TMWCL Ch 4 part 2

Yeoreum’s hand went to Haegun’s vest. He was dressed in a full suit even though it was summer because he had just come from work. He had taken off his jacket, but he was still wearing his vest, which made his body look more firm. Yeoreum’s hand felt him over his suit vest. Now that she thought about it, his hair was unusually neat today, so he really looked like he had just come from work.

“You’re touching my body, not my face.”

Haegun laughed quietly with a bewildered expression.

“Your body is really nice.”

Yeoreum felt his abs and chest muscles through his clothes. He let out a short sigh.

“Yeoreum has a bad drinking habit.”

“I just have a very strong sense of curiosity.”

“Are you going to be like this when you drink outside too?”

“If I find someone as handsome as you, I might.”

“……”

“But there isn’t. Not even on TV.”

Yeoreum’s hand slowly rose and went to his tie. She smiled faintly and tugged his navy necktie. Then she unbuttoned two of his shirt buttons at the top.

“This is how you looked when I first met you, Ahjussi.”

“……”

“I was surprised at how handsome you were. It doesn’t matter what you’re wearing, but I’m more used to seeing you like this.”

“I was surprised, too.”

“Why?”

He was silent for a moment. Then he slowly opened his lips.

“I wondered why this kid’s name was the same as my subordinate’s daughter.”

“……”

“Because it’s not a common name.”

Haegun ran his hand through her hair. Her long, straight hair slowly flowed between his fingers.

“Ahjussi.”

Yeoreum’s hand stopped. She continued speaking with a gloomy expression.

“I’m sure you don’t feel anything when you see me, but that’s not the case for me. I was expecting something else.”

“Expecting what?”

“I don’t want to say.”

“That you’re cute? Pretty?”

“……”

“You’re right. That was my first thought.”

He reached out again and ran his hand through her hair.

“Yeoreum.”

Haegun continued speaking in a low voice.

“I get horny when I see you too.”

“……”

“People normally say that as if it’s nothing.”

Yeoreum glanced up at him and met his eyes. His pupils were darker than usual.

“You’re only saying that to comfort me.”

“I’m serious. Give me your hand.”

When Yeoreum gave him her hand, he grabbed her wrist and brought it to his left thigh. Yeoreum grew startled when her palm actually touched his body. Having sobered up a bit, she looked down.

Surprisingly, there was something on his thigh that was roughly the size of her forearm. No, maybe it was thicker. The length seemed similar. As a gangster, did he carry a weapon here? It was closer to a thick, long stick rather than a gun. But it didn’t look like a knife either…

Come to think of it, she had seen something similar at Cha Soojin’s house. The large dildo. It was a limited edition item that was supposedly modeled after an African American adult film star. After Soojin saw how big it was, she never used it. When her boyfriend caught sight of it, he threw it straight into the trash. But it seemed even bigger than that.

Haegun smiled softly and stroked her hair. Yeoreum took a deep breath. For some reason, the tension between her legs began to rise again. It felt like her lower abdomen was tightening.

“You know that I’m a rich, unscrupulous gangster.”

“……”

“Since you were born so pretty, you should be the first one to follow the rules and not cross the line.”

“……”

“A man can sleep with a woman he doesn’t care about. I’m the kind of trash who can do that. But we can’t have you get eaten by trash, right?”

Yeoreum gulped, but her mouth was dry.

His slightly dilated pupils stared at her intently. His brows furrowed.

“Answer me.”

“Ahjussi, you see…”

When Yeoreum began to change the subject, Haegun chuckled and gently pinched her waist.

“What is it?”

“I learned how to peck lips from my mom.”

The smile disappeared from Haegun’s face. His eyes grew darker. There was a strange gleam in his dark pupils. His brows were also slightly furrowed and stiff, which made him look handsome.

“But I haven’t learned how to kiss yet. If I were to do it, I’d like to do it with someone handsome. And Ahjussi is the most handsome guy I know.”

“…Ha.”

He violently swept his hair back with his hand.

“Move back. You’ve had too much to drink.”

“You don’t want to?”

“I don’t want to?”

Haegun sneered.

“Don’t say things you’ll regret after you sober up.”

“I’m not that drunk. I’ll remember everything.”

“……”

“If I get rejected right now, I’ll be so embarrassed that I might die tomorrow.”

Haegun’s hand went up to Yeoreum’s face. Her double eyelids were faint, and her large eyes gazed piercingly at Haegun. Unlike his eyes, her eyes, which were light in color and held a lot of brown, looked bright as if they contained light. Her smooth skin, her pretty nose, and her glossy lips were all captured in his gaze.

“Han Yeoreum.”

Haegun straightened up and drew closer to her face. Just before their lips touched, he murmured.

“I’ll cut the film¹. Don’t remember this.”

Their lips merged. His gentle lips parted in an instant. His tongue dug in without hesitation. Yeoreum’s lips opened a beat late as she lost her breath. Hm. Haegun’s palm that had been on her face instantly dug into the back of her head. Her hair tangled around his long, thick fingers. As the hand supporting the back of her head tightened around her, their faces drew closer, and the kiss deepened.

In the beginning, it was slow and sticky. Yeoreum, who had been frozen in confusion because she didn’t know how to use her tongue, soon followed Haegun’s lead. He wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her body close to him. Their stomachs touched through their clothes. The movements grew faster. The tips of their noses rubbed against each other every time their faces turned.

Chuu, chuup, chuu.

It was a rather sloppy sound for something that was coming from their mouths. Her lips were quickly soaked with saliva, and Haegun dug inside even more aggressively. The tongue of another person invaded her body as if it belonged there and explored her mouth. As their clammy tongues rubbed against each other, they could vividly feel the smallest protrusions on each other’s tongues.

Her first kiss smelled of men’s aftershave. Maybe because she had drunk a lot, there was no smell of alcohol. Haegun didn’t eat any snacks, so he didn’t smell of anything else. He only smelled of the refreshing scent of the men’s aftershave he used and the faint scent of cigarette smoke. Even the scent of cigarettes that usually scared her away felt good when it belonged to him.

But it had always been like this. Everything that came from him was good. A good company, a good car, good looks and wealth, his tailored suit, the medicine, the abalone porridge with a lot of abalone, his warm body temperature, and his pleasant voice. Whenever she listened to him up close, his unique low and middle tones resonated and sounded even deeper, making it feel like she was in a cave.

Because he was so skilled at this, her heart ached a bit, but thankfully, the idle thoughts didn’t last long. When Yeoreum tried to match him and put some strength into her tongue, he tightened his arms around her waist and pushed his face deeper into hers. Her sensitive flesh moved along with his movements. Whenever Haegun tightened his arms around her waist and their stomachs came closer together, Yeoreum felt strangely overwhelmed.

Up until now, she had imagined her first kiss would be a ticklish and soft feeling. The sweet formula fed to her by the media was completely wrong. Now that she was experiencing it for herself, it was completely different from a word like ‘sweetness’. It was closer to the act of devouring than a kiss. Her lips were swollen, and saliva dripped out from between their lips. But the one who swallowed everything, her tongue, her saliva, her breath, was the person who was merging his mouth with hers.

Her whole body was tense. Because her clothes were thin, their warmth could easily flow between them. Even though she had the air conditioner on, the kitchen quickly became hot. She was out of breath. He was clearly only touching her lips, but she found it difficult to breathe through her nose. It felt more like they were already having intercourse instead of sharing a mere kiss.

Suddenly, she grew curious. If this person is this good at kissing, how would he be during sex?

Haegun bit her tongue before pulling his lips away. A string of saliva stretched out from between their lips before snapping. His deep gaze fell on her eyes. She still couldn’t find any emotion within them.

“Breathe.”

His voice was deeper than usual. It also sounded a bit hoarse. Haegun often spoke to Yeoreum like this, lowering his voice and saying harsh words. Yeoreum liked this voice. Even his slightly harsh tone. It was strange because he had been a gangster all his life.

Haegun grabbed the bottle of soju that was nearby and opened the cap. After taking a few sips, he handed it to her.

“Drink.”

Yeoreum put her lips on the spot where his lips had touched and swallowed the soju. Was it because she was drunk? It still tasted bitter, but it wasn’t so bitter that she had difficulty drinking it like she did before. Rather, it tasted a little sweet. She took a couple of sips before closing her lips again. She wasn’t sure if it was because he was pulling her or if it was because she was purposely leaning towards him, but her body began to draw closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and sat on his left thigh. Then she rubbed herself along his penis that was on his thigh. Mmm. A low moan echoed from his throat. His lips parted.

“You’re slowly inching past the line.”

“……”

As he spoke, his eyes looked different from usual. His pupils were dark, like a building casting a deep shadow in the cold city on a rainy day. Haegun’s hand slowly slipped into Yeoreum’s t-shirt. He swept her waist with his large palm… Ah. Yeoreum trembled and clung to him. The place where his hand had touched was clearly a small area, but her whole body tingled. A strange tension creeped up and ran through her like an electric current. His hands were big, hot, and rough. His movements were smooth, but his palm was far from that of a typical office worker who only stayed at his desk.

Her eyes met his dark pupils again. Haegun took the bottle of soju and brought it to his lips for another sip. Then he held it out to her. After Yeoreum took the soju and drank it, their lips merged again. She was the one who started this, but Haegun was the one who continued it. He rubbed her crotch with the shaft that protruded firmly from under his pants. Hnng, ha… Her clitoris inside her shorts was pressed, adding to her arousal. Was hse having difficulty breathing because of the intense kiss? Or was it because she was overwhelmed with arousal? Even to her, the sounds of her breaths sounded strange as they leaked out from between her teeth.

Haegun, who had been eagerly kissing her, finally slowed down. Only then did Yeoreum manage to follow his movements again. The roof of her mouth, her teeth, her tongue, the tip of her tongue, her lips… She felt the sensations more clearly as he caressed her. Chuu, chuup, chuu. Even as their tongues and saliva tangled together, the pressure between her legs remained. Haegun repeatedly raised and lowered his left leg, stimulating her with his firm shaft. Even then, his hand never went higher than her lower back. Her t-shirt had ridden up until her entire back was exposed, but he didn’t move to unhook her bra or touch her breasts. He often swept his hands along her waist and gently pinched her skin, but whenever his hand moved lower, he would pause before bringing them back up. His hands as they continued to stroke her lower back felt surprisingly good.

Their lips pulled away. Their gazes were even more intense. Yeoreum had a feeling that her lips were swollen. Ha, haa… Yeoreum panted as she watched Haegun gulp down the rest of the liquor in the bottle. Her gaze remained fixed on him as he drank. His eyes, his lightly pursed lips, his jawline, his sharp clavicle underneath.

This time, Haegun drank a lot. When Yeoreum reached out to take the bottle for her turn, he put the bottle far away. Then he covered her lips again. This time, the soju flowed in through his mouth. Gulp, gulp. The soju from Haegun’s lips flowed down her throat. From the moment their lips met, her body felt hot as if burning iron was flowing down her throat with the soju. Their tongues intertwined again, and their breaths and saliva mixed together. It was even more scorching and dizzying than the day she had the fever.

And like this, they emptied another bottle.

“…Ahjussi.”

“What?”

“Are you dronk?”

Yeoreum’s eyes were dazed, and her tongue was also feeling loose as she asked with a faint smile. Haegun stroked her waist with his palm, and his thumb occasionally poked beneath her plump breast.

“No.”

“……”

“I’m not drunk.”

Yeoreum looked at him with dazed eyes before falling asleep against Haegun’s shoulder.

Haegun embraced her and wrapped his arm around the back of her head. He leaned against the counter and let out a scorching sigh.

* * *

Even Yeoreum’s breaths sounded small.

Although she was taller than average, she still looked like a child in his eyes. Since she was just out of her teens, it wasn’t a completely incorrect impression. Because her face hadn’t lost a lot of its baby fat and because she wore formless t-shirts that hid her figure, he hadn’t noticed it at first. But as time went by, his perspective began to change. For example, she had a surprisingly mature body for a kid, and she knew how to act properly. Most of the people that worked under him, both young and old, didn’t live according to their age. But Yeoreum had a more mature side than those in their thirties. It was quite admirable.

But first impressions were difficult to shake off. He agreed with his initial impression that Yeoreum was cute and pretty. She was too striking in appearance to work at a barbecue restaurant in a dangerous part of the neighborhood. Haegun could bet his entire fortune that the bad guys were drooling and waiting for a chance to touch her. Either way, it was none of his business. But from the beginning, his eyes kept being drawn to her for some reason. Was it because he kept feeling like he had seen her somewhere before?

Yeoreum. As soon as he heard that name, Haegun thought of Han Kiju, who had been stabbed to death just a few days ago. More specifically, he recalled the photo of the young Yeoreum that had been in his suit jacket. If that child had grown up, she would have looked exactly like her. Kiju’s daughter’s name was also Han Yeoreum. At that moment, Haegun was certain. This child was Han Kiju’s weakness.

That bastard Han Kiju had developed the photo and carried it around with him like an old-fashioned country bumpkin. It would have been fine if he kept it in his wallet, but he only carried the photo around because he found it troublesome to have to open his wallet every time he wanted to look at it. Therefore, the photo was worn out from use.

“If you like her that much, then just meet her.”

“The kid’s mom and the kid don’t like me. And you know how it is. It’s not impossible to give up everything and settle down with them, but it’ll just curtail their freedom more than it does mine.”

A competent gangster didn’t have weaknesses. He didn’t want to tie down his loved ones in the name of protecting them, and even after protecting them with all his might, he would lose them because he was only human. He lost many subordinates getting to where he was, but Kiju’s death felt a little more fucked up than the others. He didn’t know why. Maybe it was because he was a rare, useful guy. Or because he had always been with him. Or because they’d been working together for a long time.

“Han Yeoreum.”

“Nnng…”

Haegun stared at Yeoreum with calm eyes as she lay on the bed. He deliberately covered her with a blanket up to her chin to hide her figure, but there was no sign of the heat dissipating from his body. He stroked Yeoreum’s hair. He liked the feeling of her hair slipping through his knuckles.

There was a time when he had brought his hand towards her head without realizing it. Her large eyes staring up at him were so cute that he wanted to gently press down on her head. While he was at it, he thought about ruffling her hair, which looked sleek and smooth. He had never been interested in women’s hair before, but he was curious about what this girl’s hair would feel like. But when his hand went up, Yeoreum instinctively flinched. It was the typical reflex of someone who had lived through a bad experience. So he made up an excuse and said there was a smudge on her forehead that wasn’t there. It seemed that Yeoreum and her mother didn’t just hate gangsters because her father was a gangster. Come to think of it, he had learned that they had been harassed by gangsters for a while because they had borrowed money without Kiju knowing about it. It didn’t last a long time, but it was enough for them to hate and fear gangsters. It seemed that Kiju was not aware of it because they had borrowed money from local thugs who were not related to Haegun.

That’s why he thought he could take care of her a little more. If he got a little closer, wouldn’t Yeoreum open up to him a bit? Of course, he was a gangster that she hated so much. At first, he wanted to nurse her back to health, give her a place where she could finally live with dignity and not have to worry about tuition. If that was the price of Kiju’s life, he could do this much. If they became close to a point where she could receive his help without hesitating, that would be enough.

At least, it used to be.

“Yeoreum.”

“Nng…”

“You’re very good at answering back.”

Haegun’s gaze turned to Yeoreum’s lips.

Even though she was sleeping, Yeoreum answered every time he called. Even if it was closer to a moan than a response. It was cute how her lips moved slightly with every answer. Her lips, which were swollen from sharing just one kiss with him, were cracked and bleeding. They spat out answers one by one. How could he not find her cute? He stared at the scab on her lip. Even though it was just a tiny wound, he liked the fact that he had left a mark on her body. Did Yeoreum know how much he held back, imagining her shocked face in the morning if he left behind marks on her neck and body? She was begging for it now, but alcohol was different before and after drinking it. No matter how much of a piece of trash he was, he wasn’t so trashy as to satisfy his greed with a drunk girl.

At least, he shouldn’t be.

Did Yeoreum know that he, who treasured her so much, wanted to shove his dick between her swollen, scabbed lips? He had never been particularly passionate about fucking, but Yeoreum easily drew things out of him that he didn’t even know he had. Things like protectiveness, sadism, pleasure, and lust. He wanted to protect her, but he also wanted to crush her underneath him and ruin her.

”Han Yeoreum.”

”Nnnng…”

”Ahjussi is going to masturbate right now. Do you want to watch?”

”Nng…”

Haegun took the chair that was in front of her dressing table and placed it next to the bed. The chair had a round cushion and no back. He placed it right next to the bed and calmly unbuckled his belt.

Considering his sober state, Haegun’s alcohol tolerance was the amount of liquor he had brought with him today. If he drank anything less than this, it was basically the same as not having drunk anything at all. Drinking one or two bottles was more like a habit for him at this point. Therefore, he couldn’t use the alcohol as an excuse.

As he unzipped his pants and pulled down his drawers, a ruddy penis popped out. The thick, long shaft was bobbing up and down under its own weight. It was so large that even Haegun, who had unusually large hands, could not hold it all in one hand. It was something even other men were terrified of. Those who disapproved of his meteoric rise to the position of executive director at such a young age would often call him ‘hyung’ whenever they went to the sauna together.

He held his penis in one hand. Rustle, rustle. He began to move his hand up and down as he turned his gaze to Yeoreum’s face. The feeling of her body stroking him as they kissed was vividly burned into his mind. Since meeting her, he had begun masturbating more often. Before, he would find himself grabbing his dick to calm down whenever his excitement boiled over after killing or beating people, but other than that, he wasn’t particularly horny, nor did he have a woman he was particularly interested in. So why did this little girl bring it out of him?

“Yeoreum.”

“Mmm…”

Tap, tap, tap. The precum that had dampened his pants quickly covered his shaft. Schlick, schlick. His hand moved slowly, creating a sticky sound. His black gaze was fixed on her swollen lips.

Yeoreum, who was sleeping and oblivious to the world, didn’t know just how much danger she was in. If Haegun had drunk to his limit or had lost his patience even a little, she would have been crawling around on the kitchen floor by now. Without being given a chance to properly defend herself and run away, he would have climbed on top of her and violated her in all kinds of ways. He would have fucked her and ejaculated so much that her insides would turn to mush. Until her channel had conformed into the shape of his dick. It would have been nice to turn her into an idiot who only knew his cock.

He wasn’t the type of person to place much importance on a woman’s virginity or her first experience, but it seemed that Yeoreum was an exception. Just imagining another bastard’s cock inside her made him grit his teeth. At the very least, her first time, and any time after that, and everything about her had to belong to him. Why did she have to appear in front of him without having been with a man before?

“Yeoreum.”

“Nng…”

“Huu.”

Was it after the third bottle? While Yeoreum sat on his dick while kissing him, she twisted her hips and rubbed her clitoris. It was as if her body was moving on instinct due to her mind being impaired by alcohol. At first, she moved awkwardly, trying to stimulate it with his thigh. But even though she never had sex before, the way she moved her hips drove him crazy. His dick swelled up as if it were going to burst, and it was so painful. He wanted to take it out and immediately insert it between the plump lips of her pussy that were rubbing against him. To him, the movement wasn’t a semi-sexual act. It was torture. A few times, his hands moved up to touch her breasts, but he forced them back down over and over again. He knew that once he crossed the line, there was no going back.

The clear fluid that was stuck to the tip of his penis fell to the floor with each shake. It wasn’t even semen, but there was a disgusting amount of it. Even if Yeoreum wasn’t as wet as she was now, it was enough to help him slip inside her easily. Had he ever been this aroused? As far as he could remember, he hadn’t felt like this before. Even if Yeoreum wasn’t wet, it was more than enough to help him make his way inside her on his own.

It was said that sexual desire was the animalistic instinct for reproduction. So his desire to release his semen inside her and impregnate her with his child, to suck all the milk flowing out of her breasts as he fucked her without giving her belly a chance to go down, was all because of this damned instinct to reproduce? But he couldn’t understand why it only applied to this drunk, unconscious girl.

“Yeoreum.”

“Wuu, nng…”

“Huu, Yeoreum.”

“Nng…”

Yeoreum slightly frowned and turned her face towards Haegun. Was she annoyed that he had called her name twice in a row? The corners of his mouth slightly curled. Since meeting her, he found himself smiling quite often.

His hand moved faster. The muscles of his neck bulged, and his lower jaw tightened. Instead of blood, he felt a rush of ecstasy course through his veins. He closed his eyes and imagined Yeoreum swallowing his cock with those swollen lips. She would lick the tip with her clumsy tongue and swallow his precum. She tried to swallow his shaft, but her mouth was too small, and she was just about to give up. How good would it feel to grab the back of her head and push his penis in all the way? If he pushed his cock deeper into her mouth, she would struggle, unable to breathe properly, as tears and snot poured out until she got used to it. If he thrust his penis back and forth just like that, his semen would be completely trapped inside her throat, and she would swallow it all regardless of whether she wanted to or not.

For the second time, he felt like it would be okay to cum on her tongue. Whether it was a scene where she swallowed his semen willingly or one where she couldn’t stand it and spit it out, or even a scene where the white fluid just flowed down her lips, he would be happy with anything as long as the subject was Yeoreum’s face.

“Han Yeoreum.”

His voice grew tense. His low, hoarse voice was filled with a thick heat.

“Nng…”

“Ugh.”

His throat twitched violently. He glanced at the tissue box on Yeoreum’s bedside table. He pulled out three or four tissues and wrapped them around the head of his cock.

“Haa…”

As if a dam had burst, white semen gushed out, soaking the tissue. Even though he had covered it with his hand just in time, a couple streams of semen shot out onto the bed and floor as he ejaculated. Drip. The streaks that landed on the floor and the bed would be easy to wipe away, but the bigger problem was the semen that had landed on Yeoreum’s face. It wouldn’t be that difficult to wipe it away, but now, he wanted to cum properly on her face. His dick stood up again.

“Fuck, Yeoreum.”

“Nnng…”

“Huu, Han Yeoreum.”

“Nng…”

He crushed the tissue that contained his semen and threw it on the floor before grabbing his penis again.