Alpha Of The Reversed World

Chapter 19: Massage

Moonbyul provoked Taeyang once more.

"Well... Ahyeon and her sister are so into each other that she must be exhausted."

"Hmm."

Taeyang found the provocation merely amusing. How trivial.

With several years of massage experience and countless clients under his belt, Taeyang could easily discern pain from pleasure just by observing Moonbyul’s breathing and bodily tremors. He knew that most of her reactions were from discomfort. Was it just her petty pride that prevented her from admitting that a man’s massage could be painful?

The reason didn’t matter much. He was simply rewarding her for her hard work at the market today.

"Well, okay. If you want me to press harder, I will."

Taeyang chuckled and applied more pressure as Moonbyul requested. He alternated between the Jianzhongshu and Jianwu acupressure points, targeting the knotted muscles.

"Ughhh!"

Each time Taeyang’s fingertips found the muscles and pressure points, Moonbyul’s toes spread wide and then curled back in.

Her tense back arched like a bow, and she buried her face in the pillow until she could barely breathe. After a few more minutes of pressure, Taeyang asked again.

"Are you sure it doesn’t hurt?"

"More... ah! More pressure!"

Moonbyul never asked him to stop or be gentler.

The reason was obvious. The pain was intense, but the strange pleasure that came with it was even more amplified. Last night, after Taeyang applied ointment to her buttocks, she couldn’t forget the sensation and masturbated all night, but it hadn’t felt this good.

"Heh, ah... ugh!"

It was quite an erotic moan for a massage, but Moonbyul was beyond caring.

Her jaw ached from biting the pillow, but even that pain faded as she heard her own moans.

"More...! More!"

The pleasure spreading through her body was greater than the pain from the pressure points.

The two contrasting yet similar sensations made her feel like she might pass out. In fact, she was already half-unconscious.

"Huh!"

"Phew..."

Ten more minutes passed, and Taeyang let out a short sigh, stopping his hands. He had never given such a long massage before.

"It seems to be loosening up."

He had massaged her shoulders and neck for almost 20 minutes. The tightly knotted muscles were now completely relaxed.

Taeyang patted Moonbyul’s shoulder.

"That’s it. Get up."

"Haah... haah..."

But Moonbyul remained face down on the bed. This time, she didn’t even turn her head, slowly opening her mouth.

"Can you do my back and waist too...?"

"There too? Whew..."

Taeyang hesitated.

Massage, when done properly, can be incredibly draining both physically and mentally. If he did her back and waist too, it would take close to 90 minutes.

As Taeyang silently contemplated, Moonbyul turned slightly and pleaded in a pitiful voice.

"Can’t you do it...?"

"It’s tough..."

"Please..."

Intoxicated by the pain and pleasure Taeyang was giving her, Moonbyul begged for more massage.

She whispered seductively, her voice dripping with charm.

"Please, Taeyang... I canceled plans with my friends to go to the market with you today... Just a little more, please..."

It had been years since Taeyang had seen her act this way. Finally, he gave in, laughing. He placed his hands back on Moonbyul’s shoulders.

"Just a little more?"

"Yes... But do it as strongly as before..."

Taeyang, who had been on Moonbyul’s waist, stretched his knees to reach her thighs.

"Ha!"

The hem of Taeyang’s pants brushed against Moonbyul’s buttocks, and she let out a short scream. But it wasn’t from pain.

"Then I’ll focus on your back today. If you listen to me later, I’ll do more."

"Yes, please... I’ll be a good girl..."

"You might regret this later."

It would be better if she forgot. He didn’t mind, but he wondered if Moonbyul could handle this situation calmly.

"I don’t care... Just do it..."

"Alright, alright."

Taeyang pressed down on Moonbyul’s shoulder blades with his palms.

Press- Squish-

"Ah, ah!"

Moonbyul screamed in pleasure, no longer trying to muffle her sounds. A few more minutes passed like this.

A powerful sensation she had never experienced before coursed through her entire body.

"Ah!"

Finally, Moonbyul’s back arched like a bow one last time. Her head, which had been thrown back, dropped onto the pillow. And then...

"Haah...."

She passed out.

"Huh?"

Startled, Taeyang got off her and checked her face. Only soft breathing sounds came from her pillow-buried face.

Moonbyul, who had reached her climax, was completely exhausted, leaving Taeyang alone and bewildered. He scratched the back of his head in confusion.

"Wow."

Was it that good?

No matter how good he was at massages, he hadn’t expected her to pass out. She had been in pain the whole time but endured it, so she must have felt something beyond the pain. But now that she was unconscious, he couldn’t ask her.

"Well..."

Taeyang looked down at Moonbyul and smiled faintly.

"Mmm..."

Moonbyul turned her head in her sleep, looking uncomfortable.

Her expression now looked peaceful and happy. Occasionally, she smacked her lips as if dreaming of eating something delicious.

"Sleep well."

She’ll probably wake up before nightfall, Taeyang thought optimistically as he turned off the light and quietly left the room. Or tried to.

Grip-

As Taeyang was about to leave, something grabbed his wrist.

"Huh?"

He turned around in surprise to see what it was. Even in her sleep, Moonbyul had grabbed Taeyang’s wrist and wouldn’t let go.

Of course, he could easily free himself if he wanted to, but...

"Taeyang..."

Moonbyul murmured. It was very soft, but he heard it clearly.

"Don’t go..."

What kind of dream was she having? Her previously happy expression now looked like she was about to burst into tears.

Instead of pulling away, Taeyang sat on the edge of the bed and waited for Moonbyul to let go of his wrist.

"Taeyang..."

"Yes, I’m here."

He responded briefly whenever she called his name, waiting patiently.

*

Another hour passed. Moonbyul no longer held his wrist or called his name. freeweɓnøvel.com

Finally free, Taeyang got up from the bed. The massage had been more strenuous than he thought, and his body was drenched in sweat. He headed straight to the bathroom for a shower.

Wearing only his underwear, he returned to the room to find something to wear. Moonbyul was still fast asleep on the bed.

As he quietly rummaged through the drawers,

Buzz- Buzz- Buzz-

Moonbyul’s phone vibrated on the bed.

His phone was always on silent, so this must be Moonbyul’s. He ignored it for a moment, but the vibrating didn’t stop.

Buzz- Buzz-

The persistent vibrating was too annoying to ignore. He couldn’t focus on finding his clothes.

"Who keeps calling so much?"

Taeyang, annoyed, picked up the phone and checked the number. Of course, he didn’t recognize it.

If it were an unknown number, he would normally just end the call, but he wondered if it might be important for Moonbyul. He hesitated, then answered the call.

"Hello?"

[Huh? Is this Moonbyul’s phone? Huh?]

The voice on the other end sounded confused. They seemed to be checking the phone screen, as the voice faded in and out.

"Yes, it is. This is Moonbyul’s oppa. She can’t talk right now, so I answered."

Finally, the voice understood.

[A~~~~ Did you come to the open class yesterday?]

"Yes."

It seemed to be one of Moonbyul’s classmates. The voice was cheerful and lively, typical of a young girl.

"Is it something urgent?"

[Oh, no! It’s fine! We had a PC Bang appointment at this time, but she didn’t reply or check, so I called to see if something happened! Is Moonbyul okay?]

"Yes, she seems to have forgotten."

Taeyang glanced at the still-sleeping Moonbyul and continued.

"Moonbyul has good friends."

[Oh, stop it~]

Moonbyul’s friend hesitated before asking cautiously.

[Um, but Moonbyul’s guardian... what’s your name?]

"I’m Kim Taeyang."

[Oh, I see! Can I call you Taeyang oppa?]

"Yes, whatever you prefer."

[Then, oppa, just a moment! It’ll be quick!]

She covered the phone with her hand, and the background noise suddenly decreased. He could hear murmurs but couldn’t make out what they were saying.

After about 10 seconds, the voice returned. Unlike before, it was now excited.

[Oppa! We’re short on people, so...]

The voice on the other end asked cautiously.

[Do you... like games?]