A Natural Accident

Selene considered the time she hadn’t seen him.
It had been quite a while.
‘But I had to focus on piano practice during that time.’
That was probably why she hadn’t particularly thought of him.
Which meant it was closer to not having missed him.
As Selene delayed her answer, the light in Theron’s sparkling eyes gradually dimmed.
He looked just like a dog letting its tail droop limply.
“I didn’t miss you, but I was glad to see you a moment ago.”
Selene shared her honest feelings, along with the fleeting impression she had when she first saw him.
The dimming light in Theron’s eyes rekindled.
“That’s a big change. That’s more than enough for me.”
Theron was optimistic.
Selene figured it was fine as long as he seemed happy, whether he was overinterpreting her words or not, and led him inside.
However, before heading to the drawing-room, Selene stopped Theron.
“Would you mind waiting here for a moment? I left my gloves in the piano room.”
It felt strange to be bare-handed when not playing the piano.
“Let’s go together.”
Theron said without hesitation.
He used to have a sharp look on his face whenever the piano was mentioned, but after playing together, Theron had softened considerably.
Nodding, Selene headed towards the piano room.
When she opened the mahogany door, she saw the white gloves she had left on the grand piano.
“You always seem to be wearing gloves. Is there a reason?”
At Theron’s question, Selene looked at him.
Theron avoided her gaze and muttered awkwardly.
“…Pianists who value the sensation in their hands don’t usually wear gloves. It certainly looks more formal to wear them, but…”
“I don’t wear gloves for formality.”
Selene replied calmly.
Theron’s gaze, which had been wandering, returned to her.
“Then…?”
“It’s because my hands are dry. I play the piano all day, so my fingertips tend to crack, and I wear gloves to protect them. It might seem fussy, but it’s important to me.”
“Ah…”
Theron, letting out a dazed sound, asked, “May I ask how much you practice a day?”
“Usually 10 hours. Even that doesn’t feel like enough these days, so I’ve been playing late into the night.”
Theron’s mouth hung open in surprise.
“Your fingers must be worn to the bone…”
“The piano is the most important thing to me. It’s only natural to pour my time into it.”
Selene was nonchalant, showing no sign of boasting about her efforts.
For her, practicing the piano was as routine as breathing.
In contrast, Theron stared at Selene, unable to hide his surprised expression.
“If you don’t mind, may I take a closer look at your hands?”
Selene nodded.
“You let me see your hands in detail, Mr. Theron.”
With permission granted, Theron lifted Selene’s hand to examine it.
As if to prove her words were no exaggeration, her nails were short, unlike those of ordinary women, and her fingertips were rough.
Then, Theron’s brow furrowed as if something was not to his liking.
He soon let go of her hand.
“…Thank you for allowing me. I was curious what the hands of a recognized pianist looked like.”
Theron muttered and was about to move away from Selene when she suddenly pulled on his necktie.
Their faces became so close their noses almost touched.
“Why, all of a sudden…”
Theron, who had been frowning at Selene’s eyes, which were right in front of him, quickly blushed.
“I want to kiss you.”
Theron blinked rapidly.
“So abruptly?”
“Was there ever a time when it wasn’t abrupt?”
“That’s true, but…”
“If you don’t want to, then forget it. I don’t want to commit sexual assault.”
Kissing was already part of Selene’s plan.
The reason she had made an appointment with him today was for this very act.
It was not only to receive inspiration but also because she wanted to delve deeper into this curious feeling of her body heating up whenever she kissed him.
Of course, she hadn’t planned to bring up the topic of kissing so suddenly, but when they unexpectedly came to the piano room together and she was reminded of the time they kissed while sitting on the stool, Selene immediately brought it up.
A hesitant Theron stroked his lips and then met her eyes.
“How could I not want to? I’m ready anytime.”
“Then that’s great.”
Theron’s body, felt up close, was already a little hot.
The red flush that had spread over his skin beneath his lowered eyes made him look like a drunk person.
Theron’s breathing quickened, and without wasting time, he pulled Selene’s waist and kissed her.
Peck, peck.
Theron, who had lightly sucked on her lips a few times, pressed his lips deeply against hers.
Gasp.
As Selene was caught off guard and her breath was taken away, she unknowingly faltered, and Theron held her waist even tighter to prevent her from moving away.
As his tongue licked and sucked her lips, and darted like a snake through the parted gap, Selene’s mind gradually became hazy.
Selene was simply amazed by the man who could become so immersed the moment their lips touched.
However, Selene’s impression did not last long.
Even though the space, which usually only heard the clear sound of the piano, was now filled with the sloppy sound of their tongues intertwining, Selene did not find it strange and rather wanted to get…
‘Closer.’
When her thoughts reached that point, Selene pressed her chest against Theron’s and grabbed his arm.
Theron, reacting to Selene’s action, moved his hand and squeezed the lump of flesh that was pressed against his broad chest.
A curious sensation spread from the breast held in Theron’s large hand.
Even while feeling the heat rise from that unfamiliar sensation, Selene inwardly mulled it over.
‘He squeezed the lump of flesh… squeezed the lump of flesh…’
That meant Theron was touching her breast.
‘…Touching? Without permission?’
A cold chill instantly spread through Selene’s cloudy eyes.
As Selene’s intertwining tongue stopped as if frozen and her body stiffened, Theron also began to sense that something was wrong.
Theron, who had pulled his lips away, looked down at what his hand was holding.
He was holding Selene’s right breast.
He hurriedly made an excuse.
“Ah, this is…”
Even then, Theron’s hand was still on Selene’s breast.
Selene, without hesitation, raised her hand and swung it towards the messy beast’s cheek.
“Wa-wait!”
Thwack.
But it was caught before it could reach his cheek.
Theron seemed more flustered that he had stopped the incoming hand.
“I grabbed it without realizing it. My natural reflexes…”
Before Theron could babble on any further, Selene immediately kicked him in the shin.
This time, his natural reflexes couldn’t protect him.
“Ugh…”
Theron bent over and clutched his aching shin.
Even so, Selene’s anger was not completely appeased.
A hot sensation still lingered on the breast Theron’s hand had touched, and it made Selene angry yet confused.
Strictly speaking, even though he had touched her breast without permission, it wasn’t unbearably unpleasant or bad.
Rather, that action seemed so natural, something that had to be done to relieve the body’s heat, that Selene almost failed to recognize the wrongdoing.
Yes.
Perhaps the fault lay there.
The fact that Theron Cox had acted so naturally.
He acted as if this had happened before, no, as if it had happened often.
Although she had noticed that Theron was lying to her to some extent, being skilled with women was a pretty important issue.
Beyond being good at kissing as if performing tricks with his tongue, the fact that he touched her breast so naturally meant that he might not just have experience with women, but could be a womanizer.
“Are you angry?”
Theron had the eyes of a dog whining after being ignored by its master.
It wasn’t good that this large man kept looking like a dog.
“I touched you without realizing it. You might not understand, Miss Selene, but it’s not easy to restrain yourself while kissing a woman you like… but this is my fault, without any room for excuse. So, you can be as angry as you want…”
“Let’s just call it a day.”
Selene cut off Theron’s words and replied coldly.
It seemed better to think about it calmly over time rather than lashing out on the spot.
Whether she had been deceived by the plausible acting of Theron Cox, who claimed everything was his first time, and whether he was a womanizer who had approached her to engrave his name on his trophy.
“Miss Selene, it’s not good to think alone. We need to talk things out to avoid misunderstandings.”
Theron seemed quite desperate.
“There’s no misunderstanding. The only fact that remains is that you touched my breast without permission.”
“Didn’t you grope my chest during the kiss too, Miss Selene!”
It was a rebuttal full of resentment.