Chapter 97 - Chapter 94: Episode 92 - Communion of Hearts
After three days of devoted nursing, day and night, Seon-ah finally recovered.
Even so, Sophia couldn't help but worry about him.
When she thought about why he'd fallen ill in the first place, she felt her own lack of consideration was to blame.
'To think he caught a fever just because he couldn't leave the bathroom while his body was still wet...'
She'd sensed it ever since he asked her to dismiss the attendants and servants, but his aversion to demons was clearly severe.
Considering what Seon-ah had suffered at the hands of demons—as she'd seen in Min-ah's memories—it was no wonder.
Thinking of how Miel had shattered and then stitched his mind back together, how he'd been passed around by the succubus sisters, and how he'd been gang-raped by the interrogator and soldiers in the council's dungeon, it was all too understandable.
When the nobles at her coronation had licked their lips while staring at Seon-ah, her only thought had been to slaughter those bitches for harboring such profane desires toward what was hers. She hadn't been able to think clearly then, but now she realized how agonizing it must have been for Seon-ah to endure those gazes.
She recalled the way Seon-ah had shuddered under those slimy stares.
It occurred to her that Seon-ah's condition was akin to a social phobia, but one rooted specifically in a fear of demon women.
The realization that this made it difficult for him to even step out of the bedroom hit her like a physical blow.
Come to think of it, it was a miracle he'd kept his sanity after such endless humiliation.
For the first time, she felt truly fortunate to have settled her soul into the body of Min-ah—Seon-ah's mother, a human woman.
Even the fact that the vessel created between them would also be a human woman made her think that Seon-ah wouldn't harbor any aversion to it.
It would be difficult to erase his fear of demons, but she couldn't stand the idea that her own consort, the Demon King's partner, felt trapped in his room because of them.
Even if she had to kill every bitch who dared look at her consort with lecherous eyes, she wanted Seon-ah to move freely.
It was a feeling mixed with jealousy, but her concern for Seon-ah was greater.
To that end, Sophia issued a royal decree for Seon-ah's sake.
It was a strict order: no one was to look at the Demon King's consort recklessly.
She didn't tell Seon-ah about the decree.
She intended to reveal it once he grew accustomed to his position.
The current Seon-ah didn't fully grasp the reality of being the Demon King's consort.
If he hated being seen, he could have just told her to leave the bedroom while he hid in the bathroom.
The Demon King finished her work in her office, her mind constantly drifting back to Seon-ah.
Once she'd organized her thoughts, her work speed actually began to pick up.
A smile tugged at her lips at the thought of seeing him soon.
As she opened the bedroom door, the scene she'd been looking forward to unfolded.
"Sophia, you're back?"
Seon-ah greeted her at the door.
They'd only been apart for ten hours—how could he be this happy to see her?
Sophia hugged him, unable to help herself.
Feeling his breath against her chest, her heart felt full.
"Sophia... I can't breathe."
Perhaps he hadn't expected such a sudden embrace, he murmured into her chest.
It wasn't a tone that suggested he disliked it.
Her heart softened at his attitude; he sounded like he was just whining out of embarrassment.
"I'm sorry. I got carried away because you're just so lovely."
Sophia said, looking slightly apologetic as she pulled him back.
"No... I didn't dislike it. It was just sudden."
Seon-ah, his face flushed, spoke his honest feelings.
Sophia couldn't help but think his expression was adorable.
They looked into each other's eyes in silence before Seon-ah spoke.
There was a certain resolve in his serious expression.
Having seen him agonizing over something for so long, Sophia listened carefully.
"Sophia, I've been thinking about it too... I like you too... No, I think I love you..."
"..."
Sophia couldn't answer immediately.
It wasn't a rejection.
Her heart was simply overflowing with the fact that Seon-ah had acknowledged her as a lover, rather than just an object to whom he sacrificed his body for the contract.
"Seon-ah..."
With their gazes locked, Sophia brought her face close to his.
Their lips met, and as their mouths opened, they began to explore each other with warm tongues.
After savoring the heat of each other for a long time, Seon-ah pulled away first.
He was struggling to breathe, his rhythm ragged from the way Sophia's hand was stimulating his lower body.
As they parted, a thin, silken thread of saliva stretched between their lips.
Sophia felt anxious, fearing she'd made a mistake.
Seon-ah had pulled away before he was even fully aroused.
He looked extremely aroused, yet she felt a wave of self-loathing for failing to properly excite him.
"Look... I'm sorry... Sophia. I guess it's because this is my mother's body... I just can't bring myself to think about doing that kind of thing..."
Seon-ah apologized, sounding genuinely sorry.
"It's alright. Seon-ah, today isn't the only day. Let's take it slower..."
Sophia tried to soothe him, but Seon-ah cut her off.
"That's why I thought about it... You can treat me roughly so I don't think of you as my mother. Like when we first tried to fulfill the contract. Violently..."
Seon-ah realized his body had become one that couldn't be satisfied with ordinary sex.
His cock, having been horribly and severely violated, had been conditioned to an excessive degree.
Beyond the pleasure he received through the Yin Mark with Miel, he couldn't reach climax unless he was being violated as roughly and violently as possible.
He realized this was the only way to forget that the one he was with was his mother's body.
Ultimately, he decided that the things Sophia had done to him at the start were necessary for them to have a relationship at all.
It had been sudden at first, but now he understood.
He felt sorry for Sophia because his body now required such painful stimulation to reach climax.
He felt guilty for offering her a body that had been so insanely developed by Yu-rin and Miel.
"I can't do that. I don't want to do such things to my lover... Seon-ah, even if you say it's okay, I..."
"I'm begging you..."
Seeing his serious expression, Sophia eventually had no choice but to yield.
She didn't know how long this would last.
She didn't know how long it would take for Seon-ah to perceive her not as his mother, but as a single existence named 'Sophia'.
She feared being consumed by Min-ah's spirit before then, but she couldn't turn away from those eyes—eyes filled with his mother's worry as he looked at her.
Having to cause him pain just to be with him, and to avoid being perceived as his mother, was a great pain for her as well.
The only way to solve this, she thought, was to create a vessel worthy of transferring her soul as soon as possible.
Rather than being a lover while borrowing the body of the mother who had been with Seon-ah for twenty years, she needed a new canvas—a body without those memories.
Having finished those complex thoughts, Sophia finally gave in.
"Alright..."
As she gave her permission, Seon-ah began to undress.
She hadn't expected him to want to start right away, but Sophia took off her clothes as well.
Seon-ah lay down, facing upward.
Sophia felt like her heart was going to burst, knowing he would be in pain again.
"Then... I'll start..."
Unlike last time, Sophia's voice trembled.
Seon-ah looked at her with an expression mixed with fear and anticipation.
A long time passed.
Seon-ah didn't even know how many times he had ejaculated.
Every time blood rushed to his cock, his mind went blank, and his waist arched repeatedly.
The number of times he'd reached climax matched the number of times he'd lost consciousness and woken up again.
Seon-ah felt self-loathing every time his member grew taut amidst Sophia's verbal abuse.
It was horrific that he was ejaculating into the hole he was born from, and that he was growing larger while listening to such insults.
"Ulk-ulk..."
Semen flowed continuously from where they were joined.
"Let's see how many loads you can shoot, you bastard, squirting like a fountain underneath."
Amidst the verbal abuse, Sophia milked him with all her might.
"You semen dispenser, shoot it all out!"
Only after draining every last drop did Sophia move off him.
Unlike the insults flowing from her mouth, her heart was being torn apart.
Seeing his expression as he heard those hurtful words, she could tell how persistent and painful the humiliations he'd suffered truly were.
Because of the marks carved into his body, it wasn't easy for him to reach climax unless she violated him this severely.
The impulse to tear apart all the women who had made Seon-ah this way burned in her heart.
She didn't know how many times she'd almost stopped at the sight of his eyes rolling back and his body trembling as he reached climax.
Sophia couldn't stop trembling from self-loathing and anger as she looked at the horrific scene she had created.