Illusion Blind Date - Chapter 49

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#49

Does he feel the same way I do right now?
Spring gave a small nod, and Tae Moon shot to his feet.
Screech.
The chair scraped backward.
He loomed closer, casting a shadow over her.
Bracing one hand against the back of Spring’s chair, Tae Moon bent toward her.
“Look up at me.”
He cupped her chin in his palm and tilted her face upward.
Under the intensity of his gaze, her heart hammered so violently she thought it might burst.
Soft.
He tilted his head and kissed her lightly—warm lips meeting and parting, meeting and parting again.
It was a tender, honeyed kiss.
He pressed and withdrew slowly, as if exchanging emotion itself, until his lower lip caught hers and drew it between his teeth.
He nibbled with his teeth, teased with the tip of his tongue, then—unable to resist any longer—tilted his head and thrust his tongue into the space between her lips.
Gasp.
He swallowed every breath that escaped, capturing her fleeing tongue and holding it fast.
As her tongue was sucked and grazed and rubbed in that exquisite torment, Spring gripped his shirt with both hands.
She couldn’t breathe. The world tilted.
Pressed backward, she felt crushed against the stone-hard wall of his chest, as if she might suffocate.
When Spring tapped his shoulder, his lips finally pulled away. His forehead met hers as he exhaled heat and urgency.
Fire burned in those dark eyes.
Haah……
As Spring panted to catch her breath, Tae Moon—his entire upper body now pressed against her—raked his hand through his hair while keeping his other arm around her waist, his lips twisted into a grimace.
“God, I’m losing it.”
He ran his hand roughly through his hair, and he looked almost angry.
Startled by this unexpected reaction, Spring’s eyes widened as she looked up at him.
“…What’s wrong?”
Tae Moon let out a low curse, then laughed roughly.
“Spring, the door’s locked. We’re trapped in here.”
“What? What do you mean?”
Tae Moon’s sharp eyes pointed toward the Balcony door.
“It only opens from the inside.”
Spring bolted from the chair and rushed toward the Balcony door.
She pushed with all her strength, but the door wouldn’t budge.
“…It really is locked.”
Spring turned back to him, her expression dazed.
“Come here.”
Tae Moon pulled her back and wrapped his arms around her.
When she lifted her head, those still-burning eyes stared down at her, almost consuming her with their intensity.
He was clearly restraining himself, yet something pressing against her lower abdomen gave him away entirely.
His heaving chest and the wild light flickering in his eyes told her exactly how aroused he was.
But why had he noticed the locked door in the middle of their kiss?
Spring, who had been so dizzy with the intensity of it that she could barely think, found herself wondering about that.
“You suddenly noticed the door was locked while we were kissing?”
……
He was silent for a moment, then bowed his head and kissed her again as he asked, “Were you planning to stop at kissing?”
His voice was low and rough, almost hoarse.
Was he saying he’d already been thinking about what came after?
Still a bit dazed, she asked back, “What about you, Professor?”
“Do you want to know?”
Spring nodded.
“…You won’t be able to handle it.”
He tapped her flushed cheek gently, then pulled his body fully away from hers and took out his phone.
And he made a call to someone.

It was a call to Ji Moon.
“Come home for a moment. The Balcony door on the third floor is locked.”
Ji Moon’s mumbled protests crackled through the receiver.
After ending the call, Tae Moon slipped off his Training Jumper and draped it over Bom’s shoulders.
“Sit down. Ji Moon will be here soon.”
Bom did as he said, settling into the chair and drawing both knees up to her chest.
……What comes after a kiss, apparently.
Her heart hammered at the mere thought.
Bom gazed quietly at Tae Moon’s profile as he stood leaning against the Balcony railing, looking out into the night.
Her eyes traced the sharp line of his nose before settling on his sensual mouth.
He must have felt her stare, because he slowly turned around. Bom held his gaze without flinching.
“Professor, we’re dating, right?”
“You’re only just now figuring that out?”
Tae Moon stepped forward, moving slowly toward her. Bom rose from her chair as if spellbound.
Facing her, he cupped the back of her head and drew her into a kiss.
Their thighs tangled together as their bodies pressed flush against each other.
He shifted angles, biting her wet lips and licking them with his tongue. The sensation sent every fine hair on her body standing on end.
“Ah.”line>
His tongue parted her lips softly and slipped inside. After sweeping across every tender inch of her mouth, he suddenly caught her tongue between his lips.

The wet, obscene sound of him sucking and scraping with his teeth echoed against her ears.
One large hand slowly stroked her lower back, amplifying the sensation. Bom couldn’t think a rational thought anymore.
The more he stimulated her, the more her body heated and burned.
“Open your eyes.”
Finally, he pulled his lips away and spoke in a low murmur.
Bom lifted her eyelids and looked at him.
He wiped her breathless lips gently with his fingertip, then straightened her clothes with care.
Tap-tap-tap-tap.
Through her daze, the sound of footsteps running down the narrow alley beyond the wall grew steadily louder.
A familiar voice also pierced the quiet.
“What the hell are you two doing out on the Balcony at this hour?”
“How should I know? Just hurry up.”
“Panting… I can’t run anymore.”
It was Ji Moon and Yoon Gun’s voices.
Tae Moon kissed her once more, as if reluctant to pull away, exhaling softly before finally stepping back.
With no strength left in her legs, Bom sank into the chair.
Tae Moon draped the fallen Training Jumper back over her shoulders and gently stroked her head.
“Stay down. I’ll explain to the guys.”
Bom rested her head against the table, her arms folded on top. He fastened her clothes carefully so nothing would come loose.
Wrapped in the fabric that carried his scent, she felt enveloped in warmth and comfort.
Bom bit her lip softly.
A smile escaped through the press of her teeth.
They’d never guess what we just did here.
Bom settled into his protection, breathing steadily.

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“Whoa, you’re drinking Western Liquor at this hour?”
Yoon Gun asked in surprise.
“Hyung, did Bom ask you to drink? When she gets drunk, she can’t eat, and it ruins her look.”
Ji Moon shook his head and looked down at Bom.
“What are you talking about?”
Tae Moon’s eyebrows rose sharply.
Ji Moon was speaking as if Bom went around grabbing anyone to drink with.
“She doesn’t even know she’s drunk when she starts, so she just keeps asking to drink more. Didn’t Ro Woon say she was drunk earlier? And now she’s grabbed you and is drinking Western Liquor again.”
“Bom, Bom?”
Yoon Gun was poking Bom awake with his finger, tap-tap.
“Hey, be careful. She might throw a punch.”
Yoon Gun jumped back in alarm.
What are these guys doing right now?
“Getting hit by Bom hurts. Ji Moon woke her up once without thinking and took an elbow strike that gave him a nosebleed. I thought I was going to get my face broken too.”
“If Bom wakes up, will he turn out like that?”
“Yes. So you should be careful too. We’ll make sure to wake him properly and carry him to his room.”
“Bom’s not even a martial artist. He just swung his arm around a bit and suddenly his nose is bleeding, his face is fractured? That doesn’t make sense.”
Tae Moon let out a soft laugh, chiding them gently.
“When he wakes up tomorrow, he won’t remember a thing that happened. Even if he looks fine on the surface, he’s essentially in a Coma State.”
The Balcony door was open now, and he wished they’d all just leave, but nobody seemed inclined to go.
In fact, Ji Moon had retrieved a long Wooden Sword from somewhere and was carefully poking Bom’s back with it.
“Han Bom, wake up. This isn’t your room. Come on, get up.”
Tae Moon stepped in, blocking Ji Moon from waking him.
‘What is he poking him with?’
Bom wasn’t actually sleeping—he was just pretending, which is why Ji Moon couldn’t rouse him.
“Stop. Let him sleep.”
“If he sleeps here, his mouth’s going to get twisted. Hey, Yoon Gun, why don’t you just carry him? Put him in bed and let’s go.”
“Me?”
“Yeah. You’re stronger than I am.”
“That’s enough. Everyone needs to leave.”
As Tae Moon moved to block their path entirely, Yoon Gun and Ji Moon exchanged a look of pure disbelief.
Their eyes seemed to say he’d only come to his senses once he took a hit himself.

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