Chapter 140: Vatican (6)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 140: Vatican (6)
—Ping. Ping.
A sharp notification sound tore through the quiet of the dawn.
So, it has come.
It was likely still late at night in the Vatican, but in South Korea, the sun was just beginning to rise.
At the barrage of messages, Ha Sion slowly opened her eyes from under the covers.
An ominous premonition washed over her.
She burrowed deeper into her bed and quietly turned on her Watch in the darkness.
The light from the screen cast a pale glow on her face.
[1000_y]: (Image)
[1000_y]: (Image)
“…Crazy bitch.”
A low curse escaped Ha Sion’s lips.
The first picture contained…
The naked form of Cheon Yeo-wool, precariously wrapped in nothing but a single towel, smiling alluringly in front of a mirror.
My eyes landed on the mounds of flesh that the towel failed so spectacularly to cover.
To think a flimsy thing like that could hide anything… how stupid.
And the second picture was of Jung Hae-in, a slightly tense expression on his face as he sat on the hotel bed.
She must have taken it secretly, without him noticing.
In any case, the meaning behind the two photos was all too simple and blatant.
Don’t tell me…
Even with that thought, Ha Sion couldn’t let her guard down.
She quietly checked the group chat room. The unread counts next to the messages had all disappeared.
It meant that everyone in the chat had witnessed this provocation in real time.
But no one was responding.
“……”
That included Ha Sion.
It was the feeling of not wanting to poke a hornet’s nest.
Ha Sion finally closed her eyes, about to turn off her Watch.
But then.
A brilliant idea popped into her head.
If Cheon Yeo-wool had started a fire, she would be the one to spread it.
She turned her Watch back on and began to scroll through her contacts.
She was sure she had saved it somewhere.
After scrolling far down the alphabet, she finally found it.
[summer]
Someone’s contact info.
Without hesitation, she forwarded the two pictures Cheon Yeo-wool had sent.
[Sion]: (Image)
[Sion]: (Image)
[Sion]: Looks like they’re having fun! They even sent pictures?
Then, she added a message brimming with pure, innocent admiration.
The moment she sent the message, the number next to the forwarded photos vanished.
It had been read.
But this time, too, there was no reply.
She felt no anxiety. Only a confident anticipation that brought a smile to her lips.
A few seconds passed.
Next to the name [summer], the small green circle indicating their profile status turned red.
To [Do Not Disturb Mode].
Confirming this, Ha Sion finally laughed out loud.
*
I’d had a vague inkling for a long time that a day like this would come.
I had to work harder to fill a certain void.
And it wasn’t strange that they would naturally take an interest and gather around me as I did.
In fact, it was almost a natural phenomenon.
The point at which my prediction about their feelings turned into certainty was…
Probably after that board game Kang A-rin brought.
Until then, it had been more of a suspicion, but after that day, I felt that the psychological barriers between Cheon Yeo-wool and me—and perhaps the other girls as well—had completely crumbled.
I, too, cared for them and liked them.
Whatever that meant.
I was aware of it, but…
I never imagined it would happen so suddenly, right this moment, in a hotel room in a foreign country.
“Heup…”
Cheon Yeo-wool lightly tickled my lips with the tip of her tongue.
Her blue eyes sparkled mischievously.
Teasing, as if she would but wouldn't, she gently bit my lip, then released it, her every move coquettish.
Then, with a satisfied smile, she watched my reaction.
A sweet scent wafted from her body—subtle, yet fundamentally intoxicating to a man.
Not to mention her instinctively seductive actions.
However, I wasn’t the type to just take this lying down.
‘Aren’t you going to eat me up?’
‘Is this all there is?’
Her every action, her every glance, was a provocation.
If I let this continue, it was obvious I’d be wrapped around her finger the entire time.
I had no intention of going all the way tonight, but I wasn’t about to be led on like this either.
Taking the lead was more my style.
At least when it came to dating experience… Cheon Yeo-wool was no match for me.
And so, with a relaxed smile, I wrapped an arm firmly around Cheon Yeo-wool’s waist and pulled her sharply toward me.
With a sudden whoosh, her body was pressed completely against my chest.
Then, I whispered in a low voice.
“Hey.”
Cheon Yeo-wool seemed flustered and tried to pull away slightly, but I held her fast, giving her no room to escape.
As if she hadn’t expected this, her face instantly flushed red.
I whispered softly into her ear.
“What are you doing?”
I asked a question, but I didn’t want an answer.
Without waiting for a reply, I silenced her lips with my own.
—Chup. Jjup.
It was different from the soft, playful kiss from before. To be honest, it was hard to even call that a kiss.
I could feel her surprised breath between our lips.
“Heup…?!”
But that was only for a moment. Just as she had done to me, I gently bit her plump lower lip, then parted them and pushed my tongue inside, beginning to dominate her mouth.
—Chureup, bereup….
Her tongue recoiled in surprise. I chased after her timid tongue, gently wrapping mine around it and sucking softly.
A choked moan escaped Cheon Yeo-wool’s lips.
“Hheut… ha-eup… eu-eung…!”
I could feel the strength gradually leaving her body.
Her passive tongue soon began to respond cautiously to my movements.
“Haah… hek…”
Her resistance had already melted into moans drenched in pleasure.
Cheon Yeo-wool’s breathing grew more ragged, and I could feel her body growing hotter.
Then, she wrapped her arms around my neck, clinging to me as if craving a deeper kiss.
—Jjo-op, jjok….
The slick sounds of our kiss filled the quiet hotel room.
For a long while, we devoured each other’s lips as if we’d forgotten even how to breathe.
I felt as if I, too, had lost all reason.
When our lips finally parted, we rested our foreheads together, panting heavily. The same heated breaths escaped her lips and mine.
“Haa… haa…”
“Hoo…”
Under the soft lighting, her blue eyes were flushed red and wet with pleasure.
A thin thread of saliva stretched between our tongues.
Her eyes held a mixture of surprise and confusion.
An expression of someone who didn’t even know what had just happened.
She was completely overwhelmed, at a loss for what to do.
The ever-confident Saintess, Cheon Yeo-wool, was nowhere to be seen; only a woman remained.
I had a thought when I woke up in the world of that board game.
Cheon Yeo-wool and I had been a married couple in the game, and I remembered us sharing all sorts of kisses.
It was an embarrassing memory, but… anyway.
Searching my memory… the Jung Hae-in of that world didn’t seem to be very skilled.
Though his stamina didn’t seem too bad.
So, I had thought that the real Jung Hae-in—me—would probably be much better.
And my prediction was correct.
The Cheon Yeo-wool before me now was proof of that.
Her expression was one of someone who had completely lost their mind to the vast chasm between the pleasure she had expected and the reality of it.
I slowly sat up. And smiled slightly.
Seeing the smile on my lips, Cheon Yeo-wool’s shoulders flinched.
I began to stroke her sweat-dampened hair gently, so very gently.
“Don’t worry.”
I said, my voice full of composure.
“Today… I won’t eat you up.”
My voice was strangely calm.
“But there won’t be a next time.”
I threw the words she had provoked me with right back at her, all while slowly stroking her hair.
She then nodded very slowly, submissively.
I refused to be led around.
But just as I thought I had seized control.
As my hand was stroking her hair, her hand slid up and gently took hold of my wrist.
“…?”
Despite my questioning gaze, she lifted her head and met my eyes again.
Her gaze was completely different from before. A certain will blazed in the depths of her moist eyes.
Still holding my wrist, she slowly brought my fingers to her own red, hot lips.
—Jjok.
A soft, hot sensation touched the tip of my pinky finger.
The feeling traveled up my finger to my head. She looked me straight in the eye as she moved her lips to my next finger.
She began to kiss each of my fingers in turn.
—Jjo-op.
This time, deeper, as if a real kiss.
I froze for a moment at her unexpected action.
—Chureup….
She lightly sucked on my middle finger, licking the tip with her tongue in an alluring way.
Then she looked up at me, the corners of her lips rising.
With a smile far more seductive and provocative than before, she whispered softly.
“I’ll be waiting.”
“……”
I couldn’t say a word.
It was all too clear what she was waiting for.
Seeing my reaction, she smiled even more deeply.
“For what comes next.”
The control of the room, which I thought I had reclaimed, vanished once more into a labyrinth.
No, perhaps what Cheon Yeo-wool wanted from the beginning…
Wasn’t control at all.