Chapter 155
Translator: penny
Chapter: 155
Chapter Title: A Truly Secret Time
"Someone like you, Young Master Mok...?"
This, I was certain of.
I was certain I could show Namgung Sua the effects of the Blissful Creation Art.
But that didn't mean I should rush things right away.
The mood wasn't quite there yet.
I kept my composure, acting casual as I tossed out a comment.
"Haha, thank you. If I hadn't met Hia first, I probably would have fallen for you, Lady Namgung."
Namgung Sua must have thought it was just polite flattery, because her slightly puffed cheeks were adorable.
But I pretended not to notice and changed the subject.
"So, have you ever been in a relationship, Lady Namgung?"
"Pardon?!"
Her face flushed bright red in surprise, the picture of a woman with no experience whatsoever.
'Of course, I already knew that.'
Women from great families like the Five Great Clans placed a heavy emphasis on chastity.
In Moyong Hui's case, it was only because her father—no, the head of the Moyong Clan—took a liking to me that things turned out this way. Keeping distance from anyone who wasn't a marriage prospect was only natural.
There's a reason for the saying "boys and girls shouldn't sit together past the age of seven."
In truth, the two of us drinking alone in a private room like this was utterly improper.
I already knew all this, but I feigned shock and widened my eyes dramatically.
"Huh? Don't tell me... you've never dated anyone?"
"...Yes. I never had the chance."
Namgung Sua looked ashamed, as if never having dated was some kind of crime.
In response, I let out a deep sigh.
"Well, that's... The men around you must all be blind. To leave such a captivating woman untouched..."
I praised her with genuine regret, slipping in some rather bold words.
It was meant to make her feel good, but instead, she let out a deflating puff from her lips.
"Tch... With someone as much more attractive as Sister Hia around, why would anyone pay attention to me?"
This didn't seem like an inferiority complex.
It felt more like honest self-assessment mixed with a touch of rivalry.
Either way, it made clear exactly where to focus my efforts.
"Come on, what does Lady Namgung lack compared to Hia? In my eyes, you're actually even more... Oh! But keep this a secret from Hia, okay?"
I winked with one eye as I said it.
As if it were all just a joke.
That alone was enough to lift her mood; the corners of her mouth twitched faintly.
"You're dating Sister Hia yourself, Young Master Mok."
But what came from her lips was a petulant complaint.
This was the crucial moment.
If all my previous compliments seemed like teasing, now I had to infuse my words with sincerity.
I gazed straight into Namgung Sua's eyes and spoke.
"I said it earlier, didn't I? If I hadn't met Hia first, I would have fallen for you, Lady Namgung."
My tactic worked; her face turned as red as a ripe persimmon.
Finally overcome with shyness, she averted her gaze from mine and picked up her glass for no real reason.
But she didn't actually drink, just fidgeted with it using her fingers.
After a long moment, she finally glanced at me shyly.
"...Were those words just now for real?"
"Of course. If I'd met you before Hia... Ah, seriously, don't tell Hia about this?"
"..."
She lowered her gaze again, nodding slightly.
This was more than enough to heat up the atmosphere.
'Time to get started?'
Of course, even so, I couldn't just dive straight in for a kiss.
I reached out with both hands and gently enveloped the ones she was using to toy with her glass.
"Ah...!"
Namgung Sua flinched at my sudden move, startled.
I pretended not to notice and continued with what I wanted to say.
"So, these pretty hands have only ever gripped a sword every day?"
Just as she'd been fidgeting with her glass moments ago, I stroked her hands with both of mine.
Her face grew even redder as she floundered, unsure what to do.
Finally, she managed to open her mouth, but all that came out was this.
"If Sister Hia finds out..."
She couldn't even finish the sentence.
This was as good as permission.
And so, I drove in the final nail.
"Didn't we agree everything tonight stays secret from Hia?"
"..."
For the record, this whole plan revolved around being secret friends.
Of course, I had no idea how long we could keep it under wraps, but for now, I'd hide it as long as possible.
'Looks like Namgung Sua's into this too.'
She wasn't objecting or pulling her hand away—that was proof enough.
The mood was plenty heated now.
Enough that clearing the table and getting intimate wouldn't seem out of place.
But I decided to pull back just a little more here.
'Can't come on too strong.'
As I'd once told Paeng Deokjo, reeling in too hard could snap the line.
I wouldn't slack off completely like that fool, but loosening it once was necessary.
I abruptly released her hand, feigning surprise, then made an apologetic face.
"Sorry if that made you uncomfortable. You were just so alluring, Lady Namgung, I couldn't help myself..."
This time, it was Namgung Sua who panicked.
"N-No, it's not that it was uncomfortable..."
She lifted her head as if to say something more, but when our eyes met, she bowed it again.
I waited silently, and soon a tiny voice reached me.
"It's just... I'd feel sorry toward Sister Hia..."
Sorry toward Hia?
In other words, she herself was fine with it.
With that clear confirmation straight from her lips, there was no more need for pretense.
I quietly stood and sat right beside her.
"It'll be our little secret, just between us."
"A secret...?"
Namgung Sua's eyes gazing at me were glazed over in a haze.
Not from the alcohol, probably—just the mood.
I slowly wrapped my arm around her waist.
She flinched at the unfamiliar sensation but didn't pull away, just stared intently at my face.
"Yes. A secret just between the two of us."
With that, I naturally leaned in toward her face.
She seemed to realize what I was about to do and gently closed her eyes.
Our lips met.
Soft and yielding, carrying the faint scent of the liquor we'd just drunk.
But this wasn't enough to satisfy me.
I slipped my tongue out, prying her lips apart.
*Smack—*
Her mouth, never before invaded, was ravaged by my intruding tongue.
Watching her own tongue lie helplessly amid the chaos gave me a thrill like defiling a pristine white canvas.
I explored every corner for a good while before, at last, her tongue—the defending garrison—stirred to action.
Perfectly timed, I pulled my lips away.
Namgung Sua, mouth agape and eyes still closed, slowly opened them to see what was happening and looked at me.
"Young Master Mok...?"
I didn't like the formality.
Not even "Young Master Mok," but "Young Master Mok-nim."
But since we were just secret friends, changing the way she addressed me now would be tricky.
We might slip up in front of others.
Instead, I called her in the gentlest voice I could muster.
"Lady Namgung."
She blushed again, pleased by my tone and presence.
In response, I leaned in once more.
Expecting another kiss, she closed her eyes and slightly pursed her lips.
But instead of her mouth, I pressed mine to her pale white neck.
"Eek?!"
She let out a cute moan at the unexpected touch.
As I lavished attention on her neck, my hitherto idle hands finally moved.
Toward the most precious part of a woman's body.
Her breasts.
"W-Wait... Hnng!"
Namgung Sua's breasts were on the smaller side compared to other women.
It almost felt unfair to compare them to Moyong Hui's, but if I had to draw a parallel, they were similar to Cheon Suyeon, the World's Greatest Beauty from my past life.
That said, I rather liked breasts like these.
'Big ones have their charm, and small ones have theirs.'
My lips, starting from her neck, soon trailed past her collarbone toward her chest.
Any obstructing garments were deftly undone by the hand fondling her breasts.
"Ah, Young Master Mok. Not there..."
Though embarrassed, Namgung Sua showed no sign of pushing me away.
Later on, she even clutched my head tightly.
Before long, her top was completely off, baring her creamy skin.
And only then did my lips reach their target: the modest fruit atop her gently swelling breast.
The pink nipple at its center.
I suckled it with a *pop*, and a heated moan escaped her.
"Hnn!"
The hands that had stripped her top now turned to removing my own clothes.
As I became fully nude in an instant, she noticed belatedly and called my name in a trembling voice.
"Young Master Mok, this is..."
I finally lifted my head to look at her face.
Her once-cool expression had melted into one of longing desire.
Yet there was a hint of worry and concern mingled in.
For such a Namgung Sua, I repeated the reassurance I'd given many times before.
"Don't worry. It's our secret, just the two of us."
Now, it was truly a secret time.