Chapter 9
This… was the first time.
Her vision went black, then white, and unfamiliar sensations washed over her.
Seized by sudden fear, Yuri clutched his shoulder and pleaded.
“Ah, wait… just a moment!”
But despite her desperate plea, Shinwoo did not stop.
Everything was so new that she didn’t even know if what was happening was right.
Yuri trembled, startled by the warmth of his fingers slipping inside, and whimpered.
“Huh….”
It was only then that Yuri began to realize her helplessness. She was enduring something utterly impossible, yet she could not resist his touch.
“I’ll warn you in advance,” he said.
“Ah….”
“Don’t expect any kindness from me.”
In fact, Shinwoo had never shown such persistent patience, not even with fleeting lovers.
It was annoyingly inconvenient that the woman who had stirred him after so long was a virgin with no experience with men.
Yuri bit her lower lip tightly and looked up at him with eyes full of resentment.
To her, he delivered another blunt remark.
“You should have prepared yourself for all of this.”
Honestly, putting effort and care into a step like this felt bothersome. All he wanted was to claim the vulnerable woman before him at once.
He knew it would normally require time—the kind of time for a path that had never been walked—but did he really need to bother? Especially with someone who had come to ask him a favor.
Shinwoo took a brief breath and looked down at Yuri. She was flustered, unsure how to respond to unfamiliar sensations.
Her skin, pale as a blank sheet of paper, was beginning to flush, either from embarrassment or arousal.
He had only touched her slightly, yet her fragile reason wavered under the impulse of her unruly instincts.
“Haa.”
She had no idea what thoughts were stirring within him. Exactly as he expected.
Her gaze grew cloudy, and Yuri, trembling faintly, whimpered beneath him. She could hardly bear it.
It was unbelievable to her that a stranger could invade her so completely.
Shame welled up to the tips of her hair, and tears flowed. Her body shivered from sensations she could neither name as fear nor excitement.
“Please… just finish quickly…!”
Finally, she surrendered. This was beyond what she could endure.
She had underestimated the situation. Even though she had agonized over her decision, it now felt frighteningly insignificant.
The creeping sense of regret and danger made her heart sink.
“You finally realize it’s not going to be easy, huh?”
Yet Yuri had misjudged one thing: her trembling, fragile state only increased his interest.
Shinwoo felt an intoxicating satisfaction watching the once steadfast woman collapse beneath him.
“Just… just hurry…”
She pressed him, as if desperate to escape a horrific nightmare—unaware that her urging served only him.
“Don’t tempt me,” he warned.
How would she react if she knew what came next would be far more overwhelming?
“Ah…!”
With every merciless move, her thighs quivered pitifully.
Shinwoo seemed intent on inflicting her with humiliation.
Pleasure intertwined with pain drove her into a depthless abyss.
Her wavering, confused eyes met his sharp, determined gaze.
He watched Yuri crumble beneath him, licking the traces on his lips.
The more he tasted, the more he felt a heat coiling in his core. Gritting his teeth, he roughly swept her hair back.
Yuri buried her reddened face in the pillow, trying to retreat from him, curling her body forward.
But she could not overcome his overwhelming strength.
He grasped her waist with unyielding force, pulling her closer.
She was helpless, lying face down.
He pressed his lips to her shoulder, her body trembling from unfamiliar sensations.
The soft contact under his lips sent ripples of pleasure through her, and he sighed deeply, his gaze darkened.
“Haa… you’ll need to get used to this. We’re not stopping after just this once.”
He forced her to meet his eyes.
“Did you really think this would end after just one time?”
Shinwoo leaned over her back, speaking slowly.
“Your conscience is almost nonexistent.”
“Ugh…!”
He was right. By their agreement, she had consented to whatever he wanted.
Yet she had imagined it would be a fleeting impulse, something that would last just one night. That after this, he wouldn’t come back for her.
He shattered that expectation without mercy.
“Did you think I’m the type to indulge once and discard you?” he asked, a hint of laughter in his voice.
“Sorry, that’s not exactly my style.”
Defeated, Yuri wished she could become accustomed to the act.
Exposing herself entirely beneath him embarrassed her.
No matter how hard she tried to push him away, her body betrayed her, heating up and losing composure.
Though the relentless act exhausted her, his heat startled her, and his touch made her flinch, igniting her further.
“Ahh!”
Unfamiliar sensations and first-time pleasure gnawed at her reason. She moaned, unable to contain herself.
Her shameful voice escaped to someone she would never have wanted to hear it from.
He chuckled lowly near her ear each time.
She squeezed her eyes shut, burying her head in the pillow, wishing desperately for this humiliating moment to end.
But her blurred vision suddenly flared like a cascade of stars, then went black again.
She couldn’t even exhale or moan. She lifted her head unknowingly, stiffening her neck.
A deep shiver coursed through her, making her forget to breathe.
“Ah… ah…”
Before she could adjust to the piercing sensations, Shinwoo continued his electrifying stimulus.
Her upper body lifted on its own. Even the change in position felt unfamiliar, and she flailed instinctively.
He held her tightly, whispering.
“How does it feel? Good?”
It was a genuine question—was it only pleasurable for him, or for her as well?
“Ah… ugh…!”
He drove her relentlessly, and Yuri had to endure both the overwhelming intensity and the uncontrollable reactions of her body.
“Haah… hhh…”
The subsequent exhaustion left her even more bewildered.
Just when she thought it was over, a lingering unease remained, as if something was missing.
Sudden, extreme shock swept over her. Unimaginable, indescribable pain tore through her.
“Ah… ah…!”
