Chapter 253: An Unknown Side (4)

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1.

3 pm.

Was the time when Eloa checked in to a standard room at Periwinkle Hotel in Seoul.

For Periwinkle and Siwoo, it was a steamy afternoon.

This continued on until midnight.

Eloa tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Because the intense intercourse between those two was still going on.

The next day, 4 am.

Eloa woke up.

And they were still going at it.

11 am.

Eloa gave up and checked out of the hotel.

Later, she returned to the Witch Point.

Those two were still going at it.

5 pm.

Eloa decided to meditate.

They were still at it.

Another day passed and it was midnight once more.

Eloa drifted off to sleep.

Up until this point their neverending sex saga still persisted.

Then, at 4 am.

Eloa woke up with bleary eyes.

This was the result of the previous night's lack of sleep and the ordeal she went through all day.

After waking up, she looked around, resisting the urge to cheer.

"Finally...! It's over...!"

What reflected in her eye was the interior of a fancy-looking car.

She didn't care what was going on, she was just glad that she couldn't see Periwinkle's naked body anywhere.

A surge of emotion overwhelmed her.

"Ah..."

But, that joy was short-lived, it ended as soon as she noticed the pillow sitting between her legs.

Siwoo and Periwinkle had been going full throttle even until she dozed off.

Seeing their wild sex, so wild as if they were surrendering to their primal instincts, made her feel embarrassed, but at the same time, aroused.

Her heart raced irregularly and she felt a tingling sensation below.

She couldn't control her face that turned deep red and her breathing that grew hotter.

The worst thing was that she couldn't just escape under the cold water to fall asleep.

She could masturbate, but she didn't do it.

There was a strong urge that made her feel like she should reach her hand down there, but she resisted.

Because she wouldn't know how to face Siwoo later if she were actually masturbating while watching him doing it with someone else.

And most importantly, she just felt that it didn't sit right with her.

So, she came up with a makeshift solution, to slide a pillow between her legs.

This would prevent her from ever touching her crotch.

But the brief relief that was provided by squeezing the soft cushion with her crotch only lasted for a moment.

She squirmed her waist and legs.

Squeezing the pillow with her thighs before loosening her grip on them again.

Repeatedly.

Each time the pillow and her panties were pressed against her genitals, she felt a sense of relief as if she had released a pent-up feeling of hers.

She immersed herself in the sensation of transitioning from an odd and ticklish feeling to a refreshing one and ended up doing so while squirming on the bed until she eventually drifted off to sleep.

Eloa was inexperienced and she didn't know any better, so she had no clue what she was doing.

But, to anyone else, it was clear that she was definitely masturbating, just in a different way than her idea of what masturbation was.

Just like how an innocent girl trying to explore their sexuality, instinctively seeking pleasure through pillow masturbation.

Finally, just before she fell asleep, she was still holding onto the pillow and squirming around. Actually, she was still doing it even while she slept. When she woke up again...

"..."

The pillow was damp.

Eloa looked at it confusedly for a moment.

Is this sweat?

After catching a glimpse of the scene of the intercourse while half-asleep, she wondered if this was just her sweat or there was something else.

"I swear it wasn't like this yesterday..."

As soon as she fully woke up, everything began to clear up.

Because her pillow wasn't the only thing that was damp, but her underwear too.

Even my pajamas—!

"Ha—!"

She held back a sharp screen.

Feeling all confused, just like when she first got her period, she cautiously reached out with her hand.

Underneath the pajamas Siwoo had given her, beneath her underwear.

Though she hadn't touched it yet, she could feel its heat and could hear a sticky sound coming from it.

"Haah—!"

As soon as her fingertips brushed against her stiffly erect, wet clit, she felt her thighs tremble involuntarily.

For a moment, she was flustered, then she realized the origin of the liquid that soaked her pillow, panties, and pajamas.

Her own arousal.

Sexual pleasure and arousal wasn't something that was out of the world or anything.

They were part of human instinct, though for a woman, they were like a seedling, securely hidden within a tough shell.

Only after repeated stimulations would they discover those hidden sensations.

Usually, it'd take days, sometimes even years. In Eloa's case, she experienced everything in a single day, that was why she was completely shocked.

Could this be...

"S-Secretion?"

The thick and sticky liquid that oozed out from Periwinkle when Siwoo had sex with her.

It looked remarkably similar to the liquid that was staining her fingertips right now.

In a panic, she withdrew her hand from her panties before looking around, fearing that someone might see her.

She knew that no one was around, but she still couldn't shake off the feeling of embarrassment.

Her eyes darted nervously, her mind raced even faster than usual.

Trying to regain her composure, she analyzed the situation, as if she was trying to study an enemy's motives.

"Does that mean...?"

After watching those two having sex, I became as aroused as Periwinkle...?

She hurriedly took off her clothes and threw her pillow into the trash.

Meanwhile, Siwoo was still on his way home.

She noticed how his surroundings became more and more familiar to her.

Which meant he was getting closer and she needed to handle everything before he arrived.

With a great urgency, she busied herself, not giving herself a single moment to dwell to even hate herself.

2.

Siwoo made his way back to the Witch Point's penthouse.

After he entered the place, he couldn't help but notice the stark contrast between the luxurious top floor of the five star hotel he was on and the more modest top floor of this rather ordinary building.

When he first saw it, it felt like it was a grand palace, but now it felt as if it was just a large room.

As Siwoo made his way toward the bedroom, where Sharon was at, he caught sight of Eloa's back, who was standing there, holding a handful of laundry.

"Hm? You're awake, Master."

Startled by his call, Eloa jumped like a cat.

Siwoo had expected her to be fast asleep around this time, or at least she was still in her pajamas.

But here she was, completely dressed, as if she was about to go somewhere.

"..."

"Are you alright?"

Siwoo asked after noticing her being all tense, which was unlike her usual self.

He knew that she always had nightmares.

Her waking up covered in cold sweat as she rushed to the bathroom was a sight that he had seen many times before, so it wasn't a surprise that he was wondering if it was happening again now.

"Sorry for disappearing without a word for two days. I should have let you know, but I ended up causing you unnecessary worry."

He also thought that she was upset because she hadn't said anything to him.

Then again, given that he practically vanished without a word and only appeared again two days later, it was understandable that she was worried to death about him.

Why didn't I think to contact her back then...?

When his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, he finally could make out her expression.

Flushed face.

Her magenta eyes, filled with embarrassment that she couldn't even focus properly on his face.

"A-Ah? Y-You're here?"

At that moment, a daring thought crossed Siwoo's mind.

Because the expression on her face was a familiar one.

The kind of face he usually saw on the woman he kissed when the atmosphere was just right, or when the woman had succumbed to her lust.

But he doubted that it would be the case.

Unlike anyone who he had known before, Eloa was always serious and earnest.

Not only that, she treasured him like a disciple, making it unlikely that she'd entertain such thoughts about him.

Now he felt repulsed by his own intrusive thoughts.

He shook his head vigorously before lowering it.

"This won't happen again, I swear."

"No, it's fine. Disappearing without words isn't a good thing, but...you need rest too. I mean, you've been training without a break until now, haven't you?"

The pair casually walked across the room.

After a brief pause, Eloa asked him a question.

"So, where did you go?"

Though the question came out a bit late, since Siwoo was the one who wandered without a word, he expected that he'd need to explain himself.

The problem here was the fact that there was a slight tension in the air. It seemed like Eloa herself wasn't keen on bringing the topic up for some reason.

"I met up with Ms. Periwinkle, you know the one who saved me and Sharon before... About that, I need something to tell you. Do you have a moment?"

Eloa tossed the crumpled laundry into the basket.

Then she cautiously turned to Siwoo.

"Y-You need to tell me something...?"

Hearing his words, her confident demeanor disappeared as she hunched her shoulders.

It reminded Siwoo of a small animal who'd cower when one would talk to it.

Is she having a rough time right now?

He felt worried.

According to Branch Manager Sua, thanks to him, Eloa's mental state had improved significantly, but he knew that she was still silently suffering.

He had witnessed her whimpers in distress during her nightmares more times than he could count.

Everytime, he'd look at her with empathy and concern.

Considering that she normally never felt good after waking up, he realized that perhaps this was the worst timing to bring the topic up.

So, he decided that he'd wait for a bit, to give her a chance to relax before telling her about everything.

"Well, why don't we save that for later? For now, how about a drink?"

Eloa nodded subtly in agreement.

All this time, she was surprised that he arrived so quickly, but it seemed he only saw her moving the laundry and nothing else.

He didn't seem to suspect anything.

But, she still couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze.

All because she was wetting herself down below when she peeped on him having sexual intercourse.

No one but herself knew about this.

But, she was still embarrassed anyway, because of how shameful her behavior was.

How can I call myself his master when I'm so shameless?

Eloa calmed her racing heart.

But, why did he suddenly want to talk? Why is he suggesting we have a drink together?

Feeling confused, she cautiously accepted the glass Siwoo offered.

"Thank you."

With a little alcohol entering her system, she felt relieved somehow.

"How are you feeling, Master?"

"W-What do you mean?"

"You didn't look good, so I was worried. I didn't worry you too much, right?"

"Ah, no, nothing for you to worry about."

When he asked her about her condition, Eloa, who was about to panic, breathed a sigh of relief after realizing that he was just trying to care for her.

But, the vivid images and the vulgar words he used earlier kept replaying in her mind, making her feel restless.

She wished that those impure thoughts would go away quickly.

"As I mentioned before, do you want to go shopping for clothes together after tomorrow's training?"

Hearing that, Eloa's heart skipped a beat.

Did he see my wet clothes and underwear?

As soon as she saw him, their visual connection was lost, so she didn't know what he saw after that.

Desperate to change the topic, she blurted out her words.

"I have more than one pair of pajamas, you know?"

"Ah... I mean, clothes you can wear outside, not just pajamas..."

"Clothes...besides pajamas...? Ah, right. Clothes. Yeah. Good idea."

This is going horribly.

Her thoughts were all over the place.

Unhealthy thoughts kept popping into her head.

Maybe I should spend some time away from him.

Let's get some fresh air.

"I'm a little tired, so I should stop drinking for today. Sorry."

"Huh?"

Without even waiting for his response, Eloa suddenly stood up, downed the remaining drink in one shot and quickly went outside.

"I guess she's really upset with me, huh...?"

Since he didn't know the situation at all, he could only make such a guess.