Vows and Bullets-Chapter 50: Honeymoon (Part 5)

"W-What? M-Moan?" I gulped, trying hard to say those words. "As in... sex noises?"

"Yes. Hurry!"

"I don’t know how to—"

"You moan just fine when we kiss."

"That’s not moaning!" I argued back in a whisper. "I’m gasping for breath!"

"Ugh. You’re taking too much time. Can’t you just do it?"

"I really don’t know how—Uhmm."

He kissed me again... passionately.

Why the heck was he suddenly kissing again? It’s not like we could be seen kissing! There’s no need to pretend.

Then, his lips went down my chin... and down again to my neck!

"Ahhhh!" I shrieked the moment his warm lips touched my neck.

No, actually, it wasn’t a shriek. It was a weird sound my mouth suddenly produced out of the suddenness and ridiculousness of the scenario.

That wasn’t all. His lips felt somewhat ticklish, especially when his warm breath touched my skin. And for some reason, I felt like... I was being eaten.

"Aaahhh...uhmm."

My mouth wasn’t listening to me and produced unknown sounds out of their own. He was just kissing my neck—what’s so different about it with the kiss on the lips? They were both kisses, but... this unfamiliar feeling... it’s making my body burn for I don’t know what reason. T-This could be considered sexual harassment, right? But why—Argh!

’Kim, Ye-Ji! What is wrong with you?!’

I tried to push him away, but my strength left me.

’Why am I so sensitive to these kinds of things?’

Slowly, his lips moved from the middle part of my neck to the side and up, near my ear. And my goodness, that part was even worse. I found myself moaning more. Yes, I’ll admit it. I was moaning. There’s no other way to describe these weird sounds.

"Uhmm...s-stop."

I tried to stop myself from making such sounds by covering my mouth with the back of my hand, but it was useless. He saw me doing it, and he pulled my hand away.

"Moan louder."

F*ck this. Fine. I’ll moan if that’s what you want. Since I just did it unconsciously, there’s no difference in doing it again, so I’ll just...

"Aaaaahh! Ahhhh! Aaahhh..."

I moaned louder and gasped for breath.

"Good."

Then, he reached out towards the door and finally closed it.

"Haah... Haah... Haah..."

Catching our breaths, we walked further inside and sat on the couch. While he was busy brushing his hair up and closing his eyes as he relaxed on his seat, my blood started to boil when the recent events sank into my brain.

"Jeon Eun-Woo," I called his name with much disgust. "How dare you do that to me, huh?" I glared at him with all my might. "Ugh... I want to kill you so bad."

"I told you to moan, and you can’t, so I forced it out of you. What’s so wrong with that?"

"That’s sexual harassment! You got that?"

"No, it’s not. I was doing it for the mission. Besides, you looked like you enjoyed it," he replied, mocking me by smirking and raising his eyebrows.

"Hah! Like the reason of so many rapists and perverts all around the world!" I scoffed at him. "Let me make this clear to you—I didn’t like it! That’s why I’m so angry right now, I want to kill you this instant!"

"If you don’t want it to happen again, do your job properly," he said sternly, staring at me with his cold eyes. "Ugh... I can’t believe you don’t even know how to moan."

He sighed and shook his head. Then, he took out his phone from his pocket and tapped on it.

"I’m sending you the full training course in Art of Seduction. Make sure to review it all over again, especially the parts about sex."

"What? No way!" I snapped at him. "You’re not going to make me do those things, are you? You know why I never accepted those kinds of missions—I told you about it from day one! I’m not... using my body for such—ugh!"

"I won’t, but you better learn the basics at least."

"I know the basics—"

"No, you don’t. That’s why you can’t even moan properly."

"I just did it a moment ago!"

"With my help!"

"Well... what else is there you want me to learn? Don’t tell me you want me to study the sexual acts itself?"

"Why not? It can come in handy in case we need it someday."

"No way! Come in handy? Why? Are you thinking of a possible scenario where I have to... no!"

"I can’t promise there won’t be. That’s why it’s best to equip yourself with the knowledge to better prepare for what’s to come."

Hearing those words, my heart ached... as if hundreds of needles were pricking it.

To be honest, the only reason why I avoided missions that involved flirting or seducing someone, even if they were the easiest and would quickly gather points for me, was because... I’m scared of it.

Just imagining myself in the hands of some stranger, either naked or clothed, with their lips running all over my body... makes me puke. And to think it would be my first time... NEVER! That’s why even just the possibility of that happening scares me.

"P-Please... no."

I lowered my head and my gaze. Soon, tears were falling from my eyes.

’Huh? Why am I crying?’

Then, I don’t know what got into me, but I started overthinking and trembled at my own thoughts.

’What if he’s right, and someday, there would indeed be a case where I have to sacrifice myself? This is an S-rank mission, after all. We never know what could happen. What about when we face the head of those leading prostitution or slavery, or something alike? There were several plans laid out in the mission on how to approach them, and one of them was to attend their "special party." What if when we go there, we would be forced to do—’

As my overly active brain drowned me in negativity, I suddenly felt a pair of hands pulling me close for a hug. It was Agent Helios. For some reason, he looked tense. Was he worried he crossed the line? Hmph! He should be! He shouldn’t be scaring me like that!

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...

"Forget I said that," he whispered to my ears. "There’s no need for you to learn it. You don’t need it. And I’ll make sure you won’t even need to do such a thing."

’Huh? He’s changing his mind? That’s... great.’

His embrace went tighter, and he patted my head.

Ha-ha. How funny. He was the reason I started to overthink, but look at it now... he’s also the reason why my fears were slowly fading away as if they never existed. I wonder why?