The Kirin of the Hengshan Sect (5)
The Kirin of the Hengshan Sect (5)
"Why did you bring me along?"
As soon as we stepped out of the room, Seon-go tapped me timidly on the back and asked. Her troubled expression was unmistakable. I squeezed her thigh and replied.
"Because that's how you make people lower their guard. They always assume others will stay within certain boundaries. So if they see my wife right in front of me, they'll believe I won't try anything funny."
Of course, I was a man perfectly capable of all sorts of lechery right in front of Seon-go. She knew that side of me well, so she nodded as if it were only natural.
"Still, they say she's a first-rate master. If you try something strange, Docheol, won't she draw her sword immediately?"
I opened the door, laid Seon-go down on the soft blanket, and rested my head on her thigh like a pillow. Then I spoke while idly scratching the floor with my finger.
"I told her it's a massage, but I won't be the only one doing it, so it doesn't matter. Because she's a woman. Seon-go, you'll have to knead her too."
"M-me?"
Seon-go was startled. She sat up, blinking, and her soft belly pressed lightly against my face. The sweet scent and soft touch stirred my lust for the first time in a while. I lifted my hand from the floor and kneaded her breasts.
Seon-go shrank back and bit her lip. I buried my face in her flesh and said.
"You'll learn quickly. And you need to learn so you can touch her sensitive spots."
My hand burrowed inside her thigh.
"Like the inside of the thigh."
Then I kneaded her breasts and pulled down her clothes.
"Places like the chest."
"Ang...!"
Seon-go moaned. After pulling down her undergarments, I slipped my fingers into her cleft. Even without much foreplay, she was already wet and fully ready to receive me. I slid my hand under her skirt and said.
"And in the end, to have her let you touch places like this... it can't be done with a man's hands. Seon-go, you have to do it."
"Haa...! Mm...! B-but...! Wh-whether I'll be able to do it well...."
"What, do you think it won't be fun?"
Seon-go quickly shook her head at my question. Even while frowning, her refusal was so firm that I laughed.
"...That's not it...."
She was a woman who unexpectedly chased after fun. Even as Seon-go pulled back, her eyes were brimming with interest.
"Your eyes say you're secretly eager to do it, though?"
"...Well, that makes sense. When else would I ever get to touch a martial arts master?"
She was right. I had half proposed the massage to Im Seo-ryeon with that thought in mind.
When else would you get to grope a martial arts master who offers her body defenselessly? Testing how far my Bedroom Arts would work on a martial arts master was an extremely important matter. I stroked Seon-go's head and said.
"Even if you make a mistake, that woman won't complain. Unlike me, she knows you're a beginner."
Because Seon-go was a beginner and also a woman, the chance that Im Seo-ryeon would be more open to the hand techniques was high. The more lenient you are to the other person, the more gaps inevitably appear. Seon-go nodded as if she understood.
"I understand. I'm not worthy, but I'll do my best."
"Then there's no problem. Let's give it our best starting tomorrow."
"Ang...!"
I raised my body. Seon-go spread her arms waiting for me, and I threw myself over her.
Our bodies overlapped, the rumple of the blanket mingling with the sound of flesh on flesh.
"Aaaang! Aah! Hah! Do-, Docheol...! Aaaak! Ah! It's so good...! Ah!"
The night burned hot.
As if blessing the days that lay ahead.
******
"Then, let's confirm the conditions once more."
On the promised first day, Im Seo-ryeon faced us with her cheeks dyed bright red. She had changed into light clothing, and in the building next door, her adjutant was resting at leisure. The adjutant's building was so far from this room that even if she screamed, no one would hear.
I nodded calmly, sitting side by side with my wife Seon-go, who shrank into herself, clearly tense. I smiled leisurely and said.
"Understood. First, the areas I may touch are the arms, back, stomach, and legs. For everything else, it will not be me but my wife Seon-go who does the massaging. Do you agree?"
Im Seo-ryeon turned her head away. When Seon-go's eyes met hers, she averted her gaze further, frowned, and said.
"A person who avoids eyes like that looks suspicious, so you should meet my eyes. If the person giving the massage seems suspicious, how would a martial artist ever relax her body?"
"Ah, yes...."
Im Seo-ryeon met Seon-go's eyes, nodded, and continued.
"I agree."
"Of course, if you personally request it, I could also do it directly...."
Even though I only went that far, Im Seo-ryeon frowned and showed clear rejection. I quietly averted my gaze and went on.
"You don't seem to have any intention of requesting it, so just know that, in principle, that's how it's done. To that extent."
"Useless information. There is no way I would ever request such a... massage from you."
"I know. There's no way a first-rate master of the Hengshan Sect would lack that level of self-control. I spoke empty words. I apologize."
At my words, Im Seo-ryeon nodded with an indifferent expression and said.
"If such a rule originally exists, it is my duty to explain it as well. I would like you not to mind it too much. Since I've agreed to offer my body as your practice partner, I intend to follow the rules within what I allow."
Im Seo-ryeon was more cooperative than I'd expected. I had to suppress the involuntary smile that kept twitching at the corners of my mouth as I imagined what would happen to her later, carefully managing my expression.
"And, as per your request, during the massage, your body will be covered with white cloth. I will not observe the process of changing clothes and covering with the cloth; I intend to leave it entirely to my wife. As my wife cannot walk, please understand that she may be clumsy."
"I agree."
That was naturally a condition she could set, as she was an unrelated woman. It was a pity I couldn't touch her bare skin, but in any case, by running my hands over her and gauging the contours of her body, once I knew that, it would be easy to figure out where to start and how to caress.
I briefly waved my hand in the air and then said.
"How long should the duration be? For me, since this opportunity is what it is, the longer the better, but because you said you work at the Murim Alliance Inspection Department, it seems hard for you to spare much time."
Im Seo-ryeon answered without hesitation, like someone who had already considered the number of days.
"About fourteen days."
"Oh."
"What is it?"
"It's longer than I thought. An exclamation came out on its own. Please forgive me."
Large snakes swallow prey as big as a person in one gulp and lie down. Then they take about a week to slowly digest the prey in their stomachs. A week is how long a snake digests a wild beast.
Fourteen days, twice that, was time enough to slowly melt a master who exposed her body defenselessly, if only one's passion was sufficient.
Im Seo-ryeon said.
"Then, shall we begin right away from today?"
"Then let's change clothes first. I will draw hot water, prepare everything, and return."
When I rose, Seon-go neatly spread the blanket and smiled. Her seemingly gentle smile and pale face had a quality that made even a martial arts master let her guard down.
"You're far too nervous. For the person I'm entrusting my body to, to be this tense."
"It's just that, since I'm told I'll be touching a master's body, I'm a little nervous."
"Just because she's a master, nothing's different. Everyone is a human of bone and flesh, all the same."
I really liked that saying—everyone is a human of bone and flesh, all the same. Indeed. Even masters, in the end, are humans with red blood flowing in their hearts, who hurt when struck in weak spots, and feel good when pleasant spots are pressed.
With that mindset, if you ease your tension and press each spot while steadily laying siege, even a first-rate master would eventually writhe in the pleasure of succumbing.
Steam rose from the water drawn in the basin. Beyond the door, the rustling sound of changing clothes could be heard, and Im Seo-ryeon's embarrassed voice rang out.
"...It's embarrassing. To have to lie face down naked, no matter what."
"Don't worry too much. I'll cover you with cloth here. And, I might... depending on the progress, need to touch sensitive areas—is that alright with you?"
I paused briefly in front of the door. Im Seo-ryeon's reply continued without hesitation.
"Since it's between women, I think it's fine. Still, I would appreciate it if you refrained from overly blatant movements. You have a... husband, so I believe you know what I mean."
I was about to enter but stopped again at those words. Her suddenly bringing up the husband made me want to hear more. Did Im Seo-ryeon actually have a man she was seeing? Was there a man she liked?
As if sensing my desire, Seon-go asked.
"...Do you, miss, have a man you're seeing?"
"I am a body who has lived knowing only training and work until now, so such questions are not welcome."
Im Seo-ryeon said this in a curt tone.
My mood brightened even further at those words. Being the first man to stain a virtuous body is a pleasure that never gets old, whenever and wherever.
"Then let's begin."