Childhood Friend Edification Theory - CHAPTER 4.5 - R19

04.Edification – Part 5

Friday. After her last class from 7th to 9th period, the school day finally ended. Although it wasn’t late, she felt rushed. She was supposed to have dinner with Jaeha at his place. Even though she was in a hurry, the walk home went smoothly as usual. The problem came when she was almost home.

Swoosh~

“Ah! Cold!”

Without warning, a downpour began. If she walked another three minutes, she would reach the entrance to her apartment, but the sudden rain caught her off guard. She considered buying an umbrella from a shop, but the distance to the shop and the entrance to the apartment was about the same whether she walked or ran.

Haea decided to run. The heavy rain quickly soaked the ground, making crunching sounds as she stepped on it. Mud splattered on her white ankles.

By the time she reached the entrance and waited for the elevator, her body was shivering with cold.

“Ugh... It’s cold…”

Normally she would wait patiently for the elevator doors to close, but today she was freezing and in a hurry. She pressed the close button repeatedly, and the doors closed as the elevator rose.It was a chilly autumn evening. The fan in the elevator seemed to be blowing cold air in, making it feel even colder. Her already soaked cardigan clung to her damply, no matter how hard she tried to pull it closer.

As she reached the front door of her house and put her hand on the lock, her phone rang almost simultaneously.

Beep beep beep beep. Beep beep beep beep.

01240424.Before checking her phone, Haea punched in the password she had created by combining their birthdays.

Ringgg! Click.

As the door unlocked, she walked in to see Jaeha already standing in the hallway. When he lowered the phone from his ear, her phone stopped ringing as well.

“Oh… hi, Jaeha.”

“You’re all w*t. If it was raining, you should have called me to pick you up!”

He said, raising his voice as he walked towards her.

“I was almost home…”

“You could have waited somewhere dry. What’s so bad about me coming out for a short distance? Why did you have to walk in the rain?”

His hair was still damp, indicating that he had showered earlier. He was wearing only a bathrobe.

“Ugh... It’s so cold, Jaeha…”

Haea hugged him tightly before he could scold her any further, rubbing her body against his. She could feel the w*tness of her clothes soaking into his soft robe.

“Can you get me a towel? If I go in like this, it’ll be a mess to clean up… ah!”

He quickly lifted her by the waist, supporting her as water dripped down the long hallway.

“Jaeha, the water is dripping…”

“Why should you care?”

The voice that cut her off seemed as cold as a knife’s edge. Haea was not dragged but carried into the bathroom, staring blankly at the long trail of water that soaked the hallway and living room.

Jaeha grabbed her bag and tossed it carelessly at the bathroom entrance before immediately turning on the shower. The sound of water gushing out was accompanied by a sudden burst of hot water. He tested the temperature with his hand before holding her under the stream.

“Are you going to, uh, keep doing what you want, huh?“

The water poured over her head and trickled into her mouth. Haea spat it out and glared at him, but her defiance didn’t seem to faze him. His large hands silently began to remove her w*t clothes.

“It’s already w*t, what’s the difference?”

“That’s true, but…”

Her cardigan was already discarded, and soon her white t-shirt and bra were removed as well. Embarrassed to be down to her jeans, she turned to cover her ch*st, but he quickly picked her up again. Her socks fell off one by one.

“I can do it myself! You’ll get w*t again.”

“Not listening again, are you?”

Slap! He smacked her lightly on the bottom where her jeans had slipped down slightly. It didn’t hurt, but the way he turned her over and spanked her, like he was scolding a misbehaving child, made her feel humiliated. When she squirmed in protest, he spanked her bottom faster.

“Idiot! Don’t hit me there!”

“Then stand still and behave.”

Once again, Haea’s resistance quickly crumbled. Her face turned bright red as she let her body go limp, hoping this moment would pass quickly.

Water-soaked skinny jeans were difficult to remove even standing, but he managed to remove them effortlessly while holding her up with one arm. Had she not been slung over his shoulder like a sack, she might have been more impressed.

With the last layer of defense gone, she stood n*ked before him. He also threw off his robe, which had become so w*t that it no longer served any purpose.
Steam bubbled over his bare shoulders as he approached. In the misty bathroom, his eyes met hers with a gaze that seemed ready to tear, chew and swallow her whole.

Instinctively, her body stepped back.

“Come here.”

As she stepped out from under the shower head which marked the limit of Ha Jaeha’s patience, he frowned and pulled her back into his arms. Despite the warm water, her body still felt cool, but his high body temperature wrapped around her, melting the tension in her shoulders.

“Uh…“

It was like stepping into a hot spring; her entire body felt warm, and her face flushed with heat to the point of slight dizziness. Resting her cheek against his ch*st, she let out a shaky breath. Her mouth felt dry and her ears rang slightly.

Lifting her head slightly, she saw his westernized features. The water flowed down his sharply defined face, across his deep-set eyes, down his arrogant nose, as arrogant as his personality, and along the contour of his delicate jawline. The water then traveled down his neck and abs, pooling around his gr*in.

The spot where the water gathered and fell like a waterfall was near his gr*in, where his erect p*nis stood and dripping w*t.

“Jaeha.”

“Yes.”

His voice was tinged with coldness at the end. His thick, w*t eyebrows had drawn together slightly. Part of it was due to s*xual ar*usal, but that wasn’t the whole reason.

“Are you… angry?”

“How could I not be? Don’t you even know your own body? Don’t you know you’re going to catch a cold walking in the rain in this weather? Do you know how high your fever gets when you’re sick?”

His sharp tone made her dizzy. Shocked, she clung to his arm, his beautiful face distorted with grief.

“I can’t bear it when you’re sick.”

Ah.

With that single sentence, her emotional defenses fell like dominoes. It was as if her innermost feelings were laid bare before him, leaving her feeling utterly powerless.
But her body was thrilled. Her ch*st tightened with such deep longing that she could hardly resist the urge to hold him tightly. She felt guilty for experiencing such emotions while he was worried about her, but she couldn’t control her impulse.

Haea rose to her tiptoes and kissed him. As she licked his moist lips, the parched sensation in her body eased and she exhaled with relief. Her excited, shallow breaths brushed pathetically against his closed lips.

“What are you doing, sick girl?”

He gently pushed her away and grabbed a shower puff. His hands moved gently, creating a lather as he carefully washed her body. He scrubbed every inch of her, his large hands even covering her gr*in and thoroughly cleaning the entrance to her v*gina.

Although Haea shivered slightly with desire, he made no further moves. Though his p*nis was visibly responding, his touch remained reverent, almost as if he were a devoted disciple worshiping the newborn flesh of a god.

“It’s hard here.”

Haea remarked, lightly gripping his p*nis. His hips jerked forward reflexively and his face twisted with suppressed emotion.

“If a man doesn’t get hard when the woman he loves stands naked in front of him, can he even call that a c*ck?”

He spoke gruffly, gently removing her hand from him – slowly, carefully, without using even 10% of his strength. Despite the agonizingly slow pace, pre-c*m leaked from the tip of his p*nis.

Seeing this, Haea’s face flushed with a mixture of shy emotions. She had trembled with s*xual arousal before, but nothing compared to the satisfaction she felt now. She held onto his arm, which kept trying to push her away.

“Do you… love me?”

She already knew the answer, but suddenly she had a deep desire to hear it from his lips. At that moment, Jaeha’s hands, which had just finished soaping her, stopped. The sweet-smelling bubbles were washed away by the flowing water. Like a fleeting mermaid’s foam, the lather was trampled underfoot and disappeared with a soft whisper.

“I love you.”

A ticklish sensation filled her ch*st, swelling so much that her ears felt hot with excitement.

“Tell me more.”

Haea pleaded as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I love you.”

“Keep going.”

“I love you, Haea.”

His p*nis continued to thrust against her abdomen, as if trying to force itself into the empty space inside her. He became increasingly ar*used as he confessed his love. His swollen p*nis spurted a sticky fl*id as if it were about to ej*culate. Haea felt her womb being crushed.

“I can’t… wait.”