Insidious Night, Steeped Night

As a red, smooth tongue licked her slender nape, Sol-hyun shrugged her shoulders and covered her neck with one hand. Jae-ha raised an eyebrow. It felt as if he were asking, ‘What were you imagining?’ Her cold nape burned as if it were being scorched. “Will you leave now? I have to go soothe my impatient son.” “You—you crazy bastard!” At his single remark, Sol-hyun finally twisted the handle she had been gripping and rushed outside as if fleeing. ‘Crazy pervert! He hasn't changed a bit.’ Her throat felt ticklish. The curses she couldn't spit out continued to linger in her mouth until she crossed the garden and passed through the main gate.