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A tingling sensation in her abdomen made Soobin stir and slowly lift her eyelids. She had no idea when she had fallen asleep, probably due to the lack of sleep from keeping Woohyeok company. 

“Ahh!“

The strong suction jolted her awake.

She lifted her head, her eyes widening as she saw Woohyeok between her thighs, his face buried in her center.

“What are you…?”

She met his gaze, then put her hands on the sheets and tried to sit up. But the insistent sucking on her clit made her back arch and she collapsed back onto the bed.

“Hngh… s-stop…”

She grabbed his hair, trying to push him away, but he only pushed her thighs further apart, his hand gripping her hips. Her back arched, her body pressed against the mattress. She was completely at his mercy.

The intense pleasure, so soon after waking, made her clench her fists. She tugged at his hair, trying to pull him away.

How long had he been doing that?

Despite her efforts to push him away, her body responded to his touch. The muscles at her core clenched involuntarily.

“I’m… really…”

Woohyeok, who had been meticulously licking the spot where their fluids had mixed, raised his head.

He gently curled his glistening lips upwards and straightened his posture as he looked down at Soobin’s lazy, relaxed expression.

“This is what happens when you leave yourself vulnerable.”

He covered her clit with his palm, then slid a finger inside her. Her lubricity made it easy for him to slide his finger in and out.

He hooked one of Soobin’s calves over his shoulder and pressed his weight down onto her. Only when her knee almost touched her chest did he finally swallow the lips she had been biting.

Just when he thought his thirst was quenched, the lingering tartness on his tongue mixed with a deep sweetness that made him pursue every point of contact with an unrelenting hunger.

The moans that seeped into his mouth only made his movements down there more urgent.

He felt the intensity in Soobin’s gaze. Her dilated pupils locked onto him with desperate need and he guided his soaked fingers downward, changing direction.

“Hngh!“

A wave of dizziness washed over Soobin.

Resistance was futile. She had given in to the overwhelming pleasure, her nails digging into his back as she wrapped her arms around him.

She shouldn’t be enjoying this, but her body was betraying her, responding with unbridled enthusiasm.

Her leg, dangling in the air, twitched involuntarily. A soft moan escaped her lips.

“Be more careful next time. Don’t let other men touch you.”

His words were cryptic, but she was too lost in pleasure to care.

Woohyeok hooked her other leg over his shoulder and reached for his penis.

He grinned, his eyes fixed on her dazed expression, then grabbed her waist.

“Just my touch. Until I give you permission.”

He thrust into her, the sensation erasing the lingering unease that had plagued him.

 

***

 

Soobin slowly opened her eyes, her forehead furrowed.

She had been pulled from a deep sleep, lost in a whirlwind of pleasure, then her memory had gone blank.

Two days in a row of this had left her completely drained. She had never experienced such exhaustion before.

The image of Woohyeok’s intense passion last night flashed through her mind.

“Doesn’t he ever get tired?”

She muttered to herself, then quickly looked around.

She saw that Woohyeok was gone and breathed a sigh of relief. She tried to sit up, but her body collapsed back onto the bed.

Her shoulders, back, waist, hips, even her ankles, which he had held so tightly – everything ached.

[You scream prettily]

He had explored every inch of her body, every touch sending shivers of pleasure through her, making her scream.

He seemed obsessed with her sounds. He pushed her relentlessly, as if he wanted to extract every last moan from her throat. Her throat was raw.

She turned slightly when she heard the door open and saw Woohyeok standing there, holding a cup of coffee.

“I think I said it was too much yesterday.”

Woohyeok chuckled as Soobin continued to lie there, not even bothering to reach for the cup of coffee.

He put the coffee on the bedside table and sat down on the edge of the bed. He brushed her hair back from her shoulders.

He couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away from her delicate shoulders, which were covered in the marks left by his teeth.

“I should compensate you somehow.”

“Coffee won’t do.”

“It’s a start.”

Soobin frowned slightly as Woohyeok held out his hand. She took it and sat up, wincing.

“Ugh.“

A soft moan escaped her lips.

“A massage might help.”

“Are you trying to embarrass me?”

Soobin gestured at the marks that covered her body. She reached for the coffee, moaning softly.

The cool liquid soothed her throat and her furrowed brow relaxed slightly.

She drank half the cup quickly, then sighed and glared at Woohyeok.

“Stop poking me with your finger. It feels weird, like you’re poking me with a skewer.”

“You seem to enjoy strange things. You kept asking for it.”

“……”

The memory of last night flooded back, washing away the soothing effects of the coffee.

A wave of heat rushed through her body, turning her face crimson. She took another long gulp of coffee.

“Shouldn’t we be doing things my way?”

Woohyeok took the empty cup from her hand, his gaze lingering on the gnawed straw.

“You didn’t seem to mind my way. I did what Yoo Soobin-ssi wanted, didn’t I?”

When she thought back to the fact that she had screamed, and the various other things she had asked him to do, she couldn’t really complain about anything else.

He had complied with her requests, adjusting his position and intensity to her liking.

“Just so you know, I can’t do it again today. I won’t.”

“I know.”

The pressure of the swollen flesh from the relentless friction was palpable. 

“Can you walk?”

“No.”

Woohyeok’s lips twitched at her accusatory tone. He scooped her into his arms.

“It’s a good thing you’re so light.”

“You have such a way with words.”

“Your mouth seemed to enjoy them.”

“……”

Soobin narrowed her eyes, realizing that his words were as powerful as his touch.

She sighed, giving in, and leaned against his chest as he smiled at her defiant gaze.

“Wash me.”

The words slipped out before she could stop them and her eyes widened.

She had never let anyone take care of her like that before. And with Woohyeok, it wasn’t going to be a simple shower.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

She was relieved when he said no.

“I was just… saying that.”

Woohyeok stopped on his way to the bathroom.

“I suddenly want to wash you when you say it like that.”

“You just said it was a bad idea.”

“I was afraid I would lose control.”

“Is your self-control that weak?”

Woohyeok chuckled and headed for the bathroom.

Soobin sat down on the edge of the tub and gestured for him to leave.

Ignoring her, Woohyeok turned on the shower and adjusted the water temperature.

“What are you doing?”

“Washing you.”

“I said no.”

“When?”

Before she could answer, a soapy washcloth brushed against her skin.

“W-wait… ha-ha… i-it tickles.”

The soft touch sent shivers down her body, the unexpected sensation making her giggle. She squirmed as the washcloth brushed against her most sensitive areas.

“S-stop! You don’t have to… wash me all over.”

She pushed against him half-heartedly, enjoying the sensation despite herself.

“I seem to remember some places that need cleaning.”

He deliberately touched the places he had tormented last night, making her skin even more sensitive.

“By the way, where did you go last night?”

Soobin tried to distract herself by looking at him, hoping for a reaction, but he continued to wash her methodically.

“I took care of something.”

“Took care of something? What business could you possibly have in Singapore?”

“All you need to know is that it’s taken care of. It has nothing to do with you, Yoo Soobin-ssi.”

“You dragged me all the way here and left me alone. It seems like it has something to do with me.”

“Then add it to the list of things I have to compensate you for.”

His touch seemed to soften, but perhaps she was imagining it.