?”
Dokyun then pinched and twisted her nipple, and Eun-ah began to climax again.
“I-I’m soowwwyyy!!!”
The sight of her, hips bucking as she sprayed her fluids everywhere, was utterly pathetic.
Her overturned eyes, combined with the tears clinging to their corners, might have evoked a flicker of sympathy. But widening one’s view to include her flaring nostrils, her twitching, upturned lips, and the drool trickling from them quickly extinguished any such feeling.
Dokyun watched her pant for a long while, savoring the afterglow of her orgasm. He gently wiped the drool from her chin and continued.
“Are you going to look again, or not?”
“N-No, I won’t wook…”
As she spoke, Eun-ah nuzzled her head against his hand on her cheek. When his thumb brushed her lips, she began to suck on it, her body squirming.
Dokyun felt her tongue lapping at the tip of his thumb and let out a chuckle.
“You’re a total sow.”
“Yeees… H-Honeybee’s pwersonal sow…”
Smirk. The corners of Eun-ah’s lips shot up.
Dokyun let out another hollow laugh before using his free hand to pull down his pants.
Eun-ah’s crescent-shaped eyes narrowed even further as they fixed on his exposed cock.
“C-Cocky…”
The moment she saw his throbbing cock, she began to whine, pushing her hips toward it in a display of pure lewdness.
“P-Pwease put it in qwickly…”
At the sight, Dokyun felt a searing heat rise within him.