IT
BECOMES THE FUSE,
AND THE WOMAN'S SOBS
MARK THE START OF THEIR PASSIONATE ENCOUNTER.
YOUR...
PRESENTED BENEATH YOUR FEET,
THE MAN'S LIPS
SLOWLY,
HAAH
AND ONCE MORE, SLOWLY,
HAAH...
AS IF YOUR GROIN
WERE A HIDING PLACE, CRAWLING UPWARD
SCRAPING AGAINST YOUR EARS WITH A PLAINTIVE SOUND,
UGH...
HUK...
MY LORD–
KUGH...
ASCENDING THE STAGE AS A REFINED PLEASURE,
SETTLING UPON THE SMALL PEAK YOU'VE REACHED,
QUENCHING THE WEARINESS OF THE CLIMB
WITH AN ENDLESSLY FLOWING SPRING.
ROLLING HIS THREE-INCH TONGUE,
MERELY SOOTHING HIS THIRST,
THERE...!
SQUELCH SQUELCH
HAANG...♥
ŞAP!
AAH!
HNGH
OVERWHELMED BY THE APPROACHING PLEASURE, YOU
W-WAIT
A SECOND...!
PULL YOUR WAIST BACK BY AN INCH.
ALLOWING ONLY AN INCH OF DISTANCE,
STOP...
CEASE THIS!!
THE MAN
SHAPES YOUR INTIMATE ECHO UNTIL IT TREMBLES,
KUGH
UGH MY LORD,
I'M GOING...
UGH...
!!!
CRAFTING YOU INTO A BUTTERFLY OF ECSTASY AND SETTING YOU FREE.
GROWN HAZY, YOU WONDER
WHETHER THE BUTTERFLY IS YOU,
OR YOU ARE THE BUTTERFLY.
IS THIS NOT, TRULY,
A BUTTERFLY DREAM?
DID YOU...
RECITE ALL OF THAT?
INSOLENT WRETCH.
PFFT!
DID YOU SERIOUSLY THINK
THAT IF YOU SNATCHED THE BOOK AWAY,
I WOULDN’T BE ABLE TO RECITE IT?
I WROTE THIS MYSELF.
YOU KNOW THAT.
THAT’S THE BOOK I RECITE EVEN IN MY SLEEP.
TO SHUT MY MOUTH,
YOU SHOULD HAVE USED A DIFFERENT METHOD.
FOR EXAMPLE...
DISMISS THEM.
DID YOU NOT HEAR MY WORDS?
THEM.
I SAID TO DISMISS THEM.
NOW WAIT,
WHO IS THIS YOUNG LADY?
NO MATTER IF YOU'RE NAM-GIL'S MASTER,
WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TELLING ME TO LEAVE?
HOW DARE YOU?
YOU SHOULD HEAD OUT NOW.
WHAT?
I LOOK FORWARD TO OUR NEXT PROMISE.
FINE.
BUT NEXT TIME, HAVE SOME GOOD WINE PREPARED AS WELL.
DEOK, LET'S GO.
"PROMISE," MY FOOT.
ARE YOU GOING TO SNATCH
THIS BOOK AWAY, TOO?
YOU BET I AM.
ARE YOU SERIOUSLY
WORRIED ABOUT A MERE BOOK RIGHT NOW?
YOUR LEWD ACTS,
NOT EVEN KNOWING THAT THIS HABIT HAS BECOME SECOND NATURE,
FAILING TO FIX IT AT ALL,
AND YOU COME BACK HAVING COMPLETELY RELAPSED!
HAAH
DID YOU DISMISS THEM JUST TO SAY THAT?
I WAS HONESTLY...
WONDERING IF I HAD MISUNDERSTOOD.
I THOUGHT YOU DISMISSED THEM
SO THAT MASTER WOULD KEEP ME COMPANY INSTEAD.
AHH,
COULD IT BE
THAT WE’RE STARTING RIGHT NOW?
In this chapter, a woman recites an erotic book from memory while engaged in a passionate encounter. After moments of pleasure, she reveals that she is the author of the book, defies those who want to silence her, and demands that everyone else in the room be thrown out. An argument breaks out because she is Nam-gil's master, the guests leave asking for wine, and the pair are left alone.
