“Aht, ah, Tae-, Hwaahn-uut, ung!”
Was it a reflexive action, or was I mistaken because this was the first time we’d had sex in so long?
I couldn’t tell, but… Jehee’s moan sounded real.
And the inside of her body was clearly constricting me.
Tenaciously, as if trying to squeeze out semen.
Especially whenever I tried to pull out even for a moment, she clung to me intensely, making my mind spin instantly.
My reason was stretched taut again, threatening to snap.
My breathing grew involuntarily rough.
The movements of my hands gripping Jehee, and my hips, accelerated.
Our bodies collided, and the wet opening made increasingly squelching sounds.
The space, which had been filled only with pitch-black darkness and not a single monster, was now entirely filled with our breathing and the sounds of our bodies meeting.
“Taehwan. Taehwan, ah. I love, you. I love you.”
Jehee was gentle even as her body, which couldn’t properly feel, was penetrated and shaken wildly.
She moaned as if she truly felt it, leaving kisses all over my face.
Again and again, again and again.
Along with words of ‘I love you’ poured out with desperate sincerity.
I wanted to take in that feeling exactly as it was, to consume all of it, and not let a single fragment scatter into the air, so I covered Jehee’s lips with mine.
“Eup, wooeuh…”
“Huu…”
Not long after we began intertwining our tongues, my hips began to tremble slightly.
Soon, I filled Jehee’s inside with mine.
The thick semen, which had accumulated entirely because I hadn’t masturbated or had wet dreams while we were apart, was also greater in volume than usual.
Even though I had poured out all my possessiveness for Jehee, I was still unsatisfied.
I thrust my hips and buried myself in Jehee’s deepest part, releasing the sticky semen.
Only after finally completely releasing it all did I regain my senses.
The pitch-black self-loathing, which had been pushed far back by instinct, began to creep up.
I became suddenly afraid, wondering if I had once again succumbed to desire and done something I shouldn’t have.
“Ah, what should I do. Your clothes, they got dirty.”
“It’s okay. I have tissues. I’ll wipe it for you.”
“Ung.”
I pulled out tissues and wiped the semen stuck to parts of my and Jehee’s bodies.
It was dark, so I couldn’t confirm if it was perfectly clean, but roughly so.
‘Still, Jehee, she came…’
I didn’t know if it was reflexively expelled by her body due to the stimulation of her prostate, or if she truly felt it, but either way, it was a relief.
After finally cleaning Jehee’s pretty and soft genitals, I swallowed my regret and pulled myself out of Jehee’s inside.
The way her opening immediately closed up, as if refusing to let out what I had released inside her, made me want to spread it open and enter again, but I held my breath and endured it.
I pulled up my and Jehee’s underwear and pants and tidied up our appearance.
“I…, haa… It felt so good… I’m happy.”
I was thinking I should leave this place now and tried to get up, when Jehee suddenly hugged my back with both arms as if praising me, and rubbed her face against my neck.
The moment I heard her voice, which held a pleasant languor, the self-loathing that had covered my body burned away completely.
I searched for Jehee’s lips again, like seeking oxygen underwater.
This time too, Jehee willingly accepted me into her.
With sounds of jjo-ok and jjo-ok, our hot breaths and tongues intertwined, and our wet lips pressed together.
I shouldn’t be doing this. I should get Jehee out quickly.
My mind clearly thought that, but I absolutely couldn’t stop.
Her small mouth, her lips, her tongue—they were too sweet.
So sweet, sweet, and overly sweet that my tongue, and even my mind, felt paralyzed.
At some point, I couldn’t even think normally.
“Taehwan, hut… That’s enough now.”
In the end, the act was stopped by Jehee.
Jehee’s palm blocked the space between our lips.
I wanted to connect with Jehee more.
I wanted to consume Jehee more.
My heart felt like it was burning black.
I felt thirsty and even hungry.
I was on the verge of madness, wanting to just spend eternal time alone with Jehee like this, but I wasn’t shameless enough to ignore Jehee’s ‘enough.’
Still, the regret didn’t easily fade, so I pressed my lips against her soft palm, and Jehee cupped my cheeks with both hands.
She stroked me as if praising me for enduring well.
“We need to go out. Everyone will be worried.”
“…Ung.”
I felt like it wasn’t my business what others thought, but I couldn’t refuse Jehee’s words.
It was also true that we had to get out quickly. I didn’t know how much time had passed, but the Gate was probably close to vanishing.
As this thought reached me, I snapped back to reality and felt a rush of anxiety.
I could willingly give up everything else if I had Jehee, but Jehee wouldn’t be the same.
Jehee still had so many things she wanted to do and many things she needed to do.
So… we had to leave.
To the world that was extremely cruel to Jehee, but which she loved so fiercely nonetheless.
I reached out my arms to lift Jehee, who would be unable to walk, but before my arms could reach him, Jehee pushed my shoulder.
“It’s okay. I can walk by myself.”
“You can’t walk. Don’t strain yourself.”
“No. I can walk. You know that.”
“…”
“I awakened. I can walk, I can see…”
Jehee suddenly pulled my hand. My hand touched a certain part of Jehee’s body.
There was… Jehee’s firmly erect member.
“And I can have sex with you, too.”
My face flushed crimson at those words, but conversely, my body froze.
While I was utterly motionless, focusing only on the sensation in my palm, Jehee let out a short laugh and stood up on his own two legs.
He was shaking precariously, but he stood by himself without anyone’s help.
“Right. My body was completely healed.”
He spoke decisively and very confidently, but I knew.
I knew that Jehee was just bluffing. It was obvious from his joyful expression that he hadn’t expected to be able to stand himself.
However, having crossed the wall of trauma once, Jehee recovered surprisingly quickly.
The trembling subsided, and his breathing became calm.
And he took a large step toward me.
“Taehwan. Let’s go home now.”
Jehee took my hand.
His fingers familiarized themselves between mine.
Then, holding my hand tightly, he began to walk ahead.
“To our home.”
Our home.
The home I and Jehee lived in together.
The one I prepared for Jehee, which belatedly became his space, and where I first made love to Jehee.
Hearing those words, my heart tightened, wanting to take Jehee home.
I wanted to get outside as quickly as possible.
But I had overlooked one thing.
Since I had run blindly toward Jehee amidst the pitch-black darkness, my sense of direction was completely messed up.
To make matters worse, I had barely encountered any landmarks that could serve as guides along the way.
Of course, I had an artifact to record and guide me through the path I had taken, but the problem was that most of the items I owned had been broken and rendered dysfunctional during Jehee’s intense attacks.
What should I do about this?
Did I take the right direction?
Will we be able to get out before the Gate vanishes?
I was plagued by the creeping anxiety, but for some reason, Jehee, who was walking ahead, was calm.
He didn’t seem flustered at all even after hearing my anxious words.
He just gripped my hand tighter and pulled slightly.
“It’s okay. We can find it.”
Jehee, who spoke with firm conviction despite having been in a state of panic longer than me in this darkness, walked on without hesitation, as if following a predetermined path visible only to him.
And at the end of that path, there truly was an exit.
An exit where people outside were desperately signaling for us to come out quickly, indicating that there wasn’t much time left.
…It wasn’t just blind infatuation; Jehee was truly a genius Hunter.
“Right? Let’s go out.”
Holding Jehee’s hand tightly, we stepped out of the Gate simultaneously.
As the light suddenly poured in on eyes that had adapted to the pitch-black darkness, my vision flashed white.
But even though the whole world was white, for some reason, only Jehee was clearly positioned within my sight.
And at that moment, Jehee turned back to look at me, with a brilliant smile spread across his face.
Facing the beautiful smile of the person I loved most in the world, I thought to myself anew.
That the day I could live without Jehee might never come.
That for my own survival, I must never let go of this hand again.
