Where Trust Turned Physical

‘What is wrong with him…He doesn’t know anything, so why is he this attractive….’

Even I, who wasn’t affected by the debuff, felt my body gradually heating up.

A pleasant ache pulsed between my thighs from sexual tension.

Without realizing it, I rubbed myself against Hyeon Jaeyul’s solid thigh and let out a shallow breath.

Unlike me, Hyeon Jaeyul sucked in a sharp breath.

His already broad chest expanded even more as he inhaled.

The sound of his heartbeat kept pounding in my sensitive ears, so fast I started worrying it might actually burst.

If I stripped him, I felt like I’d be able to see his chest visibly fluttering.

‘…Should I actually strip him?’

I was going to anyway, so it shouldn’t matter if I did it now.

“Hyeon Jaeyul. Focus, look at me.”

I called his name gently.

“Jaeyul.”

His eyes were completely clouded with arousal.

Meeting those dark pupils glazed with moisture, I lightly tapped his cheek.

“…Yeah.”

He answered like a sigh, slowly lifting his eyelids.

Smiling, I kissed the corner of his eye and said,

“Can you take your shirt off? I want to touch you, and this is in the way.”

“Ah…!”

Sliding my palm beneath his T-shirt, I murmured into his ear.

Hot, soft skin, and beneath my fingers, the defined grain of split muscle.

When I leisurely rubbed his body with my fingers up to just below his chest, his black eyes brimmed with moisture.

It was obvious from his flushed cheeks that it wasn’t sadness or frustration.

Hyeon Jaeyul stared down at me and nodded very slowly.

I pulled my hand out from under his shirt and sat astride his thigh, watching his movements.

Crossing his arms, he grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and slowly lifted it.

Tanned skin and, as expected, firm abdominal muscles came into view.

In the brief moment his shirt covered his face, I swallowed dryly so he wouldn’t notice.

Clearly defined chest muscles, nipples perfectly positioned on full pectorals that looked ideal to touch.

And that narrow waist tapering down from his broad shoulders.

If he stood up and took off his pants too, I’d definitely lose myself in his body and forget to be considerate of the fact that it was his first time.

Thank god he was sitting.

‘His body… is seriously good.’

The excessive excitement from seeing such a beautiful body sent blood rushing to my head.

I quickly checked whether I was about to get a nosebleed.

After confirming I still looked calm enough, I spoke to Hyeon Jaeyul, who had fully tossed his shirt aside.

“Hyeon Jaeyul, are you scared?”

There wasn’t any deep reason for asking.

The moment he took off his shirt, I felt the entire Hidden Field stir.

A breeze passed through the forest, now gradually regaining its original green as the soot faded.

The black haze from before no longer wavered even when the wind blew.

The system had warned me that the field might recognize me as an ‘enemy.’

‘Then what does this wind mean right now?’

Cool, but faintly chilly.

Like Hyeon Jaeyul’s anticipation and fear.

Hearing my question, Hyeon Jaeyul shook his head slightly, his face cool and composed when his mouth was closed.

“No. That’s not it.”

After answering briefly, he lifted his eyes and looked straight at me.

Then he asked,

“Can I touch you too?”

At that moment, light began to pour into the dark forest.

Warm sunlight spilled down behind my back as I leaned against the sky and looked at Hyeon Jaeyul.

“You’re not afraid of me?”

Hearing the gentleness in his voice, I realized it.

He didn’t see me as an enemy.

He saw me as someone to protect.

I felt that I had safely crossed his line and stepped fully inside him.

I didn’t answer his question.

Instead, I met his gaze and, just like he had, grabbed the hem of my T-shirt.

Looking straight into his dark eyes, I slowly lifted it up.

Hyeon Jaeyul’s Adam’s apple bobbed noticeably as he followed my movements.

When I peeled off my shirt, my body—pale from barely seeing sunlight for a year—was revealed.

There were black scorch marks here and there, but it wasn’t too bad to look at.

Thanks to eating properly, my chest had filled out enough not to look overly fragile.

Though, of course, it couldn’t compare to his massive chest.

Shirtless, I grabbed his thick arms and placed them over my stomach.

His open palm was so large it covered my entire abdomen, his fingers reaching all the way up to my chest.

Looking down at that massive hand, I joked,

“Your hands are huge. Don’t tell me… it’s just as big down there.”

“…Would that be bad?”

He asked hesitantly.

Honestly, I’d already been able to roughly guess from the heavy presence against my thigh.

Still.

‘Is it really big enough to sound that worried…?’

When I blinked, Hyeon Jaeyul moved the hand I’d placed on my stomach.

Pressing his index and middle fingers as if measuring, he murmured,

“At least… it should reach about here.”

Looking down at where his fingers landed, I felt my face drain of color.

‘That… has to be a joke, right?’

Since this was a dream, I didn’t have to worry about pregnancy even without protection.

But just because it was a dream didn’t mean there was no pain.

I’d felt the cold of the water earlier.

My ankle had throbbed when I fell while holding the balloon.

Pain and sensation were vividly real.

So what would happen if something that size was inserted into me?

I’d never even touched something like that before.

The condition was insertion.

Right.

Insertion….

“Haah….”

Letting out a long sigh, I accepted reality.

Hearing my heavy, dark sigh, Hyeon Jaeyul flinched like he’d done something wrong.

I grabbed his shoulders and called his name.

“Hyeon Jaeyul.”

“Yeah.”

“You can’t put it all in.
Do you think you can hold back?”

He’d said “at least.”

If he went all the way in and hurt me, that would be bad.

Since it was his first time, I needed to set his habits straight now.

But Hyeon Jaeyul answered in an uncertain tone,

“…I don’t know.”

Of course you don’t.

You’ve never done this before.

I kissed his forehead gently, lowered my head, and pressed my lips to his.

Hyeon Jaeyul stared at me with his lips tightly closed.

Smiling against his mouth, I said,

“Just relax your lips naturally.”

He blinked, and the tension left his lips.

Holding his jaw, I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth.

I knew my small tongue couldn’t give him overwhelming pleasure.

I just wanted him to feel even a fraction of what I’d feel during insertion.

After fully sealing our lips, I slid my tongue deeper, pushing against the smooth interior.

When I gently rubbed his exposed palate, Hyeon Jaeyul’s waist jerked.

As if he wanted to tangle his tongue with mine, his tongue began to chase after it.

Keeping our lips together, I slipped my thumb between his lips.

The sudden intrusion made him breathe rapidly in surprise.

I pressed his tongue down with my thumb and pushed in until he couldn’t endure anymore.

Only after I saw tears well up at the corners of his eyes did I pull my lips away and slowly withdraw my wet finger.

“Haah…What was that just now? Why your finger….”

“That was hard, right?”

“…A little.”

Licking my damp finger, I smiled at him.

“When you go all the way in later, I’ll feel like that too. So can you be careful?”

“Ah.”

Watching me lick my finger, Hyeon Jaeyul let out a small sound of realization.

“Yeah. I’ll be careful.”

He said it with conviction.

It was his first time, and he was under the system’s ‘Heat’ debuff.

He was obviously not going to have perfect control.

Yet that certainty in his voice made me want to trust him.

‘Alright. I’ll trust you once.’

Even if he got too excited and went all the way in… well.

It’s a dream.

I could forgive it once.

Uncharacteristically generous, I thought that.

Then first…

‘I’ll teach him foreplay.’

“You need to remember everything I do to you.”

I warned him, gently rubbing his chest with my wet fingers.

“And then do everything I did to you three times more carefully and gently to me. Insertion comes after that.”

As I said that, I pinched his nipple hard.

“Hng.”

Hyeon Jaeyul dropped his head.

Grabbing his chin, I made him meet my eyes.

“Answer me. Got it?”

“…Yeah.”

“Good. Good boy.”

He lifted his head at my gesture and answered obediently.

I patted his head and lowered myself.

I planned to teach him how to enjoy things, starting with his chest.

“Ah…!”

He tensed his body, trying not to move.

It was the moment I thoroughly teased his chest and slid my hand down to stroke him.

His pants were already damp.

He’d already come twice.

And yet, feeling his still-hard length, I made a faintly tired face.

‘He came that much and he’s still this aroused.’