Chapter 208 - Home Alone?

"Aishh, so sulky! I hope you recover soon, Shin!" Eun Ha spoke to herself as she arranged a tray of tea and snacks in the mansion's kitchen. 

The news was stressful, and her boyfriend's foul mood after the second unsuccessful confrontation with the Devourer made it worse. 

But after hearing Ye Rim's confessions about how the romance with Dr. Kim evolved, Eun Ha felt a twinge of envy. So far, with Chang Mi actively boycotting the couple's intimate relationship as if it were a jealous, spoiled little boy, they had been nothing but sweet moments and little more than kisses.

Eun Ha really wanted to go further, because she loved him and longed for him, as she never felt for anyone before. But it was so difficult! At that moment, as Chang Mi said, she had many things to worry about, but she wanted to spend more time with Shin.

She had to think of something. To start, I should take advantage of a moment when Chang Mi was not there. 

'Yes, I'll take care of my grumpy wolf with affection and one thing will lead to another, hehehe. I know that no matter how much he pretends he doesn't, he enjoys peering her legs exposed in a short skirt, that naughty guy! All those lacy ruffled petticoats and such. And I already saw that he has red cheeks when I leaned closer to serve the tea. He must have some fetish in maids dressed in black. Aigoo… Men!!'

But she even thought this fetish was cute and would use it to her advantage.

Going toward Shin's room, she passed in front of a mirror to check that everything was in order. Her gathered skirt with lace petticoats, short enough but not very revealing, with 7/8 black stockings, an elaborate chiffon scarf with a bow on the collar, and make-up that highlighted her eyes, as always. She bit her lower lip nervously. 'It would help if I were the s.e.xy type, wouldn't it? I hope I can do this without being pathetic. If that rude man laughs at me, I'll smack his face with this tray!'

Upon entering the room without knocking, she found Hye Seong sitting on a chair, reading something in a small notebook, and dressed only in a comfortable silk robe. 

The stubble shadow on his face and the look that the Hunter gave him, looking up from the book, made Eun Ha's heart beat faster. 

She waited for him to say something, but he said nothing. So Eun Ha, trying not to say anything trivial that would change the seductive mood she intended to impose, just approached and started pouring tea. She felt Shin's gaze assess her in silence. He still looked in a bad mood. Or was it something else?

Eun Ha came over to deposit the cup in front of him, and for that she leaned behind Shin, brushing her chest on his shoulder for a moment. It was true that she was certainly giving all possible clues, since her heart was beating so loudly that it seemed to resonate in the silent room.

"Ahem!" the Hunter cleared his throat, much to the delight of Eun Ha showing that he was not immune to her moves. "Don't you think you're doing this the hard way?" He turned over his shoulder to receive her answer. Their faces were very close and the stylist swallowed hard. Shin really messed up all her hormones!

"Oh?" Eun Ha batted her lashes in false confusion. Again Shin's eyes scanned her fully, and she noticed a small wicked smile.

'I knew he liked it!' she rejoiced internally.

"Yes? I'm just bringing tea."

"It's just ..." he looked down and reached for her skirt, dabbing it as if to feel the texture. The fabric rustled, and it seemed to attract him. Looking up Shin barely hid his amused expression now. "Your spine. You are stretching yourself all over."

"Like this?" this time she kept her legs straight and leaned over the table in a 90-degree bend.

Shin shook his head as if he didn't believe what he was seeing. Eun Ha felt her face burn, and he succ.u.mbed to shame,

"Oh! Please don't laugh!"

He was indeed about to laugh but he bit his lower lip to contain himself.

"Oh, Eun Ha! No, I won't laugh ... ahem," again he cleared his throat. His hand went to the back of her knee, and Shin slid his hand over the silk stocking. Eun Ha felt a chill go from the nape of the neck to the end of the spine.

"I'm just concerned about your safety ... For example, this," he continued to stroke the sensitive part of her body, over the stocking, "Maybe it's not very safe. Don't you think?"

"Ahh, I… I don't know. Are you talking about the stockings or the position?"

"Both." Shind slid his hand up, finding the edge of the stocking and playing with it. "These things make your legs very s.e.xy and I don't think I can resist seeing you walking around with them without ..."

"Without ...?" she had high expectations about Shin's next response. In addition, she kept her 90 degrees bend, and was feeling a breeze on her panties-clad, exposed butt. She hoped he could make up his mind soon ...

"Without behaving with the consideration and respect my bride deserves."

'Awww, how cute!' her heart melted,

"Your fiancee must be very happy that you are recovering, and even more so she can be alone with you in this room, since your other student isn't at home right now..."

Pling!

Those were the words that worked like a charm from her magic wand! 

Shin smirked wickedly.

"In that case," his hand went up to the lace petticoats, painfully slowly, causing an excitement unprecedented in Eun Ha's life story. The other hand came to her face, gently caressing her cheeks, while Shin reached the edge of her panties, "Maybe I can teach you how to serve tea in a safe and… pleasant way."

"Oh? Yes, please teach me!" she said anxiously.

He started pulling on her panties in a torturing slow way, without taking his eyes off hers. The other hand left her cheek and went to the buttons of her blouse, handling it so easily she suspected he was quite experienced in undoing female's clothing. Eun Ha had to admit that this fantasy was also turning her on a lot. In fact, her legs were quivering like a reed in the wind.

"Hunter Shin..." she had already advanced enough in the relationship that she didn't need to formally call him, but she thought it would tease him. She had no experience in the games of love, but no one could accuse her of not using some creativity.

"Yes, Jung?" he responded in kind, and that was exciting. Her panties were at her knees now, and she maintained the same position, while Shin spread his legs on the chair, breathing harder, as his hand slid down to her b.r.e.a.s.t, under her blouse, grabbing some marshmallow-like flesh willingly.

"Hmmm!" she didn't contain a m.o.a.n, and then she asked in a very innocent tone of voice, 

"Do you think I'm going to like it?"

He took a deep breath to answer it with a naughty grin, when they heard a knock on the door,

"Master?"

It was Chang Mi.