DD Ch 15

As they approached the Yeonghwadang, the evening glow was flowing across the sky. Sahee looked up at the sky, which seemed to be led by thin clouds, and then turned her head.

It was time to let go. When she clenched her fist and fidgeted, he turned around.

On the way down, Taeon occasionally fiddled with the gift loosely fastened to Sahee’s wrist. It was undeniable. His gift was wrapped around Sahee’s wrist, and CEO Jung Taeon confirmed it. And at that moment, something definitely changed.

The gaze that rubbed against each other. The hand that occasionally slipped under the cardigan sleeve and swept down.

It was quite affectionate. Without becoming pale or cold for no reason, the only thing that happened when she looked at him was taking a deep breath.

“I’ll get off here.”

Sahee parted her lips while making eye contact with Taeon. For a moment, the car slowed down, and she felt Secretary Kim looking back at her through the rearview mirror.

“Oh, yes?”

“I think it’s better to walk from here.”

“Oh, yes. Shall we do that?”

Secretary Kim hesitated without stopping the car, as if seeking permission. Taeon was looking at Sahee as if he wouldn’t allow it.

In the past, she would have looked up at him with anxious eyes. But Sahee didn’t do that. Even without pleading earnestly…

“Huh.”

Sahee wiggled her fingers under Taeon’s hand and grabbed his pinky finger. When she squeezed it tightly as if asking him to listen, he burst into laughter as if it was absurd.

Would this work?

However, she had a strange certainty that he would do it. A gentle breeze blew and tickled a part of her heart.

“Let’s do that.”

It was as if he admitted defeat. Secretary Kim alternated between looking at the two of them through the rearview mirror with puzzled eyes for a moment.

Feeling a bit embarrassed for doing such a thing even after confirming her certainty, Sahee turned her head.

The car came to a stop. Taeon got out of the car first and opened the door on Sahee’s side. Sahee placed her hand on his large hand that was extended in front of her and got out of the car.

Click, the car door closed, and he tightened his grip on her hand. He took a step closer and looked down at her crookedly.

“What did you just do?”

“…What?”

“Yeon Sahee, you did something strange to me.”

“I didn’t do anything.”

Sahee shook off Taeon’s hand with force. As she rubbed her palm on her pants and feigned indifference, he frowned. Even with such a face, there was still a hint of a smile hanging on the corners of his lips.

“It’s late. Please take down the carrier.”

“I’ll have Secretary Kim bring it to you tonight, so just go.”

A question arose before the refusal. Aren’t you coming tonight? It was a feeling she was glad she didn’t voice.

“Sleep well.”

Taeon cupped Sahee’s left cheek and lowered his head. As he briefly kissed her, his other hand slowly caressed the wrist with the bracelet.

“I’ll go.”

Sahee turned her body. She limped up the sidewalk from the road and walked straight past the cherry blossom trees.

The man’s car, which she thought would speed away, followed her slowly.

With the car window down, he was looking at her. Through the gaps between the cherry blossom trees planted at regular intervals, their gazes occasionally met through the falling pale cherry blossom petals.

A premonition that this spring would sweep everything away lingered before her eyes.

Even so, she couldn’t stop looking back at him several times. Every time their eyes met, her heart pounded fiercely.

***

Taeon confirmed that Sahee entered Yeonghwadang and then turned his head.

The diamond that had been loosely hanging on her slender wrist.

The gentle grip that held his little finger tightly while looking up at him with a coy expression.

For some reason, he felt like he had been hit on the back of his head by that woman, and a wry smile wouldn’t leave his lips. His neck felt stiff, and his lower back ached, making him glad that he hadn’t tried to work in the car.

It was clear what kind of fool he would have become if he had hugged Yeon Sahee that winter. He would have certainly coaxed her, barely twenty, into sitting on his lap.

Like an idiot, he would have followed Yeon Sahee’s gaze, and if she ever looked at something with eyes full of desire, he would have given it to her no matter what it was.

Thinking about Yeon Sahee who would sharpen her words and then cutely widen her eyes and sneakily grab his finger, such assumptions didn’t seem all that absurd.

You’ll listen to me, right?

Taeon chuckled again, recalling her eyes that seemed almost certain of it.

“CEO, we’ve arrived.”

The car stopped in front of the annex. Secretary Kim quickly turned off the engine, got out, and opened the door for Taeon.

Just then, Min Yeojin was visible not far away, having just finished her dinner.

“Madam!”

Perhaps because he was worried about something that happened before they went up to Seoul, Secretary Kim called out to Min Yeojin brightly, squeezing out all his energy. Still, Min Yeojin’s expression was nothing but a cold smile.

“You’re a bit late?”

“I heard the madam likes this bakery here, so I went to buy some. The CEO took care of it.”

Secretary Kim launched a bribery offensive by placing the goodies on Min Yeojin’s hand. Min Yeojin glanced inside the shopping bag and handed it over to the secretary beside her as if it were a nuisance.

“He must have been so thoughtful.”

“Are you still upset?”

Taeon asked with his head slightly tilted. At that moment, Min Yeojin’s face crumpled.

“Secretary Kim, does he get rejected every day?”

“Ha ha. No way for the CEO. If I were a woman, I would never let him go.”

“Right. That’s why you’re not a woman.”

Secretary Kim shut his mouth, not knowing what to do.

Taeon signaled him to leave. After sending away even Min Yeojin’s secretary, it was just mother and son left.

“Are you busy?”

“The presentation is just around the corner.”

“Still, come inside. It’s a dramatic mother-son reunion after just one day. Let’s have some tea.”

There was no way his mother’s complicated story would end quickly. Taeon smiled and followed Min Yeojin.

***

[I’m here.]

[I bought some bread, so I’ll come tomorrow.]

Sahee left a message for Madam Chun after returning to her room.

Despite this, notifications kept coming. Questions about how she met Jung Taeon were exploding like bombs.

My grandmother is a shaman, and she’s backed by Jeongmun Group.

She didn’t know if they would believe that. Sahee pretended it was by chance. Reminding herself that she would have to say it was over someday, she just said they were getting closer.

Soon, her phone vibrated. Sahee turned on her phone to check the reply from Madam Chun.

[OK]

It seemed like she was cleaning up in the kitchen.

Sahee also began to tidy up her room, which had become messy while packing. She knew she wouldn’t finish tidying until her luggage arrived, which was still a distant prospect.

First, she needed to wash up.

As Sahee was about to take off her cardigan, Yu-jeong’s voice from the drinking session suddenly rang in her ears.

“I liked you better with bangs.”

Not diligent enough to go back and forth between Yeonghwadang and the beauty salon, she had just let her hair grow wildly. Until now, she hadn’t felt any particular urge to change her hairstyle. But for some reason, Yu-jeong’s words hit her hard today.

Sahee walked to the desk, grabbed a comb and scissors, and stood solemnly in front of the mirror by the door.

At that moment.

A piece of wallpaper caught her eye, torn. One of the many photos she had stuck on the wall was missing. She couldn’t even tell when it had vanished. Checking around to see if the adhesive had come off, the photo was nowhere to be found.

Sahee looked closely at the wall. She couldn’t even remember which photo was supposed to be there. No matter how hard she tried to recall, it was vague.

“…No way.”

The only guest in this room.

The person who kept stealing her things.

The face of CEO Jung Taeon suddenly came to mind. She thought it couldn’t be, but her gaze kept returning to the empty spot on the wall. She had been caught by this ‘no way’ several times before.

Sahee turned her head stiffly, trying to erase the thought and focus on her reflection in the mirror.

Even as she gathered her hair forward to cut bangs, a part of her heart felt uneasy. Her hand holding the scissors trembled for no reason.

Sahee firmly fixed her gaze, which kept trying to wander back to the wall. The moment she placed the scissors on the bundled hair…

Even as she gathered her hair forward to cut into bangs, a part of her heart felt uneasy. Her hand holding the scissors trembled for no reason.

Sahee firmly fixed her gaze, which kept trying to wander back to the wall. The moment she placed the scissors on the bundled hair…

“Ah…”

With a crisp sound, despair deepened. Distracted, she had done something foolish. The bangs, cut just above her eyebrows, greeted her in the mirror.

If she had done something strange, this would be it.

Fortunately, it was only about the length of a finger joint above her eyebrows. It would grow back soon, but the thought of having to live with it for now was troublesome.

No matter how much she pressed down on the bangs with her palm, the cut hair wouldn’t grow back. Sahee let out a sigh of embarrassment.

She couldn’t even imagine what kind of expression CEO Jung Taeon would make if he saw this, although the Yeonghwadang members might just shrug it off.

* * *

Carrying the bread bag from Seoul, Sahee hurried to the main hall’s accommodation. She was nervous about possibly running into Taeon by chance, but it didn’t happen.

Perhaps because of Chae Yoonbok’s matter, Yeonghwadang was quiet. Even though cherry blossom petals occasionally flew in, bringing a chill that made the atmosphere bleak. Sahee quickened her pace.

She arrived at the main hall’s accommodation, opened the door, and approached Madam Chun’s room at the end. After knocking, she was allowed to enter.

“Is the bangs style in fashion these days?”

“…”

As soon as she opened Madam Chun’s door, her grip tightened on the bakery shopping bag. Seeing her look of distress, Madam Chun burst into laughter, assuming she had messed up her hair.

“Where are you going! Come in quickly.”

Madam Chun grabbed Sahee, who was about to turn away, and dragged her into the room.

“Sit down. I’ll fix it up a bit. Are you really a fine arts student? What is this?”

“…”

“Why are you glaring at me!”

Madam Chun laughed heartily and brought over a bunch of newspapers from the corner. She spread them out wide against the wall and patted the spot for Sahee.

Sahee walked over and sat down.

“… Please make it pretty.”

“Yeon Sahee, you really have no conscience.”

Sahee nodded with a sheepish smile.

Madam Chun pulled out scissors and a comb from a drawer, plopping down in front of Sahee. She remembered doing this often when she was little.

“How is it?”

“It’s like a funeral home. Only Hyunji is causing a ruckus behind the screen. How does that girl always say the same thing when she’s getting plastered? ‘It’s hot, it’s hot! Tanggu oppa, it’s too hot!'”

“…”

“She was screaming for someone to come in, why, what’s so hot about him? Does lava come out of Tanggu’s body or something?”

Tsk tsk, Madam Chun clicked her tongue and handed Sahee a bundle of newspapers.

“Hold it under your chin.”

Sahee moved briskly as instructed. When she closed her eyes, she heard the sound of her bangs being trimmed little by little.

Peeking with one eye, she saw Madam Chun leaning back, carefully inspecting her bangs. She closed her eyes again when the scissors approached once more.

Frowning as she felt strands of hair falling onto her eyelids, Madam Chun continued speaking.

“I haven’t told your family yet, but it looks like the fairy will pay off that debt.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, what can you do? The interest is so high that at this rate, they’ll be ruined. She’ll pay it off first, and then Chae Yoonbok can work to repay the fairy.”

“…”

“But do you think Yeonghwadang has that much cash right now? They’ve been busy lending money to Chae Yoonbok’s business and dealing with his messes. The debt keeps piling up, and it takes too long to liquidate the assets they have left. The fairy is planning to go to Seoul to ask Chairman Jeong for help. She’s been getting calls to come to Seoul anyway, and they seem to want to arrange Chae Hyunji and Tang-gu’s marriage quickly while they’re at it. They say she’s heartbroken because her daughter almost had her engagement broken off because of her father.”

Sahee nodded without any sign of surprise.

She didn’t have strong feelings for Chae Yoonbok in the first place. The world wasn’t going to change just because Lee Hyungu and Chae Hyunji were getting married.

“It’s done. Looks much better now.”

“Where’s the mirror?”

“Here.”

Madam Chun pulled a hand mirror from the bed and handed it to Sahee.

Sahee took the mirror and looked at herself. Though it was still quite a sight, it looked much better after being tidied up.

“What’s that bracelet?”

At that moment, Madam Chun’s eyes widened. She must have noticed the diamond sparkling on the wrist below the hand holding the mirror, showing interest.

“Oh, I just bought it when I was in Seoul.”

“Really? Where from?”

“……From a street vendor in Gangnam.”

“These days, even cubic zirconias look good. The world has improved; it’s all shiny. I was surprised.”

“Is there any reason to be surprised?”

“I thought Jung Taeon CEO might have bought it for you. I’m glad that’s not the case, dear.”

Her mouth closed. Feeling awkwardly embarrassed, Sahee busily helped Madam Chun fold the newspapers she had been sitting on.

Sahee stood up to help with the cleanup, and as they did so, she felt Madam Chun’s gaze on her. When she looked up, Madam Chun took a deep breath, looking like she had something to say. Since they were talking about him, was she going to scold her for going to Seoul with Jung Taeon CEO yesterday? Madam Chun had repeatedly warned against it, and her visible relief at it not being a gift from him suggested she might.

“Sahee.”

“Yes.”

“About Jung Taeon CEO.”

Here it comes, she thought. She had somewhat anticipated this since she left for Seoul early in the morning in his car.

Sahee tightly gripped the gems on the anklet that dangled to her hand, ready to fall off at any moment. She resolved to remain composed no matter what question came, focusing only on Madam Chun when she said:

“He’s having a blind date.”

“…”

“Day after tomorrow. Here.”

Madam Chun gently removed a hair strand that had stuck to Sahee’s cheek.

A storm of emotions surged within her. What misunderstanding had she made… Even though she knew this would happen eventually.

* * *

That evening, Sahee received a message from Jung Taeon CEO saying he was coming at night. She replied nothing, just turned her phone over and continued her tasks with a calm demeanor.

It was okay, then it wasn’t, then it was okay again.

The day passed quickly, swayed by these strange whims. Now, with the familiar knock on the door, Sahee rose and silently opened it.

The moment their eyes met, Taeon tilted his head slightly, then chuckled, undoubtedly having seen her bizarre bangs.

“Can I come in?”

Sahee stepped aside. Taeon entered her room like he was used to it. As she followed him in, she glanced at the wall where a photo had been torn off, leaving it empty.

“Yeon Sahee cut her hair, didn’t she?”

“…Yes.”

Sahee flinched and averted her gaze. He then took a step closer, looking at her face for a moment.

“Did you get a boyfriend or something?”

“…”

“What wind blew through that you cut your bangs overnight?”

His smiling face seemed to see right through her. Sahee quickly turned away to hide her expression.

“You don’t have to have a boyfriend to cut your hair. I just cut it wrong.”

“I see. It suits you well.”

“…”

When Sahee just glared at him without replying, Taeon shrugged his shoulders.

The news that he was going on a blind date kept circling in her mind. She thought their relationship would last at least until he left Yeonghwadang, but if the blind date was the day after tomorrow, it might end even earlier.

Anyway, since he had a marriage partner lined up, being with her like this was no different from cheating. Sahee didn’t want to indulge in such a dangerous game either.

She knew, she really knew all of it.

Yet, her insides kept aching. Last night seemed so far away. When she remembered his tender touch, she even felt resentful towards him.

She was the one who had passed the names of his blind date partners to Park Jisun. Yet, she felt a surge of resentment, as if she hadn’t known he was about to get married.

“I mean it.”

It was then. Taeon gently cupped Sahee’s bowed head with one hand, squeezing her cheeks between his fingers so that her mouth protruded like a fish. The thought of how ridiculous she must look was a bit horrifying.

“What are you doing?”

“You’re pretty.”

“Let go.”

What are you doing? Let go. Her pronunciation was all messed up. There was no way this could look pretty, but seeing him snicker, it seemed he thought the same.

However, despite her struggling, Taeon didn’t let go. He even leisurely took out his phone from his jacket pocket. He then thrust the camera right in front of Sahee’s face.

“Sahee.”

“…”

“Smile.”

“…No.”

No.

As she answered, click, a photo was taken. Taeon looked back and forth between the photo on the phone screen and Sahee’s face, chuckling.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered which photo had vanished. It was a photo from her university days. Smiling brightly with her classmates…

Her stomach turned again. It wasn’t okay at all. There were many things she wanted to ask and clarify, but ultimately, there was only one thing she wanted to know:

What this night meant to him. If it had deepened a bit.

She recalled her resolve not to ask what their relationship was when she first allowed him that night, which might make her seem a bit pathetic.

So what? It wasn’t something she needed to express.

However, the turmoil in her heart wouldn’t subside, and she felt unfairly stirred. She wanted to shake up this seemingly composed man at least once.

With their gazes silently locked, Sahee was the first to lift her head to look at Taeon. As she cautiously stood on tiptoe with one foot, one of his eyebrows rose questioningly. Before their lips could meet, he supported her by pulling her waist closer, brazenly offering his cheek.

Even while glaring at him, Sahee pressed her lips to his. Even though their lips almost mashed together, Taeon’s mouth curved into a clear arch.

“Did you sleep well last night?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

Taeon effortlessly lifted Sahee. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist. Seemingly pleased with this, he continued to kiss her face here and there as they moved towards the bed.

Even with his careful handling, the old bed creaked loudly. Ever since their first encounter, the bed had been squeaking; now it made a tearing noise even when she just turned in her sleep.

“We need to change the bed.”

“It’s fine.”

“Even if it breaks?”

Sahee frowned. When she looked up at him with displeasure, he pushed up her shirt to knead her chest while urging, “Hmm?” making her breathless.

“Yeon Sahee.”

Sahee slowly closed and then opened her eyes, extending one arm. As she pulled his neck, he smoothly bent down.

Their lips barely brushed at the tip of her chin. A faint sound escaped her lips as she felt the gentle pressure between her spread legs.

Sahee’s arms fully embraced Taeon. She closed her eyes, following the wave of passion that seemed to pour into her.

I hope you’re as messed up as I am.

With a feverish heat rising, Sahee whispered her permission into Taeon’s ear.

“…Yes, even if it breaks.”

Fuck.

He thrust his hips as if he couldn’t hold back anymore. The friction over their clothes was large and heavy. Not knowing what to do, she huffed and puffed, moving her hips slightly, and his big hands kneaded her buttocks firmly, making her insides clench as if holding him.

Taeon locked eyes with Sahee while roughly pulling off her pants and underwear. As the underwear came off, the soaked fabric and flesh stuck and then separated with a squelch. It was hard to bear the shame; she couldn’t act brazen even at this moment. She hated how aroused she felt.

Breathing heavily, he grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs wide, making the spot his gaze was fixed on blatantly visible.

Below, she was already thoroughly wet and soft. The thought of him seeing it made her stomach twist in knots. Her opening quivered with eagerness, a faint moan escaping her teeth.

At that moment, Taeon’s eyes gleamed with interest. Overlapping his body with hers, he unbuckled his belt. The sound of metal clinking made her body stiffen in anticipation, and he guided her hand to his erect penis.

“Touch it.”

Sahee’s eyes widened, her lips slightly parted.

“Ah…”

“I’m just like you.”

It was so large that her small hand couldn’t even fully grasp it. Taeon took Sahee’s hand, which was wrapped around his penis, and moved it up and down. With a suppressed groan from him, she felt momentarily dizzy.

The surface, veined with tension, was slippery as soon as she ran her hand over it. Her fingertips convulsed with the unfamiliar sensation even as she moved her hand as he guided. The pace was quickening.

He urged her to grip it tighter by pressing their hands together, and each time she did, she felt a grotesque shape rubbing harshly against her palm, creating a vivid, almost horrifying illusion of his penis in front of her eyes, even though what was actually in her sight was his lecherous face.

The intense stimulation made her head spin. His eyes twisted, darkened, and when their gazes locked in a moment of penetration, he came.

“Ugh.”

In the brief moment Sahee closed and then opened her eyes, her hand and lower abdomen were drenched with his semen. There was so much that her hand and stomach were soaked.

Haah. Taeon, breathing heavily, intertwined his fingers with her wet hand, rubbing them together as if to spread his scent. A sticky sound came from between their clasped palms.

As if that wasn’t enough, he moved his hand lower, spreading the excess semen between her legs. Sahee shook her head, swallowing a breath, grabbing his arm and shaking her head fervently in an instinctive rejection.

“Ah, ah. No, no, no…”

For a brief moment, she thought of his blind date. It felt like he had committed an act of infidelity inside her, and as she felt the sticky semen rubbing between her legs, she imagined the woman who would become his wife.

She hated it. She wanted to ignore even that awful feeling.

“You need to open up properly.”

Taeon forcibly spread her tightly closed legs. Their bodily fluids were sticking together between his fingers. Each time his firm palm rubbed against her sensitive flesh, her body trembled. Sharp pleasure started from below her navel, squeezing her breath.

Her vision shattered into white fragments.

The opening, which had been tightly clenched from tension, began to loosen and release liquid with each added stimulus. The sound of splashing grew louder in her ears, making it harder to breathe. As she rolled her eyes, drooling and huffing, he grimaced, cursing under his breath.

“What did you do to make your hole quiver like this?”

He circled his fingertips around her twitching opening before roughly kneading the wet lower part with his whole hand. His touch was becoming more aggressive.

“Stop, it’s strange. I, I think I’m going to come. Ah, no, ugh…”

“Hold it.”

“I, I can’t… I can’t hold it. Ugh, yes. Ah, ah, sob.”

“You want to come in my hand?”

“Ah, uh. Please.”

“You need permission to come.”

The hand that was messing up between her legs noticeably slowed. As it did, the pleasure that had been on the brink of climax began to ebb away. His thick fingertips teased her clitoris, rubbing it gently, which felt cruel. Tears burst out uncontrollably.

“Pl, please, CEO.”

“Yes?”

“Uh…”

“Why? Do you want to come?”

“Huh…”

“Shall I let you come?”

“Uhh. Uh, sob.”

“Sahee, say it. Do you want to come?”

At that moment, she couldn’t think of anything else. All she wanted was to be released from the overwhelming pleasure that had engulfed her body.

“Uh, yes, yes, yes…”

Finally, with a face contorted by tears, Sahee nodded vigorously.

“Don’t look away. Look into my eyes as you come.”

Sahee looked up to meet his gaze. Finally, his touch changed. His large, manly hand swiftly flicked her engorged clitoris. Strange sounds escaped her lips in gasps.

“Uh, ugh, ah…”

“If I knew you liked semen this much, I would have come in your mouth.”

“Th, that, that can’t be, ah, yes.”

“Well, Yeon Sahee just likes my cock.”

And then, when he lightly slapped her wet opening, Sahee twisted her hips and reached her climax. Love juice trickled out of her opening as her body trembled.

“Yes, it feels good.”

Still playing with her below with his hand, his tone was like soothing a child.

As Sahee stifled her cries, Taeon kissed her tears, sucking the drool running down her chin, and even noisily sucking on her cheeks as if he could devour them.

“Ha…”

He buried his face between her breasts. Each time his tongue bit into her chest, hot breath blew over her. She inhaled his scent deeply through the cleavage until her vision blurred.

The harder he pressed his head down, the more his solid weight crushed her. It was something she couldn’t get used to. When she thought of his cold face, she still felt dizzy as if looking at someone else.

“Ah, uh. It’s heavy…”

The moment Sahee clumsily gripped his shoulder, the tip of his thick penis rubbed against her opening. Sahee gasped, clenching her fist. Even though she had already climaxed, it was still too much to take easily.

A rough breath escaped from him as his penis thrust into her, piercing deep inside. Her hips arched up with the sensation as shivers filled her body.

“Relax.”

“Ugh, ugh.”

“Fuck, I’m going to come…”

“Ah, uh.”

“Yeon Sahee, relax.”

Taeon commanded again with authority, gripping her buttocks tightly. Sahee, tears dripping, unconsciously tightened her inner walls. Her soaked interior bit down on his penis like it was chewing. He grimaced for a moment.

His large penis pounded her insides, thump, thump, thump, like he was scolding her. The illusion of that veiny, dark red thing crossing her body flashed before her eyes several times. Screams mixed with moans continuously escaped from her lips.

“CEO, ah, hng, yes.”

“You like it? Hmm?”

“Huh. No, no. Ah…”

“No?”

His penis, thrusting deep, softly rubbed against a pleasant spot inside. Overwhelmed by the sudden surge of pleasure, Sahee moaned and climaxed.

Her lips trembled. She could feel the liquid flowing between their tightly joined parts. As Sahee gasped with her mouth open, Taeon, staring intensely at her face, pulled his hips back. He thrust into her still quivering, post-orgasmic soft inner walls, thump.

“Ha!”

“Ah…”

“Please, not yet, hng, yes!”

She was shaking like crazy. The bed screeched with each movement. Each time he stirred and hit her tender flesh, the love juice collected inside made splashing sounds.

Looking up, the man’s face had lost its composure. His sharp features were twisted in a fierce expression as he thrust his hips roughly.

“It’s strange, so strange, sob, ah.”

“Ha.”

“CEO, CEO, ah, stop, no, ah, uh, I think I’m going to come…”

“Yes, shall we come while peeing? Hah, damn.”

Sahee shook her head, stretching her neck out. Taeon, with his elbow beside her face, licked up the tears gathered on her eyelashes.

“No, no.”

Taeon thrust his hips again, thump.

“Really, that’s, no, no. Hng, sob, ugh, uh.”

Sahee looked up at him pleadingly. Taeon, undeterred, pulled his penis out slightly before thrusting it deep inside again, thump.

“Hah, uh.”

With the merciless thrusting, Sahee clutched the sheets, panting. His hand came down to her clitoris, rubbing it in circles, making strange noises as it scratched her throat.

The thrusting was getting faster. Whenever he moved his hips towards her soft inner walls, she felt the urge to urinate. She tried to hold it in with her eyes closed, but it didn’t last long. Her body twisted, her toes curled, and at some point, she was crying, clutching her stomach where she felt him moving inside her.

“Sob…”

With a shiver of climax, liquid flowed between her legs.

Hoo. Taeon pulled out and spread her legs, burying his head between them to drink the flowing liquid. The pleasure couldn’t entirely hide her sense of shame.

“Huh, please…”

Taeon, sitting up, used his fingers to spread her parted lips, checking the thoroughly wet opening. With that gaze alone, the remaining liquid trickled out, making her twitch. Taeon met her eyes and let out a chuckle, causing Sahee to sob loudly.

She was a mess, while he looked like he had just quenched a minor thirst. His fierce momentum to devour her had subsided slightly, but he wasn’t done yet.

Taeon, tilting his head back, took off his sweat-drenched shirt. In the shabby room filled only with the sound of their ragged breathing, the light sensually illuminated his sweaty, glistening body.

“Not yet, it’s not over.”

As Sahee tried to turn her body to the side, he bent down. He slid his arms under her, lifting her up. Sahee, accidentally sitting on his thighs, panicked as he kissed her cheek, peck, softly.

His penis rubbed lazily between her swollen legs. He pushed into her gaping hole, which was easier this time. As soon as the soaked opening swallowed the tip of his penis, her insides tightened.

“It’s okay. Relax.”

His hand gently stroking her back was kind. As Sahee buried her head in his shoulder, moaning, he kissed her lips tenderly, peck, peck.

“Huh…”

Meanwhile, his penis, fully inserted, slowly rubbed against her sensitive spots. Her breathing, which had calmed, grew hot again. His warm body temperature and gentle touch ignited her body.

“Should I stir you up a bit more here?”

“Ah, huh, uh.”

“Hoo…”

However, no matter how kind his words or affectionate his kisses, they were but fleeting moments. They were just dizzying illusions that would pass in an instant.

Soon, Sahee found herself lying beneath Taeon.

“Move your hips.”

Yes. This was better. Vulgar words and wild sex suited them much better. Ignoring any constricting feelings was all she had to do.

So… right now, she could do anything.

Sahee awkwardly moved her hips. Placing her hands on his firm abdomen to support herself, she awkwardly rocked back and forth. He chuckled briefly, but there was no reprimand in his eyes.

“Huh.”

With his penis pressed inside, filling her completely, her clitoris rubbed against his coarse pubic hair. The sharp pleasure made her legs tingle. When she squeezed her inner walls, he let out a hollow laugh.

“Does it feel good there that you’re rubbing against it like that?”