Chapter 108: Secretly in the Changing Room [R-18]

Cutting through the night air, they walked quietly down an inner hallway and stopped before the villa’s changing room—the one they had used upon their arrival.

Rio opened the door and stepped inside first. Seojin followed, stepping cautiously in after him. The moment the door clicked shut, a quiet stillness and soft, indirect lighting enveloped them.

A space where the laughter and prying eyes of moments before were left outside.

Seojin stood near the door, clutching her towel tightly around herself.

Then, Rio approached, and instead of words, he pressed his lips to hers.

A kiss that plunged in before she could react. At the sensation washing over her without sound or warning, Seojin’s eyes fluttered half-closed.

“…Hahh…”

His hand touched the towel. He covered her own hand, which was clutching the edge, and naturally loosened her grip. The towel slipped from her fingers as if it had come undone on its own.

“……”

As Seojin caught her breath, Rio’s hands went to her shoulder straps.

His fingers pushed the straps down, and the swimsuit slid off her shoulders. The fabric fell with a soft thump against her wet skin.

Rio cupped her face.

One hand moved to the nape of her neck, while the other traced a path down her bare shoulder, slowly guiding her toward the wall.

This kind of mid-party escapade, something you’d see in a foreign drama, was a natural part of his life. For Seojin, it was an alien experience she’d never even encountered in media.

Thump—Seojin’s swimsuit dropped to her feet.

Thump—Rio’s trunks slid to the floor to join it.

The light cast their long shadows on the wall. There were no obstacles left between them.

“…Rio…”

Seojin’s voice was low and trembling, but she didn’t stop him as he approached with his cloyingly sweet affection. Instead, she slowly wrapped her arms around his neck. Chest pressed against chest, their wet skin brushing together.

She bit her lip, trying to hide her awkwardness. But the moment his lips met hers again, Seojin simply closed her eyes, tilted her head up, and accepted his kiss.

The kiss he pressed on her was firm and deep. The tip of his tongue slipped past her teeth, their breaths mingling. Sensation flared hotly everywhere his tongue touched.

“Ngh… Hahh…”

She felt as if she’d be found out the moment they broke apart. So Seojin held him tighter, focusing on the kiss. Before she knew it, something hot and hard was pressing between her legs.

Realizing what it was, she flinched, her hips twisting for a moment, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she pressed closer, wrapping her arms around his waist.

Rio’s hand slid around the inside of her thigh and lifted it.

Her body was hoisted halfway into his arms. With her back to the wall and one leg raised, she clung tighter to his neck to keep her balance.

“…Hahng…”

“Let me tell you one thing,” Rio whispered.

“If you don’t want to get caught, you have to hold back your sounds, understand?”

Seojin nodded, her mind hazy.

As their breaths mingled, Rio’s free hand swept her wet hair back. His touch was surprisingly gentle, and in the midst of that gentleness, she bit her lip.

Reminding herself that this tenderness was just another game he enjoyed.

“I’m going in,” he said, his voice a whisper.

With his words, something hard pushed into her core, parting her as if to tear her open.

“…Hhngh!”

Her eyes widened as a short gasp escaped her. Seojin reflexively reached out, one hand gripping his shoulder, the other tightening around the nape of his neck.

Though there had been no foreplay, she was already wet, and her entrance opened wide to take him. Below their pressed stomachs, the soft sound of their genitals meeting echoed faintly.

Rio drew a sharp breath. She was still unbelievably tight, and a single movement sent a hot, slick sensation through him.

“I should have just laid you down and taken you right away.”

Rio murmured, his words tickling her ear as he began to move his hips.

“Mmph…! Nngh…!”

Her position—back against the wall, one leg in the air—was unstable. But that very instability allowed her to take him deeper, hotter.

Rio slowly lowered the hand that had been stroking her hair and squeezed a handful of her breast. A sharp jolt of pleasure shot through her, and her spine went rigid.

“Ngh… Unh, nngh…!”

As the unfamiliar sensation quickly mounted, biting her lip was no longer enough. She brought the back of her hand to her mouth.

She bit down on the pale skin over the delicate bones, swallowing her sounds.

Afraid that the people laughing just a few steps away might hear them.

But that fear only served as an arousal, making her wetter. With a languid groan, he thrust into her again.

“You’re doing well.”

He buried his lips against her earlobe and laughed.

“Coming to someone else’s party and doing this… It’s fun, isn’t it? Without anyone knowing—”

The hand holding her leg lifted her thigh higher. The change in angle drove him deeper.

“Ngh, ahk…! Haaah…!”

Seojin could no longer muffle her cries, even with her hand.

At the first sign of a surging climax, he began to fuck her with a fast, fervent rhythm. The only sound in the small room was the wet slap of flesh on flesh.

“—Actually, they might see what we can’t and know everything.”

As he murmured her name and buried his face in her neck, Seojin leaned her head against his broad chest, exhaling every last breath into his embrace.

“…Ughh!”

Her breath escaped like a whisper.

Rio lightly squeezed her bottom a few times before wrapping his arm more securely around her. Then, he slowly pulled her body away from his. He whispered,

“Turn around.”

Seojin’s eyes fluttered open in confusion. As she hesitated, looking at him, Rio’s hand gently pushed her waist.

“Rio…?”

There was no force in his touch, but it felt like an invitation to a deeper sensation.

She turned and faced the wall.

As she placed both hands on it to catch her breath, he guided himself with one hand and thrust into her again.

“…Hahk!”

Her eyes squeezed shut. Her upper body, pushed so hard her forehead nearly hit the wall, bounced back, and a short moan escaped against the surface her hands were pressed to.

Rio thrust to the hilt, then stroked her waist a few times. Then he brought his hand around to her front and covered her breast.

“Haha, so tight.”

Coming up behind her, Rio wrapped his arms around her waist, spreading her ass to part her legs slightly.

“Don’t lose your strength… Hold on tight.”

At his words, Seojin lowered her head in embarrassment, but the sensation of him penetrating deep inside her devoured her consciousness once more.

“Ngh, haah… Uuh…!”

With every upward thrust of his hips, the sound of their bodies colliding and the obscene noise of wet flesh echoed in the small space.

“……Hahh, the sounds… they’re too… loud…”

“That’s what makes it good, isn’t it?”

Rio brought his lips to her ear, whispering as he moved his hips faster, deeper.

Each time his hands gripped her waist and he drove into her, she swayed, her back pressed against the wall.

Unable to take it any longer, Seojin pressed her forehead to the wall and whimpered.

“……They’ll hear us… really……”

She was worried even by the thudding sound against the wall. But his hand stroked her back before moving down to drive into her hips again.

“I already told you. If you don’t want to get caught, cry more quietly, Kang Seojin.”

Even as her knees buckled, he thrust into her without pause.

“Ah… Ahh…!”

“For the record—I don’t mind if we get caught.”

She trembled, her shoulders shaking as she braced herself against the wall again, trying to hold her ground with her arms instead of her legs. The searing sensation washed over her, once more. And again.

Only after several orgasms, enough to leave her dripping onto the floor, did Rio’s hand grip her waist tightly and thrust deep one last time.

“———!”

Just as the hot, bursting sensation filled her, his lips pressed into the nape of her neck. Seojin squeezed her eyes shut, her head resting against the wall as her whole body trembled.

He stopped moving to catch his breath, and her legs buckled, giving way beneath her. Rio quickly caught her, pulling her back against his chest.

Her body, burned white-hot. Her voice, devoid of breath. Seojin slowly lowered her hands from the wall and sagged against him, letting him hold her.

The feeling of something trickling down her back. He rained whispered kisses on her.

The nape of her neck, her shoulder, her ear, her temple. With every overlap of breath and lips, a stream of affection flowed.

A night of willing corruption. The end of an escapade, unleashed in secret.

The touch and kisses of her accomplice felt more tender than anything. She quietly closed her eyes, trying to swallow her emotions.

But for her, love was something that, when there was too much, was bound to overflow.

Seojin held it in and held it in, until finally, on a thin exhale, she quietly asked.

“…Today… why are you… ……why are you being so good to me…?”

A small tremor ran through even that short question. After blurting it out, Seojin turned her head, a look of surprise on her own face.

Her gaze was filled with the fear that her words might ruin the joy, that she herself might shatter the feeling. What will he say? All that remained was the anxiety flickering in her eyes.

Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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