Chapter 84: An Unforgettable Thrill [R-18]

Seojin, completely drained, remained leaning against Rio’s shoulder even after he set her down. The warmth was already fading from her damp skin, but a fine tremor still shivered deep inside her.

“Hah… ah…”

Between her soft gasps, Rio’s hand pushed aside the collar of his own shirt, which she was wearing. The movement revealed a bruised bite mark.

“This kind of stimulation isn’t so bad either.”

Rio pushed Seojin’s head aside and chuckled, lightly tracing the mark. Seojin said nothing, her head bowed toward the empty air, but the heat spreading across her cheeks had yet to subside.

Just then, Rio’s hand began to travel slowly down her thigh. A sticky trail had trickled down her inner thigh, now growing cold in the chilly breeze.

“What a mess. You’ve dripped everywhere.”

With those words, he picked up the panties he had stuffed inside his pocket. Then, starting from her calf and moving upward, he used them to wipe away the fluid that had run down her leg.

“Ah…! Don’t…! I have to wear those…”

But Rio didn’t answer. He seemed to be savoring the sensation of wiping away her slick fluids with her own underwear.

“How can you wear these? Take off your socks, too.”

After wiping away the mess of her fluids mixed with his own semen and cleaning between her legs, Rio crumpled the panties into a ball in one hand and brought them right up to her nose.

The moment the fabric touched the tip of her nose, he smiled playfully.

“This isn’t a walk with an un-house-trained puppy, you know…”

“…Stop it! That’s enough! I can’t… I can’t go anywhere like this…”

Thump. Thump. Seojin weakly struck Rio’s chest a couple of times before slumping to the ground. She couldn’t possibly walk around in socks soaked with her own juices, so she took them off, her face flushed a blotchy red.

A clumsy mix of anger and shame filled her eyes.

“I really… I hate this, Rio…”

“Haha, you’re being cute.”

His face was bright with laughter, showing not a hint of remorse for having nearly broken a woman just moments before.

“That’s it. Just go on without me.”

“Without you, I have no reason to be here.”

Rio smiled, bending his knees to brush the dirt from Seojin’s pants.

“Get up. Unless you’re really going to piss yourself.”

He then placed a hand on her waist as if to support her, pulling up her pants and fastening the button and zipper. It was all so natural, so nonchalant.

Seojin pouted, her head whipping to the side, unable to meet his gaze.

In front of her, Rio began to unbutton his own shirt. It smelled of sweat, but so did she. He took it off and tied it around her waist.

“Alright. I went too far. But—”

He clasped his hands behind her hips, pulling her into a light embrace to keep her from escaping, and showed her a lazy smile.

“The parade and the fireworks later… you’re not going to wait for them? You were looking forward to it.”

“…”

“It’s not like we’ll be back anytime soon.”

Rio pressed a soft, quick kiss to the nape of her neck. Then to the side of her cheek, next to her ear, along her jawline. Peck, peck.

He kissed her here and there, pretending to be affectionate, pretending to apologize. Pretending to soothe her.

Even as Seojin pushed against him in protest, she eventually gave in.

“…Why do you act like… we’ll never come back?”

The words finally escaped her, full of disappointment.

Rio’s dimples deepened as he smiled, feeling a perverse sense of pleasure at the sight of Seojin, who clearly had no intention of running away from him.

She had just been angry about being fucked outdoors… and yet that was what was important to her.

“So you’ll come back even if I do this kind of thing again? Hmm?”

As his hand started kneading her breast again, Seojin pressed her lips together, silent for a long moment. Her gaze was fixed somewhere on the floor below his shoulder, her eyelashes trembling faintly.

A few seconds passed in silence. Finally, she spoke in a small, thin voice.

“…Do we… have to do things like this… to come here?”

Her voice trembled slightly. It sounded less like a reprimand and more like a sulky complaint, a mix of hope and disappointment. At her words, Rio’s smile vanished.

Seojin squeezed her eyes shut. She bit the corner of her lip, wondering if she’d made a mistake, but her emotions were already spilling out.

“I thought… I thought you were enjoying it, too.”

She knew she shouldn’t have trusted this man in the first place. Her tone was thick with emotion, her true feelings, which she had tried so hard to suppress, now laid bare.

Only then did Rio let go of his playful demeanor, quietly placing a kiss on her forehead. He whispered, “It’s not like that.”

His voice was endlessly gentle. That softness was sometimes pleasant to hear, and though Seojin didn’t believe his lie, she decided to let herself be fooled.

When his hands slid up her waist and pulled her into his arms, she didn’t resist. There was a quiet stillness after the wave of emotion had passed, leaving behind only her own lingering warmth and sincerity.

“What do you do when you want to make me happy? It’s the same thing here…”

At his words, Seojin closed her eyes, refusing to meet his deep gaze, which was fixed on her as if he were in love. Her heart, now so close to his, pounded loudly.

“…Sometimes I wish you would just say it.”

The words that fell from her lips sounded like a complaint, or perhaps a plea. Her still-flushed cheek touched his neck, and the distance between them needed no further explanation.

After all, he was the kind of man who, after sating his own desires, was more than capable of acting in a way that met her ideals.

“I know. Like this.”

Mwah. Mwah. Held in his gentle embrace, she met his lips. Her breathing was neither rough nor frantic. But that didn’t mean it was cold.

In fact, for Seojin, it was more than enough.

Except for their clothes, their position was no different from before. His arms were wrapped around her waist, his legs tangled with hers. But facing the man who was now fulfilling her emotional needs, Seojin was decidedly different.

She was like a wild animal that had come to him unbidden, settling into his lap.

Rio watched her quietly and smiled. Those eyes, that subtly dazed expression. The way she silently brought her lips to his and sucked on them—mwah—was so cute that he played along.

Instead of telling her she was tamed, he wrapped his arms around her gently and whispered in her ear.

“I’m happy I came here with you today.”

Beautiful, good, cute. He didn’t need to say anything else; her kisses said it all. If she could wish for just one more thing.

“—I love you.”

That one thing would be enough.

Inside his cage, one he could discard at any moment, Seojin knew. She knew that if she took the bait before she starved, she would have to endure even more unbearable things, that she could never escape. And still, she stayed here, docile.

They decided to skip the rest of the rides and rest on a secluded bench, sharing a bit of bickering, a hint of sensuality, and a peace that came from an escape far greater than their everyday lives.

Later, as evening fell, the parade area lit up and music filled the air. Cheers erupted from all around as glittering characters formed a vibrant procession.

“Wow, I can see it.”

Seojin was sitting in front of Rio, not too close to the parade route.

At first, it was just a spot to watch from, but the atmosphere changed when he wrapped a large blanket around them, his arms naturally coming around her to pull her waist closer.

“You can?”

“Hey, I want to watch, you know…?”

Realizing he had no interest in the parade, even though it was perfectly visible to anyone with eyes, Seojin muttered under her breath like a ventriloquist. But the moment she felt his breath on the back of her neck, she fell silent.

Rio’s hand slowly moved past her waist, stroking her thigh.

The warmth and slight pressure through her pants, combined with the music thundering through the crowd, didn’t dull Seojin’s senses. Instead, it made them sharper.

“Ugh, you should know… there are kids here…”

“We’re under a blanket. If they can figure it out, they must be prodigies.”

He brought his lips to her ear and whispered lowly, and Seojin’s shoulders gave a small shudder.

“I could even open the blanket and give them an early lesson as a bonus, but you… you’re far too lewd for sex ed.”

His hand, which had been stroking her inner thigh, now lingered near her sex. It was a place covered by fabric, but even so, it was growing hotter and hotter, matching the thrill of the afternoon.

“You get soaked with just a little touch…”

As his hand refused to stop, Seojin reflexively grabbed his wrist. But her grip was weak. It wasn’t a sign of wanting him to stop, but rather a signal that she couldn’t take it anymore.

“Rio…!”

“Shh. If you don’t make a sound—and don’t move too much—no one will know. Everyone’s looking that way.”

With those words, Rio gave a slight push at her waist. Seojin curled into herself, pressing deeper into his embrace.

He held her from behind. To any onlooker, they were just an affectionate couple. No one could know how she was swallowing her breath.

With his right hand wrapped around her waist, he slid his left hand slowly down below her stomach. His fingers fumbled at the gap in her pants above the button, their intention clear.

As if mesmerized, Seojin dropped her head and squeezed her thighs together without thinking. But Rio simply pushed his own leg between her knees, forcing them apart again.

“Ngh…!”

Seojin bit her lip hard, surrendering her body to the beat of the parade drums.

“Look ahead. There goes another one.”

Every time the lights swept over her eyes, Rio whispered in her ear. She knew what he meant, who he was talking about, without him having to say it.

“Feeling me, right here in the middle of all these people… it’s not bad.”

“Per… vert…”

Her eyes trembled, unable to focus. Each time the lights passed over her, her breathless expression crumbled, not from emotion, but from pure sensation.

Squelch—

“Want to wave, too?”

Rio acted as if he were about to playfully lift the blanket. Even as, underneath it, in the gap no one could see, he took Seojin’s hand and shoved it against her own pussy.

Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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