Chapter 38 : Geez… Can’t even take it when it’s handed to you

Yena bit my shoulder.

Not like a playful lover’s nip, but with enough force to tear into flesh.

“Hhk-!”

Her firm teeth sank into my tender skin.

My body reacted instantly to the pain.

My mouth fell open, a strangled gasp escaping.

Instinctively, I curled in on myself—though with my wrists bound, all I could do was hunch my shoulders slightly.

The sharp pain spread like wildfire.

I could almost feel blood welling from the bite.

Tears pooled in my eyes, blurring my vision.

In that dizzying agony, my mind began to fog.

The sound of water filling the tub echoed faintly, as if from far away.

Every time that electric shock of pain radiated from my shoulder, the muscles under her mouth trembled violently.

‘Ah—ugh—hah…’

Betrayal surged in my chest.

No warning. Just teeth.

I’d refused her over and over, but she’d overruled me every time.

Tears overflowed, streaking down my cheeks.

My wrists, bound tightly, had long gone numb.

Just enduring the pain in my shoulder demanded all my focus.

Dread seized my brain.

My body braced obediently for the next wave of suffering.

Where her lips touched, my skin tensed, quivering.

I was terrified.

Even when I clenched my teeth against the pain, I only felt each of hers more vividly.

My shoulder kept going slack.

How many seconds had passed?

“Ah—!”

The pressure eased.

Yena relaxed her jaw and pulled her teeth free.

The moment she gave me even that tiny space, air rushed against the wound.

A cold sting—then overwhelming relief.

The pain twisted into something dangerously close to pleasure.

My hips and thighs shook uncontrollably.

Lost in the sensation, I writhed without understanding why.

“Hh—ah, kh—! Hah, hh…”

The pain faded, replaced by an unfamiliar heat flooding my shoulder.

From the corner of my eye, I saw saliva stringing from her lips.

But she didn’t look satisfied.

She lowered her head again, mouth seeking my shoulder.

“Eek—!”

I squeezed my eyes shut before she could strike.

Tensed my shoulder, bracing.

Resisting her hadn’t been an option for a while now.

“Lick.”

“Hhyak—?! Wh-what…?!”

“Schlurp—chup. Lick…”

But what met my shoulder wasn’t teeth—it was the wet heat of Yena’s tongue.

I opened my eyes, confused.

She was lapping at the bite mark with long, slow strokes.

‘No… blood?’

Her teeth had left stark indents, like an engraving.

The restraints on my arms loosened.

The second I noticed, I reached out—still numb—and wrapped them around her back.

Strangely comforting.

“Ehk—god, warn me next t—ahh—!”

*”Then I wouldn’t get this reaction. *Schlup—“

“You’re—hah—evil…”

The sound of rushing bathwater sharpened in my ears.

Steam now filled the room.

*”Calling me a puppy, huh? *Hhueung…* Now who’s licking who?”*

“Schup—chuuep—!”

*”Kyaugh?! Okay, stop! *Stop—!“

“Hh—lick.“

It wasn’t as bad as I’d expected.

I liked the idea of Yena marking me.

No shoulder-baring clothes for a while—not that I owned any.

But one thing still bothered me.

The white fabric still clinging to her.

*”When are you—nn—taking this *off…?”

“This is cute. Want another bite?”

*”No, *crazy—* you’re crazy—! Just—get undressed alrea—!”*

Beyond embarrassed. I was the only one naked here.

“The bath’s full already…! Let’s just get in? Hm?”

*”Fine, *fine. Lick—”

*”Ah! *Stop—* eek, stop licking—! Do it in the tub—!”

*”Ugh, *noisy…”*

*”If you’d just *listen—!”*

Yena sighed, exasperated.

Good for me.

Finally, I’d get to see what I’d been craving—her bare skin.

She glanced at the ceiling, deliberating, then called me.

“Hayul. Wanna undress me yourself?”

“Uh—yes! Really?!”

*”Go on. *Peel it off.“

She stepped back, arms spread wide.

Was backing up necessary?

But the thought vanished the second her nipples caught my eye.

Hard, visibly straining against her shirt.

‘She wasn’t like this earlier.’

Had biting me turned her on that much?

Sure, she’d shown hints of sadism during sex, but—

*’Did she like this *more* than fucking me?’*

Hah.

A total psychopath.

I stepped right up to the pretty psycho.

Her chest swayed, braless under the thin fabric.

Yena’s gaze dropped to my breasts, her expression lazily intrigued.

I jolted exaggeratedly, clamping my arms over my chest.

*”Kyah! *Pervert.”*

…

Yena simply shook her head and laughed at my acting.

Then her gaze drifted downward.

I brought my other hand to cover my groin.

“Why? Want to see?”

…

“Not happening. Why should I show you?”

I mimicked her usual teasing tone.

Whether she noticed or not, Yena stayed silent, staring fixatedly at—My shoulder.

No, more precisely, the wound on it.

Her tongue flicked out to wet her lips.

My spine locked rigid.

“…O-one more bite is not happening. Seriously.”
…
“Look. Away. From. My. Shoulder. Now.“

“Then move your hand. Give me something else to look at.”

This goddamn psycho.

Admittedly, I preferred this direction.

Embarrassment beat pain any day.

“Fine, I’ll show you. But no shoulder-biting. Okay?”

“Hehe. Okay~”

“…Ugh.”

Now that I had to follow through, shame prickled my skin.

But my shoulder’s survival took priority.

Just recalling that moment made it throb—though it didn’t actually hurt anymore…

“Besides, you’ll have to move your hands anyway when I strip you. That’s all this is.”

“Right, right.”

Half-hearted excuse made, I yanked both hands away at once.

Yena’s hypnotized stare remained glued to my shoulder.

Zero interest in my chest or between my legs.

Then why even—?

Unbelievable.

Leaving her dazed self to gawk, I focused on my mission.

With practiced precision, I seized the hem of her shirt—the last barrier obscuring her body.

One lift, and every inch of her would be exposed.

Up close, I could already see glimpses of skin beneath the fabric.

I glanced up to check her reaction—

“Eek?!”

Yena’s outstretched hand drifted to my breast.

Huh?

But this touch was different.

No rough groping or kneading.

Just tender strokes, like petting a lover’s hair.

…Since when did Yena act like this?

Not that I minded, but—Why the sudden gentleness?

Unless…

Did biting my shoulder flip some switch?!

No way.

Testing the theory, I spoke firmly:

“Yena. Move your hand.”

“Mmm… Just a lil’ more? Pleaaase?”

“…Eep.”

Did—Did she just whine at me?!

This isn’t Yena.

The deranged sadist who’d pinned me down moments ago was now nuzzling like a docile lamb.

My fingers tingled around her shirt hem.

I tugged the fabric upward.

As predicted, she raised her arms obediently.

The second her shirt cleared her head, her hands returned to my chest—

I flinched instinctively, but she just patted my side reassuringly before resuming her caresses.

Her bare breasts came into view:

Pale, perky, perfectly palm-sized.

Yet I couldn’t savor the sight.

Not with her behaving like a pod person.

Experimentally, I stroked her hair.

“Hehe…”

“W-wait, hey—”

She nuzzled into my touch, eyes crinkling with amusement.

Like my confusion delighted her.

Pleasure shimmered under her fingertips.

“Nngh, ah—”

“Smooch… You like this?”

“Y-yeah… Feels g-good…”

Now her lips joined in, lavishing my chest with kisses.

Another expectation shattered—I’d braced for teeth, not this dizzying softness.

Her tongue swirled lazy circles around my nipple, sending ripples of heat through me.

“Mmm…”

The wet warmth of her mouth enveloped me completely.

“Y-Yena… Why’re you—ahh—suddenly…?”

She pulled back just enough to meet my eyes.

“Pah. No reason~?”

“B-but it doesn’t—eek—make sense—!”
…

“Hah…”

“W-wait, are you—HYAHK?!”

White-hot pain lanced through my breast.

My body remembered this touch—shuddering violently.

Between my legs pulsed in tandem with my racing heart.

“Hayul.”

“Hhaaa—!“

“Really… What am I gonna do with you?”

That voice—low, dripping with familiar menace—made my hips jerk reflexively.

“Take what I give you. Okay? I’m feeling generous today.”

A thrill slithered down my throat.

I don’t understaaand—

Yena was back.

I nodded frantically and clutched her head to my chest.

“Pathetic. Can’t even receive properly. Tch.“

“S-sorry… Hah—! It h-hurt—!”

Her fingers parted me below.

“I went soft to thank you for enduring earlier… And you waste it?”

“Nhyaaa—! I’m sorry—haak—!“