Master, realizing I had no intention of pushing him away, immediately cupped the back of my head and pressed his lips against mine.
His tongue slipped in, and hot breaths flowed between our lips.
Until he fully grasped my feelings, Master never touched me rashly, but now he kissed me assertively.
What began as a light kiss soon turned wet and fervent.
In the quiet room, the sound of lips brushing and sharp breaths mingled and echoed.
I closed my eyes, focusing solely on the passionate kiss that devoured me.
It felt as if Master and I had returned to how things were before we drifted apart.
Back then, every day, if the mood struck, I would be held in Master’s arms, sharing kisses like this…
“. Didi.”
A ticklish sensation made a heated moan slip out.
As I shifted slightly, perhaps thinking I was trying to slip away, Master hugged me so tightly I could barely breathe.
“Didi, I love you.”
Our lips met once again.
I… love you…
The ceaseless whispers of love melting into my ear made my whole body feel like it was dissolving.
A chance permitted for just one day.
Thinking that this time would vanish once today ended, I wrapped my arms around Master’s neck and said,
“I love you too….”
Hearing the small voice that escaped my lips, Master looked at me in surprise.
Anyone could hear the sincerity brimming in my confession.
Since coming home, I’d always pushed Master away, insisting I didn’t love him—but this was the first time I spoke my true feelings.
It was a feeling I’d always hidden before Master, but now, it felt okay.
After all, by tomorrow, Master wouldn’t remember any of this.
Unable to hide his surging emotions, Master kissed me again and laid me onto the desk.
The cold surface made my back flinch for a moment.
A hand slipped under my pajamas.
I didn’t resist as his hand slowly caressed my bare skin, and everywhere his touch passed, excitement bloomed.
Perhaps just kissing Master and tasting the alcohol had already intoxicated me, as my head spun.
Using that as an excuse, I wrapped my legs around Master’s waist.
As my thighs pressed together, our lower bodies drew close.
“S… closer, Master…”
It had been so long since I’d felt Master’s body like this; this alone wasn’t enough.
I wanted to be even closer.
Almost as if I was begging to be held, I rubbed my body against his, urging him on.
It seemed Master felt the same, because my underwear and pants were quickly removed, leaving my lower half exposed in an instant.
Master lifted my leg and suddenly kissed my calf.
Just seeing Master kiss my body made my lower half tense up, so I pulled down my shirt to hide it.
Seeing me like that, Master smiled with upturned lips, then reached his hand between my legs.
“Ah…!”
My body responded sensitively to Master’s touch.
It had been so long since we’d touched, it should have felt unfamiliar, but even this was enough to flood me with pleasure.
As Master’s hand stroked my sex up and down, I felt like I’d come at any moment, biting my lip to stifle my voice.
Watching me squirm, Master guided my hand down.
“Didi, try holding it.”
The thing my hand was led to was Master’s sex.
I gently grasped it as he instructed, and a satisfied moan escaped Master’s lips.
“Ha…”
Master tilted his head back and exhaled.
Just seeing his expression gave me such a strong visual stimulus that excitement inside me grew even more.
As I weakly stroked Master’s member, his hand stroking mine grew rougher.
As the urge to climax pressed in, I reflexively gripped Master harder, and as if that was what he wanted, the pace of his hand on me grew even faster.
“Ah…! Ah!”
“Ah… Didi…”
“Master… ngh!”
I was the first to climax.
Thick semen spattered onto my lower belly, and I trembled, feeling the aftershocks of release run through my tensed body.
Meanwhile, Master gathered the semen that had spilled onto my stomach and rubbed it between my buttocks.
Then, he slipped a finger inside.
“Ah—”
His finger slid slowly into the tight space, but since it had been so long, the entrance was narrow and barely accepted even one finger.
My tense, rigid body just wouldn’t relax.
“Ah, damn… it’s too tight….”
Perhaps realizing it was impossible as is, Master withdrew his finger.
As the tight sensation faded, I let out a shaky breath.
“Didi, put your legs together.”
I nodded and, as Master instructed, pressed my legs tightly together.
As my legs, lifted into the air, trembled slightly, Master held my ankles and let me rest them on his shoulders.
With my legs raised and pressed together, I could clearly see the traces of my recent climax below.
Embarrassed, I turned my head, but something hot and hard pressed against my lower body.
Soon, it parted my thighs and slid in.
“Ma… Master…”
“S-Sumin…”
Realizing what Master was about to do, my face flushed hot.
Unable to look down, I gazed at Master with trembling eyes.
He seemed aroused by my reaction, thrusting his hips forcefully.
Each time Master moved, my thighs rubbed together and grew hotter.
The sound of skin slapping echoed lewdly, and the sensation of our sexes rubbing against each other sent another shiver through me.
The urge to climax welled up again.
As his movements grew faster and I squeezed my legs tighter, a deep line formed between Master’s brows.
“Ah…”
Perhaps it had been a long time for Master as well, as thick semen dripped heavily onto me.
While I caught my breath, Master’s body collapsed on top of me.
“Ha…”
“Master…?”
“…Yeah, Didi…”
Master’s voice was low.
Only then did I recall how tired Master had seemed when he entered the room.
Worried that he might fall asleep just like this, I quickly moved us to the bed.
As soon as Master lay down on the blanket, he fell asleep holding me in his arms.
Though his face, eyes tightly shut, still looked tired, the difference was that now his expression seemed peaceful.
I could hear his steady breathing above my head.
The warmth of Master’s embrace made me feel so secure, my eyes kept trying to close.
I wanted to fall asleep together like this, but if I did, I knew I wouldn’t be able to wake easily.
More than anything, if I didn’t erase the traces of what just happened before Master woke up, he might discover what we’d done.
That mustn’t happen.
I forced my heavy body to get up.
Carefully untangling Master’s arm from my waist so as not to wake him, I slipped out of bed.
After such a long time, my legs were weak and I staggered to the wall for support.
I picked up my clothes from under the desk and put them on, then cleaned all the traces left on the messy desk and floor.
Before leaving the room, I glanced back at Master, who was sleeping soundly.
Tomorrow morning, everything would return to normal as if nothing happened.
Being in Master’s arms just moments ago felt like a fleeting dream.
Somehow, I felt even more melancholy than before as I quietly stepped outside.
I woke up from sleep, feeling a dull ache in my waist.
As I shifted my body, the pain in my waist grew sharper and sleepiness faded away.
Was it because I’d lain on the hard desk yesterday?
Or maybe it was from holding my legs up, pressed together, the whole time.
Thinking a half-bath might help, I soaked in the tub from the morning.
As the warm water slowly seeped into my waist, the pain seemed to subside.
After a while, I went downstairs with a blanket, and saw Master, who had woken up earlier, sitting on the sofa.
“Master, good morning.”
Today, Master looked to be in a good mood, so I greeted him as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
Master probably doesn’t remember yesterday.
But if I acted awkwardly, he might notice something was off, so I had to behave as if nothing happened.
“Didi.”
Master called me.
Thinking he wanted me to come closer, I walked up to him.
As I approached, Master stood up from the sofa.
Then, suddenly, he bent his head toward me, tilting his face as if to kiss me.
Startled, I pushed Master away.
“M-Master, please don’t…”
“Why not? You said you loved me. Hmm?”
Unable to hide my confusion, I turned my head away, and at his next words, I held my breath.
Master remembered what happened yesterday.