After the Rift Fell Silent

My entrance fluttered on its own, completely beyond my control.

With my forehead resting against his chest, I glanced downward and saw his slick, arousal-soaked shaft repeatedly plunging in and out of me.

Watching the blurred sight through tear-wet vision, I let out a moan.

My lower abdomen lifted slightly each time he went deep.

He was too big.

With something that large, Jeong Iheon forced his way through my narrow entrance and struck my cervix again and again.

It felt like my mind was coming apart.

Every time he hit my cervix, an ugly, broken moan spilled out of me.

When he finally twisted his hips and pressed hard against my cervix, my climax burst free in a rush.

He was so focused on driving into me that he didn’t even notice his own pants getting soaked.

The nape of his neck that I was clinging to was damp with sweat.

His breath scattered constantly against my ear.

For a moment, the expression on Jeong Iheon’s face looked unfamiliar.

“Y-your expression… hhk… it’s scary.”

“Is it?”

Jeong Iheon, who hadn’t said a word and had been focused solely on forcing his shape into me, answered in a low voice when he heard my breaking words.

He replied, but made no attempt to hide his expression.

Each time he snapped his hips forward, my entire body convulsed, tears spilling.

My inner walls clenched and spasmed around him, slick sounds echoing as I came again.

At some point, I couldn’t even keep up with his movements.

Clinging to his neck, all I could register was the motion of his s*x filling me completely.

When my arms finally lost strength and loosened around his neck, Jeong Iheon paused.

He wrapped both arms tightly around my waist and pressed our bodies fully together, then began thrusting rapidly, as if he’d only been holding back until now.

“Ah— hhk!”

Even as his cock slammed relentlessly into me, I couldn’t escape or twist away, trapped tightly in his arms.

My inner walls clenched violently as I clung to him through successive climaxes.

He drove upward, pounding my cervix hard.

After moving rapidly for a long while, Jeong Iheon stopped the moment my body went slack.

Holding me tightly, he came.

I felt hot liquid flooding deep inside me.

“Haa….”

After finishing, he exhaled and loosened the arms holding me just slightly.

I sagged against his shoulder, completely spent.

I was exhausted.

So, so exhausted.

Jeong Iheon had been the one moving, but I was the only one drenched in sweat and fluids, limp and shaking.

My stomach felt awful.

It was like I’d just done exercise intense enough to make me vomit.

My body still throbbed from repeated climaxes, and my entrance kept twitching helplessly.

Even after finishing, Jeong Iheon held me for a long while, only letting go once my insides finally began to settle.

When his s*x slipped out, cloudy fluid followed.

Only then did Jeong Iheon take in the state of his ruined pants and my condition.

“Doya, are you okay?”

“Ugh….”

Did I look okay?

Suppressing my nausea, I yanked hard on his hair.

“I think I’m going to throw up….”

“It’s okay if you do.”

“I’m sorry.”

“That was really hard on you.”

He patted my back, looking genuinely apologetic.

He didn’t care in the slightest about his clothes being filthy.

I’d been about to get angry over how rough it had been, but seeing Jeong Iheon flustered like that, I swallowed my anger.

What was the point of getting mad when he looked that sorry?

I just needed a little time to rest.

I tugged on his hair again and collapsed back into his arms.

“Let me rest for a bit.”

“Yeah.”

“Let’s do that.”

Perhaps from the aftereffects of climax, Jeong Iheon replied in a slightly buoyant tone.

I just went limp in his arms, catching my breath.

Certain that this was the most intense physical exertion I’d ever experienced in my life.

[You have cleared the Event Field ‘Closed Room’!]

[Upon exiting this Event Field, you will return to the time of entry, and all contamination and traces acquired within the Event Field will be removed (the body will also return to its original state).]

Unlike Jeong Iheon, who was staring awkwardly at his clothes before we exited the rift, I checked the system message and realized we’d revert to our pre-entry condition.

While I stayed calm, Jeong Iheon looked ready to change clothes the moment we got out.

When we exited the rift, his body, which had been wound tight like it might spring away at any moment, relaxed once he confirmed that we were unharmed.

I was composed, knowing what the system would do.

Jeong Iheon clearly wasn’t.

He first checked that our clothes were unchanged, then lifted his head.

But unlike before entering the rift, his eyes were filled with heat.

The lingering warmth in his gaze brought back what had happened inside.

My own eyes were probably no different.

More importantly, no time had passed at all.

We had clearly spent six hours inside the rift, yet the moment we returned was the exact time Hyeon Jaeyul and Won-gyeong had entered a different rift.

With a serious expression, Ju Noeul frowned and asked sharply,

“Hey, what was that just now?”

“Did you go into a rift?”

He approached us carrying the child, tucked under his arm like a bag.

He’d probably been trying to protect them when the rift appeared.

Exhausted and limp, I just waved my hand weakly from Jeong Iheon’s arms.

‘Yeah.’

‘We went into a rift.’

“Yeah.”

“We spent about six hours in there.”

Jeong Iheon replied stiffly.

“Six hours?”

“Not even a minute has passed.”

Ju Noeul’s expression mirrored his.

“Does that mean rifts can interfere with time?”

While they talked seriously, all I wanted was to lie down somewhere and sleep.

I let my arm dangle uselessly when I suddenly felt a small, tentative grip on my finger.

What?

Looking down, I saw the child Ju Noeul was holding clutching my finger.

“Ah— s-sorry… I’m sorry….”

“What?”

“Why is this kid apologizing?”

“What did you do?”

The child apologized with a face on the verge of tears.

I didn’t have the energy or the reason to comfort them, so I said nothing.

I didn’t care whether Ju Noeul glared at me or not.

I simply held the child’s hand back.

They froze like someone receiving a gift for the first time.

Their flushed cheeks showed they were happy, but they didn’t seem to know how to express it.

Seeing the child’s reddened face, Ju Noeul glanced down.

After noticing our clasped hands, his expression turned strange.

He gave me a brief look, then turned his gaze back to Jeong Iheon.

“Our clothes are the same as when we went in.”

“This kind of anomaly has never been recorded in a rift before.”

I cleared my throat and spoke.

“Is there a problem?”

“A rift interfering with time isn’t a good sign.”

“Why?”

“Rifts already divide and isolate space.”

“Time was the one thing they didn’t touch.”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“Why are you even asking?”

Ju Noeul snapped as he was about to continue explaining.

At that moment, Hyeon Jaeyul and Won-gyeong, who had entered another rift, appeared with grave expressions.

They checked the sky once, then hurried over to us.

“No time passed for you either, right?”

As Won-gyeong approached, the child let go of my hand.

Still, they wiggled their fingers as if reluctant to let go.

When I waved my hand as if asking whether they wanted to hold it again, the child blinked and shook their head slightly.

Fine, then.

“You too?”

“You too?”

“There was another rift?”

“Jeong Iheon and her went in too.”

“They said they spent six hours.”

Ju Noeul pointed at me as he spoke.

He knew my name perfectly well, yet he always did that.

“We spent two days.”

After confirming that rifts affected time, we hurried back toward the camp.

As for me, I slept on someone’s back, waking only to watch them move frantically.

They reached the camp in less than a day.

Or rather, what used to be the camp.

“There’s nothing here.”

Cradled in Won-gyeong’s arms, I stared at the collapsed building and spoke.

It had been a massive structure, but there was no trace of people.

“What the hell….”

“The location itself has changed.”

“Changed?”

“There was never a building like this here to begin with.”

Jeong Iheon stepped closer and pointed at the half-destroyed structure as he answered.

I frowned, looking around at a place completely different from what they’d described.

“Are you sure we didn’t come to the wrong place?”

“That’s impossible.”

Ju Noeul replied curtly.

After that brief response, he entered the ruined building to look around.

It looked dangerous to go inside, yet no one tried to stop him.

The remaining three put their heads together and thought.

“Is it possible another rift formed?”

“If it were this big, I would’ve detected it.”

“Even if one did form, it doesn’t explain this.”

“All those people were swallowed by a rift?”

“That’s absurd.”

Listening to them, I surveyed the empty space devoid of any sign of habitation.

Maybe we really had just come the wrong way.

Buildings don’t just appear out of nowhere.

But remembering Ju Noeul’s sharp reply, I didn’t bring it up again.

All four of them were convinced this was the right place, so there had to be a reason.

Still, if this really was the camp, it was bizarre.

How could this happen?

If it wasn’t a rift, there was no way the place could change this completely in just a few days.

No conclusion came from their discussion.

The three of them fell silent, lost in thought.

Ju Noeul emerged from the building, raking a hand roughly through his hair.

“There’s nothing.”

“No people.”

“No signs anyone ever stayed here.”