Chapter 182
Chapter 182
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 182
Chapter Title: The Yandere Fairy's Gaze is Strange
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Creak—
The bedsprings groaned faintly, like a soft whimper.
At the same time, she climbed slowly onto Cha Seol-ah's body, gripping his cock firmly.
Their body heat mingled in a humid embrace.
"It might hurt a little since it's your first time..."
Cha Seol-ah nodded, inhaling sharply with a tense expression.
Her legs parted on their own, trembling as they revealed a delicate pink hue.
'So, it's finally happening.'
As he leaned forward, Cha Seol-ah's fingers dug into the muscles of his back.
He flinched at the sensation of her nails pricking his skin, but it only fueled his arousal even more.
Slowly...
Their first contact was a struggle, sending a shiver through Cha Seol-ah's entire body.
He pushed his cock a bit deeper into her pussy with effort.
"Nngh...!!"
Even with just the tip inside, her moan tore through the air from between her lips.
He paused less than an inch deep, watching her reaction—her eyes reddened at the corners, scrunching up in pain.
"You okay?"
"This... hurts more than I thought."
Despite ample foreplay and her wetness, Cha Seol-ah's face still twisted in pain.
He stroked her cheek with his fingers, and she squeezed her eyes shut, exhaling as she surrendered her body.
In that moment, he thrust a little deeper.
"Ah...!!"
Her hands slid across his back, clawing at him.
It was her first time, and she genuinely seemed to be in pain.
He gazed down at her intently.
'Am I... Cha Seol-ah's first man?'
The thought flashed through his mind, and his hips moved instinctively. Her legs spasmed like convulsions, wrapping around his waist.
"It's... too... big..."
Tears welled in Cha Seol-ah's eyes and began to spill, her grip on his shoulders tightening progressively.
Like a person swept away by waves clutching the only buoy in sight.
Creak—
Creak—
With each thrust forward, Cha Seol-ah's body jolted heavily, her pussy juices clinging stickily to his cock.
And to think he was claiming the haughty first time of the poised woman he'd only seen on TV...
How breathtakingly beautiful this moment was.
"Are you okay...?"
Breathing raggedly, he toyed with her clit while buried inside her, and she started to nod before her eyes suddenly widened.
"Ah...! What... is this..."
He could feel her reaction shifting.
Smiling, he quickened his fingers, drawing a small scream from her lips.
"Hyung~♡"
Cha Seol-ah arched her body like a bow, moaning continuously.
Her hands slipped from his back to clutch the bedsheets, and fueled by her response, he focused even more intensely on her clit.
"Feels good?"
"Haang~♡ But it still hurts so much—hnng♡"
Her words mingled with ragged breaths.
Her legs clamped tighter around his waist, the intense pressure filling him with joy as he tilted his head back.
'Top actress Cha Seol-ah is under me right now...'
Life really was worth living long to see such things.
If his father hadn't designed that rooftop bath, he never would have met the fairies or even the King of Hell.
Then, when Yerim was possessed by a ghost, he couldn't have helped, and she never would have recommended him as a model.
In short, meeting Cha Seol-ah would have been impossible from the start.
All of it—a butterfly effect of coincidences upon coincidences.
Today, it was time to showcase all the techniques he'd honed over time.
That way, he could keep coming back to Cha Seol-ah forever.
Creak—Creak—
His hips slammed powerfully into her pelvis.
The bedsprings creaked in dissonance with her moans.
"It feels... so... weird..."
Cha Seol-ah flailed, her words stumbling.
Her eyes lost focus, growing hazy, and he picked up the pace just a bit more.
Creak—Creak—!
As their hands intertwined and their body heat peaked, her body suddenly tensed like a drawn bowstring.
"Hnnngh—!!"
He felt he couldn't hold back any longer either.
In a final embrace, he pulled her close and buried his cock as deep as possible inside her pussy.
Squeeech—
On the bed, their two hearts pounded wildly, the sensation transmitting perfectly.
Her arms eventually slipped limply from his back.
"So... this is sex..."
Cha Seol-ah's satisfied sigh.
Chuckling softly, he kissed her damp forehead and whispered low.
"You didn't think we'd stop at just once, did you?"
*
— Seol-ah: Haeseong-ssi, what are you up to right now?
— Haeseong: Cleaning the house.
— Seol-ah: You must be super tidy usually.
— Haeseong: Nah, just occasional deep cleans.
She must have loved his technique, because even after he returned home, it looked like their relationship would continue.
But one thing nagged at him.
— Seol-ah: So, when are we meeting again?
— Haeseong: ...Huh?
— Seol-ah: I'll come to your place this time.
She was being way too proactive, like they'd become girlfriend and boyfriend.
Well, after having sex, it was natural she'd misunderstand they were dating, right?
'Whatever, doesn't matter.'
Dating a top actress like Cha Seol-ah was every Korean guy's dream.
Scandals worried him a bit, but he wasn't idiot enough to kick away the chance to sleep with her.
— Haeseong: Just let me know in advance.
— Seol-ah: Why? Isn't it just you at home?
— Haeseong: It's the countryside—neighborhood ladies and grannies drop by all the time.
— Seol-ah: Ah... You said you've lived there since you were a kid?
— Haeseong: Yeah.
— Seol-ah: How about next Wednesday? My schedule's free Wednesday and Thursday.
In other words, she'd sleep over at his place on Wednesday.
He curled his lips into a faint smile.
— Haeseong: Got it. See you Wednesday then.
— Seol-ah: And...
— Haeseong: ...Yeah?
— Seol-ah: You don't check KakaoTalk much usually?
— Haeseong: Ah... I call a lot, so I kinda ignore messages.
— Seol-ah: Oh... really?
— Haeseong: But I'll reply to you as fast as I can, Seol-ah-ssi.
— Seol-ah: Okay! See you Wednesday—coming to see you!
Click—
She seemed mystical and special, but Cha Seol-ah was just an ordinary woman craving love.
Her sulking or joy over a single word felt strangely familiar.
Gurgle gurgle gurgle!
Gurgle gurgle gurgle!
Gurgle gurgle gurgle!
Gurgle gurgle gurgle!
Water sounds echoed from the rooftop.
He sat on the sofa for a bit, letting the fairy finish her bath, then stretched and stood up.
'Wonder who it is today.'
Dragging his slippers, he headed to the rooftop.
As he climbed the stairs and quietly pushed open the steel door, faint light filtered through thick steam.
Beyond the hazy vapor, gentle ripples stirred the water in the steaming hot bath.
'Where's the fairy?'
He scanned around and approached the bath's edge slowly.
But no one was there—just the water lapping quietly.
'Did she finish and go to the sauna?'
As he turned to check the sauna with a puzzled look, a slender hand suddenly shot out from behind, clamping over his mouth.
"Mmph—!"
He twisted reflexively to shake it off.
A hand thin as paper, icy cold.
It seemed weaker than a man's, yet he couldn't pry it loose.
Then came a chilling body pressing against his back, followed by eerie breathing tickling his ear.
"Finally... I can touch you."
"...Mmph!?"
"So cute... like a helpless little bug, unable to speak..."
It was a woman's voice.
Low and whispering...
Yet chillingly clear.
Even without seeing her face, he could tell she was smiling.
"Mmmph!!"
"Even your struggling is adorable..."
"Mmmph!!"
"Squirm more. That way, when I finally have you, it'll feel even better."
He struggled desperately to turn, but her grip tightened over his mouth.
As a chill crawled up his spine, making his whole body tremble, something brushed over his shoulder.
Swish.
Unable to move with his mouth covered, he glanced down—black hair.
Freshly washed, it was damp and glossy.
'Black hair... the Blackened Fairy?'
The realization made each strand touching his skin feel like needles.
He swallowed dryly, and she whispered from behind.
"You can't escape me... This was decided long ago."
Was this reality?
A nightmare?
He couldn't tell.
The Blackened Fairy's sudden appearance in this abrupt situation...
He desperately wished it was just another fairy who'd dyed her hair black as a prank.
"Mmph... Who... mmph!!"
He kept emergency Heavenly Peach pills in his pocket for power boosts anytime, but with his mouth sealed, they were useless.
And worse—
Her other hand pinched his nose shut, his vision gradually blurring.
Dreading what hell awaited when he next opened his eyes, he slowly lost consciousness.