Deal Breaker - Chapter 117
Kanghyeon kissed the corner of the woman’s eye as she panted, just like back then, and whispered tenderly.
“You were pretty that day too.”
Hyeji’s eyes, which had been lazily closed, flew wide open.
That day, this man had kept telling Hyeji she was pretty the entire time he taught her s*x. She had believed all this time that they were just empty words meant to soothe her, and that she’d only confused herself and wavered because of them. But to think he’d meant it.
“Hyeji-ya.”
With a hand that caressed the deepest part of her body while giving off a strange, decadent air despite its neatness, he called her name affectionately in a voice so low it was almost secretive. Her heart pounded as if it would burst, just like the first time.
Her name, slipping into her ear on his low voice after her first climax. The man who dug deep into the cracks of her heart, which had been shaken to its core as new sensations awakened. That was how her first love, and her one-sided love, had begun.
But that one-sided love was finally over.
“You said you used to have a crush on me.”
When Kanghyeon opened like this, a question usually followed.
‘What was the trigger?’
But today, the faint smile of a victor spreading across his lips made it different from usual.
“Was this the trigger?”
Ah, the inhibitor. I let my guard down and then he read my head completely, this fox.
Now that it was no longer just one-sided love, there was no need to keep it a secret. Still, she’d planned not to tell him to the end, afraid he’d start abusing his ‘surefire way to shake Noh Hyeji’s concrete heart.’ But she’d fallen into a sweet trap.
“Well, you used it a lot even when you didn’t know, so.”
That was true. But you could only trust yourself to flutter when there was no intention to make you flutter. Now she’d end up doubting him every time he called her name.
“Why doubt it. If your heart flutters, it flutters.”
Kanghyeon pulled the stiff-faced Hyeji tightly into his arms, pressing their bodies together. His words came out muffled as he rubbed his lips against the sweat-damp nape of her neck.
“That’s a relief. My Hyeji, if your heart flutters every time I call your name, then your heart won’t leave me.”
Why did he think her heart would leave someday? That he was still anxious. Had this man somehow turned into an Esper with abnormal possessiveness toward his Guide, or was I, a hopeless loner, still the problem.
They’d spent 14 days, 336 hours, entirely alone together, and she’d already changed into someone who knew how to express herself.
“Kanghyeon-ssi.”
Kanghyeon, who had been burying his lips at her nape, responded with a vague sound close to a hum.
“I don’t want guiding or s*x anymore.”
“Then?”
Only then did he lift his head and ask.
Before answering, Hyeji parted her lips slightly. Saying something this old-fashioned and cringe-worthy out loud made her mouth hesitate.
But there was no more accurate way to express the desire she was feeling right now.
“Do you want to make love with me?”
If him calling her name had made love sprout in Noh Hyeji’s chest, then the moment she called it love, flames rose in Han Kanghyeon’s heart.
“Yeah. Let’s make love.”
Kanghyeon turned Hyeji around to face him. He held her gaze steadily, then kissed her, and unlike before, every movement was slow, as if they were performing a solemn ritual.
When they guided, they’d armed themselves with reason like professional partners, exercised restraint, and pursued maximum effect and efficiency, quickly matching only below the waist.
When they had s*x, they’d lost all reason like a pair of beasts being chased, desperately devouring each other’s bodies.
But when they made love, they savored each other leisurely, like master sommeliers trying to imprint the most precious glass of wine they’d ever encountered on their minds, from the first sip to the last drop.
That flavor was more intense than when they hastily swallowed each other whole.
“Ah, ha, ahh!”
Throughout it all, Hyeji could only let out helpless moans and didn’t say a single word. There was no need. Kanghyeon looked into her eyes and read everything, what she liked and what she didn’t, changing his movements skillfully.
Amid the longest and most explosive climax she’d had since their first guiding, Hyeji made a vow.
From now on, even when we have s*x, I’ll take off the inhibitor.
In guiding, in that inexplicable anomaly brought about by the mysteries of the universe, the two converged into a single cell, then into a single wave.
Humans, nothing more than cosmic dust, shrank and shrank further, returning to the smallest unit of the universe. She shed all those complexities that were far too much for such small beings. She felt liberated.
It was true freedom, something they could enjoy only when together.
The unified sensation slowly faded away. Even after returning to two separate humans, they didn’t pull apart their bodies that were still joined, holding each other for a long time.
“I love you…”
“I love you too.”
Because destiny alone, as a matched Esper and Guide, wasn’t the only thing binding the two of them together.
