## Chapter 198 – (10)
I once overheard drunken men at an inn, rambling about how, with enough alcohol and the cover of night, any man and woman could become lovers.
I couldn’t understand it then, but I do now.
At first, I only intended to comfort my disciple, Seonghan, to soothe his childishness and twisted feelings one last time.
But now, things have begun to flow into something more serious.
“Ugh…”
“Does it hurt?”
“No…”
Seonghan’s large hand gripped my breast.
It was a first.
To have my breast touched by someone.
Doing anything this lewd was a first, to begin with.
So the sensation was strange.
Contrary to Seonghan’s worried question, it didn’t hurt at all.
Rather, it made my heart flutter slightly, and I felt an unknown elation.
It was such an alien sensation that no comparison could do it justice.
Why did a sigh escape my lips just from having my breast touched? Why did Seonghan’s voice penetrate deeper into my mind and echo there?
I felt dazed by the new experiences, from beginning to end.
“You’re sensitive there.”
“…My Oppa doesn’t say things like that…”
“Doesn’t he?”
It felt strange to subtly mimic my brother’s tone and utter such vulgar words.
It wasn’t unpleasant, just overwhelmingly embarrassing.
I had never imagined being caressed like this by a man, and praised for the lewdness of it.
I tried to deny it, saying my brother wouldn’t say such things, but Seonghan replied with a subtle smile.
I wanted to believe my brother wouldn’t, but on the other hand, Seonghan, being a man himself, might be more accurate.
Perhaps my brother also turns into a beast like this when he does these things?
“Ugh…”
“Tell me if it hurts.”
Seonghan’s rough hand settled on my breast, slowly pressing down on my nipples, or lightly tugging at them.
‘Tell me if it hurts,’ he says.
That’s exactly what my brother would say.
My disciple, Seonghan, probably already knows.
That I, a martial artist who has reached the pinnacle of mastery, wouldn’t be hurt by something like this.
That’s what made it even more difficult.
My senses were sensitive, but my pain tolerance was high.
I was only feeling pleasure in this intense act.
“Haa… haa…”
Rough breaths, which wouldn’t come even after hours of training, escaped my lips.
Seonghan’s large hands roamed, brushing over every part of my body.
‘His hands are so big…’
As his large hands caressed me anew, Seonghan felt a little more like a man.
I hadn’t felt it when I looked at Seonghan as my disciple.
Back then, I only thought of him as an admirable disciple. I didn’t think of him as a man.
Only now, in this situation, did Seonghan’s hands, and his body, feel large and reliable.
And also, that thing—
“Ugh…”
Because I was sitting and Seonghan was standing while caressing me, Seonghan’s thing, his manhood, naturally came into view.
Even through his clothes, Seonghan’s manhood, looking as if it was angry, seemed large at a glance.
‘It’s so big…’
How can he even train with something like that?
Is it usually smaller than this?
They say a man’s gets bigger when he’s aroused, so does that mean it’s this big because of me?
Because he likes his teacher?
…How long has he been holding back?
Thinking that, I even felt a sense of responsibility.
“Just a moment.”
I slowly reached out and lowered Seonghan’s pants.
Seonghan’s manhood revealed itself as his pants fell.
It was bigger and more imposing than it looked in outline.
“What…”
Seonghan was taken aback by my sudden touch.
He tried to step back for a moment, so I grabbed his waist.
“I’m just trying to help.”
Already flushed red, with even his veins showing.
Since I’m going to reject his feelings after today anyway, I could at least do this much as his teacher.
And, somehow, I wanted to try it.
Just like Seonghan caressed my breasts.
Me too.
I slowly reached out and grasped Seonghan’s manhood.
“Ugh…”
“Does it hurt?”
“N-no…”
He flinched just from my touch, so I wondered if it hurt.
But that didn’t seem to be the case.
It just seemed like he was simply sensitive.
I watched Seonghan’s face and slowly moved my hand.
Both my disciple and I, who rarely showed any change in expression even during the most grueling training, were now breathing heavily, our expressions changing every moment as if we were struggling.
It was a funny thing.
My disciple, who endured even the longest training sessions, was now sighing at my clumsy touch.
‘He makes expressions like this too.’
My disciple’s expressions were amusing.
He parted his lips slightly as if he felt good from the pleasure in his lower body, and he looked down at me with the eyes of a beast, as if he would devour me while tormenting my breasts.
My disciple, who I only thought of as admirable, could also make such a manly expression.
I’m sure I look similar in Seonghan’s eyes right now.
‘What does my expression… look like right now?’
Unlike usual, my eyes kept losing focus, and I looked at Seonghan with a blurry expression.
I don’t know why I’m making this expression.
Perhaps, I want to enjoy this heart-fluttering feeling even more, so I’m looking at Seonghan as if I’m begging him.
We slowly moved our faces closer to each other.
We were drawn to each other’s expressions.
To those explicit expressions that we couldn’t usually see.
Even as our breaths mingled and our noses brushed, we brought our faces closer and closer.
Now I could see my own face reflected in Seonghan’s eyes.
“Yeona… Our lips are about to touch?”
Seonghan was still mimicking my brother.
It wasn’t bad, but somehow I didn’t like it.
I had decided to forget about everything that happened today, but he was still mimicking my brother for my sake.
“Mmph…”
I slightly parted my lips and bit Seonghan’s lower lip.
I bit down a little harder, leaving a tooth mark.
It was an expression of my displeasure.
“Don’t mimic my brother.”
“…Then…”
“Just… be yourself.”
“Yes… Teacher.”
“Okay.”
I was even glad that he had returned to his usual self.
Just for this moment, just for today, I was willing to give Seonghan a little of my heart.
So I slowly overlapped our lips.
Our hands caressed each other, and our lips dug into each other as if yearning for one another.
I turned my head deeper to embrace his face.
I used to frown when I saw couples kissing on the street or in inns, but now that I think about it, I understand.
So this is what it feels like.
We’re already clinging to each other.
But I felt like I wanted to cling even more.
“Ugh… Cold…”
I occasionally flinched at the explicit sounds, but Seonghan would stroke my hair or gently caress my spine as if to reassure me.
It felt like I was being praised, so I mustered the courage to continue kissing him.
His touch felt good, but on the other hand, I also felt dissatisfied.
‘This disciple…’
I said I would forgive everything today, but he’s stroking me as if he’s become the teacher.
I felt a little mischievous at his audacious behavior, so I started to rub Seonghan’s thing a little harder.
Thump, thump, thump.
As I shook it quickly back and forth, Seonghan’s calm expression seemed to become a little dazed, like mine.
‘Ah…’
Then, he looked down at me with an expression that said he couldn’t take it anymore.
His expression was even more evident now that he had stopped pretending to be my brother.
I could feel the expression of lust, but also of suppressing himself.
“I told you…”
“Yes?”
“I’ll forget about today…”
Seeing that look in his eyes, I gave my permission.
Then, my disciple, who had turned into a beast, lifted me up.
“Ugh…”
Held in those thick arms, I was lightly moved to the bed.
Laid down on the large bed, I had my lips stolen roughly once more, and my clothes were stripped off.
It was only a moment before we were both naked.
“Aah… Ugh…”
I could feel the desire from his rough touch and the tongue rampaging in my mouth.
And I didn’t hate it.
I didn’t hate it because it was Seonghan.
How much had he suppressed these feelings while sleeping with me for dozens of days?
And then I talked about my affection for my brother in front of him.
Thinking about how much it must have hurt him, I was even impressed that he had endured this long.
So this time, I stroked his hair.
It was a teacher-like touch.
“I’ll do it, Teacher.”
“…Okay.”
I answered as if I was calm, but I was actually scared.
That’s because Seonghan’s thing was different from the usual size.
I don’t know what the usual size is, but at least it’s not that big.
‘Is it possible?’
Apart from whether it would hurt or not, the first thing that came to mind was whether it was even possible with that size.
And then, Seonghan carefully moved his waist to align our positions and slowly inserted his manhood.
“Uh…”
It didn’t hurt.
But the pleasure was incomparable to before.
If I wasn’t sure whether it was pleasure or not when my breasts were being touched.
This time, I definitely felt it.
This is pleasure, and this is lust.
“Ugh…”
I tried to hold it in, but a moan flowed out naturally, like breathing.
The first time was difficult.
Once I let out a moan, I felt less shame and embarrassment, so I continued to exhale with hot breaths and sounds.
“Ugh… Haa…”
So this is what it’s like.
It felt better than I thought.
However, I didn’t know.
“I’ll increase the speed now.”
“Ugh?!”
That this was just a warm-up.
