DA 11

“……Why are you going so far?”

She was curious about his motives.

They were both in a situation where they needed each other, and they had made a contract based on mutually agreed terms.

So why was he making things so complicated? Shouldn’t he just take the money and fulfill his side of the agreement?

“Curious, aren’t you?”

Seong-chan chuckled quietly.

“I’m the kind of person who has to do things properly once I start, so I never do anything half-hearted.”

He lowered his head to her ear.

The memory of what had happened at the clinic flashed through Su-jeong’s mind. She tensed for a moment, but quickly regained her composure.

His husky yet strangely soft whisper reached her ear.

“Whether it’s on the field or in bed.”

Like a sweet nothing whispered between lovers.

‘He’s definitely a pervert.’

Su-jeong reminded herself of what she had already realized.

“So kiss me.”

Su-jeong frowned at his sudden, unexpected request.

“Why should I?”

“Why? Have you forgotten what we just talked about? We agreed to have a real relationship.”

You’re not going to say that you can’t even do that much, are you?

His eyes seemed to be asking the question.

Compared to the shameless acts he had committed in the clinic, his current request was a very mild form of physical intimacy. Unless they were teenagers experiencing their first love, it couldn’t get any more basic than that.

She just didn’t like his persistent attempts to kiss her.

‘It’s not like he’s going to die if he doesn’t kiss me…’

Was it one of his favorite forms of affection?

It was just lips touching and bodies brushing against each other. It seemed a rather innocent act for someone known for his promiscuous and adventurous sexual preferences.

She wasn’t particularly keen on the exchange of tongues. Not because it was with Ju Seong-chan, but because she didn’t enjoy that kind of physical intimacy in general.

‘Well, still…’

It might be nice if her last kiss was with someone other than that horrible ex.

Having made up her mind, Su-jeong looked at Seong-chan with a determined look.

Sensing her signal, Seong-chan closed his eyes. It was a silent invitation for her to make the first move.

“…….”

She looked into his face without saying a word.

A few strands of hair fell from his neatly styled pomade hair onto his forehead. Sharp, almond-shaped eyes, a high-bridged nose, and tightly parted lips.

With his eyes open, he had a rough and wild look, but with his eyes closed like this, he looked different. Undeniably handsome.

Following the line of his dark eyebrows, she noticed a small scar under his right eye. A tiny scar she wouldn’t have noticed if they hadn’t been so close.

Did he get it while playing golf?

Tracing the deep contours of his eye sockets, Su-jeong’s gaze lingered on his double eyelids, then stopped.

‘He has rather long eyelashes…’

She hadn’t noticed before, but his eyelashes were surprisingly long. As she stared at them, fascinated, his lips parted.

“I was just wondering, this isn’t your first kiss, is it?”

“……Does it matter?”

“Not really.”

“Then why ask?”

“You took so long, I thought you were hesitant because you’d never kissed anyone before. And I wanted to make sure you hadn’t run away.”

Where would she run off to, leaving her car behind?

Su-jeong didn’t even smile at his dumb joke.

“Here I go.”

“Come and get it.”

Seong-chan chuckled at her rather unromantic words, while Su-jeong remained serious.

She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. As warmth spread through her lips, Seong-chan’s lips parted. His warm tongue slipped past her lips and into her mouth.

“Hmm!“

Surprised by the sudden intrusion, Su-jeong tried to pull away. But Seong-chan’s hand was faster and grabbed her neck, blocking her escape.

Then he started to suck on her lips.

“Mm……“

She moved her neck awkwardly, following his slow movements. It was surprisingly natural.

Su-jeong’s hand floated clumsily in the air. Seong-chan, sensing her wandering hand as he explored her mouth with his tongue, grabbed it and placed it on his broad shoulder. Su-jeong clutched his shirt like a lifeline.

She thought she heard him chuckle between their parted lips.

“Mm……!“

He caught her off guard and kissed her again, his tongue tracing the roof of her mouth. Su-jeong shivered and let out a breathy moan.

Embarrassed, she pushed against his chest, but he didn’t budge. His hand tightened around her neck, showing no intention of retreating.

His warm, wet tongue slipped past her lips again, exploring and teasing her mouth. At the same time, his hand moved from the nape of her neck to caress her earlobe.

A shiver ran down her spine.

“Oh, hmm.”

W-wait.

She tried to say ‘wait’ but couldn’t. His tongue tangled with hers, leaving her helpless.

How could one tongue be so big and thick?

Ju Seong-chan seemed to have no concept of ‘small’. His tongue alone felt like it filled her whole mouth.

She found it hard to breathe. Her face flushed and her mind became hazy.

If she pushed back any further, his tongue might reach her throat. It sounded absurd, but with him it seemed quite possible. Fear crept in. Su-jeong struggled to escape his snake-like tongue, hitting his chest repeatedly. Finally, he broke the kiss.

“What, are you choking?”

His voice was tinged with amusement.

“Haah… j-just a minute…”

“Honey, your lung capacity is quite something.”

This is a big problem. What are we going to do now? 

Seong-chan trailed off and cupped her cheeks in his hands. He watched her catch her breath, her chin resting on his palm, before kissing her again.

‘It’s not over?’

Su-jeong was alarmed, thinking she hadn’t caught her breath enough.

Smack.

‘……Huh?’

But this time he pulled away after a light peck. Su-jeong, who had braced herself, looked up at him blankly.

“What’s with the disappointed look?”

“Huh…?“

“You want more?”

Su-jeong’s cheeks were still red from the kiss. Seong-chan chuckled when he saw her face.

Ah.

Su-jeong suddenly came to her senses. She tried to pull away, embarrassed, but Seong-chan was faster and licked the glistening saliva from her lips.

“S-stop it!”

Su-jeong pushed him away fiercely. She was tired of his endless physical advances.

Hmm, that’s not nearly enough.

Seong-chan thought to himself and pulled away as she demanded. He had just started; it felt anticlimactic.

He licked his lips, feeling disappointed, but then decided to be generous.

Su-jeong looked really exhausted, and if he pushed her any further, he doubted she would tolerate any more. He might even get slapped again.

“Okay, let’s stop here for today.”

Su-jeong turned to look at him at his agreeable response. His face, resting on his hand, looked much more relaxed than when they first met.

“It’s not like we only have today.”

But there was still a predatory glint in his eyes. He opened the car door, his words unclear whether he was retreating or giving in.

“I’m going.”

“Huh?”

Su-jeong was surprised by his sudden departure. But then she remembered that his house wasn’t far from here. It wasn’t intentional, but she was glad to be rid of him sooner.

“See you later, honey.”

Seong-chan leaned down, met her eyes and smiled sweetly.

He closed the car door and turned away without a second glance. Su-jeong watched him go and sighed deeply.

She had just wanted to find someone to play the role of her husband and provide sperm, but somehow she had ended up with a boyfriend.

It was as if she had come to remove a burden, but had ended up with a bigger one.

It was a natural progression to date before getting married and having a child… but had she made the right choice?

The belated question lingered in her mind, but there was nothing she could do about it.

She had passed the point of no return.

She had no choice but to move forward.