Irresistible Energy

"Thank you, Auntie. Being held like this… it really feels comforting."

"Mmm… Yeah, Taeseok. Hnnngh~"

In that moment, Eunjeong's body trembled. She startled at the moan that slipped out of her without her even realizing it.

Have I lost my mind? What kind of sound did I just make?

It was clearly a different kind of reaction than simple tension. She pressed her lips tightly together and tried to hold her breath, but it was already too late. Against every scrap of will she could muster, soft, sweet sounds kept leaking from deep in her throat.

"Mmm…"

It was tiny, yet in the quiet room the sound rang out with startling clarity. Taeseok's body went rigid for an instant. That short moan struck his senses far harder than he had expected. Something hot began to boil up again from deep in his chest.

Unconsciously he tightened his arms, closing the last remaining distance between them until nothing was left. Eunjeong's breathing grew more and more disordered. After letting out that lewd moan while held in Taeseok's arms, she wanted to die of embarrassment. She tried desperately to steady her increasingly ragged breaths.

The situation itself made no sense. She was only embracing the boy she thought of as a son, offering him gentle comfort—yet her body was reacting like this. Regardless of her will, her breathing grew shorter and quicker. She had to admit it. Her body was not normal right now. If she stayed in his arms any longer, she was going to put strange thoughts into Taeseok's head.

"Ah… wait… Taeseok… can you… let Auntie go now?"

She managed to say the words, but there was no strength in her voice. Eunjeong finally understood why her body was growing so hot. Every time their bodies touched, an inexplicable energy seeped in through her skin and stirred something deep inside her. Her mind could not comprehend it, yet her body felt it and responded with absolute clarity.

That subtle strangeness she had felt the first time he took her hand. She had thought it odd then, but she had forced herself to ignore it—just a mood, just her being oversensitive. She had never imagined that a feeling like this would lead to anything happening between her and Taeseok.

She had come here to comfort him. As an adult she had come to pull a wounded child back into the world. Yet the sensation she felt now was nothing she had anticipated, and it was making her regard the body of the boy she had thought of as a son as the body of a man.

Am I… aroused right now? Over Taeseok? That's impossible. This is truly… impossible…

Her breath shuddered.

"Haah~ Haah~ Taeseok… that's enough…"

This was dangerous. Eunjeong felt it instinctively. At this rate she might be the one to cross the line first. She pushed against Taeseok's chest. He did not move at all. Yet she also could not bring herself to ruthlessly shove away a boy who was seeking comfort in her arms. She needed to push him off—yet instead she only pressed closer.

In that instant their balance shifted. As they tried to catch themselves, their bodies tangled more deeply, and the weight tipped to one side. The bed creaked low as it caught Eunjeong's back. Her body landed first; Taeseok's settled naturally over her. Short breaths collided between their faces. They were far too close—close enough that looking away or pulling apart both felt awkward.

"Hohoho… we fell. Move a little, will you?"

Eunjeong forced a laugh, trying to break the awkward atmosphere. But Taeseok held her shoulders firmly, keeping her from rising.

"Taeseok… what… what are you doing right now?"

Her words trailed off, unfinished. Even she no longer knew how to stop what was happening. Taeseok looked down at her for a moment, then spoke in a low voice.

"…Auntie. You're just as lonely as I am, aren't you?"

Eunjeong's pupils shook hard.

When a man looked at a woman lying on a bed with eyes like those, she knew perfectly well what came next. It would have been natural—except the man was Taeseok. Her close friend's son. She had to push him away. She had to draw a clear line.

Get off me right now.

The words rose to her throat, yet somehow her mouth would not open—as if someone had gently sealed her voice. Taeseok did not miss that brief hesitation. He slowly lowered his head and claimed her lips.

Eunjeong instinctively clamped her mouth shut. She could not avoid his lips, but she meant the closed mouth as a final resistance—proof that she was not accepting this. She even lightly clenched her teeth, bracing for his tongue. The moment their lips met, however, her body shuddered violently on its own. Resistance lost all meaning.

What passed from Taeseok's lips was no ordinary kiss. Something seeped through her skin, skipping over nerves and striking deep inside her at once. It was not the kind of thing human will could stop.

Wh-what… is this…

She desperately tried to cling to her reason, but it was useless. A sensation she had never felt before was slowly clouding her mind. Every time Taeseok's lips moved gently ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠against hers, shivers cascaded down her spine like a waterfall. Hot waves rose from deep in her chest, melting her belly and sending tingles between her legs.

In the end Eunjeong parted her own lips. Her tongue slipped into Taeseok's mouth and found his, twining softly with it.

"Mmm… haah…"

A small, sweet moan escaped her throat. Without even fully registering what she was doing, Eunjeong sank deeper and deeper into the kiss. Her hands, of their own accord, pulled Taeseok more tightly against her back. Lips crushed together; tongues sought and tangled, deep and sticky. Hot breaths mixed, and soft, lewd moans rose above the bed.

"Mmm… haah…"

Her moans had grown hot enough that even Taeseok could no longer restrain himself. He felt her reason crumbling—through his fingertips, through her breath, through the depth to which that energy was sinking into her. Thoughts of his mother's friend, of the woman who had looked after him, vanished from his mind. Now Eunjeong was simply a soft, hot woman trembling in his arms. And every time his hands touched her, she clearly reacted with pleasure.

After that accident all desire had left him—yet ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the fierce lust of this moment, holding a woman, was something he simply could not refuse. Taeseok's hands caressed every part of her body as if exploring it, sweeping boldly from the line of her back down her waist to her hips, savoring each reaction.

"Taeseok… wait… this… this isn't right…"

Eunjeong was shocked by the way he touched her so freely. No matter how hot her body had become, she still believed she must never allow this with Taeseok. She tried to push him away with all her strength, but her arms would not obey. Her legs had already lightly wrapped around his waist, and her body kept drawing closer of its own accord to his touch.

"Haah… Taeseok… hnnngh~♡"

A sweet, trembling moan mixed with breath slipped past her lips. Taeseok's hands moved busily over her body. When he pushed her T-shirt upward, Eunjeong's full breasts were faintly revealed above her underwear. The moment his fingers found the clasp of her bra, her body stiffened slightly.

Is he going to take my clothes off? If even my clothes come off… what will happen to me?

She had already crossed so many lines—the kiss, his hands, the moans. But if her clothes came off, there would truly be no going back. She would be giving her body to the boy she had thought of as a son. Eunjeong swallowed a small breath and squeezed her eyes shut. She imagined thrashing, even slapping the face of the boy who was touching her without permission. Yet she did nothing, simply waiting for Taeseok's hands.

Even Taeseok hesitated for a fraction of a second as he unhooked her bra. Removing this bra, undressing Eunjeong, carried a heavy weight for him as well. His eyes flickered. But the hesitation was brief. His reason, too, had been completely swallowed by carnal desire.

The clasp released. Her full, heavy breasts spilled free and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠settled naturally on her body. The dark-red nipples were already standing hard. His hands lowered the zipper of her skirt and slowly pushed the fabric down past her thighs. Finally he hooked his fingers in the thin panties and drew them down. Eunjeong's secret place, glistening with her juices, was fully exposed before Taeseok's eyes.

Instinctively she covered her breasts with one hand and the space between her legs with the other, looking up at him.

"Taeseok… what are you really trying to do?"

Taeseok took the hands that hid ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her body and pushed them aside.

"…Auntie. I… I can't hold back anymore."

His eyes now gleamed with desire he no longer bothered to hide. Eunjeong realized she could no longer stop him. And she herself could no longer refuse the pleasure he gave her. Quietly she closed her eyes.

Yet baring a body that seemed so shabby next to the girls of Taeseok's age filled her with unbearable shame—especially the stretched, open pussy that pulsed as she waited for him. Everything lay exposed, bare and complete, under Taeseok's gaze.