Chapter 162.1

Chapter 162.1

Wooshin hastily loosened his bowtie and yanked down her zipper.

Seoryeong had driven them to this hunting lodge warehouse in the old Jeep borrowed from the kind lady’s husband.

The two clung to each other’s backs and heads, their lips crashing together mindlessly. Hot flesh pressed against tender inner membranes before sweeping up in slow, heated strokes.

Wooshin pried her parted lips wider, ravaging her mouth without restraint.

Even in the darkness, their hands groped blindly. Frantic kisses collided haphazardly against cheeks, jaws, and the nape of her neck. Wooshin shrugged off his jacket without breaking contact for even a second.

He sucked greedily at every inch of her, as if no amount could ever be enough.

“Where the h*ll even is this place?” He asked.

“Somewhere that’ll become our place for a long, long time.”

“But if we have s*x here carelessly, all kinds of mites-“

Just as Wooshin frowned and glanced around the pitch-black warehouse, Seoryeong struck a match and lit the scented candles she’d prepared in advance. A carefully arranged little space came into view.

A soft quilted blanket was spread in a circle, with a cute picnic basket and cushions neatly arranged.

He cut himself off mid-sentence and turned to stare at her, his widened eyes clearly surprised.

“We’ve never done it outside before.”

Seoryeong pointed upward, as if to say look at that. Though only the skeletal beams of the roof remained now, the sky beyond stretched open like a spill of stars.

Struck silent by the breathtaking sight, Wooshin quietly undid the rest of his shirt buttons. Still, unwilling to lay her directly on the floor, he sat down first.

Seoryeong tugged her straps down and climbed onto him. The moment she did, his mouth latched onto the soft, exposed swell of her bre*sts, now bare to the night air.

“Hah!”

His pointed tongue pressed against her npple. He took a full mouthful of her brest, sucking hard at the plump are*la until it stiffened into a tight peak, then flattened again under his relentless attention. Seoryeong tangled her fingers in his hair, holding him to her chest.

“Nn… Ah!”

‘No, this isn’t right. Something’s wrong.’

Frowning, Seoryeong stared at Wooshin’s clear-headed intensity.

‘Why is the dr*g not working?’

She stiffened slightly as she watched her wet n*pple glisten.

‘I definitely used an anesthetic, did I accidentally grab animal pheromones instead? No, that’s impossible…’ Her unease only grew when Wooshin suddenly gripped her bottom.

‘This bastard… is he even human?’

Since ingesting injectable dr*gs orally usually had little effect, she’d stolen Rompun, a veterinary anesthetic from the hunting lodge, and mixed a heavy dose into his water.

She’d used a lot.

Enough that he should’ve at least fallen into a drowsy stupor. Using animal-grade anesthetics on a human wasn’t just illegal, it was borderline attempted murder. But now, Seoryeong regretted not being even bolder.

“Turn over.”

His hand slid past her underwear, fingers reaching the damp seam between her legs. After teasing her clenched entrance, he suddenly flipped her onto her stomach, as if deciding this position wouldn’t do.

“Don’t touch the ground, just brace against my knees.”

Wooshin yanked her pant*es down to her thighs and buried his face between her legs.

“Wait!”

“You’re the one who wanted to do it here.”

“Ngh..!”

“Be good. Just look at the stars for a bit. I’ll make it quick.”

Like a wild dog, he bowed his head and dragged his tongue up her perineum. This—Ngh… No… At the slick, lingering caresses, Seoryeong bit her lower lip.

The thought of her exposed s*x being fully visible from behind made her face burn.

‘When the hell is the dr*g supposed to kick in…?!’

His broad tongue pressed down and lapped slowly at her tight entrance.

‘No! I can’t let this happen. As Seoryeong tried to crawl away, he gripped her thighs and sank his teeth into her flushed, clenching folds.’

“Hhng!”

Lost in frenzy, he buried his face deeper, drenching her swollen flesh until it glistened. Schlick, slurp- the obscene sounds of him greedily sucking up her juices reached her ears.

‘The dr*g. I definitely gave him a lot! So why…!’

“Wait, just wait.”

Seoryeong thrashed, but Wooshin pinned her down and speared her with the rigid tip of his tongue. When he pushed harder, it slid in smoothly, as if sucked in.

“Hah. No, stop!”

As the wet muscle plunged in and out, Seoryeong gritted her teeth, a moan slipping free. Wooshin spread her thighs wider, twisting his head as if kissing her.

Every time his tongue thrust into her soaked heat, a lewd squelch echoed. He was the one who’d been dr*gged, yet her vision was starting to blur.

“Nngh… Hah!”

Their damp breaths and heated skin rubbed relentlessly. Her s*x pulsed unbearably; her arms trembled. Each time his teeth grazed her tender flesh, her vision flashed white. She felt like she’d collapse face-first any second.

“Han Seoryeong… Did you put something in me?”

“What?! Don’t talk nonsense!”

“Why so defensive? Could have slipped it on your fingers and shoved it right in.”

“You!”

“Otherwise, this doesn’t make sense.”

“Ngh!”

“Why’re you even wetter? Fuck, the smell’s driving me insane.”

His sharp voice suddenly thickened, his words slurring drunkenly. Even his lips, which had been sucking at her slick folds, paused mid-motion.

Seoryeong, who’d been counting silently in her head, glanced back. Drowsiness was creeping into the corners of his eyes.

“Ha…”

Finally!

Anyone else would have collapsed long ago. She’d dr*gged him right before they got in the Jeep, how the hell had he held out this long?

Shame burning through her, Seoryeong pushed free. Wooshin’s teeth scraped her labia one last time, sending heat flaring across her face.

This fucking bastard… Pleasure surged, her lower belly quaking, but then his hand dropped limply.

“….”

His unfocused eyes blinked once before his head lolled forward. Seoryeong stared, then brushed back the hair clinging to his forehead.

‘Goodbye. Sleep well.’

‘The moment you wake up, your hell begins.’