“Did you really think you could sneak yourself into this damn fox’s room without this happening?”
“Mmnh... no, it’s not like that....”
Sohwa bit her lip and shook her head, desperate to deny his accusation.
But his relentless hands didn’t let up.
They slid lower, slipping beneath her skirt and pushing her undergarments aside.
In the distance, the clinking of a spoon against a brass bowl echoed faintly.
Noksu was likely having his breakfast on the veranda, oblivious to the scene unfolding just beyond the thin partition.
“You sly little thing....”
It didn’t take much to find her already wet.
As Dohwi’s fingers glided over her slick folds, a bitter laugh escaped his lips.
“Didn’t you say this was too much? That we shouldn’t?”
“....”
“My little puppy. How could you be so shameless?”
“I told you, I’m a fox....”
Her flushed face gave her away.
