Chapter 315 – Mistake at Dawn (2)

The conclusion of a sage’s interpersonal relationships was seldom positive.

Long ago, the sage had been forced to betray her friend due to a duty that superseded their bond. Serpentine in nature, and occupying the position of a sage, those who sought her friendship always concealed dark desires within their hearts.

Even when a beautiful connection emerged, the gap in time they shared was vast. Regardless of how close they were, relationships inevitably crumbled with the passage of time. The disparity in lifespans was also significant, and thus, by the present day, no one remained at the sage’s side.

Though countless years had gone by, loneliness persisted. It was mortifying to be called the embodiment of reason.

The sage would habitually wash away her emotions with alcohol. Her daily routine consisted of sitting in the desolate Eden, sipping from her glass forlornly, and reminiscing about bygone encounters while yearning for them.

– Never become a sage.

Was it a problem that I didn’t heed my mother’s advice?

-Why, Mother?

You are too fragile.
You have a tender heart.
You suffer greatly from loneliness and are timid.
Your emotions often precede reason.
Even if you learn magic, you will be the weakest wizard in the entire history of sages.
Though your mind is sharp, you will apply your wisdom elsewhere.

The sage remembers her mother’s words.
But when her mother passed away and Sephirot made her an offer, she answered without hesitation: she would become the successor to the sage.
She didn’t say it out loud, but deep down she revered her mother, and the task wasn’t difficult.
As her mother had said, her intellect was her greatest strength.
Since becoming a sage, she had guided Eden without trouble up until today.

Yet, she couldn’t control the ever-accumulating emotions.
She felt lonely.
Without Sephirot, she longed for conversation with others to the point of near madness.

For a brief moment, when three people arrived in Eden, she felt joy.

Marronnier and Sansuyu, unlike the others, did not guard themselves so vigilantly.

The existence of a sage is hard to believe. One can be wide-eyed and yet still suffer harm.
Others approach them based on this mindset.

It had been so long since they had experienced pure kindness from others.
Yet, conversely, they couldn’t help but harbor dissatisfaction toward Lee Si-heon, who remained cautious around them.

Although it was only natural for someone in his position, and they understood and sympathized,
their feelings intensified after having a drink.

“…Truth be told, I didn’t want to act that way toward you.”

Their actions inevitably appeared to be defending Flower in Lee Si-heon’s eyes.

“Nonetheless, it was something I had to do.”

It was necessary.
Despite understanding Lee Si-heon’s thoughts to a certain extent, the sage had to keep an eye on him.

However, this series of actions didn’t align well with the sage’s nature.
In reality, there was no need to utter such words.

Why would he say such a thing to Lee Si-heon, the object of his focus? It was because he was inebriated, releasing the pent-up guilt and loneliness within him.

Lee Si-heon listened in silence and responded.

“I understand.”

He probably didn’t even comprehend the meaning of his own words. Lee Si-heon was on the brink of sleep. As if indulging a friend’s whims at a drinking party, he accepted without question.

Yet now, it eased his loneliness somewhat. To others, he might seem wise, but deep down he was timid.

Nodding slowly, Lee Si-heon closed his eyes. Drowsiness washed over him. Since he too was intoxicated to the extreme, his head gradually sank onto the soft chair.

The physical distance between them had lessened as they drank. It was due to the sage subtly shifting his chair closer. Almost simultaneously, the two of them fell asleep.

White strands of hair came to rest on his shoulder. Perhaps due to the slight added weight, the dazed and half-closed-eyed Lee Si-heon leaned and toppled to the side of the chair.

The body of the sage, who had been resting his head on Si-heon’s shoulder, naturally followed him to the floor.

*Thud!*

The sage extricated himself from the chair and fell on top of Si-heon who had fallen before him. Jolted by the impact, the sage’s drowsiness dissipated slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

‘Why… am I lying down?’

Before him, black pupils, wide open, filled his line of sight.

‘Huh.’

His expression appeared as if he were in a dream. He closed and opened his slightly furrowed eyes. The sense of reality had drifted away while he was intoxicated.

‘Does he think this is a dream, too?’

The sage had momentarily forgotten that Lee Si-heon’s true nature was that of King Mokryeong.

*Squeeze.*

Lee Si-heon’s arm, which the sage had been clinging to, tensed up and, with a firm pull, brought the sage closer to him.

“!?”

Lying on the floor, the sage fit snugly into Si-heon’s arms. A little more sober, the sage’s eyes widened in surprise.

*Whoosh!*

“…Si-heon–”

In a swift motion unnoticed due to intoxication, the hand embraced the sage. Her soft body overlapped like a cushion. Hands were placed on the sage’s shoulders and waist, respectively. Still, he hugged her tightly, to the point of pain. Her large breasts met and were compressed like glutinous rice cakes crushed in a mortar.

The tip of his nose dug into her breastbone.

Embarrassingly, he inhaled the scent of sweat that had accumulated between her bones. The sage attempted to push Lee Si-heon away.

However, unable to use magic, all she could do was weakly tap on his muscular body.

“Wait a minute, Si-heon. Wake up.”

The actions continued naturally.

His fingers, embracing her, gently tugged on the straps of the bra resting on her shoulders. Nonetheless, the taut bra strap snapped back, clinging to her skin.

“Ah!”

The sage’s mouth opened in surprise. A damp, soft sensation extended into her breastbone.

Gently licking and sucking the exposed upper breast.

The other hand slowly caressed her waist. From the waist, to the hips, and buttocks.

Feeling the warm touch beyond the edge of her clothes, she closed her eyes tightly.

A sensation she had never experienced before. After all, there had been no one she had allowed to touch her body in this manner. She knew of such interactions only vaguely, from her knowledge.

“…Hah, wait a moment… Si-heon, if you do this to me, I’m not like those others.”

She was aware of Lee Si-heon’s relationships with women. However, this kind of behavior while drunk was not something she had in her memory.

A mix of bewilderment, slight excitement, the influence of alcohol, and the warmth of another person filling her body. Embraced in his arms, she was at a loss for what to do, her eyes darting around helplessly.

She couldn’t think of what to do next, as her thoughts refused to connect.

Even when she tried to come up with a plan, it was quickly forgotten due to the thick fog clouding her mind.

“…Huff.”

Lee Si-heon, pulling his face away from her chest, looked at her face.

Still inebriated, he was unaware of whom he was dealing with.

Whenever he drank, there was always a lover by his side.
Azalea and Lee Se-Young. Stars and Zodiac.
Could it be right to say he was accustomed to their bodies?

Gradually, his head drew closer.
As his hot breath grazed her face, the wise woman’s expression heated up.

“…Uh, um, wait a moment. Mr. Si-Heon.”

Even when trying to push him away, the difference in strength was clear.
She leaned her head back, but his lips swiftly approached and ultimately touched her lips.

“Uh-“

Without parting her lips, just gently.
The rough surface of his lips grazed her sensitive lips, heightening her senses.
She became aware of a scent that was more than just alcohol.
A man’s scent. A fragrance she had never experienced up close before.

It wasn’t the savage, distasteful smell of men she had sensed when visiting the training camp.
It was a rich, intoxicating aroma that lured women during intimate encounters.

His hand wrapped around the sage’s back, while the other gently stroked her hair. Sweat droplets fell onto the red carpet below. With her eyes tightly shut, she gradually relaxed her arms, enveloped in the warmth that filled her.

His tongue tapped against his lips. He licked his upper lip, and an excited breath escaped from his nostrils.

An intimacy that could never be satisfied by conversation with others. For a moment, a feeling of loneliness welled up within her heart, causing her to feel overwhelmed.

It was a strange sensation.

“It shouldn’t be like this.”

If one knew who Lee Si-heon was, this situation should never be allowed.

“Stop…”

The sage opened her mouth.

His moist tongue slipped between her lips.

*Slurp.*

With a short, vulgar sound, he took the saliva that had pooled in her mouth. Simultaneously, the sticky saliva entwined within entered his mouth.

At this unprecedented sensation, she involuntarily swallowed her own saliva.

The sage attempted to push back belatedly, but Lee Si-heon only toyed with the small and adorable tongue of the sage as it retreated.

“…Huh, ah… Chk.”

A pleasure discovered bit by bit.
The disoriented mind could no longer regain its rationality.

Now, yearning to be enveloped in this warmth, the sage closed his eyes and concentrated on the sensation of their lips touching. What was once rough now seemed soft again. The pressure on the chest didn’t feel constricting, but rather, as if it was unraveling him.

An experience other humans could never even imagine.
To possess the body of a sage.

His persistent, tongue-reaching movements had grown increasingly skillful.
His heart pounded.

Like the bursting of carbonation, the two collapsed into each other’s mouths, exchanging labored breaths and brushing their cheeks together.

“Puha… Ha. Ha, ha…”

There was no resistance.
The sage’s hands gently caressed Lee Si-heon’s face.

“…We shouldn’t. We shouldn’t do this.”

-Kwaaak.

The embrace lingered for a long time.
It felt as though my chest would physically burst.

Nevertheless, from the sage’s mouth escaped a breath filled with more anguish than pain.

“…Ah. Ah…ah.”

Gently caressing the lower part of the buttocks, and as the mouth opened to the pain in the chest, the tongue slipped in again. The entire body was pure white and supple. The chest rippled and undulated under the touch.

The sage, who had intertwined tongues for quite some time, lowered her gaze, sparing her accumulated moans. Her back arched gradually.

“…Bed.”

* * * * * * *

The two entered the room, leaving Sephirot asleep in the central playroom behind them. The first thing the sage, who had led the staggering Lee Si-heon, did was to kiss him.

The first scene captured in the shimmering crystal orb: embracing Lee Si-heon as if nearly toppling him over, she enveloped his mouth with her tongue.

The conversation did not proceed. Uttering even a single word made my head throb due to the effects of alcohol.

– Slurp, chomp.

Lifting the skirt of her dress revealed panties adorned with a cute teddy bear illustration. As I touched the spot that was not yet wet, it promptly began to moisten.

My lower abdomen pulsed as if I had two hearts. Ticklish and roughly gripped, the body-shaping devices malfunctioned and fell away.

“…Huh, h-huh…”

She moaned and entwined her tongue with mine.

The hooks of her white bra were forcefully torn off, leaving it haphazardly draped across the bed. But even that was pushed aside as her thighs spread, causing the bra to tumble beneath the bed.

With saliva-streaked lips parted, she gazed at Lee Si-heon through slightly tear-filled eyes. Underneath her lust-filled expression lay her incomparably large breasts, fully exposed.

As I grasped them with my hand, a mass of flesh protruded between my five fingers.

The pale pink nipples, not yet fully colored.
However, due to her extremely fair skin, even these appeared enticingly ripe.

The two, lying on the bed, indulged in each other’s bodies.
No, it was mostly one-sided.
Hyun-ja found it difficult to even handle the stimulation provided by the man. All she could do was tremble and let out faint moans.

As Lee Si-heon softly traced the crevice of her vagina, hidden beneath her panties, with his fingertips, Hyun-ja hastily grabbed his hand.

It was a belated realization.

“Haa… Haa.”

But her face was already as sullied as it could be.
Lee Si-heon unfastened his pants and revealed his erect penis.

The veined member prodded Hyun-ja’s navel.
Feeling her mouth go dry, Lee Si-heon gently gripped Hyun-ja’s hair.