TINL Ch 6

“Whatever you’re assuming, Mr. Sunwoo, I stepped into this project with the determination to fight fiercely and win, even more than you can imagine. Consider it a windfall for you, so stop racking your brains unnecessarily and enjoy it. Your tie is crooked.”

“…….”

“It’s as if I, who suddenly appeared without you even remembering me, am waving a blank check. Our luggage is coming out over there, so grab it.”

Sunwoo glared at the woman who was giving him instructions while speaking her mind, and grabbed the large suitcase she pointed at. As he was leaving the arrival hall, trying to explain why he was drugged, someone called him in a loud voice.

“President Bae!”

He turned around in disgust to see a slender woman with shorter hair than him standing with her hands on her hips, a displeased look on her face. Sunwoo, already irritated by Wol, felt the back of his neck stiffen at the appearance of one of Tamra’s top troublemakers.

“Lady Jacheongbi… What are you doing on the mainland, leaving Hallasan Mountain…?”

“Grandma Seulmunde told me not to go near Hallasan Mountain for a while.”

“No, what kind of trouble did you cause this time to get kicked out?”

He laughed in disbelief at his own words. What a combination – the owner of Hallasan Mountain kicked out of Jeju, a murderer who gets angry instead of apologizing, and a victim acting as a porter, feeling guilty.

Jacheongbi pointed at Sunwoo, who was giggling like a crazy person, and pouted at Wol.

“Wol, Grandma Seulmunde took him to the Heavenly Realm, so I tried to pick a flower of ruin for you, but I got caught. If I had that, you could wipe out this wretched world in one go without all this unnecessary trouble.”

“I told you, let’s keep the flower of ruin as a last resort. If we’re going to start a new civilization within 100 years, we need to wipe out only humans, but if we use that, everyone dies – people, animals, plants – so we can’t.”

“…What are these women talking about right now…?”

Sunwoo groaned, rubbing the stiff back of his neck. Jacheongbi practically lifted both Wol and Sunwoo like luggage and shoved them into the back seat of a prepared car, then stepped on the accelerator and started chattering.

“Actually, I got caught on purpose. To run an errand for Lord Haebak and to back up Wol and President Bae.”

“You know each other?”

“We’ve maintained a very secret relationship for a very long time, without anyone knowing.”

“What the…”

“Wol is the Heavenly Realm’s first divorcee, and I’m the Earth’s first divorcee. There must be something in common between the firsts, right?”

He alternately looked at Jacheongbi, who was throwing her head back and laughing loudly, and Wol, who seemed to hear nothing, looking down and focused on preparing for the negotiations. Far from having anything in common, the two women were polar opposites in appearance and personality. Sunwoo shook his head, turned to look out the window, and let out a long sigh.

‘Don’t think about anything and just endure it for a year. There’s nothing to think deeply about.’

Sunwoo, being pushed and pulled around, took slow, deep breaths to regain his composure. He didn’t know what went wrong in the past 600 years, but the current Wol was no longer the person he had dearly loved.

‘If Myungwol treats me like an incompetent intern without a shred of emotion, I’ll just treat her like a personal safety. A murderer said she’d atone, so I’ll just use her until I’m no longer angry and then dump her.’

Questions like ‘Why did you kill me?’ and ‘What happened during that time?’ still lingered in Sunwoo’s mind. Even if he asked, it was obvious he wouldn’t get a proper answer right away.

‘Questions I haven’t been able to voice for 600 years… Nothing will change just by staying silent a little longer.’

Sunwoo closed his eyes and took deep breaths to calm his turbulent mind. It was counterproductive. The more he slowly inhaled and exhaled, the more distinct the faint scent that had been subtly stimulating him since they were on the plane became.

The scent of frozen river and peaches. As soon as he realized it was Myungwol’s scent, Sunwoo’s eyes followed the trail of the deep fragrance without hesitation.

A stain, slightly darker than the color of the fabric, was spreading over the curve of her full breasts. Sunwoo, without even thinking about what the stain was, hurriedly took off his jacket and wrapped it around Myungwol.

“What are you doing?”

“Senior, on your chest, uh, anyway… Wear this!”

Jacheongbi, who had been glancing at the back seat through the rearview mirror with a playful expression, slammed on the brakes as soon as she heard the word “chest.”

“Damn it! I thought I smelled something sweet! Wol, you didn’t even know your negativity was leaking out of your clothes? It must have hurt quite a bit to reach that point!”

“Ah… I must have taken too much medicine and become numb.”

“I rolled so many cigarettes for you at the beginning of the year, telling you to stop taking those damn pills! You’re pouring things of this world into yourself like that, so negativity builds up! Why are you taking such drugs when you have good painkillers? Especially before an important negotiation!”

Jacheongbi yelled and got out of the car without listening to Myungwol’s reply, running off somewhere.

“I’ll buy you some clothes, so get rid of the negativity!”

Sunwoo, as if his brain had disappeared along with Jacheongbi, ruminated on the newly acquired information with an empty head.

‘Because I told her not to smoke… That’s why she took the pills and alcohol…’

He closed his eyes tighter and opened his mouth.

“Senior, I…”

“I’m telling you this so you don’t feel unnecessarily sorry, but I usually mix medicine and alcohol like that. It was my mistake that I didn’t control the amount.”

Myungwol neatly interrupted Sunwoo by hanging the jacket he had given her on the headrest of the driver’s seat. Sunwoo, startled by the stain that had spread even further in the meantime, covered it with his hand and raised his voice.

“Wear it!”

“No. Mr. Sunwoo, you didn’t bring a change of clothes.”

“Are you worried about my clothes right now?”

“Of course. We’re on our way to a negotiation. If my negativity stains your clothes, it’s obvious what the Sun Gods will say, and I don’t want to be criticized for something like that.”

Myungwol calmly retorted and started to take off her clothes. Sunwoo, biting his lip, watched her hands with a lump in his throat.

Slender fingers encased in black gloves pulled open the jacket and unbuttoned the wrinkle-free shirt. The hands that removed the stained fabric unhooked her bra without hesitation.

As her breasts, unexpectedly large for her slender frame, were revealed, the sweet scent filling the car intensified.

Inside the dim car, only the exposed, wet skin was dazzlingly white.

“Ha…”

A deep sigh escaped Sunwoo’s lips as he quickly turned his head away. Myungwol grabbed the back of his head without hesitation and pushed her breast into his parted lips.

“Suck hard. We don’t have time, so let’s finish quickly. I only know the theory… I’ve never actually had anyone suck it for me, so let’s just finish it quickly before it gets more awkward.”

Thud, or perhaps, crumble. Sweet negativity flowed into the place where his reason had collapsed with a ridiculous sound. He, who had been stiffly frozen with bated breath, could no longer resist and gently sucked on the breast leaking the milky liquid. As his hot tongue rubbed and licked her bumpy nipple, Myungwol tilted her head back and let out a moist breath.

“Huh…”

At that sound, Sunwoo’s shattered reason returned, just barely.

“Ah, I’m sorry! Jacheongbi said this, that it hurts, but I sucked too hard…”

“No, it doesn’t hurt, it’s just…”

Myungwol cut off Sunwoo’s words, bit her lip hesitantly, closed her eyes tight, and whispered as if shrinking.

“You need to suck harder for it to come out.”

“…….”

“The other side is inverted, so you have to suck even harder.”

After speaking, she hesitated for a moment, then guided Sunwoo’s clenched fist to her breast.

“Hurry.”

He, crumbling before her faint, fragile urging, sucked on the soft flesh. The negativity he drew from Wol filled his mouth and flowed into him. The taste of negativity was warmer and sweeter than anything else in the world. There was nothing he could do but suck greedily like a starving beast.

“Eut, heup.”

As his hard teeth grazed her protruding nub, Myungwol’s heated breaths caught in her throat, coming out in short bursts. Sunwoo, staring as if to lick the corners of her reddening eyes, tightened his grip on the soft flesh. He intertwined their heated gazes and slowly pushed his index finger into the tip that refused to pop out.

“Ah!”

A small gasp escaped her lips as his hard fingertip intruded into the faint slit that was leaking a whitish fluid. Sunwoo was immensely pleased by her hot breath, exhaled from lips that had been cool all along. Driven by the urge to hear a louder sound, he pinched her stubbornly inverted nipple and pulled it as if to punish her.

“Heup!”

Wol’s waist flinched.

“You like this kind of thing, huh?”

Wol’s peach-colored blush spread from the corners of her eyes to her cheeks and neck as the low, excited voice tickled her hardened nipples. A pink flush spread across her pale skin. Sunwoo, unknowingly smiling, sucked the negativity with all his might and tugged at her rounded peaks.

“Ah, euung…”

Her face, contorted with excitement and pain, was maddeningly beautiful. She was so intensely lovely that he wanted to make her cry out even more messily.

The streetlight filtering through the gaps in the tinted windows became hazy, blocked by the heat she emitted. Wol, her back to the foggy windows and the city nightscape, twisted her waist uncomfortably and gazed at the man burying his face in her breasts, as if to imprint him in her eyes, before closing them.

The wet sounds of his lips and her skin touching tickled her sensitized flesh. Wol, panting helplessly every time he flicked his fingertips and grazed her with his teeth, was swept away by a shallow climax and wrapped her arms tightly around Sunwoo’s head.

He hesitated for a moment, then buried his teeth into her soft flesh, swallowing a moan deep in his throat. From deep within, all the way to where his lips touched, a gentle pleasure shot up through Wol’s body.

Sunwoo, gently stroking and soothing her lightly trembling, fragile body with his lips and hands, slowly parted his lips. A translucent thread stretched between his lips and her swollen, red nipple.

“Hoo…”

Wol’s shoulders trembled as his hot breath brushed against her breasts, now messy with his saliva, sweet negativity, fingerprints, and teeth marks. Sunwoo turned his head, took a handkerchief from his jacket that she had neatly hung, and handed it to her, forcing a businesslike tone.

“Once you’ve tidied up, I’ll contact Lady Jacheongbi immediately.”

“And get rid of Mr. Sunwoo’s negativity too.”

“…No, no, no, I’m fine.”

As he reflexively covered his chest and shook his head, Wol grabbed his belt without a trace of a smile.

“For male gods, it’s this way. You’re about to wet your pants, so what are you saying?”